"Ahhh The sudden sharp pain made Ono's eyeballs bulge forward all of a sudden, and tears of pain flowed uncontrollably.

With a mouth full of blood, all of a sudden, his face was hideous.

"Isn't it refreshing to inhale without teeth? Physically, this is called expanding the area of oxygen uptake, and oxygen keeps your mind clear. ”

Zhou Qinghe aimed at the residual tooth and knocked again.

Syllable.

"Ahh Another scream.

Zhou Qinghe picked up two iron sticks as chopsticks, pinched out the broken teeth in his mouth, and put them in front of Ono to show him: "No more, no less, eight." ”

At this moment, Ono looked at the teeth in front of him, his body couldn't help spasming and shaking, his fists were clenched, and he endured it very hard.

"It's just started, don't worry, it doesn't hurt to extract a tooth so quickly." Zhou Qinghe glanced at him with very strange eyes, as if to say, how could the warriors of the empire not even be able to stand this kind of pain, the main thing was a mockery.

Take out the newspaper and just suck the blood out of your mouth.

"Is there onion water?"

"There is no water, there are raw onions in the cafeteria."

"It's just right, fresh, Ono, it's cheap for you."

Zhou Qinghe took the onion, picked a scalpel and slashed it, and threw it directly into Ono's mouth.

The spicy smell suddenly filled his mouth, and Ono already felt the sensation of toothache, and strong stimuli began to emerge in his brain suddenly.

Then I saw Zhou Qinghe come over and began to help him squeeze the juice.

"Come brother, help."

With one hand pressing his head and the other pressing his chin, Ono's mouth opened, and then someone manually closed it.

Boom, the big tooth bites, and the rich juice bursts out from the delicious onion, instantly infiltrating the entire mouth, and then flowing onto the exposed tooth nerve.

Ono's body stiffened violently as if it had been pointed.

In an instant, his pupils dilated, and a vicious 'ah' scream popped out, and the entire face of his face visibly turned red, and his whole body kept shaking as if it had been electrified.

"Stuff it back and go on."

The military police slapped Ono in the mouth, resolutely preventing him from spitting out the onion.

The huge onion slices are coiled in the mouth, and I can't spit it out, I dare not chew it, and I can't swallow it.

"Keep chewing."

Zhou Qinghe's calm voice came out, he had seen a lot of pain, and he couldn't die, Ono had already earned it.

If you come here in this life and this life, if you don't serve this spy uncle well, then isn't he crossing in vain?

Ono's mouth was under the control of the military police, up and down.

The spicy taste constantly stirred his nerves, and the pain went through his face to his brain.

Bloating pain, swelling.

He didn't know why he came, he couldn't think of anything, he forgot everything, he just wanted to die now.

Demons, this is a demon!

The magnitude of the violent resistance was so great that even the two adult military policemen couldn't hold him down.

And the roar of pain made his tears mixed with roars, his pupils were about to burst, his feet kicked wildly, and his imprisoned hands kept beating the handrails.

He wanted to talk.

He was wrong, he was really wrong, it turned out that the torture was so painful, it turned out that the pain of being whipped was really just a drizzle.

The military and police couldn't stand it, the gas of the onion had already floated out, and even standing next to it, they all felt spicy.

"Stop."

Zhou Qinghe raised his hand, "Want to say it?" ”

Ono's brain was already swollen and about to explode, and it was as if someone was punching in his brain, and he couldn't think of anything.

His eyes were glazed, his whole body was sweating, and the pain in his brain made him even nod his head a little.

"That's right, otherwise there are more than twenty teeth, and there will be many crimes."

Zhou Qinghe threw his gloves down, got up and said, "Section chief, he's quite interesting." ”

Gu Zhiyan and the prison warden duo behind closed their slightly open mouths and swallowed.

Talent, Gu Zhiyan found that he wanted to get to know Zhou Qinghe again.

He came today just to show Zhou Qinghe the cruelty of the interrogation room.

After all, doctors in the past were all treating diseases and saving people, and there is always a change of mentality, and there are also those who can't stand this kind of scene.

But... Are doctors so ruthless now?

It turns out that the two military doctors in Corey were born and can only prescribe medicine for colds?

Why did I think this person would sympathize with the day?

It only took a few minutes to pry the person's mouth open, and it was really a non-injury.

Tooth extraction is not counted, there is a way that a toothache is not a disease, and there is no injury on the body.

"Qinghe." Gu Zhiyan patted Zhou Qinghe's shoulder, and held back a sentence for a long time: "I will definitely give you credit." ”

"Thank you, section chief."

"Uh-huh, let's talk about it, Ono, huh?"

Gu Zhiyan walked up to Ono and found that Ono was in a slightly wrong state.

The onion was made to make him vomit out.

But Ono still had his mouth open, saliva and blood mixed out, and his head was still pushing hard, as if he wanted to find a feeling of hitting a wall.

"Hey." Gu Zhiyan slapped Ono's face, and Ono screamed.

"Maybe the sequelae are a bit big, the sudden impact makes his brain a little confused, it's not a big deal, just slow down."

Zhou Qinghe explained, this can't be helped, the toothache won't get better for a while, and you have to wait for the spicy smell of the onion to dissipate.

Gu Zhiyan laughed speechlessly and said, "Help him gargle, prison warden, bring a sulfonamide powder."

Ono, cooperate well, our secret service will not treat you very much, give you medicine, and keep you from dying, otherwise you will go to prison with this injury, and according to what the doctor said, your whole body will fester. ”

The prison warden brought a sulfonamide powder, and Gu Zhiyan slowly medicated his whipping wound with his own hands.

Zhou Qinghe's eyes were sharp, and he saw Section Chief Gu with his back to everyone, and when he signed to get the sulfonamide powder, while the warden didn't pay attention, the sulfonamide powder went into Section Chief Gu's black leather bag.

And in Section Chief Gu's hand, there was another extra sulfonamide powder.

It's as if nothing happened.

After taking the medicine, rinsing his mouth, and having time to relax, Ono finally sobered up.

Waved off the redundant personnel, leaving Zhou Qinghe and Section Chief Gu, and Ono began to speak.

"I am Nanjing in the 22nd year of the Republic of China, and I was recruited into the Black Dragon Society as a peripheral member in the 23rd year of the Republic of China......"

"I have access to data from cargo terminals.

They are the ones who let me collect customer information about the trading companies that deal with them, which company the port landed goods belong to, and the content of the stored goods. ”

"I write down the messages I write down on a slip of paper, and every week someone comes to contact me, and then I make regular payments to my bank account, and that's it."

"I'm really not a spy!"

Ono also felt wronged.

"The Black Dragon Society's secret service has recorded that a Japanese underworld with serious militaristic ideology is mainly active in Shanghai, and the Shanghai district is overwhelmed by them."

Gu Zhiyan was afraid that Zhou Qinghe would not be clear, so he explained.

"I know about this organization, and this organization has specialized schools in Japan."

Zhou Qinghe's memory of staying in Japan has the information of this organization, and I have heard that the very fanatical underworld contributed money and efforts to contribute to the invasion, and the main focus was an early investment, and obtained long-term benefits after the invasion and colonization.