Courtyard House: The Long-Lost Eldest Son Returns with Military Merit

Upon hearing this, Li Huaide smiled and replied, "Section Chief Jia! Then I won't stand on ceremony and will await your invitation!"

After saying goodbye to Li Huaide, Jia Dongming took the documents to the finance department of the steel rolling mill, paid off the payment for the two houses, and then, with the receipts and the documents issued by the factory, happily rode his bicycle towards the Tongluoguxiang Subdistrict Office.

"Comrade! Who are you looking for?"

Jia Dongming soon arrived at the street office and was about to enter the courtyard when the gatekeeper on duty called out to him.

Upon hearing the voice, Jia Dongming stopped, took out his work ID from his pocket, and politely introduced himself: "Hello, sir! I am Jia Dongming from the security department of the steel rolling mill. I have come here specifically to handle the procedures for transferring the public housing to private ownership."

I don't know which department to go to for this.

After listening to Jia Dongming's introduction, the gatekeeper took the work permit and carefully examined it. Only after confirming his identity did he hand the permit back, saying with a surprised look, "Comrade Jia Dongming! To process the public-to-private transfer procedure, you need to go to the housing management department."

Following the directions, Jia Dongming immediately thanked the gatekeeper: "Thank you, sir!"

As the gatekeeper watched Jia Dongming push his cart into the neighborhood office compound, he muttered to himself, "The policy of converting public to private ownership has long been discontinued. This comrade actually managed to get a conversion quota; he's truly extraordinary!"

After completing the public-to-private transfer procedures at the housing management department of the subdistrict office and receiving two brand-new property ownership certificates, Jia Dongming happily thanked the staff, carefully put away the documents, and rode his bicycle toward the Dongcheng branch of the Public Security Bureau.

"Comrade! What can I do for you?"

As Jia Dongming rode his bike to the entrance of the branch office, an older policeman came out of the guardhouse and asked him with a serious expression.

Upon hearing the question, Jia Dongming took out his work ID from his pocket and politely introduced himself: "Comrade! I'm from the security department of the steel rolling mill. I've come specifically to see Director Li to inquire about the details of yesterday's arrest of enemy agents."

The police officer took Jia Dongming's work ID and examined it. After reading the contents, he explained to him, "Hello, Section Chief Jia! Our officers are currently handling yesterday's case. You can inquire at the Criminal Investigation Department for details."

After hearing this, Jia Dongming took the work permit handed back by the other party, smiled and nodded: "Okay! Then I'll go to the Criminal Investigation Department to ask."

"Section Chief Jia! Did you come here now because of yesterday's case?"

As Jia Dongming parked his bicycle and entered the branch office building, a police officer came out of the building and greeted him politely.

Jia Dongming recognized the other party and immediately reached out to shake hands, saying with a smile, "Hello, Comrade Guo Hua! Yesterday's case is closely related to our steel rolling mill. As the head of the factory's security department, I naturally have to keep a close eye on the progress, so I came to find out more."

Upon hearing Jia Dongming's reply, Guo Hua recalled the interrogation of enemy agents and answered solemnly, "Section Chief Jia! These enemy agents are extremely tight-lipped. We have tried various methods, but we still haven't been able to get them to talk."

Jia Dongming joined the youth group at the age of ten and had fought Xiao Rizi in real combat on the battlefield, so he knew Xiao Rizi's character very well.

Thinking of his comrades who had been killed by Guo Hua for treating prisoners of war well and for being ambushed by him while treating wounded soldiers, Jia Dongming gritted his teeth and said, "Comrade Guo Hua! The soldiers of Xiao Ri Zi were indoctrinated with militarism from childhood and were deeply poisoned by the Bushido spirit. They were obsessed with blindly charging forward and were almost fearless of death on the battlefield."

"In the past, during our battles against the Japanese invaders, wounded Japanese soldiers often took advantage of our lenient treatment of prisoners of war, pretending to be captured. When our personnel were providing them with medical care, they would suddenly detonate explosives, taking our personnel with them."

"These Japanese invaders received extremely rigorous training, and they were determined to die when they infiltrated our country to carry out sabotage activities."

In this situation, conventional interrogation methods simply cannot get them to talk, nor can they extract any useful information.

"Therefore, we must take special measures to deal with these kinds of Japanese spies."

Only by breaking their mental defenses can we get them to reveal information.

Guo Hua was also a soldier, but he had not participated in the War of Resistance against Japan and did not have a deep understanding of the Japanese invaders.

Hearing Jia Dongming's words, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Section Chief Jia, do you have a way to get these spies to talk?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongming smiled slightly and nodded, replying, "There is indeed a solution; otherwise, I wouldn't have put aside my factory affairs and made a special trip to your branch office."

Seeing Jia Dongming's confident answer, Guo Hua immediately grabbed his wrist and said, "Section Chief Jia, to tell you the truth, in order to get these spies to talk, our captain and Director Wang have been working all night without sleep."

"I'll take you to see our captain right now."

Jia Dongming followed Guo Hua and soon arrived at the door of the Criminal Investigation Department's interrogation room.

Guo Hua glanced at the captain and Director Wang who were still interrogating people inside, then knocked on the door and respectfully reported, "Captain, Director Wang, Section Chief Jia has arrived."

Upon hearing the report, Wang Dapao, his eyes bloodshot, immediately stood up from behind the interrogation table, strode out of the interrogation room, and asked Jia Dongming with a puzzled look, "Dongming, didn't I say I would notify you immediately if there was any news? Why did you come here in person?"

Looking at Wang Dapao's tired expression, Jia Dongming said, "Dapao, you know what kind of people these Japanese invaders are."

Do you think they'll confess if you interrogate them like this?

Reminded by Jia Dongming, Wang Dapao immediately recalled the stubborn nature of the Japanese invaders and quickly said, "Dongming, why don't you give it a try?"

Jia Dongming nodded, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Xudong, who was handcuffed to the interrogation table, and said, "Dapao, put Zhou Xudong aside for now. I need to interrogate Chen Jianfei first and see if we can get him to talk."

Wang Dapao agreed without hesitation: "Dongming, Chen Jianfei is being held in another interrogation room. I'll take you there now."

As the two men entered another interrogation room, the police officer inside, who was conducting an interrogation, saw them and asked with some surprise, "Chief Wang, Section Chief Jia, what brings you here?"

Wang Dapao glanced at Chen Jianfei, who was handcuffed to the interrogation table, and asked the policeman, "Li Bin, has he confessed?"

Thinking of Chen Jianfei's uncooperative attitude, Li Bin gritted his teeth in anger and shook his head, replying, "Director Wang, this guy is like a rock. No matter what method we use, he just won't open his mouth."

After hearing this, Wang Dapao instructed, "Li Bin, you and Xiao Zhi have been busy all night, go back to the dormitory and rest first."

The subsequent interrogation work will be handled by Comrade Dongming.

Li Bin and Xiao Zhi, who had stayed up all night, nodded and replied, "Okay, Director Wang."

"Let's go catch some sleep first, and then we'll deal with these hateful enemy agents when we wake up."

Hearing the conversation between Wang Dapao and Li Bin, and seeing Jia Dongming standing in front of the table, Chen Jianfei, handcuffed to the interrogation table, showed a contemptuous expression and arrogantly mocked Jia Dongming: "Jia Dongming, I advise you not to waste your energy. The warriors of the empire will never submit to people like you."

Facing Chen Jianfei's mockery, Jia Dongming responded with a disdainful smile, coldly replying, "Chen Jianfei, my younger brother's name is Jia Dongxu. You should be familiar with that name, right?"

"We have captured all of your personnel who were hiding in the steel rolling mill."

Now, all I want is for my younger brother to let you experience some of the methods passed down from our ancestors.

As for whether I can get any information out of you, I don't care at all.

Upon hearing the name Jia Dongxu, Chen Jianfei recalled the operation against Workshop 2 last year, and a look of disdain reappeared on his face. He arrogantly said, "Jia Dongming, apart from me and Colonel Koizumi, most of the others are peripheral personnel we recruited."

It's virtually impossible for you to get any valuable intelligence from them.

Jia Dongming smiled gently and said slowly, "Chen Jianfei, you have lived here for so many years, you must have some understanding of our country's history."

Have you ever heard of the infamous and severe punishments in ancient my country?

As a Japanese agent, Chen Jianfei was naturally familiar with Chinese history.

When Jia Dongming mentioned torture, his body trembled almost imperceptibly, then he put on a ferocious expression as if facing death and replied sternly, "Jia Dongming, I have received anti-interrogation training since I was a child. Use whatever methods you have."

Upon hearing Chen Jianfei's words, Jia Dongming's face lit up with amusement, and he calmly replied, "Chen Jianfei! Since you're interested, I'll keep you company."

At this point, he turned to Wang Dapao and instructed him: "Dapao! Today I'm going to deal with Chen Jianfei properly and let him experience the many methods passed down from ancient times."

To prevent him from collapsing from exhaustion, please have a doctor come later to keep him alive.

Although Wang Dapao didn't know Jia Dongming's specific plans, he still smiled and said, "Dongming! There are doctors in the bureau who are highly skilled and will surely make him wish he were dead."

Chen Jianfei, having received special training, showed no fear upon hearing this. Instead, he revealed a look of contempt and sneered, "Jia Dongming! Show me whatever skills you have. If I even flinch, I've lived in vain."

Seeing that he still refused to yield, Jia Dongming was not in a hurry. He just smiled and said to Wang Dapao, "Dapao! Send someone to bring in some bamboo sticks and a piece of cloth."

I want to see if this believer in Bushido is truly as fearless as he claims.

Wang Dapao immediately sent someone to fetch bamboo slips as instructed and handed them to Jia Dongming.

Jia Dongming took it and said to the two policemen beside him, "Please help me hold him down."

Let's start with the simplest things today and let him experience the wisdom of the ancients.

After Chen Jianfei was subdued, Jia Dongming walked up to him with a bamboo stick, deliberately waving the pointed end in front of his eyes, then stuffed his mouth with a wad of cloth and tied it with a strip of cloth to prevent him from pushing it out with his tongue.

Once everything was ready, he gripped Chen Jianfei's thumb firmly, placed the sharp end of the bamboo skewer against the underside of his fingernail, and slowly pierced it inward.

The moment the bamboo skewer pierced through, the excruciating pain caused the veins on Chen Jianfei's neck to bulge. He bit down hard on the cloth ball in his mouth, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his body thrashed violently uncontrollably.

As Jia Dongming watched him try to break free of control, a hint of interest flashed across his face. He didn't press him for answers, but instead gently twirled the bamboo stick in his hand as if admiring a novel object.

As the bamboo skewer turned, an indescribable pain spread through Chen Jianfei's body, causing him to struggle more violently and tremble uncontrollably from the pain.

Seeing this, Jia Dongming picked up another bamboo skewer, waved it in front of Chen Jianfei, and said with a smile, "Chen Jianfei! This is just an appetizer."

Once all ten of your fingers are covered with bamboo skewers, I will use a knife to peel off your fingernails one by one.

Let's see how long you can hold out.

After saying that, he gripped Chen Jianfei's other finger tightly and forcefully pierced the bamboo skewer along the lower edge of the fingernail.

The excruciating pain contorted Chen Jianfei's face, caused his body to convulse repeatedly, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Jia Dongming, his gaze sharp as knives, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Seeing that two bamboo skewers had been inserted and Chen Jianfei still hadn't uttered a single word, Jia Dongming couldn't help but admire his patience. He slowly said, "Chen Jianfei! I was skeptical when you claimed to have received anti-interrogation training, but now I believe you."

"Your methods of discipline do have some merit."

However, I'm actually quite happy about this—it's a good opportunity to test the methods recorded in ancient books and see if they are truly as effective as described.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed down on one of Chen Jianfei's fingers again, inserted the bamboo skewer between his fingers, and then slowly stirred it.

The excruciating pain from the three fingers made Chen Jianfei wish he could bite his tongue and commit suicide to end this suffering.

However, the gag tightly stuffed in his mouth deprived him of even this last release, and he could only try his best to twist his body and break free from the restraint of the two policemen.

Seeing Chen Jianfei struggling more and more fiercely, Jia Dongming knew that he was nearing his limit. So he took out two more bamboo sticks, waved them lightly in front of his eyes, and smiled at the two policemen, saying, "Gentlemen, next I am going to pierce his ring finger and little finger at the same time."