Panther Commando

In the interrogation room on the screen, Director Zheng's eyes were fixed on Xue Fuming's eyes, and his icy voice sounded again: "Xue Fuming, three years ago, you were sent by the public to study abroad for two years, and the overseas intelligence organization is that Are you the one who rebelled at the time? Do you think no one knows what you are doing?"

Director Zheng said here, suddenly raised his hand and slapped the interrogation table in front of him hard, he roared sharply: "I tell you, your every move has been under our surveillance for a long time, and the information you think you steal is valuable. Liancheng, in fact, it's all the garbage we prepared for you, it's worthless! Do you really think the money those spies gave you are so easy to get? You're dreaming!"

Director Zheng's voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xue Fuming's heart hard. The boy suddenly raised his head and glanced in front of him, then he lowered his head with gritted teeth. He still said nothing.

Wan Lin and the others all looked at each other when they saw this. Wan Lin said in a low voice, "From the look in this kid's eyes, his psychological defense line should be broken soon."

Wang Molin nodded. He looked at Secretary Wang and ordered: "Inform Director Zheng to continue to increase the pressure and break through this kid's psychological defense line as soon as possible. We must not let him have the slightest chance of luck." "Yes!" Secretary Wang replied in a low voice With a sound, the command was sent to the computer.

On the screen, Director Zheng pressed the wireless earphone in his ear, followed by staring at Xue Fuming on the interrogation chair, and continued to say coldly: "You use the money from selling false information to send your wife and children abroad, Do you think your master can really take care of your wife and children after identifying the truth and falsehood of the information?"

Director Zheng followed with a sneer and said, "Hey, it seems that you really think that by sacrificing yourself, you can exchange for glory and wealth for your wife and children. You can dream! Now, I will let you take a good look at the current situation of your wife and children!"

He followed up and pointed to a monitor on the side wall. The young interrogator sitting next to him also quickly raised his right hand and pressed the laptop on the interrogation table.

When Xue Fuming heard Director Zheng's cold voice, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the monitor hanging on the wall in front of him. A narrow street is appearing on the monitor. The dirty street is lined with low dilapidated houses, and a few beggars in rags are walking on the street.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a heavy backpack appeared on the screen. She was holding a seven- or eight-year-old girl in one hand and pushing a suitcase in the other. Xue Fuming, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, was stunned.

Director Zheng's cold voice sounded again: "Xue Fuming, this is the current situation of your wife and children! Didn't your master promise to take good care of your family, is this the result of their care? Let me tell you, now your wife and Child, you have no money abroad and are living on the streets, do you think all the money you put in overseas banks is yours?"

When Director Zheng said this, he slammed the table and stood up, and he roared sharply: "Xue Fuming, let me tell you, the money was deposited for you by the overseas enemy intelligence organization. Without their signature permission, your wife and children will take it. Not a penny! You have now been exposed and lost your value to them, do you think they will really take care of your family?!"

Director Zheng's voice sounded like a blast of thunder in the small interrogation room, and even the monitor hanging on the wall shook slightly in this thunder-like sound.

Amidst the loud roar, Xue Fuming, who was sitting on the interrogation chair and staring at the monitor, suddenly burst into two strings of tears from his round eyes.

The boy shook his head violently, suddenly turned his head to look at Director Zheng who was standing behind the interrogation table, and shouted hoarsely: "I said, I said, I will explain it all, I really regret it, these bastards!"

Wan Lin and the others understood that when they saw this, Director Zheng had used thunderous means to quickly destroy this scum's psychological defense in such a short period of time.

Wan Lin quietly gave Li Dongsheng a thumbs up and said, "This Director Zheng is so quick to find this spy's family in such a short period of time."

Li Dongsheng nodded and said: "This Director Zheng is really a master of spy warfare. The first time he captured this scum, he realized that the other party's weakness was his wife and children, so after he found out that Xue Fuming was a spy , I entrusted people from abroad to find the family members of this spy and learn about their current situation."

Wang Molin heard Wan Lin and Li Dongsheng's discussion, and he said with relief: "You are right, Lao Zheng is indeed an experienced spy war master. He used to follow me and Professor Chang when he was young. Like Ye Feng, he has been a capable person under my command, and he acted very fast in this case."

As he spoke, he waved at Secretary Wang and ordered: "Turn off the screen, we will wait for the Northwest Bureau's interrogation report." He followed Gao Li and the others and said, "I feel sick when I see these things that betray the motherland. !"

At this time, the little monk who had been lying on the back of the sofa behind Wan Lin and stared at the picture, saw the picture on the screen suddenly disappear, he put his bald head next to Wan Lin's head and whispered: "Master Wan, yes Isn't it going to be a war? Then...then I...let's go, I can fight a war!"

Wang Molin heard the boy's whispering~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He turned his head to look at the little monk and smiled: "You haven't even touched a gun, you can still fight? Just blow it!"

When the little monk heard Wang Molin's laughter, he stared at his round eyes and stretched out his head and shouted anxiously: "Shou... the chief old man, no no no, it's Uncle Wang, I... I really... really hit... I have fought a war, if you don't believe me, ask me, Brother Wan, when I was in the mountains, I wounded those bad guys with guns with hidden weapons."

"Well, did you really fight?" Wang Molin looked at Wanlin in surprise. Wan Lin quickly recounted what happened in the Lingyi Temple.

He followed up: "At that time, Jingheng really used a hidden weapon to injure the arms of the three Red Fox team members, and assisted Master Changtian and the two senior brothers to subdue the three fully armed boys."

When Gao Li and Li Dongsheng heard this, they both looked at Wan Lin in surprise. Li Dongsheng frowned and asked, "Didn't your battle report say that the three Red Fox personnel were killed by you and the wind knife on the spot? Master Changtian, they subdued those three brats?"

When the little monk heard Li Dongsheng's question, he glared at him and said, "That's right, it was me, my master, my brother and I who captured the three bad guys. I...we didn't kill them on the spot."