Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

But the person in front of him had no reason to lie to him, since the "Japanese soldier" in front of him hadn't asked him anything.

But didn't Su Mingzhe die in Chang'an? A grand funeral was held for him there. How could he be here?

Zhou Zheng's mind was a complete mess, and for now, he could only take it one step at a time.

He didn't fully trust the Japanese soldier in front of him; in fact, one could say he didn't trust the butcher who had killed his subordinates at all.

If Zhou Zheng discovers that the other party has even slightly used him to obtain information such as the radio station and codebook for contacting the mountain city, including relevant intelligence, he will immediately commit suicide, giving the Japanese devil absolutely no chance.

If possible, he would kill a few more Japanese soldiers to accompany him in death, since he had already lived long enough.

Su Mingzhe had no intention of gaining Zhou Zheng's trust. If the person in front of him were so gullible, he would not have been able to become a colonel station chief in the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, nor would he have achieved such great success.

Moreover, although the Japanese soldiers next to him did not understand Chinese, Su Mingzhe would definitely arouse suspicion if he whispered with someone for a long time.

As for gaining Zhou Zheng's trust, there will be plenty of time and opportunities later.

Zhou Zheng remained silent for quite a long time, waiting for him for a full three minutes.

Su Mingzhe then gave the order to the Japanese soldiers in Japanese:

"Pry open his mouth and continue."

This was also to give Zhou Zheng a way out; otherwise, his sudden surrender would have seemed rather abrupt.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers were about to continue the execution, he understood Su Mingzhe's meaning and said accordingly:

"I'll recruit, I'll recruit."

However, the Japanese soldiers obviously couldn't understand and were about to pour the mixture down their throats when Su Mingzhe loudly stopped them.

Next, Zhou Zheng mentioned some unimportant information, all of which were information that the Special Higher Police could obtain from traitors.

By deliberately avoiding a specific point, he was also testing Su Mingzhe from the opposite direction.

Regardless of the outcome, the Special Higher Police will never be able to access the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics' core secrets in Shanghai.

However, the young officer in front of him simply nodded, then relayed a completely different message in Japanese, ordering the guards beside him to write it down.

What he relayed seemed valuable, but in reality, it was neither worth keeping nor worth discarding; it was half true and half false, and it would take a lot of manpower and resources from the Special Higher Police to verify it.

Then, Su Mingzhe instructed a guard:

"Tell Team Leader Chu Chuan that Zhou Zheng, the head of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics' Songhu Station, has surrendered. Here is the interrogation record; give it to him as well, and bring another person in as well."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes lit up.

The biggest fish in this group is actually here with me, and he even confessed?

Deputy Team Leader Tian Ping deserves the most credit, and the interrogators will also receive substantial rewards.

They are the typical couple who share both good times and bad.

The saying "sharing weal and woe" is just for show. As a favorite of General Hase, Yubu Tahira has immunity from the law, and the Special Higher Police can't do anything about him.

Then, Su Mingzhe said to the remaining two guards:

"Help Zhou Sang down to receive treatment. Use the best doctors and don't skimp on medicine; he is of great value."

Thinking about the bonuses that were about to be distributed, the group was full of energy. Sure enough, following Deputy Team Leader Tian Ping was the way to make money.

Su Mingzhe waited idly in the interrogation room. After some time, the guards brought in a new prisoner.

Su Mingzhe glanced at him and immediately knew who he was: the notorious traitor Huang Zishan.

This traitor's face is extremely well-known.

As soon as he was strapped to the interrogation chair, he said:

"I'll confess, I'll confess!"

"Baka! Gag him! He still dares to curse me."

Anyway, nobody can understand it, so Su Mingzhe can translate it however he wants.

When the guards heard that a prisoner dared to insult their deputy leader, they dipped a black towel in a gasoline can, pried open Huang Zishan's mouth, and stuffed it inside.

Another guard, still furious at the sight of this stupid pig, slapped him twice across the face.

The reason these people were so indignant was definitely not because of Deputy Team Leader Tian Ping. No, it was because Team Leader Tian Ping had just led them to a great achievement and was waiting to share the spoils.

Huang Zishan looked aggrieved at this moment, "I'm going to confess!"

I need to hire!!!

However, with his mouth gagged, he could only make muffled noises.

The smell of gasoline made him feel nauseous, like a thousand points of damage to his taste buds, the taste shooting straight to the top of his head, instantly clearing his mind.

He wasn't very lucky; there were no electric chairs available.

This means that Su Mingzhe will not be able to kill him in a short time, and the time he will enjoy the torture will be multiplied.

"Put him on the tiger bench."

The guards first secured Huang Zishan, firmly binding his legs to the chair.

Huang Zishan knew exactly what he was about to face, and he struggled frantically, making constant whimpering noises.

But nobody paid him any attention.

Huang Zishan is in high spirits right now, and Su Mingzhe plans to wait until he is half dead before removing the rag from his mouth.

Otherwise, if he were to speak too loudly, the people outside the interrogation room would be able to hear him about to confess, and then he wouldn't be able to die there in a legitimate way.

Bricks were added one by one until three bricks were added, at which point Huang Zishan's legs were in a strange position.

His veins were bulging and his eyes were bloodshot.

He's going to confess!

"Noisy."

As soon as Su Mingzhe finished speaking, a Japanese guard next to him grabbed a red-hot branding iron and pressed it down on his stomach.

Then he quieted down.

Huang Zishan was in so much pain that he fainted.

He didn't understand why his station manager received special assistance after being hired, but he was being treated the same way when he was also hiring.

This is not fair!

"Let him wake up."

The Japanese weren't going to tolerate him. They connected the water pipe to the tap and then pointed the other end of the pipe at Huang Zishan's nostrils.

With a flick of the switch, tap water gushed out from the pipe.

A large amount of water rushed into Huang Zishan's nasal cavity, instantly waking him up.

He tried to cough, but his mouth was gagged, and he could only make muffled "kuku" sounds.

Seeing that he had regained consciousness, two Japanese soldiers lifted his feet, while another guard forced a brick in.

With a "crack" sound, Huang Zishan's legs went weak.

The enormous reaction force broke his leg.

Unsurprisingly, Huang Zishan fainted again.

"Take the towel out and let him sober up. Let's see if he's still so stubborn."

Then he repeated the process of pouring tap water into his nasal cavity, just like Su Mingzhe had done when he interrogated Watanabe Kazuya.

Seeing the towel, soaked in gasoline, removed from his mouth, Huang Zishan said weakly:

"I confess, I confess! I am Huang Zishan, a major and section chief at the Songhu Station of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong), I..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Su Mingzhe interrupted him in Japanese:

“This kid is something else. He’s still so stubborn. Keep torturing him and see if he confesses.”