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

Chapter 516 Brotherhood

As Ye Shaohong thought to himself, a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes when he looked at Sasaki Taro again.

That's right.

Ye Shaohong went back on his word. He had promised Sasaki Taro that he would spare Sasaki Taro's life if Sasaki Taro was willing to confess.

But there's a prerequisite: Sasaki Taro has to have some value to be exploited.

What now?

Sasaki Taro has already told Ye Shaohong all the information he needs, so what use is this little Japanese devil now?

Why keep him around to do nothing? There are countless people in China who are starving right now.

Countless babies are crying because there is no milk.

Under these circumstances, Ye Shaohong couldn't bring himself to give up his precious food to feed these Japanese devils.

Thinking of this, Ye Shaohong raised an eyebrow, about to open his mouth and give the order to send Sasaki Taro to hell, so that he could repent for himself, for his compatriots, and for the sins he committed in his previous life in the eighteenth level of purgatory.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, the telephone in the interrogation room suddenly rang.

Ye Shaohong frowned.

Without answering the phone, he could basically confirm who was calling.

It must be that old fox Dai Yunong from their secret service.

At this point, Dai Yunong called, simply to inquire about the progress of the suspect's interrogation. He wanted to know that Sasaki Taro had already confessed.

Given Dai Yunong's insatiable nature, it is highly likely that he issued an order to have Sasaki Taro, that little devil, treated.

So Ye Shaohong took action.

His eyelids flickered, and he glanced at Mo Shanghan.

Then Ye Shaohong raised his hand again, preparing to swing it so that Mo Shanghan could end Sasaki Taro's life.

But his movements were still too slow.

Just as Ye Shaohong was about to take action, Section Chief Zhou of the Interrogation Department, who was standing to the side, quickly walked a few steps to the interrogation table and picked up the telephone.

"Hello, interrogation department!"

"Is that the section chief? The suspect has already confessed. He's the leader of the Mountain Wind Team, sent to Nanjing by the Special Higher Police Headquarters." "You want to see him? I'm afraid that's not possible. His injuries are too severe. If he's not taken to the hospital immediately, he might die."

"Yes, yes, I'll arrange for someone to take him to the hospital right away!"

"You want to see Section Chief Ye? Okay, I'll give him the call right away."

Before he could finish speaking, Section Chief Zhou from the interrogation department turned around and handed the telephone he was holding to Ye Shaohong.

Its purpose is self-evident.

This scene infuriated Ye Shaohong so much that he rolled his eyes. He cursed inwardly, thinking that Section Chief Zhou was a scoundrel.

have a finger in the pie.

As he stepped forward, he tightened his grip and took the telephone from Section Chief Zhou's hand.

"Chief, this is Ye Shaohong." "Okay, I'll come find you right now."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shaohong didn't look at Section Chief Zhou again, but turned around and looked at Sasaki Taro.

He gave a cold, muffled groan before reluctantly walking out of the interrogation room.

Watching his receding figure gradually disappear into the distance, Section Chief Zhou of the interrogation department silently let out a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, this Ye Shaohong, he's not that old, but he has such a menacing aura."

"Huang Feiyi, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have noticed that this kid actually had murderous intent."

"Luckily, the seatkeeper called, otherwise, this would have been a real problem."

In a corner of the interrogation room, Huang Feiyi stood there with a furrowed brow.

Upon hearing Section Chief Zhou's words of reflection, Huang Feiyi nodded indifferently as a response. Then, he raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Mo Shanghan.

Beside the interrogation rack, Mo Shanghan was staring coldly at him.

His gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to cut two ounces of flesh off Huang Feiyi.

Huang Feiyi's lips immediately trembled.

He knew he had gotten himself into trouble.

Others may not know about Mo Shanghan's family affairs, but Huang Feiyi knows them all. Mo Shanghan and his entire family were slaughtered by the Japanese devils.

Today, he took it upon himself to stop Ye Shaohong from silencing him, which earned him Section Chief Zhou's favor.

However, he also inadvertently offended Ye Shaohong and Mo Shanghan.

Whether this move was beneficial or detrimental, even he himself couldn't tell for the time being.

Ye Shaohong was completely unaware of what was happening inside the interrogation room. At this moment, he had already walked slowly down the dark corridor of the underground prison to the cell entrance.

Suddenly, the sound of a whip lashing against flesh reached Ye Shaohong's ears.

During this time, piercing wails and screams could be heard from time to time.

Ye Shaohong looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyebrows rose at just one glance.

What did he see?

At the entrance to the underground cell, he saw a familiar figure—none other than Zhao Jianzhi.

At this moment, Zhao Jianzhi was only wearing a white shirt.

He was holding a whip made of tanned animal hide.

He swung the whip sheath repeatedly, striking the backs of several field agents.

Although Ye Shaohong couldn't see the faces of the logistics personnel, he could roughly tell their identities from their figures and clothing.

It must be those field agents who assisted him in the case today.

"Damn it, do you even know you're wrong?"

"say something."

"I asked you to cooperate with my brother Ye in handling the case, which was an honor for you. Is this how you do things?"

"It's one thing to make a mistake yourself, but you almost dragged my brother Ye into it. I wish I could kill you all right now."

With Zhao Jianzhi's hoarse roar, another lash of whips lashed out, immediately causing the few field agents who had stripped off their shirts and were standing in front of the wall to let out painful howls.

It is often said that the kind of leader you have determines the kind of soldiers you can lead. This may sound crude, but it is actually quite true.

Zhao Jianzhi did have a bad temper, being hot-tempered and ruthless, but his field agents were renowned within the Special Service for their formidable combat capabilities. They were also rarely seen as petty or narrow-minded.

Now that Zhao Jianzhi had reprimanded them like this, none of the field agents who had been whipped dared to beg for mercy.

They all remained silent, accepting their punishment.

Zhao Jianzhi's kindness deeply moved Ye Shaohong.

Zhao Jianzhi truly regarded Ye Shaohong as a brother; otherwise, he wouldn't have done something like that.

After all, arresting spies abroad is official business. As long as it's acceptable on the surface, no one can find fault with it. But Zhao Jianzhi is different. He arranged for his subordinates to take orders from Ye Shaohong. On the one hand, he wanted to support Ye Shaohong's work, and on the other hand, he also wanted to protect Ye Shaohong.

Since that's the case, Ye Shaohong can no longer stand idly by.

He strode towards Zhao Jianzhi...