Chapter 69: Buying Lives

Now that people have entered the secret service, there are no more than three results.

One is to die in the interrogation room, the second is to be imprisoned as a die-hard after the interrogation, and the third is to speak.

Let's not talk about talking about it first, there will be results tonight, and it will be time to speak overnight if you can't bear it.

If you don't speak, is there a way to get someone out of the secret service?

The next thing that worries the Red Party should be this matter.

Originally, when he was outside, he was going to fool Qi Wei to send Lao Wang to the hospital, so that the Red Party had room to rescue.

Thinking about it, Gu Zhiyan also had this idea, and asked Qi Wei to directly hit the heavy hand in his words, this person is dying, but he has a life.

But now Qi Wei insisted on sending it in for one night first, and Gu Zhiyan's heavy hand suggestion was also directly rejected, and he was ready to boil it slowly.

It's too difficult to save it.

Just thinking about it, I knew that it was too difficult, and I had never heard of a Red Party who could walk out after entering the interrogation room.

A hospital-like assault would certainly not be possible.

In Nanjing's assault on the secret service, it was pure death, and if it succeeded, the principal would have a nightmare.

Exchange learning from Japanese hostage exchange is a way to get out alive.

If Lao Wang is a diehard, Zhou Qinghe feels that the exchange is still possible.

After all, the information is time-sensitive, and after a day, the matter of the bakery will be known to the whole city, in fact, if Lao Wang doesn't open his mouth tonight, it won't be too valuable to open the information tomorrow.

Therefore, there is also a default rule for intelligence officers to be arrested, if they want to speak, they must hold out for 24 hours before speaking, giving others time to survive.

But the Red Party may not have enough chips in their hands to exchange.

Boss Dai may not accept it.

Even if it is exchanged, who can be exchanged?

Whoever is Boss Dai must collect it.

Tie up Qi Wei?

Is Qi Wei worth anything in the eyes of Boss Dai?

Zhou Qinghe looked at Qi Wei's back, Qi Wei seemed to turn around inadvertently, and asked, "What's wrong?" I have something in me. ”

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "I can't figure it out, how did you find the Red Party, I can't figure it out if I want to break my head, it's uncomfortable." ”

"Hahaha, I'll tell you when I say it."

"Okay, don't worry about it, I have to go see my guests, let's go."

"Well, wait for the good news."

There is a risk in kidnapping Qi Wei, Qi Wei is the head of the Operations Section, and his skills should be good, so don't make a few more mistakes for the Red Party.

And it's also easy to anger Boss Dai.

Zhou Qinghe shook his head after thinking about it.

Is there any other way?

Start with demand.

Dai Boss loves money.

Money.

The Red Party is too poor.

Secondly, what Boss Dai values most is to get the principal's praise and expand the strength of the secret service, if something can make Boss Dai feel very interested, it is of great value.

The safety of the principal.

Huangpu Road!

Zhou Qinghe raised his eyebrows, what is Huangpu Road's plan?

Was it an assassination of the principal?

He remembered what Wang Yong had said.

Wang Yong was born in the military, and when he saw He Xiaofeng observing the whereabouts of various institutions, the first thing he thought of was attacking, blasting, or assassinating.

He Xiaofeng is indeed a master of action, if he really came to plan a large-scale operation and planned for more than a month, then this action must have come from the authorization of the higher authorities.

Now that he is dead, this operation will never stop, but will send another leader to continue the operation.

If you can dig up this information, as long as the action is destructive enough, such as blowing up the Huangpu Military Academy, or assassinating the principal!

Let things be dangerous enough, so that Boss Dai can show his face enough in front of the principal, use the Japanese as a bargaining chip, and let the Red Party come forward to have a private deal with Boss Dai

Thinking about it from another perspective, if Zhou Qinghe is Boss Dai and has such a red party in his hands, and there are high-level red party leaders who have a credit that is enough to show his face, then he will definitely change.

The value of a Red Party will not be great after tonight, but if a large-scale operation is succeeded by the Japanese, it will be a matter of losing its head, and even if the headmaster does not die, the secret service will have to be criticized.

The clue was broken by Qi Wei, Wang Yong has He Xiaofeng's investigation record, this matter is operated, as an introduction, to scare Boss Dai.

By the way, let Qi Wei take the blame again, after all, it was he who caused the trouble, if it weren't for him, how could the case that should have been solved by Zhou Qinghe be used by the Red Party as a quid pro quo?

There's room for manipulation.

What is missing now is a plan of action for the Japanese.

According to Zhou Qinghe's inference about He Xiaofeng, He Xiaofeng watched others, which means that he is a superior, and he may be the only one who has the entire plan of action.

He Xiaofeng is dead, this is not easy to take.

No, you don't need to know the content of the plan, you just need to make Boss Dai think that this is an assassination operation, and that's enough.

How is it that a person, wearing a Japanese military uniform, holding a Japanese spear, and speaking Japanese, is not a Japanese soldier?

It's much simpler, the Japanese plus the plan, enough.

Plans can be given a try.

No matter how Boss Dai operates, it is a way to solve it after all.

"I'm already a dead man, whether you can live or not depends on whether your life is hard or not."

Zhou Qinghe was willing to help him work hard.

He walked briskly to Wang Yong's interrogation room.

He Xiaofeng is dead, but someone is still alive.

Zhou Qinghe needs a few Japanese names, preferably Japanese spies themselves.

In the interrogation room.

Wu Ziyue had been tied to a wooden frame.

What are you doing with me, I'm a British businessman or something.

Wang Yong had already beckoned, took the whip with salt water, and whipped it hard, but in just a few strokes, blood marks were already reflected on Wu Ziyue's clothes.

"Section Chief."

"Hmm."

Zhou Qinghe walked in.

"How's it going?"

"I kept begging for mercy and refused to say it." Wang Yong's side has just begun, and he is still warming up, and there is time for the long night.

It's just the next sentence of the section chief, which made him not calm.

Zhou Qinghe smiled lightly: "You have such a gentle temper in the army? ”

"It's over, you caused me to be scolded by the section chief."

Wang Yong understood, and began to increase the intensity.

His fingers pressed on Wu Ziyue's fingernails and lifted them all over.

"Uhh A high-pitched scream sounded, and Wu Ziyue's face instantly distorted.

"To say or not to say?" Wang Yong pinched his fingers without fingernails and yelled at him.

Wu Ziyue's face was pale, and beads of sweat flowed down his face, and he shivered.

"What do you want me to say? I don't know? ”

"Pretty bearable, huh? Looks like you're missing."

"I'll come."

Zhou Qinghe stepped forward and patted Wang Yong's back and motioned him to get out of the way, Zhou Qinghe was not in the mood to accompany him today.

"Section Chief, I'm just getting started." Wang Yong was in a hurry, he had just started this, how could he be robbed.

Zhou Qinghe didn't care about him, just glanced at Wu Ziyue, met his eyes, and then pulled out a scalpel from the table next to him.

"I'm a doctor, a surgeon."

"Ling Chi, have you heard of it? In ancient times, it was called an inch, and now it is called a thousand cuts, and it is a small piece of scraping. ”

The blade in Zhou Qinghe's hand slashed across Wu Ziyue's arm.

Wu Ziyue didn't react yet, he only felt a slight coldness in his arm, and there was an extra piece of flesh and blood on the blade in front of him, and the pain came.

"Ahhh He shouted and sighed.

But this pain is much easier to endure than fingernails, which is the pain of cutting off a piece of flesh.

"Doesn't it hurt too much?

Ling Chi's original intention was not to be painful, but to make people wait for death in one knife after another, each knife became more desperate than the other, and each knife was more regretful than the other.

Three thousand six hundred knives, after scraping, the person will die, mental torture is there, but this method is still too gentle. ”

"After all, there is a hope of death, how happy it is to die quickly as a spy, right?"

Wu Ziyue looked at Zhou Qinghe in a daze, he didn't know what Zhou Qinghe wanted to say, and his intuition might not be simple next.

After all, three thousand six hundred knives can be said to be mild, which makes him tremble a little.

Zhou Qinghe stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Wu Ziyue's stomach, and flicked his fingers.

"So I tried to improve it, and I changed it to a part that couldn't die, and it was guaranteed to be much more painful than the skin.

First of all, the material is the internal organs, and the pain of the skin is far less direct than the pain of the internal organs.

The second is that you can't die, if you want to die, I'll do it in vain.

Therefore, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys cannot be chosen, so there are not many options left, but there are still some.

This part is the appendix. ”

Wu Ziyue frowned, he still didn't understand, what did this person want to do?

Zhou Qinghe saw his expression and knew that he didn't understand.

In fact, Ling Chi added an appendix, isn't it quite clear what will happen to this combination?

"Then I'll change the way you understand it, you are Japanese, you must have eaten yusheng, live fish are cut off one by one, thin as cicada wings, transparent, delicious.

Today I will help you make a dish, the name of the dish is called, appendix sashimi. ”

Wu Ziyue's eyes widened for a moment when he heard these words, and then a picture appeared in his mind, and then his face was like earth, and there was a feeling of turning the river and the sea in his stomach.

"I'll feed you myself, I'll start?"

"I say I say!"

"You ask!"

"It's not that I didn't say it, you didn't ask!"

Wu Ziyue shrank his big fat belly hard, for fear that the knife would be inserted without saying a word.

He swore that he would never want to eat sashimi again in his life!

It was so familiar, and the image just described him as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"No, you didn't ask?" Zhou Qinghe looked at Wang Yong strangely.

Wang Yong was stunned: "Aren't they all beaten first and then asked?" Isn't that conventional? ”

Zhou Qinghe thought about it, Wang Yong was not wrong, this is indeed the usual practice, and his eyes gradually became cold: "Say it, don't waste my time." ”

"What do you want to know?" Wu Ziyue still has a fluke mentality.

After all, He Xiaofeng is dead, and no one should know about him.

What responded to him was Zhou Qinghe's knife, and another piece of meat was shaved down: "Three thousand six hundred knives, I don't have to say it now." ”

Wu Ziyue's face was bitter in an instant, and the pain was in his body, but his voice became dry:

"Qingtian is my superior, and my task is to contact Xiong Tianliang, the colonel's staff officer of the Ministry of Military Affairs, to bribe him and get the map of Nanjing's city defense deployment."

(End of chapter)