My spy diary

Chapter 390 Rebellion (asking for monthly ticket)

As soon as Zhang Yi arrived at the interrogation room at the bureau headquarters, he saw Director He Shangyou walking towards him with a happy face.

"Where does it grow?"

"Haha, this is a good start to the year!" He Shangyou was very proud. He glanced at the torn prisoner and said, "He seems to be unyielding. Let's continue to torture him. Let's go and check on the other one first."

“Do we need to notify the Judicial Department?”

"I don't think that's necessary," He Shangyou said, smacking his lips. "The case is serious. To prevent the news from leaking out, the scope of people who know about it should be minimized."

When he said this, he even laughed.

Zhang Yi also laughed.

In another interrogation room, there was also a young man in his early twenties with a flat head, who was fixed to an interrogation chair, his hands were handcuffed tightly, and his face was covered in dust.

Zhang Yi looked him up and down. The young man looked simple and honest. If he grinned, he would give people a simple and honest feeling.

He was wearing a coarse cotton coat and sat there with his head hung, looking calm.

"No one was injured. It seems the arrest went smoothly."

"I didn't put up much resistance. We were already at his house, so any resistance would be futile."

He Shangyou said sarcastically, "The Reds underestimated us. We can't go around the streets shouting to arrest the Reds. The wanted orders are issued in the name of wanted murderers and thieves. The rewards are generous, and the people are eager to report. His parents haven't seen their son for several years. When they heard that their son had committed such a serious crime, they persuaded him to surrender voluntarily."

Zhang Yi sensed his pride and smiled in agreement:
"In that case, we have to give his parents a bonus."

"You should give it to him. One cannot go back on his word. For convenience, even his parents were brought back." He Shangyou laughed and took two more certificates from the secretary and handed them to Zhang Yi.

One certificate is named Zhao Fusheng and the other is named Wang Xiaohe.

Zhang Yi compared them carefully and said, "It's the same person. It seems that the police station has their people."

"Yes, the Reds are everywhere."

"I'll send someone over right now."

"No need, the person has already run away."

"Ran?"

"At the same time as Zhao Fusheng was arrested, a deputy chief of the police station's household registration department disappeared."

"The monk may escape, but the temple cannot. What about his family?"

"He also disappeared from the face of the earth." He Shangyou sighed.

"He has the help of his accomplices," Zhang Yi said. "There are dragnets everywhere. If we check every household, he will definitely not be able to escape."

"That's the Operations Department's business. We don't need to worry about it." He Shangyou flexed his wrists twice, his mood improved. "Let's get Zhao Fusheng to confess first."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the interrogation room and looked at Zhao Fusheng:
"Are you going to say it yourself, or are you going to say it after being tortured?"

Zhao Fusheng lowered his head and did not answer.

He Shangyou said with a smile: "Since you don't want to talk, let your parents talk instead. Someone, please invite his parents over."

Zhao Fusheng raised his head suddenly, his face pale.

Seeing that he still didn't say anything, He Shangyou sneered and stopped looking at him.

Soon, several plainclothes officers dragged in the honest couple who were paralyzed by fear, tied them to chairs nearby and began to torture them. Zhao Fusheng closed his eyes in despair.

The first person to be tortured was my father. They stripped him of his cotton-padded jacket and whipped him several times. The old man was covered in blood and screamed in pain. My mother collapsed in a chair and twitched continuously. She could no longer cry.

Faced with such a cruel scene, Zhao Fusheng could no longer bear it. He burst into tears and completely collapsed.

"I'll tell you. I'll tell you everything."

"Your true identity?"

"An officer from the Border Security Department."

“Where do you get your goods from?”

"It was Lao Liu and Lao Wang who went to take over. I really don't know about this."

"Really? Where's your accomplice called Wang Manfu? His real name."

"Chen Mantun."

Hearing this name, He Shangyou smiled and continued to ask:

"Do you know where he lives?"

"Yuzhong. I don't know the details."

"That's enough." He Shangyou closed the interrogation record with satisfaction and nodded to the secretary. He believed that no matter how many Chen Mantuns there were in Yuzhong, as long as they had his photo, they could find his family quickly.

Zhang Yi sat upright, feeling very heavy-hearted, but his face showed no emotion. He looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked:

"I'm curious, if you've escaped, why do you want to go home?"

"I want to go home and see my parents. I haven't seen them for several years."

Zhang Yi was completely speechless. His situation was pitiful, but his behavior was unforgivable.

Everyone has to pay a price for what they do, and the price to pay back is doubled.

"It's understandable. Although these Bolsheviks are known as iron warriors, they are all born of their parents and have the same emotions." He Shanyou continued, looking proud. "Even the roughest people have moments of emotion, and this moment is their fatal weakness. Weakness and pain will make people cowardly and even betrayal. Haha, now we can go meet Chen Mantun."

In another interrogation room at the end of the corridor, Chen Mantun had been tortured beyond recognition and was in a semi-comatose state. The plainclothes officers continued to whip him with whips, and he let out intermittent, miserable cries.

Zhang Yi walked in with He Shangyou. He took a few steps forward and pinched Chen Mantun's face.

"Chen Mantun, your accomplices have already confessed. If you don't confess, we will have no choice but to invite your parents over."

Having his true identity exposed, Chen Mantun naturally understood what this meant. He spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head in contempt:

"You white dogs only know how to use these despicable methods. Since I joined the Red Party, I have been ready to sacrifice. You want me to betray? Dream on!"

"Humph, since you want to die for the Red Party, then I'll let you live a little longer. When your parents come, we can talk again. I hope you won't regret it by then."

He Shangyou said this and turned to leave. A trace of worry flashed through Zhang Yi's mind. If Chen Mantun's parents were brought here to be tortured, would he be able to endure such torture?

After coming out of the interrogation room, He Shangyou said, "Come to my office and sit for a while. We haven't talked for a long time."

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhang Yi had to follow.

Zhang Yi, who was sitting opposite He Shangyou across the coffee table, glanced at his watch imperceptibly, and then quickly raised his eyes. Chen Mantun has been arrested for so long, and Zhao Fusheng has been arrested again. Chen's parents should have been transferred, right?
He Shangyou leaned back on the sofa and said in a heavy tone, "This year has started off well, but it's a pity that Old Liu and Old Wang are dead. We can't find the contact person for their transportation line, so we can't reach the Red Party's underground network."

As he spoke, he picked up a copy of the secret publication of the Military Control Commission, Family Style, from the coffee table and continued, "Have you read the speech that Boss Dai sent out?"

Zhang Yi nodded. The theme of this issue was to attack the CC faction and the work of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Before the Anti-Japanese War, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was indeed one step ahead of the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics in anti-red operations, and was highly trusted by Chang.

But after the second cooperation with Guohong, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics lost its opponent and was at a loss for a while.

More than half of the anti-Red talents cultivated by the Central Bureau of Investigation over the years were transferred to other departments, including the Sixth Department of the Military Commission of the two Chen brothers and the taxation, salt inspection and judicial departments controlled by the CC faction, which seriously weakened the anti-Red forces.

So much so that when Chang proposed the anti-Red policy at the Fifth Plenary Session of the Fifth Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was caught off guard.

The anti-Red intelligence they delivered to Chang was inferior to that of the Military Control Commission in both quantity and quality.

In the Type A meeting report, when Chang wanted to know about a certain aspect of the Red Party, Xu Zengen was often speechless, while Dai Chunfeng, who was well prepared, was confident and answered fluently.

This gave Chang the impression that the Central Bureau of Investigation was not effective in combating the Red Party, and he gradually transferred some cases related to the Red Party to Dai Chunfeng for handling. The situation in which the Central Bureau of Investigation monopolized the Red Party issues no longer existed.

In October 39, in order to ease the condemnation of the progressive public opinion on the blatant anti-Red activities of the "two unified" spy agencies, Chang directly issued instructions that all Red Party cases in the mountain city area should be handled uniformly by the Inspection Department of the Municipal Garrison Command, and all clues related to the Red Party from all agencies should be handed over to the Inspection Department for handling.

The Inspection Office is the territory of the Military Control Commission.

This was the first time that Chang took measures to suppress the Central Bureau of Investigation and support the Military Bureau of Investigation in dealing with the Red Party issue.

In order to better direct the struggle against the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, Boss Dai often gave speeches in "Family Style" and issued strict instructions that the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was the second largest enemy after the Red Party and that it was to be fought cruelly and attacked mercilessly.

This was no joke. In early 39, Lu Bin, a major spy of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, went to Shandong to serve as the director of the Ludong Administrative Office. After a conflict with the Kuomintang army controlled by the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, he was directly detained and executed.

Soon after, Lu Cheng, the administrative inspector of the CC faction in Shandong Peninsula, was also accused by the Military Control Commission of being a member of the Red Party and executed. These two events directly made the contradiction between the two organizations more acute, and they were like fire and water.

"We can strike back and weaken them, but we can't overthrow the Central Bureau of Investigation, right? Can you agree with that, old man?"

Zhang Yi said that the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Central Intelligence Bureau were the left and right hands of each other and restrained each other. Once the balance was lost, the person who would probably be the most sleepless would be Chang. Would the Military Intelligence Bureau have an easy time at that time?

This topic also made He Shangyou feel heavy. He rubbed his temples, closed his eyes slightly, was silent for a while, and said:
"Let Boss Dai think about this matter, and let's not worry about it."

"That's right." Zhang Yi sighed and glanced at his watch again. Half an hour had passed. He Shangyou's secretary should be back. Where were Chen Mantun's parents? Were they transferred?

Sure enough, the next moment, the secretary came in dejectedly:
"Virgo, the person ran away."

Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" He Shangyou looked angry.

"When we arrived, the people should have just left. The stove in the house was burning brightly. Virgo, do you want to expand the search area?"

He Shangyou opened his mouth, turned his head and asked Zhang Yi: "What do you think?"

Zhang Yi frowned and said, "They were probably taken away by the Red Party. The mountain city is so big, and everyone is very passive during the New Year. It's too difficult to expect to find them in a short time. Let's issue a wanted order in the name of hunting down murderers."

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He Shangyou sighed and had no choice but to do so. Unfortunately, the cooked duck flew away.

The secretary shrugged his head. He thought for a moment, rolled his eyes, and raised his head and said:
"Director, I do have an idea."

"Say!"

"Chen Mantun's parents have fled, but Zhao Fusheng's parents are still here. Why don't we
He is known to be as strong as steel, so let us make him experience the unbearable pain."

"You are asking me to break my promise. I promised to release his parents." He Shangyou looked embarrassed, but after saying this, his eyes immediately changed, sweeping away the frustration just now, and ordered very straightforwardly:

"Then take them to the next room."

After thinking for a while, he said, "We need to put on a full set of clothes to act. It would be best if we could find some clothes that Chen Mantun's parents had worn and let them wear them."

"I've brought it." The secretary smiled flatteringly, "Chen Mantun's parents make a living by selling fish. Their clothes are full of fishy smell. Chen Mantun should be very familiar with it."

He Shangyou glanced at him with appreciation: "You are really careful."

"You're too kind, Mr. Director." Hearing this, the secretary became even more humble.

Zhang Yi's heart sank a little bit, and he frowned and said:

"Will he believe it?"

He Shangyou shrugged: "Once people have doubts in their minds and form obsessions, they will try every possible means to prove it, even if they don't believe it."

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the interrogation room."

The iron door of the interrogation room opened, and several people pushed the door open and walked in. The plainclothes interrogator immediately came up and said:
"Director, Section Chief Zhang, this person is too tight-lipped. He has fainted twice but still refuses to speak. I suggest using a truth serum."

He Shangyou remained noncommittal. That thing is too expensive. One injection costs several thousand dollars. What if it doesn't work? Who will pay for it?
He glanced at Chen Mantun, who was fainting and dying, and said, "Wake him up."

"Puff" a basin of cold water poured down, and Chen Mantun slowly woke up. He was gasping for breath, his lips trembling slightly:

"I won't say anything, kill me if you dare!"

He Shangyou looked at him and sneered twice:

"Mr. Chen Mantun, the dead cannot be resurrected. When they are about to be executed, they always say heartbreaking words. You finally return to your hometown, don't you want to see your parents? They are next door."

Chen Mantun's expression froze, half believing and half doubting. He endured the pain in his heart, hid the most worried string in his heart, spat with disdain, raised his head and said:
"Hometown? It just so happens that the end of life is the hometown of death.

For me, life is the pursuit of faith. I firmly believe that after I die, the new world that my comrades and I have opened up with our lives will one day rise with the sun. "

“How shameless.” He Shangyou sneered, “Even if that day comes, you won’t see it. Haha, what I just said is true, I’m not kidding you.”

As he said this, he clapped his hands, and soon outside the open door of the interrogation room, several plainclothes officers dragged two twitching and groaning people. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were wearing the clothes of Chen Mantun's parents.

Chen Mantun trembled all over. He looked at He Shangyou and then at Zhang Yi, hoping to see something from their expressions, but unfortunately he got nothing.

The next moment, screams were heard from the next room, and a look of panic flashed across Chen Mantun's face.

"It really has an immediate effect." He Shangyou's eyebrows raised, with sarcasm, excitement like a cat playing with a mouse, and pride, but without the slightest compassion, "Say it or not?"

Chen Mantun took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the pain in his heart. This kind of torture was excruciating, just like a fish being hammered to death on a chopping board, with its scales peeled off piece by piece, revealing its bloody flesh, the pain was unbearable.

He knew that if he didn't say something, his parents would probably be beaten to death. But he didn't want to be a traitor, so he made up his mind and shouted:

"Dad and Mom, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time. I'm sorry, you beasts, just kill me. I won't say anything."

"Haha, for the sake of so-called ideology, you even abandoned your parents who gave birth to you and raised you. You are worse than pigs and dogs." He Shangyou snorted coldly and shouted at the door, "Have you not eaten yet? Push hard, I don't care if you live or die."

In an instant, the screams from next door became louder, making people's hair stand on end.

Mother and son are connected by heart, and they feel the same pain. Chen Mantun burst into tears, twitching all over, and roared:

"You beast, everyone is responsible for their own actions, come at me if you dare"

He Shangyou sneered, forced a smile on his face, slowly approached him, and spoke in a very calm tone:

"Mr. Chen, I admire you more and more. When it comes to doctrine, everyone has his own doctrine. I understand you very well. You have your own so-called beliefs.

But I am not talking to you about ideology now, I am only talking to you about being a human being. Crows have the moral principle of repaying their parents, and sheep have the grace of kneeling to suckle their mothers. Animals all know how to be grateful and filial, let alone humans.

Your parents raised you with great difficulty, and this is how you repay them by working for the Red Party? Don't you feel guilty for doing this?"

Chen Mantun stopped wailing and said with difficulty: "Everyone has to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than a feather. My blood can save more people from bleeding. I owe it to my parents. I will repay them by working like a cow or a horse in my next life."

"If you can't even protect your own parents, how can you talk about saving more people from bloodshed? It's better not to have such an ideology." He Shangyou sneered, "Since you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude."

Having said that, he turned and walked out of the interrogation room.

Then, there was a "bang" in the interrogation room next door, and gunshots rang out!

Then there was the sound of someone falling to the ground, and a woman's hoarse howling was heard.

He Shangyou appeared at the door again, his face cold and ruthless:

"I'll count to three. If you don't tell me, your mother will die too."

Chen Mantun couldn't stop shaking all over. He just felt tired, extremely tired. He had been pushed to his limit.

At this moment he only hoped that he would die quickly, so that he would be free and could be reunited with his parents. They shouldn't hate him, right?

Seeing that he remained silent, He Shangyou said coldly: "Then let's die together."

Say it, he turned and walked away.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Chen Mantun shouted hoarsely.

He Shangyou didn't listen. He had already turned the door, and the sound of an iron door opening was heard from the next room.

Just as he entered the gate, Chen Mantun screamed like crazy:

"I said, I told you everything I know, don't kill my mother."

He Shangyou then retreated. He did not look back, groped for his pistol, and stood there waiting.

Chen Mantun said hoarsely and anxiously, "I'm from the Border Security Department."

"Say something useful." He Shangyou snorted and took off the safety of the pistol.

Chen Mantun gasped: "I have a fiancée named Lin Xiumei. She and others pretended to be a couple and were doing underground work."

The smugness in He Shangyou's eyes flashed away, and he slowly turned around:

"The enemy's name, hiding place, the mountain city is so big, with millions of people, how can I find it with just a name?"

Chen Mantun's tears flowed down, and he had completely collapsed: "I can help you draw her portrait."

He Shangyou smiled with satisfaction.

Zhang Yi's heart sank into the abyss.

……

(End of this chapter)