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

Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Master of Manipulating People's Hearts

In order to prolong his life and save his own, Jiro Yamaguchi finally confessed everything.

He told everything he knew completely.

As for whether Ye Shaohong would keep his promise and give him a way out, Yamaguchi Jiro wasn't sure.

He had no choice but to take a gamble.

Ye Shaohong noticed Yamaguchi Jiro's complex emotional changes, but he did not offer any words of comfort.

After putting away his written statement, Ye Shaohong finally looked up.

“Very good!” “I have seen your attitude, and I will truthfully tell my superiors about your intention to surrender.”

"Now I need your help with something!"

Who is Ye Shaohong? Even if he catches a toad, he will try to extract some oil from it, let alone the Japanese spy he caught.

Perhaps in other people's eyes, once Yamaguchi Jiro confessed, he had lost all value.

But Ye Shaohong was different; he had his own plans and ideas.

We can't let Yamaguchi Jiro's blood go to waste. If we bring in the other two Japanese spies we arrested today, even without interrogating them, we can leave them with an indelible psychological scar.

This will be of great benefit to the subsequent interrogation work.

Yamaguchi Jiro didn't dare to refuse Ye Shaohong's suggestion. He was no longer arrogant and domineering as before, and resignedly raised his head again.

Li Yunlong was obedient, understanding, and extremely sensible.

As soon as Ye Shaohong finished speaking, he picked up the Poison Dragon Whip from the wall and swung it at Yamaguchi Jiro's chest.

Only then did Ye Shaohong turn around and look at Zhuang Yifan.

"Go and bring those two Japanese spies here."

Zhuang Yifan was very fast. In just five or six minutes, he dragged the two Japanese spies into the interrogation room, one in each hand.

The moment the two men entered, Yamaguchi Jiro, as if he had no prior knowledge, immediately craned his neck and let out a shrill, mournful scream.

Because he was missing four front teeth, his cries sounded strange.

Yet, their situation was incredibly tragic. The two Japanese spies who were brought into the interrogation room by Zhuang Yifan only had to look up at him once before their expressions changed drastically.

It lost all its color.

However, the two did not appear too weak. After all, they were spies who had undergone special training, and in terms of mental fortitude alone, they far surpassed ordinary people.

After a brief moment of distraction, the two quickly regained their composure.

They stopped looking at Yamaguchi Jiro on the rack and instead turned to look at Ye Shaohong.

Seeing the ever-present smile on Ye Shaohong's lips, the two men felt a chill run down their spines.

"Very well, although you have confessed, I still need to confirm with you again whether there are any lies in your confession."

"Now tell me your situation again."

Yamaguchi Jiro had long since resigned himself to his fate, and knowing Ye Shaohong's thoughts, he was now completely obedient. In front of his two companions, he once again began to recount his situation.

During this time, if there was any discrepancy between the statement and the written record, even if it was just a few wrong words, Ye Shaohong would have Li Yunlong whip Yamaguchi Jiro a few more times.

Such a brutal and ruthless scene terrified the other two Japanese spies in the room.

Ye Shaohong no longer needs to create a persona for himself.

Now, in the eyes of these two Japanese spies, he was a devil who had come out of hell, an executioner even more terrifying than the Japanese themselves.

Only after Yamaguchi Jiro finished speaking did Ye Shaohong nod in satisfaction.

"Take him out." "Let the doctor check his injuries, just make sure he doesn't die."

As Yamaguchi Jiro was dragged out like a dead dog, Ye Shaohong slowly turned around and looked at the remaining two Japanese spies for the first time.

He grinned.

Then he raised his hand and pointed to the blood-stained rack, and said softly, "Please!"

"Which of you two wants to go first?"

"Damn it, what a pervert!" Seeing the smile Ye Shaohong showed at this moment, Li Yunlong, who had been standing next to the torture rack, silently twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

If Li Yunlong was so frightened, one can only imagine how terrified the two Japanese spies were.

Although they weren't completely paralyzed with fear, their expressions still betrayed a hint of resistance.

Let alone voluntarily stepping forward and bravely taking the first punishment. "Nobody here?"

"Then I'll have to call the roll myself!"

Ye Shaohong had no time to get entangled with them; he had to maintain the atmosphere he had worked so hard to create.

He raised an eyebrow, pointed, and his finger landed on the elegant young woman in the bright red cheongsam.

"Just you."

"I've been listening to an old man wailing here for half a day, and my ears are getting tired of it."

"If I were to use a different person or a different voice, I might be able to hold on a little longer."

"Li Yunlong, tie him up!"

"Same as before, don't waste time using those minor tortures, they're boring to watch. Give her twenty lashes first, and if she still doesn't confess, then scratch her face."

"They're all Japanese spies. If they don't confess, they'll only die. So there's no point in keeping her pretty face around."

Look how ruthless Ye Shaohong's words were. As soon as he finished speaking, the elegant young woman in the bright red cheongsam collapsed to the ground.

No woman doesn't love beauty.

Even soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, even those who were prepared to die at any moment when they enlisted, did not want their faces to be slashed and their appearances ruined before they died.

Coupled with the example of Jiro Yamaguchi, the woman in the bright red cheongsam was completely devastated.

"Don't……."

"I admit it!"

Ye Shaohong heard the charming young woman's offer of surrender, but he didn't care about anything else. He didn't rush to interrogate her. Instead, he turned to look at the middle-aged man in the suit.

"And you?" "They've both confessed, and your identity can't be hidden anymore. Are you still going to keep going?"

"If you insist, I can grant your wish. We'll go through the motions in this interrogation room, and you'll bleed a few more pounds. Then I can make you drag me out and execute me."

"I promise you won't suffer too much pain."

When it comes to manipulating people's hearts, Ye Shaohong is definitely a rare talent in this era. When he uttered those words, which sounded like the ravings of a demon, Li Yunlong and Zhuang Yifan also gave him a vicious, cold laugh.

They also seemed eager to try.

This startled the middle-aged man in the suit, who no longer dared to resist or struggle. He imitated the charming young woman and shouted urgently.

"I'll confess too!"

"Just tell me what you want to ask, and I promise I won't hide anything from you!"