After going downstairs, the interrogation room was opposite Zhang Lu's office.

"Mr. Su, this is my office." Zhang Lu introduced to Su Chende.

Su Chende's face was as deep as water and he didn't speak.

He has been thinking about a question:

How did I get arrested?

Li Cuiqun's people have a clear goal, which is to catch him, and they have names and surnames.

You know, his current hidden identity is Mei Wuming, the manager of Damei Business!

What does this mean?

Su Chende knew that there was only one possibility, and a traitor was born.

Who betrayed me?

Names flashed through his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that it seemed that everyone was possible.

At this moment, he heard a terrifying and miserable howling sound from the interrogation room.

Su Chende couldn't help but shudder. He knew that this was the scream of the tortured person.

Li Cuiqun personally "accompanies" Su Chende to visit. He noticed that Su Chende bit his lip, frowned, and moved his eyelids, and then he deliberately straightened his ridge.

He smiled slightly.

Zhang Lu asked to the interrogation room, "Mr. Su, please."

Su Chende glanced at Li Cuiqun, and Li Cuiqun smiled and nodded at him.

He glanced at Zhang Lu again, and Zhang Lu grinned and said, "Please."

As he said that, he stepped forward in two steps and opened the door to the interrogation room.

Su Chende stood at the door, his feet as if they were filled with lead.

Li Cuiqun smiled slightly.

It seemed that this smile stimulated Su Chende, and he walked into the torture room with a calm face.

In the interrogation room, a young man in his early twenties was being beaten by a whip. The man shouted loudly while being whipped:

"Happy! Happy! How happy!"

Li Cuiqun frowned. This was not the effect he wanted.

He looked at Zhang Lu coldly.

Zhang Lu had a penis face and snatched the whip from his hands, soaked the whip in the boiled pepper salt water, then raised it, stepped forward a few steps, swung the added whip and whipped it wildly.

"Happy! Happy!" the young man yelled, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and finally his head tilted and fainted.

"Liu Chushen, from Funing, Jiangsu Province, graduated from the Department of Political Science of China Public School, a college student, a talented man, deputy head of the intelligence group of the Shanghai Station of the Military Intelligence Bureau." Li Cuiqun spoke unfastly and spoke very steadily, and introduced to Su Chende, "Does Mei Yi know this person?"

Su Chende snorted coldly.

But he didn't say anything.

...

"Wake him up." Li Cuiqun said.

A basin of cold water poured on the head, and the young man was awakened.

"The country is poor and weak, it is not easy to train a college student." Li Cuiqun looked at Liu Chushen and sighed, "You have done your best for the corrupt Chongqing regime. Mr. Wang's peace movement is the future of China. There is no mistake in patriotism, but the wrong thing is to take the wrong path."

Liu Chushen tried his best to open his eyes. He tried his best to raise his head and looked at the well-dressed man in front of him.

The young patriot laughed loudly.

He said loudly, "A gentleman has different behaviors, and he acts according to his nature and is in harmony with his own nature. He is willing to betray the country and recognizes the thief as his father, and is ashamed of it. But he even attacks Yan and says that he is a villain."

After looking at Su Chende who was standing silently beside Li Cuiqun, Liu Chushen smiled. There seemed to be some kind of power in his eyes, and he tried to pass this power to Su Chende. "Liu Chushen took the lead and explored the way for his brother. There is Brother Zhao Yi in front of him. Now we are here, China is immortal!"

"Stop him." Li Cuiqun's face changed and he shouted.

Zhang Lu reacted very quickly, grabbed the cloth in his pocket and stuffed it into Liu Chushen's mouth savagely.

Seeing that he had bitten his tongue and committed suicide without success, Liu Chushen looked disappointed, and then smiled at Su Chende, as if saying that he had aspirations to die, so there was no need to worry.

Su Chende glanced at Liu Chushen and remained silent.

Li Cuiqun's face turned pale and turned away.

Zhang Lu was so angry that he picked up a handful of burnt red soldering iron, grinned and pressed it hard on Liu Chushen's already bruised abdomen.

Liu Chushen, whose mouth was blocked, shook violently as if he was slapped, and soon there was no sound.

After throwing the soldering iron, Zhang Lu ordered to his subordinates, "Serve this college student well."

As he said that, he grinned at Su Chende, "Mr. Su, let's continue."

...

Su Chende looked at Li Cuiqun, who was waiting for him with his hands behind his back, and took steps expressionlessly.

Zhang Lu walked behind, he glanced at Su Chende's walking posture, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

This man's feet are weak.

Li Cuiqun also smiled slightly, and he also noticed Su Chende's performance.

The words of the stubborn Liu Chushen, and the underworld, mentioned Zhao Yi's short-lived ghost, not only did not touch Su Chende's fighting spirit, but instead scared the beautiful brother.

Li Cuiqun took Su Chende to continue the tour.

They came to the prison.

Inside were arrested people after being tortured. These people were covered with bruises, some were screaming and wailing, and some were lying on the ground and their eyes were dull.

Some people also saw them coming, and they rolled and crawled to the steel railing, grabbed the railing and shouted desperately, "I said, I said, I said."

Only then did Li Cuiqun's face show a satisfied smile.

He nodded slightly, Zhang Lu waved his hand, and a guard opened the prison and took out the "criminal" who was about to confess.

"You, you, you, and you." Zhang Lu pointed to a few deadly hard-working men who were lying on the ground and could no longer move, and "take them away."

Agents from the secret service headquarters rushed into the prison, waved batons to drive away the injured who wanted to protect the anti-Japanese robes, and dragged out the four people named by Zhang Lu.

"Brother Meiyi, please." Li Cuiqun said to Su Chende politely, "When people are about to die, we will send them a ride."

...

There is a small wood behind the east building at No. 76, Jisifeier Road.

Zhang Lu directed his men to take four stubborn people to be executed into the woods.

"Send them to the road." Li Cuiqun lit a cigarette, took a sip, and said Dandan.

"Shoot!" Zhang Lu raised his hand and ordered loudly.

"The war of resistance will win!"

"Eighteen years later, I..."

"My mother, son is gone..."

"Dan you immortal Banban."

Amid the last slogan, gunshots rang out.

The four bodies fell down, their bodies were still twisting, and soon they stopped moving.

Blood seeps into the soil and moistens the saplings.

Li Cuiqun was paying attention to Su Chende. He noticed that after the gunshots sounded, to be precise, Su Chende's eyelids were shaking every time the gunshots were heard, and he simply closed his eyes.

After the gunfire stopped, Su Chende's eyes opened and he stared at the four newly added corpses on the ground.

Li Cuiqun sneered in his heart.

He naturally knew that this guy who had the nickname of "butcher" within the Central Government was used to seeing dead people, and Su Chende had at least one or two hundred lives of the Red Party and other forces.

But, this is different.

In the past, Su Chende stood from the high point of the judge.

Now, the few people who died on the ground, like Su Chende, are all anti-Japanese elements.

This kind of touch is very different.

...

Looking at the fine sweat beads oozing out of Su Chende's forehead.

Li Cuiqun smiled slightly, and he nodded at Zhang Lunun.

Zhang Lu did not "disobey" this time. He came over and took out the key from his pocket and handcuffed Su Chende.
To be continued...