Upon hearing Zhao Ziliang's question, Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly and said, "Section Chief, a citizen reported this to me. I was just going to check it out, and I didn't expect to be so lucky as to catch the person!" Ning Zhiheng replied with a smile.

Zhao Ziliang laughed heartily and said, "Zhiheng, you're not only a capable general, but also a lucky one, you know that! I've been arresting people for so many years, and even in large-scale searches, the chances of successfully catching criminals are pitifully small. But you're so lucky, you've succeeded so easily on your first try!"

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly and said, "It's all thanks to your strong support, Section Chief, that things went so smoothly. I want to interrogate Geng Boming immediately to see if there's any possibility of finding his accomplices!"

Hearing Ning Zhiheng's words, Yu Cheng quickly said, "Section Chief Zhao, Zhiheng, we agreed that the two departments would work together on the case and share information. It's not unreasonable for me to participate in the interrogation, is it?"

Zhao Ziliang said irritably, "Suit yourself, but you can only listen in. Don't point fingers at me!"

Yu Cheng naturally dared not clash with Zhao Ziliang, so he quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Of course, of course, this humble servant was just listening in!"

The three men quickly entered the interrogation room, where Geng Boming was already tied to a large wooden frame.

Geng Boming glanced around; the gloomy interrogation room was filled with all sorts of torture instruments, and the air was thick with the faint smell of blood. Geng Boming's despair deepened.

In the end, he couldn't escape this calamity. When he received the urgent evacuation notice, he was caught off guard and almost lost his composure. Fortunately, he had made an emergency evacuation plan beforehand and managed to escape unharmed.

He didn't even dare to go home and hid in the safe house he had set up beforehand. He never expected that only three days later, the agents of the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau would come knocking on his door. It was fate!

"Geng Boming, let me ask you this first: when did you join the Japanese spy organization?"

"Your codename? The name of your organization? Your contact information?"

After Ning Zhiheng asked several questions in a row, Geng Boming still did not reply. He closed his eyes and remained silent!

Ning Zhiheng had long anticipated this outcome. People like him, without experiencing such inhuman torture, would always harbor illusions and would never obediently submit. He threw down the interrogation records in his hand.

"Stubborn to the end!" Ning Zhiheng snorted coldly, then turned and ordered, "Just use iron skewers to cripple his fingers. I want to see just how tough this Japanese lackey really is!"

Zhao Ziliang and Yu Cheng watched from the side without saying a word. Neither of them had ever seen Ning Zhiheng interrogate prisoners before, so this was a good opportunity to see Ning Zhiheng's skills.

Anyway, Geng Boming isn't very valuable. He's a spy that both sides know about, and he's already been exposed. All the leads he knows have probably been cut off. Even if he's really killed, it won't matter.

Following Ning Zhiheng's instructions, the interrogators skillfully inserted an iron skewer into the nail bed of Geng Boming's right hand.

An unprecedented, intense pain caused Geng Boming to let out a piercing scream. He had never imagined that the pain inflicted by real torture would be so unbearable.

The interrogators firmly fixed Geng Boming's hands to the wooden board, then picked up an iron skewer and inserted it into the board.

The piercing screams continued, and Ning Zhiheng frowned, saying, "Gag him!"

Geng Boming already knew he couldn't survive the torture. He wasn't originally Japanese; he had been coerced and lured into joining a Japanese spy organization while studying in Japan. At this point, the concept of loyalty was no longer relevant.

He immediately shouted, "I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes flashed, and they knew what was going on. Interrogating traitors and spies like him wouldn't be difficult. Once they entered this interrogation room, even the real Japanese spies would have few who wouldn't speak.

The interrogators stopped and looked back at Ning Zhiheng, but to their surprise, Ning Zhiheng seemed not to have heard Geng Boming's shouts and continued to order, "Don't stop, cripple all ten of his fingers!"

At Ning Zhiheng's command, the interrogators dared not delay. Ignoring Geng Boming's cries of pain, they continued the interrogation skillfully until ten long iron skewers were firmly inserted into Geng Boming's ten fingers. Black blood flowed out along the skewers and dripped onto the ground. Geng Boming's cries of pain had long since stopped, and he had fallen into a coma.

Zhao Ziliang and Yu Cheng both held back from speaking until Geng Boming fainted from the pain.

Zhao Ziliang was quite helpless. He thought to himself that his subordinate usually seemed calm and quiet, but when he really got serious, he could be described as brutal. His interrogation style was crude and cruel, and he was just torturing the criminals for the sake of torture.

No wonder he didn't hide his impatience when he interrogated Sekiguchi Ryoichi, the leader of the snow mountain spy team. He must have thought that his interrogation was far too lenient!

Yu Cheng, standing to the side, was utterly disdainful of Ning Zhiheng's methods. Such interrogation techniques were extremely crude and utterly lacking in skill. Especially after the prisoner had already spoken, he continued to torture him relentlessly, demonstrating clear signs of a sadistic madman. Ning Zhiheng's infamous reputation was truly well-deserved!

However, it must be admitted that this method is extremely effective in dealing with these weak-willed spies, and it quickly pried open Geng Boming's mouth.

A bucket of cold water was poured over Geng Boming's head, jolting him awake from his unconsciousness. He slowly regained his senses, opened his eyes, and looked at Ning Zhiheng standing in front of him, his heart filled with fear!

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