Take Tian Yuman back to No. 282 Wuhou Street.

This small bungalow is very well built and very new. It should have been built after the capital was established.

In other words, it is only seven or eight years old at most. In addition to being well maintained, it is indeed very suitable for business. In such an elegant environment, a man's combat effectiveness is doubled.

The interrogation began slowly.

There is a telephone in the small bungalow. Tian Yuman can call at any time.

"How about making a phone call?"

"Maybe someone can save you?"

Zhang Yong was good at tempting.

He was indeed very curious about how much influence a woman would have.

Who is hiding behind her?

As long as she calls, he can slowly figure it out. For example, the one just now.

Yang Zhi has found out that the man who answered the phone is a director of the Ministry of Economic Affairs. Now, he has been recorded by Zhang Yong.

It is estimated that this director will not be able to sleep tonight, tomorrow night, the night after... in the future.

Trying to assassinate Mrs. Chiang? How much of a crime is this? You are involved in this, and you still want to sleep?

Framing someone's fault is Zhang Yong's specialty.

Tian Yuman sat on the bed dejectedly. She was very desperate.

The phone was nearby, but she didn't dare to call it. She knew the consequences.

Every phone call may add one more person to the cell of the Fuxingshe Secret Service. The more people who enter, the faster she will die.

"Really don't want to call? That's a pity." Zhang Yong expressed great sympathy.

"You are just a woman. I believe the mastermind is not you." He seemed to be a wolf grandmother, speaking sincerely, "As long as you confess honestly..."

"I told you. I just tempted Yang Junjian to steal the memo. I didn't assassinate Mrs. Chiang."

"Are you still being stubborn? Do you want to try pulling out your nails..."

"I really. I really. Really. Just let me go!"

Tian Yuman started to cry.

She knows what pulling out nails means. Literally.

Forcibly pull out all the fingernails and toenails. Use a vise or a mace.

If one person can't pull it out, a few more people will come.

Until the nail was pulled out forcefully.

What?

pain?

How can it be described in words?

"Oh, it's such a pity that you are so beautiful..."

"I beg you, I will promise you whatever you want me to do. Really, I will listen to you..."

"In that case, just write a confession and sign it!"

"I, that's not what I meant..."

"Write or write if you like!"

"I write, I write! I write!"

Tian Yuman hurriedly seized the opportunity. He took a pen and paper and started writing a confession.

She had to state repeatedly in her confession that she only tempted Yang Junjian to steal the memo, and she definitely did not try to murder Mrs. Chiang.

There is an essential difference between the two.

The former may have a one in 10,000 chance of survival.

The latter has a mortality rate of 1000%.

As a woman who organized a high-end bureau, she was certainly literate. Soon, the confession was completed.

She revised it over and over again. Zhang Yong didn't push it.

It wasn't until she felt it was done that she signed and signed.

Zhang Yong took it, glanced at it, and asked doubtfully: "Did you really not try to assassinate Mrs. Chiang?"

"I swear to God, I really didn't." Tian Yuman said sharply.

"Okay then. Let's put this crime on your cousin. Let him bear this crime."

"What?"

"Let me tell you bluntly, someone must bear this crime. If it's not you, it's your cousin. You choose one yourself."

"me……"

Tian Yuman was suddenly at war with heaven and man. He broke into a cold sweat.

Without thinking, she chose to betray her "cousin". Of course he was not the real cousin.

"Okay. Let me decide for you. What's his name?"

"Yuan..."

"Japanese name."

"Junshiro Aoki."

"He's your boss?"

"no……"

"Did he plan to steal the memo?"

"no……"

"Then what does he do?"

"He, he is a liaison officer. He is here specifically to give me instructions."

"Instruction? Have you joined the Tan agency? Or are you joining some other spy agency?"

"I didn't join. But..."

"Are you taking money from the Japanese? Or..."

"I……"

"Forget it. I won't ask you either. Just hand over all your money first!"

"I……"

Tian Yuman looked up at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong was very calm.

That's right. I just want your money. What's wrong? I'm surprised? Isn't this a common practice?

"What? What's the problem?"

"I hand over the money and you spare my life, right?"

"You think too much."

"Then I won't tell you!"

"hehe……"

Zhang Yong smiled coldly.

He pulled out a sharp dagger and patted her face.

The dagger is cold.

She was panicking.

"I said, I said..."

"That's right. Why ask for trouble?"

"you……"

"Stop scolding me. I'm not a human being. I'm a beast. I'm a devil. I'm a pervert."

"..."

Tian Yuman was choked.

Now she finally knows how serious her mistake was.
To be continued...