Cicada Moving

Chapter 36 Torture

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 “Explain, continue to explain”

Looking at Chen Jianzhong who was hesitant to speak, Zuo Zhong leaned back on his chair and stretched out his hand to ask him to continue. He wanted to see what kind of fairy tale this **** could make up.

Gui Youguang stood there dumbfounded. Although he didn't know what Zuo Zhong said, Chen Jianzhong said it in Japanese. He didn't expect that after half an hour of hard work, his words were not as good as Zuo Zhong's words.

Zuo Zhong had previously considered whether Chen Jianzhong was a spy or was a proxy, but after careful consideration, he felt that Chen Jianzhong was highly suspicious, at least he met the conditions best.

Li Shudong has a high status and Nagano Satoshi is a veteran. Why is the Special High School willing to use them as bait?

This shows that the latent person has great development potential, big enough for the Japanese to be willing to sacrifice those people, and he must not be too old.

With this comparison, Chen Jianzhong stands out. In addition, since he "defected" from the underground party, the secret service headquarters would not suspect that he is a Japanese spy at all.

Zuo Zhong really admires the special higher education courses. He has a very open mind. You thought I was on the first floor, but actually I am on the third floor?

Looked at Chen Jianzhong's file carefully again, Zuo Zhong found that the file was also perfect. If Hirata Kyoko's file was of this level, she probably wouldn't be exposed.

The previous few battles with the Special High School gave people the impression that this was just the case, so is this the true level of the Special High School? Zuo Zhong smiled, let’s give it a try.

 At this time, Chen Jianzhong regained his composure. I don’t know if he had made up the story or what, but his psychological quality was worthy of Zuo Zhong’s admiration for him.

"Youguang, please continue to greet Mr. Chen. Don't let others say that we didn't entertain you well."

 “Yes, section chief.”

Gui Youguang forced Chen Jianzhong to sit on the tiger bench. In order to prevent him from resisting and struggling, Chen Jianzhong's upper body was tightly tied to the wooden stakes of the tiger bench.

Not only was his upper body tied to the wooden stake, but Chen Jianzhong's hands were also tied behind his back and his body was leaning forward. Chen Jianzhong already felt very uncomfortable even before he was tortured.

Then Chen Jianzhong’s legs were tied to the bench. Gui Youguang didn’t waste any time and directly placed bricks on Chen Jianzhong’s feet. In retaliation for his harsh words, he directly placed two bricks on them.

Zuo Zhong stood aside and watched and learned. He had to deal with such a die-hard Japanese spy. Since it was confirmed that Chen Jianzhong was a Japanese spy, he didn't care whether the secret service headquarters would find out. He had plenty of time.

 The tiger bench is a method of torture. As the number of bricks placed under the feet increases, the pain in the legs will become more and more severe. Since the thigh was fixed to the bench, the force was completely exerted on the knee joint, which caused great pain to Chen Jianzhong.

 But at this time, Chen Jianzhong completely lost his previous cowardice. He clenched his teeth with an expressionless face and did not make a sound.

Gui Youguang felt that he was insulted, so he added a piece. If he could hold on with two bricks, then when the number of bricks under his feet increased to three, Chen Jianzhong was sweating profusely and trembling all over.

Zuo Zhong signaled Gui Youguang to stop for a while and let the three bricks torture Chen Jianzhong for a while, so that he could enjoy the good things for a while longer. But after waiting for a long time, Zuo Zhong was disappointed. This guy is really a tough guy.

 “Keep adding!”

 “More more? Section Chief, I’m afraid there will be more?”

　　"Gah, I want to see the endurance limit of Mr. Tough Guy. This is scientific research, you don't understand."

 Chen Jianzhong remained indifferent to Zuo Zhong's threats, and then his feet were lifted with all his strength. He finally let out a scream, and Gui Youguang put the fourth brick under his feet.

 “Use the whip to wake Mr. Chen up and use salt water.”

"okay!"

Four bricks were indeed the limit of the human body, and his kneecaps creaked. Chen Jianzhong quickly fainted, but was quickly awakened by the salt water whip. Repeatedly, he was on the verge of collapse, but Zuo Zhong did not shout stop, and Gui Youguang recovered. Continue the torture.

No matter how painful Chen Jianzhong was, he couldn't escape, and he couldn't even struggle with his legs.

The struggle required movement of the joints, but his legs and knee joints were completely tied and fixed, bearing heavy pressure and unable to move at all.

If shackles, ropes and bars deprive people of their freedom, then those who sit on the Tiger Bench can be said to have deprived themselves of the right to struggle. Light a cigarette and observe Chen Jianzhong carefully.

Of course he wanted to torture Chen Jianzhong to death, but the premise was that after obtaining the information, as long as there was a problem with Chen Jianzhong's vital signs, Section Chief Zuo would kindly revive him and then torture him.

“Call Dr. Ling to come over and help Mr. Chen clean up first, and then we can continue.” Zuo Zhong decided to eat first and give Chen Jianzhong some time to think.

Sometimes waiting for pain is the most satisfying. Zuo Zhong has no psychological barriers to deal with this kind of spy who killed the underground party.

Ling Sanping came in pushing medical equipment. He frowned when he saw the unconscious Chen Jianzhong. As a doctor with good medical ethics, he must be very disgusted with torture.

Zuo Zhong grabbed Chen Jianzhong's head and said, "This guy is a Japanese spy. He first lurked in the underground party and then rebelled. He killed many people and must have leaked a lot of information when he got there." "I'm also very busy, okay? Just call me when you're half-dead next time, so you won't waste a lot of medicine like today," Ling Sanping complained while treating him.

The medical clinic has become the hospital of the Secret Service. Everyone can go there if they have a headache or a fever. It is free and convenient. Even when Dai Chunfeng felt uncomfortable, he always asked Dr. Ling for diagnosis and treatment.

 After seeing off the busy Ling Sanping, several people in the interrogation room had something to eat. Chen Jianzhong had already woken up during treatment, but still did not ask for mercy.

“I’m done with the loosening of the muscles and bones, let’s serve Mr. Chen the main course directly, electric chair.” Zuo Zhong picked his teeth and said to Gui Youguang.

Gui Youguang silently put down his bowls and chopsticks, and took out a water pipe to shower Chen Jianzhong first to help him refresh himself. He then took out a razor and shaved off the hair on his body to ensure that the current could pass through smoothly, otherwise the hair would easily burn due to the current and the smell would be too strong.

The wooden chair Chen Jianzhong was sitting on was an electric chair, with belts on it to hold it in place.

 Chen Jianzhong was sitting in a chair, his wrists were fixed on the armrests of the electric chair, and his legs, waist, chest, chin, and forehead were also tied to the electric chair with belts.

 “Section chief, how many volts is it?”

 “Let’s get 100 first, don’t kill him directly.”

Gui Youguang adjusted the current and turned on the switch directly. Chen Jianzhong began to tremble violently, and the blood vessels on his body were immediately exposed. The low-voltage electricity used Chen Jianzhong's body as a current circuit, producing electric shocks to nerves, muscles and bones at the same time.

Seeing that Chen Jianzhong was about to faint, Gui Youguang turned off the switch. Chen Jianzhong took a big breath of air, like a fish being pulled out of the water, but before he could recover, Gui Youguang turned on the switch again.

The lights in the interrogation room were bright and dim. Listening to Chen Jianzhong's painful shouts, Zuo Zhong was in a daze. After a while, Zuo Zhong covered his nose. This **** was so unhygienic.

The electric current not only acts on Chen Jianzhong's body surface, but especially when the current circuit passes through the heart, it will cause extremely painful cardiac paralysis in Chen Jianzhong, which will then lead to functional disorders of various organs throughout the body.

 So Chen Jianzhong not only vomited, but also became incontinent, and Gui Youguang was also extremely nauseous. He quickly adjusted the current and voltage and controlled the intensity of the torture so that Chen Jianzhong would not faint quickly.

 In a daze, Chen Jianzhong listened to the sizzling electric currents, feeling them move from the wires to the horseshoe-shaped iron hoops, and then to his body. His head began to heat up, and every inch inside and outside his body was burned by electric current, which passed through the blood vessels and entered the bone marrow.

 The whole body was undergoing drastic changes. Chen Jianzhong convulsed involuntarily with the intensity of the electric current. He felt an indescribable feeling of pain. His vision became clear and blurred for a while.

Chen Jianzhong had received training and knew the pain of torture, but he did not expect it to be so painful. His originally rock-solid consciousness began to loosen a little. He was not afraid of death but could not endure such pain.

“I said, please let me go, and I will cooperate with you.” Chen Jianzhong did not survive the electrocution.

Gui Youguang looked at Zuo Zhong and saw Zuo Zhong nodded and liberated Chen Jianzhong from the electric chair. It was also the first time for him to use the electric chair today and he had a clear understanding of the terrifying power of this thing.

“Mr. Chen, please speak for yourself. If you dissatisfy me, you will continue to sit there.” Zuo Zhong pointed to the electric chair.

 Chen Jianzhong didn’t want to suffer any more, so he spat out the blood in his mouth and said: "Ishimaru Ichiro, Japan Special High School, code name Parrot, his mission is to break into the secret service headquarters and obtain intelligence."

Zuo Zhong handed him a cigarette: "Parrot? I think it's appropriate to call him a mouse. He is hiding in the dark and doing sneaky things. Did you inform Li Shudong and Zhao Er?"

　　Taking the cigarette, Ishimaru took a long drag. Under the influence of nicotine, his wound contracted violently, and he finally woke up a little.

"Yes, they are all bait that can be thrown out. As long as I can catch them, I can gain Xu Enzeng's trust. It's a pity that what happened to Xie Jiuwen made me fall short."

Ishimaru was actually about to cry. He was about to catch the spy, but he was transferred to follow the underground party. Not only did the duck fly away, but he also allowed himself to be caught so easily.

Zuo made a heavy ooh, and Ishimaru's words confirmed his judgment.

Zuo Zhong asked again: "Your upper and lower lines, as well as what information you reported to the Special High School, don't miss it. You know, as long as we check, we can know what information you have been exposed to."

Ishimaru answered honestly: "I didn't go offline and contacted my superiors through dead mailboxes. I don't know who he is. There is no important information. The secret service headquarters only deals with underground parties and monitors military and political officials."

"Okay, you don't need to tell me this. Where is the dead mailbox and what are the special ways to use it." Zuo Zhong didn't want to know too many secrets, especially those involving high-level military and political officials.

“The Jingsi Pavilion on the south city wall, under the bricks under the red wooden pillars, we will contact you every three days, and there is a special format for writing information.”

Zuo Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ishimaru's right hand was not injured, otherwise it would be troublesome to trace his line.

“Then please ask Mr. Ishimaru to write a piece of information. As long as you are caught on the line, you can get everything you want except freedom.” Zuo Zhong said with a smile.

 (End of this chapter)