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Chapter 847 Seeing the Sun (5)

Not long after Zuo Zhong came to sit down in the canteen of the safe house, the special agents who searched Guo Bin's office and residence came to report. He picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, turned around and asked about the situation.

 “How are you, have you found any suspicious items?”

“No, the target’s home is normal and there are no confidential documents. The documents in the office also comply with confidentiality requirements and are stored in safes and confidential rooms.”

The little agent in charge of leading the team stood at attention and lowered his head to answer. Then he handed over a few photos and paper documents with both hands and continued to report respectfully.

“Deputy Director, these are the photos we took of the scene and the seizure list. There is one thing I don’t know whether to say or not. I always feel that the Guo family is too clean.

 Look, the tableware, candlesticks, clothes, and ornaments in the other person's home are all in pairs, placed symmetrically to each other, and even the lengths of the light cords in the room are the same.

Also, we found some old watches, hairpins, and glasses, but Guo Bin has a watch himself, has good eyesight, and has no wife, so there may be something fishy about this. "

kindness?

Zuo Zhong didn’t understand what the other party meant, so he reached out and took the photo and took a look at it.

Hello guys, all the items on the table and in the closet are arranged neatly, as if measured with a ruler. This is the so-called obsessive-compulsive disorder or symmetry control.

As for those daily necessities, it is obvious that they do not come from the same person. For example, the length of the watch straps is different, the number of rings of the glasses lenses is different, and the power is high or low.

Where did Guo Bin get these things and what was his purpose? Could it be that in addition to obsessive-compulsive disorder, he also has a collecting habit? This is indeed suspicious.

Looking at it casually, he waved his hand to let the little agent leave first. He thought for a long time, until his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Xu Enzeng's meal.

This man looks like a wild boar that is immersed in eating. After all, he was born into a big landowner and bourgeois family. He also studied in the United States, but he has no rules at all.

 “I have no appetite, so I won’t eat.”

Zuo Zhong was disgusted by this scene. He frowned and threw down his chopsticks. He stood up and walked out of the cafeteria after saying a few words. He came to a secluded place and bowed his head in thought.

Guo Bin found no clues related to the Japanese espionage organization in his home and office, which was within his expectation. Even if sensitive items were hidden in these two places before, and the safe house explosion, the other party must have dealt with it accordingly. .

 The search is not so much about finding evidence as it is a means of exerting pressure. The purpose is to let the target know that the Secret Service is fully confident, otherwise it will not launch investigative measures against a supervisory officer of a large city without authorization.

The other party has served in the Guangdong Provincial Investigation Bureau and should understand the reason. After reaching a certain level and official title, no one would dare to do this without sufficient evidence and approval from the highest level.

 A few minutes later, Gu Qi and others walked out after finishing their meal. The group discussed interrogation strategies in low voices and returned to the interrogation room.

At this time, Guo Bin also had a meal with the help of the agents. After the meal, he asked the guard for a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and then slowly folded the handkerchief and placed it on the front fender of the interrogation chair.

This set of movements is like flowing clouds and water, very natural, as if this is not an interrogation room of the Secret Service, but a high-end Western restaurant in the French Concession in Hankou, and the food is full of style.

Zuo Zhong seemed not to have seen this scene. He sat back in his seat and asked with a smile: "Guo Wei, we are still used to the food of the Secret Service. The conditions are limited. Please forgive me for any inconsideration."

I also hope you can adapt as soon as possible, because you may have to stay here for a long, long time. Unless you can cooperate with us and explain your problems, there may be a way out. "

 Guo Bin shook his head and closed his eyes. He leaned back in his chair and dozed off without saying a word, trying to delay the interrogation by keeping silent and passively resisting the interrogation.

Whatever idea he had, everyone present knew that unlike suspects in ordinary espionage cases, the longer the delay, the more favorable the external situation would be to the target.

Because those government officials who have business dealings with Guo Bin know about his arrest and will definitely try their best to lure him away or create obstacles for the investigation.

Facing this situation, Zuo Zhong pointed to a big bucket without any nonsense and nodded towards Gui Youguang. The big bald man immediately picked up the bucket and poured cold water on Guo Bin.

The temperature in Jiacheng in January remained around zero, and the interrogation room was dark. Coupled with the cold wind blowing in from the crack in the door, Guo Bin immediately became nervous.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Zuo Zhong clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Haha, Mr. Guo Wei, are you sleepy? Zuo will help you wake up. Don't worry, this place is close to the border. We lack everything but water.

Since you are unwilling to explain your problems, well, let's talk about your "great achievements" first. I heard that you were ambushed by the underground party when you were in Guangdong Province. What happened? "

Guo Bin shrank his head and trembled all over, his lips were black and blue from the cold, and his teeth kept chattering. He stared at Zuo Zhong and said fiercely.

“Deputy Director Zuo, you have gone too far. Until the Central Party Committee issues a document revoking my position, I will still be the Supervisory Member of the Changcheng Party Committee. You cannot torture me.”

 “Come here, help Mr. Guo Wei take a bath again.”

 Seeing this, Zuo Zhong smiled even more. Pouring cold water on it would not leave any traces. You can't just blame the interrogation subject for being weak and suffering from diseases. Shangfeng should also blame the Secret Service.

"No, I said, I said, please give Guo a blanket, it's too... too cold."

Hearing this, Guo Bin couldn't help it anymore, made a request, and then began to answer questions.

“In 1935, I was transferred to the Office of the Administrative Supervision Commissioner of the Fifth District as a commissioner. My daily work was to supervise local administration, supervise ideology, and prevent the infiltration of dissident elements.

In 1937, I went to Chaozhou to discuss with the local party chief about jointly investigating the underground party. I accidentally discovered that someone was secretly following my car.

According to the research and judgment of the Party Headquarters Investigation Office, this was probably done by underground party members. Considering that I have encircled and suppressed them many times before, the other party may have done something evil.

So I took advantage of my plan and used surveillance personnel to find a printing factory owned by the lower party in Chaozhou. There were a large number of leaflets in it, which was very harmful to the party and the country.

Subsequently, the party headquarters cooperated with the police station and garrison to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. During the operation, sixteen people were killed on the spot and twenty-eight others were arrested, completely crushing the conspiracy of the dissidents.

But these red heads are all stones from the latrine, smelly and hard. After many days of interrogation with no results, they were all taken to the execution ground and executed. Deputy Director Zuo, I have done meritorious service to the party and the country. "

 “Well...that’s it.”

Zuo Zhong smiled and nodded on the surface, but in fact he wanted to shoot this bastard. Forty-four comrades fell to the guns of the Kuomintang.

If I don't torture you to death, I will write your name upside down. He forced down the murderous intention in his heart, asked Gui Youguang to give him a blanket, and asked pretending to be curious.

“Member Guo Wei, can you tell me how you interrogate the subordinates? When it comes to this, Zuo thinks he has some experience. Anyway, he is idle. You and I can discuss and learn from each other’s strengths.”

Xu Enzeng, who was grinding his teeth at the side, also repeatedly said: "Yes, Deputy Director Zuo is a well-known intelligence expert and interrogation expert in the national government. No matter how difficult a Japanese spy is, he will open his mouth obediently."

If you don’t speak, no one will treat you as mute!

Gu Qi and others were so angry that when this **** said this, he reminded Guo Bin that Xu really colluded with the Japanese. Otherwise, how could there be such a stupid person?

Zuo Zhong didn't pay attention. He stood up and lit a cigarette for Guo Bin. If the other person was really the person in charge of the Jicheng spy organization, he must know him very well. It didn't matter whether Xu Enzeng said that or not.

 Besides, after Guo Bin took a puff of cigarette, he didn't know whether he was provoking or speaking his mind, but he complimented Zuo Zhong with admiration.

“Haha, of course I have heard of the name of Deputy Director Zuo. The interrogation methods of our Party Department are naturally not as professional as those of the Secret Service.”

Zuo Zhong had heard too many of this kind of situational words that were first suppressed and then raised, and he knew there was more to come. As expected, the other party immediately changed the subject.

“But when it comes to dealing with the underworld, Guo thinks that violent punishment is secondary, and the psychological battle is the most important. I don’t know if Deputy Director Zuo thinks what I said is right.”

When Guo Bin said this, he suddenly raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he was provoking the Secret Service and Zuo Zhong. This was the first time for everyone to see such a rampant Japanese spy.

 Raising his hand to stop Gui Youguang who wanted to beat him up, Zuo Zhong kept his smile and said, "Guo Wei is right. When dealing with professional intelligence officers, torture is indeed inferior. Attacking the heart is the best strategy.

 In fact, this method is also used by Japanese spies, not only Japanese spies, such as printing photos of Japanese locusts on toilet paper. This method has been tried and tested by someone. "

Locust photos printed on toilet paper?

Xu Enzeng was dumbfounded when he heard this. He thought to himself: Could it be that the Secret Service relied on this hand to pry open the mouths of Japanese people? Then he must learn from it. Who said that the Secret Service Headquarters could not catch Japanese spies.

Hearing this, Guo Bin was stunned, and then suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Deputy Director Zuo has such powerful methods, yes, you have to give those Japanese spies a look.

Although it is immoral to do so, I agree with both hands. What the Japanese did in Jinling is inhumane. No matter how we retaliate, it is justifiable. "

There is nothing wrong with what he said, but the problem is that coupled with his wanton laughter, it is difficult not to make people doubt the true meaning of what he said.

Then Guo Bin knocked the ashes from his cigarette, his smiling eyes swept over the Secret Service staff and Xu Enzeng who had different expressions, and he said proudly.

“I am different from Deputy Director Zuo. I like to use the family members of prisoners and let them watch their parents, wives, and children being tortured, and even... that feeling is really wonderful.

 In short, we must not treat dissidents with compassion or kindness. Whenever I see these people wailing in pain or even loudly cursing, my heart feels so tight, hehe.

I remember there was a young man in his twenties who was arrested by us on his wedding day. His wife was very beautiful. I personally disposed of her and left her hairpin. You must have seen it, right? "

Speaking of this, he suddenly leaned back, tilted his head and raised his lips at Xu Enzeng: "Director Xu, you should understand the fun of this kind of thing, right?"

 “Asshole! What did you say!”

Xu Enzeng, who was being stared at by everyone, immediately became anxious. He jumped in front of Guo Bin, raised his hand and gave the other party's ears a few scratches. Guo Bin's face instantly swelled up, showing the great exertion.

The calm Zuo Zhong whispered to Gu Qi to record the incident, and then ordered Wu Chunyang to get the furious Xu Enzeng back, and apologized to Guo Bin without sincerity.

“Oh, I’m really sorry. Director Xu is a straightforward person. It’s understandable that he would do such a thing when he heard someone framed him. Guo Wei, please don’t mind.

Moreover, if those words were spread out, it would be disrespectful to the party and the country. It would be best not to mention them again in the future. However, I do understand why Mr. Guo has not gotten married yet.

Being a groom for only one day is not as interesting as being a groom every day. By the way, could it be that the glasses and other items we found in your house are all your... trophies, Mr. Guo Wei? "

 Speaking of this, Zuo Zhong's tone seemed to be disdainful, because meat and vegetables were not taboo, or the good fortune of Longyang was not an honorable thing in this era.

These words seemed to poke a sore spot in Guo Bin, and his face immediately changed: "Deputy Director Zuo, please don't insult Guo. Those are the personal belongings of some of the die-hards in the underground party that I handle.

I keep them so that I can take them out in the dead of night and remember these respectable opponents. Even though they have different political opinions, it is undeniable that they are all warriors. "

Perhaps he was afraid that Zuo Zhong would not believe him, so he introduced the origins of each item, and in the midst of his excitement, he recounted one heinous crime after another and countless tragic tragedies.

Zuo Zhong's hand in his pocket was clenched into a fist, and his other hand was tapping the table rhythmically. From time to time, he turned his head and joked with Gucci. He seemed not to care at all about the torture of his subordinates.

As time passed by, Guo Bin became more and more relaxed as he talked. His feet came together unconsciously, and he talked about his method of handling the case in the most comfortable manner.

 Some of these practices made even the Secret Service personnel present frown. Not because they were cruel, but because they had no meaning other than cruelty.

 After all, people have been left half alive, so how can we obtain intelligence? The people in the Party headquarters are really not able to hold up the wall, they are all laymen.

But the deputy director did not speak, so they could only listen patiently. Each of them was thinking about how to get the other party to speak later, and other sounds gradually disappeared from the interrogation room.

“Deputy Director Zuo, can you give me some water?”

After talking for dozens of minutes, Guo Bin, who was still unfinished, licked his dry lips and asked for a drink of water. Zuo Zhong nodded, and the little agent brought a kettle, opened the cap and handed it over.

At this time, the other person was still very particular. He seemed to be worried that the kettle had been used by others. Without touching the mouth of the bottle with his lips, he tilted his head and drank tons and tons of water. After a while, his collar was wet.

 After he drank all the water in the pot and was wiping his clothes with a handkerchief, Zuo Zhong strolled to the interrogation chair and asked a question casually.

“So the photo of the Chaozhou party headquarters car is also your trophy?”

 “Yes, that’s...”

  Guo Bin, who was completely unprepared, nodded naturally, and then knew that he had fallen into a trap, because the photo was not stored in his residence, but was left in the exposed safe house.

 Gu Qi, Song Minghao, and Wu Jingzhong stood up suddenly in excitement. Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin showed expressions of realization, while Gui Youguang looked at each other with a ferocious smile.

“Since Member Guo Wei likes those methods used on underground parties so much, we might as well give him a try. We can’t let people say that our Secret Service is not enthusiastic.”

Under the dim light, Zuo Zhong looked down at his prey with great joy. His white teeth reflected the eye-catching light. Guo Bin closed his eyes in pain...

Khan's latest issue actually mentioned Stavisky from Chapter 605