You were asked to keep a low profile and lie low, so you became the chief of a special high-tech dep

The two sat down, and Jiang Yifan told them again about Zuo Heyouzi's visit to the section chief to complain.

This made Jiu Ye Li Xiang even more frightened, Jiang Yifan quickly comforted her and said:

"If he doesn't match the code, we won't open the door. Can he dare to climb over the wall? If that's the case, just shout for help and see if he runs away. I guess he is just someone sent by the section chief. He doesn't dare to do anything shameful. Zuo He Yuzi, it was her own fault. As for the purpose, it's still unclear. So we just need to be more careful. There's no need to worry too much."

After hearing what Jiang Yifan said, Kuno Rika finally calmed down a little.

At half past ten in the evening, Jiang Yifan left home and came to the Special High Section.

At eleven o'clock, Bang Wuxiang, Jiang Yifan, and Zang Daoyang led a small team of Japanese military police and rushed towards No. 22 Xihu Road.

Under the dim lights, West Lake Road was quiet.

The car stopped in front of No. 22's house, and the Japanese military police quickly took control of the yard.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

There was a sound of knocking on the door, and there was light in the room. A gray-haired old man came out of the room tremblingly and asked in fear:

"Who?"

"Open the door!" Bang Wuxiang shouted sternly.

The door was opened and the Japanese military police quickly rushed into the yard and took the old man under control without saying a word.

The rest of the people also rushed into the house, rummaging through the drawers and cabinets, and began a thorough search.

However, after searching for a long time, nothing was found.

At this time, Bang Wuxiang looked at the old man and asked, "What's your name?"

The old man trembled and replied: "My name is Wang Zhongping!"

"Baga! Take him with you!" Bang Wuxiang cursed at Wang Zhongping.

"Madam! You must have made a mistake. My name is indeed Wang Zhongping!"

As Wang Zhongping spoke, he handed his ID to Bang Wuxiang.

Bang Wuxiang took it and looked at it, and saw that the person on the certificate was indeed Wang Zhongping.

But Bang Wuxiang did not give up. Instead, he walked around the room again, looked at the woman who was shivering in bed, and asked again: "What's your husband's name?"

"Wang Zhongping!" The woman was so frightened that she couldn't even speak, but she still said it in the end.

Jiang Yifan saw that Wang Zhongping did not possess the psychological qualities of an underground party member, which made him even more certain that this was a trap set by the section chief.

Her purpose is still to identify three stars.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yifan finally felt relieved.

Alas! It's really true and false, false and true, there are traps everywhere!

You never know when you will be infected and embark on a path of no return!

"Report! Nothing was found!" Hiroyuki Kurashima came to Bang Wuxiang and reported.

"Let's pack up!" Bang Wuxiang said and walked outside.

Hearing this, the woman seemed to realize what was going to happen. She ran out of the house and cried loudly, "You can't take him away! Zhongping, what is going on? What should I do if you leave?"

"Baka!" A Japanese military police kicked the woman to the ground and cursed her viciously.

Wang Zhongping looked back and said quickly, "Just wait at home, don't go anywhere, I will be back!"

In fact, how could he know what he had done wrong? What would happen if he was taken away?

Just like that, an elderly couple was separated for no reason at all.

After returning to the Special High Section, Wang Zhongping was immediately taken to the interrogation room and began interrogation.

"Where is this place?" Wang Zhongping looked at the room full of torture instruments with fear and worry, and asked in extreme terror.

"Special High Section, interrogation room." Ding Yi looked at Wang Zhongping and answered.

"Special High Police? Sir! I haven't done anything wrong, why did you bring me here?" Wang Zhongping asked even more fearfully.

"No one who comes here will say that they have something wrong. Don't worry, you will tell it soon." Wang Ziliang also answered from the side.

After asking about the basic situation, Kunitake Xiang asked directly:

"Your name is obviously Qiao Jinhan, why did you register with a fake name?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhongping shouted again: "Madam! My name is indeed Wang Zhongping! I have lived there for decades. If you don't believe me, you can go to the police station and ask around among the neighbors! I am telling the truth!"

"Punish him!" Bang Wuxiang ordered impatiently.

Ding Yi and Wang Ziliang, as if they had been itching to do it for a long time, as if it was an occupational disease, quickly and neatly tied Wang Zhongping to the rack.

This frightened Wang Zhongping so much that he struggled desperately and shouted:

"Madam! I am a good citizen! I really make a living by pulling a rickshaw! I swear to God, I didn't do anything! I don't even know Qiao Jinhan, Madam, you must be mistaken, Madam, please let me go."

However, Ding Yi didn't care about anything and swung the whip and started whipping Wang Zhongping like a violent storm. Wang Zhongping's body was immediately covered in flesh and blood. He screamed in pain like a ghost howling.

"Tell me! Who are you?" Bang Wuxiang asked again.

"I am Wang Zhongping! Madam! You cannot force me to confess by beating me! Madam! Please be kind and let me go!" Wang Zhongping begged and defended himself as if he was defending his life. He never dreamed that such a disaster would befall him.

When Ding Yi got tired, Wang Ziliang took over. When Wang Ziliang got tired, Ding Yi took over again. But Wang Zhongping still said, "I am Wang Zhongping. I don't know Qiao Jinhan at all!"

Chili water, tiger bench, ten-finger bamboo sticks.

Wang Zhongping had never been subjected to such punishment before. He really couldn't bear it, so he said to Bang Wuxiang:

"Taijun! Please stop hitting me. I know I'm going to die anyway today, so just give me a quick death. You tell me what you want, I'll admit anything, as long as you stop hitting me!"

"Is your name Qiao Jinhan?" Bang Wuxiang asked again.

"Madam! My name is Qiao Jinhan!" Wang Zhongping answered casually.

"You are the underground party's liaison, right?" Bang Wuxiang asked again.

"What? Underground party? Couriers? I swear to God, I don't even know what the underground party members look like, how did I become a courier?" Wang Zhongping's face changed drastically when he heard this. He knew that he was involved with the underground party and that this was a dead end.

But he looked at Ding Yi and Wang Ziliang who looked ferocious beside him, and quickly changed his words:

"No! I am a liaison for the underground party."

"Yoshi! Tell me who your superior is?" Bang Wuxiang asked again, looking at the terrified Wang Zhongping.

"What? Go online? What is online? I don't know?" Wang Zhongping asked back with a puzzled look when he heard the question.

But before he could finish his words, a gray-red branding iron landed on his chest.

"what--"

Wang Zhongping let out a heart-wrenching scream and then fainted.

Jiang Yifan was most afraid of this soldering iron. It was under this soldering iron that Yu Dahai exposed the upper line cold front.

How can this be supplied without being online? This is another dead end for Wang Zhongping!

If he doesn’t tell his superiors, he will definitely not be allowed to pass.

Damn it! In this world, good people are forced to tell lies!

A basin of cold water was poured on Wang Zhongping's head. Wang Zhongping groaned and replied in pain: "Don't beat me anymore. Even if you beat me to death, I don't know what the upper line is. Why don't you tell me what the upper line is so that I can tell you!"