Zhang Yong was deeply impressed by the last shootout.
Especially the woman who looks a bit like Li Jingzhi. The shooting was unequivocal.
Take decisive action.
Sharp shooting.
Very rare.
The underground party seems to have few gunfights. Unless absolutely necessary. The situation at that time should have been extremely dangerous. Only then had to use weapons.
I thought they would disappear for a while. Unexpectedly, the real owner actually appeared again.
Logically speaking, he should be a very experienced person.
How could he take such a risk?
Drive quietly and follow the other person. Deliberately let the other party notice.
The middle-aged man's heart tightened. Realize that you are being followed.
Turn quickly into an alley.
Zhang Yong then drove away.
Don't wander around if you have nothing to do. It's dangerous out there.
Not to mention the Central Command, even the Military Command will arrest the Red Party if they discover it.
Once caught, even Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save you.
Then we drove to the train station.
"team leader!"
"team leader!"
Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi were both happy.
They haven't seen Zhang Yong for many days. Zhang Yong was busy with other things.
"What about Tang Muchun?"
"Inside. Keep him alone. This grandson is going on a hunger strike!"
"Hunger strike?"
"I refuse to eat or drink water. I want to starve myself to death."
"I'll go in and take a look!"
Zhang Yong came to a single room. He saw Tang Muchun sitting on the ground, cross-legged, as if he was practicing.
Of course it’s not cultivation. It was a unique way of resistance by the Japanese invaders.
Somewhat similar to non-violent disobedience.
Because he didn't drink water or eat, his face was pale and his breathing was weak.
In fact, he could have committed suicide. Just bite your tongue. Or hit a wall. But he didn't. Therefore, Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi didn't bother to pay attention to him.
If you want to die, die. No one is stopping you.
We caught a long list of spies. One more person is not too much. One less for you is a lot.
Wave your hands and let others exit.
For some words, he was going to talk to Tang Muchun alone. Stimulate and stimulate the other person.
"Tang Muchun, I caught you."
Zhang Yong got straight to the point.
Tang Muchun remained unmoved.
Zhang Yong came to him, squatted down and came close to his ear.
"Today, I went to a cheongsam shop..."
Tang Muchun had no reaction.
The whole person looks like a statue.
"The one by the Qinhuai River. You put something in it..."
"you……"
Tang Muchun finally reacted.
But, soon, his eyes dimmed again. Finally speechless.
Exposed.
These cunning Chinese.
Not only did they catch themselves, they also discovered the secret behind them.
Originally, no one knew about storing things in the cheongsam shop. Not even the owner of the cheongsam shop cared.
Because he put it down casually, appearing to be unconcerned. No one thought there might be anything valuable inside. Of course I won't pay attention.
Who knew that the Chinese man in front of him could actually successfully grasp this point.
"Ma Zhiyuan, Guo Dashan..."
"You devil!"
"You misunderstood. It wasn't my clever plan. Someone betrayed you."
"What?"
Tang Muchun was immediately anxious and angry.
Betrayed?
who is it?
who is it!
"Do you think I'm that capable of finding a cheongsam shop? Someone must have betrayed you!" Zhang Yong said casually, deliberately provoking the other person's hatred and provoking his hatred. "You really think you did it perfectly. In fact, Someone has already secretly recorded it."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Tang Muchun became hysterical.
despair.
Frustrated.
anger.
His cheeks began to twist.
This is the most unacceptable result for him.
It was also a possibility he had imagined countless times.
He believed that he would not reveal any flaws. It is impossible for the Chinese to target themselves. The only explanation is that he was betrayed.
Sure enough.
I was really betrayed.
The one who betrayed himself must be Japanese. Only other spies know.
"Stop barking..."
"Ahhh!"
"Your tone is wrong. Your scream isn't emotional enough. It's just a waste of expression."
"you……"
"I'll tell you again, Guo Dashan got the memo and gave it to Li Qiong. But Li Qiong was killed and the radio station was robbed."
"What?"
"We didn't kill the person, and we didn't steal the radio station. We don't know who killed Li Qiong!"
"I, I, I..."
Tang Muchun wanted to say someone's name angrily.
However, he didn't know who the other party was.
That's right, he doesn't know.
He believed someone had betrayed him. But I don't know who it is.
He couldn't even guess.
But he firmly believed in Zhang Yong's words. Because Zhang Yong did not lie. Everything he said was true.
This greatly stimulated Tang Muchun.
"Now that the matter has come to this, it's unnecessary for you to continue hiding it, right?"
"My name is Sakamoto Ryuichi."
"Who are you, Tatsuo Sakamoto?"
"who?"
Sakamoto Ryuichi was confused.
Zhang Yong then knew that the two had nothing to do with each other. Although both have the last name Sakamoto.
"I caught a spy in Shanghai."
"I have no idea."
"It's okay. Just keep talking."
"What do you want me to say? Don't you know everything I do?"
"I know, I know. You said it, you said it."
"I do not want to say."
"Then I have no choice but to serve you with severe punishment."
"casual!"
Sakamoto Ryuichi retorted.
Zhang Yong was not polite and ordered him to be executed.
Just have a meal of Pipa meat. Scrape him with a wire brush.
The scraping was so bloody that the skin was torn. But it only scratches the surface. There is no life risk. And then sprinkle some more salt…
"ah!"
"ah!"
Screams kept coming.
Even though Ryu Sakamoto was stubborn again and again, he screamed in agony.
However, this guy was indeed tough-talking, and even so, he still did not confess. So I continued brushing.
Brush layer by layer...
Brush a layer, sprinkle a layer of salt...
Brush another layer, sprinkle another layer of salt...
finally,
Sakamoto Ryuichi fainted.
There's nothing we can do about it. The interrogation had to be temporarily suspended.
"Captain, he won't live long."
"It's okay. If you die, you will die."
Zhang Yong curled his lips indifferently. This is a spy seeking his own death. Can't blame others.
This kind of pipa meat is most susceptible to wound infection, and without antibiotics, it will quickly kill people. Since the other party refuses to confess, then he should die.
There is no value in living anyway. Just in time for other spies to take a look. Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
"Bring the people next to you over for a visit."
"good!"
Soon, the spy next door was brought over.
They had just heard the screams coming from here and knew exactly what was going on.
This is what happens to people who don't cooperate. You are free to choose.
…
"Mr. Beigang, what's going on?"
"Who attacked you? Does he know your identity?"
In a corner, Taro Kitaoka was being questioned.
Until this moment, Kitaoka Taro still felt severe pain in his head. The whole person was groggy.
He had no memory of how he was attacked last night.
After waking up in a daze, I found a wooden stick next to me. Thicker than an arm.
I understand that I was beaten to death.
Frustrated.
He was actually plotted against.
The opponent came up with such a thick wooden stick, which was obviously fatal!
Fortunately, he was lucky enough to survive.
However, all the things he carried were confiscated.
Including the metal master plates of the two most important fiat currencies. There was also a silver note worth ten thousand silver dollars.
Son of a bitch……
Who attacked him?
However, no matter how much I think about it, I can never remember it.
"Are you from the Fuxing Society?"
"impossible."
"Mr. Beigang, you may have been targeted."
"If I were targeted, would I still be here talking to you?"
"Sou Ga..."
The mysterious man said nothing.
It seems so. Kitaoka Taro was not wrong.
If it was really the Fuxing Society that took action, Kitagawa Taro would definitely have been arrested. How could he just grab things?
The only explanation is that he really encountered a thief. Being plotted against.
By the way, it's not surprising to be plotted against someone when you walk alone in a dark alley at night. Who told Taro Kitaoka not to take the high road?
coincide……
"What should we do now?"
"The metal master is gone. I can't communicate with them. I have to find it."
"How to find it?"
"Please find someone."
"Who do you want to invite?"
"You give me 30,000 silver dollars, and I'll find someone to figure it out myself."
"Beigang Jun..."
The mysterious man hesitated for a moment.
It's not like he doesn't have thirty thousand silver dollars. But does it really work?
"You must believe me."
"Okay! For Kagezu-kun's sake. I don't want there to be a next time!"
"I promise there won't be a next time."
"I hope so."
The mysterious man took out three banknotes.
Kitagawa Taro took the banknote and hurriedly transferred it.
Of course it's disguise and makeup. He believed that no one would recognize him.
who knows……
Zhang Yong happened to drive by.
He is going to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. There was still plenty of time, so I drove slowly.
Suddenly, the map showed a red dot cutting into it. So he approached quietly.
Huh?
Kitaoka Taro?
Zhang Yong quickly recognized the other party.
After the red dot is locked, it is relatively easy to recognize people.
Even this time, Kitano Taro changed his appearance again. However, his height and body shape are still difficult to change.
"This guy……"
"It's definitely no good being sneaky. It's a pity that I don't have enough time..."
Zhang Yong parked the car and followed quietly.
He didn't want to capture Kitano Taro. I feel that keeping him may have a greater effect.
I saw a wooden stick. Pick it up immediately.
He studied the surrounding terrain against the map and found a suitable place for an ambush.
When Taro Kitaoka walked over, he immediately appeared from behind.
Raising the wooden stick, it was another sap.
puff!
The wooden stick hit Kita Gangtaro hard on the back of the head.
"Well……"
Kitaoka Taro immediately fell down. Fainted.
Zhang Yong immediately searched him.
Focus on a skilled player.
Good guy, I actually have three more silver notes. They are all worth 10,000 silver dollars. Thirty thousand in total.
Sent!
Sent.
This Kitaoka Taro is simply a cornucopia!
Only 10,000 were plundered last night, and another 30,000 were plundered today. What’s more, none of the big bosses in the game refresh as fast as him.
Okay, keep this guy. The next time we meet, it will be another sap.
Reach out. Check the other person's breath.
Seems okay. Not dead yet. And breathing. Although very weak. indeed alive. So I was relieved.
He happily hid the banknote. Then drive to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.
(End of chapter)
