Cicada Moving

Chapter 195 Simple and crude (second update)

In the dark night of Jinling City, a few flashlight lights passed through the quiet residential area, and a group of black Chinese tunic suits walked silently through the alleys.

 “Meow.” A wild cat jumped down from a tree in fright, and then disappeared.

One family secretly opened the window and looked outside, but then he retracted his head and leaned against the wall covering his mouth, not daring to breathe out.

Everyone outside has a gun in his hand. Anyone who dares to fight in such an open fire in Jinling, needless to say, is either a dog agent or a policeman. In short, he is not easy to mess with.

The people at the emperor's feet were well-informed and understood that as long as these **** appeared, it meant that someone was going to have their family broken up and their wives and children separated.

 It’s better to do less than to do more. Originally there were a few places with lights on, but as the people in Chinese tunic suits walked by, both sides of the street became pitch black.

The people in Chinese tunic suits finally stopped outside a house. Some of them spread out around the yard, while others walked to the front door and stopped.

Fu Ling had a cold face and ordered in a low voice: "Old rules, all personnel should be arrested, and all account books, letters, etc. should be sealed. Have you heard this?"

"yes."

The next second, the wolf-like agents broke open the courtyard door and rushed in. Several screams quickly rang out in the courtyard, but it soon became quiet.

This place is the private residence of the owner of a Western medicine firm. This is the fifth time Fu Ling has broken into the house today, targeting medicinal material suppliers in Jinling.

They are all profiteers who are usually rich and unkind. After following Zuo Zhong for so long, their subordinates all know the temper of the section chief and will never harass good people.

Furthermore, arresting ordinary businessmen for no reason may arouse the suspicion of the target, but there is no such concern in investigating these scum, and the reason is very good.

After a while, the embarrassed business owner was dragged out of the door, the disheveled woman turned pale with fright, and several nurses were cursing at him.

From the information, we can see that these nursing homes follow their targets and sell fake goods, bully the market, and often do bad things like giving birth to sons with no buttholes. In short, they are not good people.

Not wanting to talk nonsense, Fu Ling made a face to the left and right. The two agents rushed forward and gave the noisy person a few slaps.

The nurses were beaten until they were howling like ghosts, and the owner of the trading company, who looked dissatisfied, immediately lowered his eyebrows. He knew that the other party must have someone to rely on for being so arrogant and domineering.

It was quiet now, and everyone's eyes were on Fu Ling. She walked slowly to the owner of the trading company, and after being silent, kicked him in the hip.

This kick caused the opponent to kneel on the ground with a plop. He wanted to get up to explain, but seven or eight pistols were pressed against his head in an instant.

“Brothers, if you have something to say, please don’t shoot. I know several chiefs of the Jinling Police Station, and the director of the Executive Yuan can also speak to them.

 I have always been a person with my tail between my legs, and I think I have never offended a big shot. I don’t know which police station you brothers are from, so I can discuss anything.

If you want money, you can have whatever you want in the house. If it's for a woman, and there's the famous narcissus next to her, you're welcome. "

The store owner put one hand on the ground and kept talking, his words soft but also hard. He did not forget to take the opportunity to find out where Fu Ling and the others were.

It is indeed a well -known pharmaceutical merchant in Jinling City. The means are very clever. Unfortunately, when they met the Secret Office, no one dared to take his money and the little narcissus.

Fu Ling sneered in her heart and whipped the opponent's head with a clean whip. The store owner had no time to beg for mercy and was kicked out a few meters away.

The fact that she was transferred to protect He Yijun showed her strength. She didn't have many tasks this year and spent all her time on training.

 Let alone a fat businessman who is addicted to wine and sex, even some male agents from the intelligence department are no match for her, which is enough to show how powerful she is.

This kick was much harder than the one just now. The store owner lost several teeth and his left cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fu Ling didn't look at him. She stepped on the threshold and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on her boots. The agents dragged her to her side again.

　　It’s not that she deliberately committed violence, but she had to do it. The account book is very important to legitimate businessmen, but it is even more important to unscrupulous merchants, because it not only contains transaction accounts, but also evidence of illegal transactions.

The life of the family is at stake. If they are not taught a profound lesson, they will not cooperate honestly. Basic intelligence collection must be done quickly and comprehensively, so that more time and energy can be spent on investigating suspicious targets.

 Fu Ling finished cleaning her boots leisurely and stepped on the other person's head: "Let me ask you where are all your account books and supply lists."

The store owner weakly confessed: "It's in my study, everyone is there. Are you from the police station? What are you going to do?"

 He ​​couldn't understand why they would mobilize so many people if it was just for the account books, and the behavior of these people was not like that of ordinary departments.

Fu Ling got the information she wanted and was too lazy to talk to him anymore. She asked her subordinates to seal up the account books and information in the house, and she turned around and led the people to evacuate first.

In addition to account books, the oral confessions of these people are also very important. For example, the personal information and daily words and deeds of drugstore owners need to be confessed personally.

Fu Ling returned to the Secret Service with the target. The interrogation room was already prepared. Gui Youguang came specially to help and brought a few new people to gain experience. Intelligence officers need many skills, among which interrogation technology is the top priority. According to Zuo Zhong's requirements, people in the intelligence department must be proficient in it.

"How about it, do you want to go straight to it, or take your time?" Gui Youguang looked at the gagged business owner, a little eager to give it a try.

Fu Ling took out the transcript and said: "Let's just go to the electric chair. We don't have time to talk in circles. Let him tell the truth as soon as possible."

Gui Youguang touched the target's head: "I think it's okay, I have to shave this guy clean first."

After finishing speaking, he called to the newcomers: "Help this gentleman shave himself cleanly. I only give you ten minutes. If you don't finish it, you will go back to where you came from."

How could the newcomers, who had finally entered the ace department of the Secret Service, accept being kicked out and immediately swarmed in and skinned the target into a naked pig?

The business owner didn't know what they were going to do, and he was twisting around in fear, but the people present didn't care what he thought, and instead worked harder.

Fu Ling stood with her arms folded, her face not red and her heart not beating. In this line of work, except for the tasks required, there is no difference between men and women in the ordinary sense.

 Gui Youguang stared at his watch and at the newcomers' movements. He shook his head from time to time as he watched their hurried movements. He still needed more practice.

“Sir, the prisoner has been dealt with.” The newcomer panted and reported loudly.

 Gui Youguang put down his watch and said expressionlessly: "Nine minutes, just stick to the target and complete the task. It seems that you have a lot of room for improvement. We will practice with each other after we go back tonight. I will only give you five minutes next time."

The newcomers stood aside with a grimace. Gui Youguang lifted them onto the electric chair with one hand, tied them with restraints skillfully, and went to the console to adjust the data.

 After doing all this, he raised his head and nodded to Fu Ling, indicating that he could start activating the electric chair at any time. Fu Ling walked lightly to the target.

She looked extremely cold and stern: "Sir, let's start. Let this friend try the appetizers first. Don't let people say that our Secret Service did not provide good hospitality."

  Secret Service? The boss of the trading company struggled desperately. At most, he only sold fake medicines and occasionally bullied the market and bullied the weak. How could he be targeted by these living kings of hell? It would be fatal.

But the more he struggled, the more excited Gui Youguang became. He smiled and raised the current by one degree, and then pulled the switch hard. The lights in the interrogation room immediately became dim, and the business owner on the electric chair kept fluttering, his feet and pants It got wet.

  The newcomers' mouths were dry and they swallowed nervously. This scene is rare to see in other departments, and few people use the electric chair directly.

 Generally, psychological oppression is carried out first, and electrocution with either death or injury is the last option, but the Intelligence Section under the leadership of Zuo Zhong is so direct.

Gui Youguang is very experienced and knows that this person is not a well-trained intelligence officer. Each time he is powered on is very short, he will stop decisively when the opponent's body is on the verge of collapse, and then start again.

Two minutes later, the owner of the trading firm fainted, but Fu Ling refused to let him go. She had someone splash him with cold water and continued the electrocution until the target's eyes began to lose focus and she shouted.

"Stop, it's almost over. If you continue to power it up, your brain will probably be burned out. Put him down and flush him with water. Don't get **** and urine everywhere."

The newcomers smelled the smell of blood and excrement, and felt their throats boiling. When they smelled the smell of meat, they couldn't bear it anymore, and they vomited. The smell in the interrogation room became more complicated.

After turning off the power, Gui Youguang joked to the newcomers: "You see, this is the work style of our Intelligence Department. If any of you can't stand it, just say it's okay. This is normal."

The newlyweds wiped their mouths, looked at each other, and consciously picked up the water pipe to clean it.

Fu Ling walked up to Gui Youguang and whispered: "You will stand within sight of the target later and put psychological pressure on him, but don't go too far. I'm afraid he will collapse completely, which will cause trouble."

Gui Youguang understood what she meant. After a complete collapse, a person has no sense or thinking, and his thinking will unconsciously echo the interrogation subject. Such a confession has no meaning and the content is too false.

He nodded and walked aside, took off the reflective material on his body, and tried not to make any expressions or movements later. It was not easy to let the other party ignore it and also make the other party feel the pressure.

The business owner rested for a while and slowly regained consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he saw two demons, a man and a woman. He was so frightened that he squeezed out another drink.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Fu Ling asked someone to take out the strip of cloth from his mouth. She picked up the pen, opened the transcript and asked, "Name."

The business owner was still immersed in fear and couldn't help himself. He didn't hear her inquiry at all. His whole body was shaking and in pain.

Gui Youguang coughed lightly, and the business owner was startled and opened his mouth: "What?"

Fu Ling had no choice but to ask again. This time the target heard clearly and spoke honestly. She said everything that should be said and should not be said, and she was very cooperative.

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