When the day dawned, the Japanese puppet spies began to torture to extract confessions again, and they escorted Liu Zifeng into the torture room. Takamura Takanori, the head of the Japanese army's secret service, personally came to supervise the operation, and he was determined to open a gap from Liu Zifeng's mouth.

Torture began. The spies first tied up Liu Zifeng and whipped him. Seeing that Liu Zifeng gritted his teeth and was silent, the cruel spy began the punishment of "dotting plum blossoms" again.

The spy thugs put 18 copper dollars in the coal fire and burned them red, then picked them up with pliers, put them on the muscles of the bound prisoners, arranged in the shape of plum blossoms, and the red copper dollars burned into blood blisters on the human flesh, and then put the cold ones on the coal fire, and replaced them one after another. Liu Zifeng fainted in pain. The agents splashed him with cold water to wake him up.

Tamura Chongze sat in the torture room, watching the spies tie Liu Zifeng to the bench, a pair of medical surgical forceps, pinched Liu Zifeng's nail cover, and then slowly uprooted, because the speed of pulling was fast and slow, and the sharp pain caused Liu Zifeng to let out a cry like the beast being torn again and again.

Ten fingers to heart. Liu Zifeng died several times.

Whenever he was on the verge of life and death, and at the moment of ambiguity, another Japanese military doctor wearing white gloves came in. The Japanese military doctor couldn't help frowning when he looked at Liu Zifeng, who was beaten to death. His hands trembled, and after picking up the syringe and inhaling the potion, he injected it into Liu Zifeng's body, instantly making him sober again, so that he could be placed in a cruel purgatory every moment. The severe pain tore Liu Zifeng's nerves, and he let out bursts of screams.

The spy smiled and said, "What's the matter, don't you say it!" ”

"Let me say something, I don't know anything!" Liu Zifeng trembled in pain.

"You can think about it slowly, what I have is time!" The Japanese medic vigorously ripped off one of his fingernails.

After Liu Zifeng screamed, his perception began to be confused and dreamy, which was exactly what Takamura wanted. He knew that his "seduction and torture" had entered the substantive stage, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

At this time, the iron door of the interrogation room was opened again, and Consul General Uchida suddenly walked in. Oshima Nishikawa, who followed behind, Oshima Nishikawa's face frowned, revealing a hint of worry.

Tamura Chongze was shocked, and secretly thought: Why did Uchida come, I'm afraid that he will come to grab the fruit again, this old fox. He cursed in his heart, but his face stood up quietly, and he was about to say hello, but Uchida waved to stop him.

Nei Tian came straight to Liu Zifeng, and there was disdain in his eyes.

Uchida sat down, ordered the doctor to inject another injection of hallucinogens into Liu Zifeng, and said softly: "We have deciphered the telegram you sent." Now give you a chance to follow the Imperial Japanese Army, why bother to work for them!

Uchida wastes no time in throwing out an emotional bait to guide him to tell the truth.

"They're good to me, much better than you!" Liu Zifeng whispered dreamily.

Uchida leaned into his ear and said, "But they have betrayed you and told us everything about you." ”

Liu Zifeng said finely: "The boss is good to us, why do you want to betray us?" ”

Consul General Uchida continued to induce him to say: The boss said that you cheated on him, and you carried him upstairs to .......

Liu Zifeng whispered: I went upstairs to pick up the machine, went downstairs, and stole it... Get out...

Uchida was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly leaned his head on Liu Zifeng's ear again.

Liu Zifeng said intermittently: Go outside... To give... Clap... Photos, I made some private money, I was too tight on hand... No way...

Uchida asked in a low voice: Who did you take pictures of?

Liu Zifeng said in a weak voice: One wants to... Die... of people, too... No... Know......

Uchida asked again: What about the radio?

Liu Zi's atmosphere is like a gossamer: from the warehouse... Stealing... Take... Come out...

Liu Zifeng struggled and gasped, as if he was burned by fire, and nightmares were constantly reincarnating, and it looked like he was about to die.

Takanori Tamura ordered the military doctor to inject hallucinogens again, but Uchida stopped him.

Uchida stood up and re-examined Liu Zifeng, his nails all fell off, and the tips of his ten fingers turned into ten small puddles of blood. Two phalanges had been broken, and the whip soaked in salt water had been saluted, and from top to bottom, he was completely skinless.

Uchida looked at Liu Zifeng, and his eyes suddenly became complicated and lost.

But Oshima Nishikawa's eyes welled up with a hint of moisture, and his feelings became very complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was sympathy or admiration......

Uchida waved his hand, and several Japanese puppet policemen opened Liu Zifeng's rope and carried him down the long corridor to the prison cell where he was being held.

Along the way, many arrested people looked at Liu Zifeng from the prison door, and when they saw Liu Zifeng's miserable state, they couldn't help but become angry and admired.

The two Japanese puppet policemen threw Liu Zifeng into the prison cell, turned around and locked the door.