Chapter 268 Qiao Chuntao (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)
“Asshole!” Cheng Qianfan yelled.
Inside the document bag is a map of the Wusong Line’s defense fortifications. The distribution of bunkers, bunkers, checkpoints, and garrison points along the entire Wusong Line is clearly visible.
Such a confidential national defense and military document actually appeared in the hands of Japanese agents!
Cheng Qianfan’s inner shock and anger can be imagined.
Considering the pass stamped with the seal of the Jiangyin garrison, there is only one explanation:
There is a problem within the Jiangyin garrison!
Cheng Qianfan was shocked and angry, and a thin stream of cold sweat broke out on his back.
If he hadn't arranged for someone to monitor the Herbal Medicine Shop, and as soon as he learned that the owner of the medicine shop, Huang San, had returned, he would have decisively given the order to take action.
So, it is completely expected that this defense fortification map of the Wusong Line will soon appear on the desk of the top Japanese military officials.
It can be said that once the war started and the Japanese army had this fortification map and based on the map, the entire Wusong Line would almost lose its threat to the Japanese army.
“Take it to the basement.” Cheng Qianfan said coldly, “Interrogation!”
Cheng Qianfan looked extremely serious and said to Qiao Chuntao, "Taozi, pry open Boss Huang's mouth. I want to know who the **** is hiding inside the Jiangyin garrison!"
“Leave it to me! Don’t worry, team leader, no matter how hard his bones are, I can break them into pieces!” Qiao Chuntao’s eyes were filled with chills, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she nodded.
“It doesn’t matter whether you live or die!” Cheng Qianfan’s face was as dark as water, “I want to know the result before dawn tomorrow.”
He didn't have much time to waste. Since Huang San had obtained such important national defense information, he suddenly returned to Shanghai this time, obviously to submit the information to his superiors.
The Japanese high-level officials must have known about this matter, and it can be inferred that the Japanese were waiting for Huang San to report.
There was only one night left for him.
After tonight, the Japanese side did not wait for Huang San to go, so they must have known that something happened at the Baicao Herb Shop.
If the Japanese know about it, they will definitely notify the treasonous officers of the national army hidden in the Jiangyin garrison to flee.
This person is a living intelligence. Once this person escapes and falls into the hands of the Japanese, the entire Wusong Line defense fortifications will be almost transparent in the eyes of the Japanese army.
Not only that, don’t forget, the gunfire went off at the Baicao Shop. This is what troubles Cheng Qianfan the most, and it is also a flaw in this operation.
The patrol on Xiafei Road has been dispatched.
The most optimistic estimate is that Japan will learn about this situation by tomorrow morning at the latest.
This is still based on the fact that Rite did not establish an observation point near the Herb Shop.
If Rite has been secretly observing Baicao Shop, then...
Cheng Qianfan shook his head, hoping that luck would be on his side.
…
Qiao Chuntao took Jiang Laosan down to the basement and immediately interrogated Huang San.
Cheng Qianfan did not leave the interrogation room.
He wants to avoid being stained with the smell of blood.
The air in the basement is poor and the smell of blood is strong. This is an emergency interrogation, which is bound to be even more brutal.
Stained with the smell of blood, not to mention that he may not have time to take a bath, this **** smell is difficult to completely dissipate even after taking a bath.
Those colleagues in the patrol room are all smart people with extremely sharp noses.
He must pay careful attention to these details.
He will not conduct interrogations himself unless absolutely necessary.
In addition, there is another consideration. He will try to avoid direct collision with the enemy, even if it is an enemy who has been captured.
As for the enemy agents who have seen his face, there is only one ending.
The ship will last ten thousand years if it sails carefully.
Time passes minute by minute.
Cheng Qianfan started to feel a little impatient.
He is pacing back and forth.
If the results of the interrogation cannot be obtained before dawn, he will immediately call the Nanjing headquarters.
In this case, we can only ask Nanjing to order the Jiangyin garrison to implement comprehensive martial law and investigate.
There are nearly 10,000 troops stationed in Jiangyin, and there are so many people who have access to this secret military aircraft information. It is really difficult to say whether the traitors can be found smoothly and in time.
…
In the basement.
Huang San has almost become a **** man.
Jiang Laosan came in with a pot of freshly boiled chili water. He glanced at Huang San fixed on the wooden frame.
Hands and legs are bent at a strange angle.
His head was drooping, and he had fainted again.
Qiao Chuntao glanced at the chili water in the basin, stretched out a finger, dipped it in the chili water, and frowned.
“Where’s the salt?” Qiao Chuntao asked.
"Here, here." Jiang Laosan pointed to the salt altar on the ground.
Qiao Chuntao bent down to pick up the jar of salt and poured half of it directly into the jar.
Pick up the red hot iron from the charcoal basin and put it into the pepper water basin.
Zzizizi!
There was a burst of heat, and the smell of chili became even more choking.
Looking at the silent Qiao Chuntao.
Looking at the silent Qiao Chuntao's cold 'girly face'.
Looking at Qiao Chuntao expressionlessly stirring the pepper water with a soldering iron.
Jiang Laosan felt a chill on his back.
He now believes that Qiao Chuntao's words about crushing his **** were definitely not just words.
…
"Would you like a bite?" Qiao Chuntao glanced at Jiang Laosan, "It tastes good."
Jiang Laosan shook his head.
Qiao Chuntao sneered, picked up the water ladle, scooped out the hot chili water with a lot of salt, and poured it directly onto Huang San's belly on the wooden stand.
Ahhhhhhh!
A beastly howl of pain.
Huang San shook his head like crazy and shouted, "Kill me, kill me!"
“No, no, no.” Qiao Chuntao smiled brightly, “Boss Huang, this is just an appetizer.”
With that said, he stepped forward and grabbed Huang San's hair, "I said, this is just the beginning, there are still good dishes to be served later."
“Go, there is lime powder in the west room, get some.” Qiao Chuntao said to Jiang Laosan.
“Ah, lime powder?” Jiang Laosan was stunned.
"Yes, lime powder." Qiao Chuntao smiled, staring at Huang San's **** abdomen, "Pull out a small hole in the abdomen, first pour in lime powder, and then pour in pepper water."
As he spoke, he showed a recalling expression, "Do you know what this dish is called?"
…
Jiang Laosan swallowed and did not dare to speak.
Huang San was shouting, "Kill me, kill me, despicable Chinese!"
Qiao Chuntao closed his eyes and completely ignored the two people's reactions. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his handsome face had an almost ferocious and strange beauty, "This dish is called red water balls, this pepper water, and lime powder A mix…”
"My master, my wife, my junior brothers and sisters, many of them have died after eating this dish." Qiao Chuntao stared at Huang San, her eyes filled with grief and anger. There was despair in the grief and anger, and there was madness in the despair. "This Sir, this dish was invented by you Japanese in Shenyang. You came here uninvited and treated my family to this dish. How about I repay you with my hospitality?"
This sentence is said in Japanese.
Smiled and said in a soft voice.
“No, no, no!” Huang San looked at this crazy look and collapsed.
Today the author is going to attend the funeral of a very respected elder, and this chapter will be updated regularly.
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