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

At this moment, Gong Shouguo also walked over at the opportune moment. He straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and said to Qian Kun:

"This is Deputy Section Chief Su of the Operations Section of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department. Hurry up and greet Section Chief Su."

Deputy section chief of the Military Intelligence Department!

In this city of Chang'an, the deputy head of the Action Section is a big shot.

That's the kind of person who can turn the world upside down and control everything, holding the power of life and death over countless people, and deciding someone's fate with a single word.

Qian Kun's mind raced. He knelt down with a thud. The backer he had been searching for for so long was right in front of him.

This is not a support, it's clearly an iron mountain.

Commonly known as Tieshan Kao.

Then, Qian Kun banged his head heavily on the ground, again and again, shouting:

"Thank you, Section Chief Su, for saving my life. I, Qian, have no way to repay you. I offer my worthless life to you."

He clearly wanted to take this opportunity to join Su Mingzhe's faction, and this opportunistic move was quite natural.

However, this suited Su Mingzhe's wishes.

Su Mingzhe looked at Qian Kun kneeling on the ground and said in a cold but unquestionable tone:

"Unify the underground forces in Jinhua District within three days. Give me the cash for the territory by tomorrow morning. Only if you can do this will you be qualified to serve me."

Su Mingzhe would choke to death if he ate such a big piece of cake by himself, so naturally he had to share the profits with his two superiors, which also served to distribute the firepower.

This can be considered a blatant act of embezzlement. Boss Dai's strict discipline is no joke, so naturally the station chief needs to cover for him.

The interrogation room was filled with corpses and reeked of a foul stench.

The electric chair has been running for over an hour without stopping.

Anyway, Shen Bei insisted that these people were all Japanese spies, so he pulled them onto electric chairs one by one and turned the power up to the maximum.

If they can't hold on, then they're just not tough enough.

This place is like hell on earth.

Xue Rong didn't even know what happened until he was pulled onto the electric chair and died.

It's ironic that the former underground kingpin of Jinhua District met such a pathetic end.

Zhou Kai's treatment was relatively better; he wasn't dragged to the electric chair, but was instead hung on a torture rack, and he is now covered in wounds.

"Haven't you recruited yet?"

Su Mingzhe asked Shen Bei in front of Zhou Kai.

"They haven't confessed yet; these people are very stubborn."

The interrogation recorder quickly wrote down the Japanese spy's vow to never confess.

The interrogation records were just for show to fool the higher-ups; Su Mingzhe could do whatever he wanted with them.

Shen Bei shrugged helplessly, then raised an eyebrow at Zhou Kai with a slightly provocative smile.

I admit it!

What am I supposed to do? I'm not going to hire anyone!

You guys ask!

You didn't even ask, and you gagged me before I could confess anything!

Zhou Kai roared inwardly, his eyes wide and bloodshot, fear surging into his heart.

He deeply regretted not having thoroughly investigated Gong Shouguo's background beforehand.

Little did they know, it was all a scheme orchestrated by Su Mingzhe.

Without a legitimate reason to break out into conflict, how can Zhou Kai continue his underground network in Jinhua District that he has built up over so many years?

Su Mingzhe is now in the right.

This is no different from robbery.

No, robbery doesn't happen that fast.

With a rag stuffed in his mouth, Zhou Kai could only make muffled sounds.

His eyes became pleading. Zhou Kai was now desperately hoping that his uncle would come to save him. His fear of death had been magnified to an extreme.

Zhou Kai, in his conscience, was ruthless and had taken several lives.

But compared to the devil in front of him, he could almost be called kind.

Time passed second by second, and every minute felt like an eternity to Zhou Kai.

It wasn't until three hours later that a guard's report came from outside.

Su Mingzhe's lips curled slightly, thinking that the main character had probably arrived.

As expected, Sun Yunchu, the deputy head of Jinhua District, arrived.

He walked with hurried steps, carrying a heavy-looking suitcase.

His face was gloomy, but he still managed to force a smile as he said to Su Mingzhe:

"Section Chief Su, I think there must be some misunderstanding here."

To express my apology, why don't you try my mooncake? It's filled with lentil.

He then handed the box over.

Su Mingzhe opened the box, and inside was a staggering 150,000 yuan in legal tender, with brand-new bills neatly arranged.

It seems that Sun Yunchu is really willing to go to great lengths to save his nephew and his men, even at the cost of such a large sum of money.

Now that the money had arrived, Su Mingzhe saw no need to hold onto it. He waved his hand dismissively, as if swatting away a fly.

The soldiers immediately sprang into action, removing the guards who were still alive and Zhou Kai, who was covered in blood, from their torture devices.

Zhou Kai and his companions had been tortured beyond recognition, their bodies covered in wounds and bloodstains.

The soldiers brought them to Sun Yunchu. Their weak bodies were like rag dolls, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Su Mingzhe said with a forced smile:

"Deputy District Chief Sun, I think this is a misunderstanding. I was just doing my job. I hope you won't take offense."

You know what, I've actually never had a mooncake with lentil filling before.

This infuriated Sun Yunchu. He looked at the wretched state of his guards, who were practically useless now.

Looking at his nephew's injuries, he probably won't be able to get out of bed for at least six months.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "I don't mind. I hope Deputy Section Chief Su enjoys the meal."

He wanted to say something harsh, but he couldn't bring himself to utter it.

Ultimately, it's because he lacks the confidence.

If he dared to stand up for himself, the Military Intelligence Bureau would dare to assassinate him the next day.

They've done plenty of things to eliminate dissidents; the people in the Military Intelligence Bureau are a bunch of ruthless lunatics.

After saying that, Sun Yunchu left Chang'an Station without looking back.

Actually, there was no other way. How could one embezzle so much stolen goods without a proper reason? It was better to offend Sun Yunchu to the death to obtain the greatest value.

Since Su Mingzhe joined the organization, his desire for money has reached its peak, since he is the only one with the ability and funds to buy a large amount of supplies.

No sooner had Sun Yunchu left than Qian Kun arrived, carrying two small suitcases.

It looks like this is another way of sending money to Su Mingzhe.

In order to impress Su Mingzhe, Qian Kun was incredibly efficient, collecting a full 300,000 yuan in just a few hours.

Su Mingzhe's distribution plan was also simple: with the 150,000 yuan given by Sun Yunchu, the total was 450,000 yuan.

The station manager received 200,000, Section Chief Li received 150,000, and he himself received 100,000.

After today, he should be called Deputy Station Chief Li.

The long-delayed awarding ceremony has finally begun.