After the Manchuria agents withdrew, everyone was actually still feeling uneasy. It wasn't until they met An Gonggen's large team that they felt that the drama of escaping from death was over and they were finally safe.
Even if the Manchuria agents try to counterattack again, they still have the confidence to fight to the death and not be captured without mercy.
Of course, Mantetsu agents only wanted Lu Ming, and they had no interest in the agents and bodyguards around him.
Lu Ming and An Gonggen talked alone on the roadside for a while, then returned to the crowd and decided to let the agents from the Fuxing Society headquarters return the same way. Their protection was no longer needed.
These agents are actually responsible for monitoring Lu Ming, but now that two colleagues have died, they really are not in the mood to carry out this secret mission.
However, they had sufficient reasons to return to Nanjing. If they encountered an ambush on the way, they urgently needed to report to the president, and then the higher-ups would come forward to negotiate with the Japanese side.
Ambushing the senior generals and agents of the Renaissance Society outside China's capital city was no small matter.
Lu Ming knew in his heart that this matter would basically go unnoticed. Ozawa Seigoro and others would definitely deny it and deny it firmly, because the Chinese side did not capture the Japanese hostages.
In the context of Japan being strong and China being weak, this is an imaginable result.
If not, how could Ozawa Seigoro dare to openly block senior officials of important institutions of the Republic of China government on the highway.
This is called having confidence.
There hasn't been much progress in Shanghai, and the Shanghai Station of Fuxing Society is now lifeless.
Hou Liang withstood all the torture tests of the Fuxing Society, and other than revealing his identity, he did not reveal any valuable information.
Although he had been tortured to the point of being reduced to a human shape, there was still a breath of energy supporting him, gritting his teeth and persevering to the end.
Witnessing the entire process of his torture, even Zhao Yuanliang and Huang Yanning felt that the basement had become a hell on earth, with a strong ghostly atmosphere.
Hou Liang was unconscious during the entire process except for screaming and screaming. If a doctor hadn't been checking his physical condition, he might have been tortured to death long ago.
Weng Bailing walked back and forth in the interrogation room, yelling obscenities in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
He couldn't understand how a person's will could be so strong and not collapse under such prolonged inhumane torture.
All available tortures have been used, and the purgatory-like pain is like a steel needle piercing people's hearts. Those who are watching find it unbearable.
Weng Bailing didn't know what kind of torture was developed by the cruel officials of the Tang Dynasty. It was said that a person would not hesitate to falsely accuse himself of treason, just to die, even if it caused the annihilation of the entire clan.
But Hou Liang is not. He does not want to die. Instead, he is fighting in this way and continuing to fight with them.
He couldn't figure out whether their criminal laws were inferior to the torture methods of the Tang Dynasty, or whether the current Communists were stronger than those prisoners in the Tang Dynasty.
Finally, when all the tricks were exhausted, the doctor also protested, saying that even if he used any kind of criminal method, even gods would not be able to save this person.
"Then let him die!" Weng Bailing roared.
The doctor stared at the two tired and panting executioners with cold eyes, a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth.
Weng Bailing had no choice but to go back upstairs dejectedly and report to Dai Li.
Dai Li listened to the report with a gloomy face and did not show much surprise.
After a pause for a few seconds, Dai Li asked: "Are you still unable to obtain Hou Liang's other information?"
Huang Yanning got Hou Liang's file from the garrison headquarters. Unfortunately, there were only a few records on it. In addition to his name, even his place of birth was guessed. No other family relationships, social relationships, etc. were recorded.
Huang Yanning specifically asked the interrogation officers at the Security Command why the suspect's information was so thin. They said that there was only one explanation for this situation, which was that the prisoner simply refused to explain.
Perhaps that was why he was directly sentenced to death because there was no value in keeping him alive.
"Let the doctors do their best to save him. Don't let him die. If he can't be saved here, send him to the best hospital and hire the best doctor." Dai Li ordered.
"Sir, this man has no value at all. No valuable information can be extracted from him." Weng Bailing said with a sad face.
"As long as he is alive, he is a threat to the Communist Party. If he dies, he will really have no value." Dai Li said firmly.
Weng Bailing had no choice but to go downstairs in frustration, return to the basement, and discuss the suspect's condition with the doctor.
The answer given by the doctor was that Hou Liang was in critical condition. If he was not rushed to the hospital for rescue, he would definitely not survive the night.
Weng Bailing thought of Dai Li's words, so he had to arrange for Hou Liang to be sent to the Shanghai Army General Hospital and asked the best military doctors in the hospital to treat him.
"How can you torture people like this? Prisoners also have human rights." After the military doctor examined Hou Liang's injuries, he said angrily to Weng Bailing.
"Doctor, this is no ordinary prisoner. He is a very important underground party member. We need his confession." Weng Bailing said coldly.
The military doctor could only be angry and did not dare to say anything. He knew that all important prisoners of the Communist Party did not have any rights. They were political prisoners, not criminal prisoners.
In fact, criminals at that time did not have any human rights. It was just that criminals did not need torture at all. As long as they were beaten, they would basically confess honestly.
"You must save this man. He still has great use value." Weng Bailing said.
"Try your best, I dare not give you any guarantee. Look, this man is already dying, and I am not Hua Tuo." The military doctor looked at Hou Liang with tired eyes and said perfunctorily.
The military doctor was very conflicted. He didn't know whether he should save this patient. If he was a humanitarian, he should give this man an injection to let his soul rest early, so as not to undergo more torture after he was cured.
From a medical point of view, he was not sure that he could cure the patient in front of him. Even if the treatment reached the most ideal level, the patient would be disabled for life.
But he couldn't do this. He was a doctor and was destined to save people but not kill people. As for the extent to which the patient could recover, it was beyond his control.
Weng Bailing arranged for agents to be on duty in three shifts outside the hospital ward. No one except him and the doctor could step into the ward.
He also arranged agents outside the hospital to prevent underground party members from coming to rescue Hou Liang.
When Weng Bailing returned to the Fuxing Society Building, he unexpectedly ran into Lu Ming returning.
"Sir Lu, why are you back?" Weng Bailing couldn't help being surprised.
"Stationmaster Weng, why do you sound so awkward? What's wrong? I can't come back yet?" Lu Ming was already angry, and he got angry when he heard what he said.
"That's not what I meant. Isn't there a ban prohibiting high-level personnel from leaving the city?"
Weng Bailing was still a little confused, wondering if he had been hallucinating due to Hou Liang's screams these days.
He is torturing people, but at the same time he is being tortured.
Torturing people requires a strong psychological quality, just like a person who is a ghost, naturally there is a ghost in his heart.
"Yes, the city I am in is Shanghai. As long as I don't leave Shanghai, it won't be considered a violation of the ban." Lu Ming said and walked straight past him.
"But..." Weng Bailing was stunned on the spot, unable to react.
He knew that this ban was specifically imposed on Lu Ming, but in just a few days, Lu Ming actually violated the ban and returned to Shanghai. Has the ban been cancelled?
Weng Bailing even thought that Lu Ming might not be able to come back after he left. He was taken away by the Military Justice Department, and arriving in Nanjing would be like entering a dragon's den.
Lu Ming disappeared from Shanghai, which was of course the most ideal outcome.
"Sir Lu, how are you along the way?" Dai Li greeted Lu Ming with a smile, like a confidant he hadn't seen for many years.
He received a call from He Zhonghan early in the morning and knew that Lu Ming was back.
Dai Li heard from He Zhong that Lu Ming was rushing back to investigate a kidnapping case. In fact, he had heard about it a long time ago, but the matter was complicated and he had no intention of getting involved, so he automatically blocked the relevant information.
Now that Lu Ming has rushed back to Shanghai because of this matter, Dai Li knows that it may not be justified if he ignores it.