In the Military Intelligence Department, Lin Wenhua did not go home after returning, but waited quietly in the office.
"Dong dong... come in... squeak..."
The door of the office was opened, and Li Dingqiao and Lu Xiaoying walked in. Lin Wenhua immediately stood up and took the two of them aside.
"Miss Lu, I'm so sorry to keep you busy so late."
"It's okay, it's okay..." Lu Xiaoying waved her hands with a smile on her face, but she still couldn't hide her tiredness.
"Anyway, I'm here to express my gratitude to Miss Lu. I wonder if Miss Lu has drawn those people?"
After hearing this, Lu Xiaoying took out a roll of drawing paper and put it on the table, saying: "Chief Lin, you have drawn all the people you asked me to draw.
But because most of the people I’ve met have only met a few times accidentally, there are many details that are not perfect, and they are only about 60 or 70% similar.”
"Enough, enough..." Lin Wenhua picked up the painting and looked at it, nodded, and put the painting aside.
"Miss Lu, I wonder if there has been any progress in finding someone to draw the portrait for you? We need too much painting here, and it is too hard for you to do it alone."
"It's not hard, it's not hard..." Lu Xiaoying waved her hand and said, "I have found five people from my classmates. I wonder when can I come over?"
"Miss Lu, there may be some procedures required for people to come over. Please give me the list. I need to find someone to investigate. If there is no problem with your identity, you can come over after passing the test.
Please forgive me for this, Miss Lu. We are a special department here. When you come to work, your identity needs to be checked. Please understand, Miss Lu."
Lu Xiaoying listened, but she didn't have any objections. She was familiar with the Military Intelligence Office and knew more or less about the things inside. She knew that what Lin Wenhua said was true.
The two talked for a while, and Lin Wenhua stood up and said, "Miss Lu, it's so late, so I won't delay. The car is ready. I'll have someone take you back to rest."
"Dingqiao, send Miss Lu off. We must send Miss Lu home safely."
"yes……"
Lin Wenhua sent Lu Xiaoying out of the office. After the two left, he returned to the office, took the portrait, and went to Zhang Hongxin's office next to it.
"Hongxin, the portrait is out. Take it for a photo, develop it, and divide it into multiple parts to send out. That's right! I'm attaching a copy of the portrait I drew based on the description of Brother Liao and Instructor Chen."
After saying that, Lin Wenhua handed the portrait to Zhang Hongxin, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the person's name and address on the paper.
"Hongxin, these are the spies that I, Lin Mo, and Brother Liao have developed in Nanjing. There are rickshaw gangs, policemen, and street gangsters.
You give them the photos and let them do their research. By the way, you will be responsible for contacting them during this period. If you find anything, please notify me immediately."
After Lin Wenhua finished speaking, he handed the paper with a bunch of things written on it to Zhang Hongxin.
Zhang Hongxin took it, glanced at it, put it away, and said with a wry smile: "Team leader, you are really good at directing people. You have just had a break for a few days! You are so busy again."
"There is nothing I can do... I also want to rest him for a few more days, but the Japanese won't let me! Without Brother Liao to help me with this investigation, I will have to work hard for him."
The two complained to each other and immediately got down to business. After the discussion was completed, they started to arrange the arrangements overnight.
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"Bang bang bang..."
After falling asleep, there was a sudden knock on Lin Mo's door. Lin Mo rolled out of the car, dressed and equipped himself in one go, and opened the door in less than ten seconds.
Seeing Lin Mo moving so quickly, Wu Lin couldn't help but praise: "It's fast enough! Not bad..."
"That's a compliment, Lao Wu, what happened to calling me in the middle of the night?"
Wu Lin heard this and said with a smile: "That guy couldn't bear it any longer and spoke."
"Have you spoken?..."
"Yes... let's go! Let's go there together..."
After saying that, Wu Lin took Lin Mo with him, woke up Liu Zhenshan, and walked to the interrogation room together.
"Wu Lin, that's awesome! You haven't even taken action yet, and now you're talking?"
Hearing Liu Zhenshan's words, Wu Lin was a little dissatisfied and said: "What do you mean by not dispatching? Don't look at the weight of my attack, but there is a lot of knowledge in it.
Let’s just say that the shoes were slightly larger than the other person’s feet, which not only gave the feet room to move, but also prevented the wound from rubbing against the burlap lining of the shoe.
If the target does not move its feet, the linen wadding will touch the wound, making the wound itchy, which is both torturous and makes the target unable to move.
Moving will rub the wound, and at the same time, more linen will touch the wound, making the wound more itchy. At this time, you can't help but move, making the wound more painful and itchy.
This cycle continues, and the pain and itch will continue to torture the target. As the pain and itch increase, the target will become more and more unbearable, until the target completely collapses."
After Wu Lin finished speaking, several people had already arrived at the door of the interrogation room. As soon as they opened the quilt and entered, the three of them were shocked by the scene inside.
"Zhiwuwu..." The gagged Japanese spy's body swayed crazily and rhythmically, making the wooden frame creak.
The area where the Japanese spy was tied had been worn to pieces by the rope due to resistance, and blood was dripping down.
Even Wu Lin didn't expect this scene. He pulled the guard who was watching aside and asked quickly: "What's going on? Isn't the man about to speak? Why does he seem to have lost consciousness?"
"Sir Wu, this...I don't know this either! Just now I came in to water the water, and he said he wanted to speak, and that's what happened next..."
After hearing this, Wu Lin did not dare to delay any longer, so he grabbed the man and quickly stepped forward to untie the Japanese spies. Lin Mo and Liu Zhenshan also stepped forward, standing guard to prevent the Japanese spies from causing trouble.
Facts proved that Lin Mo and the others were wrong. After the Japanese spy was put down, he was still trembling while lying on the ground.
Wu Lin wanted to take off his shoes, but as soon as he touched the shoes, the Japanese spy started shaking violently. In the end, Wu Lin had no choice but to find scissors and cut the shoes open.
The scene inside made Lin Mo couldn't help but feel his stomach churn, and he almost vomited it out.
There was not much good skin left on the Japanese spy's feet. They were all worn to a bloody pulp, especially the toes, some of which had been worn to the point of exposing the bones.
"Uh-huh..." The guard who gave Wu Lin a hand finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the corner to retching. Looking at that, he wanted to spit out the gall water.
Liu Zhenshan was also uncomfortable. He turned his head to one side and persisted, resisting the waves of nausea. Lin Mo was not much better than Liu Zhenshan, and his face turned pale.
"You two, stop standing there, bring the medicine box over, hold hands together, and treat the wounds. Otherwise, you may not be able to hold on to our questioning."
After hearing this, Lin Mo hurriedly walked to the side, took the medicine box for the interrogation, and handed it to Wu Lin.
With the help of Lin Mo and his two men, Wu Lin first injected the Japanese spy with morphine to relieve pain. After he calmed down a bit, he injected anesthesia around the wound before starting to clean it.
After a lot of effort, which made the three of them sweat profusely from exhaustion, they finally managed to clean and bandage the wounds of the Japanese spy.
Wu Lin wiped his sweat and said: "Finally, we've sorted it out. Fortunately, none of the injuries are fatal. Just call Lao Zheng and ask him to give him an injection of that medicine to prevent the wound from getting infected."
Liu Zhenshan listened, nodded, looked at the Japanese spy on the ground, and said speechlessly: "Wu Lin, this is too bad! To torture people like this?"
After hearing this, Wu Lin was speechless for a while, and said with helplessness on his face: "I didn't expect it either. This trick is a new idea for me. I only thought it would be itchy and painful. Who would have thought that my feet would end up being worn like this."
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"Forget it, alas... it's already like this, let's go to trial first!" After saying that, Liu Zhenshan greeted the two of them, lifted the spy to a chair, and tied him up.
"Lin Mo, I'll leave the interrogation to you. We'll wait outside." After saying that, Liu Zhenshan pulled Wu Lin out of the interrogation room, leaving only Lin Mo and the Japanese spy.
"Pfft...ah..." A glass of water was poured directly on the Japanese spy's head. When he woke up, he subconsciously moved, and the wound was touched again, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Don't move around. I've already given you a painkiller injection. If you don't move around, it won't hurt much."
After hearing Lin Mo's words, the Japanese spy sat obediently and stopped moving.
"I'll give you a piece of advice. Be honest and tell me everything I want to know. If you're not honest, wait until the painkiller injection passes. I'm sure you can enjoy it more."
After Lin Mo finished speaking, the Japanese spy lowered his head. After a while, he said in a low voice: "I told you, just ask!"
"Okay..." Lin Mo took out his notebook and sat down opposite the Japanese spy.
"Name……"
"Yang Yongchang..."
"You're not being honest, are you? Then let me give you another piece of advice. These injuries on your body are not fatal. We can continue to torture you. Do you want to try again? Don't think that I don't know who you are.
?”
Hearing this, the Japanese spy shuddered and said quickly: "I am Japanese, my Japanese name is Oiwa Shiro, and Yang Yongchang is my pseudonym.
I am from Kanto, Japan. I live in Shitama, Japan. I am ranked fourth. I have three older brothers, Oiwa Taro, Erlang Saburo, and an older sister, a younger brother, and a younger sister...
After I became an adult, I moved to Manchuria and was introduced to the Chinese class established by T&T High School. Later, I was selected to join T&T High School of Japan and participated in the training of T&T High School...
After the training, I was sent to lurk into Nanjing and was responsible for contacting a person named Nakagawa Shizuka...
Nakagawa Shizuka is also from Zhiyu. Her father planned to send her to Nanyang back then, but she was bought by Ttech. After training, she was sent to Nanjing to obtain information.
She first controlled Wang Kui, who was a relative of Xing Jizhong, a middle-level member of the Party Affairs Investigation Section, and then Shizuka controlled Xing Jizhong through Wang Kui, allowing the two of them to use their identities to gather information for us..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Lin Mo interrupted Oiwa Shiro who kept talking.
"Stop playing tricks in front of me. Don't think that I don't know that you are avoiding the important and taking the easy. What use is this to us? Do you still want to be tortured again?
Let me ask you, who is your contact? How to contact him? Who else do you know about the potential spies? Where are they?"
After hearing this, Shiro Oiwa lowered his head and had no intention of speaking at all.
"Okay... talk back? It seems like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
After saying that, Lin Mo stood up directly, walked to Oiwa Shiro, stepped on the gauze-wrapped foot, and rubbed it.
"I said, I said... I don't know where my superior is, nor his identity, nor who he is? We communicate through dead mailboxes.
There is a room on the first floor of a bungalow on Mofan Road. It is rented. If there is information that needs to be conveyed, I will go there, open the curtains, hang a gray dress in the window, and put the information into the corner of the quilt.
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As long as you see the curtains closed again, it means that the information has been taken away. I went to confirm that the curtains will usually be closed in one to two days.
If there is an emergency, hang blue clothes and require manual assistance. Hang blue tops and require emergency contact. Hang blue trousers and wait inside. If you need both, hang both.
But so far, I have not sent out an emergency contact signal, and I don’t know the specific situation.”
After Shiro Oiwa finished speaking, Lin Mo continued to ask: "What is the name of your group? How many members are there?"
"I don't know..." As soon as Oiwa Shiro finished speaking, Lin Mo made a move to stand up, which frightened Oiwa Shiro and quickly explained: "I really don't know this. I was in Nanjing and have never met any other members except Jingmei.
When I arrived in Nanjing, I lurked here alone. It wasn't until someone woke me up that I became Jingmei's liaison. Jingmei had already controlled Xing Jizhong at that time, and Jingmei had revealed the previous situation to me.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After I came here, I have not met any team members except Jingmei, and I don’t know anything else about this group. Everything I say is true, please believe it.
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After hearing this, Lin Mo frowned and thought for a moment, then continued: "Okay, I can choose to believe you, but you came to Nanjing alone, and the person who woke you up cannot find you directly and tell you what the other party is using.
How can I contact you?"
"Advertisement, before I came here, I had already decided on the method of awakening. The person to be awakened would publish an agreed advertisement in Jinling Daily. There would be a contact address on it."
"Oh... then tell me the content of the advertisement."
"It's for soap. It's soap made in Argentina. It has a sales address on it. It's Huimin Street, Xiaguan. I'll go find the place and use the agreed code to contact you."
After hearing this, Lin Mo nodded and continued: "Okay, let's get this out of the way first. I'll ask you again, have you ever met anyone else from Utech in Nanjing?"
Hearing this, Oiwa Shiro lowered his head again and fell silent.
"It seems that it is there. Why, I don't want to say it anymore. Is the scar healed and the pain forgotten?"
Seeing this, Shiro Oiwa didn't wait for Lin Mo to get up and walked over, and said directly: "I did meet someone I trained with, and I know where he might be.
But if you want me to tell you, you must agree to a condition. Don’t worry, I’m not asking you to let me go.”
Lin Mo listened and said with a smile: "It's about that Nakagawa Shizuka! Don't worry, I know she is just a sexist, and she definitely doesn't know any secrets, so she is still fine now.
But if you don’t say it, that’s not necessarily the case. I heard that you have a very close relationship with her, so you wouldn’t want him to experience the pain you suffered, right?”
This time, Oiwa Shiro did not speak directly. He was silent for a while before saying, "Can I see her?"
"No..." Lin Mo directly rejected Oiwa Shiro and said nonsense: "Because I guessed that she was of little use, she had been sent to prison and she was not in the same place as you. Now I don't have the time to waste on this matter.
Tell me honestly! Now that you have come to this point and ended up like this, don’t hold out much hope. I can promise you that when the matter is over, you will give her a happy life and will not let her be humiliated..."
After listening to this, Oiwa Shiro was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "I said... that person's name is Nagao Hidemi, who participated in training with me, and was the best in the same period..."