Bian Lin went up and patted Pang Yuanju's face. Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he swung his big hand like a palm fan, and then thrust it hard a few times.
Seeing that the person still had no response, Bian Lin couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
He swung his palm and continued to whip.
"I'm so tired." Tang Wenlao cursed, and as he stretched out his right hand.
Gao Yao handed a whip to the team leader.
He held the handle of the whip with his right hand and the tip of the whip with his left hand. He whipped it and walked to the bound "New Fourth Army" and swung the whip for five consecutive strokes. The whip was flesh and blood.
Under the stimulation of the pain nerve, Pang Yuanju finally woke up. He opened his eyes blankly, and made subconscious moans because of the pain.
Gao Yao understood and scooped a scoop of salt water from the water tank and poured it directly on the injured person who had skin and flesh.
"Ah-Ahhhh!" Pang Yuanju's moan instantly turned into a shrill scream.
The man tied to the torture frame with a rope struggled desperately in pain, his body subconsciously twisted, and his mouth screamed.
"Look, aren't you awake?" Seeing this, Tang Wenluo threw the whip directly to Bian Lin, glared at his subordinates with contempt, and said, "Torture is also a science."
The uninfected man who was accompanying the punishment saw the spy torture his compatriots. He struggled with the greatest strength and made a whimpering sound in his mouth.
"What's going on?" Tang Wenlao glanced at the man.
"This kind of martial arts is cruel enough to him. He bit his tongue off by himself." Gao Yao reported, "The doctor sewed him up, and he bit off again."
As he said that, he pointed at Zhong Wuxun, "Now his tongue is broken, he is a living mute."
"I have a vegetation." Tang Wenluo walked to Zhong Wuxun's side, carried his hands on his back, leaned forward, and looked at it seriously.
Then he looked at the "New Fourth Army" who was still moaning and screaming, and walked over and grabbed the other party's chin with a cold expression and a calm tone. "Don't scream, yes, bear it, hold it down, you can't bear it, you can't bear it, you are far inferior to the one next to you."
"Nim kills Sun..." The man was pinched his chin tightly, and he struggled to make a sound.
"I don't like your expression." Tang Wenluo shook his head and stretched out his hand.
Gao Yao handed over the red soldering iron, but almost burned the soup and stewed it.
He cursed angrily, glared at Gao Yao, then took two steps back, took the soldering iron, and without any hesitation, he quickly pressed Pang Yuanju's chest.
Squeak.
A burnt smell began to spread.
"Ahhhh!"
Pang Yuanju fainted with a scream.
...
"Team leader, I'm dead." Bian Lin walked up to touch Zhong Wuxun's mouth, nose, pulse, and said.
After being arrested, he suffered nearly a month of inhuman torture. His physical functions had already completely collapsed. He just witnessed his anti-Japanese compatriots being tortured by the enemy. For this anti-Japanese patriot, he was far more angry than the torture of himself. With the interweaving of anger, hatred and worry, Zhong Wuxun's body finally could not withstand it.
"What a pity." Tang Wenluo shook his head.
Tang Wenluo waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to carry out the body of Zhong Wuxun. He originally intended to torture the New Fourth Army with the torture of this man.
This is Tang Wenluo's self-summary of the experience of interrogating the Red Party. Some of the bones of the Red Party are simply made of stones, and no matter how torture is, they are useless. However, they cannot stand the torture of comrades. If one anti-Japanese element is tortured to force another person, they can often achieve miraculous results.
"Wait a minute." Tang Wenluo suddenly said.
He signaled his men to pour a can of salt water to wake Pang Yuanju up.
After the latter woke up, there was something wrong with his condition, his eyes were not alive enough, and he looked at the situation where he was looking.
Tang Wenluo then signaled his men to carry Zhong Wuxun's body away quickly.
Tang Wenbao put it on, grabbed the man's hair on the rack, pointed to the body that was being carried away, and said lightly, "No need to look at it, I'm dead."
The man's body trembled.
"A whip stained with salt water, a red soldering iron, a tiger bench, a chili water, and nails penetrated his fingers..." Tang Wenluo's tone was plain. He could feel that every time he said a punishment, the person's body trembled even harder.
"His tongue was cut and his legs were broken one by one." He continued, shaking his head, as if he sighed, "It's good to die, but you don't have to suffer if you die."
As he said that, Tang Wenluo suddenly let go.
He looked at the man with his head hanging down and silent.
Tang Wenluo shook his head, "You have to think clearly, why do you have to enjoy all those things?"
Then, he saw the man lifting his head.
Tang Wenluo was delighted. He knew that the whip, soldering iron and intimidation had worked.
...
"Who are you?" Pang Yuanju asked with gritted teeth, enduring the pain.
Although he had some speculations in his mind, he still needed to confirm it.
"Shanghai Special Agents Headquarters Nanjing Station." Tang Wenlao said directly without hiding it.
Gao Yao glanced at the team leader and found that in fact, the Nanjing Station of the agent headquarters was only in the forging stage and had not yet been truly established.
"Sure enough." Pang Yuanju spitted a mouthful of blood and drooped his eyelids, "I guess it was you."
Hearing this, Tang Wenluo and Gao Yao looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with joy:
This is the prelude to prepare for opening your mouth.
"Your identity, name, position." Tang Wenluo asked.
"Pang Yuanju, the senior manager of Ideal Car Store No. 39 Yihe Road." Pang Yuanju said.
Tang Wenlao's face changed. He stared at 'Pang Yuanju', his face was gloomy, and he shook his head gently and said, "You are lying, you are not Pang Yuanju."
While No. 76 was following Cheng Qianfan, this ideal car dealer and Pang Yuanju also came into their sight. Agent No. 76 pretended to rent a car and had visited Ideal Car dealer to inquire about the situation. Someone saw his manager Pang Yuanju, but someone else was there.
"That's my cousin, Pang Yuanjun, the army, I am Cuju's Ju... Generally speaking, unless an acquaintance comes to look for him, he will pretend to be me." Pang Yuanju gasped in pain and said.
"Why should I arrange someone to pretend to be you?" Tang Wenluo was overjoyed and asked, "Your position and identity! Tell me quickly!"
"Position? Identity?" Pang Yuanju raised his head and looked at the other party.
"Yes, position, identity." Tang Wenlao stared at Pang Yuanju's eyes and said with a stern expression.
"China Min National Reform Government, Nanjing Police Department Secret Investigation Third Team, Deputy Head of the First Group, Pang Yuanju." Pang Yuanju said word by word, and after saying that, he grinned.
The expectation on Tang Wenluo's face dissipated and his expression solidified.
"Bastard! I'll be a slut! I'll be a slut! I'll be a fairy-like man!" He was so angry that he burst into anger, and four dialects popped up in one sentence.
"Use torture! Use torture!" Tang Wen Lao was so angry that he jumped up and roared, "He beat me, and his mother couldn't recognize him! He beat me! He beat me to death!"
Seeing this, Gao Yao grinned, pointed at Pang Yuanju and shouted, "Come on, get on the stool!"
Tang Wenlao put his hands on his waist and bit the cigarette in his mouth. He watched Pang Yuanju carry the quilt onto the tiger bench chair and was busy.
"Stop, stop, what I said is true." Pang Yuanju shouted loudly.
"Bastard, what I'm talking about is true, it's my own people, my own people." He continued to shout, and then the shout turned into a shrill scream.
"Add bricks, add bricks! Add bricks!" Tang Wenlao gritted his face and gritted his teeth.
At this moment, a subordinate rushed over, "Team leader, it's not good."
"You slut! Who's so bad? I'm so good!" Tang Wen scolded the head in anger, kicking his subordinates directly to the ground.
"Team leader, it's Team Leader Tong." His subordinate got up from the ground, took the kick, and shouted anxiously, "Team Leader Tong knows that you are interrogating the New Fourth Army, and his side has also begun to interrogate another one!"
"Tong Xueyong!" Tang Wenluo was furious when he heard this, and stamped his feet and cursed, "It's too bullying!"
On this side, Pang Yuanju, who was being tortured, was stunned and even forgot to scream:
I am the New Fourth Army?!
I am the New Fourth Army?!
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