Struggle in Soviet Russia

Compared with the underground interrogation room on Lubyanka 2 in Moscow, the interrogation room in the building of the People's Committee of the Interior of Khabarovsk is much simpler. There are not only two interrogation rooms, but also the sound insulation effect is not good.

Because of the rain just two days ago and the blockage of drainage facilities, there was a layer of water accumulated on the floor of the underground interrogation room of almost four or five centimeters. One foot on it, there was a peculiar smell of sewage. Splashes everywhere.

However, these stagnant waters provided convenience for the interrogators’ confession. When Victor was escorted by Cherikov and walked to the door of the interrogation room, four naked-chested men were catching one back. The suspect pressed on the ground. The suspect’s face was completely immersed in the stagnant water on the ground. A man grabbed his hair and made his head immobile. The air flow from his mouth and nose blew bubbles in the stagnant water, grunting. Out.

Less than half a metre away from the suspect, a woman in a skirt was sitting on an iron chair.

The woman looks in her early thirties, with a standard melon-seeded face, a beautifully cut chin, and on the right side, there is a beauty mole with a straight nose, red eyes, and beautiful appearance, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of meanness.

With a cigarette dangling between her blushing lips, she tilted her legs very unfairly, and a document on a hardwood board was placed on her skirt that was stretched because of her legs.

The woman obviously did not notice that there were a few more people at the door. She tapped on the document with the pen between her fingers. With two beeps, the four men dragged the suspect out of the water.

The prolonged immersion in water almost suffocated the suspect. As soon as he was pulled up from the water, he couldn't wait to gasp, his slightly thin chest undulating violently.

The woman watched the interval of his breathing, and suddenly kicked her cocked leg over, and the sole of the high-top military boots hit the suspect's chest. This kick was very powerful, and it happened to be stuck in the interval between the suspect's inhalation and exhalation. Victor saw the suspect's neck stretched and his entire upper body bowed forward, and he passed out on the spot.

Victor frowned and turned to look at Cherikov next to him, but he nodded at him. That meant... it's okay, the suspect can't die.

Sure enough, it was obviously not the first time that the men pressing the suspect had dealt with this kind of scene. They laid the suspect in the water, let him face up to the sky, and then pressed twice on his chest.

The suspect quickly regained consciousness, his hands stuck to his neck, his whole body curled up into a ball, coughing violently like a big shrimp, the coughing sound was creepy, as if he was about to cough out all his lungs.

It was only then that the woman found Victor and Cherikov at the door. She hurriedly got up from the chair and saluted them.

"Go on," Victor said with a frown and waved his hand.

The woman glanced at Cherikov again, saw him nodding slightly, and then sat back on the chair where she was just now, and continued her interrogation.

"This is Lieutenant Nona Borkovaze of our special department." Seeing the woman sitting back again, Cherikov leaned against Victor and whispered, "Professional torturers, who have received medical treatment. As well as ergonomic training, her interrogation has always been like this. The interrogator seems to be seriously injured, but it will not be life-threatening."

Victor nodded.

"What's your name?" In the interrogation room, until the suspect's cough gradually subsided, the woman named Nona asked calmly.

"Bubukin... Anatoly Bubu..." The suspect knelt on the ground, the hair behind his head was pulled by a man behind him, his head was slightly raised, and he replied.

However, before he finished speaking, the whole person was pushed into the water again, and then the previous scene was staged again.

Victor folded his arms around his chest and looked at the door of the interrogation room. Every time he saw Nona kicking, he would get stuck in the suspect's gasping space as her feet. After three consecutive times, when the suspect curled up on the ground and coughed, the nasal cavity was full. A large amount of blood bubbles with bubbles was sprayed out. It was obvious that this was a sign of serious injury to the lungs.

When the suspect was dragged from the ground by the man next to him for the third time, the whole person collapsed. He knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. He spouted **** nose from his nostrils and stuck to his purple lips. But even so, he had to open his mouth wide, gasping desperately in the space of sobbing.

This time Nona didn't let anyone push him into the water anymore. Instead, she raised Erlang's legs and asked indifferently: "What's your name?"

"Bubkin...comrade, I'm really Bubkin... Anatoly Bubkin, don't hit me anymore, I will say everything, if you ask me, I will say..." The suspect knelt on his knees. On the ground, the dog hugged, pleading in pain.

Nona asked a question. Now, she didn't speak, she just sat on the chair, making notes while gently shaking her army boots in the air.

"Well, the one who was caught is called Mesky, Viggy Mesky," the suspect's bloodshot eyes stared directly at her trembling military boots. The focused look made people suspicious. He was peeking at the position under Nona's skirt, "The two dead, one is Yuri Chayoff and the other is Valentin Neto."

Speaking of this, he stopped and squeezed his neck vigorously with both hands. It was estimated that he was having difficulty breathing, and he couldn't bear it.

Nona stopped writing and tapped on the record with the penholder.

"I, I'm the transmitter," Bubkin shivered, and hurriedly continued, "Chayov is an intelligence agent, Neto is in charge of the duties, Mesky, Mesky is the liaison, he knows things At most, he is responsible for contacting the online and obtaining funding."

Next, without Nona asking questions, Bubkin vomited everything he knew.

To Victor’s satisfaction, according to Bubkin’s account, they are indeed members of the Japanese intelligence team in Khabarovsk. In the entire intelligence network, they are responsible for sending intelligence, but how did the intelligence get it? Bubkin didn’t know who was the intelligence provider. Chayov was in charge. Compared to him, the other Mesky who was captured alive should know more, because he is responsible for contacting the intelligence team online, and the funds for the radio team are usually collected by Mesky.

Seeing that nothing of value could be obtained from Bubkin’s mouth, Victor was not interested in watching here anymore. He turned and walked towards the exit of the basement. As he walked, he said to Cherikov: "To Metz Ji’s interrogation work needs to hurry up. I have already requested the Front Army Command. In the past two days, the entire Khabarovsk will be under martial law. In this way, it can be guaranteed that the members of the intelligence network cannot escape. However, the command. We only gave us 48 hours, and after forty-eight hours, the martial law will be lifted. Considering that we have captured the enemy’s station, the enemy’s entire intelligence network cannot be unaware, and their evacuation is predictable. Therefore, We must make good use of these forty-eight hours."

"Yes, I will arrange someone to control anyone involved in the suspect's mouth at the first time," Cherikov said immediately, "I promise that no one will escape."

"There are also the three suspicions raised by Comrade Besonov," Victor continued, "this time I will also be arrested together for a trial. I believe there should be something valuable in them."

"Yes," Cherikov replied, and then said hesitantly, "However, among the suspected targets that Besonov raised, one of them involved the staff of the front army headquarters. I am worried..."

"You don't have to worry about anything," Victor interrupted him and said, "Comrade Apanashenko, I will go and explain to him, the general is not an unreasonable person, let alone a spy is involved. "

"Yes," Cherikov sighed, replied.

Coming out of the dungeon, Victor went directly back to his office. He now needs to draft a report to be sent to Moscow and report to Comrade Stalin on the current progress of the work.

Although he came to the Far East this time to avoid the limelight, he still has a mission. Since Comrade Stalin is concerned about the issue of information leakage, it shows that he is concerned about this matter.

For Victor, he came to the Far East for nearly a month and was able to break a hidden intelligence network of the Japanese and seize a hidden radio station. Although this result seems trivial, it is actually quite good.

Intelligence work is not like a front-line warfare. The enemy will be wiped out in groups at every turn. In the entire Far East, especially in Khabarovsk, there may be only one hidden intelligence network of the Japanese army. Once it is destroyed, the Japanese will no longer It will be very difficult to set up. Therefore, this report card is actually very eye-catching, at least it is no problem to use it for business.

Previous life experience tells Victor that Comrade Stalin valued him for promotion not because of his father, not only for the power of decibels, but also because he was able to do things and accomplish things.

To put it bluntly, the reason why Comrade Stalin dismembered the NKVD was on the one hand because the department was too powerful, and on the other hand, because its work was unsatisfactory, especially in the area of ​​intelligence. Therefore, to dismember the NKVD and list the NKVD separately. Comrade Stalin hopes that there will be a better performance in the internal and external intelligence work. High hopes.

Victor has always been in charge of intelligence work. Therefore, to a certain extent, Comrade Stalin’s hopes are also pinned on him. Therefore, can he produce a beautiful report card for him in the future? The development of it is extremely important.