"You don't seem to care about them?"

"It's just little minions. Nothing worthless......"

Zhang Yong pursed his lips contemptuously.

Looking at these Japanese spies, they were temporarily pulled to fill the pit.

Certainly not a big deal.

Look at the one you caught before, you will shout Baga when you are caught! Completely indifferent to revealing your identity.

Frankly speaking, there is no sense of accomplishment in catching such a Japanese spy.

It's like a routine, no passion.

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, something was smashed open.

It was Yang Zhi who was searching. A rough stroke.

Directly smashed the finished bed.

Yang Lichu: ......

These beasts of the Secret Service.

What a beast!

There are no such rude people in the Air Force.

Zhang Yong was not surprised.

Search, polite to you? Dream.

The stone lions at the door are all dragged out for you to smash. If there is a stone lion......

"Captain, there's a secret room!"

"What?"

Zhang Yong was very surprised.

Aren't they all shrimp soldiers and crab generals? And the secret room?

!

Could there be any treasures in the secret room?

Think too much.

What treasures can these newly added Japanese spies have?

It is estimated that there are not a few copper plates on the body.

So, he didn't even bother to go over and check.

Yang Zhi, they just went down and checked it themselves. Nothing good will happen anyway.

Just talk to Yang Lichu.

Does she like soft? Is it still hard......

"What do you see me doing?"

"I suddenly remembered that Gao Yuanhang's second wife ......"

"Her name is Ye Xiaorong. He graduated from Shanghai English College. Married for more than three years. ”

"Have you investigated her?"

"What does the investigation do? She is a woman who does not leave the door and does not step into the second door. Usually it's just playing cards......"

"What cards to play?"

"Mahjong."

"Will you?"

"Me?"

Yang Lichu didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Let's get down to business. What do I do, you ask?

Whether I can play cards or not, what's your business? Playing cards is a waste of time......

Zhang Yong actually asked casually.

Since you want to investigate, you have to ask this, ask that, at least pretend......

"Captain, there's a radio!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhi's voice came again.

Zhang Yong: ......

Despise. Haven't seen a radio station yet? Shouting so loudly.

Isn't it normal for someone else to have a Japanese spy and a radio station? Fuss. Really. Calm. Calm.

"I'll take a look!" Yang Lichu couldn't sit still.

"Nothing to look at." Zhang Yong pulled her, "It's not like you haven't seen the radio yet." ”

"Japanese spies with radio stations are all backbones."

"It's really not a big deal......"

"Captain, there's a radio!"

"Look, there's really nothing of value......"

Zhang Yong said casually.

He felt that these Japanese spies were all new and had not been lurking for a long time, so he was too lazy to conduct in-depth investigation.

A radio, a radio, is not a novelty.

If there is an ocean of secret rooms, it is about the same. Make sure he's as positive as a chicken.

Soon, both the radio and the radio were moved out.

Zhang Yong turned his head to look at the carpenter. found that he didn't have a decadent look.

Something strange.

Is this Japanese spy not crying when he sees the coffin?

The radio stations were all searched. Seems to be calm? This psychological quality is really good.

Suddenly there was interest.

I want to have a good talk with the other person.

These Japanese spies are all in Chinese, and communication is completely barrier-free.

"My name is Zhang Yong."

"From the Renaissance Society's Secret Service."

"I've caught a lot of Japanese spies."

"The original organ of your Tong Agency, Chang Iwa Youji, was killed by me."

"Moriguchi Muta, the head of your Nan Agency's secret service, was also killed by me."

"I could have killed the new head of your Kiri Agency, Takeo Kishida, but unfortunately he ran too fast and I couldn't catch up with ......"

Zhang Yong said slowly to the carpenter.

The carpenter's expression finally changed.

He felt the pressure.

This guy in front of him is completely a Japanese nemesis!

There were actually two secret service chiefs who died in his hands!

Damn it!

Wrath!

Why is this happening?

He couldn't figure it out.

I just sneaked in and was caught?

He has very good papers. And proof. It is impossible to find him from these aspects.

Something must have gone wrong.

"I know you're not going to give in. Therefore, I do not advise you to surrender either. ”

"But, if you're willing to cooperate, I can make your death a little more comfortable. Give you a good time. ”

"If you don't cooperate, I'll cut you piece by piece and divide it into a thousand pieces. Then each piece was drenched with black dog blood, and two black donkey hooves were put on it......"

Zhang Yong completely let himself go. Talk nonsense.

Carpenter:???

Others: ???

Black dog blood? Black donkey hooves? What is this operation?

Looks like it's dealing with zombies, right?

Do you treat Japanese spies as zombies?

"It's not good. You will never be able to enter the Yasukuni Shrine. I can't see Amaterasu either. ”

"Even, your emperor will dislike you. You owe allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor. But, you're too dirty. His Majesty the Emperor won't want your ...... either."

"Mmmm......mmmm

Before he could finish speaking, the carpenter struggled desperately.

His face was bruised and twisted. Apparently struggling with all his might. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

He was bound with finger-thick ropes. Even a bull can be tied to death. How much more about people? Even if you have 800 pounds of strength, you can't break free. It will only make yourself uncomfortable.

Sure enough, after a moment of frantic struggle, the carpenter fell into decay. Exhausted strength.

He could only exhale and pant through his nose.

Over there, Yang Zhi was studying the seized radio.

Yang Zhi turned on the radio. There was some strange language coming from inside.

"Two crutches in the hole, pull up the ......"

"Cave Five, maintain altitude 2700 ......"

"Three turns, return ......"

"Cave 6, height reduced to 3500 ......"

Zhang Yong's expression moved.

Hey?

It seems to be an airport communication?

Yang Lichu's face changed suddenly. Hurried over.

Zhang Yong also reacted. The role of this radio is to listen to airport communications. Collect information on aircraft take-offs and landings.

In fact, this airport communication, if put in the future, does not seem to be a confidential channel. With the radio is available in the vicinity. Just look at the inside of "Chinese Captain".

In this day and age, though, there are very few people who own a radio. Even fewer people know how to listen to airport communications with radios.

Perhaps, this Japanese spy has professional technology?

That's fine.

Finally caught a valuable one.

Walk slowly past.

"I'm going to report it right away!" Yang Lichu frowned.

"There's no hurry." Zhang Yong waved his hand calmly, "I can go back soon." It's never too late to go back and report back. ”

"The Japanese are listening to information from the airport. Never before. ”

"Captain, what hole, what turn?"

"The hole is 0, the turn is seven, and there is a unit, which is 1."

"It's ......"

"It's like this for communication calls."

"Oh......"

The people around me felt fresh.

It seems that I have learned some strange knowledge again.

However, it seems that it is useless to collect this information. None of them are secret.

The information that is really confidential is transmitted by telephone. Unless it's a phone tap. Or radio decipher......

"Captain, there's a secret room down there!"

"What?"

"There's another layer down there."

"Then go down and see!"

Zhang Yong replied casually. A two-story secret room? It seems rare.

This Japanese spy has just arrived, what is he doing with two secret rooms? Is it used to store potatoes? Or sweet potatoes?

"Captain, find the smoke."

"What?"

"There's smoke down there. There are dozens of pounds. ”

"Take it out and see!"

Zhang Yong was puzzled. What do Japanese spies do with smoke?

You are a carpenter, do you still sell tobacco? There is no such thing as cross-industry operation!

Eccentric......

Something doesn't feel right......

"It's coming!"

Soon, Yang Zhi and others brought the tobacco up.

Zhang Yong briefly checked. It was found to be smoke indeed. It is still a relatively high purity of foreign soil.

I don't understand that. What do Japanese criminals do with foreign soil?

In other words, the price of this thing is definitely not cheap. The average person can't afford it.

If you sell it for money, there are poor ghosts all around, how many people can afford it?

Wait a minute!

Zhang Yong suddenly thought of ......

Could it be a pilot?

Worst......

The Japanese spies may have been aimed at those pilots.

They are young, affluent, and love thrill-seeking. In case you fall into the trap of Japanese spies......

quietly pulled Yang Lichu aside.

"Do what?"

"Ask you something. You have to answer truthfully. But don't tell anyone. ”

"You ......"

"Is there anyone in the pilot who smokes a lot?"

"Nope."

Yang Lichu replied in the affirmative.

Seeing Zhang Yong's serious eyes, she seemed to understand something.

"Impossible."

"If someone smokes a lot, they're going to be discovered."

"Pilots have to have a medical check-up every month. All are foreign doctors. Smoking big cigarettes can seriously affect physical health, they don't. ”

Yang Lichu hurriedly explained.

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully. Then veto your own judgment.

Indeed, pilots should have little chance of touching the smoke. Even if it is touched, it is not afraid to smoke. They should be aware of the dangers of this thing.

The people in charge of the physical examination are all foreign doctors, and they should not be given the opportunity to cheat.

So, what does smoke do?

"Pull it back!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, Wei Yong and the others also caught the young man with the pancake.

The situation of this Japanese spy is relatively miserable. All over his body were scars. Genuine bruises all over his body. It seems that the revolt is fierce. And then he was beaten violently.

The worst thing is that the teeth in the mouth seem to have been pulled out. The mouth was bloody.

"Is anyone hurt?" Zhang Yong asked Wei Yong.

"Two people were bitten by him. This son of a bitch. Wei Yong replied.

"Got it." Zhang Yong nodded.

No wonder the Japanese spies were beaten so badly. Dare to love is a hard-mouthed king.

Then there is no way. When encountering such a person, the principle of the Renaissance Society is basically to pull out his teeth. The more you bite, the more you pull.

Deserve!

"Close!"

"Yes!"

Return to the base with the party.

There are no cells at the airbase. What to do? Lock the outside flagpole directly.

Anyone who hasn't seen a Japanese spy can come and meet it.

"Yaga!"

"Yaga!"

The Japanese spy who was caught was still hard-mouthed.

But after being whipped with a leather whip, he finally became honest.

The Japanese spy who had his mouth full of teeth pulled out fainted directly.

Gao Yuanhang is also here.

He asked with great anticipation, "Is there any news of Yang Junjian?" ”

"Nope." Zhang Yong shook his head, "We haven't started interrogating yet." ”

"Alas......" It's a pity to sail high.

Not catching Yang Junjian has always been a piece of his heart.

Zhang Yong took him aside.

"Captain Gao, you answer me honestly, is Golia still in touch with you?"

"Nope. It's true. I used to want to find her, too. But it was never found. ”

"Has anyone ever mentioned her to you?"

"Leaf ...... Does my current wife count? ”

"If it's a quarrel, it's not counting."

"Then there won't be."

"Then let me ask you a very private question, among the pilot's wife or girlfriend, does anyone quietly smoke a big cigarette?"

"What?"

"It's smoke. Or it's called Fushou ointment or something. It's the same thing anyway. ”

"This ......"

Gao Zhihang was silent for a moment.

Zhang Yong knew it was bad.

He basically guessed what the use of the Japanese spy with foreign soil was.

It is impossible for a pilot to smoke tobacco soil.

However, their wives, or girlfriends, are bored and thrill-seeking. And then be fooled.

The pilots are all proud of the sky, and almost all of them are the children of rich families. The family is generally wealthy. The monthly salary is also very impressive. So, their wives, or girlfriends, are more beautiful. Many of them are beautiful women, or middle school students, college students, etc. They generally have a high level of literacy.

However, they also have a big flaw. It's almost no work. You don't have to work. Because the pilot's salary is enough to feed them. Enough to ask the babysitter to do things. They don't want to do it themselves. It can be said that the ten fingers do not touch the spring water. A veritable young grandmother.

If these young grandmothers don't have children, they don't need to take their babies. Usually there is almost nothing to do. When I'm bored, I can only get together and play cards with a few people. Or go shopping. Shopping. My husband doesn't have much time to spend with him. Life is actually very empty. Cheating generally does not dare. However, I can't find some excitement behind it. Such as smoking. Or smoke a lot.

It's okay to smoke. If it's a big smoker, it's troublesome.

If you are locked by Japanese spies and specially tempted to be fooled with big smoke, it will be even more troublesome.

"Yes, huh?"

"I'm not sure. Possibly. ”

"I see."

Zhang Yong did not ask who it was.

It's not a question of one or two.

There are so many young grandmothers, and it is impossible for him to investigate them one by one.

That's going to cause a huge storm. There is also the possibility of a scandal. This was something that the lady absolutely did not want to see.

If there is any scandal in the Air Force, no matter how good he does, Madame will not be satisfied.

Like the last memo, I quietly retrieved it. God doesn't know it. Best.

"Shoot them all."

"What?"

Yang Lichu was stunned.

Not censored? That's it?

What exactly are they called. What are the tasks. What information has been obtained. Don't even ask?

"They're all shot."

Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.

He didn't want it to be exposed.

A new spy, with little interrogation value. Shot. So as not to waste food.

Yang Lichu was speechless.

"Yes!"

Yang Zhi and the others immediately executed the order.

Pull three Japanese spies to the edge of the airfield. Tied to a stake.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

A flurry of gunfire. All terminated.

(End of chapter)