Propelled headlong into the relentless currents of history, Ji Yu finds himself transplanted to the tumultuous prelude to WWII.
Once an ordinary civil servant in his modern existence, Ji Yu i...
He tried to let out a piercing scream, but the cloth gagged his mouth, and he could only make muffled sounds.
Kang Tingshan watched quietly from the side until the other person fainted again.
"Wake him up, do it again, then put him in the electric chair. I don't have that much time to waste on him!" Kang Tingshan ordered.
A basin of icy salt water was poured over Zhang Guanglin again. The intense pain brought him back to his senses. The interrogators pulled out the thick tweezers from his toes one by one. Each tweezer caused his body to spasm, and sweat poured out of his body. He couldn't make a sound, but blood continued to flow from the cloth and seep into the ground.
The team members heated the iron rod over a fire and then inserted it into the spaces between his toes again. The indescribable pain caused Zhang Guanglin's body to convulse violently.
Just as the team members were about to insert all the iron skewers back in, Zhang Guanglin could no longer bear it. His head shook violently, making a whimpering sound.
It was time for a confession. The team member looked back at Kang Tingshan, who then stepped forward, looked at Zhang Guanglin, and said with a smile, "You're quite sensible, otherwise I would have made you wish you were dead! Now tell me your name, position, mission, and accomplices!"
As soon as Zhang Guanglin opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood and mumbled a few words.
Kang Tingshan stepped forward and examined him closely, and saw that his tongue was indeed severely injured and he could no longer speak.
"Stop the bleeding and bandage him up!"
A team member took the first-aid kit from beside Zhang Guanglin and gave him a simple bandage. He then helped Zhang Guanglin down from the wooden stake and sat him down by the table. Zhang Guanglin lay on the table for a while to recover before Kang Tingshan placed paper and pen in front of him.
"I ask, you write!"
Another half hour passed, and Kang Tingshan looked at the confession in his hand with satisfaction. He turned around and ordered, "Take him away and move on to the next one!"
An hour later, Kang Tingshan handed two statements to Huo Yueze.
"Section Chief, these two are indeed members of the Japanese undercover team. Zhang Guanglin's real name is Yoshimura Yoshito, and Tian Anyi's real name is Nagashima Takayuki. Both of them are agents from the North China Special Higher Police Headquarters. After arriving in Shanghai with Kitaoka Ryoko, they immediately infiltrated the French Concession. Their main mission is to find our trail. The leader of the undercover team is Uemura Kohei. Our third target, An Ruwei, whose real name is Chiba Yoko, is also a high-ranking Japanese spy. There are a total of sixteen members in this team. These two do not know the hidden identities of the others, only their contact point and an emergency contact point. The address is here!"
Huo Yueze looked at the confession record in his hand and nodded, saying, "Follow the clues to find these people. This time, we must capture their leader, Uemura Kohei, alive. Last time, we let Iwai Nosuke escape. This time, we absolutely cannot let Uemura Kohei escape again."
"Shall we make our move now?" Kang Tingshan asked.
"Move immediately! Zuo Gang's action team is in downtown Shanghai. We have two action teams under our control, led by Zuo Qiang and Deng Zhihong. We have plenty of manpower. I will personally command this operation. I refuse to believe they can escape my grasp!" Huo Yueze said fiercely.
The section chief has already expressed his dissatisfaction with his work. This operation must not go wrong; it must be a complete success!
At 2 p.m., a man dressed in a suit and looking like a company employee walked out of the apartment at No. 53 Rue Pétain in the French Concession. He was carrying a briefcase, looked around, and then walked away quickly. He had just crossed an alley when he was attacked by several action team members who were hiding in the shadows. He was hit hard on the head and his body went limp to the ground.
At apartment number 13 on Foch Road, Zuo Qiang personally led his men to sneak in through the window and launch a sudden attack. The two Japanese agents inside the apartment were captured alive before they could even put up a fight.