Lost and Spy

Chapter 425 Special Interrogation
"boom!"

Sun Dawan shot another shot outside.

Unfortunately, still missed.

He sighed.

If it was changed in the past, it would definitely be one shot.

It's a pity that I haven't shot a gun for so many years, so I'm rusty.

Moreover, his right hand was crippled in the action of killing the Japanese, which was equivalent to crippling more than half of his skills.

There are at least ten Japanese soldiers outside.

"Hi, Mr. Sun Xiaobao."

Suddenly, a voice came: "Please don't shoot, I hope we can have a good talk."

"Success." Sun Xiaobao smiled: "Come in, I want to see how I was exposed."

In fact, he himself knew very well that the Japanese hadn't made any effort before, otherwise, they would have rushed in long ago.

After a while, several Japanese soldiers walked in and pointed their guns at Sun Dawan.

Sun Dawan didn't panic, he picked up the big bowl of tea in front of him and took a sip.

"Mr. Sun, hello." Another Japanese officer walked in: "I am Hitosuke Matsumoto. You should see that today, no matter what, you can't escape."

"Yeah, I'm not going to run away either." Sun Dawan glanced at his right hand: "If my hand wasn't disabled, I could at least kill a few."

Matsumoto Renji suddenly realized, no wonder the famous killer's marksmanship is so inaccurate: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"What's wrong? I was injured when Duobaolu unplugged your contact point."

Matsumoto Renji was overjoyed.

Shanghai ghost!

The person in front of me is really very likely to be the Shanghai evil spirit!

"Mr. Sun." Hitosuke Matsumoto controlled his excitement: "Can you tell me about the assassination? I'm very interested in it."

"Of course." Sun Dawan smiled: "I remember that it rained that night..."

He clearly stated the entire process of the assassination that day, even including some details that only those who were at the scene knew.

Nothing was missed.

Renji Matsumoto can finally be sure that this Sun Dawan and Sun Xiaobao are the "Shanghai evil spirits" that Japanese agents have been searching for for more than five years!
But who would have thought that the majestic Shanghai ghost would hide in such a place with such an identity?
After finishing speaking, Sun Dawan asked, "I'm curious. For more than five years, I've been hiding myself very well. How did you find out?"

"because I."

A person came in shyly.

Miao Chengfang!
"Miao Fuhuang!"

Sun Dawan hissed out: "It's you!"

"Please call me Miao Chengfang." Miao Chengfang said lightly, "It's me."

"traitor!"

Sun Dawan roared and raised his gun.

"boom"!
The one who fell was Sun Dawan.

Miao Chengfang's gun was still emitting green smoke.

Sun Xiaobao is dead.

The moment Miao Chengfang shot, he and Sun Xiaobao made eye contact for the last time.

What Sun Xiaobao wrote in his eyes was relief, gratitude, and farewell.

Farewell, baby.

You must die, you must not fall into the hands of the Japanese.

Thank you, Xiaobao!

"Mr. Miao, you are very fast and accurate in drawing your gun." At this moment, Matsumoto Rentsugu was excited.

The "Shanghai ghost" who became so popular among the Japanese secret agents finally died.

With this alone, he has made a contribution.

This gift that Miao Chengfang gave himself was too precious.

Moreover, Miao Chengfang's cruelty to his own people is also unexpected.

Miao Chengfang put away his gun and took out his pipe: "Search here, but in my opinion, I'm afraid there won't be any gains. This person has long been a useless person. He has been hiding for five years. For the Chinese side, It's no longer worth using..."

……

"...After Mr. Miao recruited me, I joined the Lixing Club at that time, and was later ordered to lurk in Wuxi..."

In the interrogation room, Tian Qi carefully explained why he became Miao Chengfang's subordinate.

The person in charge of interrogating him was Kojiro Kawamoto. He listened very carefully, for fear of missing any possible loopholes.

"Some time ago, a month ago to be precise, when I was on a mission, Mr. Miao suddenly found me and asked me to prepare and go back to the Japanese with him..."

"and many more."

Kawamoto Kojiro interrupted him: "Mr. Tian, ​​you are Meng Shaoyuan's hero. Wouldn't it be more valuable for you to stay by his side? You and Mr. Miao wouldn't have thought of this, right?"

"We've thought about it." Tian Qi replied calmly: "But you don't know how terrifying Meng Shaoyuan is. What's on your mind, he'll know in a second..."

Of course Kawamoto Kojiro knew.

He had dealt with Meng Shaoyuan more than once. The psychological knowledge he was proud of before, in front of Meng Shaoyuan, was as childish and ridiculous as a child discussing academic issues with a professor.

Tian Qi doesn't understand psychology, but he knows that Kawamoto Kojiro is afraid of Meng Shaoyuan.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years."

I need to keep mentioning this "snake", and the other party will feel scared. Perhaps, I can get rid of my passivity a little during the interrogation process.

He got it right.

In psychology, this is called psychological repression, which uses what the patient fears most to continuously stimulate the other party so as to achieve certain goals.

This is what Kawamoto Kojiro was thinking at this time.

Even myself, an expert who has studied in the United States, is still vulnerable to Meng Shaoyuan, let alone someone like Tian Qi.

He even had some sympathy for Tian Qi's situation.

"Mr. Miao once told me, don't forget my identity, and don't assassinate the Japanese, otherwise, it will be very troublesome in the future." Tian Qi continued to speak steadily: "So, after the outbreak of the Battle of Shanghai, I killed all The so-called traitors of the Chinese, I have not killed a single Japanese. You can investigate this point.”

Kawamoto Kojiro asked Tian Qi for almost two hours, and he would ask very carefully about everything.

Tian Qi answered fluently.

"During our conversation, I didn't find any flaws, and your answer can be said to be perfect." Kawamoto Kojiro smiled slightly: "But a famous agent once said that the more perfect something is, the more likely it is Forged..."

He is doing psychological induction.

"Some famous secret agent", "some famous scientist", "my friend, my relative" once said...

Whenever these ambiguous words are uttered from the psychologist's mouth, and the specific name is never mentioned, it is a typical psychological induction.

If the patient is misled by it and believes the so-called "truth", it will be really difficult to correct it.

"I didn't lie." Tian Qi was expressionless: "I don't know what is perfect, but what I said is true, and I don't understand why the truth is wrong?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tianqi." Kawamoto Kojiro covered the interrogation transcript: "Your answer is very good, at least with me, you have not passed the test, I have strong doubts about you, thinking that you were sent by the Chinese to lurk. I can tell you the reason. When I said those perfect words, the person being interrogated at least showed signs of panic, dissatisfaction, or anger, but you didn’t, not at all. You acted too calmly.

This calm, generally speaking, only comes after many rehearsals, when you have identified the various situations that will arise during the interrogation.So, I have to do something rude to you. "

"Whatever." Tian Qi sighed: "You can do whatever you want."

……

The screams continued to resound in the interrogation room.

Tian Qi was beaten to a bloody mess, passed out several times, and was woken up by cold water several times.

Kawamoto Kojiro was drinking tea there, without asking a word from the beginning to the end.

It is the most stupid way to ask while tortured.

A determined agent is specially trained.

You ask him a question, he refuses to answer, you hit him, and then ask him to answer, he still refuses.Why?
Because when he was repeatedly tortured and tortured, his mental and physical tortures were synchronized. Simply put, he had gradually adapted to it.

The correct way is to destroy his body first. Once the body is hit hard, the spirit will inevitably be affected.

Ask again at this time, and his answer will always reveal flaws.

When Tian Qi woke up again, Kawamoto Kojiro felt that it was almost the same, he stood up and walked to Tian Qi: "Answer me, your name?"

"Tian Qi."

"Your first job?"

"chef."

"The specific time when you joined the Lixing Society."

Kawamoto Kojiro kept asking some simple questions repeatedly.

This is to continue to relax Tian Qi's spirit.

"I..." Tian Qi moaned in pain: "19...24 years..."

"Nonsense!" Kawamoto Kojiro was stunned: "1924? At that time, there was no Lixingshe, how old are you!"

……

"Tian Qi, remember." Meng Shaoyuan said with a serious face: "When you start to lurk one day, if the other party keeps asking you some simple questions, it means that they have started to set a trap for you."

"what should I do?"

"To answer his wrong questions, for every two to three true answers, you have to answer one wrong answer. The simpler the question, the more you have to answer wrong. You have to take the initiative of the interrogation into your own hands. At the same time, you can pretend to have some physical discomfort, such as being in a trance, so that you can successfully cover up why you can answer such a simple question wrong, and make all the preparations of the other party fall through!"

……

Tian Qi always remembered what Meng Shaoyuan told him.

He was in unbearable pain, but he found that he didn't have to pretend to be unwell anymore, anyone would be in a trance after going through the terrible punishment just now.

Kawamoto Kojiro asked again: "Who is there in your family?"

"My father, mother..."

"What do they do?"

"Those who farm the land are all farmers."

"Where are you from?"

"Me? From Shanghai...Shanghai is so beautiful."

"Asshole, how could you be from Shanghai!"

(End of this chapter)