Zhou Yang's face was very bad.

When speculation turns out to be true, no one is in a bad mood.

Even if you are mentally prepared.

The results of the examination revealed that the deceased had indeed been subjected to inhuman torture during his lifetime.

The bones were almost shattered. So, it looks weird now.

"Adjutant Zhou. This way. ”

"Okay."

Zhou Yang followed Zhang Yong to the side.

Zhang Yong took out the list of missing persons that Zhou Yang gave him last time.

"Is there really no one who holds any secrets?"

"Not really. I've looked into it again. Their rank, and their position, it is impossible to get into any secrets. ”

"That's weird......"

"What information did the Japanese spy reveal?"

"That guy only wants to say where the body is buried."

"This bastard ......"

"Otherwise. I'll hand over that Japanese spy to you. Are you responsible for following up? ”

"Nope. It's not safe on our side. ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Yong was disappointed.

He was just wishful thinking.

thought that he could push the rest to Zhou Yang. And then go dashing yourself.

As a result, Zhou Yang rejected it with a word.

Insecurity. There are moles. That's for good reason.

In fact, if you bring the Japanese spy back to the garrison headquarters, you may die again.

That damn mole......

He has to do everything Zhang Yong. and no overtime pay. Wrath. I want to strike.

"I've always had a question......

"You say."

"Why don't you dig a pit and bury it? Why do you have to put it outside? ”

"yes. I can't figure it out either. ”

"Alas......"

Zhou Yang also felt powerless.

I thought it was a simple killing. It was the Japanese who took revenge.

Now it seems that there are more and more mysteries. Torture. Intentional exposure. It seems to point them to some kind of weird answer.

"That's right. I want to go to the police station and transfer a few people. ”

"Go!"

"Is it okay to use the identity of the attendant's room?"

"Nope. It's best to use the identity of the Secret Service. You'll scare them with your status as a squire. ”

"Okay. Then I'll go to the police station and transfer a few people. Go back and follow up. ”

"Thank you. Keep you informed as you go. ”

"Okay."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Zhou Yang took someone back.

It turns out that the case of missing people has turned into a homicide case.

The rest of the people have no chance of survival. But what is the specific situation, Zhang Yong has to continue to follow up.

Since this matter is related to Japanese spies. Only Zhang Yong can control it.

Otherwise, even if the Japanese spy is handed over to the garrison command. It's also a two-eyed smear. Dealing with Japanese spies, they are completely unprofessional.

Zhang Yong went to find the phone again.

Call back to Shi Bingdao.

"I need a couple of people from the police station." Do you have any good recommendations? ”

"What kind of person do you want?" Shi Bingdao replied tiredly.

"Capable. But they are also excluded. Zhang Yong said bluntly, "It's unsatisfactory in the police station." ”

"Forget it then." Shi Bingdao said, "These people won't follow you." ”

"Why? I gave the money. Zhang Yong was stupid.

Feeling offended again.

I don't think I've done anything wrong!

How do you keep being misunderstood?

"Then you go to the police station to recruit you. See a lot of money. ”

"You ......"

Zhang Yong had no choice but to hang up the phone.

It seems that the capable people are nowhere to be found. Never mind. Don't.

Anyway, I can do as much as I can. This world is not its own. What are you doing so desperately?

Do as much energy as you want.

For example, now it's time to find the bodies of the victims. Then the rest will be left alone.

How many can be found today are several.

The can't find it will continue tomorrow. If you can't finish tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow......

Between now and September 2, 1945, there are still more than 3,000 days to go. What's the hurry.

"Let's go!"

Escort the Japanese spy to continue looking for it.

Sure enough, the second address provided by the Japanese spy is also far away.

It's also an hour by car.

As the largest city in the Far East, Shanghai Tang is still very large. After all, it's a big city with more than 4 million people!

There is no hurry.

Take it easy.

Wonderful driving.

It's nice to think about how good it feels to lie flat. Maybe you can go to Gu Xiaoru again at night?

Anyway, it's not work time at night......

Work is work.

Private life is private life.

I'm not a model worker. I can't make it a ...... with Mao Renfeng

Arrive at your destination.

It's actually a big warehouse.

The fence is very high. It's sturdy. It's about the same as the warehouse in Tianjin.

Although the appearance is already very old. There was no one stationed either. However, it can be seen at a glance. The owner of this warehouse is definitely not simple.

Hey, the Japanese spies have bad intentions!

Actually buried people here. Is that to cause civil unrest?

Find a phone.

Call Li Yuanqing. Ask about the situation.

"You ......"

"It's me. Another address asks for you. It's not inside the concession, it's outside. ”

"I don't know outside the concession. Don't ask. ”

"Hey, is that what you do? I complain about you! I complain to the Ministry of Industry Bureau! ”

"You!"

Li Yuanqing served.

This bastard. It's really sticky and you can't get out of it.

Still complaining?

I'm afraid you'll complain?

All right. It's a little. I'm afraid this guy doesn't have a score.

Others do things in a measured way. But Zhang Yong. It's hard to say. Li Yuanqing didn't dare to take risks.

"Address."

"Leaning on Qingpu's side. 31 Baishan Road. A big warehouse. ”

"It's Du Yuesheng's."

"Are you sure?"

"Believe it or not!"

Li Yuanqing hung up the phone.

Angry, Zhang Yong questioned his ability to work. He's a veritable living map.

Not only all the buildings in the concession, but he remembered them clearly. Even outside the concession, the main buildings, he has an impression.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong said to the empty topic.

Whether Li Yuanqing heard it or not. He thanked him.

I'll have to look for him next time.

There are difficulties. Find an organization. Although he is not a person of the organization. But the organization must not die without saving!

What is the purpose of the Red Organization? It is to save the people from fire and water!

He Zhang Yong is one of the people who are in dire straits!

Hey.

Rise. Look at the warehouse.

It's actually Du Yuesheng's warehouse? It's a bit of a precedence!

How did the Japanese spy get in? Could it be collusion inside and outside? Could it be that Du Yuesheng's subordinates also have traitors?

Not surprising.

This matter involves Du Yuesheng, I'm afraid it will be a bit complicated.

But......

He Zhang Yong was not afraid.

He dared to kill Du Yuesheng's people before. What is breaking into a warehouse?

Get in.

The repository was found to be empty. No supplies were stored. It seems to have been abandoned.

No wonder no one is stationed.

There is no such thing as daring to love.

Follow the guidelines of the Japanese spy. Sure enough, the body of a lieutenant of the national army was found.

There are also scars of being tortured. Very obvious. There were no fatal injuries. It's all compound injuries. It is stated that he was tortured to death.

I have to wonder again. What information do Japanese spies want to know?

It always feels weird......

"Bang!"

kicked the Japanese spy over.

Then stomp on both feet. to vent the anger in your heart.

No more.

Zhang Yong couldn't stand it anymore.

Japanese spies are so ferocious. If you don't return a little color, how can you do it?

Horse's ......

Come and don't be rude!

Arrest!

Hit!

Surveillance maps. I noticed a small red dot nearby.

Okay, bring someone over immediately. Prepare to arrest him.

See the goal.

It was found to be the owner of a clothing store. Specializing in selling all kinds of ready-to-wear.

At the time, ready-to-wear stores were also relatively fashionable. Especially women's ready-to-wear stores. Very popular. Clothing is also mainly imported.

Arrange for an arrest.

There are no weapon signs in the store. Explain that there is no major danger.

Zhang Yong was the first to walk in.

Waving two dollars in his hand. Used as cover.

"CEO, ......"

The owner of the clothing store immediately welcomed him with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yong delivered the dollar to the other party.

"Boss, are you going to ......"

"Catch you!"

"What?"

The clothing store owner was stunned.

Then he was held down by Shi Hu and others. Immobile.

No hemp rope was carried. But there are a lot of strips of cloth in the ready-to-wear store. So he tied him firmly with strips of cloth.

"What do you do?"

"What do you do?"

The Japanese spy roared desperately.

Zhang Yong walked behind the counter for a long time. Sit down. Pull drawers.

I found that there was no cash in it. Then he closed the drawer again. Then silently observe the surroundings. See where the money is hidden.

What about money? What about my money? Where does my money go?

"You, you ......"

The owner of the clothing store thought he had been robbed.

A big stone in my heart suddenly fell. His expression gradually returned to normal.

It turned out to be a robbery.

I thought it was exposed. Scared.

"Say something yourself." Zhang Yongyi is excited. I don't want to talk.

No money, no motivation.

There is money and motivation.

It is indeed impossible to catch these Japanese spies who have no oil and water.

Fortunately, the purpose of arresting this Japanese spy was simply to torture the other party. Let the Japanese spy also fully understand what torture is! What is life is better than death!

How many officers of the National Army have been killed?

More than thirty?

Then arrest more than 30 Japanese spies and torture them.

One for one. Fair.

"I, I, I'm willing to give, willing to give......"

"Bring it."

"In, in, in the crack of the door."

"Crack in the door?"

Zhang Yong was curious.

Someone else hid money in the crack of the door?

Later, it was discovered that the so-called door crack refers to the gap between the door frame and the wall.

I picked out a few silver tickets from inside. They are all in 100 yuan face value. There are only four of them. That's 400 silver dollars. Nothing else.

It's all from the Bank of China. This bank now seems to be in charge of the Song family. That's right, the Song family.

In fact, the Song family and the Kong family both have shares in all the big banks. Approximately. So, they have a very close relationship with each other.

Take the silver ticket back to the counter and line it up. Still sitting. looked at the Japanese spy with hooked eyes.

Japanese Spy: ???

What's the situation?

I've already paid you. You're not leaving?

It can't be that there is little money, right?

These bastards!

I'll give you four hundred silver dollars!"

Not satisfied......

Submit.

Zhang Yong didn't speak either.

Since the Japanese spy wants to delay time, he is also happy to spend time.

Another day of muddy. Hold Gu Xiaoru at night and sleep well.

Beautiful......

20 minutes ......

40 minutes ......

Be quiet.

No one spoke.

No guests came in either. One by one, they all took a detour.

Someone here is carrying a gun, is he looking for death? People who don't use their eyesight can't survive in Shanghai. It has long been destroyed.

Even the patrolman who passed by took a look from a distance and left with interest.

Dare to do such a thing in broad daylight. Either it's a department. Or maybe it's a gang boss. They can't afford to provoke them.

"Ahem......"

The Japanese spy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He felt that if he continued to consume like this, he would suffer in the end.

"Backyard, ...... under the water tank"

"One more ......"

The Japanese spy had to speak again.

Destroy wealth and eliminate disasters. If you want to stop bleeding today, it is impossible to drive the other party away.

Zhang Yong didn't move.

Someone goes to the backyard. Empty the water tank. Moved.

In this kind of house, the backyard usually has a large water tank. Fill with water. It is used to prevent fires.

In the event of a fire. Scoop water from the tank immediately. Nip the fire in the bud.

This can be regarded as the wisdom of the ancient working people.

After moving the water tank, I did find an oiled paper bag. Open it. There are also some silver tickets inside.

It is also worth 100 silver dollars. Five sheets. Bank of Communications.

Zhang Yong took it. Continue to line up on the counter.

Yawn.

It's early afternoon. Feeling a little sleepy.

Japanese Spy: ???

No. You're not leaving?

You've given you nine hundred oceans! Don't go too far......

Outcome......

Zhang Yong suddenly lay on the counter. Start sleeping.

Alas, sloppy. Why Citibank doesn't have a lunch break. A two-hour lunch break would be fine. An hour is fine......

Japanese Spy: ! @#￥%……

A little panicked.

I feel that the other party doesn't play cards according to the routine at all!

Don't fight. Don't scold. Nor rushing. Just like that, he slowly consumed. On the contrary, his heart is becoming more and more bottomless.

Who is the other person? What exactly is to be done?

Don't......

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.

The more I think about it, the more I feel my heart sinking.

Finished......

Is it exposed?

Could it be that someone has betrayed himself and is being targeted?

"You ......"

"My name is Zhang Yong."

"You ......"

The Japanese spy's face changed suddenly.

The most terrible conjecture has finally become a reality.

Zhang Yong!

It's him! He is Zhang Yong!

Incredible!

Fantastic!

He is actually Zhang Yong! How can it be? So young!

It looks like he's just stepped out of school. It's actually the demon who makes all the Japanese spies hear? It doesn't look like it!

But......

The reality is so cruel.

The other party is Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong has obviously recognized his identity.

In other words, he was exposed.

Therefore, no matter how much silver tickets he gave, it was useless. Others don't want silver tickets......

He is Zhang Yong. How could it be bought by a silver ticket......

"Ahh

"Ahh

Zhang Yong suddenly sneezed continuously.

Odd.

I didn't have a cold! And who is cursing themselves behind their backs?

Frown.

Never mind. There are too many enemies. Can't think of it.

Sneeze and sneeze. No one can die. In his previous life, he had rhinitis. Frequent sneezing. Get used to it.

Continue to doze off.

It's not pretended. It's really sleepy.

The Japanese spies didn't speak. He didn't want to talk either. Grind like this.

Outcome......

The Japanese spy gradually lost his breath.

He became suspicious. I wonder what Zhang Yong's operation is. Why is it so indifferent.

Could it be that this guy is using himself to stall for time?

Yes, definitely.

Zhang Yong must have some conspiracy.

No way. I can't let his plot succeed. His attention had to be pulled back.

"What do you want to know?" The Japanese spy took the initiative to speak.

"I know you're a Japanese spy. But I don't know what you've ever done. Zhang Yong responded lazily.

The main one is honest.

That's it.

He really didn't know what this Japanese spy had done.

However......

The Japanese spy misunderstood.

He felt that Zhang Yong was still stalling for time.

In this case, it is better to take the initiative to confess.

"Your deputy minister of the Ministry of Justice was assassinated by us." The Japanese spy spoke amazingly.

He thought that Zhang Yong would definitely be shocked.

Outcome......

Zhang Yong still didn't react.

Heard it. But indifferent. I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids.

Why?

He's not interested in it anymore.

It's too busy for the time being.

The taskbar is too long.

There are too many unfinished tasks. It's been numb for a long time.

Japanese Spy: ......

@@#￥%……

Hey, what do you mean?

I'm so proactive, how about you respond.

Outcome......

Zhang Yong began to snore.

He really fell asleep......

Japanese Spy: ......

！ @#￥%……

Yaga!

[To be continued]

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