The secret war is silent

"Undress?"

"ah?"

Luo Yao was hit with a rifle butt on the chest for this question, and then two Japanese soldiers pushed him into a small room and watched him take off his clothes.

All that was left was a pair of underpants.

It was winter, barefoot, wearing a pair of underpants, and even though it was still cold, they were shivering, but these Japanese soldiers didn't think it was anything.

Instead, he smiled and pointed.

"China pig, get out of here!" A Japanese military doctor came in and examined Luo Yao's body in detail, including his height and weight, as well as his palms, shoulders and soles.

Such a detailed examination was obviously intended to determine his identity based on his physical characteristics.

This is a routine inspection.

When the military commander catches a Japanese spy and cannot determine his identity, he will also judge a person's identity through the external characteristics of his body.

For example, calluses on fingers, calluses on shoulders, etc., the shape of the soles of the feet and the condition of the soles of the feet. Generally, if you are a trained person or a soldier, your gun-resistant shoulders and pistol-holding hands will be affected by long-term use of guns. Calluses caused by friction.

There are also calluses on the soles of the feet. If you are a person who walks on your feet for a long time, the soles of your feet are different from those of people who don’t walk often. These characteristics are temporary or even impossible to eliminate.

In addition, the words and deeds of soldiers are different from ordinary people.

However, since Luo Yao had done the lurking work in the enemy-occupied area, he was naturally prepared for it, and it was impossible for the Japanese to find any flaws in himself.

His thin skin and tender flesh are completely consistent with his status as a man from a relatively well-to-do family, who went to college and later became a middle school teacher because of his embarrassment in life.

He has treated the calluses left by training on his finger joints and tiger's mouth to ensure that no one can tell that he is a trained agent.

After the military doctor examined Luo Yao's body in detail, he shook his head at the Japanese military police second lieutenant who was observing outside.

Luo Yao knew that he had passed the first level.

The clothes were returned, and Luo Yao quickly put them on, finally stopping his trembling body.

There was no immediate interrogation, but he was locked in this cell. No one came, but he could hear it, about ten meters away from him.

In the torture room, Fan Jingyin screamed.

The leather whip dipped in salt water hit the flesh, stinging, leaving bloody whip marks on it, and the heartbreaking pain penetrated into the body.

"Fan Sang, why bother? You'd better tell me, were you the one who poisoned Chief Miyagi and Young Master Yang Fei?" asked the interrogating Japanese military police.

"I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't..."

"Stay tough and keep fighting!"

"Taijun, Taijun, have you arrested Qin Ming? He killed him. It has nothing to do with me, it doesn't matter..." Fan Jingyin screamed.

"You said Qin Ming killed the man, but do you dare to confront him?"

The whip in the Japanese hand did not stop and continued to hit Fan Jingyin hard. Fan Jingyin was in pain and kept screaming in pain.

"I dare, I dare, Taijun, if you catch him, I will confront him!"

"Don't worry, if the person is really killed by him, the imperial army will not let him go." The interrogating Japanese soldier Xianzuo sneered, "If you dare to deceive the imperial army, you will be skinned and cramped, then chopped into pieces and fed to the imperial army. dog!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, Taijun, I can't bear it anymore, stop fighting..." Fan Jingyin was put down and then dragged away like a dead dog.

Luo Yao knew that it was his turn next.

When you get to the Japanese Military Police Special Course, even if you are not guilty, you will definitely not be able to escape this physical and physical torture.

For them, torturing the Chinese is a kind of fun. The unhealthy personality mentality of the island people is a kind of perversion and cruelty.

This kind of personality mentality may not be revealed at ordinary times, but once violence is mastered and vented, it will be completely induced, and humanity will be annihilated and animality will dominate the personality.

Sure enough, after Fan Jingyin was taken down, the door of Luo Yao's cell was opened, and two Japanese military policemen came in, held him up and walked outside.

The direction is the interrogation room where Fan Jingyin was just now.

He was treated a little better than Fan Jingyin. He was not hung up, but sat on an interrogation chair, and his hands and feet were naturally restricted.

"Your name is Qin Ming?"

"yes……"

A Japanese military police second lieutenant and an interpreter began to question him, starting with the basic information. Luo Yao had no problem with these. He had been in Jiangcheng for more than three months, and he had already made his identity perfect. It was said that the Japanese could not find out, even if the military commander himself came to check, they could not find any traces.

"What's going on?"

"Umino Taijun asks you, do you know why you were captured?" The round-faced translator wearing a Japanese-style skin looked like a slave and pointed at Luo Yao and asked.

Luo Yao shook his head and replied feebly: "I don't know."

"You murdered Miyagi Uhei, an outstanding imperial soldier of our Empire of Japan's Echeng Secret Service. The evidence is conclusive. Is there anything else you can say?"

"Killing people. How can I, a teacher, kill people? Are you mistaken?"

"Ours, there is no mistake. Someone accused you of killing them on the 17th in Changleli the day before yesterday." Second Lieutenant Umino said firmly.

"No. 17, Changleli, what is this place?"

"Baga, hit me!"

"Hai!" Two Japanese soldiers in uniforms pulled Luo Yao down from the chair and hung him up with his hands and feet in a "big" shape.

Take off a shirt.

Then the whips fell on him like raindrops.

Hiss...

Luo Yao had never suffered such a crime when he was undergoing anti-interrogation training. He was mainly afraid of leaving scars and being recognized after being caught.

Therefore, no other methods were used for his "confrontational interrogation" training. Of course, the pain was not necessarily worse than this kind of punishment.

After twenty whips were applied, Luo Yao's chest and back were already covered in blood. This was just an appetizer. The Japanese didn't just use a soaked whip and didn't dip it in salt.

The next step is that, and the next one is a whip with barbs...

"Stupid China pig, do you remember now?" Second Lieutenant Haiye walked over, reached out and pinched Luo Yao's mouth, and asked with a ferocious expression.

"No. 17, Changleli, I've never been there..."

"Asshole, keep going!"

Wearing a whip soaked in salt, Luo Yao kept screaming, his flesh and blood were bruised from the beating, and his teeth were bleeding from his bite.

"Tell me, did you kill the person?"

"I, I didn't kill anyone..."

"If you still don't admit it, keep beating." Lieutenant Umino let go and continued to order the two Japanese military police to torture Luo Yao, each time more severely.

"I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill anyone..."

"Umino Tai-kun, he really didn't seem to panic. If he really committed murder, he would have been unable to withstand the confession under such a punishment." The translator on the side leaned close to Lieutenant Umino's ear and whispered in Japanese. .

Luo Yao heard all this in his ears. He could understand Japanese. After escaping from death, there were many things in his mind that he didn't understand or didn't know. When triggered, It will happen naturally.

Japanese is one of them. In his memory, he has never learned Japanese, but he is quite proficient in English. When he was in the temporary training class, there were Japanese courses, and he was able to learn it by himself without a teacher. He knew that this must be him. The function of another soul in the mind.

Without the addition of this soul, he would not be able to reach where he is now.

Second Lieutenant Umino nodded slightly, waved his hand, and ordered Luo Yao to be put down from the torture rack, dragged to a chair and sat down.

"Qin Ming, where were you and what did you do at noon the day before yesterday?"

"At noon the day before yesterday, our Director Fan invited us to dinner."

"Where are the people eating, where are they?"

"In 'Sheng' Ji, there are Director Fan, Teacher Xu, Teacher Liu, Teacher Dong from the high school department of our Shangzhi Middle School..." Luo Yao recalled with his head lowered.

"After dinner, where did you go?"

"Director Fan drank a lot and was a little drunk. He asked me to take him home to rest. Everyone else has gone back to school. There are classes in the afternoon. By the way, what you just mentioned is Changleli No. 17. That's not it. Director Fan’s home?”

"Nani, will you say it again?" Second Lieutenant Umino keenly caught Luo Yao mentioning a piece of information that surprised him.

"When I sent Director Fan home, he told me this address and said it was the address of his home."

"Fan Jingyin is the teaching director of your high school department. You don't know his home address?" Second Lieutenant Umino asked strangely.

"Director Fan has just arrived at our school as the teaching director of the high school department. We didn't know each other before. How do we know his home address?"

"So you sent him home?"

"I called a pedal rickshaw and went back with him." Luo Yao recalled, "However, I had classes in the afternoon and did not follow him to his destination. This was actually his request. "

"You said he was drunk, how could he ask for it?"

"We drank Huadiao at noon. In fact, we didn't drink much. Director Fan was just a little dizzy. He got lost for a while while sitting on the pedal rickshaw and sobered up. Then he said he would go back on his own and I didn't need to take him there. , he has a bad temper, and I couldn’t defeat him, but I was still afraid that something would happen to him, so I followed him from a distance, and when he came into Changle, I turned around and went back!"

"Did you see him enter Changle with your own eyes?"

"Yes, sir."

"Umino Taijun, although there are some discrepancies between what Fan Jingyin and Fan Jingyin said, they are basically the same. They were captured separately. There is no possibility of confession. One of them must have lied." The translator whispered. Second Lieutenant Umino said in his ear.

"Then who do you think is lying?" Lieutenant Umino asked.

"It's not easy yet. We'll know after we search and collect evidence from Fan Jingyin's house," the translator said.

"Yes." Second Lieutenant Umino waved his hand and ordered people to take away Luo Yao, who was beaten and bruised all over. There were important clues in Luo Yao's confession, and he must report it to Section Chief Takeshima immediately.

Takeshima Shigetori was not in the Military Police Special High School at the moment. He was at the former Xiakou Commercial Bank on the way to Hunan from Special 3. At this moment, it was the time when the Puppet River City Security Council was established.

However, the scene was in a mess, because a tragic explosion had just occurred here, killing and injuring many traitors and participants attending the founding meeting.

Even Takeshima Shigenori was slightly injured.

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