Genius Agent

Chapter 58 is indeed a Japanese spy.

"Trial."

The section chief's answer was simple, just one word. The people next to him immediately hung Xiao Wei up. Apart from Wang Hengxin, everyone else in the interrogation room was from headquarters, and they all knew what was going on.

With the director present, Wang Hengxin didn't dare to speak and just watched quietly.

"What is your true identity, and what are you doing infiltrating the Lowell Hotel in the French Concession?"

Shen Mozhou asked directly, and Xiao Wei, with panic in her eyes and a sobbing voice, cried out, "I don't understand what you mean. I'm just a waiter. Why are you arresting me? I want to see my boss."

Xiao Wei's performance was good; after being arrested, he realized he might be in trouble.

Upon arriving at the interrogation room and seeing the head of the Special Service Department who had appeared during the day, he became even more certain that he had been exposed. Now, he only had a sliver of hope that he could use what he had learned before to get through the ordeal.

"You're being stubborn, beat them up."

Shen Mozhou snorted coldly, and the whip immediately lashed out at Xiao Wei. Accompanied by screams and pleas for mercy, Wang Hengxin looked at the section chief.

This person acted very convincingly, almost exactly like someone who was inexplicably arrested and wrongly accused. He began to suspect that the director might have arrested the wrong person.

The magistrate remained still, watching quietly.

"Put him on the tiger bench."

After beating him for a while, Xiao Wei still hadn't confessed, so Shen Mozhou started changing the torture instruments.

Various instruments of torture were used on Xiao Wei in turn in the interrogation room.

"You're considered one of the elite among Japanese people, right? Didn't you ever think about suffering less?"

After a while, the section chief finally spoke again, asking in a calm tone.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Xiao Wei kept his head down, his forehead covered in sweat, and his voice weak; he still did not admit it.

"You know me, so how could you not understand what I'm saying?"

When the comrade asked again, Xiao Wei was startled, but he remained defiant: "You only ate at our restaurant today, I don't even know your name, how can you say I know you?"

"If you don't recognize me, will you go back and tell someone to come find me?"

The magistrate laughed, and Xiao Wei was startled again. His report had been discovered because of this exposed identity?

But he was very careful when he went to the Japanese quarter, and he only left after they had gone far away. How could they have found out? Or was he going to the restaurant today specifically to see him?

"Keep going, don't hold back. He's just a Japanese spy infiltrating the French Concession. As long as he's alive, you can do whatever you want with him. Remember, you must ensure he doesn't die."

The magistrate shook his head slightly. Shen Mozhou ordered someone to prepare fine needles, and Xiao Wei screamed again.

After more than ten minutes, Xiao Wei finally couldn't hold on any longer and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Stop, I'll talk."

The pain of the punishment far exceeded his imagination.

He had received penal training, but training is nothing compared to real punishment.

Especially after the other person spoke so softly and gently, trying to slowly torture him, he became afraid. He felt that this person was a devil, and he didn't want to live in hell forever.

Even death is better than suffering.

"My name is Shigenobu Morita. I was transferred to the Shanghai Special Higher Police a year ago. My main job is to infiltrate the Lowell Hotel in the French Concession to gather intelligence for the Empire..."

Xiao Wei, also known as Morita Shigenobu, finally spoke up. Wang Hengxin was stunned. Was he really a Japanese spy?

The Japanese spy's performance was indeed perfect, and even fooled him.

But how did the Chief know his identity and even go to the trouble of arresting him?

"There were six of us at the time. We originally planned to go to Nanjing together to infiltrate, but there was a problem during the operation. Only one of us stayed in Nanjing. The other four and I were transferred back to Shanghai and all went undercover in the French Concession and the International Settlement."

Morita Shigenobu gave a very thorough account, including when he was selected by the Special Higher Police, how he received training, when he came to Shanghai, what he did in Shanghai, what intelligence he provided, and so on.

"Did you provide information about Su Yuncheng?"

The magistrate suddenly asked, "His confession contained this information."

"Yes." Morita lowered his head. Shen Mozhou was arranging for someone to treat his wounds, and while treating the wounds, he asked him to explain.

Since he has confessed, Morita still has a use, so we can't let him die easily.

"Does he know who you are?" the sergeant asked again.

"I don't know, he always comes with Dylan and the others."

Morita shook his head. Those who can do undercover work are all elite agents; this kind of work is not something ordinary people can do.

He was absolutely confident that he wouldn't be discovered, but how he ended up being caught by the head of the secret service this time was something he had no idea.

Are you sure?

"It's confirmed. He only came twice, and each time he only talked about Dylan going to the police station. He never mentioned anything else."

Morita nodded again, and the section chief did not ask any further questions. Morita said that Su Yuncheng might not know his true identity.

I've only been there twice, had normal conversations, so it's normal that I didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, the director suddenly had another thought: Had Su Yuncheng figured out Xiao Wei's identity before?

Thinking of this, he laughed to himself. Even if he had predicted it before, it was his fortune-telling ability.

"Go on, why didn't the five of you stay in Nanjing?"

The chief continued to ask important questions. He was in a good mood because this was a Japanese spy he had personally arrested, which was of great significance.

"I don't know, but we had our suspicions at the time. The reason we were transferred back was to protect the most important person."

Of the six who went, five were transferred back after only a few days in Nanjing. The reason is not hard to guess: someone is more important than them, and this was to protect that person.

If they all stay in Nanjing, they are very likely to implicate the person who caused the incident.

It is much safer in Shanghai.

Morita never expected that his infiltration of the French Concession would be discovered, and that he would be arrested by the Chinese.

If he had stayed in Nanjing, he might have been fine.

Having chosen to surrender, he had no intention of protecting that person.

"Who stayed in Nanjing, and where is he?"

The smile on the director's face vanished, and he immediately asked, but Morita shook his head: "I don't know his real name, I only know his code name is Hibiscus. Neither of us knows the other's real identity, and as for where he is now, I have no idea."

The six of them trained together, and were later transferred to Shanghai.

Even during training, they only use code names to refer to each other, and their real names are unknown, let alone their undercover identities.

Tell me everything you know about his appearance, his special skills, and so on.

The Chief of Staff personally interrogated the suspects, needing to extract all the details, not only about this person, but also about the four remaining Japanese spies lurking in the concession.

Although they were not on Chinese territory, they were just as harmful within the concession.

Find them, and we can eliminate them secretly later, removing these spies and cutting off some of the Japanese's informants, thus reducing their sources of intelligence.

Morita continued to explain, revealing everything he knew about the six people.

This includes some information about the Special Higher Police.

However, his time in the Shanghai Special Higher Police was too short. He was sent to Nanjing to carry out a mission after only a few days there, and after returning, he went directly to the French Concession to lie low.

He could provide limited information about the Shanghai Special Higher Police.