Cheng Qianfan and Haozi exchanged a look. The name Wan Haiyang was a little unfamiliar, and it was not found in the senior management of the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station.
However, it is not ruled out that this person is using a pseudonym, and using a pseudonym is a common thing in actual work.
Just like the name Xiang Wei, it may also be a pseudonym.
"What are your fellow disciples?" Cheng Qianfan blew the ashes, his eyes nailed to Xiang Wei like a hawk.
He knew the question he asked, and once Xiang Wei asked more Chongqing Military Control Commission members to give him what kind of bad results would this bring.
However, Cheng Qianfan must ask.
No, to be precise, Kentaro Miyazaki must interrogate this question and cannot be delayed any more.
"Die, all are dead." Xiang Wei's spirit was a little distracted, his eyes were lost, and he said, "Every are dead."
"All dead? What does it mean?" Cheng Qianfan stepped forward, grabbed Xiang Wei's hair, and pulled his head backwards. He could see that this was a young, frightened, no, or rather, a desperate face with no hope.
"Single line." Xiang Wei said, "We were temporarily recruited."
"What you mean is that you usually have a single line contact with Wan Haiyang, and this assassination operation is to recruit you to form an assassination team temporarily." Cheng Qianfan was happy, but his face sank and asked immediately.
"Yes." Xiang Wei said weakly.
"Do you think I will believe it?" Cheng Qianfan's eyes were cold and he snorted coldly, "Assassination of me, Cheng Qianfan, did not use a mature action team, but recruited so-called isolated members like you?"
He directly hit Xiang Wei's back of the head on the wooden frame with force. The latter was already seriously injured and fainted after his eyelids rolled.
Cheng Qianfan let go of his hand and looked at Xiang Wei with a cold look.
Other police officers in the torture room were so arrogant that they dared not let out. Everyone knew how "paying attention to personal safety" by Brother Fan. It was obvious that the assassination in the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission would greatly anger Brother Fan.
The name of "Xiao Cheng" in the French Concession is definitely not just a concept of name. When Xiao Cheng is angry, the entire French Concession will change color. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as blood flowing into a river.
"Haozi, how credible do you think his words are?" Cheng Qianfan sat in the swivel chair in the torture room, his body moved back, buried his back in the soft leather, and asked with a little tiredness on his cold face.
"Brother Fan." Li Hao thought for a while and said, "In theory, the possibility of Xiang Wei lying to such a level is very small."
After pausing, Li Hao continued, "However, as Brother Fan said, it is not reasonable to choose to temporarily draw isolated personnel to form an assassination team for your assassination."
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, "Except for those hard-core Red Party, ordinary people have long been unable to hold on and dare not lie anymore."
As he said that, he glanced at Xiang Wei who had fainted, with an inexplicable look on his face, "However, Chongqing is not without the stubborn and hard bones."
"This person's emotions have collapsed and they don't look like that kind of hard bone." Li Hao said.
He thought, "Brother Fan, are they choosing to draw the team leader of a single-line personnel to assassinate the team. Is it for confidentiality?"
"Unreasonable." Cheng Qianfan shook his head.
In fact, this kind of secret assassination operation is the best solution to use a complete and mature action team. As for the so-called confidentiality, it is actually that the personnel come from many aspects and are more unfavorable to confidentiality work.
...
At this moment, a noise came from the door of the torture room. Cheng Qianfan turned his head to look and saw Jin Kemu walking towards him accompanied by Su Zhe and three other policemen.
Behind Jin Kemu was Haozi who was hurriedly following him.
Haozi made Brother Fan a powerless expression without stopping him.
Cheng Qianfan knew it in his heart, his eyes were too long, and he actually breathed a sigh of relief.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then quickly sucked it. If it were a resentful look, he met Jin Kemu.
This resentment was naturally not for Jin Kemu, but for being assassinated.
"Uncle Jin." Cheng Qianfan came up and said, "I have not had time to go to Uncle Jin to pay the order, but I have met in this pickled place."
"Qianfan, I heard that you were assassinated, okay?" Jin Kemu asked with concern, looking up and down at Cheng Qianfan.
"It's okay." Cheng Qianfan squeezed out a smile, but the fear in his eyes could not be concealed. "The people who want to kill me, Cheng Qianfan are like crucian carp, but they are all small fish, just rely on them!"
As he said that, he snorted coldly, and the hatred in his eyes was dazzling.
"It's fine, it's fine." Jin Kemu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. His eyes looked behind Cheng Qianfan, to be precise, locked on the man on the torture frame, "Is this the survivor I caught?"
"Yes." Cheng Qianfan responded in the nasal cavity.
"Have you recruited it?" Jin Kemu asked, "I heard that this person was from the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission when I heard that he was at the dock?"
"I've called it." Cheng Qianfan took the cigarette handed over by Jin Kemu, stuffed it into his mouth, and did not light it. He just bit the cigarette and said, "It was said that he was from the Sixth Group of the Shanghai Operation Brigade of the Military Control Commission."
Haozi took out the lighter here, tweaked the wheel and set off the fire, helping Brother Fan ignite the cigarette.
Cheng Qianfan took a heavy breath of cigarette, and a smoke came out of his nose, saying, "Have you heard this name of Wan Haiyang from the Shanghai Operation Team of the Military Control Commission?"
"Wan Haiyang?" Jin Kemu showed a thoughtful look, and he shook his head, "I have no impression."
He frowned, "According to the situation we have with the Chongqing Military Control Commission's personnel in Shanghai, there is no one named Wan Haiyang."
"That's right." Cheng Qianfan nodded with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth, "Chongqing attacked me again and again. Since this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Jin Kemu understood what Cheng Qianfan meant, "this is right" means. The assassin said a name that was not familiar to the military commander of the Shanghai District of the Military Control Commission, which seemed to be extremely likely to lie, but in fact it was more likely to be the truth.
Because if you lie, this person can instead say the name of a more familiar military commander to prove his "military command identity". Not to mention anything else, some of the names of the military commander are actually quite "familiar" in the world:
For example, Lu Xingge, a master of the Military Control Commission, Zheng Lijun, a master of the Military Control Commission, Zhan Qimin, and so on.
These people from the Military Intelligence Bureau Shanghai District do not seem to be worried about being exposed by their own names, but will instead be happy to become famous in Shanghai.
Just as the military commander Lu Xingge led a team to highlight the Japanese encirclement, he encountered a team of police officers on the way, and the man arrogantly shouted and thanked him. He was so arrogant.
"It's really hateful that this person dares to assassinate you." Jin Kemu snorted coldly and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "Qianfan, I've taken this person away. Don't worry, I will definitely find Ding Ding Maomao and give you an explanation!"
"Uncle Jin." Cheng Qianfan's face changed, and he looked unhappy, "I will judge this person myself..."
"Look at your current mental state." Jin Kemu shook his head, "You are so powerful. I'm worried that you will kill you accidentally."
As he said that, Jin Kemu pointed to the man who fainted, "Look, I want to say that I will come later, it won't be better for this bastard to be killed by your anger."
He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, which made Cheng Qianfan groan.
Jin Kemu asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I've injured my shoulder and haven't recovered yet." Cheng Qianfan laughed dryly and said.
"I've taken it away by the man." Jin Kemu nodded slightly, waved his hand, and Su Zhe, who had been impatient, stepped forward to loosen his ties and led his people.
"Brother Fan." Li Hao and others looked at Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan's eyes flashed and his expression was gloomy. He suddenly laughed, nodded and said, "Uncle Jin cares about me, Qianfan should bear the affection."
He looked at Jin Kemu and said, "This person has confessed, but I have always suspected that this person has not finished words."
Jin Kemu looked at Cheng Qianfan with a calm look on his face. He did not interrupt his words, but listened quietly.
"Then I'll give you my hard work." Cheng Qianfan tried to make a smile, but this smile was more or less likely to show the expression of force, "One day, one day later, I will ask Uncle Jin for someone."
"Okay." Jin Kemu nodded slightly, "For only one day, Uncle Jin promises you that this person will know everything within a day."
Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded, making a gesture of invitation.
...
Watching Jin Kemu take Xiang Wei away.
Cheng Qianfan's expression finally cooled down, and he snorted heavily.
"Why didn't you stop Jin Kemu?" Cheng Qianfan asked Haozai with a cold face.
"Brother Fan, Mr. Jin rushed over and broke in like this." Haozai shouted, "You have been telling us to respect Mr. Jin, and we must not be without rules. We..."
"Okay, okay, I'll just say one thing, you're so good at talking back." Cheng Qianfan was very depressed and said unhappy.
He pressed his temple, took a few sips of cigarettes, and snorted coldly, "Look at Mr. Jin, come and report whenever there is any situation."
"I understand." Haozai and Brother Fan looked at each other and said wisely.
"Ce'n't mother." Cheng Qianfan became more and more angry as he thought about it. He couldn't help but curse, "The military commander's group of people are going to die, I will help them!"
...
Cheng Qianfan was really angry.
With rich interrogation experience, he naturally saw at a glance that the possibility of Xiang Wei talking nonsense is extremely small.
As he said to Li Hao, under such severe torture, under such mental distraction, very few people can still act and not reveal their true feelings, and only the hard-boned Red Party and a small number of Chongqing elements can do it.
Therefore, it is very likely that Xiang Wei is from the Sixth Division of the Shanghai Operation Brigade of the Military Control Commission.
Since I mean, the assassination of him at the Bund Pier was indeed done by the Military Control Commission Shanghai District.
This is exactly what Cheng Qianfan doesn't understand:
Is Chen Gongshu crazy?
He actually chose him as the first shot to take up his new Shanghai district?
The most important thing is that he not only attacked him, but also sent such a weak force.
Chen Gongshu didn't expect that after the assassination failed, it might lead to crazy revenge from his "Mr. Xiao Cheng"?!