In the evening, newspaper reporter Lu Mingyi was writing tomorrow's article in his home, and at this time, there was a knock on the door, so he had to put down the pen in his hand, came to the door and opened the door.

Outside stood a polite young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"May I ask if it's Lu Mingyi, Mr. Lu?" The young man asked in a low voice with a smile.

Lu Mingyi nodded and agreed, "It's me!" Who are you? ”

The young man said with a smile: "The contemptible surname is Fu, Fu Liang, I came here to visit, I don't know if it's inconvenient?" ”

Lu Mingyi looked at Fu Liang with a sven look, and did not mention the slightest vigilance, he turned away with a smile and made a gesture of please.

"Please!"

"Thank you!"

Fu Liang nodded and walked into the room, Lu Mingyi closed the door, invited Fu Liang into the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

Lu Mingyi sat opposite Fu Liang and asked softly, "I don't know if Mr. Fu came to me, what advice does he have?" ”

Fu Liang gently lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "This time I came to visit, I really want to ask Mr. for something." ”

"Please?" Lu Mingyi's heart moved, what can these reporters do to help others? Naturally, it's a matter of writing, and it seems that there is something to do.

Lu Mingyi thought of this, and rejoiced in his heart, this is a good opportunity to make floating money, but it is necessary to negotiate the price.

"Mr. Fu, just say anything, as long as I can help, I won't shirk!"

Lu Mingyi turned around and poured Fu Liang a cup of tea and put it in front of Fu Liang.

Fu Liang thanked him and said again: "Then I'll get straight to the point, I want to ask Mr. Lu to write a few articles for me in the newspaper, I will decide the content, 100 yuan per article, I don't know what you think?" ”

Lu Mingyi was sure that he really asked himself to be a gunman, and the remuneration for being a gunman was of course far greater than the manuscript fee earned for writing the manuscript, which was the favorite thing for these reporters.

Moreover, the price given by Fu Liang was far greater than the industry rules, which was enough to satisfy Lu Mingyi.

Lu Mingyi nodded again and again, and happily agreed: "No problem, Mr. Fu is really a knowledgeable person, you have found me here, you have found the right person, Lu does not dare to boast, he has devoted himself to the newspaper industry for more than ten years, and the work on the pen is not a problem, as long as I can afford to pay the price, I can write white for him in black, and I can write red for him in white, absolutely as you like, and you are satisfied." ”

Fu Liang nodded and said: "Mr. Lu's pen is full of flowers, I naturally understand it, otherwise I wouldn't have found the house, that's the case, I want to find you to write a few articles, mainly to expose that more than a year ago, Shanghai's cotton tycoon Fu Yaozu was killed at home." ”

When Lu Mingyi heard this, his face suddenly changed, he stared at Fu Liang tightly, suddenly stood up, pointed at Fu Liang and asked, "Who are you?" Who are you Fu Yaozu? Fu Yaozu died of illness at home, how could he have been killed by someone, it's just nonsense! ”

Fu Liang laughed at this time, looked at Lu Mingyi's frightened expression, and said jokingly: "Mr. Lu is very nervous, what's the matter?" It seems like you're not quite willing to earn this money! ”

Lu Mingyi had already reacted at this time, the other party was not good, he retreated and leaned towards the desk.

At this time, Fu Liang on the opposite side took out a pistol, aimed the muzzle at Lu Mingyi, and said coldly: "Mr. Lu, if you know each other, let's go with me, otherwise the bullet has no eyes, and it will not be good to hurt your life!" ”

After a short while, the neatly dressed Lu Mingyi honestly walked out of the house, and Fu Liang followed, came to the street and pushed him into a car, and then sped away.

And this same scene was played out in different places, and that night, the four reporters on Iwai's list were all caught by Japanese agents in various ways and taken to one of their remote safe houses.

Iwai Nosuke prepared various torture instruments here and interrogated these four people separately, these four people are just ordinary weak scholars, of course, it is difficult to withstand this set of torture.

Soon he was tortured to death by these agents, and with little effort, he told all the things Iwai Nosuke wanted to know.

But Iwai did not easily believe their words, he was also a suspicious and cautious person, and he opened his mouth and ordered: "Then use the torture, repeat the question just asked, and I want to make sure that they are not lying." ”

"Yes!"

The agents began a new round of torture, interrogating them until late at night until the confessions were fully verified.

Iwai Nosuke finally came to the side of Wu Ziang, who had been tortured and had a blurred flesh and blood, and asked in a cold voice: "Mr. Wu, you disappointed me very much, it's useless to lie, you see, everyone pointed out that you were the first to contact the people behind the scenes, and paid them to be the gunman, that is to say, you are the only one who has seen the person behind the scenes, now you tell me, who is this person behind the scenes?" ”

Wu Ziang struggled with blood-red eyes, and begged bitterly: "You spare me, don't fight anymore, I really don't know that person, he just found me, took out a sum of money, and asked me to bribe the reporters in the newspaper industry to be gunmen, and broke the news that Fu Yaozu betrayed the country and joined the enemy, which of us in this industry has not done these things!" You want to avenge Fu Yaozu, but it has nothing to do with me, I just take money to do things! ”

Wu Ziang's pleading voice did not arouse any pity in Iwai Nosuke, he knew that Wu Ziang was the only clue, and he had to make sure to squeeze everything he could know.

Iwai Nosuke waved his hand, and his agents dragged the other three people who were dying in front of Wu Ziang.

Iwai Nosuke grabbed Lu Mingyi's hair, didn't say much, and stabbed Lu Mingyi in the chest.

"Ahh Lu Mingyi let out a terrible scream, and this sudden scene immediately scared the other three people stupid.

Soon Lu Mingyi convulsed painfully on the ground, and his voice became more and more hoarse, until there was no sound.

Shi An and Liu Deben were even more frightened, although they were tortured, they still had a trace of luck in their hearts, hoping that the other party would have scruples and not harm their lives, but they didn't expect that the matter would be so serious, the other party really poisoned Lu Mingyi's life.

"Ziang, just say what you have, do you really watch us die?"

"The surname Wu is all done by you, you killed us, let them go to that bastard to take revenge, we can all survive!"

Wu Ziang was also terrified, his body trembled like chaff, he sighed helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't kill you!" I say, I say! ”