Register your name.

I'm sure there is no mistake. This is the next step.

According to the confession of the Japanese spy, this Baoling Temple was a deserted temple before. There is no incense.

It was the Japanese secret service that took a fancy to this place, so they invested part of the funds to renovate it. Several temporary workers were also recruited. Shaved hair pretending to be a monk. Then open the mountain gate to receive incense.

The money for repairing the temple was "donated" by Wang Zhulin. It is said to be a donation, but it is actually handed over.

"Do you know Wang Zhulin's identity?"

"Yes."

"What's his name?"

"Taro Hatada."

"Really?"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Then I heard a voice that seemed to be muttering to myself: "Taro Mahashi......"

Blank for a moment.

Immediately reacted. The latter is true.

What he later "heard" was the psychological activities of this Japanese spy. This Japanese spy actually wants to hide Wang Zhulin's true name.

Taro Hatada......

Taro Mahashi......

Hehe. Good. I don't expose you.

Bring the Japanese spy into the temple. Take control of all the other monks.

Start your search.

Then I found something very strange.

At the back of the temple, it was a very desolate area, but the map showed that there were many small white dots underneath.

However, when Zhang Yong looked over, there was obviously no one over there!

Grab a binocular, look closely, and see the lush weeds. Some are almost half a person tall. Severely obstructs the view.

Among the weeds, there seems to be a winding path.

Strange, what's that place over there? Why are there so many of them?

Certainly not a ghost.

Since he had a gun in his hand, Zhang Yong didn't believe in any ghosts.

No matter how powerful the ghosts and gods are, they can't stop the physical exorcism of guns. So, behind the temple, there must be something eccentric. But take care of other things first for the time being.

For the sake of safety, he quietly beckoned to Qin Haitao. Call him over.

"Captain!"

"Keep an eye on the back!"

"Yes!"

Qin Haitao was a little confused.

What to do staring at the back? It's all weeds in the back!

Are you worried about someone lurking in there?

Indeed, Zhang Yong is so worried. What if it's a hidden Japanese team?

Like Yamamoto's secret service. It's very memorable.

The Japanese may also have special operations.

Or there are axe men in ambush inside the temple. If you give an order, you will be killed.

I have to guard against it.

"Captain, why don't I go and search?"

"It's good!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Qin Haitao immediately took someone to the back to search.

As a result, nothing was found. If you look closely, there's nothing in the weeds.

Zhang Yong noticed that the Japanese spy monk's expression was also very relaxed.

Strange, what's going on with the people in the back?

Not on the ground. Is it underground?

Is there a basement?

You have a temple and a basement? Who are you trying to harbor? Jiangyang thief? Or an outlaw?

Forget it, don't worry about it for the time being. I'll wait until I'm done with other things.

"What about the radio?"

"No ......"

"Really?"

"Yes. There was ......"

The Japanese spy temporarily changed his tune. Then take them to the radio.

The radio station is in a side room. Hide under the kang.

Hey, that's daring.

Not afraid of outsiders knowing at all.

When Zhang Yong saw the radio, he called out to the good guy. There are actually three radio stations. It's all new.

Hehe. Earned.

Just right. There are only three old radio stations in Tianjin. The number seems to be a lot. In fact, strike at any time.

Now three radio stations have been seized, all new. Just in time to swap out three old radio stations.

What to do with the old station?

It would have been the best to give it to the Red Party. It's a pity that Tianjin Wei doesn't seem to have an underground party?

It is estimated that the Red Party at this moment has not yet been able to infiltrate Tianjin Weibar. It had to be sealed for the time being, and handed over to the Red Party when there was a chance in the future.

In addition to the radio station, some radio parts and accessories were also found. Like a tube or something.

Sure enough, it's a Japanese spy, and there's everything.

There are no guns, no cannons, the enemy made us. Radio too.

Keep scourging.

From other secret rooms, a large amount of money was found.

All are silver tickets. There is a guarantor bank. There is Citibank. There is a Harvest Bank. There are also certificates of deposit from Zhengjin Bank.

After reading the numbers on the deposit certificate, Zhang Yong exclaimed again, good guy!

That's 500,000 yen!

This Wang Zhulin is really rich! That's 500,000 yen!

Oh, it's the yen......

That's not a lot either......

The point is, the yen can't be used anywhere else.

It can only be spent in places controlled by the Japanese invaders. For example, North China. For example, the three eastern provinces. Or the Japanese invaders.

It's a bit of a chicken rib.

Of course, something is better than nothing.

A bit of a surprise. This Japanese spy is so cooperative.

The radio station was handed over.

The money was handed over.

Very cooperative.

However, Zhang Yong began to doubt it.

It stands to reason that Japanese spies should not be so frank. Something will definitely be hidden.

Why would he be so frank?

Could it be an attempt to hide some more important information?

"You've confessed?"

"It's all said. It's all said. ”

"Didn't miss anything?"

"Nope."

"Well, let me ask you, what do those people who are hidden in the back do?"

"Who? No. No. Where? ”

The Japanese spy monk desperately denied it.

Yu Lexing and the others immediately noticed that something was wrong. Someone hiding in the back?

Qin Haitao immediately led people to continue the search. As a result, nothing was found. Behind the temple, there are only vast weeds.

"You don't have to." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Do you know Ling Chi?" ”

"I, I, I......" The Japanese spy turned pale.

Ling Chi? Of course he does.

Those who can be spies have some knowledge. Cultured.

How did Yuan Chonghuan of the Ming Dynasty die? It was put to death by Ling Chi. He couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't say? And so it begins......"

"I said, I said, I, I, they have nothing to do with me. It's true. Nothing at all! ”

"In your temple, it has nothing to do with you?"

"I, I, I don't really have anything to do with them. It was Wang Zhulin who imprisoned them here. When Wang Zhulin needs them, he will send someone to take them out. ”

"Who's in there?"

"Yes, yes......"

"Say!"

"It's a woman, a woman ......"

"What? Woman? ”

Zhang Yong was suddenly bad.

There is actually a group of women imprisoned in the temple?

Sky!

Immediately think of certain scenes that are not suitable for children.

These mad dogs!

Kill them cheaply! They must be crushed to make fertilizer!

"Take us inside!"

"I, I ......"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Zhang Yong slapped the other party twice.

Give me back what I am? Want to die? Then I will fulfill you. Two more backhand slaps.

Of course, it was hit with the soles of the shoes. The sole of the shoe that specializes in slapping the face.

The Japanese spy really couldn't parry. Crying and covering his red and swollen cheeks, he led them to the kitchen.

Here in the kitchen, Zhang Yong found an anomaly. It seems that there is a bit of a lot of food and vegetables hoarded here. Pots and pans are plentiful. At first, there were only seven monks in the temple.

Where do you need so many pots and pans? Most of them are for women who are imprisoned.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. Another day spy.

Wang Zhulin, it's hard to read!

It was really sloppy to let him go just now. But it doesn't matter, sooner or later he'll be subjugated.

"Where's the door?"

"Open, open, open......"

The Japanese spy said hesitantly. Picking and pulling a rope.

The rope was dangling from the wall of the kitchen. There are thirty or forty similar ropes. There are a lot of them. Who would have thought that one of them would be a trap.

"Squeak ......"

"Squeak ......"

As the rope pulls, a crack cracks in the wall.

Qin Haitao and others immediately held guns on alert. Found it dark inside. It took a while to see that it was a road. Diagonally downward.

Yes, there is a basement. This passage leads to the basement.

There is no light. It needs to be illuminated by a fire fold.

"Uh......"

Suddenly, someone wanted to vomit.

Immediately, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses.

Zhang Yong also felt a foul smell coming to his face. Hurriedly covered his nose. But it didn't work. It still stinks.

Finally, the stench dissipated a little.

"Get in!"

"Ah......h

Zhang Yong and others entered the basement. Then they were all stunned.

After only seeing a few turns, see a huge space. There are a lot of iron cages in it. It may be more than two meters tall. It's full of people.

Young women, to be exact. Ragged. There were fifty or sixty of them.

All the women are lying in the iron cage with weak energy. The look is insensitive.

Many people are disheveled and do not pay any attention to it.

There were also women who were hung in the air with their hands and feet tied. Motionless. I don't know if it's dead or alive.

There were also women who were hanging from the cage with their hands tied, only their toes touching the ground. is also immovable, life and death are unknown.

It's miserable......

Hardly a single one is intact.

In an instant, his brain made up some unsightly pictures, and Zhang Yong immediately pulled out his knife. With a knife in his hand, the Japanese spy monk was directly gag.

This demon!

There are so many young women imprisoned here!

What is he going to do?

Scum!

Anti-human!

Death is too good for him!

"Uh......"

The Japanese spy monk clutched his throat and fell softly.

Zhang Yong still doesn't understand his hatred. Grabbed a rifle. Punch the bayonet above the muzzle. It's a few knives against the Japanese spy.

Bastard!

Die!

To keep you alive is to sin!

"Snort!"

"Snort!"

Pierce the Japanese spy into scum. This is a little bit of relief.

The woman in the iron cage finally had a little reaction. Some people looked at them in surprise and blankness.

But most women are still insensitive, and seem to have no thinking.

Idiots can imagine what happened to them. so that the spirit is sluggish to such an extent.

"Water!"

"Water!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

He saw that all the women had white lips and dried up.

It is estimated that what they lack most is water.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The crowd smashed the locks.

Then it seemed that things were even worse......

The rescued women were all paralyzed on the ground and could not move. The breathing is also very weak.

Even if you are carefully fed water, it is difficult to recover.

The underground cells stink. And they didn't dare to move them easily, so as not to cause secondary damage.

Zhang Yong was embarrassed to turn around and run away. I had to hold on.

For a time, life is like a year.

(End of chapter)