Chapter 29: Fatty Fish

It was still an interrogation room. Not a torture chamber.

The middle-aged man still maintained his dignity. He hadn't been tortured. He had simply been handcuffed.

'Why are you arresting me!'

The middle-aged man kept yelling. He still hadn't realised what place this was.

Seeing Zhang Yong enter, he became even more anxious. His body kept leaning forward. He wanted to shout into Zhang Yong's ear, 'I'm innocent, I'm innocent...

I'm the victim!

Someone else stole my money! You should arrest someone else! Why arrest me?'

Zhang Yong sat down leisurely.

He didn't know any interrogation techniques. So he got straight to the point.

'Name.'

'Lou Qingcheng.'

'I asked for your Japanese name.'

'What?'

Lou Qingcheng looked confused.

His expression was natural. Nothing seemed unusual.

It seemed as if he thought Zhang Yong was talking nonsense.

Zhang Yong didn't care.

Anyway, he didn't expect to get anything out of the interrogation.

Japanese invaders were very stubborn. Even if you used the ten most cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty, they might not confess. Therefore, the confession was basically useless.

You had to rely on street sweeps.

Investigate Lou Qingcheng's social connections. Then scan them one by one and arrest them.

'Lou Qingcheng, you are Japanese.'

'I'm not...'

'Why do you think I'm arresting you?'

'I...'

Lou Qingcheng was silent.

He realised that his situation was not good.

The other party knew that he was Japanese. It was useless for him to deny it. This was the Lixingshe Special Branch.

Since they had arrested him, it meant that Lixingshe had a lot of information.

But he couldn't understand how he had been exposed.

His team had been quiet and uneventful, and they hadn't encountered any accidents!

Why had they suddenly been arrested?

Was the other party lying about him?

'If you confess honestly, you won't have to suffer physically,' Zhang Yong said bluntly. 'If you don't want to talk, then slowly enjoy the 108 dishes we have prepared for you.'

'I'm not Japanese. I'm innocent. Innocent.' Lou Qingcheng finally chose to resist.

He felt that he could not be exposed.

Zhang Yong then stood up. Ready to leave. The interrogation was over. No point in wasting words.

'Use torture!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong went to the next room.

That skinny man was locked up here. He was obviously a little nervous.

'Are you afraid?'

'Sir, I...'

'This is the Special Branch of the Lixing Society, and we are arresting Japanese people!'

'I'm not Japanese! I'm not...'

'I know you're not.'

'Thank you, sir!'

The thin man let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he heard screams coming from the next room.

But it was the torture of Lou Qicheng that had begun.

Zhang Yong didn't have high expectations of his subordinates. He just wanted them to beat the hell out of the prisoner. As long as they didn't kill him, that was fine.

Since there were no professional torture instruments, they used whips.

The whip was soaked in water and then whipped. This method can cause the target to be split open, but it will not injure the bones.

Compared to directly applying the iron, it is not as likely to cause infection.

It can be said to be very humane.

After all, we are a country of heaven and a country of etiquette, and it is not good to be too cruel.

Beat three times a day. Just three hours of beating each time will do.

One course of treatment lasts 77 days. It will be over in about three courses.

'Sir, please spare my life...'

'Let me ask you something.'

'Yes, go ahead.'

'Are you in the triad?'

'Yes...'

'Someone recently lost something very valuable at the docks. Have you heard anything?'

'Is it the Tien-zi Pier at Wusongkou?'

'Yes. You know about it?'

'Officer, I don't know the details. But I do know that recently, several very powerful people have been active there. Including the Indestructible Man, the Golden Beam, and the Swallow who copies the water, and so on.'

'Oh? What do they want to do?'

'I'm not sure. Officer, I really don't know. I know what I know, and I'll tell you everything.'

'Untie him!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The skinny man let out a sigh of relief.

He already knew that this place was very scary. He just wanted to escape quickly.

'Come to me if you have any information. I'll give you this.' Zhang Yong took out five silver dollars and said, "You can get my protection and also get money. You can live a decent life.'

'Understood," the skinny monkey's eyes suddenly lit up. He subconsciously swallowed.

Unfortunately, he could only look.

He was not yet qualified to receive any of them.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said slowly with a gritted teeth, 'Sir, are you investigating Du Xiaodie's death?'

Zhang Yong handed over five silver dollars and spread his hands, 'Tell me in detail.'

The thin monkey carefully took the silver dollars. He was convinced that Zhang Yong was being genuine. He wasn't playing a game on him. This made him feel at ease.

'That night, I was near the Merry-Go-Round. I saw Du Xiaodie go out after putting on her makeup,' the thin monkey's words were shocking, 'and she came back about an hour later. The makeup she wore when she went out was completely different from the makeup she wore when she came back. At that time, I felt very strange. Then that night, she died.'

'Are you sure you didn't see her wrong?' Zhang Yong's expression did not change.

'Officer, if I'm lying to you, shoot me,' the Thin Monkey said confidently, 'in our line of work, the first thing you have to practice is your eyesight.'

'Okay, I believe you. After Du Xiaodie went back in, she never came out again?'

'I'm not sure about that. She went out at 9pm. She probably came back at 10pm. I stayed until midnight, which is around 11pm, and then I left.'

'Anything else?'

'No. When I left, I saw Meng Chaowei arrive. After that, I really don't know anything.'

'Okay. You can go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He told the thin man to leave.

He made an appointment with him. If he had any information, he could come and find him. Or he could call and let him know.

As a squad leader, he now also had a small room as an office. He also had a telephone. It was very old. You had to dial the number. For both incoming and outgoing calls, you had to ask the operator to connect you.

'Zhongyang!'

'Here!'

'Tell Wu Liuji to come with us to Lou's house.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong ordered.

In a moment, the three of them drove out of the house.

Originally, the squad did not have a car. They were not qualified for one. But Zhang Yong did. If they needed a truck, they could call for it directly.

After all, the previous rewards had all gone to the 8th Action Group.

Now, there were only two squads in the 8th Action Group. There was more than enough car. There was also plenty of fuel. It was all secretly allocated by the Ministry of Finance.

There is a lot of money to be made working for the Ministry of Finance.

'Captain, the results of the investigation are in. Lou Qingcheng, the owner of Mingsheng Trading Company.'

'This Mingsheng Trading Company imports materials such as matches and nails from abroad. It exports cotton cloth, porcelain, tea, etc. from China. It is quite large in scale, with more than 200 employees.'

'A brief investigation of the company's banking situation. The largest transaction amounted to 30,000 US dollars.'

'US dollars?'

Zhang Yong's eyes flashed.

This Lou Qingcheng actually makes US dollars?

Not bad!

What is a hidden Japanese person doing making so much money?

It definitely isn't using it on the Chinese.

It could be a white glove of a certain Japanese spy agency. It is specifically used to earn funds for the organisation. Just like Meng Chaowei.

Very good. Another big fish caught. No. It's a fat fish.

The car turned into Yihe Road. Lou Qingcheng's home is here.

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