Dong Zhengguo put his hands in his pockets, looking at the tortured man in front of him.

He thought this bad gambling man could easily pry open his mouth, but he didn't expect it to be a hard bone.

However, his intuition told him that the person would soon speak.

The kettle with a whistle made a long scream and the water was boiling.

A spy was about to pick up the kettle on the coal fire, and Dong Zhengguo shook his head to stop him.

He let the irritating whistle continue.

"The water is boiling." He said to Xiahou Chongyi, "I know what it is for?"

Xiahou Chongyi hung his head and didn't say anything, his eyes were closed.

Dong Zhengguo smiled, his eyes closed, and his ears couldn't be covered.

"Next is a famous dish called Claw Plow White Meat." He said with a smile, and the tip of the whip in his hand poked on Xiahou Chongyi's thigh. "When you thrust, just pour it down, and then this, this, that, that, it instantly boiled."

"This meat will be peeled off after it is cooked." Dong Zhengguo's voice was low, like a demon from hell. "Then you just need to gently plough the little claw plow, and the meat fell off piece by piece."

With a chuckle, Dong Zhengguo twitched again, "I heard that there are Japanese people who like to eat this bite. The white meat that just clawed just now dipped in soy sauce. By the way, Japanese people like to add some mustard. Do you know? Don't know, just imagine it as chili oil, and then put it in your mouth, ga-scent..."

Ji Yousheng kept holding the whistle and kept boiling the kettle. When he heard Team Leader Dong speak, he felt that the whistle was so annoying and uneasy, and that Team Leader Dong's voice was so terrifying.

Gudong.

Ji Yousheng swallowed.

Dong Zhengguo turned his head and looked at his subordinates, "What are you afraid of? The Japanese don't eat you."

Ji Yousheng only felt that his bladder was tight and he seemed to be about to urinate.

"He's a tough guy." Dong Zhengguo poked Xiahou Chongyi's head with the tip of the whip, "Transfer it to the Japanese Military Police Command."

As he said that, he shook his head, "I don't know how to eat this. Morita Sonaga over there likes to eat white meat."

"Team leader, really, I really have to send it over." Ji Yousheng said with a trembling voice.

"Since this Xiahou brother is determined to be benevolent, I will fulfill him." Dong Zhengguo said, then turned around and acted to leave.

...

"Wait, wait a moment." A low voice rang out.

Dong Zhengguo was delighted and turned around to look at Xiahou Chongyi.

"I, I say." Xiahou Chongyi raised his head with difficulty and glanced at Dong Zhengguo. After saying this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his whole body seemed to be emitting death aura.

He was not afraid of death. He thought he could bear the torture and was subjected to punishment for eight hours. Xiahou Chongyi realized what it means to live like a year. He told himself, hold on, hold on, maybe he would be punished in the next second and he would be relieved.

However, Dong Zhengguo's words and devilish tone completely defeated Xiahou Chongyi's final resistance.

"Your name." Dong Zhengguo immediately struck while the iron was hot and asked, "What is your real name?"

"Quping County." Xiahou Chongyi said, "Xiahou Chongyi is my pseudonym."

"Very good." Dong Zhengguo nodded, "Your identity and position."

"Members of the Intelligence Group of the Shanghai Intelligence Section of the Military Intelligence Department."

"Are you working as a waiter in Cangzhou Hotel? Is it a long-term work cover or a task required?"

"It's a task and a job cover."

"What mission?"

"The team leader sometimes secretly gets into someone's contact at the Cangzhou Hotel."

"Who is your team leader? What's your name?"

"Team Leader Bi."

"Full name."

"Bi Xiandeng."

"Real name? Pseudonym?"

"I don't know, it should be a pseudonym."

"Bi Xiandeng, how do you write these three words?"

"Those who have accomplished their achievements in the first battle will first go to the death."

"Very good, is Bi Xiandeng's secret meeting with people at the hotel this time?"

"yes."

“Room 302?”

"yes."

"Who is that woman?"

"have no idea."

"Um?"

"I heard the team leader call out that woman, Miss Chen."

"I'm sure it's 'Miss Chen'?" Dong Zhengguo asked immediately.

"yes."

"Which of these two people?" Dong Zhengguo took the photos of Wang Mu and Chen Mingchu over and asked Qupingjun to identify them.

"The one on the left."

Dong Zhengguo nodded, and he could confirm it, and he had to contact the Shanghai Intelligence Department.

The person who met with a group leader Bi Xianden secretly was Chen Mingchu.

As for the woman, Dong Zhengguo had already had a vague guess in his heart.

...

"Speak out...the name and address of the accomplice you know." Dong Zhengguo said, his eyes staring at Quping County.

"I don't know, I'm in a single line, and I have no contact with others." Qupingjun said.

"Where is Bi Xiandeng?" Dong Zhengguo suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

When he noticed that he asked the question just now, Qu Pingjun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, which shows that this person is indeed not in contact with other members of the same group.

However, this did not disappoint Dong Zhengguo, but was overjoyed. This instead demonstrated the important value of Quping County-

This person must be able to contact Bi Xiandeng directly.

Sure enough, after he asked this question, Qupingjun fell silent.

The top leader of Dong Zhengguo, Ji Yousheng, put the kettle he had just picked up from the coal fire, and a harsh whistle sounded again.

The whistle seemed to have the power of a devil, and immediately destroyed Quping County's already very weak will to resist at this time.

"I said."

When Dong Zhengguo waved his hand, Ji Yousheng picked up the kettle.

"Team leader, the team leader is in the Shanghai West Hotel." Qu Pingjun almost gritted his teeth and shouted in a crying voice.

...

Lafeird Road.

The gate of Cheng Mansion is open.

Li Hao drove into the yard.

Seeing this, Xiao Lizi, who was trimming flowers and plants in the yard, quickly put down the trimmings in her hand and went up to meet her.

She cleverly opened the car door.

Cheng Qianfan got out of the car, holding a briefcase in his hand.

Xiaolizi glanced at the briefcase, but she was very lawful and did not try to pick up the briefcase.

"Miss not at home?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Mrs. Ling asked her to go shopping," said Xiaolizi, "Miss Bao and the young master also went together."

Cheng Qianfan nodded.

This Mrs. Ling is Ling Xuanyi's wife.

He helped the official from the Civil Affairs Department of the Avenue Municipal Government, which was on the verge of losing power, to match the Tai Chi ball made of pure gold sent by Ling Xuanyi. Chu Mingyu liked it very much, and he also liked it very much.

With Chu Mingyu's words, Ling Xuanyi's crumbling seat was saved, not only not only the existing seat, but also hoped to go further after the new regime was established.

"Do you have my letter?" Cheng Qianfan came to the living room. He put his briefcase on the sofa casually, then took off his coat under Xiaolizi's service, sat comfortably on the sofa, and asked casually.

"Some." Xiaolizi nodded, "Mrs. I took all the letters to my husband's study."

"Hmm." Cheng Qianfan nodded.
To be continued...