Xiang Wenhao and Wu Youmin were new members of the field team who were added by Boss Dai from the Zhejiang Provincial Police Academy to the field team at the request of Han Lin, and it was the first time to carry out such an important task.

Originally, Xu Yin wanted to personally go on the field to stun Xie Xiaoan, but Cao Jiandong considered that the field team would have more actions in the future, and the old team members could not always be in front, and as the personnel of the field team would continue to expand, this group of new team members who joined earlier would have to take the lead one after another and become the backbone of the entire field team intelligence network.

Xiang Wenhao was responsible for knocking the enemy unconscious, and Wu Youmin was responsible for locking the opponent's neck and covering the opponent's mouth, and the two worked together to complete this task.

"You are the second batch of members of the field team, this is your advantage, you are lucky to follow the boss to learn, you can be trained as a backbone, such an opportunity is very valuable, in the near future, you also have the opportunity to become a special team leader, yourself to support the work of a region."

"The nature of our secret service is not like that of ordinary military agencies, we can't mess around, and we need to be hard to strike iron, and if we don't have any real skills as a leader, it will be difficult to convince our subordinates." Xu Yinzheng said.

"Carefully check his clothes and take care of him, I will immediately report to the boss that the case of Teng Xiangdong's murder can be closed." Cao Jiandong said.

Han Lin came to Shanghai this time, most of the time he did not live at home, but lived in a hotel, he also considered his profession, which may bring danger to his family, and finding a place to live for a long time is also a must to do.

As the phone rang, he immediately sat up to answer the phone, while he was sleeping. He and Kagesa Zhenzhao are both intelligence officers, and they are very measured when they drink, and neither of them drinks much.

Hearing that Xie Xiaoan had been arrested, Han Lin looked at his watch, it was already past one o'clock, he told Cao Jiandong to get ready, he slept to recuperate, and then went to the freight yard for interrogation.

Wharf South Freight Yard Area.

At around 9 o'clock in the morning, Xie Xiaoan, who woke up, was gagged, wearing a black hood, and handcuffed, and was escorted by two agents to a temporary interrogation room, where the torture equipment sent by the headquarters to Shanghai is currently placed.

The location of the special team has not yet been found, so naturally there is no fixed place for interrogation, so Han Lin temporarily used the company's freight yard.

Xie Xiao'an, who had just taken off his hood and had some discomfort in his eyes, waited for more than ten seconds to regain his eyesight.

He sat in the electric chair, which was no stranger, his hands and feet were chained to the chair, and he noticed that the collar of his shirt had been torn off, indicating that people were experienced in the way Imperial agents committed suicide.

Two meters across from each other sits a battered long table with teacups and pen and paper, a box of Henry cigars and a kerosene lighter, and a black briefcase.

Behind the table was a sharp-eyed but gentle-looking young man in a suit and leather shoes, sitting on a chair reading a newspaper, and next to him there were two people in tunics, sitting on a bench with all the paint peeled off, smoking and drinking tea.

The room was small in size, the doors and windows were tightly closed, the light was blocked with a tarpaulin, and the roof was lit.

The torture instruments are placed in a mess, and you can see that it is a temporary place at a glance, but there are many common torture tools, even the soldering iron is burned red in the charcoal basin, and there is a steaming iron kettle in the basin.

The rag in his mouth was removed, and he took a deep breath.

What the hell is this situation?

Xie Xiaoan was ready to resist torture, but he waited for about ten minutes with a lot of courage, but as a result, none of the three people in the room spoke, as if he didn't exist.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, the door was pushed open, and a young man entered the room with a wooden board, at which time the young man in a suit and leather shoes stood up, opened his briefcase, and took out a stack of photographs, which were nailed to the wooden board one by one.

Seeing such a scene, Xie Xiaoan suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, as if these photos were a fatal threat to him.

"Xie Xiao'an, let's call you that for the time being, the name doesn't matter. I'm not going to play any psychological tactics with you, I'm just waiting for the props to come in, so that the interrogation process will be faster, so as not to waste my time, and I still have to go to the garrison headquarters to interrogate Gao Junfeng. ”

"Gao Junfeng didn't know, I knew from the beginning that he was a ghost in the regiment headquarters, and the reason why he was detained and not interrogated for a long time was because he was using him to fish. Teng Xiangdong's staff officer sacrificed his life for the country, but he did extremely important investigation work during his lifetime, but he was not a professional intelligence officer, miscalculated his ability, and did not have enough security awareness, so he was discovered by you and killed people. ”

"Don't look at me with suspicion, the chief of the military justice section of the security department, it's Gao Junfeng's downline, right? The documents of the regiment headquarters are also Gao Junfeng's downline, right? I dug up both of them, can Gao Junfeng's identity be hidden? Han Lin said lightly.

Although Xie Xiaoan didn't speak, his face suddenly turned pale.

Of course, he knew that the other party was not lying, and that the chief of the military law section of the security department and the clerk of the regimental headquarters were both subordinates of Gao Junfeng's development, and the secret service had files, because they had to pay them funds for their activities on time, and they were also paid a lot of money for the information provided.

"Take this board and let him see it, and he won't cry if he doesn't see the coffin!" Han Lin continued.

When Xie Xiaoan saw more than a dozen photos on the board, his head suddenly buzzed, Venus appeared in front of him, he felt the sky spinning, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood!

His biggest secret, the intelligence line he has built for the empire since he was on a mission in Shanghai, and all his hard work has been revealed by these photos without reservation.

Photos of him and all the secret joints of the inner line, these photos of the inner line and the new online joints, neatly lined up to mock him, and there is no shortage of one!

When it was over, Xie Xiaoan felt that all thoughts were lost, and his spirit completely collapsed. If it were possible, he would be willing to die with dignity and choose the traditional seppuku to commit suicide, he was sorry for the empire and the emperor, not only buried the entire intelligence line, but also killed the successor upline!

The reason why people didn't interrogate him in a hurry, used electric chairs and soldering irons on him, and forced him to confess, was not because they didn't think of how to interrogate, nor because they were worried about his bushido spirit, but because they really didn't have any questions to ask him!

"Speaking of which, I want to thank you, thank you for providing me with so much valuable information, the cattle are all sent, naturally not a rope is missing, don't mind answering me a few questions, right?" Han Lin picked up a cigar cigarette and walked up to him and asked.

"You say I gave you this information?" Xie Xiaoan was dumbfounded!

(End of chapter)