[Congratulations, host, you have obtained encrypted intelligence]

As the system notification sounded, three notifications rang in Su Mingzhe's mind.

Then, three portraits appeared in his mind, along with basic information.

Wow, this guy in front of me is the leader of the Wildcat Squad. That's an unexpected bonus.

At this point, all Japanese spy groups in the Chang'an area had been dismantled.

"stop."

Seeing that Yamamoto Takeshi had started foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes, Su Mingzhe quickly called for a stop.

As the leader of the defection team, Takeshi Yamamoto must have even deeper intelligence.

At least, he can't die now.

"Let him wake up."

The guards standing nearby were already familiar with Su Mingzhe's methods.

The interrogation room no longer has clean water, and the bricks that come with the tiger bench, whips, and other low-end torture instruments.

The interrogation room now only has Soviet-style toys such as pepper spray, leeches, and air pumps.

To prevent the electric chairs from malfunctioning, Su Dashan specially applied to the General Affairs Department to have an electric chair added to each interrogation room.

If there are too many people being interrogated at the same time, two people can be put on the electric chair together.

Double the fun when used by two people.

Just then, a guard grabbed a hammer and smashed it down on Yamamoto Takeshi's hand.

"Woo..."

Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes widened, and he instantly snapped out of his near-collapse state.

His mouth was stuffed with a rag, so he couldn't even utter the most basic "ah".

Seeing that Yamamoto Takeshi had regained consciousness, the guards were about to increase the intensity of his treatment again.

The electric chair is no longer usable.

Using the electric chair frequently in a short period of time would definitely kill him.

So the guards who carried out the execution changed to a gentler method.

Wear linen and wear filial piety.

Just then, Xu Feng dismissed the guards who were about to carry out the execution.

Su Mingzhe looked on in surprise, his brows furrowed.

Xu Feng actually sympathized with Japanese spies?

It seems I shouldn't have mentored him.

However, the next moment, Su Mingzhe realized that he had overthought things.

Xu Feng simply felt that watching wasn't enough, so he started playing it himself.

He first removed Yamamoto Takeshi's shirt. Yamamoto Takeshi instinctively tried to curl up and hide, but the sturdy chair back and the tightly bound ropes behind him made it impossible for him to move.

He could only futilely twist his body, his eyes filled with fear and unease.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Feng turned around and snatched the iron brush from the guard's hand.

On the table next to him was a jar of chili water. Xu Feng picked up an iron brush and dipped it into the chili water.

The gaps in the wire of the iron brush were instantly soaked with thick, pungent chili water. With a flick of his wrist, the juice dripped down and splashed onto the ground.

Then, Xu Feng began to scrub Yamamoto Takeshi's bare upper body with an iron brush.

The moment the brush touched Yamamoto's skin, a terrifying "shh" sound rang out, accompanied by the burning pain of chili water, leaving bloody marks on Yamamoto's chest and back.

Blood instantly seeped from the wounds, mixing with the chili water, meandering and staining his body in mottled patterns.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Yamamoto's forehead, mingling with blood and chili water, sliding down his cheeks, making him look as if he had been rolled in blood.

He was making "woo-woo" sounds in his throat, desperately wanting to beg for mercy, but his mouth was tightly stuffed with a rag, so he could only let the broken sounds muffled in his throat.

He was so angry; why was he so foul-mouthed?

If you confess right away, why suffer all this pain?

However, his ideas were too naive and innocent.

At the same time, he didn't know Su Mingzhe well enough.

You think you'll be fine once you confess?

Whether you recruit or not, you still have to go through the process; Chen Lin next door is the best example.

However, this is only the beginning.

What’s more terrifying is yet to come.

Xu Feng pressed strips of cloth onto Yamamoto Takeshi's wounds, allowing them to gradually blend together.

At this moment, although Yamamoto Takeshi did not know what Xu Feng wanted to do, his inner fear still made him struggle.

He's going to confess! He's going to confess!

Seeing Yamamoto Takeshi's violent reaction, Xu Feng stopped what he was doing and quietly looked at Su Mingzhe.

Seeing that Yamamoto Takeshi was barely clinging to life, Su Mingzhe was genuinely afraid that he would die, and finally softened his heart for once.

"Let him speak."

Interestingly, the person who feared Yamamoto Takeshi's death even more than Yamamoto Takeshi himself was Su Mingzhe.

Upon hearing Su Mingzhe's order, Xu Feng yanked the rag out of Yamamoto Takeshi's mouth.

Takeshi Yamamoto felt a sense of rebirth, and he gasped for breath.

Suddenly, he realized that the air around him was somewhat quiet.

Fearing that Su Mingzhe would gag him again, Yamamoto Takeshi hurriedly said:

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

Yamamoto Takeshi finally broke down, letting out a hoarse, strained roar, his voice rough and hoarse from the previous torture.

His eyes were filled with panic as he stared intently at Su Mingzhe, eager to curry favor with the young officer before him.

He then proceeded to describe in great detail the names, ages, physical characteristics, skills, and even the secret meeting places of his team members.

This perfectly matches the information provided by the system.

It seems that Takeshi Yamamoto is truly afraid this time.

At this moment, only a pitiful creature remains, desperately begging for mercy and trying to save himself on the brink of death.

After he had calmed down a bit and his breathing had become more steady, he stammered out two more pieces of additional information.

The first is the note that Xu Feng had previously seized, which stated that an assassination attempt would be launched against Vice President Zhang of Dalian Commercial Bank. The original plan was for two other members of the Wildcat Group to carry it out.

However, since his team members were completely exposed, this message became meaningless.

Su Mingzhe frowned slightly, showing little interest in the news, but Yamamoto Takeshi's next words immediately piqued his interest.

Takeshi Yamamoto buried his radio, new codebook, and some recent intelligence under the jujube tree in the yard.

The new codebooks, in particular, are of immense value.

Xu Feng only realized what was going on after Yamamoto Takeshi finished speaking.

He said he had searched all over but found nothing of value; apparently, Yamamoto had buried it all under the tree.

Su Mingzhe turned to the guard beside him and said:

"Do as he says, find the things and bring them back."

Suddenly remembering something, Su Mingzhe instructed the soldiers:

"Be careful when digging, and don't touch any booby traps."

He's extremely experienced in this kind of thing.

Without the system, he would have been killed off on his very first mission.

After stretching his slightly sore neck, Su Mingzhe said to Yamamoto Takeshi:

"If you have any other valuable intelligence, just tell me now. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Yamamoto Takeshi quickly begged Su Mingzhe for mercy:

"Sir, that's all I know. I've confessed everything I know. Just give me a quick death."

He knew it was unrealistic to let him go, so he opted for a quick and decisive end.

Su Mingzhe then heard the key phrase: "I confessed everything."

Since you've already confessed, doesn't that mean you're worthless?

Then, Su Mingzhe said to Xu Feng:

"Gag him and continue."

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