"Haha, don't pretend to be stupid. You should know better than anyone else. Now China is the whole nation that fights against Japan. It is a provocation that the military officer of the island country's consulate general stays in Jinling City. Moreover, you are not staying for something to do, but playing the role of a spy."

Chu Mufeng said with a hint of sarcasm: "Do you think since we have caught it, there is still a chance to go out?"

"Haha, you're right. I'm a spy and I don't have a chance to survive. Since that's the case, I won't say anything from now on, and you don't have to ask in one go." Hideki Takano gritted her teeth and grinned.

It makes no sense to deny death, so it is better to admit to continue the battle. If I don’t say it, what can you do to me?

"Hideki Takano, as long as you cooperate with the interrogation, I will make the decision to give you a happy life. How about it? Otherwise, life is worse than death!" Chu Mufeng said calmly.

"Hum!" Takano Hideki snorted coldly and disagreed.

After all, you have to die, do you think I'm stupid?

"I'm very surprised. If Watanabe Kawasaki has confessed, what's the point of being here? Do you believe it? As long as you tell Yang Qianjun and Wang Changyin that Watanabe Kawasaki has confessed, they will definitely not continue to take it."

"If the two of them confess, what's the difference between you, the deputy team leader, said slowly, " Chu Mufeng tapped the table with his fingers.

"Watanabe Jun won't confess, don't even think about lying me!" Takano Hideki shouted coldly.

"Can't confess?"

Chu Mufeng raised his arm and pointed it over, saying in a contemptuous tone: "Including you in the Xia Group, there are four deputy team leaders in total. Each of you is responsible for four team members. I'm right?"

Takano Hideki raised her head suddenly, her eyes fiercely.

Damn it, Watanabe Kawatsu, did you really confess?

If there is no confession, how did Chu Mufeng learn about these confidential information?

"Don't want to say it yet? Then just torture it."

Chu Mufeng did not mean to continue persuasion. Some people did not shed tears without seeing the coffin, did not suffer any pain, and did not take you seriously at all.

If you have any words, I will talk about it!

Ximen Zhu walked up and stared at Hideki Takano who was tied up. He smiled grimly on the corner of his mouth: "God's grandson, don't eat the toast, right? Then I'll teach you a good lesson so that you can know how stupid it is to face our section chief."

He rolled up his sleeves, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and crushed it hard. Ximen Zhu picked up the extremely hot soldering iron and slowly delivered it to Hideki Takano.

The soldering iron released the terrifying high temperature, which made him unable to help but close his eyes.

"Since you are the deputy team leader of the Xia Group and are also from the island **, I believe your patience must be good. Remember, don't call me later!"

After saying that, Ximen Takeru directly printed the soldering iron on Hideki Takano's chest.

"laugh……"

"ah!"

As the clothes were burned, the hot soldering iron fell directly on Takano Hideki's chest, and a burnt smell suddenly appeared in the air.

Hideki Takano, who was originally in the middle of the teeth, couldn't help but scream violently.

His face was twisted and he roared with grin. It was such an unbearable pain!

"Baga! Chu Mufeng, come!"

"I will never surrender...ah!"

"Bastard, if you have the ability, you can kill me!"

"Kill you?"

Chu Mufeng curled his lips and sneered: "I said I won't kill you. Will kill you be good for me? No!"

"I will keep your life and let you experience the taste of life worse than death every day! Aren't you very good at carrying it? Then continue to carry it! I'll talk to Yang Qianjun and Wang Changyin to see if they will be as loyal as you and as stubborn as you."

"Continue to be sentenced."

After saying that, Chu Mufeng turned around and walked out.

Behind him was the heart-wrenching screams of Hideki Takano.

Chu Mufeng, who was used to hearing these, was motionless and turned straight into the interrogation room next to him.

He consciously ignored the metal and stone formation and wanted to dry him.

Do you think I'll interrogate you immediately if I catch it? No, no, this is my territory, I'll make the decision.

The rhythm is in my control!

...

Interrogation Room No. 3.

The one who is imprisoned here is chef Yang Qianjun.

When Yang Qianjun met Chu Mufeng again, he was in a heavy mood.

Although I had suspected that Chu Mufeng was coming for him before, I still felt a little lucky.

Now this mentality of luck has completely disappeared.

Chu Mufeng really went for him, it was ridiculous that he really thought it was a coincidence.

"Chu Mufeng, I have something to ask you." Yang Qianjun raised his head and asked.

"You want to ask me?"

Chu Mufeng smiled slightly, took the whip on the table and slapped it hard. The whip slapped Yang Qianjun's exposed chest, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, which made him grin on the spot.

"Have you forgotten your identity? Now you are a prisoner and you only have the qualifications to answer questions. If you say you don't know how to speak, I don't mind helping you deepen your impression." Chu Mufeng said coldly.

"I'll ask you if you are a spy from the Xia Group!"

When Yang Qianjun saw Chu Mufeng's whip raised again, he tactfully swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach, nodded with a little surprise and nervousness: "How did you...did you find it?"

"What, don't you want to argue?" Chu Mufeng asked indifferently.

"Is it useful to deny it? Since it has fallen into your hands, I can only accept my fate."

Yang Qianjun sighed and insisted, "I just want to know how you discovered it!"

Bang!

Another whip was whipped down, and Chu Mufeng said indifferently: "You are not qualified to ask questions."

"Yang Qianjun, do you have anything to say? Or do you want to try our torture instruments here first?"

"Of course, I can tell you the truth. Even if you don't say it, I know a lot of information about the Xia team, such as knowing that your real name is Suzuki Shigekawa."

As soon as Chu Mufeng said this, Yang Qianjun's face changed drastically.

Unless Suzuki Shimokawa's name is an internal member of the Xia group, outsiders will definitely not know it. But Chu Mufeng opened his mouth and shouted it out, how can he calm down?

What does this mean? It means someone has confessed.

Damn it, who is so unsupported and actually confessed so easily? If you all confess, what's the point of me continuing to hold on here?

Yang Qianjun's originally strong psychological defense suddenly cracked.

This kind of method of fighting in the nest has been tried and tested during interrogation.

"Also, the leader of your Xia Group is Mantis, and the Xia Group has four deputy leader, right! There were originally four team members in your group, but one died, and that person was Cheng Zhifei."

"Oh, by the way, I still know who killed Cheng Zhifei. Do you want to know?"

Every time Chu Mufeng said something, Yang Qianjun's face became darker, and he became a little more entangled and panicked.

When he finally heard Cheng Zhifei's name, his whole body's emotions were on the verge of collapse. He really hated and despaired.

Hate of the betrayer!

Despair exposed to the summer group!

Could it be that the Xia Group will be ruined by this traitor?

"No, you are lying me! You are trying to lie away more valuable information from my mouth!" Yang Qianjun swallowed hard, and shouted like a trapped beast.

"Do you?"

Chu Mufeng's lips raised his lips and said casually: "Do you think I need to deceive you? To be honest, it's just a matter of walking when I come over to see you."

"Do you think you have more information than others? If not, why should I lie to you! Yang Qianjun, oh, it's Suzuki Shigekawa, you're too arrogant."

"Who is it? Who confessed?" Yang Qianjun asked with red eyes.

Bang!

The response to him was a whip.

"Suzuki Shigekawa, if you don't say it, you will die. It's worthless and it's particularly miserable. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I……"

Suzuki Shimokawa had some hesitation and conflict.

"It seems that he really wants to taste the torture instruments we have here, come and give him experience!"

After explaining, Chu Mufeng turned around and walked out.

Is it a question of gentle breeze, a bewitching money and profit, or a ruthless torture, everything depends on my mood!

Looking at Chu Mufeng's back disappearing from his eyes, Suzuki Shirokawa gritted his teeth and still chose to remain silent.
To be continued...