Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Lu Yang looked over when he heard the sound and saw Xiao He and Xiao Jiang fiddling with a radio.

In that era, this thing was a high-end product and ordinary people didn’t have it.

I've never seen two children grow up this big.

Lu Yang walked over with a smile and told them, "This is called a radio. You can hear other people's voices in it and learn about major events in the world."

Xiao He and Xiao Jiang were obviously not interested in these things. They turned around and asked, "Uncle Lu, what are we having for dinner? Where are we going to sleep later?"

Lu Yang suddenly had an idea, "I may not be able to come back here after I go to school for training. You two have to learn to take care of yourselves. Let's go out for dinner tonight.

Come back and buy some rice and noodles."

"Uncle Lu, don't worry, we will take good care of ourselves."

"When you live here in the future, you must help Steward Lin with more housework, learn more things, and don't run around outside the yard."

The next morning, Lu Yang arrived at the security headquarters early.

He had to find a way to kill Du Laosan because, as the head of the secret service department, he was too destructive to our party's organization.

Killing him would be a great gift to our party.

At the door, he took out his ID and asked the guard to see Captain Song Jianzhong of the inspection team.

The guard asked him to wait, went to the sentry post, picked up the internal phone and called the inspection team.

After a while, the guard came running over and asked Lu Yang to come in. The inspection team was on the first floor.

Following the guard's instructions, Lu Yang found Song Jianzhong's office.

I knocked on the door a few times and heard a voice: "Come in"

As soon as I opened the door, I was almost pushed out by the pungent smell of smoke.

"Captain Song, you haven't slept all night."

Lu Yang couldn't stand the smell of secondhand smoke, so he opened the door.

"Ah~" Song Jianzhong was disheveled and haggard, half lying on the sofa. He stretched and sat up.

"Brother Lu, are you worried about something? You came so early."

"Yes, I'm just a low-level police officer. I'm really nervous to be entrusted with such an important task by Section Chief Ye this time."

Song Jianzhong stood up, walked to the table, picked up the thermos, and then shouted angrily to the corridor: "Someone come."

Soon two soldiers carrying pistols came in.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what it meant.

"Fuck, I don't have any hot water here. What are you two doing? Go get me some water."

The two soldiers were not very old. They were so scared that they quickly nodded their heads and agreed, and rushed to take the thermos away.

Lu Yang watched his performance with a smile, knowing that he was doing it on purpose for him.

People who have no ability will take it out on their own people.

Seeing Song Jianzhong sitting at his desk, he picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs with his eyes rolled back.

Don't give him the chance to show off.

Lu Yang stood up and walked out directly.

"Hey, Brother Lu, where are you going?" Song Jianzhong quickly stood up and chased after him.

“Captain Song, I’m really sorry, my business is to report to the police academy, and I’ve been delayed for several days.

You already have some clues here, so I'll leave now. Just explain it to Section Chief Ye and the others."

When Song Jianzhong heard that all the responsibility was put on him, he knew that was not acceptable. Besides, Du Lao San had no other way to deal with it.

"Don't leave yet. Du Lao San hasn't confessed yet. I beat him all night, but he insisted that it wasn't him."

Lu Yang reminded him with a sinister look on his face: "Captain Song, although you are very tired, have you ever thought that when you are resting, the prisoners are also resting.

You have to strike while the iron is hot and take him down in one fell swoop."

Song Jianzhong seemed to understand something and immediately put on his clothes.

"Let's go together."

This is exactly the effect Lu Yang wants.

The two men came to the basement, which was their interrogation room.

As Lu Yang walked, he asked what happened to the two policemen.

Song Jianzhong replied: "One found a button at home, and the other found three certifications, and they have never left the sight of a group of people."

Lu Yang nodded and said, "I didn't expect this Section Chief Du to be so well hidden. I've heard that the Communist Party is particularly good at disguise."

Song Jianzhong lit another cigarette, took a puff, and agreed, "Yes, our department used to specialize in investigating smuggling. Later, we found that most of the smuggled goods flowed into communist areas, so we started arresting communists."

After taking two puffs of cigarette smoke, he continued, "I've seen through this bunch of people. They'll never give up their ideology, even if they're beaten to death."

Lu Yang leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You can't beat him like this. If you kill him, you won't be able to get a confession, and you'll still be responsible. You need to use fatigue tactics to make him lose his mind and exhaust himself physically and mentally. Do you understand?"

Song Jianzhong stared blankly at the young policeman in front of him who was not even 25 years old.

"This kid should be a big shot in the future!"

He threw the cigarette butt hard on the ground and stomped on it a few times.

"I understand. Just don't let him sleep."

Lu Yang nodded with a smile.

The two entered the interrogation room one after the other.

At this time, Du Laosan was hanging on the torture rack, wearing only a shirt and shorts, and his body was covered with dark brown blood stains.

There were burn marks on the chest and thighs.

Song Jianzhong walked to the water tank next to him, picked up the ladle and scooped a ladle of water, then turned around and walked to Du Laosan.

It splashed on his head.

Du Laosan slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, raised his head slightly, and suddenly saw Lu Yang smiling not far away.

"Lu Yang, save...save me." After saying that, a ball of red sticky liquid flowed out of his mouth and he drooped his head again.

Song Jianzhong and the people around him shouted, "Go get the desk lamp, lift his head up, and shine it into his eyes so he can't sleep."

After saying that, he walked to Lu Yang and took out another cigarette.

What annoys Lu Yang is why he always has to smoke next to me?

"Brother Lu, you said he was very capable of making advances. He said you could prove that he was eating in the restaurant."

Lu Yang had already thought of this scene, so he explained: "I was with him for no more than a minute, and at that time his men came over to call him.

So he had plenty of time to do everything and just sit there and pretend he wasn't there."

Song Jianzhong exhaled a puff of cigarette and nodded, saying, "Brother Lu's analysis is correct. I have already checked all of this. He has been away from his men for more than 20 minutes.

This period of time is enough for him to kill people and then escape. Moreover, if they were really our people, they would have surrendered long ago with such a fight. This tough guy must be a Communist."

After saying that, he explained with a smile: "I'm not saying that our people are cowards."

Lu Yang sighed to the sky, "I can't believe it! The head of the secret service department is actually an undercover agent of the Communist Party. My scalp tingles just thinking about it."

This sentence further strengthened Song Jianzhong's determination to obtain a confession.

"Brother Lu, just wait and see. I'll make him confess in less than two hours."

At this time, the soldier in charge of the interrogation had already shone the desk lamp into Du Laosan's eyes.

Du San howled like a pig: "Kill me, let me sleep for a while, I'm going crazy."

The interrogating soldier grabbed his hair, tied a cloth into a knot on his forehead, and tied him to the wood behind him.

Lu Yang's eyes were cold as he shouted in a low voice, "Du, it's no use trying to deny it even though the evidence is irrefutable."

"Fuck you! You guys are cheating me. I want to see Director Cao."

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes and said to the interrogating soldier next to him: "Put some salt on him to cheer him up."

The soldier agreed and brought over a bucket of salt. He grabbed a handful and rubbed it on the burn wound on his chest.

"Ah!" Du Laosan screamed, trembling with pain all over.

"Captain Song, have you ever tried drawing lots?"

Song Jianzhong flicked his cigarette as if he had forgotten about it. "I had completely forgotten about this. Brother Lu also knows about torture?"

"I'm going to join the police academy. I've read some information on this subject. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up and be laughed at when I get to school." Lu Yang answered calmly.

"I'll arrange that right away. Someone, tie it to the chair."

Du Laosan seemed to have heard everything. He might have been thinking that Lu Yang would bring people from Ning'an County to rescue him.

However, seeing Lu Yang like this, he knew that his last straw was gone.

So he completely broke down.

"I said, I said, let me go, I can't stand it anymore."

Song Jianzhong was about to shout "Let them go", but Lu Yang waved his hand to stop him.

"I guess this time it's not what he really means. He just doesn't want to suffer anymore."

"So what do you mean, brother?"

"I have to go again."