Cheng Qianfan believes that this change in peaches may be attributed to love.

Of course, maybe Taozi himself did not notice such subtle changes.

...

Two days later.

Hongkou District, special high school courses.

Torture room.

Cheng Qianfan looked at the man who was being tortured with interest.

Sheng Shuyu arrived in Shanghai today.

Cheng Qianfan wanted to go to a secret meeting with Sheng Shuyu, but he received an order from the grocery store on Xue Huali Road to ask him to go back to the Special High School Class.

Later, Cheng Qianfan, who arrived at the Extra High School course, was taken to the torture room.

Perhaps out of confidentiality, the agent of the special high school class who led him to the torture room did not say a word. Cheng Qianfan was inevitably nervous, and his first thought was:

Exposed himself?

All he could do was to remain calm and everything would be normal.

Even if you know that there may be a cliff ahead, you should walk forward calmly.

Araki Hatsuma greeted him at the door of the torture room. The first sentence was, "If you arrest someone, there may be clues from the Shanghai Special Information Group."

Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat.

His mind immediately ran quickly:

Who were you arrested?

Who was arrested?

Haozi?

Li Hao?

impossible!

Cheng Qianfan immediately denied these two possibilities.

Haozai and Haozi are his right-hand men. If Haozai and Haozi are exposed and arrested, even if he is Japanese Kentaro Miyazaki, he will inevitably be implicated or suspected.

Based on his understanding of Sanbenjiro, if it were in that situation, Sanbenjiro would not be as tempted as he is now, but would monitor him quietly without hesitation.

So, who is that?

Little Taoist priest?

peach?

White shrimp?

Or are Wu Shunjia and others?

He was nervous and puzzled, and Cheng Qianfan showed surprise and curiosity on his face. To be precise, he was surprised and curious. He couldn't hide his joy and asked immediately, "Have you caught the Shanghai Special Love Team?"

"No." Araki Hatsuma shook his head, "It was the secret lurking team in Shanghai that cracked the secret Shanghai area."

While speaking, Araki Hatsuma led Kentaro Miyazaki into the torture room. "Based on the confession of the lurking team members who have confessed, we believe that the lurking team has the shadow of the special group."

"Shadow?" Cheng Qianfan took a casual look and saw the man who was being tortured.

He felt relieved first, then sighed to the bottom of the valley.

He knew who the man being interrogated was.

Touchstone!

The previous telegram from the headquarters used the touchstone, "Uncle San has set off with No. 10, so I hope to take care of it more"

Taking care of him more means asking him to pay close attention to the situation at No. 31 Dellang Road. If something happens here, it means that the touchstone has worked.

On the day of receiving the telegram, the Perd Trading Company at No. 31 Delane Road was broken into the door by the agents headquarters. The special intelligence team then called the Chongqing Bureau headquarters: Uncle San died.

And now this man who is being tortured is the touchstone, codenamed "San Uncle".

He doesn't know this man.

But he knew.

...

Chen Mo's skin was already blooming, and his head was hanging down, as if he was a handful of water celery that was severely dehydrated and wilted.

Cheng Qianfan sat back on the chair beside the interrogation table. He skillfully pulled the lighter wheel and lit a cigarette.

He took a deep breath of cigarette.

Then smoke erupted from his nose, and behind the smoke, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty interest.

On the other end of the smoke, the wilted water celery raised its head slightly, and looked at the swollen and unindividual eyes, and it seemed that it made a horrible sound in its mouth, and then the water celery wilted again.

Araki Hatsuma waved his hand.

The red soldering iron burning in the charcoal basin with a strong flame was lifted up.

The despicable torturer smiled and pressed the red soldering iron hard on the tortured person's chest.

The tortured person fainted with a sizzling sound and a shrill scream.

The smell of burnt smell suddenly filled the air.

It's so cool.

A basin of cold water poured over Chen Mo.

He slowly woke up, and then the pain came again, screaming in pain.

"Take it." Cheng Qianfan crossed his legs and pointed at the crotch of the tortured person with a smile.

With inhumane torture, Chen Mo became incontinent.

His legs trembled, his lips trembled, and he screamed in pain.

"It's going to be a call." Cheng Qianfan blew the ashes, smiled with satisfaction, and said.

He felt that "Uncle San" could not bear it anymore.

Araki Hatsuma also nodded. He also thought so. Judging from his rich interrogation experience, this person had reached his limit and could not hold on.

An hour later, Araki Hatsuma was so angry that he tore Chen Mo's hair hard, "Speak, confess, stubborn guy! Bag duck falls!"

Chen Mo didn't move, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Araki Hatsuma shook Chen Mo's head hard, put his hands on his hips, and gasped for breath.

Cheng Qianfan had a cigarette roll in his mouth. He took a deep breath of the cigarette roll, and then he clamped the cigarette roll with his index finger and middle finger on his right hand, and his head leaned forward.

His nose sprayed smoke and asked softly, "Why do you have it? Let's take refuge in the Great Japanese Empire, and there will be good days in the future."

The smoke was swaying, and the flesh-and-blooded lake's head was lifted up with all its might. His eyelids seemed to move, and the corners of his mouth were grinning:

How can you be humble and wait for the Japanese slaves if you are so proud of Yan and Huang!

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