In the torture room No. 76, Jisifeier Road, No. 3.

Su Chende held his hands on his back, looking at the little Taoist priest who was still in a coma with interest.

At this moment, the little Taoist priest was tied with iron chains onto a wooden torture frame, and his head was drooping.

He lit a cigarette slowly and took two sips calmly. Su Chende asked Kuang Fulin beside him, "How is he?"

Kuang Fulin is the doctor on duty today on the 76th.

"I was shot in the calf and stopped bleeding, but the bullets should be taken out as soon as possible. If it is festered for a long time, the legs and feet will not be saved." Kuang Fulin said.

Su Chende frowned.

Kuang Fulin knew what Director Su was asking, so he quickly said, "The prisoner did not hurt the vitals, and he could be interrogated after he woke up."

After thinking about it, Kuang Fulin added, "The prisoner was stabbed by a dagger on the back, which is still a bit hindered. Be careful when torture."

Su Chende confirmed that this "little Taoist priest" could not die, so he felt relieved. As for the "medical order" to be careful to torture, he ignored it at all.

With Su Chende's order, he gave the order.

The interrogation has begun.

First, he woke the person up with a basin of cold water, then he picked up the whip stained with salt water and whipped it hard at the person.

This is the "side dish" before the torture meal on the No. 76.

In fact, some people will speak in front of this "small dish".

After being awakened by physics, you are still in a daze state. The whip soaked in salt water will violently amplify people's pain.

Su Chende frowned.

He liked to hear the prisoners' screams, but this "little Taoist priest" was beaten by a whip, as if a piece of rotten meat was whipped, and he had no reaction.

If the whip hadn't whipped the person, the person's facial muscles would subconsciously twitch, and Su Chende almost thought that this was a walking corpse being tortured.

...

Su Chende blew the ashes and walked forward in two steps. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and grabbed the "little Taoist"'s hair with his right hand and pulled up his head.

He whispered, "Just shout out the pain if it hurts, no one will say you are a coward."

A mouthful of blood flowed out of the "Little Taoist"'s mouth. He swallowed it back into his stomach and glanced at Su Chende, "Why arrest me?"

Su Chende smiled, "Okay, brother, don't you find it funny to ask this question at this time?"

He patted the little Taoist priest on the shoulder, "Where is Xiao Mian? Tell me, I will suffer less."

The little Taoist priest smiled after hearing this. He grinned, his snow-white teeth stained with blood. He said weakly, "Who are you?"

Su Chende said, "I am Su Chende."

A strong, unconcealed contempt appeared in the eyes of the little Taoist priest, "Director Su from the Central Government's Jiangsu and Shanghai Region?"

Su Chende understood this contemptuous look, and he was not angry, and said with a laugh, "Mr. Wang will not abandon him, Su is now following Mr. Wang's peaceful national saving movement."

"Sing generously in Yanshi, calmly be a prisoner of Chu. The sword is drawn and the young man is saved." The little Taoist priest said in a low voice. He was sneering. Suddenly he shouted, "Shameless! It would be better than the sword is drawn and there would be no East-faith dog today!"

"Extremely!" Su Chende shook his head and said, he didn't seem to be annoyed, pointing to the little Taoist priest and said, "I'm too extreme!"

"There is a huge gap in China and Japan's national strength. There is no future in the War of Resistance. The War of Resistance is the real destruction of the country and the tribulation. It is because of this that Mr. Wang insisted on leading everyone to find a path of peace." Su Chende talked happily, "You are too extreme, too extreme."

The little Taoist priest snorted coldly and ignored Su Chende.

"I think I am right in politics, which is right and wrong. If you don't agree, it can be discussed." Su Chende said. When he saw the little Taoist priest not speaking, he smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about politics for the time being, let's talk about something else."

His tone was not fast or slow, his tone was smooth, and he said, "Tell me about you."

The little Taoist priest didn't speak.

"Tell me about Xiao Mian." Su Chende said, "Don't say that you have never met Xiao Mian. You are the team leader and are qualified to meet Xiao Mian."

The little Taoist priest suddenly looked up.

Su Chende's face was calm and nodded slightly at the Taoist priest, "We know more than you think, so in order to suffer less flesh and blood, I hope our conversation can be more pleasant."

"No, you don't know much." The little Taoist priest suddenly laughed, laughing happily.

The words Su Chende just said seemed to be fine, but he only said "group leader" but did not point out what team leader he was. This detail attracted the attention of the little Taoist priest, which shows that the enemy only knew that he was the team leader, but did not have more accurate information.

Su Chende then said, "We know more than you think." This sentence is even more superfluous, which is a manifestation of lack of confidence.

Because if the enemy really knows more situations, he will directly point out his name, position in the special intelligence group, etc., instead of a simple sentence "group leader", because only the most detailed information can better defeat the psychological defense of the person being punished.

This discovery made the little Taoist priest feel relieved. What he cares most about now is why he was exposed.

This discovery shows that the enemy has not mastered too much.

In other words, even if the situation of a traitor that he was most worried about was the case, it means that the traitor didn't know much, which was a blessing in disgrace.

This means that as long as he can hold on and never spit out words, the enemy's threat to the Shanghai Special Information Group and the team leader will end here!

Su Chende's face changed, and then he understood the loophole in his words just now.

This made Su Chende very upset. He realized that unlike Quanlin's inexperienced young man, the man in front of him was a hard bone with very rich experience in fighting.

"Continue." Su Chende said with a cold snorting.

"Come on." The little Taoist priest smiled contemptuously, "It just happened to loosen the bones for Master Dao."

...

Spring breeze and delightful building.

"Brother Chen, you are late, so you need to be punished with wine, and you will be punished with wine." Zhao Shuli directly filled Chen Mingchu's glass and shouted.

"Brother Zhao, every time I drink with you, I will get me drunk." Chen Mingchu happily drank the wine in the glass and said with a wry smile.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables." Zhao Shuli greeted warmly, "It's not that I want to get Brother Chen drunk, it's because Brother Chen has a poor alcohol tolerance."

Chen Mingchu took a bite of the dish, pointed at Zhao Shuli, shook his head, and then suddenly sighed.

"What? Brother Chen has something to worry about?" Zhao Shuli asked immediately.

Comrade "Flame" ordered him to enter No. 76 and strive to further gain the trust of the enemy. Zhao Shuli thought about it over and over again, but did not choose to approach Dingmutun or Li Cuiqun too much, but chose to approach and make friends with Chen Mingchu.

A traitor like Chen Mingchu is the most sensitive and difficult to trust others. However, in a sense, such people also need "friendship" the most.

Therefore, with Zhao Shuli's continuous friendship, the relationship between the two became closer and closer. This time Chen Mingchu was willing to attend Zhao Shuli's banquet, which was enough to show that he had further gained Chen Mingchu's trust.

However, Chen Mingchu was cunning. At first, he politely rejected Zhao Shuli's invitation, and later came to the French Concession on his own, saying that he wanted to invite Zhao Shuli to drink. This kind of reciprocating guest maximized the possibility of falling into a preset ambush.

...

Chen Mingchu didn't say anything and took another sip of the wine.

"Could it be the matter in the yard..." Zhao Shuli lowered his voice, "What is the difficulty Brother Chen? If Zhao needs help, just speak?"

"I have nothing to worry about, but there is a happy event." Chen Mingchu said.

"Oh?" Zhao Shuli showed interest.

"I'm afraid we'll have to eat Director Su's housewarming wine in a few days." Chen Mingchu did not continue, but changed the subject and said.

"Has Director Su made a decision to go to Nanjing?" Zhao Shuli asked.

The agent headquarters has decided to establish the agent headquarters in Nanjing. The rumors that Su Chende will be the mayor of the Nanjing District of the agent headquarters have spread on a small scale, so Zhao Shuli has this question.

"If you can't do it, Mr. Su can still make a big splash before going to Nanjing to take office." Chen Mingchu couldn't help but smile and said without a smile.

Zhao Shuli's heart moved and intended to continue verbal testing. However, Chen Mingchu realized that his words just now were inappropriate and did not continue the topic. Zhao Shuli had to give up.

Chen Mingchu didn't stay too long, and after a while, he left in a hurry on the excuse of having official duties to deal with.

Zhao Shuli lit a cigarette, and he was thinking.

Chen Mingchu left in a hurry, probably for two reasons:

First, although this "departure" was a sudden attack by Chen Mingchu and Chen Mingchu took the initiative, this person was still very alert and did not dare to stay too long.

Secondly, Zhao Shuli noticed that Chen Mingchu was in a bad mood. Although he had only stayed for a while, he had already drunk several glasses of wine.

Combined with Chen Mingchu's sour words and expression just now, Zhao Shuli judged that Chen Mingchu's emotional reaction should be derived from - jealousy!

This jealousy should not only be because Su Chende won the fortune of the Nanjing District Mayor of the Special Agent Headquarters, but also because Su Chende is about to make a contribution.

Moreover, judging from Chen Mingchu's sour attitude, Su Chende's contribution to making does not seem small.

The most important thing is that from Chen Mingchu's words, he learned that Su Chende seemed to be making contributions before going to Nanjing to take office.

Considering the information she had before, Su Chende was about to go to Nanjing to take office soon. This shows that Su Chende's contribution is now, which means that Su Chende is currently planning and carrying out a certain action, and the action is almost successful!

Or maybe, Su Chende made significant progress in a certain work at hand.

No matter what the situation is, this is a dangerous sign.

"Flat tip."

"Brother, I'm here."

Zhao Shuli pondered for a moment, "You go find paint and have wine."

The name of Yumingqi, and the nickname is Yuzhiqi. He is a little slut in the French Concession. After Zhao Shuli was secretly recruited by the secret agent headquarters, he arranged for several subordinates, including Yuzhi, to sneak into No. 76.
To be continued...