At this time, Zhao Jiang, who had gone to the local police station to investigate household registration records, also rushed back.
Knowing that the team leader would be conducting interrogations overnight, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He led his team into the police station and turned the place upside down in the middle of the night before finally getting the files and rushing back as quickly as possible.
"Team leader, this is the file. This person's name is Lu Xing, and he owns a foreign fabric shop!" Zhao Jiang handed the file to Ning Zhiheng and said.
Ning Zhiheng did not open it, but handed it directly to Zhao Ziliang, who was the highest-ranking officer present. Ning Zhiheng always paid close attention to this aspect.
Zhao Ziliang took the file, opened it, and began to read it. In fact, the information in the file was not of much value; these materials on the surface were unreliable. Only his concealed identity was the most important thing.
"So it's Boss Lu. Looks like we'll have to have a good talk today!" Zhao Ziliang tossed the file in his hand onto the table and said casually.
In fact, as interrogators, everyone has their own interrogation methods, but in general, dealing with criminals is nothing more than physical torture, coupled with verbal attacks that target the criminals' psychological weaknesses, in order to destroy the criminals' will to resist. Everything is just a variation on the same theme.
Zhao Ziliang, as expected of a veteran agent with many years of experience, has his own set of methods for dealing with criminals.
Various cruel tortures were used in turn, starting with pouring chili water, then the tiger bench, and then the intensity of the interrogation was gradually increased.
One after another, iron skewers were deeply embedded in the gaps between his fingers and toenails, and Lu Xing's miserable screams were endless!
Zhao Ziliang was experienced and could clearly grasp a person's physical limits. Each time, he could prolong Lu Xing's pain to the maximum extent, and always stopped in time when his body could not bear the burden, keeping Lu Xing in a conscious state at all times.
Then they would continue to verbally provoke and destroy Lu Xing's will to resist, and then they would repeat the previous steps!
Ning Zhiheng remained silent, quietly observing and learning. He couldn't help but admire how these veteran agents each had their own methods; everyone had a different style and approach to doing things.
However, if Ning Zhiheng were to choose for himself, he would still do it in his own way.
Zhao Ziliang's methods were indeed more reliable and effective, but Ning Zhiheng believed that they were still somewhat inefficient.
In his view, no one made of flesh and blood could possibly survive the most severe punishments.
The human nervous system has a limit to its ability to resist pain. Some people may be able to withstand this limit for a short period of time, but almost no one can withstand prolonged and relentless high-intensity torment.
Of course, if someone can overcome these difficulties with extraordinary willpower and unwavering faith, then any amount of punishment would be a waste of time.
The difference between Ning Zhiheng and these seasoned interrogators lies in mastering a certain degree, the limit of a person's physical endurance. It must be admitted that Ning Zhiheng's interrogation methods were indeed too crude. He focused too much on obtaining confessions in the shortest possible time, which could easily lead to excessive use of force and even death.
However, what sets him apart from others is that he has a clear understanding of the situation and can peer into the memories of prisoners before they die. Moreover, these memories are all true and accurate, and they have repeatedly brought him extremely valuable clues.
Time passed slowly, and the interrogation had been going on for six hours. Zhao Ziliang still maintained a calm and unhurried pace in controlling the interrogation.
Just when Ning Zhiheng's patience had run out, Lu Xing, who had been tortured beyond recognition, finally spoke.
"Stop torturing me, I'll tell you~"
These words immediately caught the attention of Zhao Ziliang and Ning Zhiheng. It must be said that Lu Xing's willpower was truly remarkable to be able to endure such severe torture for more than six hours.
However, as long as you don't have the will to die and commit suicide during the arrest operation, the extreme pain during the actual interrogation will make death a luxurious delusion!
Don't think that biting your tongue will make you commit suicide. That's all just hearsay. At most, it might make you slur your speech, and the chance of you bleeding to death is less than one percent. So, it's only a matter of time before you start speaking!
Ning Zhiheng waved for the interrogators from the interrogation department to leave, then looked at Zhao Ziliang. Zhao Ziliang waved his hand and said, "I'm a little tired. You can ask them the questions!"
"Lu Xing, what is your real name and identity?" Ning Zhiheng asked in a deep voice.
“Agent from the Special Higher Police of the Japanese Ministry of Home Affairs, Ryoichi Sekiguchi,” Lu Xing replied in a low, hoarse voice.
"A radio was found in your residence, so where is the encrypted codebook hidden?"
"Under the first floorboard in the northeast corner of the living room!"
"Which spy group do you belong to? What are your identities as a member of that group?"
"Snow Mountain, cough cough, Snow Mountain Group, besides me, there are two other members: one is Liang Shi'an, a staff officer of the Military Commission's Conscription Department, and the other is Shi Yeliang, a department manager of Yu'an Trading Company."
Hearing this, Ning Zhiheng frowned and said sternly, "Ryoichi Sekiguchi, behave yourself and don't try to evade the issue. Who else is in the Snow Mountain Team?"
Ning Zhiheng now has some understanding of the Japanese spy group. In fact, it's just a matter of understanding the basics. Their organization seems tight, but once you understand the patterns, it's not difficult to control them.
Japanese spies in Nanjing were particularly rampant and their espionage activities were very frequent. They were mostly organized into spy groups, which were generally distinguished by their respective spheres of influence or the nature of their work.
A team leader leads several subgroups. The Shadow Team has six members, and four members of the Blackwater Team have been discovered so far. Ning Zhiheng estimates that one or two more will slip through the net.
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