A secret interrogation is going on in the secret service, presided over by Nobi, who works as the acting director, and the interrogation target is the arrested Lao Qiu. After he was imprisoned, the secret services searched his home and the library where he worked with extraordinary detail, and even within a month, the places he had visited more than twice were turned upside down.

No matter how safe the data repository is, it can't withstand such a search, and soon, all the Yan'an documents he hid were turned over and presented to Yebi's desk one by one. The latter spent three days and nights looking through the papers, and finally read them all.

"You have done a lot of work," he does not speak Chinese, so he asked for an additional translator for the conversation with Lao Qiu. ”

The person was also to be handed over to the consulate, and no visible scars could be seen outside the body, and a dying person could not be given to Zuo Boying. Because of the above concerns, Yebi is very polite to Lao Qiu, and can even be called kind words.

"I want to know who your subordinates are," Nobi asked him, "and based on these documents, I found that you don't have just one subordinate. ”

Lao Qiu did not make a heroic and unyielding appearance, he knew that Yebi did not have the right to execute his life, so he said: "What good can I do if I confess?" ”

After the translator translated in the center, everyone involved in the interrogation was stunned. They had arrested many underground parties in Yan'an or Chongqing, and even if they wanted to defect, they had to go through some torture before they could let go.

"I know the current situation of the deputy director, don't say anything about glory and wealth, even my life, you can't promise me this life." The old man bent his waist and spoke, no mockery, no contempt, just calmly stating a reality.

Yebi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "It's a smart person." ”

He got up from behind the table, walked around to him, and patted him on the patched shoulder: "I can promise you life, if you tell me the most important secret." You know my situation so well, you should know what your secret can bring me...... Don't say a life at that time, those fine clothes and food, glory and wealth, I can still promise you. ”

The old man fell silent, as if to think about how credible his words were. Nobi was very prepared for this interrogation, and there were not only people in charge of recording at the scene, but even audio recordings.

After a long time, an old sigh sounded in the interrogation room: "What do you want to know?" ”

Yebi's spirit was shocked, and he quickly asked: "Your name and codename." ”

"I ...... His name is Qiu Yue, and his code name is Jing Rope. His answer was filled with a sense of powerlessness, no different from those who could not resist the torture and had no choice but to defect.

Nobi continued to ask, "Identity." ”

"Yan'an Underground Organization, Head of the Binhai Contact Point."

Nobi glanced at the recorder, who was proficient in both Chinese and Japanese Chinese, so the transcript was also written in both Chinese and Japanese.

"What are you primarily responsible for?"

Qiu Yue replied hoarsely: "Transmit military information and arrange assassination." ”

His head hung down, his neatly combed hair was a little frizzy, and a layer of sweat floated on his forehead, and the sweat stuck some gray hair on his face, looking embarrassed and depressed.

"You've had all those assassination missions arranged?"

He said several names, some successful and some failed, and even took over the assassination of Fang Fei himself, and then mixed a name into it: "Talk about competition." ”

Yebi slammed all his movements, and only spoke after a while: "Talk about competition? ”

"Well, Tan Jing," Qiu Yue said, "after his death, the newspapers under our control will immediately launch a public opinion war on the coast, exposing his private dealings with you, and making him notorious." ”

Yebi sneered: "What private deal does he have with us?" ”

"The head of the special high section of the consulate police station, isn't it a private transaction?" Qiu Yue raised his head and glanced at him, "I know that he also has a private connection with your director. ”

Nobi said: "You know very well. ”

Qiu Yue was unmoved by the mocking tone hidden in his question, and still spoke calmly: "I sent someone to keep an eye on him, in order to grasp his travel trajectory, and formulate an assassination strategy." ”

"When did you start staring at him? How many people were used? Where are you staring? Where are the actions recorded? ”

Nobi's questions begin to be nuanced and aggressive, a common tactic used during interrogations. It's easy to make up a lie, but it's hard to make up all aspects of that lie seamlessly.

"Your people," replied Joviet, "your internal people." ”

There was silence in the interrogation room, everyone looked at each other, and even the translator couldn't help but glance at Yebi.

But he was not disturbed by Qiu Yue's answer at all, but stared at Qiu Yue's eyes and continued to ask: "Inside the consulate, or inside the secret service?" ”

The eyes in the interrogation room were all fixed on Qiu Yue, and under the dim light, the atmosphere in the room was so oppressive that it was almost breathless. No one cared about the inner ghost in the consulate, they were all waiting with bated breath for a name from the secret service.

"I warn you, sir," added Nobi before Joo Yue spoke, "you are responsible for your words, and if the name is made up casually or deliberately framed, then ......"

Qiu Yue cracked his mouth and laughed silently, seemingly unmoved by Nobi's threat, and a hissing breath came out of his throat, as if a mouthful of thick phlegm was stuck in the throat chakra.

"Which name would you like to hear? Deputy Director? Qiu Yue spoke in a hoarse voice, with some mockery in his tone, "To be honest, I don't know the name of that person, he is not our person, just our partner, who sells us useful information and then gets paid accordingly." As a guarantee of the safety of both parties, I don't know his name, he doesn't know who I am, we just call each other by a code name. ”

"What codename?" Yebi asked the question for everyone who was about to move, "What reward?" ”

"Fame and fortune," Qiu Yue smiled and spit out these four words, "Isn't it these four words the option to buy people's hearts and minds for my use in the whole world?" As for the person's code name......"

He paused for a moment and replied lightly, "The bells." ”

Nobi's expression was calm, not in the slightest confusion by his pretentious answer, and further confirmed: "Is this friend from the secret service, or from the consulate?" ”

"I don't know," Qiu Yue spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "I have some speculations about him, but in order not to mislead you, it is better not to say it." ”

"Please speak up, will it be misled, that's my business."

The atmosphere that had been relaxed was suppressed together, but Joe Yue noticed a movement from Nobi - he went to turn off the tape recorder.

Qiu Yue looked at him and said in a low voice, "He once told me that Jino Miangu was also investigating the competition, and gave me a copy of his investigation record. ”

Needless to say, this incident is enough to show the outcome of the guess.

With a pensive look on his face, Nobi returned to his desk and flipped through the stack of papers, which contained a hand-copied itinerary of all the actions of Tan Jing in a day.

Yebi pulled out the page and gave it to Qiu Yue: "Only this one?" ”

"Only this one page is useful, so only this one page is left."

Nobi looked at the contents of the page carefully, and put it back on the desk: "Tan Jing will go to the library every week, what is he going to do?" ”

"Attend a book club."

Yebi sneered: "He's under your nose, you haven't noticed anything abnormal?" I know you deal with a lot. ”

Qiu Yue replied without the slightest hesitation: "He doesn't know my identity, what can he do with me?" It's nothing more than this: 'Where's the book?' And so on, but he ...... with those students."

He said with an inexplicable laugh and shook his head.

Yebi suddenly became nervous: "He and those students? ”

"All day long with those students shouting and shouting at you Japanese, his good reputation as a neutral journalist was baked by those students."

Nobi didn't realize that his original interrogation line of thought had been completely distorted by Qiu Yue, and he asked Qiu Yue the questions he wanted him to ask, thinking according to the established lines of thought in those questions. The reason he said to Qi Chuan Shun could not buy more or less time for the secret service, and Zuo Boying would soon come over to pick up people.