Wang Weiyi has firmly held the key to success in his own hands.

However, there is still one last thing to do, which will completely prompt the Japanese to make up their minds, and to accomplish this last task, sometimes it is necessary to pay the price of human lives.

Sacrifice is always an indispensable condition in war.

Wang Weiyi's only concern is whether this person will be able to withstand such a cruel test when the sacrifice finally comes

The motorcycle drove past the palatial St. Nicholas Cathedral, the elegant Harbin Railway Station in the distance, and on both sides of the road were more European-style buildings, but Mo Guangzhi's heart was not the slightest joy, because the buildings on this feng shui treasure land were hung with Japanese plaster flags, which made him look awkward.

When he arrived at the gate of the headquarters of the Kwantung Army Gendarmerie in Harbin, sure enough, as Yoshimura Hidezo, who lent him this motorcycle, said, this motorcycle was more useful than the documents of the National Police Agency, and the guards saw that it was a motorcycle of the gendarmerie, and their faces were not so stern, and after checking Mo Guangzhi's documents, they waved and let them go.

Mo Guangzhi didn't go to Yoshimura Hidezo first, anyway, it was still early, so he fed the motorcycle first. He rode his motorcycle to the gendarmerie logistics building and was about to refuel, when suddenly a tall officer came out of the building.

Mo Guangzhi chuckled in his heart, although he had never dealt with this person, he had seen the photo, this was the captain of the Japanese gendarmerie, Shimamoto Shoichi!

Shimamoto Shoichi also saw Mo Guangzhi and saw that this person was wearing a police agency uniform. But he drove the motorcycle of the gendarmerie, and with suspicion in his heart, he came over and asked, "Who are you?" How to drive a gendarmerie car? ”

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Mo Guangzhi stepped forward and saluted, and said: "I am Mo Guangzhi of the Police Department, and I was ordered by Deputy Captain Yoshimura to investigate the case, and the motorcycle was transferred to me by Deputy Captain Yoshimura to handle the case." ”

Mo Guangzhi thought very beautifully, just think about reporting the name of Yoshimura, where did he know that this was poking the hornet's nest!

Shoichi Shimamoto heard the name of Hidezo Yoshimura. His face suddenly turned pale, and Mo Guangzhi also saw that something was wrong, and he was crying out in his heart. I've really received a big slap in the face!

This slap came suddenly and violently, hitting Mo Guangzhi's head buzzing, and before the pain could come up, two lines of blood had already burst out of his nostrils. Follow. The second slap slapped again. After a crisp sound of "pop", Shimamoto Shoichi's curse also resounded in the air: "You dare to pretend to be the deputy captain of Yoshimura, you are really fucking impatient with that pig!" Someone, put him in custody for me! ”

As soon as the words fell, several armed gendarmes ran over when they heard the sound, Mo Guangzhi endured dizziness and just stood firm, and before he could say a word, he was hit with two more rifle butts on his stomach. Now he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a thud.

watched his subordinates drag Mo Guangzhi away like a dead dog. Shoichi Shimamoto's face showed a sinister smile. Of course, he knew that what Mo Guangzhi said was the truth, but he had been looking for an opportunity to rectify Yoshimura Hidezo, how could he let go of this opportunity?

If you can't find a reason, it's good to find an excuse!

Shimamoto muttered to himself contentedly and walked briskly towards the office building. As soon as he entered the office, he called the adjutant over: "Deputy Captain Yoshimura is here in a while, let him come to me." ”

Mo Guangzhi was beaten again. Dragged to the door of the detention room by two gendarmes, Mo Guangzhi's brain had just cleared up a little, and he was smashed by several rifle butts. Seeing Mo Guangzhi's beaten head and bleeding, the two Japanese military policemen still felt that it was not enjoyable, and after spitting a few mouthfuls of stinky sticky phlegm, they flew up and kicked Mo Guangzhi into the detention room.

With a plop, Mo Guangzhi's body slammed to the ground, until his internal organs were as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, and he lay on the hard and cold cement floor and gasped for several minutes, before Mo Guangzhi raised his arms and slowly climbed up.

In the corner of the cell was a straw mat, dotted with blood, and it seemed that countless people had already lain. Mo Guangzhi slowly climbed to the top, and as his body warmed up, his brain began to cool down. While wiping his nosebleed, he pondered: There is no doubt that he has become Shimamoto Shoichi's punching bag and carried the black pot for Yoshimura Hidezo. He knew that he would be released soon, and it was very likely that Yoshimura Hidezo would release him personally, but what should he do when the time comes?

whining? Mo Guangzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although Yoshimura Hidezo doesn't look as domineering as other Japanese, he is still a little devil in the final analysis, can he expect Yoshimura to say anything for him and avenge him?

Heng Mei cold, right? Mo Guangzhi was even more humiliated by this idea, although he was a policeman, but in the eyes of the Japanese, he was nothing more than a dog, what capital did he have to cross his eyebrows? Even if it's out of the breath for a while, but what about later? Unless he is no longer a policeman, he will have one more person to rectify himself.

The more Mo Guangzhi thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the pain in his body also tossed up wave after wave. And in the midst of this heart-rending pain, a scene suddenly popped up in his mind. It was the heroic smile of General An before his death during the Battle of Songhu.

Mo Guangzhi has never been able to figure out how a person can have such a bright smile before he dies? Now he understands - General An is dying with dignity, not being beaten like him! If a person can straighten his waist and face little Japan, what is death!

For a while, Mo Guangzhi felt that all the pain all over his body had turned into a pride, and he was almost about to rush to the door of the cell and scold with the iron fence, but as soon as his legs were pulled up and retracted, he sighed in his heart: "Lao Tzu is beaten in vain after his addiction, and he can't do it!" It's the right thing to keep your energy and figure out how to harm the little devils! ”

Thinking about it, he sat on the straw mat and racked his brains to figure it out.

There are many things that Mo Guangzhi can't think of, and so does Yoshimura Hidezo. He didn't expect that he would be reprimanded early in the morning.

"As the deputy captain of the dignified gendarmerie of the Great Japanese Empire, he actually asked a pig to help solve it, if this matter is spread out, where is the dignity of our Imperial Japanese soldiers?"

Looking at the thunderous Shimamoto Shoichi, Yoshimura Hidezo suppressed the anger in his heart and defended: "This Mo Guangzhi still has some skills, and he solved the incident of the Soviet Russian Office a few days ago. ”

Shimamoto snorted heavily, "Blind cats have a time when they encounter a dead mouse, and anyone with a little brains can figure it out." This time, I won't delve into your face, and you can just go and bring him back later. ”

Looking at Yoshimura Hidezo's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Shimamoto Shoichi knew that he was not convinced, and he slowed down his tone and said with a dark smile: "I have released the few Chinese who sell moonshine in the northern suburbs, but before you applied for release, three people died in the simulated exercise of the fourth squad. ”

Yoshimura Hidezo thought that he had misheard, looked at Shimamoto Shoichi in a daze, and said in a daze: "There are so many anti-Manchu anti-Japanese elements in prison, why do you need to use ordinary people?" ”

Shimamoto's expression was the same as Yoshimura's, and he almost laughed out loud: "I also plan to dig something out of the mouths of those anti-Manchu anti-Japanese elements, what is the use of these ordinary people?" They are only worthy of being live targets for the warriors of the Empire! ”

"But, but they are just unarmed ordinary people, at most committing some economic crimes!" Yoshimura Shuzo's face flushed, but he was interrupted impatiently by Shimamoto in the middle of his sentence.

"Yoshimura-kun, don't forget that this is Manchuria, not Tokyo; You are also not the inspector of the Tokyo Police Agency, but the deputy captain of the gendarmerie! There are no civilians and criminals here, only wars and enemies, and if you are merciful to these civilians, they will pounce in front of you and bite your throat in the future! ”

Yoshimura Hidezo was speechless and exited Shoichi Shimamoto's office, he sulked deeply. He knew that Daodao Island was originally playing on the topic, and the purpose of teaching Mo Guangzhi was just to give himself a look. He is indeed helpless, although he is the deputy captain of the gendarmerie, but the word "deputy" has become a world-apart codename. But for the time being, I can't take care of it so much, it is important to release Mo Guangzhi first, after all, there are still cases waiting for the Chinese police to solve them.

Yoshimura Hidezo was taken aback when he walked into the detention room, he thought that Mo Guangzhi would be hysterically shaking the iron fence and yelling, or hanging his head in frustration, but he didn't expect this Chinese policeman to lie motionless on the meadow, as if he had fainted! After a closer look, I saw that Mo Guangzhi's cheeks were swollen with a large bag, and his nostrils and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

He hurriedly grabbed a few steps and shook Mo Guangzhi: "Officer Mo, wake up!" You're all right, are you? ”

After screaming a few times, Mo Guangzhi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yoshimura Hidezo, and muttered: "There are military commanders at No. 18 Qingbin Road in the northern suburbs, and they were killed by me and by me."

As soon as he said this, Mo Guangzhi's head tilted, and there was no sound at all!

Yoshimura Hidezo was surprised and delighted, and shook Mo Guangzhi again and again, but he saw Mo Guangzhi's head swaying left and right, but he never opened his eyes again. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yoshimura hurriedly called two gendarmes and ordered eagerly: "Hurry up and send it to the Mantetsu Central Hospital!" ”

When several people were busy, they didn't notice that the corners of Mo Guangzhi's mouth twitched, this kid has tightened his lips since he came out with that sentence, but he has been secretly scolding in his heart: Lao Tzu can't be beaten by you in vain, tell you the news, but you don't know where this clue came from, you must be so anxious to scratch your ears and cheeks. Wait for Lao Tzu to enjoy enough VIP medical services, and then open his eyes and tell you! ”

Along the way, Mo Guangzhi was very comfortable, getting in the car, getting out of the car, going upstairs, and entering the ward were all carried by the Japanese military police, but the roots of his ears were not quiet, and the urging of Yoshimura Hidezo was endless. When he entered the ward, Yoshimura's voice was much quieter, but the voices of others were more, and Yoshimura also changed to Japanese dialogue, which made Mo Guangzhi extremely depressed, and he only felt that he had entered the mountains and forests, and all he heard was bird language. (To be continued......)