Cicada Moving

Chapter 416: Making a fool of yourself

In a cell deep in the Secret Service Detention Center, Tianfu was tightly bound to a chair. In addition to the double handcuffs and leg shackles, there were iron hoops at the wrists and ankles tightly connected to the chair.

The chair itself is made of steel and fixed to the cell floor. Even if Tianfu has great ability, he cannot break free from it. In addition, he has a cloth bag covering his head to block his sight.

There is no time, no light, and no sound in this room. The only thing you can hear is your own heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing through your body. The eerie silence is eerie.

 Tianfu opened his eyes wide and could only see darkness. Ever since he was arrested and interrogated last night, the Chinese had never paid attention to him again and changed his cell every few hours.

He knew that this was an interrogation tactic, intended to amplify people's fears and stimulate their desire to communicate with the outside world. At the same time, they restricted people's sleep and did not give the prisoner a chance to soothe his nerves.

This method is very similar to the psychological oppression that European and American countries have just begun to study. When did the Chinese intelligence agencies learn about it? In the past, they only used torture and threats, and there was nothing new.

 For professional intelligence officers, physical punishment is easy to resist, but mental torture is unbearable. Not everyone has a firm will, and they will fall into a trap if they are not careful.

 Tianfu was a little worried about his team members. Then he realized that he had been thinking wildly. This is the purpose of the Chinese. Damn it. He couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart.

European and American ghosts are willing to sell anything for money. How can this cutting-edge intelligence interrogation technology be sold to the Chinese? Aren't they afraid that their intelligence personnel will be interrogated like this?

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Suddenly, the iron door sounded, and then several footsteps approached slowly. The person untied the iron hoop for him without saying a word, and then moved him outside. Tianfu wanted to resist but held back.

  Don't fall for the Chinese's tricks. As long as there is resistance, there will be a flaw. It is only a matter of time before a captured agent with a flaw opens his mouth. The intelligence agency will use all means to exploit this flaw.

Anger, fear, fear, when a certain emotion reaches the limit of human body endurance, collapse will follow. He is not sure whether he can hold on, and letting the other party control him is a safe choice.

 “Shasha, Shasha.”

During the transfer, Tianfu carefully felt the friction between his feet and the ground, trying to slow down the expansion of the crack in his soul in this way, but he was fixed to the chair again before taking two steps.

 “Crash.”

Then someone pulled off the hood, and the strong light stung his eyes. He quickly turned his head and closed his eyes. After a few dozen seconds, Tianfu regained his sight and realized that this was not a prison cell.

What appeared in front of him were the Secret Service personnel who interrogated him yesterday, as well as Min Ping, Jiang Zhaoqing, Ma Hui, Ren Yan, and Xia Yanhui standing in a row in the corner. The Nandou team was reunited here.

 Among them, Min Ping did not have any scars or equipment on her body, and she was not restricted in her freedom. With a sneer on her face, she looked at Tianfu with interest, as if she was looking at a very interesting item.

She already knew that the Nandou Team was simply treating her as a tool, and she had no role in the retreat signal. Cooperating with the Chinese intelligence agency was the wisest decision she had ever made in her life.

Tianfu over there also knew that he had guessed correctly. This stinky woman had really become a traitor. It was right to choose the other party as the scapegoat. As soon as the assassination happened, she should be killed to divert attention.

But why was Xia Yanhui not injured? He was the member with the highest lurking status in the Nandou team and was an excellent imperial warrior. Would such a person also choose to surrender?

Fortunately, Jiang Zhaoqing, Ma Hui and Ren Yan looked very embarrassed, which showed that they had resisted when they were arrested, unlike the other two cowards who betrayed the empire and His Majesty Tian Locust.

In just a moment, Tianfu figured out the general situation. Then he turned his head and seemed not to see the Secret Service personnel on the side. He was determined to devote his life to the empire and His Majesty Tianlu.

However, when he didn't speak, someone did speak. Zuo Zhong was sitting on the interrogation table, looking at the six spies with a smile, as if he were looking at six rare treasures, and said in a very sincere tone.

“Mr. Tianfu, Mr. Zuo has put a lot of effort into this gathering of yours. The police station, newspaper office, Ministry of Education, Central Party Committee, and the government have all made things difficult for you. There are so many people lurking there.

You are all very good agents. Even as an enemy, I have to admit this. If it weren't for Miss Min's cooperation, it would be really difficult for us to find you and your men.

Regrettably, your sacrifice has no value. In fact, this assassination was not ordered by Mr. Doihara. You are just a group of pathetic pawns, taking the blame for the British. "

After hearing this, Tianfu laughed in his heart. The Chinese were so incompetent that they could even tell such absurd lies. The assassination was a direct order from their superiors. What did it have to do with the British?

Intelligence operations of this level require multiple verifications and cannot be confirmed with just one order. Moreover, the radio station that issued the order has been in contact with itself for several years, so the transmission method cannot be faked at all.

By saying this, the Chinese just wanted to undermine his confidence and find out where the online and safe houses were. He thought he had seen through everything, and his originally irritable mood became calmer and a little proud.

Zuo Zhong knew that this guy was determined not to give up until he reached the Yellow River, so he clapped his hands, and a man walked in with a radio in his arms. He immediately set up an antenna on the interrogation table and prepared to send the report.

In this scene, the Japanese spies are confused. Who is this man? What is the Chinese going to do? Do they want them to contact the line? This is too disrespectful. They will never betray the empire. "Chief Zuo, you can send the report." The man quickly prepared the radio and nodded gently to Zuo Zhong. This matter was related to his life and death and the quality of his future life, so he was naturally very concerned about it.

“Mr. Wang, please contact the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department or Doihara immediately and inform them of your and Vanessa’s true identities, as well as of instructing Nandou and Beidou to assassinate senior government officials.”

Zuo Zhong knocked on the table again and again, and after speaking, he tilted his head and looked at Tianfu: "I know that Mr. Tianfu won't believe it, so I called an old friend of yours and listened carefully. This matter is very important."

The man who sent the telegram was Wang Deyong. Zuo Zhong felt that it was necessary to let the Kwantung Army and Doihara know the whole story. He had no obligation to cover up for the British. The feud between Japan and Britain was beneficial to the Republic of China.

One is a veteran troublemaker in Europe, and the other is a new bully in Asia. Neither of them is a good thing. Even if this matter does not cause the two sides to break up, it can also reduce some pressure on one's own side.

 “Yes, I will send it immediately.”

Wang Deyong was very knowledgeable. He didn't say a word nonsense. He sat down and pressed the key to initiate the telegram. The continuous sound of the key clicking sounded in the interrogation room and reached everyone's ears.

 “Da da da da, da da da da.”

Tianfu naturally heard it, and the more he listened, the more horrified he became. Why was this reporting method so familiar? It was exactly the same as the one he was communicating with. Could what the Chinese said be true?

If it is true, it is really a big joke. They thought they were sacrificing themselves for the locusts, but they ended up being killed by the British. They might even bring huge trouble to the empire.

 No wonder the assassination was still carried out even though the conditions were clearly immature. He knew that there were conflicts between Japan and Britain in South Asia, and the British had the motive to do so. At this moment, a voice interrupted his thinking.

“Mr. Tianfu, Zuo, let me introduce to you. This is your upline, Mr. Wang Deyong. As for the other upline, Ms. Vanessa, we can only meet you after you go to the underworld.”

Zuo Zhong stood up with a smile and walked to him, holding a stack of messages in his hand. These were the secret messages sent to Vanessa by the Nandou team. Other things can be faked, but these things cannot be faked.

Tianfu glanced at it subconsciously, and his head exploded with a buzz. He often boasted that he had a superhuman IQ, but now he would rather be an idiot and completely forget the contents of these secret messages.

Why is the coded message he sent to his superiors in the hands of the other party? Looking at the condition and wear of the paper, it is likely that it is the original. There is only one explanation for this matter. The Secret Service caught it and went online.

“Haha, we are all professionals. I can’t lie to you about some things, and there is no need to lie to you. There are two people on your line, and they are both members of the British MI2. I’m sorry.”

Zuo Zhong said as he patted Tianfu on the shoulder, with a look of gloating on his face. There is no shame in the arrest of an intelligence officer, nor is there any shame in death. What is shameful is being deceived, treated as a fool, and played with by applause.

 “Ah! British!”

As a result, nothing happened to Tianfu. Ren Yan on the side suddenly gritted her teeth and roared, which shocked everyone present. They didn't know why this woman was crazy and what it had to do with her.

Zuo Zhong blinked and looked at Tianfu doubtfully: "Mr. Tianfu, can you explain it to me? Don't worry, you will definitely not survive, but at least you can live a more relaxed life in the last days."

Maybe he felt that this question was not important, or maybe he knew that he was being tricked, so he decided to throw it away. In short, Tianfu said after a few seconds of silence: "Her brother is a member of Beidou."

 “Oh, that’s right.”

Zuo Zhong's curiosity was satisfied. Japanese people also understand family ties, but when Ren Yan went to steal the child, she never imagined how much harm it would cause to the child's parents.

It can be seen that their family affection is only for themselves, and the family affection of others is not considered by these beasts. Now they are crying and crying, what did they do long ago? No one invited them to come to the Republic of China.

At this time, Wang Deyong took off his earphones and said with a strange expression: "Mr. Zuo, the message has been sent according to your instruction. The Kwantung Army Intelligence Department sent a reply in clear code."

Zuo Zhong was stunned when he heard this. Little Japan is really arrogant. He walked to Wang Deyong and picked up the telegraph newspaper on the table. There were only two words on it - thank you, haha, interesting, really interesting.

He couldn't help but smile on his face, and even laughed out loud, and the sound got louder and louder. In the end, he just held his stomach and couldn't stand up with joy. He was sure that the other person must be Doihara.

This old spy is really trying to make a fool of himself. He is obviously so angry that he wants to kill someone, but he has to pretend to be calm and calm. I'm afraid there is some quarrel between Britain and Japan, but it's a pity that they can't fight.

Thousands of miles away in Shenyang, outside the door of the largest office in a Russian-style building, several Japanese officers listened to the roaring and the sound of objects being thrown inside. They looked at each other and lowered their heads.

A few minutes later, an old and weak voice came from the office: "Prepare the plane and help me make an appointment with the British Ambassador to the Empire. I want to return home immediately. All personnel in Jinling have gone into hiding."

 (End of this chapter)