Zhang Yong knew that he had caught a big fish.

The identity of a Japanese spy who knows his name will not be too simple.

If it's a pawn or something, I don't know which one he Zhang Yong is. All of them are very iron-headed.

Most of the results were directly killed by Zhang Yong. I went to the Yasukuni Shrine Toilet.

"It seems that we are acquaintances......"

"Not ......"

"At least, you know my name. It's not easy! ”

"I've heard it, I've heard it......"

"So what?"

"What?"

Japanese spies pretend to be stupid.

It was the only thing he could do.

He didn't know how much Zhang Yong already knew. So, it's a lot of mistakes.

Silence is king.

"You live here?"

"Not ......"

"This house isn't yours?"

"Not ......"

"That's good. I asked. Whose house the hell is. Maybe pull out the radish and bring out the mud ......."

"It's mine. It's mine. It's my ......."

The Japanese spy hurriedly changed his tune.

Then it turns out that something is wrong.

I said so, it's completely three hundred taels of silver here!

Worst......

After all, it was exposed.

Once Zhang Yong goes to track down the owner of this villa, something will definitely happen.

He never thought that he would be arrested in this villa. It stands to reason that he should be very safe hiding here.

How safe is it?

No one but himself knew he was here.

Especially, he had just returned. It was very secret to come back. No one else knows. How did Zhang Yong touch it?

I just returned. Just lay down. And then it was surrounded. The timing is ......

If someone leaks a secret. Of course it makes sense.

However, there is no way that anyone will leak the secret! He can conclude.

Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes and stared at the Japanese spy.

When I'm stupid? Ha ha.

Turn around.

Ready to go call.

Zhu Yuan is not in the concession here. But Li Yuanqing is here!

Zhang Yong decided to stick to Li Yuanqing. As long as it can be used, he will not be polite. Li Yuanqing owes him a great favor.

The Japanese spy wanted to talk and stopped.

Seems to want to speak.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked people to block his mouth.

Don't make a sound.

Now Lao Tzu doesn't want to listen to the noise.

Call.

Looking for Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing took a long time to answer the phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Captain Li doesn't seem to want to hear me?"

"There's something to talk about. I'm busy. ”

"Help me look up an address. 19 Robert Road. Who is the registrant. ”

"I can't find it on the books."

"Then you help me find out who is behind it. I need exact information. ”

"19 Robert Road?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"That's Zhang Xiaolin's house."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong's expression moved.

And then understood. Some things have formed a closed loop.

Zhang Xiaolin took refuge in the Japanese invaders. Use the support of the Japanese invaders to strengthen yourself. Then, the Japanese used him as a cover. Conduct espionage.

Li Yuanqing told him unmistakably that the registrant of the house was not Zhang Xiaolin. However, the actual owner is Zhang Xiaolin. Therefore, Li Yuanqing's position is very important. Most of the information in the concession can be obtained from him.

"Thank you!"

"No, you don't."

Li Yuanqing hung up the phone cleanly. I'm afraid that Zhang Yong will say something else.

Zhang Yong held the microphone. The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.

Hehe, you think you can get away from my attack? Naive!

My Zhang Yong also has a nickname, called kraft candy!

What do you mean? It's just very clingy.

As long as it's stuck to me, whether it's a man or a woman, I can't run away.

Look at Shi Bingdao......

He's the big guy on the Red side. It's the same stuck to me.

Hey.

We have not achieved enough, and we have more than we have failed. Whoever matters, we dare to defeat!

Come back.

Submit. pondering the Japanese spy.

Do you want......

"I killed people."

"I killed people."

Suddenly, the Japanese spy spoke continuously. The voice was very excited.

Zhang Yong looked up. Frown. Doubt.

Who? Who did you kill?

"I killed all the people in the Songhu Garrison Headquarters." The Japanese spy repeated the emphasis.

Zhang Yong was still staring at the other party suspiciously.

You killed? Is there any evidence? Don't be pretending.

We don't spare a bad guy. Nor did he wronged a good man. Even if you're a Japanese spy.

Of course, it is necessary to plant blame for another story.

You......

A ...... alone

Kill more than 30 officers......

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong didn't believe it.

You're not Yan Shuangying. It's not the spider-faced Japanese gangster.

I can't even touch the edge of the Miyamoto family.

Judging from the arrest just now, this Japanese spy does have some skills. However, it is only limited to a few.

Compared with the agents around him, the level of Japanese spies is almost the same.

If you go head-to-head, you can't beat Lu Hai.

"I, I can take you to the body." The Japanese spy paused and said again.

Zhang Yong raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Tangled......

This damn Japanese spy.

It's clear that you didn't kill the person, and you have to confess if you die.

I believe you're a ghost!

I have something to do in the evening. I don't talk to you.

"Really!"

"I can give you all the corpses. Not a single one left. ”

"If there's one less, you'll chop me up on the spot. I have no complaints. ”

The Japanese spy repeated the emphasis.

His demeanor was very strange. As if he was afraid that Zhang Yong would not believe it.

He also speaks very strangely. It seems that he doesn't listen to the controls.

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes.

Holy shit, do you have a brain.

If you really killed more than 30 officers of the national army, would you still want to live?

Even if I don't chop you on the spot. The garrison command will also have you torn up your five horses. Or 108,000 knives. I'll chop you with a knife, it's cheap, you're okay!

The question is......

This guy probably really knows the whereabouts of all the bodies.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare bite so hard.

Moreover, Zhang Yong thought of it a little bit. It's what this Japanese spy is trying to hide.

There must be something more important than killing an officer of the National Army.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used this as a shield.

What is the use of a shield?

Divert attention? Of course not. It's procrastination.

As long as Zhang Yong takes this Japanese spy to find the corpse, it is possible to waste a lot of time, and then ......

There's no time for anything else.

Or other Japanese spies will have enough time to deal with Teo. Or even evacuate. Run far.

All of them are human spirits. Very cunning.

Tangled......

Forget about Gu Xiaoru for the time being.

The current situation is, should we continue to search for the body, or continue to torture to extract confessions?

The purpose of this Japanese spy is to stall for time. It is estimated that no valuable clues will be tortured in a short period of time. He's going to hold on.

In case of death, even the body cannot be found.

Tangled......

Brain cells have died in countless numbers.

In the end, it was decided to do the first thing first. Others, as they come.

"Bang!"

gave the Japanese spy a kick in the face.

Made, this bastard, delay Lao Tzu's good deeds!

Lao Tzu thought he could ...... at night

"Bang!"

Kicked again.

It's so angry. All good things are mixed up.

The most hateful thing about Japanese spies is that they completely ignore other people's schedules. Even the best plans are disrupted.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Kicked two more feet. That's when I went to call.

Yin Mansion has a telephone. There has been no downtime. It is estimated that the telecommunications bureau is not worried about the phone bill at all.

Indeed, as long as the name Yoon Tae-seok is there, there is no need to worry about money.

Call Citibank. Find Gu Xiaoru.

After a while, Gu Xiaoru came to answer the phone. It was found to be Zhang Yong.

"I haven't gotten off work yet. Don't worry! ”

"I'm sorry, I have something to do at night. Can't wait for you to get off work. ”

"But, I haven't gotten off work yet......"

"I mean, I'll come back to you next time......"

"But I want to ......"

Gu Xiaoru's voice was weak, full of resentment. Full of thoughts.

Zhang Yong: ......

I can't wait to kick the Japanese spy twice.

This son of a bitch!

Sooner or later, chop him!

"That's all. I'll come back to you when I'm free. ”

Zhang Yong hung up the phone ruthlessly.

Come back. Kick at the Japanese spy. Nearly kicked this guy to death.

As a result, this Japanese spy seems to be a masochist. After being kicked several times in a row, he weakly began to confess.

"I still have a little bit of money......"

"Where?"

"Dark ...... of the dining table"

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong barely shook his spirits.

All right. There is no femininity. That had to be made up for with money.

Go to the restaurant.

Take out the hammer. Directly smashed the dining table.

Irascible.

The dining table was thick. Solid wood. I don't know what kind of wood it is. It's sturdy. Zhang Yong smashed it a few times, but didn't smash it open.

Substitution. Keep smashing.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

After a lot of earth-shattering violence, it finally smashed open.

Sure enough, inside the mezzanine of the dining table, a stack of silver tickets was found. Not much. Only three thousand silver dollars. It's all from Fenghui Bank.

It's good. Mosquito meat is also meat. It's barely enough to make up for the mental loss.

"The ......"

The Japanese spy was full of flattery.

It can be seen that he really wants to slap Zhang Yong.

The purpose of the knot is to let Zhang Yong find the body. And then there is no time to care.

Zhang Yong: ......

That's fine. Fix it again and again.

"Where?"

"I'll take you."

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yong escorted the Japanese spy into the car.

The car driven by the Japanese spy was also driven away. Since then, the car has been surnamed Zhang.

There is no way, vehicles and weapons or something, Zhang Yong is reluctant to pay for them. It can only be captured. I hope to save a little bit of money.

"Where?"

"Bowlan Street."

"So far?"

"Not far. Not far. Not far ......"

The Japanese spy had a smile on his face.

Idiots can tell he's wasting his time.

Deliberately choose the farthest place. It takes an hour on the road. Then turn back. And choose the farthest place. Another hour.

In other words, it takes an hour to find a place.

If it was a few more places, seven or eight hours would have passed. It was almost dark.

No, I haven't eaten lunch yet. You can only deal with two mouthfuls casually.

When eating, by the way, call the 206 logistics warehouse. The phone is already installed.

It happened to be Shi Bingdao answering the phone. So he asked him to inform Shi Hu to bring his team over.

"To the Bowlan Street Round."

"Got it."

Shi Bingdao replied.

Zhang Yong subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone. Suddenly, he asked again.

"There's nothing going on at home, is it?"

"Yes."

"What's the matter?

"I can't really keep myself busy. I don't have three heads and six arms......"

"You have to believe in the organization."

"What?"

Shi Bingdao was stunned.

Then, the phone hung up. Don't give him a chance to speak at all.

But......

Zhang Yong's words are still lingering in his ears.

What is this guy talking about? Believe in the organization? No, how did he say so slippery?

Sluggish......

Illusion......

"Hey, hey."

Zhang Yong smiled proudly.

What kind of nickname did you just say? Kraft candy.

Stuck Li Yuanqing.

Stuck Shi Bingdao.

Want to run?

Hehe.

I'm really going to sue your superiors!

Put down the phone.

Get in.

Keep moving.

Leave the concession.

All the way to the west.

Finally, we arrived at Bowlan Street.

It's a bit eerie over here. The whole street is full of white goods.

If it weren't for ten people, Zhang Yong wouldn't have dared to come here. There are paper portraits everywhere, which is very scary.

"Where?"

"Follow me."

The Japanese spy was very flattering and cooperative.

took Zhang Yong to the back of Yizhuang. Open a coffin.

Zhang Yong: ......

Finished.

It's true.

A spy movie has turned into a thriller.

Inside the coffin, there was really a national army officer.

It looks a little scary. It's people. It's not human. Looks weird.

Annoying......

Understand that this is not easy.

Murder kills. But also bring people here. Very spooky.

It always feels like there's something behind it.

Too late to think about it. Call the Garrison Command first. Find Zhou Yang.

"Shaolong, there's news?"

"Bad news."

"Say it. I know none of them will survive. ”

"Come to Balan Street. Find another one. Bring more people. With a work. I always felt that something wasn't quite right. I don't know what the Japanese are trying to do behind the scenes. ”

"Understood."

Zhou Yang hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong turned his head to look at the Japanese spy. The Japanese spy actually smiled at him. Flattering laughter.

Frown.

Think hard. No avail.

I had to give up.

Silently waiting.

At the same time, send someone to look around. See what the clues are.

A big living person can't fly in. Someone must have brought it in. Or bring it in. I wonder if anyone saw it?

In this era, there is no surveillance. It's a lot of trouble. It is simply impossible to completely restore the truth.

Everything can only be relied on confessions. There is also evidence. The error is large.

"Team Leader!"

Finally, Shi Hu came.

Brought all the veterans of the 19th Route Army.

Zhang Yong asked Shi Hu and the others to go up and take a look. Can you find any clues?

"It's a misalignment."

"What?"

"Split the muscles and bones. Commonly used by Jianghu characters. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, it's the wrong hand."

Shi Hu replied in the affirmative.

Zhang Yong: ???

Something went wrong. Spy war movies have become martial arts films.

Even the wrong hands came out.

Ask carefully.

It was learned that it turned out to be a punishment.

It is to use force to dislocate people's bones or meridians. Cause great suffering.

This is a very cruel method of coercing confessions. But not many people understand. Because there are other simpler and cruder methods of coercing confessions, there is no need to learn this.

Zhang Yong suddenly didn't understand again.

Could it be that there are still people in the Japanese spy who will do this?

Do you want to be so powerful......

Also, what are the Japanese spies pressing?

What was found before, there are also traces of forced confessions. Now there are. The note is not an isolated case.

Perhaps, killing people is just to kill the mouth.

Coerced confessions are the goal.

The Japanese spy may want to know some secret information.

The question is......

What can a lieutenant, or captain, know?

Zhou Yang said before that he had already investigated, and these killed officers were all ordinary positions and had no access to secrets.

If there are no secrets, why bother to force confessions?

Can't figure it out.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

There was car horns honking outside.

It was Zhou Yang who came.

He really brought more "100 million" people.

Enough to bring a battalion!

[To be continued]

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