"You don't seem to care about them?"
"They are just minions. They have no value..."
Zhang Yong curled his lips contemptuously.
One look at these spies, it seems they were brought in temporarily to fill holes.
Certainly no big shot.
Look at the one I caught before. When he is caught, he calls Baga! He doesn't care about revealing his identity at all.
Frankly speaking, catching such a spy doesn't actually bring much sense of achievement.
It's like a routine, no passion.
"Bang!"
"Crash!"
Suddenly, something was smashed open.
It's Yang Zhi and the others who are searching. A rough move.
He immediately smashed all the beds he had made.
Yang Lichu:......
These beasts of the Secret Service.
What a beast!
There are no such rude people in the Air Force.
Zhang Yong is no longer surprised.
Search, can I be polite to you? dream.
The stone lions at the door were dragged out and smashed for you. If there were stone lions...
"Captain, there is a secret room!"
"What?"
Zhang Yong was very surprised.
Aren’t they all soldiers and generals? And a secret room?
Damn it!
Could there be any treasures in the secret room?
Thinking too much.
What treasures can these newly added spies have?
I don't think I have many copper coins on me.
Therefore, he didn't even bother to check it out.
Yang Zhi and the others can just go down and check it out themselves. It won't be anything good anyway.
Just happened to be chatting with Yang Lichu.
Does she like soft ones? It's still hard...
"What do you see me doing?"
"I suddenly remembered Gao Yuanhang's second wife..."
"Her name is Ye Xiaorong. She graduated from Shanghai English College. She has been married for more than three years."
"Have you ever investigated her?"
"Why are you investigating her? She is just a woman who never leaves the house. She usually just plays cards..."
"What cards are you playing?"
"Mahjong."
"Do you know?"
"I?"
Yang Lichu was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Talking about business. What do you ask me to do?
Does it matter to you whether I know how to play cards? Playing cards is a waste of time...
Zhang Yong actually asked casually.
Since we want to investigate, we have to ask this, ask that, at least pretend...
"Captain, there's a radio station!"
Suddenly, Yang Zhi's voice came again.
Zhang Yong:......
despise. Never seen a radio station? Screaming so loudly.
Isn't it normal for someone else to be a spy and have a radio station? What a fuss. Really. Calm down. Calm down.
"I'll go take a look!" Yang Lichu couldn't sit still.
"There's nothing interesting to see." Zhang Yong pulled her, "It's not like you haven't seen a radio station before."
"The spies who have radio stations are all hardcore."
"It's really no big deal..."
"Captain, there's also a radio!"
"Look, it's really nothing valuable..."
Zhang Yong said casually.
He felt that these spies were all new and had been lurking for a short time, so they were too lazy to conduct in-depth investigations.
A radio station, a radio, is not a novelty.
If there was an ocean of secret rooms, that would be more or less the same. Make sure he is as active as having a shot of chicken blood.
Soon, radio stations and radios were moved out.
Zhang Yong turned to look at the carpenter. I found that he didn't look decadent at all.
Something strange.
Does this Japanese spy not shed tears when he sees the coffin?
All radio stations were found. He seems to be very calm? This psychological quality is really good.
Suddenly I became interested.
I want to have a good talk with the other person.
These spies all speak Chinese, so communication is completely trouble-free.
"My name is Zhang Yong."
"From the Fuxing Society Secret Service."
"I caught a lot of spies."
"Iwasaku Mataji, the original agent of your Kiri Agency, was killed by me."
"Moriguchi Muta, the head of your Nan agency's secret service, was also killed by me."
"I could have killed Takeo Kishida, the new director of your Tong Agency, but unfortunately he ran too fast and I couldn't catch up..."
Zhang Yong said slowly to the carpenter.
The carpenter's expression finally slowly changed.
He felt the pressure.
This guy in front of me is completely the nemesis of the Japanese!
Actually, two secret service chiefs died in his hands!
hateful!
anger!
Why is this happening?
He couldn't figure it out.
He just lurked in and was caught?
He has very good credentials. And proof. Starting from these aspects, it is impossible to trace him.
Something must be wrong.
"I know you will never give in. So, I don't advise you to surrender either."
"But if you are willing to cooperate, I can make your death more comfortable. Give you a happy death."
"If you don't cooperate, I will cut you up piece by piece and divide you into a thousand pieces. Then pour black dog blood on each piece and put two black donkey hooves on it..."
Zhang Yong completely let himself go. Talk nonsense.
carpenter:? ? ?
other people:? ? ?
Black dog blood? Black donkey hooves? What is this operation?
It seems to be for dealing with zombies, right?
Do you treat Japanese spies as zombies?
"That's not good. You'll never be able to enter the Yasukuni Shrine. You won't be able to see Amaterasu either."
"Even your emperor will despise you. You are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. But you are too dirty. His Majesty the Emperor will not want you..."
"Uh huh..."
Before he finished speaking, the carpenter started struggling desperately.
Veins popped out on his face and his whole body was twisted. He was obviously struggling with all his strength. Unfortunately, it's useless.
What bound him were ropes as thick as fingers. Even a bull can be tied to death. Not to mention people? Even with eight hundred kilograms of strength, he couldn't break free. It will only make yourself uncomfortable.
Sure enough, after a moment of frantic struggle, the carpenter gave up. The strength is exhausted.
He could only breathe through his nose.
Over there, Yang Zhi is studying the seized radio.
Yang Zhi turned on the radio. There were some strange languages coming from inside.
"The hole turns two corners, pull it up..."
"Yao Dong Wu, maintain altitude 2700..."
"Yaosanguai, return..."
"Yudong Six, the altitude is reduced to 3500..."
Zhang Yong's expression changed.
Huh?
It seems like airport communication?
Yang Lichu's expression suddenly changed. Walk over hastily.
Zhang Yong also reacted. The purpose of this radio is to monitor airport communications. Collect information on aircraft takeoffs and landings.
In fact, this airport communication does not seem to be a confidential channel in future generations. It can be picked up by a radio nearby. Just watch "Captain of China" and you will know.
However, in this day and age, very few people owned radios. Even fewer people know how to use radios to monitor airport communications.
Perhaps this spy has professional skills?
That works.
Finally caught a valuable one.
Walked over slowly.
"I want to report immediately!" Yang Lichu frowned.
"There's no rush." Zhang Yong waved his hand calmly, "You can go back soon. It's not too late to report back."
"The Japanese invaders are monitoring information at the airport. This has never happened before."
"Captain, what kind of hole or what kind of crutch?"
"The hole is 0, the corner is seven, and the unit is 1."
"This is……"
"Every communication call is like this."
"oh……"
Everyone around me feels fresh.
It seems that I have learned some strange knowledge.
However, collecting this information seems to be of no use. None of it is confidential.
Really confidential information is transmitted over the phone. Unless it's phone tapping. Or radio deciphering...
"Captain, there is a secret room down there!"
"What?"
"There's another layer below."
"Then go down and take a look!"
Zhang Yong answered casually. A two-story secret room? Seems to be rare.
What was this Japanese spy doing when he first arrived and opened two secret rooms? Is it used to store potatoes? Or sweet potato?
"Captain, found smoke."
"What?"
"There's soot down there. It's dozens of kilograms."
"Take it out and see!"
Zhang Yong was confused. What were the spies doing with the smoke?
You are a carpenter, do you still sell tobacco? There is no such thing as cross-industry management!
eccentric……
Something feels wrong...
"coming!"
Soon, Yang Zhi and others brought the smoke up.
Zhang Yong briefly checked. It was found that it was indeed smoke. It is still foreign soil with relatively high purity.
I don’t understand this. What did the Japanese invaders do with the foreigners?
By the way, the price of this thing is definitely not cheap. Most people can't afford it.
If it is sold for money, there are poor people around, how many people can afford it?
etc!
Zhang Yong suddenly thought of...
Could it be a pilot?
Oops……
The spies may be targeting those pilots.
They are young, wealthy and thrill-seeking. If you fall into the trap of a spy...
Quietly pulled Yang Lichu aside.
"do what?"
"Ask you something. Answer truthfully. But don't tell anyone."
"you……"
"Is there anyone in the pilot who smokes?"
"No."
Yang Lichu answered affirmatively.
Seeing Zhang Yong's serious eyes, she seemed to understand something.
"impossible."
"If someone smokes a big cigarette, they're going to be caught."
"Pilots have to undergo physical examinations every month. They are all foreign doctors. Smoking will seriously affect your health, but they won't do it."
Yang Lichu hurriedly explained.
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully. Then reject your own judgment.
Indeed, pilots should have little chance of being exposed to smoke. Even if I come into contact with it, I don’t dare to smoke it. They should know the dangers of this thing.
The people responsible for the physical examination are all foreign doctors, and they should not be given the opportunity to cheat.
So, what does tobacco do?
"Pull it back!"
"yes!"
Soon after, Wei Yong and the others also caught the young man making pancakes.
The situation of this Japanese spy is quite miserable. There are scars all over the body. Really bruised all over. It seems that the resistance is fierce. Then he was beaten violently.
The worst thing is that all the teeth in the mouth seem to have been pulled out. The mouth was bloody.
"Is anyone injured?" Zhang Yong asked Wei Yong.
"Two people were bitten by him. This bastard." Wei Yong replied.
"I know." Zhang Yong nodded.
No wonder the Japanese spies were beaten so badly. Ganqing is a tough talker.
Then there's no way. When encountering such a person, the basic principle of the Fuxing Society is to pull out his teeth. The more ferociously you bite, the more ferociously you pull out.
Deserve it!
"Close the team!"
"yes!"
Bring the team back to the base.
There are no holding cells at the Air Force base. what to do? Directly lock the outside flagpole.
Anyone who has never seen a Japanese spy can come and meet him.
"idiot!"
"idiot!"
The captured spy fought back.
But after being beaten with a whip, he finally became honest.
The spy whose teeth were all pulled out immediately fainted.
Gao Yuanhang also came.
He asked with great anticipation: "Is there any news about Yang Junjian?"
"No." Zhang Yong shook his head, "We haven't started the interrogation yet."
"Alas..." Gao Yuanhang felt regretful.
Not catching Yang Junjian has always been a worry for him.
Zhang Yong took him aside.
"Captain Gao, please answer me honestly. Do you still have contact with Gloria?"
"No. Really. I also wanted to find her. But I never found her."
"Has anyone ever mentioned her to you?"
"Ye...does my current wife count?"
"If it's a quarrel, settling old scores doesn't count."
"Then there will be none."
"Then let me ask you a very private question. Is there anyone among the pilot's wives or girlfriends who secretly smokes?"
"What?"
"It's just tobacco. Or it's called Fushou ointment or something. Anyway, it's the same thing."
"this……"
Gao Zhihang was silent for a moment.
Zhang Yong knew it was bad.
He basically guessed what the purpose of the Japanese spy and foreigners was.
It is impossible for pilots to smoke tobacco.
However, their wives or girlfriends can't stand it, they are bored and seek excitement. And then get fooled.
Pilots are all proud of heaven, and almost all of them are children of wealthy families. The family is generally relatively wealthy. The monthly salary is also very considerable. Therefore, their wives or girlfriends are more beautiful. Many of them are ladies, middle school students or college students. They generally have high cultural quality.
However, they also have a big flaw. Just barely go to work. None of them have to work. Because the pilot's salary is enough to support them. Enough to hire a nanny. They themselves didn't want to take action at all. It can be said that it is safe to keep your fingers clean. A true young lady.
If these young ladies don't have children, they don't have to take care of them. Usually there is almost nothing to do. When I'm bored, I can only get together with a few people to play cards. Or go shopping. Shopping. My husband doesn’t have much time with me. Life is actually very empty. I generally don’t dare to cheat. However, I can't help but find some excitement behind my back. Such as smoking. Or smoke a lot.
Smoking is fine. If you smoke heavily, it will be troublesome.
It would be even more troublesome if he was targeted by a spy and was tricked with smoke.
"Yes?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe."
"I see."
Zhang Yong did not ask who it was.
This is not a question of one or two.
There were so many young ladies, and it was impossible for him to investigate them one by one.
That would cause a huge disturbance. There's also the potential for a scandal to break out. This is what the lady absolutely does not want to see.
If any scandal breaks out in the Air Force, no matter how good he is, his wife will not be satisfied.
Just like the last memo, I found it quietly. Unconsciously. most.
"Just shoot them all."
"What?"
Yang Lichu was stunned.
No more censorship? Is this how it ends?
What are they called? What's the mission? What information has been obtained? Don't even ask?
"They were all shot."
Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.
He didn't want this to be exposed.
A new spy has little interrogation value. Shot. To avoid wasting food.
Yang Lichu was speechless.
"yes!"
Yang Zhi and others immediately executed the order.
Pull the three spies to the edge of the airport. Tied to a stake.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
A flurry of gunfire. All executed.
(End of chapter)
