Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 511 Dislocating Bones and Dislocating Muscles to Interrogate Japanese Spies

It's not surprising at all that Ye Shaohong noticed these two people.

Aside from their peculiar, chilling aura, what intrigued Ye Shaohong most were their hands.

The man's hands were rough and cracked like tree bark, and even in the height of summer, in this hot and humid underground cell, there wasn't a trace of sweat on them.

Instead, it has a feeling as if it has just been rubbed with grit.

And the other person?

In stark contrast to the previous person, his palms were as smooth as autumn water, delicate and silky.

Even under the dim light of the interrogation room, a soft glow still shone through. Yet, this pair of delicate skin, no less beautiful than a woman's, belonged to a man in his thirties. This man also had a small goatee, and his eyes seemed to flash with a cold light with every blink.

Without needing to think or guess, Ye Shaohong knew that these two must be experts from the Special Service Department's interrogation section.

Otherwise, Chief Zhou of the interrogation department wouldn't have brought him here specifically.

"Is Section Chief Ye referring to them?"

"Let me introduce them to you. They are Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan, both of whom are employees of my interrogation department."

"Why don't you two come over and meet Section Chief Ye? He's a celebrity in my Special Service Department. If you two can gain Section Chief Ye's favor, your future prospects will be limitless."

It's unclear what happened to this Zhou, the head of the interrogation department, today. His words to Ye Shaohong, when faced with questions, were actually barbed and sarcastic, carrying a hint of mockery and distance.

Although Ye Shaohong noticed this, he didn't show it, as if he was completely unaware, with a faint smile on his face.

"Section Chief Zhou, I dare not accept such praise. You are the Director's confidant, a close associate of his sons and sisters; your future prospects will far surpass mine."

"I still have a lot to learn from you."

Making a living within the secret service, one is inevitably subject to being schemed against and targeted, no matter what.

It would be unwise to harbor resentment and enmity with a section chief in headquarters over a mere verbal offense.

That guy surnamed Zhou, he just got jealous of Ye Shaohong's recent high profile and couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

Let him talk.

No matter how much he says, Ye Shaohong won't lose anything or suffer any consequences; he'll just listen and move on. He certainly wouldn't dare say anything too outrageous anyway.

Ye Shaohong was able to tolerate it, and he was willing to give the other party a way out, thus defusing the awkward situation.

But if the other party doesn't appreciate it, Ye Shaohong won't indulge him. So what if he's Dai Yunong's trusted subordinate? So what if he's the head of the interrogation department?

In the special agency of the Secret Service, the personnel in the logistics department could never match the status of the intelligence personnel.

If the two of them really turned against each other, even if Ye Shaohong taught him a lesson and slapped him in front of everyone, Zhou would have no choice but to endure it.

Even if the matter eventually reached Dai Yunong, Dai Yunong would not blame Ye Shaohong too much.

Dai Yunong also gave a stern reprimand to the man surnamed Zhou, while speaking kindly to appease Ye Shaohong.

Ye Shaohong knew this, and so did the man surnamed Zhou. Therefore, when he heard Ye Shaohong's smiling response, the cold expression on the face of the head of the interrogation section at the Special Service Headquarters instantly vanished.

Instead, a smirk appeared on his face.

"Brother Ye, you have a kind heart."

"It was my fault, brother. I shouldn't have taken out my anger on you."

I apologize to you here.

The interrogation section chief, surnamed Zhou, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Shaohong, as a response to his previous dissolute behavior.

This also slightly calmed down Ye Shaohong's anger.

At the same time, Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan, at Section Chief Zhou's prompting, walked up to Ye Shaohong and saluted him.

The awkward atmosphere dissipated instantly. Only then did Section Chief Zhou from the interrogation department begin to recount the deeds of Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan to Ye Shaohong in detail.

It turns out that they are both talented individuals with special skills.

Huang Feiyi, that's the man with fingers as rough as sand. He is a lay disciple of the Northern Shaolin Temple. He has been practicing grappling techniques since childhood, and his "dislocating tendons and bones" technique has reached its peak.

Relying on this ancient grappling technique, Huang Feiyi joined the Special Service Department and gradually became a top expert in hard-line interrogation in the interrogation section.

As for Mo Shanghan, his origins are quite mysterious.

He was actually a direct descendant of the Manchu prison guards. According to Section Chief Zhou of the interrogation department, his lineage had been serving in the imperial prison since the Ming Dynasty. Over three hundred years of inheritance, his family had accumulated dozens of special interrogation techniques.

It can be considered a family tradition of learning.

Ye Shaohong couldn't help but marvel at the two men's extraordinary experiences. It was the first time he had witnessed the depth and methods of the headquarters' interrogation department.

"Is it so powerful?"

"Brother Zhou, you'd better let me see what you're capable of today."

"I have no other hobbies. I don't like smoking or drinking, and I'm not interested in women. The only thing I'm really interested in is to torture those Japanese devils."

You can't let me down today.

Ye Shaohong responded with a smile. Although he was talking to Section Chief Zhou, his eyes were still fixed on Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan.

Upon seeing this, Section Chief Zhou of the interrogation department immediately twitched at the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly remembered Ye Shaohong's nickname, Ye Yanluo.

"Damn it, I'm such a idiot, how could I forget that?" "This guy is a lunatic."

While cursing inwardly, Section Chief Zhou of the interrogation department did not dare to refuse Ye Shaohong. He glanced sideways and looked at Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan.

"You all heard what Section Chief Ye said too?"

"Who wants to go up and show off their skills first?"

Despite being in their thirties, Huang Feiyi and Mo Shanghan have always had an awkward position within the Special Service Department.

They had also heard of Ye Shaohong's reputation and felt they shared the same interests.

Now that they had the chance to show off in front of Ye Shaohong, both of them were eager to try.

Huang Feiyi immediately stepped forward.

"Section Chief, let me go first."

“Brother Mo’s methods are impressive, but the techniques passed down in his family are too ruthless. If he makes the first move, the person on the torture rack probably won’t survive the night.”

"How about I show off my skills first, to liven things up for you and Section Chief Ye?"

Huang Feiyi laughed loudly, then strode towards the manager of the Red Crane Restaurant who was on the torture rack. The manager could understand Chinese and understood what they wanted to do from their words.

The man's expression immediately changed.

The seeds of fear had been quietly planted in his heart. He still wanted to struggle and resist, but Huang Feiyi would never give him that chance.

Huang Feiyi stepped forward, and with a flick of his rough, sand-like fingers, he directly grabbed the chest and ribs of the Red Crane Restaurant owner.

With a sudden burst of force, he rubbed and kneaded the Red Crane Restaurant owner, who was suspected to be a Japanese spy, and the man immediately raised his head and began to scream and howl in a frenzy, as if he had gone mad.

"Ah... let go, let go of me..."