novelAbuy Chapter 2089 Song Fuguo
Chapter 2089 Song Fuguo
Chapter 2089 Song Fuguo
The next day.
"Brother Fan, we've found out." Lu Jiufan reported to Cheng Qianfan.
"When Dr. Hu Yifeng overheard someone from the First Bureau talking, they mentioned 'someone surnamed Song,' which confirms that the enemy has already identified Commander Song," Lu Jiufan said.
“Furthermore, according to what Hu Yifeng said last night, Commander Song will wake up as early as last night, or at the latest by today,” he said to Cheng Qianfan. “This also means that Wan Haiyang’s men will question Commander Song at the latest today.”
"If it's just questioning, there shouldn't be any problems for now," Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully. "Did Hu Yifeng say when torture can be used given Commander Song's physical condition?"
"I told you," Lu Jiufan nodded. "You need to rest for at least three or four days, and at most a week, before you can be tortured."
Cheng Qianfan nodded and fell into deep thought.
“Alright, arrange for one of the brothers who doesn’t recognize the face to visit Dr. Hu again tonight and have Dr. Hu pass on a message to Commander Song,” Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice. “Three words: stall for time.”
He said to Lu Jiufan, "You can decide on the specifics of how to convince Commander Song."
"Understood." Lu Jiufan nodded.
……
Song Fuguo woke up around 3:15 p.m. that day.
Qu Kairui stayed in the ward and was overjoyed to see Song Fuguo wake up.
"Mr. Song, you're awake."
Song Fuguo glanced at Qu Kairui, then closed his eyes.
“Mr. Song, I am Qu Kairui from the First Political Security Bureau,” Qu Kairui said. “I believe Mr. Song is a smart man, so let’s get straight to the point.”
He glanced at Song Fuguo, whose eyes were tightly closed, but didn't seem to care. He continued, "Mr. Song is a man of great talent. As the saying goes, 'A wise man knows when to yield.' Why should Mr. Song follow the Chongqing puppet regime down this dark path? The true line of the Three Principles of the People lies in Nanjing, in Mr. Wang. Why doesn't Mr. Song abandon the darkness and embrace the light, and follow Mr. Wang's path of peaceful national salvation?"
"Follow that traitor Wang Tianhai?" Song Fuguo opened his eyes, looking calmly at Qu Kairui. "Follow him in the underworld? Or kneel and worship him in Japan?"
“Mr. Song, what you’re saying is unpleasant to hear.” Qu Kairui shook his head. “Although Mr. Wang is no longer here, his spirit lives on. Nanjing still has Mr. Zhou, Mr. Chen, and so many other pillars of the nation who are willing to serve the country…”
"Demons and monsters, they're all in cahoots!" Song Fuguo sneered.
"Mr. Song, are you planning to refuse a toast only to suffer a forfeit?" Qu Kairui's face darkened.
“I am a soldier of the Party and the State. Since I joined the War of Resistance against Japan, I have long been determined to sacrifice myself for the country,” Song Fuguo said. “Now that I have fallen into your hands, I have no other wish but to die quickly.”
“Mr. Song is a sensible man, and he must know that dying is easy, but being unable to live and unable to die is the most agonizing thing,” Qu Kairui said.
"Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you," Song Fuguo said coldly. "If I, Song, even blink an eye, I'll consider myself your son."
"Good, you have backbone, good!" Qu Kairui was furious. "I want to see just how tough Mr. Song's bones are."
"Qian Yuan, go and invite Dr. Hu over," Qu Kairui said with a cold snort.
……
"The patient's body is still very weak," Hu Yifeng said after examining Song Fuguo. "He cannot withstand too much pain for the time being."
"Dr. Hu, what would happen if we tortured this person now?" Qu Kairui asked.
“The patient cannot withstand it and there is a high probability of sudden death,” Hu Yifeng said after taking Song Fuguo’s blood pressure and examining him.
"How much longer will it take before we can begin the interrogation?" Qu Kairui frowned and asked again.
“It will take at least a week,” Hu Yifeng said.
“A week? No, that's too long,” Qu Kairui shook his head and said, “Can you shorten the time?”
"Sir, the body's recovery process is based on scientific evidence; it can't be shortened just like that," Hu Yifeng said, frowning.
Under Qu Kairui's probing gaze, Hu Yifeng thought carefully for a moment and said, "I can only say that I will check his body at any time to observe his recovery. There is nothing else I can do."
"Okay." Qu Kairui nodded. "Examine the patient every two hours and keep my people informed of the situation."
"Every two hours?" Hu Yifeng frowned. "Isn't that too frequent? Twice a day..."
Seeing Qu Kairui's sinister gaze, he could only swallow hard and say, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
That evening, when Hu Yifeng returned home from get off work, he was greeted by visitors once again.
The next day, Hu Yifeng arrived at the hospital early in the morning to give Song Fuguo a physical examination.
"What happened?" Hu Yifeng frowned. "The patient's condition is even worse than yesterday."
“He was dishonest, unwilling to receive IV fluids, and repeatedly pulled out the needle,” one of the agents said.
"Sir, your body is your own; please cherish your health and life," Hu Yifeng said with a sigh after glancing at the patient on the hospital bed.
“Wrong.” Song Fuguo did not get angry at the doctor. He smiled calmly and said, “We revolutionary soldiers belong to the country and the nation with our bodies and lives. If the nation needs us to sacrifice, we will do it without hesitation.”
"Shut up!" the agent snapped.
"Go to the ward and tell them I told you to bring some glucose. The patient is too weak and needs to be replenished with sugar and nutrients," Hu Yifeng said to the agent.
"Why should I go? Aren't there nurses?"
"The nurse needs to examine him," Hu Yifeng said, frowning. "If you know how to take blood pressure and perform a physical exam, you can help me."
The agent glared at the doctor, walked towards the door, instructed the others to keep an eye on the ward, and then reluctantly went to the ward.
"Turn him over and check him out," Hu Yifeng said.
Song Fuguo was unwilling to cooperate. Just then, he felt something being stuffed into his palm. He snorted coldly and stopped struggling.
After the doctor finished the physical examination, he gave Song Fuguo an IV drip of glucose before leaving.
Song Fuguo, his face grim, pulled the blanket over his face, but quickly unfolded the note he was clutching in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and then without hesitation stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.
Qu Kairui strode in, pulled back the covers, and saw Song Fuguo's calm yet angry face.
"Keep a close eye on him. He can't leave your sight for a second. Don't let him cover himself with the blanket," Qu Kairui ordered.
"Understood," Qian Yuan quickly replied.
"What about Qu Garden?" Qu Kairui asked.
"I was on watch all night yesterday and just got back to rest," Qian Yuan said.
……
Two weeks have passed in the blink of an eye.
"Song Fuguo is still unwilling to speak?" Wan Haiyang asked with a stern face.
“Song Fuguo only said he was willing to surrender,” Qu Kairui said. “However, he was unwilling to betray the Military Intelligence Bureau. He said that he was loyal to Chongqing before, but that was in the past. Now, if he is allowed to surrender to Nanjing, he will only choose to start over and will not betray his old master.”
"Bullshit! What use is he if he won't talk?" Wan Haiyang cursed. "Was he tortured?"
“Previously, Song Fuguo’s attitude softened because, as you said, he should be treated leniently, so we haven’t used torture,” Qu Kairui said.
“Use torture,” Wan Haiyang said with a cold snort. “His value lies in how much he confesses after we pry open Song Fuguo’s mouth.”
"understood."
……
"I found out, Meng Fan is dead," Cheng Qianfan said to Lao Huang.
"How did he die?" Old Huang asked in shock.
"The Special Higher Police arrested him," Cheng Qianfan said. "The Special Higher Police used torture. Meng Fan is a tough guy; he just cried out that he was innocent and asked his brother-in-law to save him. He didn't say anything else."
He tossed a meaty bone to the big wolfhound and said, "My intelligence is that Meng Fan couldn't withstand the interrogation and committed suicide by running into a wall."
"He was smart. He knew that even if he committed suicide, he wouldn't leave any evidence against him, so he cried out that he was innocent and then ran into a wall and died," Cheng Qianfan sighed.
"Pass this on to Comrade Yi Jun," Cheng Qianfan said. "The fact that Meng Fan was arrested shows that the Japanese do not trust the Kunshan Garrison Regiment. Now that Meng Fan is dead, the Japanese will definitely take action."
"If the Kunshan Garrison is going to defect, we must act immediately; there's no time to lose," Old Huang nodded and said.
“It’s actually quite dangerous now,” Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression. “The Japanese must already be secretly watching that area.”
“The Japanese have been keeping Meng Fan’s death a secret, which means they’re not ready to take action against Kunshan.” He pondered for a moment and said, “So, this is our only chance. We have to be quick.”
Old Huang nodded.
"How is the situation in Songfu Kingdom over there?" Old Huang asked.
“The enemy has already used torture,” Cheng Qianfan said. “According to the intelligence I have, Song Fuguo is very stubborn and has not spoken.”
"Is your sister-in-law still in Kunshan?" Old Huang frowned and said, "Not returning to Shanghai isn't a solution, but we absolutely can't come back right now."
"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements," Cheng Qianfan said. "I've set up a manor in Kunshan and Yangcheng Lake. Ruolan and the children will live in their own manor. I'll tell them that the children like staying there, so it won't be a problem in the short term."
"In short, be careful in everything," Old Huang said in a deep voice.
"I need to meet Wan Haiyang with him personally," Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
"Using advance as a form of retreat?"
Cheng Qianfan nodded.
……
Three days later.
Wan Haiyang stood at the window, watching Cheng Qianfan and his men leave angrily, his face dark and uncertain.
"How did Cheng Qianfan know that we had captured Song Fuguo?" he asked Qu Kairui.
“According to the information we have, Cheng Qianfan instructed Lu Jiufan and Hou Pingliang to investigate the Biligelu incident. They even found out that Lu Jiufan led people to interrogate Hu Yifeng,” Qu Kairui said. “After investigating for so long, it’s not surprising that Cheng Qianfan, with his influence, found the name Song Fuguo.”
Wan Haiyang frowned and nodded.
In terms of influence and access to information in Shanghai, especially the latter, Cheng Qianfan was even superior to him.
After all, Mr. Cheng, who had been deeply rooted in Shanghai for many years, was more familiar with the city than Cheng Qianfan, who was an "outsider." In fact, it could be said that Shanghai was Cheng Qianfan's home base.
"Song Fuguo hasn't spoken yet?" Wan Haiyang asked, frowning.
“No, we’ve used every form of torture we could think of. This is a tough nut to crack,” Qu Kairui said.
“Song Fuguo has been arrested for several days now. Even if Dai Chunfeng’s side is slow to react, they should have received word by now,” Wan Haiyang said with a gloomy face. “The Military Intelligence Bureau will definitely take action to cut off all the connections that Song Fuguo knows about. Therefore, even if Song Fuguo speaks up now, it will not make much difference.”
Qu Kairui nodded, his face grim.
He thought for a moment and said, "Director, Xiao Mian's intelligence is still valuable."
"We have always been completely unaware of Xiao Mian's true identity. So even if Dai Chunfeng ordered Xiao Mian to move and assume a new identity, as long as Song Fuguo is willing to explain Xiao Mian's situation, we can at least gain some understanding of this person, which can be considered as lifting the veil on Xiao Mian's body."
“You’re right,” Wan Haiyang said in a deep voice. “Right now, Song Fuguo’s greatest value is Xiao Mian.”
He said to Qu Kairui, "Go and tell Song Fuguo that we don't need him to explain anything else. As long as he tells us about Xiao Mian's situation, we can let bygones be bygones and accept him as one of our own."
“Okay, I’ll go right away.” Qu Kairui nodded. “However, I reckon Song Fuguo might not speak up.”
“Then use electrocution,” Wan Haiyang said coldly.
Considering Song Fuguo's physical condition and his previous statement of willingness to surrender, electric torture has not been used. However, with tomorrow approaching the 34th year of the Republic of China, Wan Haiyang could no longer wait.
……
"Mr. Song, how are you feeling?" Qu Kairui poured a bucket of salt water directly onto Song Fuguo's body, and after hearing Song Fuguo's miserable cries, he asked with a smile.
“I, Song, have my own principles and principles.” Song Fuguo grimaced in pain, enduring the agony, and said, “I said I am willing to follow Nanjing, but the past is the past, and I cannot betray my former comrades.”
“Mr. Song, why be so persistent?” Qu Kairui shook his head.
"I live on this very spirit," Song Fuguo sneered. "Those were all my former subordinates. They never betrayed me, yet I betrayed them. I cannot do such a thing."
“Who says they didn’t betray Mr. Song?” Qu Kairui pointed to Qu Yuan standing to the side. “Team Leader Qu recognized Mr. Song. That’s a clear betrayal.”
Qu Yuan stared at Qu Kairui in astonishment, as if to say, "Listen to this, do you know what you're saying?"
“Okay.” Song Fuguo looked at Qu Yuan. He had long recognized that this man used to be a member of the Shanghai Station of the Special Service Department, and naturally knew that he was arrested because this man recognized him.
He looked at Qu Yuan and said, "I'll talk."
Qu Kairui was overjoyed, "Mr. Song has realized his mistake and returned to the right path; this is a great virtue."
“Qu Yuan is from the Shanghai station of the Lixingshe Special Service. He’s from Dantu, Zhenjiang. Alright, I’ve confessed. You can arrest him now,” Song Fuguo said.
"Mr. Song, are you playing me for a fool?" Qu Kairui roared angrily, pointing at Song Fuguo and cursing.
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