"Huh." Ichichiemon sneered again and said, "You are also very good, and you can even see through my methods." ”

Fan Keqin looked up into the other party's eyes and said, "A captain is really stubborn, and he is still trying to master the rhythm, but I just said it, I hate this, so I ask you again, who are your subordinates, and how can I contact them." Also, which spy group can you contact again? ”

Ichimen squinted his eyes again, stared at Fan Keqin and said, "Like you said, my group has been paralyzed, I guess, have you caught my men now?" Well, it should be Tsuruda-kun, peace palace-kun, right? ”

Fan Keqin nodded and said, "I really admire the spirit of a captain who doesn't give up." The anti-torture tactics are really good. But if you don't answer my question directly, I'll be upset with you. So...... Lao Jiang, let a captain show the heroism of a man. ”

"Yes!" Jiang Tianxiang glanced at a guard door fiercely, and first on the torture table, he picked up a small iron shackle that was one finger thick but had two holes, and an iron hook was attached below. Just look at his hands lightly, clicked, and became two petals.

After walking in front of a guard, he bent down, adjusted the back and forth of the two meatballs under the opponent's crotch, aligned them and closed them together, and made another click, locking his two meatballs from the roots.

Ichimen grinned, but still stared at Fan Keqin, silent.

Jiang Tianxiang turned around and came to the torture rack again, and picked up a stack of weighty iron stones with hooks. Then he returned to the front of a guard gate and threw it on the ground next to him with a clatter. Then he looked at a guard gate fiercely, gently slapped the other party's face with his hand, and said, "Aren't you a man?" Aren't you hard? Let's see how many you can hold on! ”

After speaking, as soon as he bent down, he picked up a palm-sized iron stone and hung it directly under the crotch of a guard. A guard's eyes opened to the maximum, but this guy's two meatballs were falling down by the iron stone, and he still didn't say a word.

Fan Keqin said, "A captain Shenwei, don't be afraid of these." As long as he doesn't speak, keep adding until he does. ”

"Understood!" Jiang Tianxiang said, squatted on the ground, picked up an iron stone again and hung it on the hook of the previous one.

At this time, a guard snorted, his eyes were split, and the grinding sound of salsa came from his throat, but he still held on.

Jiang Tianxiang sneered, picked up one again, and hung it up again with a click. I saw that his two meatballs were falling down from the keyhole, and they were already covered with high-bouncing blood vessels, and the folds of the outer skin had been completely stretched out, as if they had become transparent.

Before waiting for a guard to react, Jiang Tianxiang stretched out his left hand, and with a click, he actually hung another iron stone.

When Ichiemon landed this time, "Wow! He howled out his throat, grinned in pain, and shouted with a blue face, "Stop......, stop...... I say, I say. ”

Jiang Tianxiang looked back at Fan Keqin. The latter waved his hand and said, "Take it off." ”

Jiang Tianxiang nodded after hearing this, indicating that he understood. Then he reached out and took the four iron slams off the hook for him, but still kept the small iron shackles that had locked his two meatballs.

Seeing this, Fan Keqin didn't talk nonsense at all, and asked directly, "How many members are there?" Who are they? How can I find them? ”

Ichimen's mouth was open, and at this time he lost his domineering attitude just now, his eyes were like dead fish, panting, and said, "There are fourteen members in total, plus fifteen of me." Yukio Katori, alias Ni Dafeng; Nozawa Maru, pseudonym Yufumi; Goro Aso, pseudonym Fuji Xiaoting......"

As he spoke, Hua Zhang quickly recorded that there were a total of fourteen people, including Jiro Hiramiya and Taro Tsuruta.

Fan Keqin nodded and said, "Very good, what about their address?" ”

Ichichimon shook his head and said, "My order for them is to lurk, so even I don't know where they live." But I have a contact code with each of them. Nozawa Maru, the dead mailbox I gave him was, Lao Majia Inn, No. 135 Zhongshan Street, with the crack in the lower door on the left side as the benchmark, and behind the fourth brick on the left. With what I know about him, he should try his best to sneak into the old Ma's inn to work, so that it is not easy to be exposed. Or maybe he'll come every once in a while, at night, to get a signal. I made an appointment with him on the first day, third day, fifth day, seventh day of the week. This will reduce the number of times he checks his dead mailbox and reduce his risk; Yukio Katori's death mailbox is in the small garden of Hongting Road, on the bench to the left of the turtle monument statue, and on the right side, under the third wood orange from front to back, there is a groove......"

This time, Ichiemon explained in detail, although the pain just now has eased a lot, but just like in the past, as long as he opens his mouth, he will continue to explain.

Hua Zhang swiped and recorded the contact information between Ichiemon and his subordinates, and it was not until he said that he had spoken for nearly thirty minutes that he stopped writing.

Fan Keqin said again: "How do you contact the rest of the Japanese spy team?" What is the method? ”

Ichichimon glanced up at him and said, "I know what you mean, because I've only been in the local area for more than a month, so it's impossible for some of the dead mailbox methods I just mentioned to contact my subordinates to be established in such a short time." But don't doubt it, what I'm saying is true. Indeed, as you might expect, I was able to get in touch with two local teams, but the team that provided these contact details has been relocated from headquarters. I don't know where they went, this is a suggestion that I personally made to headquarters to protect my special assault team. Please trust me as well. ”

Fan Keqin nodded, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay to transfer away, tell me about what you know about this group." I'm talking about, all you know. ”

"Yes!" Ichijoemon said, "The leader of this group met with me at the headquarters, and his name is Masamune Kusa. Age unknown, but appears to be about thirty-eight or nine, nearly forty years old. It's less than 1.7 meters tall, but it's about the same. I really don't know the rest, I just handed over the information to him about the dead mail box he helped me have. And then I never saw it again. It was about two and a half months ago, when I was still thinking about the operation of the special attack team into the area. ”

Fan Keqin said, "What about the other spy team?" ”

Ichimen said, "My liaison Inatsui Kakuei, oh! That is, under the pseudonym Ma Junlu, who is responsible for contacting my various team members, including another intelligence team operating in the local area, but he is only in contact with a person named Yin Shengyang...... I guess this should be a pseudonym. It's also the way of dead mailbox, which is in the small square near Hanshui Road. If my special assault team needs information support, I will instruct Ma Junlu to go under the stone chair at the west exit of the small square and place the letter. After that, I check every three days, and the other party will reply to me regardless of whether they can provide me with information support or not. However, Ma Junlu will not meet with the other party, which is also a kind of confidentiality measure that I specially ordered. lest the other party be cracked and affect my special attack team. The other side should think the same way. It's just that I didn't expect ......," he sighed dejectedly at the end.

Fan Keqin said, "Where are your radio stations and codebooks?" ”

Hearing this, Ichiamon raised his head and said, "These are all in the custody of Ma Junlu, I won't touch these." I was only responsible for planning operations, giving orders, and commanding some of the work. But I guess the radio station and the codebook should have been where he lived. Moreover, the funds for the activity were handed over to me and Ma Junlu, and I analyzed that the money was also hidden in the house in Hanshui Hutong. ”

Fan Keqin snuffed out the cigarette butt and said, "Captain Yi, you'd better be honest." Now that you have already explained it, you have to explain it to me clearly. ”

Ichiamon shook his head again and again, and said, "No, I definitely didn't lie to you. ”

Fan Keqin said coldly, "Then why didn't you say it from beginning to end, through whom did you get your bomb?" Well? Don't tell me you picked it up yourself. ”

"Don't worry, since I've already said it, you can verify it." I'm not lying to you, as for the timing device on the bomb, I bought it from the black market, and I used a chemical, liquid detonator, which I got from local hospital garbage, universities, etc., ......"

As he explained, Fan Keqin compared the map range he had explored before. I found that the place he said was consistent with the schools and hospitals within the scope of my previous circle. And the Changlong electrical material store explained by Ichijo Gate can also be right.

So Fan Keqin struck while the iron was hot again, and asked some details, such as when and where he got something. And again where to assemble the bomb and so on. Ichimon also answered one by one.

Fan Keqin, who was not at ease, broke the order again, jumped out, and suddenly asked a few questions he had answered before, and the other party answered them perfectly. That's when I put my mind at ease.

Because Fan Keqin was very detail-oriented, it took nearly seven or eight hours from the time he returned from arrest and the beginning of the interrogation to the end. Huazhang recorded a small drop of paper, and this is the end.

Ordered Jiang Tianxiang to escort the kid back to the cell. Fan Keqin and Hua Zhang went upstairs. When he arrived at the office, Hua Zhang put the confession on Fan Keqin's desk and said, "Section chief, these subordinates of Yiweimen, when will we do it?" ”

Fan Keqin said: "We don't know the addresses of these people, but fortunately, there are ways to contact the dead mailbox." Not today, it's a little late, tomorrow, I'll arrange it in detail, let your team leader be responsible for delivering the dead mailbox, and take down this gang. Then he raised his eyes and looked at Hua Zhang, and said, "What about you, is the plan ready?" ”

Note: "Please pay attention to the book friends, this author begs you to smash me to death with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, begging for death, begging for death!" ”