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Chapter 535 Xu Enzeng Persuades to Surrender

Old Gong fell to his knees with a thump, hugged the young man and cried, "I really didn't mean it. I went out for less than 10 minutes. I haven't had any accidents before. Who knew it would happen this time."

"What, in the past?"

The young man couldn't bear it any longer, kicked him out, drew out his pistol and said sharply: "You should be very aware of the importance of alarm officers, how many comrades' lives are all pinned on them.

Do you know how much damage has been caused to the organization because of you? I really want to shoot you, bastard, and tell me honestly, if you passed the early warning before, did you miss it? "

"Forgive me, forgive me, there are only a few times. Once I drank too much and didn't pass it on. Afterwards, nothing happened. I thought it might not be that important. Please forgive me."

Lao Gong was so frightened that he was trembling all over, lying on the ground with his head in his arms and trembling, looking desperate for life and fear of death, but a fierce light flashed in his lowered eyes, and his right hand slowly stretched out to his breast pocket.

He knew very well that because of the Kwantung Army's control of radio stations and the blockade of the border, it was difficult for the Northeast to get in touch with organizations in the Kwantung Kwantung Army, so the story of him betraying his comrades-in-arms did not get out.

But if this incident happened, the superior would definitely find a way to investigate his past experiences, and thinking about the fate of those traitors, Lao Gong decided that he could not sit still and die, maybe there would be a way out if he fought hard.

"You! You bastard!"

The young man over there wanted to shoot several times, but the strict discipline made him put down the gun in his hand, and finally said angrily: "I have no right to dispose of you, you wait for the organization to deal with it.

Next, you will stay in this room. I hope you will think about it during this time. Are you worthy of the trust of your superiors, and are you worthy of entrusting your safety to your comrades. "

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"It's me, right, right, I'm just a beast." Lao Gong slapped his face, his cheeks became swollen after a few slaps, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

If you can escape with a few slaps, even if it is temporary, it is better than going all out at the gunpoint. It is only the last choice.

The young man took a deep look at this person. Could such a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death be bravely injured in battle? He was a little unconvinced. Maybe the other party's past was not as glorious as he said.

But now is not the time to talk about this. After figuring out the reason why the early warning channel failed, all that remains is to find a way to understand the situation of the arrested person, and then decide whether to carry out an armed rescue.

This is a very cruel reality. If those two comrades persevere, they will naturally be rescued. If they do not persevere and reveal the secrets of the party and organization to the enemy, then they are no longer comrades.

As for whether to restrict Lao Gong's movements, the young man thought it was unnecessary. This person had been active in the Northeast, and rarely went out after arriving in Shanghai. Even if he wanted to do something, he couldn't figure out the way.

Besides, he can't control the other party by himself, and it is not appropriate to bind or stun him. Without the authorization of his superiors, no one can do anything to his comrades. This is an iron-like discipline.

So he warned Lao Gong several times again, and the young man hurriedly left the alarm point and went to the emergency contact point of Shanghai Central Bureau, where there are people who have the right to make decisions about what happened today.

It's a pity, he doesn't know a little bit, some people are used to betrayal, once there is a first time, there will be a second time, this kind of people don't care about anything but themselves, and they will definitely find a way out in advance.

Lao Gong looked at his back walking away in the dark, with a gloomy expression. People don't want to kill the world for themselves. Since the underground party doesn't give them a way to survive, why don't they find a way to survive? Maybe it's better than now.

The street lamp shone in front of the window, and the black shadow reflected on the wall suddenly disappeared. Ghosts are always ghosts, and they can only live in the dark without seeing any light, as if they are afraid that their true colors will be discovered.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The night in Shanghai was very restless, many people could not sleep all night, the underground party was examining itself, Zuo Zhong was waiting for the development of the matter, and the Secret Service Headquarters was busy instigating rebellion.

Xu Enzeng was sitting in an interrogation room at Shanghai Railway Station, holding teacups in both hands, with a half-hearted smile, looking at the middle-aged man with his head held high on the interrogation chair, and said slowly.

"Mr. Wu, right, your identity is not a secret to us, from Lu Province, 36 years old, born in the 24th year of the former Dynasty Guangxu, and went to study in Red Russia in the 20th year of the Republic of China.

In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, that is, I returned to the Republic of China this year. I passed through Hong Kong, Yangcheng, Fucheng, Hangzhou, and Shanghai. I taught foreign languages ​​in the No. [-] Middle School in the urban area. The students liked you very much.

On your birthday, these children even chipped in to buy you a piece of cake, Yongji, this is the most advanced pastry shop in Shanghai, the price is not cheap, how about it, how does it taste? "

He narrated the other party's background, experience and life details, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and his tone was like a chat between old friends, but the torture tools around him pierced the false hypocrisy.

"I don't know what you are talking about. My surname is not Wu, but my surname is Huang. I have never been to Red Russia, but to France and England. Sir, why did you bring me here?"

The middle-aged man whose surname was Wu or Huang opened his mouth and said, his eyes couldn't help but stare at various instruments of torture, his throat kept shaking, his legs under the robe trembled slightly, and his lips were frighteningly white.

"It's boring, Mr. Wu."

Xu Enzeng narrowed his eyes, and said confidently, "There must be a reason why we dared to arrest you. The Propaganda Director of the Central Bureau of the Shanghai Central Bureau of the Underground Party, this official position is not small."

Propaganda Director of Shanghai Central Bureau of Underground Party.

As soon as this sentence came out, the middle-aged man was startled suddenly, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. Only a few people in Shanghai knew his identity and position, so why did Guodang know so well.

There is only one possibility.

Organized traitors.

As soon as he arrived in Shanghai, the organization had reminded him that the situation in the country between the enemy and ourselves was very serious, and the enemy was pervasive. At first he thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that it is just an objective comment.

The middle-aged man couldn't help regretting in his heart. If he had known this, he shouldn't have insisted on staying in the urban area. Whether he temporarily left school or went to the concession, he would not fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Mr. Wu, why don't you talk anymore, hahaha, you can continue to tell those fabricated stories, I'm all ears, but when my patience is worn out, it's time for us to see the truth."

After Xu Enzeng finished speaking, he suddenly turned on the desk lamp on the interrogation table, and the dazzling light shone directly on the face of the middle-aged man.

Tough guys can't pretend, some things can be seen from the subtleties, how can a person who is afraid of lights survive the torture, this underground party will soon surrender.

The middle-aged man muttered twice and lowered his head: "I don't know what you are talking about. I am not an underground party. You are persecuting people in the cultural circles and shamelessly slandering them."

"No tears without the coffin!"

Xu Enzeng's smile turned cold, and he clapped his hands immediately: "Bring people in, let Minister Wu see his subordinates, maybe our minister has some important meeting spirit to announce."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The dim light bulbs on the roof swayed gently, the spies laughed wildly, the light and shadow on their gloomy faces kept changing, cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's head, and his body trembled even more.

"Squeak~~"

The iron door of the interrogation room opened, and a bald man in a rough jacket walked in, nodding and bowing constantly: "I have seen you officers, Mr. Wu is a senior official of the underground party, I can testify.

This guy has said more than once how high his status is, as long as I obey the organization's orders and perform well, I will be recommended to my superiors, no, I will be recommended to the upper echelons of the rebels, very loudly. "

really exposed.

When the middle-aged man saw the person coming, he immediately closed his eyes in despair. When he first came to Shanghai, he was the person who was picked up by the other person at the station, and he also met during the next few secret missions.

In order to gain trust and attention, he did reveal his identity. Who would have thought that this person would turn to the Guo Party. No matter what he said now, it would be useless. He regretted not listening to Teko's warning.

"Okay, let's go out and receive the reward."

Xu Enzeng waved his hand casually, and after the man thanked him for leaving, he turned to look at the middle-aged man: "Minister Wu, look, even if you don't admit it, I have enough evidence to convict you.

Let's stop going around in circles, as long as you are willing to cooperate and tell the secrets of the underground party in Shanghai, the prosperity and wealth will be in front of you, and you are all scholars. I really don't want to see you suffer. "

As he spoke, he winked. The llama cooperatively put the red-hot tongs into the water, and made a stabbing sound. The middle-aged man got excited and licked his dry lips.

"Speak, you will be free."

Xu Enzeng saw that the other party was relaxed, so he whispered persuasion without losing the opportunity: "I also went abroad to study, and I know the hardships of the Chinese in foreign countries, you must have suffered a lot.

A real man was born in troubled times, and he deserves to be immortal. Wouldn't it be a pity to die so silently? After wasting so many years of hard work, don't you want your talent to be put to good use.

The party-state is willing to give you this opportunity. With your status and ability, you will definitely have a good future. Why hang yourself on a tree of the underground party? Minister Wu, do you think I am right? "

After saying these seemingly heart-to-heart words, he sat there with his arms folded and waited for a while. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he got up and prepared to go outside, and said something with a little regret in his mouth.

"Luoma, greet Minister Wu well."

"Wait a minute, I, I say!"

The middle-aged man yelled anxiously, and then slumped on the interrogation chair. He knew that he would not be able to survive the torture.

(End of this chapter)