"Impossible, impossible, this newspaper is fake, and it is impossible for the head of the meeting to die......."

Boss He's eyes seemed to have lost focus, and he kept muttering to himself.

Ono Jiro has been in the island city for eighteen years, and it can be said that he is an omnipotent god in the hearts of all the spies of Lezentang, and now that the god is dead, this blow is not a big deal for Boss He.

Wu Zecheng glanced at the torturers next to him, and everyone left the interrogation room with interest, and there were only two people left in the room, Wu Zecheng and Boss He.

Seeing everyone go out, Wu Zecheng said with a smile:

"I know you don't believe what I said, but we just brought your son overnight last night, or I'll let him tell you if it's true or not?" To say that your son is really excellent in character and learning, and he also participated in the anti-Japanese patriotic solidarity association in school, but if he knew that his father was the Japanese devil who did all kinds of evil in his mouth, I don't know how he would feel? ”

With Wu Zecheng's words, Boss He's eyes widened more and more, and his tense body suddenly collapsed like a deflated ball, his mouth was cowardly, as if he wanted to say something, but the long-term training made him unable to speak.

"Boss He, you have been in China for more than 20 years, married a virtuous and lovely wife, gave birth to a very good child, a family of loving fathers and filial piety, and happy to open a clothing store. With your son's grades, it will not be a problem to go to a good university in Peking in two years, and you will have a beautiful wife in the future, and you will have a lovely grandson. But now........

Anyway, your life has been ruined, and you want to be loyal to the emperor, I understand and admire it. But what's wrong with your son? Why do you have to make him pay for your faith? ”

The expression on Boss He's face kept changing, sometimes gentle, sometimes hard, sometimes gritting teeth, sometimes smiling warmly, but his head was still shaking nervously.

Wu Zecheng sighed and continued:

"To be honest, we don't really want anything from you, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, Ono is dead anyway, and your comrades are dead. As for me, I just want to make a meritorious service and be promoted. As for you, just write a letter of repentance, and write two strokes if you know something, so that I can make a small contribution. What do you think? As long as you promise, I will spare your son. ”

"Really?" Boss He involuntarily asked.

"Of course, I vouch for my character, and you can write whatever you want, as long as it can make me make a small contribution. You don't have a bad colleague in the organization? How about you casually say a little minion, which will not delay the emperor's major affairs, nor affect his son, and can also take revenge? Anyway, Ono is dead, and you're suffering here, but letting those bastards be happy outside, why?!"

"Why~Why~What~~"

The three words "why" kept circling in the empty interrogation room, and the echoes kept shaking Boss He's eardrums, and his mouth opened and closed, but he just couldn't make a sound.

Wu Zecheng's little eyes were even more focused, a devilish smile appeared on his face, and he shouted violently:

"Tell me, who do you hate the most in the organization?!"

"Chira Miura! He's a jerk! Yaga! Boss He finally spoke.

"Where is he?" Wu Zecheng asked closely.

"He runs a musical instrument shop on Sichuan Road! Specializing in Western musical instruments! ”

Once he opened his mouth, Boss He couldn't stop anymore, he gushed about everything about that Miura Zhiliang, and even inadvertently came up with many other names, Wu Zecheng couldn't remember it from memory alone, he quickly picked up the pen and memorized it desperately.......

Liu Yiban outside the door smiled, and Ding Weizun also showed a complicated look on his face.

"Let's go, let's go back, Chief Ding."

The two of them listened at the door for a while, and Liu Yiban knew that this Boss He had basically been taken down.

The confession of a prisoner is the same as that of a smoker, this kind of thing is never just a little bit, as long as the first cigarette is smoked, it will be smoked the second cigarette, and it cannot be stopped.

"It seems that this Japanese is not so loyal and unyielding!" Ding Weizun said.

"They are all human beings, how can there be any unyielding loyalty? The main Japanese spy caught before committed suicide too quickly and resolutely! But as long as you don't die the first time, it's hard to make up your mind to die again! But! This Wu Zecheng still has a way. Liu Yiban said.

Ding Weizun nodded.

Liu Yiban walked up as if he was thinking about Wu Zecheng's performance just now.

Prisoners who refuse to confess often set up a negative object in their minds, but Wu Zecheng didn't ask the prisoner to say anything from the beginning, but made it clear that I don't want to hear anything, even if Boss He was tortured but wanted to pretend to confess and slow down, Wu Zecheng didn't give him a chance.

After staying up with him for a night, he suddenly threw out the news that Ono was dead, which shocked Boss He's heart, and then threatened his family to further shake his will, and then threw out a bait, so that Boss He began to have a sense of expectation that he could be relieved by saying something casually. In the end, the concept of successful stealing replaced the passive confession with the initiative not to make his enemies feel better, and suddenly pried open Boss He's mouth.

There are also various techniques such as skillful environment with the prisoner alone, seducing the prisoner's desire to confide.

The process is really more and more subtle the more I think about it, this Wu Zecheng is really a talent!

At least in terms of interrogation, at least he is much more competent than Director Lang in the torture room!

Talent! Definitely talent!

This Geng Chaozhong is leaving, and he still keeps a good talent for himself, which is really good!

It's a pity, I don't know if this Xiao Geng can come back safely from the Northeast this time!

Liu Yiban was pondering, and Ding Weizun next to him suddenly said:

"Section chief, I heard that this Wu Zecheng and Captain Geng used to be from the same police station?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Liu Yiban is a little strange.

"I think it's a little strange, how a small Sifang Road police station, do its best! Could it be that the feng shui of that place is good? I'll have to go sit down another day. Ding Weizun said with a smile.

Liu Yiban did not answer.

That's right!

This Sifang Road Police Station is really talented, first Geng Chaozhong, then this Wu Zecheng, and the original inspector Zhu Muyun, which is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp!

Liu Yiban's heart was suddenly a little puzzled, as if he had caught something. However, it seems that nothing has been caught.

Liu Yiban shook his head, feeling that he was still a little too careful.

Fighting brothers, fathers and sons, three heroes, this seems to be quite normal!

Besides, when I was in school, there was also this situation, in some classes, I did my best, and in some classes, no one came out!

It's strange to say, but if you think about it carefully, it's actually normal, after all, if a person makes a career, of course, he will give priority to promoting his classmates and fellow countrymen, so it seems that he is surrounded by talents. In fact, it is not necessarily that there is no talent in other places, or it may just be that there is no chance to emerge!

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