Looking at Shinya Takeshita's actions, Ning Zhiheng didn't alarm him, just observed from a distance, but after a long time, it seemed that he was just lying there to rest and didn't make any moves, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

After observing for a while, Takeshita Shinya still didn't have any movement, Ning Zhiheng didn't want to spend any longer, he walked over quickly, and soon aroused He Siming's vigilance.

Fortunately, Ning Zhiheng's student uniform made He Siming relax a little, and when he saw Ning Zhiheng approaching, he couldn't help asking, "This classmate, what are you doing here?" ”

Ning Zhiheng looked at him with a smile and said lightly, "What are you doing here?" There's nothing but trees here, come here to sleep? ”

Ning Zhiheng's words surprised He Siming, this person has been staring at him for a while, otherwise how could he know that he was resting here.

He looked at Ning Zhiheng coldly, he didn't know the intention of the person in front of him, but it was definitely not a good thing, he directly put his hand on his waist, he didn't know whether he was or herself, so he directly restrained the other party.

Ning Zhiheng didn't ramble anymore, his way of dealing with it has always been straightforward, without so much fancy nonsense, just as He Siming moved, he stepped out in one step, and jumped in front of He Siming at a very fast speed, and at the same time hit out with his left fist, hitting He Siming's right rib firmly.

"Whew!" He Siming let out a miserable scream in pain, only to feel that half of his body was numb with pain, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, and the strong blow made his whole body curl up together.

Vulnerable, Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but shake his head, this person has no combat training, he has no protective action in the face of blows, and his reaction actions are also slow, how can this person be an agent? It can't be a real mistake, right?

Ning Zhiheng was surprised in his heart, but he still reached out and searched on He Siming's body, which was a necessary procedure after the arrest, in order to prevent the opponent from having the means to resist, and soon found a pistol on He Siming's waist, which was the southern pistol commonly used by Japanese agents.

"Southern pistols? Japanese? Ning Zhiheng squatted down and looked at He Siming coldly.

He Siming's face was already painful, but when he heard Ning Zhiheng's question, he suddenly turned pale again, and he looked at Ning Zhiheng in horror.

Ning Zhiheng took out his officer ID card from his jacket pocket, unfolded it and showed it in front of He Siming's eyes.

"Let me introduce, Ning Zhiheng, the head of the operation team of the Investigation Department of the China ** Incident, was ordered to eliminate the members of the Japanese plainclothes team, do you have anything to say?" Ning Zhiheng's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as knives.

He Siming trembled, looked at Ning Zhiheng with wide eyes, but was frightened by Ning Zhiheng's cruel eyes and dodged to the side, but his mouth was stumbling, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Ning Zhiheng put the southern pistol on He Siming's head, and said coldly: "I don't want to listen to nonsense, you tell me now, what other footholds does your plainclothes team have in addition to the compound where you live, don't try to tell lies, the entire Guanyang Town is surrounded by us, without you, I can find out about them, the difference is just a little troublesome, you think about it carefully and then answer me." ”

After finishing speaking, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pushed forward, pressing He Siming's head to the ground.

He Siming's body pain was slowly relieved at this time, but his body was still soft and unable to move, and Ning Zhiheng's blow was too strong, so that a person like him who had not been trained in fighting could not bear it at all.

He gasped, his voice trembling and whispered, "I'm just saying it, you, you're going to kill me too, right?" ”

Ning Zhiheng's eyes eased slightly, and he said: "To tell the truth, if you are Japanese, you just say it, I will kill you as well, but you are Taiwanese, for the sake of being Chinese, I can still give you a life." ”

"How do you know?" He Siming suddenly looked like he had been electrocuted, his eyes were open, and he looked at Ning Zhiheng in a daze, he was Taiwanese, in the plainclothes team, only the teacher Akita Akihito knew, even the other agents did not know.

Ning Zhiheng said lightly: "Isn't it strange? Actually, we know more, so you'd better tell the truth, otherwise, Takeshita-kun, with a movement of my fingers, your precious life will disappear into this world, how about it? ”

The other party knows the compound where he is hiding, and even his identity and Japanese name are clear, which is incredible, it seems that he has been paying attention to himself for a long time, but it is ridiculous that he still knows nothing about it, and he has not been aware of it.

He Siming couldn't help but smile bitterly, his nobody was even worth thinking about, but today the gun was on the door of his head, and he couldn't prevaricate no matter what.

When he knew that he couldn't hide it at all, he felt a lot more relaxed at this time, and said: "Okay, since you know everything, I'll say it all, in fact, I also hate these Japanese very much, but I can't help myself, after all, my relatives are still in Taiwan, and I don't dare to resist them." ”

He agreed so neatly, which made Ning Zhiheng a little surprised, although he knew that this Taiwanese was not loyal to the Japanese, but it was really unexpected for him to go so smoothly, and it also saved a lot of effort and feet.

However, he is not afraid that this Taiwanese will deceive him, anyway, the foothold of the plainclothes team has been mastered by himself so far, and it is a matter of time before he is caught, and if this Taiwanese wants to deceive him, the consequences will be very serious.

Ning Zhiheng raised the muzzle of the gun and motioned He Siming to turn over and sit up, He Siming slowly moved for a while, and then he felt relieved.

"You're hitting too hard!" He Siming covered his right rib with his hand, frowning and enduring the pain.

Ning Zhiheng looked at He Siming a little speechless, this guy still thinks he is heavy, we are now in a hostile relationship, okay!

Ning Zhiheng took two steps back, looked at He Siming and said: "You don't seem to have been trained in fighting, and you don't react at all when you move, I have arrested so many Japanese agents, and there is no one like you, the quality of Japanese agents is so poor now?" ”

He Siming replied helplessly: "What kind of Japanese agent am I?" It's just that not long ago, I was forcibly recruited to join the special high class. ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't need Ning Zhiheng to ask questions, so he told Ning Zhiheng about his situation.

Ning Zhiheng listened to He Siming's narration, recalling the scene when he first met He Siming, and the situation he described was indeed correct, on the eve of the outbreak of the war, He Siming was in the Japanese occupation zone of Shanghai, and he was warned in advance by Uehara Junpei, so he got out and left, but this He Siming was difficult to escape this catastrophe.

Ning Zhiheng asked again: "I believe your words, so to speak, your teacher Akita Shosheng is the captain of your investigators, and he introduced you to the special high class?" ”

He Siming nodded and said truthfully: "Yes, at that time, the Japanese special high school urgently needed a group of people who were proficient in Chinese, and the teacher thought of me, I couldn't refuse, and if I didn't join, I would probably die on the battlefield, and the teacher was also helping me!" ”

He was very respectful of his teacher Akira Akita in his tone, and it was obvious that the two of them still had a good teacher-student relationship.

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly, but his eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, as long as he dared to do things for the Japanese, he would never let go of this He Siming.

"How many people are in your Tanigawa brigade and who is the leader?"

"There are about one hundred and sixty people, led by Tanigawa and Shin Osa."

"Where are they hiding now?" Ning Zhiheng mentioned the most important question, which was what he was eager to know.

But He Siming spread his hands: "I really don't know this!" ”

However, seeing that Ning Zhiheng's face immediately turned cold, he immediately waved his hand again and again, and then said: "Our investigators are hiding in Guanyang Town, and because there are too many operators, they dare not be placed in the township, and it is easy to be noticed when they get together, so they went into the remote countryside to hide or hide in the suburbs, I really don't know the specific location."

But my teacher must know, and the intelligence agent Iwai Nosuke may also know, I'm just messing around, and I've never inquired, as you saw just now, I came out to find a place to hide, and I went back until it was almost dark, anyway, they were used to it. ”

"Messing around?" Ning Zhiheng said lightly, "If you don't want to serve them, you can go directly to the Chinese garrison to expose them, you don't need to look aggrieved!" ”

He Siming's eyes froze, and he said helplessly for a long time: "Tell them, then what should I do?" What about my parents in Taiwan? ”

Ning Zhiheng smiled coldly, he didn't bother to argue with He Siming, besides, what He Siming said was not wrong, for the safety of his relatives, he did have a reason not to denounce the Japanese, so he could only mess around.

But Ning Zhiheng couldn't manage it so much, he didn't have the time to share the worries of others, he then asked: "Do you know how many plainclothes teams the Japanese have lurked in Pudong?" Where are they? ”

He Siming knew that Ning Zhiheng was a little impatient, so he hurriedly told everything he knew: "There are four of them, each of them has its own range of activities, the Guchuan Brigade is the command center, mainly in the area of Yangjing District, to reconnoiter the garrison headquarters and artillery positions, and the Xiaolin detachment is active near the supply line of the squadron, responsible for striking the convoy of transportation.

There is also the Gangtian detachment operating in the Wusongkou area, and the Noguchi detachment in the Gaoqiao area, but I really don't know the specific location. ”

Ning Zhiheng believed this, with He Siming's identity as an ordinary investigator, it was impossible for him to know the specific locations of other detachments.

The Xiaolin detachment he mentioned seems to be the plainclothes team that was wiped out by himself, so it seems that there is no plainclothes team active on the supply line to the rear base, and the safety of his own transportation materials can be guaranteed, but is what He Siming said true? This needs to be confirmed later, and you still can't take it lightly.