Li Xiaofeng didn't know that Trotsky was ready to attack Victoria. At this time, he was trying his best to interrogate the arrested Jenkins.

Jenkins, who had previously been confident, was a little confused by the sudden failure. He could not believe that in his opinion, the foolproof sneak attack would actually be lost. When they rushed into Building 2 of Rubyanka Square, what awaited them was not the panicked Bolsheviks, but the rain of bullets waiting for them.

Just one meeting, his man was knocked down halfway, and the crazy PK heavy machine gun fired the toy-like MP18 in their hands so hard that they couldn't raise their heads. Seeing that things were impossible, when he made a quick decision to whip, he found that their retreat had been completely cut off. The live ammunition of TK blocked the streets outside, and any guy who tried to resist and escape was beaten into honeycomb coal.

Jenkins had only one thought in his mind: the Bolsheviks were all madmen, and they were equipped with ten heavy machine guns. Damn, here is really the back, not the front line of barbed wire trenches and landmines.

Jenkins had no doubt that if he continued to resist, the other party would probably bring out real cannons to attack him. Although he was a brave British gentleman, this did not mean that he would fight a battle that was destined to be impossible to win. After a brief firefight, he fired a white flag and announced his surrender.

In Jenkins's opinion, he had done everything a real warrior should do, and even his enemies should maintain proper respect for him. But soon, Jenkins knew that he was outrageously wrong. He did not gain the dignity he wanted. Instead, he was slapped hard.

"I strongly protest your actions, you are abused by my subordinates. This is extremely inhumane, I..."

Li Xiaofeng gave him another mouth without hesitation, making the self-righteous British man's mouth swollen even higher. "Name, nationality, who do you serve, and what other accomplices in your party, answer my question immediately, otherwise you don't mind continuing to abuse you!"

"I have answered, my name is Nixon. I am Swedish, I only serve myself..."

Jenkins was slapped again, and Li Xiaofeng sneered: "My patience is limited. If you want to play such a boring game, then you may be played miserably!"

"You bastard," Jenkins also became angry, trying to break free from the palm of the Troco guard behind him. He roared, "If you don't believe it, then go see my passport, that's OK..."

Li Xiaofeng snorted with contempt, "Fake it, you dare to show this fake thing at a glance!"

Jenkins was really angry. To be honest, his passport is not fake. This is a real passport obtained by MI6 at a huge cost. If he goes to the Swedish Foreign Ministry to investigate, he will be Nixon.

"Why do you say it's fake?" Jenkins was surprisingly angry. But in a certain immortal, he didn't care about the feelings of such a small character. He just wanted to get the information he wanted, and as for what means he could use, he could be completely unscrupulous.

"I said it was fake, it was fake." Li Xiaofeng said contemptuously, "Now, I will ask you one last time, who are you, who are you serving, and who are your accomplices. Answer my question immediately!"

Jenkins squirted and spitted, "Go to die!"

Li Xiaofeng took out his handkerchief and wiped his face, sneered: "It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

Before Jenkins could react, he punched the guy hard in the eye socket. At that moment, Jenkins seemed to be hit head-on by a bull running at a speed of 70 mph. He fainted when his eyes were dark.

Mark Wei grinned: "Andre, do you want to beat him to death?"

Li Xiaofeng snorted: "Don't worry, I'm a good move, he can't die. Have the other guys pried their mouths open?"

Mark Wei shook his head: "My mouth is very tight, ordinary methods may not work!"

Li Xiaofeng looked down at his watch. It was an hour since the incident. If he could not pry open the prisoner's mouth immediately, his accomplices would receive the news and immediately transfer it.

"Time is tight, and the punishment is carried out. No matter what method is used, you must pry open their mouths!" Li Xiaofeng ordered viciously.

With the issuance of this order, Jenkins and his captured subordinates immediately enjoyed the scenery of hell. No one would sympathize with them, and no one would pity them. They showed unforgettable hatred for these counter-revolutionaries, whether they were the guards of Tko or the newly recruited staff of Cheka.

No matter whether they beg for mercy, struggle, or abuse, or various corporal punishments make them dying. Not everyone has the same sense of honor as a gentleman like Jenkins, and not everyone is not afraid of pain. There are cowards in any country, and there are cowards in any country.

"The prisoner has told me!" Mark Wei reported excitedly, "They are spies from the British MI6. There are two in total, one is Jenkins, and the other is a bearded man named James!"

Li Xiaofeng immediately asked, "Where is that big beard?"

"The prisoner said he didn't know."

"Hmph!" Li Xiaofeng immediately stood up, "I'm still not honest. So have they explained the hiding den?"

Markvey shook his head: "No, either, these guys are unwilling to answer this question."

Li Xiaofeng was not surprised at all. The East and the West had completely different attitudes towards the issue of being captured. In the East, it is best to fight to the death and die to the country. Even if you lose your resistance and lose your ability to resist, it is a shame. Moreover, after being captured, it is best to fight with the enemy to the end without saying a word. If you answer the enemy's question, then no matter how brave or unyielding you were before, you are a traitor.

To be honest, it is hard to say which of these two attitudes is right. Traditional Eastern thinking undoubtedly has very high requirements for moral integrity and the test of human nature is even more cruel. If you can withstand such a test, such a person is undoubtedly great, a role model, and is worthy of admiration!

But to be honest, this is difficult, and even cruel. Most people (according to the standards of ordinary people) or ordinary citizens do not have such qualities - we may be lazy and hate labor, love to take advantage of small gains, fear of pain, fear of threats and intimidation. For mortals like us, the above standards are undoubtedly very high and almost impossible to complete.

However, the problem is realistic. On the battlefield, in intelligence and secret work, no one can guarantee that he will not miss the front and will not be captured. For ordinary mortals, what should he do after being captured?

This question is very serious and practical. If everything is revealed directly, then for his comrades and comrades, this is undoubtedly betrayal. Whether in the East or in the West, this is unacceptable. If someone does this, then he will be a traitor no matter where he is.

Since we cannot tell the story directly, not everyone can stand it to the end. So what should be the correct way?

According to the experience of the French underground resistance organization in World War II, if you are unfortunately captured, then the first 48 hours, especially the first 24 hours, is very critical. If you cannot resist to the end, then please persist for at least 24 hours to win time for your comrades and friends to escape.

Of course, persisting for 24 hours is not to let you resist, it is also a skill. When facing the enemy's torture and you really can't hold on, pick up unimportant and secondary intelligence, and try to get some rest time for yourself, so as not to make the enemy think you are a tough guy and take care of you in a key way. After persisting for 24 hours, or 48 hours, slowly explain some relatively important information.

Of course, this also has a prerequisite, the premise is that the enemy is still chasing you, still torture you, or directly threatening to kill you. In order to save your life, you can only explain it if you have to, and you must explain it slowly like squeezing toothpaste (to put it bluntly, you still have to buy time).

If you cannot resist to the end, according to the standards of the French Resistance Organization, it is acceptable to do the latter, at least it is better than a traitor who will collapse at the same time.

Now, Li Xiaofeng seemed to see this sign from these assassins. He guessed that these assassins should have received similar training or education and were ready to play a game of squeezing toothpaste with him.

To be honest, Li Xiaofeng doesn't like playing this kind of game at all, because even if he finally knows everything, the timeliness of intelligence will be far inferior, and it will be difficult for him to capture all these enemies in one place.

"Okay, you all go out!" Li Xiaofeng waved to Mark Wei and the guards. He was no longer patient and pointed at Jenkins and said, "I will interrogate this miscellaneous person alone!"

"Uh..." Mark Wei instinctively felt that this was not a good idea. Interrogation alone made people feel conspired. Since all corporal punishment has been carried out, what's the point of letting us avoid it? There is no need to hide it at all!

Moreover, in his opinion, separate interrogation will only make others feel that Li Xiaofeng is involved with the assassin and will make people associate it with conspiracy theories. Such associations should not be a good thing for someone's future, and smart people should avoid it!

Li Xiaofeng had no way to explain at all. He couldn't say that I wanted to use spells to directly penetrate Jenkins' psychological defense line and let him cooperate obediently to say everything, right?

"Didn't you hear my order?" Li Xiaofeng's tone increased and shouted in a low voice without any doubt.

Although Markway was not particularly willing, he could only leave with awe. When the door of the interrogation room closed, Jenkins was still indifferent. He thought he was extremely loyal to the country. No matter what the other party was going to do, whether it was soft or hard, he would control his mouth and not reveal a word.

"Boy, don't think I don't know what you want to do?" Jenkins laughed, "This trick is useless to me!"

"Is that true?" Li Xiaofeng did not agree. To him, Jenkins's "bold words" were more like a joke. In the face of immortal magic, any mortal can only surrender.

A shrill scream came from the interrogation room, which made Mark Wei, outside the door, shudder. Just now, when they tortured Jenkins, this guy screamed, but he had never been screamed like this heart-wrenching scream, like a soul-tortured scream.

At this moment, Mark Wei really wanted to push open a crack in the door and see what was going on in the interrogation room. He wanted to know what his best friend had done to Jenkins. However, the moment he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, another even more shrill scream came out of the door. Poor Jenkins made a sound.

The scream was so high and long that even when he was standing outside the door, Mark Wei couldn't help but shivered. The hand he had just raised was immediately withdrawn. He was so shocked just by hearing it. He really witnessed it with his own eyes, and he was not scared to pee.

Mark Wei didn't want to have nightmares every day in the rest of his life, but he still guessed in his heart what kind of punishment Li Xiaofeng used to make Jenkins, who is strong-willed, feel in pain.

After two screams, there was no movement in the interrogation room, as if the girl who had finished her orgasm, laying softly like a pool of mud. Mark Wei also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. He was really afraid that the screams inside the door would be louder and more intense, and even he would not be able to withstand that. He could only choose to stay away from this terrifying interrogation room.

But Mark Wei also knew that he could not leave easily. No matter how he used corporal punishment, it was not in line with the mainstream Bolshevik values. Some defenders and hypocrites always had to complain about this, not to mention that the corporal punishment used by someone was so cruel. If they were told, they would probably have a big fuss.

Having him here to keep the door and let the air out of the air can eliminate many problems. At least he can drive away those curious babies who are aroused by screams.

"What do you think of? Hurry up and do your own work. This is the enemy struggling to death!"

"What a dying struggle?"

While talking, Fulongzhi and Georgi came together, "Where is Comrade Andre?" Georgi asked.

Markvey had a very good impression of Georgi. He replied angrily: "Comrade Andre is raiding and interrogating the enemy, and he has no time to receive you for the time being!"

While speaking, he showed a sorry expression to Fu Longzhi. After all, he still had to maintain the necessary respect for him.

"Has the interrogation been found?" Fu Longzhi was not interested in the distraction between Cheka and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and directly explained his purpose.

"With certain results, it can be confirmed that the assassin is a spy from MI6, the British!"

"What!" Fu Longzhi was shocked and asked hurriedly: "It's really confirmed!"

"Through effective raid interrogation, we pried open the assassin's psychological defense line, and they gave initial explanations of their identity and whom to serve!"

At this moment, a scream more violently than the previous two times came from the interrogation room behind Markway, and the trembling sound made the dust on the ceiling fall.

Inevitably, Mark Wei was a little embarrassed, so he said something effective at raiding, and then screamed. The idiot also knew how the so-called raiding interrogation was carried out.

Fu Longzhi naturally saw the embarrassment of Mark Wei, but he didn't say anything. He knew very well how deep the water was now. To be honest, the whole party and the whole country were paying attention to the assassin case. It was difficult to make a breakthrough. In order to find out the truth, let alone corporal punishment, he thought it was reasonable to dismember the assassins. If he was in the position of a certain immortal, he would probably do this.

However, Georgi wrinkled his head, as if he had some objections. He asked: "Can we also participate in the interrogation? The Ministry of Internal Affairs also attaches great importance to this case. We need to ensure that the assassin is alive!"

This sentence means accusation, and Mark Wei became even more unhappy and stubbornly turned back: "This case is under the responsibility of Chika. Our interrogation process is not welcome to watch!"

"Comrade Markway, I will emphasize again that I came on behalf of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Comrade Felix needs to be aware of the latest situation!"

"Comrade Georgi, I will emphasize it again," Markvey returned the words intact. "Cheka is responsible for this case. We are only responsible for the Politburo and the Central Committee, and you don't need to point fingers!"

Seeing the smell of gunpowder coming, Fu Longzhi could only smooth things over: "Both comrades, calm down, we are all for work, please give each other more respect. Comrade Markwei, the comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs are also kind-hearted, not to interfere in your case; Comrade Georgi, please be calm, after all, this is the case of Cheka, and they are responsible for it. When the interrogation is over, you can follow up!"

Fu Longzhi's opinion must be respected, so they immediately shut up and just stood quietly at the door, waiting for a fairy inside to finish the torture.

With a creaking sound, the closed door of the interrogation room finally opened. Li Xiaofeng walked out easily. Suddenly, whether it was Mark Wei, Georgi and Fu Longzhi, they immediately surrounded him.

"Comrade Andre, is there any result?"

"Comrade Andre, I want to meet this assassin immediately!"

Facing the questions of Fu Longzhi and Georgi, Li Xiaofeng replied slowly: "With breakthrough progress, Comrade Mikhail, I need the cooperation of the workers' picket team and immediately go to the New Savior Monastery to launch a arrest operation, and the assassin's accomplices are hidden there. As for you, Comrade Georgi, you can of course go to meet the assassin, but he is not in good condition at this time, and I am afraid he cannot answer your question..."

Georgi, Fulongzhi and Markvey immediately looked at the interrogation room behind a certain immortal. In the room, poor Jenkins was soaked all over, as if he had been fished out of the water. Of course, this was nothing, and the mental problem was even greater. The guy collapsed on the chair with his back and forked pupils, his eyes were enlarged, and white bubbles kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth...
Chapter completed!