Register name.
Make sure there is nothing wrong. This is the next step.
According to the spy's confession, this Baolin Temple was an abandoned temple before. No incense.
The Japanese secret service took a fancy to this place, so they invested some funds to renovate it. Several temporary workers were also recruited. He shaved his head and pretended to be a monk. Then open the mountain gate to receive the incense.
The money to repair the temple was "donated" by Wang Zhulin. It is said to be a donation, but actually it is turned over.
"Do you know Wang Zhulin's identity?"
"Know."
"What's his name?"
"Haita Taro."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
Then I heard a voice that seemed to be muttering to himself: "Taro Maqiao..."
A moment of silence.
Then he reacted. The latter is true.
What he later "heard" was the spy's psychological activities. This spy actually wanted to hide Wang Zhulin's real name.
Taro Namada...
Taro Maqiao...
hehe. good. I won't expose you.
Bring the spy into the temple. Control all other monks.
Start your search.
Then something very strange was discovered.
Behind the temple, it is obviously a very desolate area, but the map shows that there are many small white dots underneath.
However, when Zhang Yong looked over, there was obviously no one there!
Pick up the binoculars, look carefully, and see thick wild grass. Some are almost half a person tall. Severely obstructs the view.
There seems to be a winding path among the weeds.
Strange, where is that place over there? Why are there so many people?
It's definitely not a ghost.
Ever since he had a gun in his hand, Zhang Yong didn't believe in ghosts and gods.
No matter how powerful the ghosts and gods are, they cannot stop the physical exorcism of guns and cannons. Therefore, there must be something weird behind the temple. But take care of other things for now.
For safety reasons, he quietly waved to Tan Haitao. Call him over.
"team leader!"
"Keep an eye on the back!"
"yes!"
Qin Haitao was a little confused.
What are you staring at behind? There are weeds behind it!
Are you worried that someone is lurking among them?
Indeed, Zhang Yong was worried like this. What if it was a lurking Japanese special agent team?
It's like Yamamoto's special agent team. It leaves a deep impression on people.
The Japanese invaders might also have special operations.
Or there are swordsmen and axemen lurking in the temple. They will kill you at the first command.
Have to guard against it.
"Captain, how about I go search it?"
"That's fine!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
Qin Haitao immediately took people to search the back.
As a result, nothing was found. After looking carefully, there was nothing in the weeds.
Zhang Yong noticed that the Japanese spy monk also looked very relaxed.
Strange, what happened to the people behind?
Not on the ground. Is it underground?
Is there a basement?
You have a temple, but you also have a basement? Who do you want to harbor? Gangster? Or a desperado?
Forget it, leave it alone for now. Let’s wait until other things are dealt with.
"Where's the radio station?"
"No……"
"Really do not have?"
"Yes. Yes..."
The spy temporarily changed his story. Then take them to the radio station.
The radio station is in a side room. Hidden under the kang.
Hey, that's really bold.
Not afraid of outsiders knowing at all.
When Zhang Yong saw the radio station, he called him a good guy. There are actually three radio stations. All new.
hehe. Earn it.
Just right. There are only three old radio stations in Tianjin Station. There seemed to be a lot of them. In fact, we can strike at any time.
Three radio stations have been seized, all of which are new. Just enough to replace three old radio stations.
What to do with old radio stations?
It would have been best to leave it to the Red Party. It's a pity that Tianjin Wei seems to have no underground party?
It is estimated that the Red Party at this moment does not have the ability to penetrate Tianjin Wei. Then we have to seal it up temporarily and hand it over to the Red Party when there is a chance in the future.
In addition to the radio, some radio spare parts were also found. Like electronic tubes or something.
Sure enough, he was trying to catch Japanese spies, and he had everything.
There are no guns or cannons, the enemy made them for us. So does radio.
Keep searching.
A large amount of money was found from other secret rooms.
All are banknotes. There is GuaShang Bank. There is Citibank. There is Hong Kong Bank. There are also certificates of deposit from Zhengjin Bank.
After reading the numbers on the deposit certificate, Zhang Yong exclaimed again, "What a guy!"
A full five hundred thousand yen!
This Wang Zhulin is really rich! There are actually five hundred thousand yen!
Oh, it’s Japanese yen...
That’s not a lot…
The point is, the yen cannot be used elsewhere.
It could only be spent in places controlled by the Japanese invaders. Such as North China. For example, the three northeastern provinces. Or the Japanese invaders themselves.
A bit tasteless.
Of course, something is better than nothing.
A bit unexpected. This Japanese spy is actually so cooperative.
The radio station was handed over.
The money was handed over.
Very cooperative.
However, Zhang Yong began to doubt.
Logically speaking, a spy shouldn't be so frank. There must be something hidden.
Why is he so candid?
Could it be that he was trying to hide some more important information?
"Have you confessed everything?"
"I said it all. I said it all."
"Didn't you miss anything?"
"there is none left."
"Okay, let me ask you, what do those people hidden behind do?"
"Who? No. No. Where?"
The spy monk desperately denied it.
Yu Lexing and others immediately realized something was wrong. Is there someone hiding behind?
Qin Haitao immediately led people to continue the search. Still nothing was found. Behind the temple, there are only vast weeds.
"You don't have to tell me." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Do you know Ling Chi?"
"I, I, I..." The spy's face turned pale.
Lingchi? Of course he knows.
Anyone who can be a spy has some knowledge. Be literate.
How did Yuan Chonghuan die in the Ming Dynasty? He was executed by Ling Chi. He couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Don't tell me? Then it starts..."
"I said, I said, I, I, they have nothing to do with me. Really. It has nothing to do with me at all!"
"In your temple, it has nothing to do with you?"
"I, I, I really have nothing to do with them. It was Wang Zhulin who imprisoned them here. Wang Zhulin will send someone to take them out when needed."
"Who is inside?"
"Yes Yes……"
"explain!"
"It's a woman, a woman..."
"What? Woman?"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt bad.
There are actually a group of women imprisoned in the temple?
sky!
Immediately I thought of some scenes that were inappropriate for children.
These crazy dogs!
It would be easier for them to kill them! They must be crushed to make fertilizer!
"Take us in!"
"me……"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Zhang Yong slapped the opponent twice.
What can I give back to me? wanna die? Then I will make it happen for you. Another backhand slap in the face.
Of course it was done with the soles of shoes. Specially designed soles for the face.
The spy really couldn't resist. With a sad face and covering her red and swollen cheeks, she led them to the kitchen.
Here in the kitchen, Zhang Yong discovered something unusual. It seems that there are a lot of grains and vegetables stored here. There are plenty of pots and pans. At first, there were obviously only seven monks in the temple.
Where is the need for so many pots and pans? Mostly for imprisoned women.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Beat the spy again.
Wang Zhulin, there are too many bamboos to write!
It was really rash to let him go just now. But it doesn't matter, he will be punished sooner or later.
"Where's the door?"
"Open, open, open..."
The spy said hesitantly. Googling and pulling on a rope.
The rope hangs from the kitchen wall. There are thirty or forty similar ropes. a large amount. Who would have thought that one of them is a mechanism.
"Squeak..."
"Squeak..."
As the rope pulled, a crack opened in the wall.
Qin Haitao and others immediately stood on guard with guns. I found it was dark inside. It took a while to see clearly that it was a corridor. Diagonally downward.
Yes, there is indeed a basement. This corridor leads to the basement.
There is no light. It needs fire to illuminate.
"Well……"
Suddenly, someone feels like vomiting.
Immediately, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses.
Zhang Yong also felt a stench coming to his face. He quickly covered his nose. But it didn't work. It still smells terrible.
With great difficulty, the stench dissipated a little.
"Get in!"
"ah……"
Zhang Yong and others entered the basement. Then everyone was stunned.
After only a few turns, I saw a huge space. There are many iron cages inside. Probably more than two meters high. All the people detained inside are human beings.
To be precise, a young woman. Ragged. There are a full fifty or sixty in number.
All the women were lying feebly inside the iron cages. Looks insensitive.
Many people were disheveled and did not pay any attention to them.
There are also women who have their hands and feet tied up and hung in the air. like a statue. I don't know if I'm dead or alive.
There is also a woman whose hands are tied and hung above the iron cage, with only her toes touching the ground. Also motionless, life or death unknown.
So miserable...
Almost no one is intact.
Suddenly some unsightly scenes came to mind, and Zhang Yong immediately drew his sword. With a casual slash, the Japanese spy monk was killed.
This devil!
So many young women are imprisoned here!
What is he going to do?
Scum!
Anti-humanity!
A worthy death!
"Well……"
The spy monk clutched his throat and fell limply.
Zhang Yong still doesn't understand his hatred. Grabbed a rifle. Stick the bayonet over the muzzle of the gun. Just a few knives against the Japanese spy.
Son of a bitch!
go to hell!
Keeping you alive is a crime!
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Turn the spy into a scumbag. Only then did I feel relieved a little bit.
The woman in the iron cage finally had a little reaction. Some people were surprised and looked at them blankly.
But most women are still indifferent and seem to have lost their minds.
Any idiot can imagine what they have suffered. So mentally depressed to such an extent.
"water!"
"water!"
Zhang Yong shouted loudly.
He saw that all the women's lips were white and dry.
It is estimated that what they lack most is water.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
Everyone broke open the iron lock.
Then I found that things seemed to be even worse...
The women who were rescued were all paralyzed on the ground and unable to move. Breathing is also very weak.
Even with careful watering, it is difficult to recover.
The stench in the underground cells was overwhelming. He didn't dare to move them easily to avoid causing secondary damage.
Zhang Yong was too embarrassed to turn around and run away. I had to hold it in.
For a time, the days seemed like years.
(End of chapter)
