Chapter 221: The Heavenly Cave Can Be Replenished (2)
If what Ian brought wasn't shocking enough, the people who came in from the first carriage were much more shocking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Why did you arrest him?" Kim Il Jeong shouted, "You know ......"
"Report, this was found in Kim Jong-yong's belongings." Emily used the hook on her tail to fish a small tote bag from the soldier outside the door. Gerk casually took the bag and poured its contents onto the table.
Inside the bag were a letter, a passport, a passbook, and several photographs. Kim Jong-yong kept his head down and didn't speak, and his short and fat figure became even shorter because he lowered his head.
Everyone picked up the passport book from the table and looked at each other's passports, and each time they looked at each other, they were shocked.
What's on the passport, just look at the eyes of other people. It is true that the passport is a photo of Kim Jong-yong, and the basic information such as his birthday is also true, but the other information is completely different.
"Look up." Daxia grabbed Kim Jung-yong's hair and made him look up and look at me with a pair of frightened eyes. I slowly picked up my passport from Kim Yanbai's hand and asked Kim Jung-yong, "Can you give me an explanation?" North Korea prohibits dual citizenship, but why would you have a Swiss passport? Also, your name is Kim Jung-yong, so why is the name of the person on the passport called Park Yong-chang, a native of Jeju Island, born and raised in South Korea......"
At this moment, Kim Il Jong's face no longer has the calmness and concern he had just now, but has become the most feared one on the field.
"It's not true...... Kim Il Jung's dejected gaze fell on Kim Jung-yong, and he suddenly burst out, scolding and pounced on Kim Jung-yong, shouting while scolding, "You bastard! Do you know how much trouble you have caused to the party and the government! Do you know how many people you've hurt! β
Fortunately, Chen Tianhui was quick and grabbed Kim Il-jong. Otherwise, he would have really killed Kim Jong-yong, a rebel.
"Captain Kim Jung-yong, the correspondent -- let him look up at me." I'm down to Ginny. But Daxia was a step faster and had already shot Kim Jong-yong in the leg. She ignored Kim Jung-yong's screams and grabbed him by the hair to make him look up.
Daxia's clean movements were a big surprise. But I just lifted my eyelids slightly, and then turned to Kim Jong-yong.
Kim Jong-yong is quite calm, even if he is hit by a bullet, his expression remains unchanged, and Kim Il-jong shows the anxiety that a father should have.
I looked into Jin Yanbai's eyes and continued, "Let's continue." You have committed an unforgivable heinous crime by taking advantage of the change of power, collaborating with the enemy and treason, and colluding with other evil ** thugs to report false news. Although the Supreme People's Committee of the DPRK has the right to execute you on the spot. But I think we can give you a chance to make a meritorious contribution......"
"I don't need to." Kim Jong-yong opened his mouth and said the first thing he said as he entered.
"It doesn't matter. We know that you are not acting alone......"
"It's my own actions. You think I don't know what you Stalin's disciples and grandchildren will do! Kim Jong-yong suddenly yelled angrily, "It's my regret that I failed to overthrow your damn tyranny." But don't think about using the topic to play, the party is the same! β
"The party is the same and the party is different?" I sneered, "I know you won't say it." As the eldest son of the Chairman of the DPRK People's Internal Affairs Committee, it is normal for you to defect for the sake of profit, and it is normal for you to be conscious. It's just that I don't need you to answer ......"
"No!" Kim Jung-yong yelled as he was picked up by Emily next to him. It didn't take long for a gunshot to come from the first carriage. Kim Il-jeong collapsed in his chair in despair, and there was no sound for a long time.
"I've been waiting. Comrade Ian, show me ......" I walked up to Ian, and then I remembered that there were two people he had brought over.
"He," Ian replied faintly, glancing up at the young man, "he said his name was Tang Tengkai, and he happened to help me when I caught this escaping spy. By the way, this spy - what's it called? β
"His name is Tan Weihui," the man on the ground suddenly replied, "and this is ......."
"Well, thank you for your answer," Ian replied to the man on the ground, then looked up and continued, "I found him at the entrance of the escape passage near the ground. Everyone was retreating north, but he was the only one heading south, and he still smelled of the Leader's bunker communications room. I could hear the infrasound from the radio he was carrying, exactly the same band as the radio band where the fake order had been issued. β
"So do you have anything else to say, Lieutenant Colonel Tan Weihui?" I asked Tan Weihui who was lying on the ground. Tang Tengkai had already gotten up, and only Tan Weihui was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.
"Do you get up on your own, or will I help you?" I asked Tan Weihui a question, but the latter ignored me. When he asked again, Jin Yanbai couldn't stand it, and stretched out a white silk thread from his sleeve, grabbed Tan Weihui's waist, and let Tan Weihui stand up.
"Damn......" Tan Weihui wanted to untie the silk thread, but the viscosity of Tan Weihui's silk thread was stronger than the super glue in the 502 instant, so he could only continue to hang it half-dead. It's ridiculous," Tan Weihui asked with a smile as he put a few teeth in his mouthful of salty blood, "is this...... Is the so-called people's army preferential attitude towards prisoners? β
"Well...... Jin Yanbai touched his chin and replied, "It's okay." Although it is said that interrogation should be the job of the Fifth Bureau, now we are interrogating traitors, and you are not worthy. β
"Traitor?" Tan Weihui smiled again, "History is written by the victors. If there is no 'Beidaihe Miracle', Chairman Changzhen is a hero of the motherland, and Zhou Anlong has become a national thief, isn't he? In the event of victory in the second Moscow raid, the splendor of the free world will shine on the world, and then the real 'head of imperialism' will not be Mr. Dugan, but the Tsar, Lomanov! β
"Crooked," I said sarcastically, "your so-called 'political disagreement' attitude has risen to the level of betrayal." Not to mention the Soviet Union, which you hate, you keep saying that you are for China, but do you know how important Pyongyang is to China? Regardless of whether the Allies or Yuri occupy this place, the security layout of Manchuria will collapse! β
"This is not my homeland." Tan Weihui said with a smile, "What's more, human rights are higher than sovereignty, aren't they?" You have also seen what kind of glorious development those former Soviet and Eastern European countries ushered in in the era of the 'Russian Liberal Government'. β
"I know you're majoring in military history. It's not that I can't talk about history, it's just that I don't want to waste my tongue," I sat down on the table and said to Tan Weihui, "Okay, since you don't talk about winning or losing, let's talk about gambling and losing." The truth is that you guys lost. Don't talk to me about 'the spirit of freedom is immortal.'" Since you lose, the loser has to willingly accept the punishment of defeat, doesn't it? β
"Punishment!" Tan Weihui laughed and said, "All you can get is my corpse!" β
He looked quite reasonable. But when I shook my head slightly, my smile froze.
"Comrade Ji Yun...... Who are you? I looked at Tan Weihui's frightened face, "Do you want me to remind you?" β
"Mark ......" Tang Tengkai reacted, nervously pulled my clothes, and whispered, "Comrade Ji Yun is innocent......"
"Who are you in Jiaodong? A mother in her sixties, a wife a year older than you, a fifteen-year-old son? Oh yes, come to think of it, there's a six-year-old daughter, right? β
"How do you know......" Tan Weihui really started to get panicked. Jin Yan Baiyi used silk threads to wrap Tan Weihui's hands and feet, telling him not to act aggressively.
How do you know? What he told me with his eyes, that's how I knew.
"Do you feel like your arrest was a bit sudden? Let me tell you that the comrade who arrested you just now can reach speeds of up to 230 kilometers per hour. Do you know how far Pyongyang is from the Jiaodong Peninsula? β
Mark ...... "I can feel the fear that Tang Tengkai and Daxia are full of, and at this moment, I am probably not what they know each other."
"You don't know? It's okay, I'll tell you: 569.2 km. It sounds quite long, and there are only five 569.2 kilometers in the North Korean national anthem. To Comrade Ian, that's just 32 minutes. β
None of the man-made gods were surprised. Especially Emily, the way she licks the pen can directly make up for the way Emily licked the brains in the old woman's skull three years ago when Liu Yangtao's whole family was dismembered.
"You beast!" Tan Weihui's roar resounded throughout the train. He struggled hard, trying to break free from the threads that were wrapping around him.
The fierce struggle was certainly in vain, and I was relieved. As I approached Tan Weihui's face, a rough and powerful hand grabbed my right arm. The strength that can make me unable to move a single step is something that a normal person can't do no matter how much he trains.
The last person I expectedβIanβwas whispering in my ear at the moment.
"Comrade Commander." His serious and cold expression, coupled with his eloquent words, even moved me.
He said: "I will not carry out any of your orders to kill innocents indiscriminately. Not only that, but if you dare to kill innocents indiscriminately, I don't care who you are, who is around you, and how much other man-made gods worship you......"
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
He replied to me in the harshest tone: "You and I are less than three feet apart, and I am sure that you will die without humming." β
I looked at his clear, serious eyes, patted his hand holding my right arm, and smiled.
Then, I forcefully pulled my arm out of Ian's hand. The strength of the artificial god is really not small, and it makes my arm hurt.
I patted Tan Weihui on the shoulder, put my mouth into Tan Weihui's ear, and whispered a few words. When Tan Weihui heard this, he immediately turned his head and stretched his mouth to my ear.
I heard panic grow and erupt in the still-as-still room.
"Very well," I said softly to Tan Weihui, "the fish is about to take the bait." β