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

Now that Su Mingzhe is the deputy head of the action section, he only needs to sit in the central command tent and direct the operation for minor matters like arresting people, without having to go to the front line himself.

Suddenly feeling interested, Su Mingzhe continued playing with Suzuki Miho.

"Dayou, you're only wearing hemp cloth, not mourning clothes yet? Continue."

Upon hearing this, Luo Dayou took out the strips of cloth he had prepared beforehand and attached them to Suzuki Miho's body one by one.

To help the mixture blend quickly, Luo Dayou thoughtfully sprayed some chili water on it.

Miho Suzuki's face contorted in shock and anger as she screamed:

"Sir, I really confessed everything. I don't know anything anymore... Ah... Waaah..."

Luo Dayou took out his family's heirloom rag and stuffed it into Suzuki Miho's mouth.

Su Mingzhe sneered and said:

"When did I ever say that I would spare you from torture if you confessed?"

Besides, even if I did tell you, what difference would it make? I broke my promise, and you all know that already.

"The moment you set foot on this land, you should have foreseen your fate."

Upon hearing Su Mingzhe's words, Suzuki Miho was utterly devastated. She closed her eyes tightly, two lines of tears streaming down her face, awaiting death.

The cloth strips and flesh still needed some time to soak in, so Su Mingzhe chatted with Luo Dayou.

"Section Chief, you are truly amazing. I, Luo Dayou, have never admired anyone in my life. I admire you to the point of prostration."

Since following Su Mingzhe, he has lived a life of luxury and even transformed from a soldier to an officer, making it as easy as drinking water for him to catch Japanese spies.

Seeing his expression, Su Mingzhe joked:

"I hope you say the same thing to the stationmaster. He'll have quite a look when he finds out he has a rebellious subordinate."

Luo Dayou choked for a moment, his face flushed slightly, and he spoke haltingly:

"Section Chief, I respect the Station Chief, but... this is different..."

"Hahaha......"

Su Mingzhe was amused by his appearance and decided to stop joking with him.

Immediately, his smile faded, his expression turned serious, and he said to Luo Dayou:

"Dayou, I remember you attended a private school, right?"

"I studied for two years, and all that classical Chinese stuff made me dizzy. It's nothing compared to the freedom of handling a gun."

Luo Dayou is a typical academic failure, but Su Mingzhe plans to give him a more intensive course.

“Starting tomorrow, I will have the station chief open a Japanese training class at the station, specifically for the action section. I will select ten action team members to study it.”

I organize my study notes every day, and have my Japanese teacher test me after class. I can only go to sleep if I pass.

"None of you, Shen Bei, or Xu Zhi are getting away."

Even now, President Chang still harbors illusions about the West, hoping they will mediate between them.

However, they themselves are barely able to protect themselves, so why would they care about an outsider? Moreover, Japan's wolfish ambitions will never be satisfied unless it is completely crushed.

With less than a year until all-out war, time is of the essence.

Su Mingzhe's own Japanese level is only so-so, so he needs to brush up on his Japanese during this period to prepare for the future.

"Section Chief, why are we learning this bird language? I..."

Luo Dayou wanted to continue speaking, but Su Mingzhe glared at him, so he had to swallow his words.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Mingzhe said calmly:

"continue."

Upon hearing the news of mandatory study, Luo Da felt annoyed, but as the saying goes, "a higher rank can crush a lower one," so he dared not be angry or speak out.

His face was grim as he walked toward Suzuki Miho, who was lying on the ground barely breathing.

Luo Dayou was very annoyed, but had nowhere to vent his anger, so the female Japanese spy in front of him became the object of his venting.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the strip of cloth wrapped around Suzuki Miho's body, which was already soaked in blood and turned blood red.

With his movement, the strip of cloth was ripped off violently, bringing with it a large patch of Suzuki Miho's flesh and blood, and the connecting tendons and bones also came off.

In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Miho Suzuki struggled desperately in excruciating pain, her body writhing incessantly.

However, Luo Dayou completely ignored her struggles and just kept tearing at the strips of cloth.

Each time the strip of cloth was torn, more blood splattered out.

The splattered blood fell like raindrops onto Luo Dayou's body, quickly staining his clothes a glaring red, and his face was also covered in blood.

And so, three minutes later, Luo Dayou finally completed the execution.

Looking at Suzuki Miho now, her former face had been completely destroyed; her original appearance had long since disappeared, leaving only a bloody mess.

Her body was like a pile of rotten flesh, and from a distance, it was impossible to recognize that she was a person.

Finally, Miho Suzuki's body trembled slightly, then her head tilted to the side, and the breath of life completely dissipated from her body.

Her empty eyes stared straight at Su Mingzhe, filled with endless pain and resentment.

"Chop her up and feed her to the dogs."

After saying this, Su Mingzhe walked out of the interrogation room.

He had something else to say.

make money.

More than a dozen high-ranking officials and their mistresses were taken into another interrogation room. They were trembling with fear, and many of them did not even know what was going on.

The young ladies had never seen anything like this before, and they were so frightened that they burst into tears.

The more knowledgeable one is, the more fearful one becomes.

Their lives hung in the balance between the Military Intelligence Bureau and the military intelligence investigation department.

Even if they are innocent, even if they hold important positions.

Just as everyone was still immersed in fear, Su Mingzhe walked in.

Upon seeing the person in question arrive, everyone started shouting excitedly.

"Silence! Do you think this is a vegetable market?"

Lieutenant Liu Changchun, the deputy leader of the interrogation team, shouted, interrupting the noise of the crowd.

He looked at Su Mingzhe with deep emotion.

In just a few months, Su Mingzhe went from a young second lieutenant who had just graduated to a prominent figure in the station, a deputy section chief with real power.

His influence at the station was second only to the station chief and Deputy Station Chief Li; even Deputy Station Chief Wang had to step aside.

Superior status.

Liu Changchun had watched Su Mingzhe grow up step by step, and he vaguely remembered the scene when Su Mingzhe asked to take the initiative to interrogate the Japanese spies.

They are not comparable anymore.

"I'm in a good mood today. It'll cost 30,000 yuan per person. I'll release them as soon as the money arrives."

Since we're already here, there's no reason not to bleed a little, especially since we've already offended them.

"This is robbery! I'm going to tell Vice Mayor Du!"

The middle-aged man standing to the side said indignantly.

"Robbery doesn't bring in money as quickly as this; I'm clearly extorting money."

"Also, this is my territory. One word from me and you won't leave here alive today, Secretary Wang."

The man was trembling with anger, but he still managed to suppress it.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, your value has just increased, now it's 50,000 yuan per person."