Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Torture Room No. 76.

Liu Changhe, who was tied to the interrogation rack, had been tortured beyond recognition. His white jacket was torn to shreds by the whip, almost completely discolored, and stained with dried blood.

"How's it going, Liu Changhe? Not a good feeling, is it? If you're smart, just tell us who's behind this. Where did all the rice go? Who is it?" Wang Dabao asked, leaning closer to Liu Changhe.

With barely a whisper, Liu Changhe struggled to slowly open his eyelids, looked at the approaching Wang Dabao, and immediately spat out a mouthful of saliva: "Pah—"

Enraged by being spat on, Wang Dabao exploded on the spot, "Damn it, you think you're tough? I'll make you pay! Men, put him back in the electric chair!"

"Yes!" the two agents replied and came over.

Li Qun, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly stopped them, saying, "Wait!"

Wang Dabao and the agents in the interrogation room all turned to look at him.

Li Qun said, "Captain Wang, you've used these things on him several times already. Continuing to use them won't do any good, and might even kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dabao asked, "Director, what do you mean?"

Li Qun thought for a moment and said, "Go and invite Ninth Master over!"

Ninth Master was definitely a famous figure in Shanghai.

This Ninth Master comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. He is the ninth child in his family, hence the nickname Ninth Master. Few people know his real name.

This Ninth Master possesses unparalleled acupuncture skills, capable of both healing and harming. Since being recruited by No. 76, Ninth Master has played a crucial role in interrogations. He uses acupuncture to stimulate key acupoints throughout the prisoner's body, amplifying the pain to its extreme, leaving them unable to live or die.

Those prisoners interrogated by him using acupuncture techniques experienced pain ten or even a hundred times greater than that of being in purgatory. This pain could easily destroy their will to resist, their minds, and their psychological defenses. During this process, they answered every question asked by the interrogator until they revealed the last secret in their hearts.

Anyone in the underworld, any criminal, would tremble with fear at the mere mention of Ninth Master's name.

Upon hearing Ninth Master's name, Liu Changhe's face instantly drained of color, turning a frighteningly pale white.

Twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing a gray cotton robe, a black top hat, carrying a rattan medicine box in his right hand and holding the hem of his robe in his left hand, stepped across the threshold and into the interrogation room.

This is the infamous Ninth Master.

Ninth Master walked up to Li Qun with a smile and asked, "Director Li, what can I do for you?"

Li Qun turned his head and gestured with his chin towards Liu Changhe, who was tied to the torture rack: "Do you know him?"

Ninth Master turned to look at Liu Changhe, then his expression changed as if he had discovered a new continent. He walked over and stood next to Liu Changhe, looking him over and making clicking sounds.

"Tsk tsk, oh my, isn't this Boss Liu? Why aren't you enjoying your life in your villa in the French Concession? Why are you suffering like this at No. 76?"

Ninth Master's expressions and gestures were extremely exaggerated.

Liu Changhe tried his best to appear calm: "Hmph, Ninth Brother, you don't need to pretend to be kind. I, Old Liu, have nothing to say about falling into your hands today. I just accept my fate!"

"But what do you want to get out of me? I can tell you with absolute certainty that I'm the one reselling the rice; there's no one behind it all!"

Ninth Master chuckled and said, "Boss Liu, what's the rush? I haven't even started yet. I believe that if Director Li and the others can get you in here, things definitely won't be that simple!"

"How about... we start now?"

Seeing Ninth Master open his medicine chest and take out a cloth bag, which was then laid out on the table with rows of acupuncture needles of varying thicknesses inserted into it, a look of fear flashed in Liu Changhe's eyes. He cursed, "Ninth Master, don't be an accomplice to the devil! The Japanese devils won't last long, and being a traitor isn't a long-term solution either. I advise you to think twice!"

"Hehe, no need for you to worry about that, Boss Liu. You have to love what you do. If you're going to do someone else's job, you have to do it well. I, Lao Jiu, am a man of principle. I'm not the kind of person who's half-hearted!"

“I advise you to tell me what you know right away, lest I have to use acupuncture. If I put my needles on you, even if you survive, you’ll be basically crippled. Why don’t you think about it again and tell me?” Ninth Master asked Liu Changhe while wiping a silver needle with a cotton ball.

After a dozen seconds of silence, Liu Changhe sighed and said, "Old Jiu, you're right. We have no choice. When you're in this world, the one thing you can't do is betray your brothers and friends. Go ahead and do it. If I can't handle it and I speak up, then it means I, Liu, am not tough enough. But if I speak up before you even do it, it just means I, Old Liu, am too soft-hearted, and I won't have the face to face my friends in the underworld in the future!"

"Hey—why are you doing this? Fine, then I won't hold back!"

After saying that, Ninth Master inserted a silver needle into Liu Changhe's right Jianjing acupoint.

At first, Ninth Master inserted three silver needles into several acupoints of Liu Changhe. Liu Changhe only felt a little soreness and distension. However, as more and more acupoints were needled, the pain from his body became more and more intense.

When the 16th silver needle was inserted into the Sanyinjiao acupoint, Liu Changhe could no longer bear it as Ninth Master kept twisting the needle, and involuntarily let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Because he was bound, he couldn't move even if he wanted to struggle. The pain didn't come from his skin and flesh, but from deep within his body, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his flesh, fascia, and bone marrow, causing him unbearable agony.

When the 21st silver needle pierced an acupoint, Liu Changhe was already in so much pain that he was dazed and losing his mind.

Ninth Master slowly stood up, let out a long breath, and turned to Li Qun, saying, "Director Li, you can ask now!"

Li Qun stepped forward and asked, "Liu Changhe, where was the rice in your warehouse transported to?"

Liu Changhe said blankly, "It was transported to No. 854, Malang Road!"

The agent sitting behind the interrogation table immediately took notes.

Li Qun continued, "You've never traded rice before, so why did you suddenly decide to get into the rice trading business?"

"Someone asked me to do it!"

"Who told you to do that?"

"Ma Dazhi, Chief Inspector of the French Concession Police Force!"

The spies looked shocked upon hearing this and exchanged glances.

Li Qun was also shocked. He was the first to recover and continued to ask, "Why did he ask you to resell rice?"

"I do not know"

"He told you to resell rice, so you're going to resell rice? You're Liu Changhe, the leader of the Green Gang!" Li Qun said.

Liu Changhe continued blankly as he answered, "My son killed a Japanese soldier and was arrested. He was sentenced to death, but Ma Dazhi sent someone to me saying he could spare my son's life, but only if I sold rice for him!"