Anderson walked out of the coffee shop.
He was very surprised to see Zhu Yuan leading people towards the person who sent the telegram.
"Zhang, what are you doing?"
"Captain Zhu is catching the Japanese."
"Telegram, Japanese?"
"right!"
"real?"
Anderson was clearly skeptical.
Zhang Yong nodded. means it's true. But no explanation.
At this time, the person who sent the telegram seemed to feel danger. Stop immediately. Throw the bike away, then turn around and run away.
"Chase!"
"quick!"
Zhu Yuan and others immediately caught up.
Anderson hesitated to speak.
It seems like something did happen?
"Is he really Japanese?"
"We'll find out when we catch him."
"Are there any other Japanese?"
"some."
"Catch them all!"
"Mr. Minister, please be patient."
Zhang Yong turned back and entered the coffee shop.
sit down.
Keep drinking coffee.
He actually doesn't like to drink bitter things.
but……
Who said this was prepared by Mei Lu herself?
No matter how bitter it is, it has to be tasted like it is delicious.
To catch Japanese spies, don’t be in a hurry. Where can so many spies go?
There are more than a dozen within the map monitoring range alone. With so many spies gathering together, maybe they want to take some violent action?
If only that were the case. Catch them all...
Unfortunately, when they saw the patrol arresting the telegram sender, the other spies dispersed.
Zhang Yong did not pursue him.
Again. Catch Japanese spies. Not in a hurry.
There is still a long way to go before August 15, 1945. It’s impossible to catch them all.
Even after the Japanese surrendered, there were still a large number of Japanese spies disguised as Chinese who continued to lurk. The Japanese secret service completely destroyed their files.
As long as they don't expose themselves, no one will know that they are spies.
Therefore, decades later, certain fields and certain people may simply be the descendants of these spies...
"Catch them all! All their assets belong to you," Anderson said.
"Thank you!" Zhang Yong nodded calmly, "But, Mr. Anderson, I have one thing that I must make clear to you. Can you withstand the pressure of the Japanese?"
"certainly!"
"Please forgive me for my confession. I am very worried that you will be pressured by the Japanese and have to release those people."
"I swear to God, if I listen to the Japanese, I will never be able to return to China."
"Well……"
"I would rather not be this minister, and I will not let the Japanese go! When the time comes, I will hand them all over to you!"
"If that's the case, then I'm relieved."
Zhang Yong nodded.
He judged that Anderson would probably compromise in the end.
Because of the public concession in Shanghai, the Ministry of Industry and the Bureau have already compromised. A Japanese assistant to the police commissioner was arranged.
It was this Assistant Commissioner of Police who brought a lot of trouble to Fuxing Society.
Zhu Yuan, the backbone of the patrols who were originally related to the Fuxing Society, were under Japanese surveillance and it was inconvenient to do their work.
In the past, Fuxing Society agents could freely inject into the concession. It won’t be possible after the Japanese come.
Now, Zhu Yuan is transferred to Tianjin Wei. Avoided the Japanese. It should be a lot easier to do things.
However, if the Japanese exert pressure, it will still be a very troublesome matter.
"Zhang, I won't compromise."
"Understood."
Zhang Yong nodded.
There is some hope. Not big though.
Some British people do have backbone. You can't kill them all with one stick.
Hopefully Anderson is an anomaly.
In other words, as long as Anderson doesn't give in, the Japanese actually don't dare to be tough.
The British were beyond their reach. But Americans can mess with Japanese! As long as the beautiful country launches economic sanctions, it will actually be very fatal to the Japanese.
Once the important strategic resources of oil, rubber, and scrap steel are restricted, the Japanese war machine will suffer fatal effects.
Not a serious impact.
is a fatal effect.
In the final analysis, war is about resources.
Population is also a type of resource.
China is an agricultural country and very backward. But the dependence on industrial resources is not that serious.
It can be sustained by population resources.
Japan is a semi-industrial country. Dependence on oil, rubber, coal, iron ore, etc. is very serious. And their local area is severely lacking these resources. Therefore, it cannot last. Once these resources are limited, the entire country collapses.
"Snapped!"
Just then, gunshots were heard.
Anderson stood up a little anxiously.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
Continue sitting.
Keep drinking coffee.
Gunshot?
Already numb.
Which day did Tianjin Guard not hear any gunshots?
It wasn't his men who fired the shots. It should be Zhu Yuan.
This guy wants to shoot a postman even if he catches him? despise him...
"what happened?"
"We'll find out later."
Sure enough, more than ten minutes later, Zhu Yuan escorted the people back.
In the late autumn weather, Zhu Yuan was actually sweating all over. It can be seen that in order to capture this Japanese spy, he worked hard. So does everyone else.
Zhang Yong was a little surprised. Is this Japanese spy so difficult to catch? Do you have to use a gun in the end?
A casual glance. It was discovered that the spy had been shot in the butt. Missed the mark.
After being caught, the spy is still very vicious. Several patrolmen didn't hold it down. It feels like the handcuffs don't work at all.
The spy is very powerful. It was as if he was trying to break free from the handcuffs.
In the end, Yang Zhi brought people up, tied up the spy, and beat him up. Specialized in waist hitting. The spy finally became honest.
Professional people do professional things.
Zhu Yuan and the others are on patrol. Frankly speaking, catching Japanese spies is unprofessional.
When the spy saw Yang Zhi and others taking action, he immediately lost his temper. He also realized that he had met his opponent.
They are all in this business. There's no point in struggling. It will only make you suffer.
Why hit the waist specifically? Because my waist was injured, I couldn't exert any force.
Moreover, waist injuries are not fatal. You will only lose the ability to resist.
"This grandson can really run! He can fly over walls and over walls!" Zhu Yuan said angrily, "We can't catch him without using our guns!"
"Really?" Zhang Yong nodded. He reached out and patted the spy on the shoulder.
Very friendly. A smile on his face.
Then look at the wounds on his back. Well, not fatal.
"Please sit down!"
"Who are you?"
"I'm your captor."
"Why do you arrest me?"
"Sit down and talk. Let's talk calmly."
Zhang Yong smiled slightly and said calmly, "Since I can catch you, it means that I have mastered your information. Otherwise, why would I catch you? There is no point in your denial. I am not going to force you to confess anything. Admit your Identity shouldn’t count as betraying your organization!”
"who are you?"
"Zhang Yong. Have you heard of him? He caught many spies."
"Oh it's you!"
"Look. You know my name. It means we are colleagues. Then the next conversation will be much easier? Don't worry, I won't ask you about confidential information. I won't embarrass you."
"I……"
The spy hesitated.
Reason told him that he should not believe Zhang Yong.
However, if the other party just wants to know his name. It doesn't seem like an excessive request.
finally……
"Makawa Yoshinori."
"How many years have you been lurking?"
"I refuse to answer."
"OK!"
Zhang Yong did not continue to ask.
It is enough to determine that the other party is a spy. I’ll talk about the rest later,
Anderson wanted him to catch the spy. But it did not say how the interrogation would be carried out. Such a small character probably doesn't have any valuable information.
Let it go.
Leave it to Zhu Yuan to handle it.
"Snow! He is really Japanese." Anderson's face looked very ugly.
He felt that he had underestimated the situation.
Even the staff of the concession telegraph office were Japanese in disguise. What about other people?
The originally prepared 500 places may not be enough.
Farke! These damn Japanese. They must be caught one by one.
He wanted to eliminate all Japanese in the British Concession.
Leave no one behind.
Clear them all!
"Zhang, you are really amazing!"
"Excellent!"
"Then I leave full power to you."
"Mr. Anderson, I would like to ask, is there any benefit to me from doing this?"
"I have no money. But I have weapons and ammunition."
"Okay, it's a deal."
Zhang Yong nodded.
This Anderson is also a cunning master.
Immediately give yourself an irresistible temptation. Weapons and ammunition!
At this moment, weapons and ammunition are more valuable than gold.
Gold also needs to go through other channels before it can be converted into weapons and ammunition. Time-consuming.
Of course, if it's for personal consumption, that's another story.
However, when Zhang Yong's personal space was filled with gold bars, he felt that it was too small to be blindly extravagant and licentious.
The key is that no matter how hard he goes, it won't cost him much.
Buy weapons. There are few channels. It takes a long time.
Others may take away a large amount in the middle. The final number may be less than 30%.
The British gave weapons and ammunition directly, cutting out the middleman. It's actually a pretty good deal.
"Take it away!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Zhu Yuan then took the dejected spy away.
Kicked hard twice.
"What a bastard, you were so vicious just now!"
"You're so cruel!"
As a result, the spy showed no response.
And secretly despised them. Patrol. what? Not professional at all?
What's the use of spanking me? What's the use of pressing my shoulders? To press, you must press the waist. If you hold down a person's waist, they won't be able to struggle. I don’t even understand this…
You see, Zhang Yong's men are very proficient in this. When I came up, I hit him specifically on the waist.
Now, even if he didn't have handcuffs or ropes, he couldn't actually struggle. Because my back hurts so much. It's hard to even stand up straight. What about resistance...
"etc!"
Zhang Yong suddenly remembered something again.
He stopped Zhu Yuan and the Japanese spy.
He turned to Anderson and said, "Mr. Anderson, I have an additional request."
"You tell me 1" Anderson was in a good mood.
"I hope to extract some people from your concession prison. Some of them are from the outside world. Although they have done wrong things, they are very good at their crafts. I need them to deal with the Japanese."
"Okay. If you catch a spy, take one person out. But murderers are excluded."
"This is not a condition of the deal."
"Of course. This is a verbal agreement."
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
The impression of Anderson has improved.
Of course, Anderson is definitely not a kind person, he is just a trade-off between interests.
The greatest threat to the British at present is the Japanese. On the contrary, the Chinese have become allies of the British. The British needed to use the power of the Chinese to deal with the Japanese.
The prisoners in the concession prisons were of little value to the British. It is better to use waste.
"Captain Zhu!"
"coming!"
"You send someone to bring the Japanese spies back. We will continue to catch the others."
"good!"
Zhu Yuan was eager to try.
In Shanghai, he was annoyed by the Japanese.
It's a pity that the Ministry of Industry Bureau over there also has Japanese participants. Resulting in passivity everywhere.
After finding connections and being transferred to Tianjin Wei, I finally got rid of the Japanese inside and could go on a big mission. He told himself that he would hit wherever Zhang Yong pointed. Arrest whoever you say you want to arrest.
"I can't kill the Japanese!" Zhu Yuan said harshly.
Zhang Yong:......
All right. There is a way to make money. I appreciate it.
As long as you are willing, you will never be able to catch all the spies. You can't make enough money.
Wave your hands and set off.
The target is nearby. The distance is less than three hundred meters.
The one who was wandering around, seemed to be spying on the people in the cafe. I vaguely feel that this person is not simple.
The other party probably doesn't live here. Maybe he still has a telescope or something.
Sure enough, just as we set off, we found that the target started to move. They seem to have been noticed. So leave quickly.
Very astute.
Should be a professional.
Feeling excited.
Drive it yourself. Push the accelerator and accelerate.
Seeing that the target suddenly changed direction, he seemed to want to get out of the concession. Immediately parked next to a phone booth.
"The spy is going to escape. Go make a phone call and close the exit to the concession."
"good!"
Zhu Yuan immediately got out of the car and made a phone call.
Soon, all entrances and exits to the concession were temporarily closed. The patrol force at all entrances and exits has also been increased.
Most of the patrols began to load their guns with live ammunition.
The spy obviously hadn't noticed the change in the situation. Continue towards the exit. When we arrived at the exit, we discovered that it was closed.
Turn around quickly. But it was already too late. The car behind has arrived.
He was well trained after all. He immediately turned his clothes over, put on makeup and became another person, and blended into the crowd.
Coincidentally, more and more people gathered near the entrance and exit of the concession.
Zhang Yong got out of the car slowly.
Zhu Yuan looked around suspiciously. I didn’t find out who was a spy!
Everyone seems to be fine.
Zhang Yong took out a beautiful mirror box and deliberately held it in his hand. Then he walked slowly toward the crowd.
Suddenly, someone pushed the person next to him away and ran away desperately.
It's a young guy.
"Chase!"
Zhu Yuan shouted hurriedly.
He thought he was a spy.
Immediately lead people to catch up. As a result, Zhang Yong called him back.
"not him!"
Zhang Yong shouted from behind.
Got it wrong. That's not what a spy is. The spies were still among the crowd.
Zhu Yuan:? ? ?
no?
So why is he running?
Who is the spy? Didn't you run away?
Bringing people back angrily.
Zhang Yong stared at the direction where the young man disappeared.
The young man has disappeared. But the white spots are still there.
It’s not that easy to run a distance of 350 meters in a straight line.
Suddenly, Zhang Yong had a thought.
But it's a map prompt, you can mark a small white dot or a small red dot.
Display directly with numbers.
It will then be tracked automatically.
Without thinking, Zhang Yong immediately marked the young man who escaped. In this way, you can tell him at a glance next time you meet him.
How many marks?
Of course it's 1. He can now mark five targets simultaneously. The numbers are from 1 to 5.
This is much easier.
The next time this young man appears nearby, the map will prompt him. He will know this No. 1 at a glance and know who it is.
In other words, there is no need to see the young man at all, as long as he enters the map range, you will know that he has appeared again.
Red dots are also available. But it's not necessary for now.
The spy is right in front of you. Very calm. He even looked back at Zhang Yong pretending to be curious.
Zhang Yong came near him. Point the gun at him.
Zhu Yuan naturally understood immediately and immediately led people up to knock the target down.
"Why did you catch me?"
"Why did you catch me?"
The target yelled angrily.
Zhang Yong came up and patted his face, "Where's the telescope?"
"What telescope? I don't know..."
"I know you are using an eight-power lens. I can tell at a glance."
"Nonsense, it's obviously sixteen times..."
"Sixteen times? Oh, I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
"you……"
The spy was slumped.
Oops. Got clichéd.
Unexpectedly, the truth was revealed in this way.
"I'm not lying to you!" Zhang Yong continued to pat the other person's face, "I already knew you were a spy. Where is the telescope?"
"I don't know." The spy retorted. It seems to be unyielding.
"Oh..." Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Two agents came forward, grabbed the spy, and pressed him against the car's exhaust pipe.
An agent gets in the car. Start the car. Hit the gas.
"boom……"
Black smoke came out. Cover the Japanese spies.
Zhu Yuan's eyes widened. I almost didn't dare to look at it. The other patrol officers were also shocked.
sky!
What kind of punishment is this?
Press someone against the exhaust pipe and block the exhaust pipe with their head?
Then step on the accelerator...
OK!
OK!
shudder. Hairy back.
I can think of any vicious method. This is life-threatening!
"Ahem..."
"Ahem..."
Sure enough, the spy soon collapsed.
Can't stand it.
I really can't stand it.
He felt like his brain was going to be cooked.
"Are you willing to talk now?" Zhang Yong said lightly, "Since I can arrest you, it means that I have grasped your situation..."
"I said. I said. I said..." The spy was completely paralyzed.
So miserable. It almost turned into a roasted pig.
real. The whole person was blackened. The collapse came unexpectedly.
I was thinking of resisting it before. He is not afraid of anything like the tiger bench, pepper spray, or electric chair. But who would have thought that car exhaust pipes...
"Okay, tell me, which secret service agency do you belong to?"
"The Mayflower Group."
"What?"
"The Mayflower Group."
"Well……"
Zhang Yong wrote down this name.
Accident. It's not some secret service? I thought it was Maochuan Mansion or something.
"Task."
"We work exclusively with the British."
"Only for the British?"
"Yes."
"Then which secret service agency do you belong to? Mochuan Mansion? Matsui Mansion? Tan Agency? Tong Agency?"
"No. We are directly under the fifth section of the base camp."
"Lesson 5 of Base Camp?"
Zhang Yong remembered this name again. It seems to have a good background.
Base camp. Does that mean it's not affiliated with any dispatch army? Even the Kwantung Army is under the jurisdiction of the base camp. The base camp was the highest command organ of the Japanese army.
fifth lesson……
Somewhere?
"Who is your boss?"
"Hyakutake Haruyoshi."
"who?"
Zhang Yong was a little surprised.
He had an impression of this name. But the memory is not deep.
It seems that he finally became a lieutenant general?
"anything else?"
"Our fifth lesson is specifically for the British, codenamed Flower. Lesson 6 is for Red Soviet Russia, codenamed Bear. Lesson 7 is for the United States, codenamed Ox. Lesson 8..."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong understood.
The Japanese invaders have really many spy agencies.
There are several special courses set up at the base camp alone. Even the Germans have them. Germany is lesson eight.
Judging from the arrangements of the intelligence agencies, the Japanese invaders were very ambitious.
Several major countries in the world are included. sharp. The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!
Mayflower, British, is a bit interesting.
Next time I see Minister Anderson, I might be able to increase the price again.
I broke up the espionage organization specifically targeting you British people. Could you British people give me a little more benefit?
What are the benefits?
I'm not very demanding either. Let’s get some Italian cannon!
(End of chapter)
