This is a gloomy basement. Except for a thick wooden door wrapped in leather, the whole room has no windows, which are as tight as cans. The sound outside cannot be heard at all. People in the room can only hear the buzzing wind coming from the vent. The lights are on day and night, making it bright and bright, making it difficult to tell the difference between day and night. This is the underground prison interrogation room of the General Administration of Political Security.

The walls and floors of the interior are covered with ceramic tiles to facilitate the cleaning of blood and excrement. The room is empty, except for the tables used by interrogators, there is only a hardwood chair reinforced with iron bars and firmly fixed to the ground. Several full-time thugs from the Security Bureau are smoking cigarettes, standing aside and watching the people on the chair.

A woman with a full body of "chi" was fixed on the chair by handcuffs and shackles. Her head was hanging to her chest, her long black hair was scattered, and her body was twitching and crying. Her body was covered with purple whip marks. Black electrodes were fixed on the "beep" and "beep", and the wire continued from her body to the hand-cranked phone on the table.

Zhou Dongtian stood in front of her, his coat had been taken off and his white shirt was rolled up high.

"You really said everything Hao Yuan said?"

"It's really... it's really..." The woman couldn't help but shook her head and cried, "I've said everything I know..."

"You are very dishonest." Zhou Dongtian said sternly, "You must know that we have caught more than you. There were other people present in that meeting except you."

"Woooooo..." Jia Le cried bitterly. From being arrested to being transferred to Linggao, she had lost the concept of time. Since she was disembarked and sent here to interrogate, she had read it almost every moment like she had read in hell. The interrogation and torture day and night made her torture almost collapse.

In fact, she couldn't figure out how long it had passed. She had fainted and woken up and tossed several times. Every time she woke up, she felt like she had crawled out of hell, thinking she had rebirth, but when she opened her eyes, she was still dark.

The clothes on her body had been stripped naked, but she had no sense of shame at all. She only felt a burning pain all over her body. Especially the "beep" and "beep" with tape attached to black strings, except for her head, face, hands and feet, there were almost scars everywhere.

These people asked two questions alternately: First, Hao Yuan’s organization: What is its structure? How many people are composed? Who are the backbone? What are the activities they usually do? What is the theory that Hao Yuan instilled in them? Second, Hao Yuan’s own situation, what do he often say? How do he behave in daily life? Has he ever talked about his life, parents, relatives and friends...

These contents were questioned over and over again, and even if she said everything she knew, it would be useless. The thugs did not seem to believe in her memory. Repeated torture forced her to keep "recalling". Any clue would be pursued relentlessly.

Zhou Dongtian himself was the one who presided over this torture. In addition to his own disciples, there were also a few yamen runners left by each yamen.

"Director, your phone number." Just as Zhou Dongtian asked, someone came to report it.

Zhou Dongtian walked out of the interrogation room, picked up the phone, looked at his watch again, it was just past seven o'clock in the morning.

The phone number was Zhao Manxiong hung up and asked if there was any new progress. Zhou Dongtian reported the latest interrogation situation.

"Very good. Take the time to force yourself to see if you can find some new content. The internal security meeting will be held at 9 o'clock this morning. The case must be discussed at the meeting. The more detailed the materials, the better."

Zhou Dongtian put down the phone, wiped off the sweat from his head, drank a large cup of herbal tea, stuffed a few snacks in his mouth and returned to the interrogation room.

"Think about it carefully, what do you remember about the meeting held by Hao Yuan?" Zhou Dongtian slowed down his tone and his eyes fell on the phone on the table again. A staff member approached the table.

"No, no, no-" Jia Le screamed, struggling to twist his body, "I said. I said, I said everything..."

The weekly "Internal Security Meeting" is held in the confidential meeting room of the Executive Committee compound as usual. This is a joint working meeting of the Senate's powerful departments, which is attended by eight departments including the Political Security Bureau, the Arbitral Tribunal Investigation and Executive Bureau, the Army, Navy, the Foreign Intelligence Bureau, the National Police, Customs, and Cheka. The main purpose is that each department exchanges information from the previous week, opinions and opinions on the current security situation, and informs the work carried out by various departments in the next week. When cooperation is needed, communication is also conducted at the meeting. When encountering "major security issues" that need to be discussed, representatives from the Executive Committee and the Senate Standing Committee will also attend the meeting.

This is the case for today's meeting, so there are also many people coming out of the conference room when the meeting is over.

Jiangshan walked out of the conference room in a crowd, and unlike other people who were whispering to each other about the content of the meeting, he walked out of the crowd without saying hello to anyone, and quickly walked out of the crowd, walking towards Wu Mu, who was about to walk out of the gate.

"Comrade Wu Mu!" he greeted in a low voice, "I want to talk to you."

Wu Mu blinked. The Foreign Intelligence Bureau and the Political Security Bureau had some intersections in their business, but they had little contact with each other, not to mention that the other party directly asked for "talk".

He immediately realized that Jiangshan wanted to talk to him about Hao Yuan’s case.

This matter has been listed as the number one case investigated by the State Administration of Political Security. At today's Internal Security Conference, the introduction and discussion of this case accounted for more than half of the meeting.

"I'm going back to the office now to do something. Why don't you go back in the same car as me?"

The distance between the headquarters of the Foreign Intelligence Bureau and the headquarters of the General Administration of Political Security is 15 minutes even if you walk, but Jiangshan believes that this trip is worth it.

Jiangshan nodded, and after leaving the yard, he whispered a few words to the guard secretary who came with him, and sent them and his carriage back first. The two of them got on the Dongfeng carriage in the morning.

The carriage was driving on the cinder road. The two of them didn't say anything for a while. Jiangshan knew very well that the man around him who was not good-looking and had a temperament like a small staff member who had worked in an office for ten years was the second-person of the Political Security Bureau and the leader of the Supreme Leader of the Political Security Bureau that most veterans could contact.

"Don't you feel that Hao Yuan and Hale have some connection?" Jiang Shan said slowly.

Wu Mu was silent for a moment and said, "What do you mean is that they have some kind of time traveler characteristics?"

"Yes." Jiangshan nodded.

"But the autopsy report tends to judge that Hao Yuan is an indigenous person in this time and space."

"Precisely because Hao Yuan is a native physiologically and his thinking is a time traveler, I said that Hale and Hao Yuan have some connection."

"You mean: Does Hao Yuan's thinking come from Hale?"

"That's true. Unless you believe that there is soul-walking in our time and space."

"Your speculation makes sense, but even this does not fully prove that Hao Yuan had a direct contact with Hale - you should know that Haer is in Manila, Hao Yuan is a Chinese."

"Hao Yuan is a Chinese, but he is not a native of Hangzhou. According to the information, he appeared in Hangzhou City after the summer of 1632. According to the information obtained by interrogating prisoners: Hale visited the coast of China many times during the Zheng Group negotiations in 1631, and then he could obtain first-hand information from the country. If he knew about Zhao Yingong at that time, then whether it was appointing Hao Yuan from Manila or Hao Yuan who developed on the spot, it would be time to go."

"But there is no direct evidence."

"Yes, there is no direct evidence yet. Hao Yuan is dead, but there are still prisoners," said Jiang Shan. "Mr. Landu wrote a collection of Hale's remarks. If we can collect enough of Hao Yuan's remarks, we can compare the two to where Hao Yuan's modern thinking comes from and whether there is a teacher-education relationship between them."

Including Xihua, Jia Le and several other arrested Hangzhou natives have been sent to Lingao and are currently detained in a secret prison of the State Administration of Political Security for interrogation.

Wu Mu fully understood what he meant: "You want to get those interrogation records and secret reports."

"Yes"

"Are you doing this for Mr. Langdo?"

"It's for our actions in Manila. I'm very worried now: our opponent is probably an unprecedentedly tricky person." Jiang Shan said seriously, "Hao Yuan's appearance gave me a dangerous signal."

It was not a cannon, not a musket, nor a reflex furnace - from the speech about Hale and Hao Yuan revealed in the meeting report, he realized that Hale was likely to be systematically imparting his thoughts. In his opinion, these thoughts were far more dangerous than any technological innovation in Manila. For the Senate, any army, fleet, and empire in this time and space are insignificant. Even if Hale has three heads and six arms, he can create a new gun factory and build several cannons that exceed the era? It is not the same life that has been crushed. However, if that little bit of Mars is not extinguished in time, it will sooner or later turn into a fire that devours the Senate!

Therefore, he was eager to know whether Hao Yuan was his student. To what extent Hale and Hao Yuan spread these ideas.

"Okay," said Wu Mu, "Let's agree: we will hand you a copy of the Hao Yuan case file... I promise that in the future, all the materials for the trial and report on this case will be copied to the Intelligence Bureau. But the specific copying amount must be controlled by us. From the principle of reciprocity, you must also hand over the materials of Lando in Manila to us."
Chapter completed!