Li Cuiqun stood in front of the office window and looked out quietly.

When thinking about things, he likes to see the busyness in the yard through that glass.

Hu Sishui stood beside him.

"Has that Taoist priest been tricked?" Li Cuiqun asked.

"Not yet." Hu Sishui said, "It is said that Director Su personally tortures. The Taoist priest fainted several times and kept gritting his teeth."

Li Cuiqun smiled and shook his head. As far as he knew, Su Chende had been in the interrogation room, which could be described as almost indecisive. Obviously, Su Chende intended to make this "unparalleled contribution" before going to Nanjing to take office.

Yes, Li Cuiqun even used the "unworldly achievements" to describe it.

The Red Party's power is still very weak and will not easily take fierce actions. The Central Command's Suzhou and Shanghai District was almost destroyed, and the Military Control Commission's Shanghai District was successively cracked by the Special Agent Headquarters, causing heavy losses. For the Special Agent Headquarters, the biggest enemy at present, the most difficult enemy is Xiao Mian's Military Control Commission's Shanghai Special Academic Group.

The most important thing is that Xiao Mian has registered with the Japanese. What can I say? If Su Chende could follow the clues through the little Taoist priest and then defeat Xiao Mian and his special group, the great contribution would be to the general's command of Shanghai!

Hu Sishui glanced at Li Cuiqun and felt that Su Chende captured an important figure in the Shanghai Special Love Group, which was very close to capturing Xiao Mian. This was a great contribution, but Deputy Director Li did not seem to be as excited as he imagined.

“Huh?”

Li Cuiqun exclaimed lightly.

A black Ford car drove in from the yard. He knew the license plate. It was Cheng Qianfan's car.

What did Cheng Qianfan do at this time?

Li Cuiqun couldn't help but wonder that his junior brother had always been to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble.

"Director, it's Cheng Qianfan's car." Hu Sishui glanced at it and recognized Cheng Qianfan's car.

"Let's go, let's meet 'Mr. Xiao Cheng'." Li Cuiqun said with a smile.

...

"Tell me, Xiao Mian's true identity, where does he live?" Su Chende pulled the little Taoist priest's hair and shouted.

Because of his eagerness and cruelty, his face was a bit ferocious.

The little Taoist priest never said a word, which made Su Chende become impatient.

He knew very well that the earlier the little Taoist priest spoke, the greater the possibility of achieving maximum results.

Su Chende was not afraid to treat Xiao Mian with the most cautious attitude.

He has a clear understanding that this is a very powerful opponent, and it is not easy to defeat such an opponent.

Therefore, although he captured the young Taoist priest, an important figure in the Shanghai Special Incident Group, and although Su Chende was extremely excited and eager to capture Xiao Mian, he became more anxious and cautious in his actual actions, because Su Chende knew that the opportunity to capture someone like Xiao Mian was extremely precious. If he missed it this time, it would be hard to say next time.

The little Taoist priest sneered and looked at Su Chende coldly.

There is disdain, contempt, fighting will, and unyielding spirit in this gaze, which means there is no compromise and surrender, no surrender or bowing!

This angered Su Chende.

He asked someone to bring a hammer and a nail, and he used a hammer to hit the nail hard, just like a carpenter nailed it. In that way, the long nail pierced the little Taoist priest's palm, nailing the palm firmly on the torture frame.

The little Taoist priest let out a tragic howl, and his head tilted as he howled, and fainted again.

Wow!

After a scoop of water fell, the little Taoist priest was splattered and woke up.

A huge pain swept over again. He drooped his head, gritted his teeth, and moaned.

"Xiao Mian's true identity!" Su Chende gritted his teeth, and a sinister voice rang, "His address."

"Ha..." The little Taoist priest raised his head with difficulty and looked at Su Chende, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is a provocative smile.

The anger vine in Su Chende's heart suddenly came up.

He stretched out his hand and took the whip handed over by his subordinates, and used all his strength to whip it. He even deliberately whipped the tip of the whip on the palm that was nailed by the nail, which greatly increased the pain of the tortured person.

Soon, the little Taoist priest fainted again in screams.

A can of water poured down.

The little Taoist priest did not wake up.

"Doctor Kuang." Su Chende glanced at Kuang Fulin.

Su Chende attached great importance to the little Taoist priest, so he simply pressed Kuang Fulin into the torture room for use at any time.

Kuang Fulin walked forward, flipped the eyelids of the tortured person, touched his pulse, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there still breath."

Then he listened with a stethoscope, checked the wound of the tortured person, and said with a serious expression, "Director Su, this person can no longer be tortured."

He looked at Su Chende, "This person was injured and lost too much blood. If he was severely tortured in a short period of time, he would probably not be able to survive."

Su Chende stepped forward two steps. He grabbed the little Taoist priest's hair, pulled his head back, and flipped over the little Taoist's eyelids, then let go of his hand dejectedly. The little Taoist's head drooped like a cabbage hanging from the wall in winter.

"Heal his injuries." Su Chende said coldly, "I must ensure that I will not delay tomorrow's interrogation."

"Tomorrow is a bit difficult." Kuang Fulin shook his head and said, "It will take at least two days..."

Then, he saw Su Chende's red eyes.

Su Chende's eyes seemed to be on fire and said coldly, "It's tomorrow."

He pointed to the person who fainted and sentenced, "This is a prisoner, just don't die."

...

"You, don't say this in front of your sister-in-law." Li Cuiqun pointed at Cheng Qianfan and said with a smile, "If not, I wouldn't have any good results."

Hearing that Li Cuiqun did not hide his fear of his wife, Cheng Qianfan deliberately shook his head and sighed, "Senior, my husband's leadership is not strong, my husband's leadership is not strong."

Li Cuiqun walked to Cheng Qianfan and circled around him.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Qianfan looked alert.

"It is rumored that Mr. Xiao Cheng is often scratched by his cat on his face. I'll see if it's true." Li Cuiqun said with a smile.

"Rumors are all rumors," Cheng Qianfan argued, "My cat has been kept for many years and is the most well-behaved and never catches people."

Li Cuiqun burst into laughter.

Cheng Qianfan also laughed.

He felt a little relieved.

When he stepped into No. 76, he was determined without hesitation and had no lack of determination.

He wasn't sure what was waiting for him.

Perhaps it was the black muzzle and the cruel torture.

The unknown is like an abyss, devouring people's hearts, and only the strongest warrior can overcome it!

His original intention was to go directly to the special high school class.

Cheng Qianfan knew that the Special High School had eyes and ears in the agents' headquarters, and these eyes and ears were handled by Araki Hatsuma.

As long as he circled around Araki, he had a great chance to learn about the situation on Kisifiel Road.

However, Cheng Qianfan then rejected the plan by himself.

The direct reason is that according to the situation he has, Su Chende was very cautious and alert this time and has been trying his best to keep this secret. Cheng Qianfan judged that even if the Special High School will master the situation here, there may be lag.

In addition, there is another reason, that is, Cheng Qianfan has been thinking about it over and over again. Even if he goes to the Special High School Course to find out the news, it will take an opportunity and a prerequisite. With Miyazaki Kentaro's temperament, he will take the initiative to pay attention to the affairs of the agent headquarters. Although it is hard to be considered suspicious, it will not be beautiful after all.

Although this is critical, Cheng Qianfan still does not forget to remind himself that the more he is at this moment, he should be more careful and not be careless.

If the little Taoist priest holds up and never reveals more information, instead he has loopholes due to his eagerness, that is the worst situation!

Therefore, after Cheng Qianfan thought about it, he decided to go to Jisifei Road first.

The excuse is very direct. He had contact with Tingmu Tun during his trip to Nanjing, and because of Liu Xia, there was a conflict between him and Tingmu Tun.

For this reason, it is reasonable for him to visit Li Cuiqun and deepen his feelings.

...

Two men who were "fearing their wives" joked with each other.

"Have you returned from Nanjing?" Cheng Qianfan handed a cigarette and asked Li Cuiqun without any intention.

"What? You and Brother Ding are having fun in Nanjing. You haven't seen each other for a few days, so you're just thinking about reminiscing about the past?" Li Cuiqun said with a smile.

Cymmentun and Cheng Qianfan had a conflict in Nanjing, so he naturally received relevant information.

Li Cuiqun has even found out the root of the conflict between the two:

The old habit of Tingmutun was accused of Secretary Liu, who was beside Secretary Chu. Liu Xia was not sarcastic about Tingmutun, but was closer to Cheng Qianfan. In this way, Tingmutun was naturally very disliked by Cheng Qianfan. This dislike was also magnified by Tingmutun during the subsequent routine investigation of Cheng Qianfan.

There was a conflict between the two, and Li Cuiqun was happy to see them and was very happy.

Cymmen Tun's understanding of Cheng Qianfan is far less profound than that of him. Li Cuiqun is well aware of Cheng Qianfan's energy in the French Concession, especially he has a deeper understanding of the close relationship between Cheng Qianfan and the Japanese. Such Cheng Qianfan and Cymmen have conflicts. For Li Cuiqun, this is God's help.

"Happy, very pleasant." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Director Ding cares about me very much and keeps asking about my well-being."

As he said that, he looked at Li Cuiqun, "Senior, I don't believe that you don't know the conflict between me and Ding."
To be continued...