Struggle in Russia

Helenson was surprisingly angry. He had clearly confessed, and confessed more than once, but why did these bastards just not believe him and continue to torture him even if they disagreed. Are these bastards devils?

After another whipping, Helenson felt that not only the skin all over his body was about to crack, but also his muscles felt as if they had been scalded by boiling water.

"Your Excellency," Vishniak said slowly, "I suggest you think carefully before making a decision, otherwise I don't think you can resist the sunrise tomorrow."

As he spoke, he sneered at Helenson, gesturing for him to look at the military police who were busy lighting the fire, which frightened Helenson again. Yes, after experiencing the power of the nine-headed whip, he knew very well how terrible these punishments were. The red-hot iron pressed against the skin was scary just thinking about it.

He swallowed hard and spit, then looked at Vishnyak again, and after pondering for a long time, he asked weakly: "Your Excellency, I really confessed everything, I swear..."

Before he finished speaking, Vishniak pouted directly at the military policeman next to him. The latter immediately took out a red-hot iron from the charcoal basin, while the other military policeman tore Helenson's shirt in perfect agreement. .

"Last chance." Vishniak said solemnly.

Helenson looked at him and then at the soldering iron, then opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped.

Vishniak would not give him more time to think. He ordered without hesitation: "Do it!"

The red-hot iron was getting closer and closer to Helenson. Even if it didn't touch his skin, he could feel the burning heat. When it was about to fall, Helenson finally collapsed and he screamed: "I Say! I say! I will tell you everything! Take it away! Take it away!"

This so-called aristocrat who was once arrogant and arrogant collapsed, and he burst into tears. He looked more effeminate than a little girl.

Vishniak did not ask the gendarme to take away the iron immediately, but continued to hold the iron across Helenson's chest. He believed that only sufficient pressure would make the guy honest. If he took it away too early, the guy might have to do it again. It's a trick.

Sure enough, after Helenson discovered that the soldering iron was not far away from him, he felt even more frightened. He was trembling all over, looked at Vishnyak tremblingly and said: "Sir, can you take it away, I am willing to answer!"

He was afraid that Vishniak wouldn't believe it, so he especially added: "Really! I swear!"

Vishniak was unmoved at all and replied indifferently: "No, I think it is more appropriate to put it here. This can always remind you that it is best to be honest. Moreover, if I think you are not honest, I will I can punish you directly, right?"

Helenson swallowed again. Now he had determined that Vishnyak was the devil. Otherwise, how could he be so cruel?

After looking at the still red soldering iron and the still burning charcoal basin, he decided to be honest and explain the task that was about to be assigned to Julianne in full.

Vishniak was shocked. He really didn't expect the Austrians to be so shameless. In order to destroy the relationship between Prussia and the Grand Duchy of Baden, they even resorted to such dirty tricks.

Then he took another breath. Fortunately, they acted fast enough. If it had been a few days later, the Austrians might have succeeded!

"only these?"

Vishniak was a little angry and complained that his poor work had almost delayed the big event. Naturally, he was even more disgusted with Helenson, and he must have become more and more rude.

Poor Helenson didn't realize this yet, and just replied hurriedly: "I swear, this is really all there is!"

Vishniak glanced at him with disgust, snorted, and said: "It's more than that? Tell me who your superior is, how to contact him, and how many spies you have in Wallachia. Don't tell me you have no idea!"

Helenson was stunned. He had thought that the other party would ask these questions, but he didn't expect to ask them so late. Who asked Vishniak to insist on telling him the information related to Julianne as soon as he came up? He thought he was only interested in This person is interested, or someone has already figured out his superiors and subordinates. But now it seems that there is obviously no, but that would be strange!

Helenson didn't understand how he was exposed. Julianne was unlikely to betray him. After all, they were grasshoppers on a rope. Selling him to the Russians would do no good to Julia, and if Julianne betrayed him, Russia One didn't even need to interrogate him to know what they were planning to do to Friedrich I.

Obviously the Russians didn't know about it before, or they just received some rumors, so they arrested him to confirm it.

Since Julianne didn't betray him, the Russians were asking about his upper and lower lines. This doesn't seem right. It couldn't be that the Russians figured out that he was a spy through divination, right?

Helenson was confused and couldn't figure out where he had fallen into. What was even more unfortunate was that Vishnyak still hated him and had no patience to see that he seemed to be dishonest again. He immediately ordered: "It seems like Your Excellency, you don’t want to shed tears until you see the coffin, okay, let’s do it! Let Your Excellency enjoy the barbecue!”

Before Helenson could react, the hot iron was pressed against his chest. He only heard a sizzling sound, and he couldn't help but let out a scream - ah! ! !

Poor Helenson is actually quite lucky, because this soldering iron is really not very hot. After all, it has been left to dry for so long and the temperature is not that high. If it had been replaced by a red soldering iron that had just been taken out of the charcoal basin, he would probably have burned it directly. Fainted.

However, this temperature was far beyond what he could bear. The delicate nobleman rolled his eyes and fainted. Vishnyak could only order the military police to continue pouring salt water on the guy.

This was like killing half of Helenson's life. After he woke up, he couldn't help gasping and humming. Before Vishnyak could ask questions, he quickly poured the beans out of the bamboo tube and explained everything.

Looking at the list Helenson handed over, Vishniak fell into deep thought. This list was a bit shocking to him. He knew several names on it. When he thought that these people were secretly instigated by the Austrians, he I feel both incredible and secretly anxious.

In the past, he thought that Li Xiao's efforts to establish a specialized intelligence agency were a bit fussy, but now it seems that Li Xiao's efforts have not been able to completely eliminate espionage activities, and even many Wallachians are eating them. While eating their meals, they secretly smashed their pots.

If he really ignored this like him, God knows how bad the situation would be now. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought...