troubled times reckless

I reached out and patted Yue Weiren's shoulder: "Brother Yue, since that's the case, then we've settled our suspicions."

After saying that, I stood up and left, Yue Weiren followed me to the door, but said: "Well... Liang Hao, I still have something unclear in my heart..."

I turned to look at him.

He smiled embarrassedly, and said tentatively: "There is a lot of rumors outside...you and Luo Wu...are...that...?"

I raised my eyebrows: "No, don't think about it."

Yue Weiren let out a sigh of relief and grinned the corners of his mouth, and the muscles on his face relaxed: "Sure enough...the rumors are unbelievable. I was swayed by people's words at the beginning, so I had such a big misunderstanding about Mr. Luo...now Only after investigation and visits can we know the truth, good and evil.”

"Oh?"

"During dinner at the Luo mansion, I saw that Mr. Luo was very considerate and gentle to the three aunts and wives during the dinner. At that time, I thought, maybe those rumors about you outside are also false..."

I laughed: "It didn't happen in the first place, but it's a pity that everyone's mouths make money, and accumulated losses sell bones."

"Hey... Liang Hao, don't slap your face!"

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While arranging furniture in the new mansion, my eldest brother sent me a letter saying that the previous work was done, and the contact person was his "friend" for many years, and asked me to deal with it carefully.

Looking at the conclusive news in the letter, I couldn't help being stunned for a while, and with a lot of joy and excitement in my heart, I got into the car parked at the door.

As soon as the door of the back seat was closed, the car started, and the co-pilot turned around, with an ordinary round face under the black hair parted in the middle, and smiled at me: "Mr. Chen Rang, nice to meet you."

I smiled and stretched out my hand to shake it: "Director Chen, Jiu Yang, I have heard that you are vigorous and resolute in your work, and you are dedicated to the party. You really deserve your reputation. I heard that the suspect was arrested three days ago?"

A simple and honest smile appeared on the face of the man named Chen Rang: "Thank you, Mr. Liang is the one who can provide us with such conclusive information after checking the details."

I sighed: "When I was in the Northeast, I knew that he had connections with the Communist Party, but considering the overall situation, I was lucky enough to fight the Japanese pirates together. I hoped that he would turn his back on the shore. Later, I heard that he turned his back on the dark side and became General Yue." Adjutant, I feel very relieved, I don't want him to be in the national army, but communicate with others privately..."

"When did Master Liang find out?"

I thought about it: "Whenever he finishes his business, he always goes to some secret strongholds to meet with people. At that time, I suspected..."

Chen Rang nodded: "The people we sent to follow up also found his whereabouts, but..."

"Just what?"

Chen Rang said indifferently: "It's just that he has been interrogated for so long, and he hasn't recruited yet."

I was stunned for a moment, with a distressed expression on my face: "I thought he was just showing signs of joining the Communist Party, but I didn't expect...he has become a diehard..."

As he said that, the car stopped in front of two connected buildings in the suburbs. There was a house plate with the words "Fenglin Bridge" hanging in front of the building.

Chen Rang led me to go inside. The outside room is the office, down to the ground floor, water prison, trial hall, torture room, everything is available.

In front of the main hall hangs a blue sky and a white sun, and there are three rows of slogans written in white on a black background:

"Gather the elites of civil and military youth from all over the country; revive the backbone of our Chinese nation."

"Unity of will, discipline, and perseverance."

"Purge corruption, wake up the people, clean up internal strife, resist foreign aggression, and revive China."

Observing secretly, I saw that the black iron fence outside was full of people.Further inside is the torture room, the trial hall...there are sticks, tiger stools, iron nails, leather whips, barbed wire, mace and other instruments of torture, and the black iron is shining brightly.

The deeper you go, the more intense the smell of blood and rust wafting into your nose.

With Chen Rang's signal, the guard opened the inner room.

The heavy locking sound seemed a little abrupt in the faint groans and howls from the surrounding torture chamber.

Chen Rang smiled, took a step back, and said to me: "Mr. Liang, please."

I nodded, raised my hand to straighten the collar of my military uniform, and as soon as I entered the door, I noticed fresh blood stains on the wall.

There is no daylight in the dark room, only the electric lamp casts dark shadows overhead.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and couldn't help curling the corners of my mouth.

That smell is familiar to me.

"Mr. Liang?"

I opened my eyes and met Shang Chen Rang's staring gaze.

He quickly lowered his eyes and took out the key, opened the second black iron fence in front of him, stepped aside, and I stepped over the threshold and walked in.

In the dark room, there was a cold and damp atmosphere.The corners are covered with white and yellow mold spots and black and red bloodstains beside the moss.A shadow huddled in the corner of the room, and when the door sounded, it seemed to move.

I walked over, but saw that group of shadows stretched out a head and looked over, only a pair of pale eyes remained on the dark face.

I looked at him quietly, and my eyes widened suddenly.

The black shadow finally gathered into a human shape, leaning against the wall and stood up tremblingly.

He was wearing heavy shackles on his hands and feet, making a bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang sound, before he could straighten his back, he fell forward.

He fell to the ground, exposing his bloody back, and I watched him quietly, swaying his body like a huge lizard, crawling towards me.

When he reached my feet, he looked up at me, and I knelt down to meet his eye level, and reached out to caress his face: "Do you still recognize me?"

He nodded numbly and spoke, his voice was somewhat indistinguishable: "...recognize...recognize..."

I smiled: "It's good to recognize you, but I don't recognize you a little bit."

Except that the bridge of his nose was still straight, his entire face was so distorted that the original eyebrows could not be seen.

"...I...I..." He grabbed my trousers.

"what?"

"...I...I...not..."

"Aren't you a Communist Party?"

He nodded vigorously, panting, his forehead almost hitting the ground.

"It's not up to you..." I curled the corners of my lips, "You said you weren't, didn't you?"

He opened his mouth, and his mouth was full of blood: "...you... I... listen to you... I listen to everything..."

"Huh? I can't hear..."

"...you...whatever you want me to do...I will do...I...I will listen to you..."

I sighed, stood up, and looked down at the figure crawling under my feet: "If I knew today, why bother?"