Chapter Thirty-Seven: Punishment for the Devil

"Yamada Ichiro, a few days ago, Wushengguan captured a group of 500 troops, and I heard that they were sent to Wuhan, you know?"

In the stronghold of the military commander, Gao Quan sat on the Taishi chair with Jiro's legs crossed, while Ichiro Yamada stood in the middle of the room awkwardly. Next to him were the ill-intentioned eyes of Biaozi and others, who scanned Yamada Ichiro from head to toe countless times.

"Nope." Ichiro Yamada subconsciously wanted to deny it. This is the top secret of their Wuhan Mei organ, and it cannot be leaked!

"After thinking about it, you can talk about it, but you will have to suffer if you talk nonsense." Gao Quan's words were still careless. He is not in a hurry, anyway, the people are already in his hands, and he doesn't believe that this little devil can live in his hall!

"Maybe there is, my authority is not very high, I haven't heard of this." Now Yamada Ichiro really wants to convince these Chinese that he is just a small person and does not know too much. It's better if these people let him go and go to the really big guys.

"You are Shaozuo, Shaozuo's authority is not high? Did you capture the commander of the 500th Army? After Gao Quan said this, the corners of the mouths of the people in the room all smiled. As for me, I hate you devils very much. Since you say you don't know what we want to know. So, that means you're useless to me, aren't you? ”

Yamada Ichiro's heart trembled, and he heard a hint of ominous meaning from Gao Quan's words. "I worked! I know many secrets in the Japanese army. I know all about the deployment of Japanese troops and weapons in Wuhan! "Even if we get the detailed map of the Japanese army's defense in Wuhan, if the Chinese army wants to capture Wuhan, it is impossible at present, and Yamada is not afraid to use these as bargaining chips to save his life.

"No, no, no, I just want to know the whereabouts of the captured officers and soldiers of the 500th Army, and you should not tell me other information that is too important, lest I have to work hard to report it after I hear it. Let's discuss something, you see if this is good, you just don't confess, lest you tell the truth, I still have to worry about planning to save people. Not to mention the danger, he still struggles, and it doesn't do me much good personally. If you don't say anything, I'll torture you in all sorts of ways. In this way, you can keep the secret of your Japanese army, and I can also have fun from torturing you, I don't have to risk saving people, and you can't die, neither of us is in danger of life, the best of both worlds, what do you think? ”

Yamada Ichiro's heart trembled, and his gaze at Gao Quan was suddenly filled with fear. This man is a pervert! There are many such perverts in the torture chambers of the Mei Agency, they love to torture people, and listening to the painful cries of prisoners is their greatest enjoyment. I can't imagine that there are such people among the Chinese!

Gao Quan stood up, walked up to Yamada Ichiro with a smile, and looked at this devil who pretended to be very strong, with a mocking smile on his face.

Ichiro Yamada struggled not to look at the sinister smile on Gao Quan's face, his eyes staring straight ahead, barely maintaining his composure. In fact, now his heart is beating very fast, and he has a feeling that he is about to jump out of his throat, and it took a lot of effort to keep his legs standing straight without trembling.

"Good, you're brave. I'm a big fan of brave people. After Gao Quan finished speaking, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Yamada Ichiro's right hand. Yamada Ichiro was so frightened that he tried to retract his hand, but he was obviously not as strong as Commander Gao's hand, both hands were used, and the hand that Gao Quan grabbed him still didn't mean to let go at all. "I've heard that it's very popular in Japan to assert your ambitions, so let's play this little game first."

As he spoke, Gao Quan stretched out his other hand, and Director Hong, who was standing next to him, immediately handed over a small flying knife with willow leaves! The little flying knife was really small, no more than five or six centimeters long, it looked bright, like a toy, as if the edges were not too sharp, only the tip of the knife in front looked very sharp. This thing flies out to stab people, not for peeling and cutting meat, and it doesn't need to be cut at all. Gao Quan glanced at Hong Yingying, and the corners of his mouth squeezed out an arc that he didn't know what it meant, "I want a dagger!" ”

"Oh." Director Hong is good at this, he knows that he can change his mistakes, and he doesn't have the slightest temper. After putting away the small flying knife, he replaced Gao Quan with a dagger more than 20 centimeters long.

This is the real murder weapon, more than ten centimeters long on both sides of the blade can feel the slightest chill, the thinnest edge, comparable to hair. After Gao Quan got the dagger, he took Yamada Ichiro's hand and walked forward a few steps quickly, standing in front of the Eight Immortals table, "Smack!" Suddenly, he slapped Ichiro Yamada on the table, "Wow! With a bang, the knife fell in his hand, and Ichiro Yamada's little finger was separated from the entire palm!

"Hmm!" Yamada Ichiro gritted his teeth so that he didn't scream, how to say that the senior cadres of the secret service have also received a certain amount of training, and they can still barely control themselves from shouting. However, the extent of this pain was still greatly beyond Yamada Shaosa's expectations, so much so that a layer of beads of sweat as big as mung beans instantly oozed from the door of Shosa's head.

"Well, yes, Ichiro Yamada, your perseverance is still amazing! So, since you don't feel how painful it is, I'll take care of you, and let's move on to the game of cutting your fingers. As soon as the words stopped, the knife rose and fell, and another section of Yamada Ichiro's left ring finger detached from the palm!

"Ah——! I say! Please, don't cut it, I said it! Ichiro Yamada never thought that his will would be so weak, and he actually told the truth with only two fingers. Originally, according to his own prediction, he would have to cut it to four or five before he confessed out of consideration for his future life.

"They were held in the gendarmerie prison in Wuchang. Since in the early interrogation, it was known that one of them was the brigade commander of the 500th Army, so the Mei organ attached great importance to this group of people and wanted to ask more secrets about the 500th Army from the mouth of the brigade commander, so the level of detention of them was also very high! ”

After Yamada Ichiro began to confess, someone came over and began to bandage this devil's hand, can't he let this devil bleed to death before the work is finished?

"At your level, can you reach that brigade commander?" Gao Quan's voice still sounded like an ancient well, but in fact, his heart had already turned over the pot! How could Qian Sixi's identity be exposed? Was it because he couldn't bear the torture and blew up his identity to keep him alive, or did the others suffer but recruited him? Looks like their gang has suffered a lot this time!

"Yes, I'm in charge of compiling the confessions. However, I was not involved in torture! Suddenly finding that the fierce god next to him had a different vision, the unlucky Yamada Ichiro hurriedly emphasized loudly that he was innocent. Those people are strong, true warriors! If it weren't for someone who called the brigade commander while unconscious, we really didn't know that there was an officer with the rank of general this time. Seeing that Gao Quan's face softened, Yamada Ichiro hurriedly flattered and said good things about those people.

"I want you to take us there, okay?"