Zhang Yong is not a holy mother.
Be good to him. He remembers. He also remembers things that are bad to him.
He can understand those who are dawdling.
However, if someone is trying to cause trouble secretly, then I'm sorry.
He is the squad leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service.
This Fuxing Society's special agent office was originally the nature of the Jin Yiwei. You can kill it first and play it later. Or not played at all.
In fact, compared with the real military control business, he is still too benevolent.
The civilized education of later generations gave him many constraints.
"I know some of you don't like me. But it doesn't matter."
"I also dislike you. I also want to kill you. If you have the ability, come and punish me. Let's see who among us has the last laugh."
"A friendly reminder, if you don't have the ferocity of the Japanese, don't try it easily."
Before Li Boqi came, Zhang Yong directly acted as the villain.
Those white flowers are the temptation. His words were threats.
Coercion and inducement, a two-pronged approach.
Carrots and sticks are always the most effective way to send messages.
Be obedient and you will have meat to eat. There is Dayang to take.
If you disobey, get spanked and go home.
Choose yourself.
Anyone who is not a fool will choose the former.
Wave. Drag up the spy you just captured. Press to the ground. Lots of flowers tied up. There was a black muzzle behind him.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Beiqiu was startled, thinking that Zhang Yong was going to kill someone on the spot.
"What's your name?" Zhang Yong asked coldly.
Lin Beiqiu:? ? ?
Confuse. What's the meaning?
Immediately he realized that Zhang Yong was asking the arrested policeman.
"Zhou Yuan..."
"I asked for Japanese names."
"What?"
"You're Japanese. Do you want to deny it?"
"I, I'm not Japanese."
"You are japanese."
"I'm not……"
Zhou Yuan was anxious.
Of course he is Japanese. He hides it deeply.
He came in through a very special channel. It was arranged by Cao Jianzhang himself. No one knows.
Therefore, he firmly denied it.
He believed that Zhang Yong could not catch his own evidence.
"Japanese?"
"Is Zhou Yuan Japanese?"
At this time, the surrounding police officers looked at each other in shock.
While they were surprised, they were also dubious. Zhou Yuan is actually Japanese? How can it be?
By the way, this Zhou Yuan is usually very low-key. They don’t look Japanese at all!
"Do you know why I executed Cao Jianzhang?"
"He's a traitor. A traitor."
"wrong."
"what is that?"
"He agreed to confess. That's why I gave him a happy life."
"you……"
"He confessed to a list. There were three Japanese in the Tianjin Police Station. Their names are with me..."
Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper.
He shook his head towards Zhou Yuan. There are indeed three names on it.
Zhou Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the white paper. Then he quickly kneaded it into a ball and swallowed it into his mouth.
Then swallowed it hard. His eyes almost bulged out.
"what you do?"
"You faked the list. You faked it."
"Since I forged it, why did you snatch it away? Why did you still swallow it?"
"I……"
Zhou Yuan was suddenly speechless.
The surrounding police immediately noticed something was wrong.
This Zhou Yuan has a problem.
He is a real spy.
Only a spy would be so nervous.
Only then would he grab the list and devour it at all costs.
Suddenly, two policemen jumped out of the team. Running away in all directions. Extremely fast. No one else responded.
"Spy!"
"Spy!"
Lin Beiqiu shouted subconsciously.
However, his voice was too quiet. So delicate. Not many people heard it at all.
"Spy!"
"Spy!"
The remaining policemen were stunned.
Someone shouted loudly.
Oh my god, there really are spies! They are running away!
Careless.
They actually ran away.
This Zhang Yong didn't make any arrangements and let the spy escape.
Fortunately, there is still a remaining Japanese spy...
However, suddenly, the spy groaned, and his mouth was filled with blood.
"ah……"
"Hold him down!"
"Hold him down! Pry open his mouth!"
"quick!"
Other police officers responded.
This spy wants to bite his tongue. He wants to bite off his tongue!
Made. This bastard. A proper spy, no doubt. Who would treat him like this except a spy? Only a spy would be so crazy.
A policeman who rushed up the fastest grabbed the spy and pried his mouth open.
However, it was too late. The tongue was bitten off.
This spy is indeed very fanatical. Very unconvinced. With his mouth full of blood, he still stared at Zhang Yong fiercely.
The policeman also tried to subdue the Japanese spy, but Zhang Yong waved his hand to stop him.
It's no longer necessary. Either way it lives or dies.
Others may need confessions, information, etc. But Zhang Yong doesn't need it. Since the spy wants to die, let him commit suicide.
The spy who dies later is the best spy. Who said that? Wang Qinian.
The policeman let go.
The spy then bit his tongue desperately. Then I realized something was wrong.
Huh?
Why didn't the other party stop it?
Why did the other party look at him so coldly? Looks like you're watching a play?
"idiot!"
The spy cursed vaguely.
He suddenly regretted biting his tongue. It's so hard that even if you want to curse, you can't.
He thought he was important and might be interrogated. Will be tortured. Therefore, he bit off his tongue reflexively. Show your perseverance.
However……
He found that he was simply overthinking.
That Zhang Yong didn't care about his life or death at all. Didn't take him seriously at all. The way he looked at him was like looking at an ant.
yes!
What's the difference between a worthless spy and an ant?
He bites his tongue. What's the use except adding pain to himself? The other party is Zhang Yong. Not someone else. The other party captured as many as eight hundred spies, if not a thousand. In Tianjin Wei alone, how much does this spy know?
Eye contact.
Zhang Yong encouraged the other party. Keep biting!
Keep biting. Just bite yourself to death. Too lazy for others to do it. If you die, go to the Jingguo Sacred Toilet.
result……
Embarrassed.
The spy suddenly didn't want to commit suicide.
Being humiliated and committing suicide is like being watched by a monkey. Of course he couldn't stand it.
Zhang Yong frowned. Wink again.
what happened? keep going! Why did it stop?
Aren't you steadfast and unyielding?
Aren't you extremely fanatical?
Don’t you want to serve the country for seven lifetimes?
Keep biting!
However, the spy refused. He stood there with his mouth full of blood. like a statue.
Zhang Yong:......
Rubbish. Don't even dare to commit suicide. Despise you!
Too lazy to pay attention to the other party.
wave.
Call the policeman over.
Just now, this policeman also participated in the excavation. Quite hard working.
It seems. He is indeed very inconspicuous. He doesn't seem to be good at words either. I have always worked silently. The transport positions are the heaviest.
"May I have your name?"
"Liu Huaihong."
"Okay. I remember you."
"yes."
"Stand by my side."
"yes."
Liu Huaihong walked over and stood beside Zhang Yong.
In fact, Liu Huaihong is already quite old. He is also a veteran policeman for many years. It's just that everyone is lost.
The previous police station was very chaotic. It seems that an old scalper like him has no chance of getting ahead.
He couldn't figure out whether it was a good or bad thing for Fuxing Society to take over now.
Hope it’s a good thing!
At this time, two teams of people appeared. Each person was escorted.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that they were the two spies who had escaped before. They were recaptured. They were all tied up like rice dumplings.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
It turns out he didn’t run away!
I thought they had successfully escaped, but unexpectedly, they were chased back again.
This Zhang Yong is really awesome.
No spy can escape from his grasp.
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Wu Liuqi pulled the rags out of the mouths of the two spies.
"What are you arresting me for?"
"Why did you arrest me?"
"Brothers, the Fuxing Society is going to drive us all out!"
"Brothers, if the Fuxing Society kills me, it will be your turn next. Everyone, rise up and resist..."
Both spies roared, trying to create chaos.
However, other police officers were unmoved.
They're not stupid.
These two guys were running so fast just now, they must have something up their sleeves.
No one else ran away, they were the only ones who ran very fast. Now he's talking nonsense again. I really think that we Chinese are all fools!
Sure enough, as the two spies were shouting, they realized something was wrong.
"idiot!"
A Japanese spy suddenly cursed in Japanese.
He felt no need to conceal his identity. They were all caught anyway. Exposed.
"idiot!"
Another spy also shouted.
Sure enough, even if they were caught, they were still very arrogant. After all, they have never seen Zhang Yong's methods.
Zhang Yong pursed his lips.
The crowd swarmed up and beat the two men violently.
It wasn't until his face was bruised and bruised all over his body that he could hardly look like a human being, and then he stopped angrily.
It doesn't mean anything, it's just pure beating.
Nor interrogation.
"Yang Zhi!"
"arrive!"
"Tie all three of them under the flagpole, and put a sign on each chest. They say they are spies."
"yes."
"Then take pictures and publish them in newspapers. I'll pay for them."
"yes!"
Yang Zhi immediately went to make arrangements.
By the way, the Japanese spy who bit off his tongue was also captured and tied together around the flagpole, back to back.
Then take a photo.
Then send someone to develop the photos.
Then go and notify the newspaper. Arrange to see the newspaper tomorrow.
"front page!"
"Another 1,000 copies of each newspaper will be given away for free. They will be delivered to nightclubs, dance halls, and foreign consulates for free. I will pay for the expenses."
"Send a hundred copies of each newspaper to the Japanese Concession."
Zhang Yong continued to give instructions.
Li Boqi said that the top espionage officials had been replaced?
Kenji Doihara brought in a group of fresh people? Then let’s see it!
Make some news and see how the Japanese respond?
Want to redeem someone? Simple. Only five hundred oceans per person. Cheap and good quality. Children and old men are innocent...
"Now, everyone, go back to your posts."
"Who is responsible for communicating?"
Zhang Yong raised his tone.
After a moment of hesitation, two old policemen stepped forward.
Zhang Yong ordered: "You are responsible for passing oral messages to others. Everyone will report back immediately. At nine o'clock the day after tomorrow, everyone will be called. Those who have not returned will be fired. Pack up and leave."
"Yes." The two old policemen replied hurriedly and then started working.
"Who is in charge of weapons and ammunition?"
"I……"
"take me!"
"yes!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Go check the weapons and ammunition at the police station.
Just on the first floor. The weapons depot is very large, covering two to three hundred square meters. But the number of weapons is small. There were just over a hundred rifles. Very shabby. More than a thousand rifle rounds. There are also more than thirty shell guns. Also very shabby. Hundreds of rounds of handgun ammunition. All that's left is the baton.
A baton is not a weapon. Can be carried privately. Can be taken home. No need to compensate if lost. Just find a way to find someone to make one.
"Has anyone brought home a gun?"
"No."
"Show me the register."
"yes."
Zhang Yong carefully checked the registration book and found no abnormalities.
He was actually standing in the front line and simply understanding the situation. When Li Boqi comes in the future, he will naturally follow up.
Zhang Yong had a vague hunch that Li Boqi might have to stay in Tianjin Wei for a relatively long time. Maybe we have to persist until the Marco Polo Bridge Incident.
Even after the fall of Tianjin, Li Boqi will continue to stay here and continue to fight in hiding.
Perhaps, from now on, Tianjin Wei will be Li Boqi's territory.
The place in Shanghai was too important, too conspicuous, and there were too many people competing for it. Li Boqi didn't have a deep enough background or a strong backstage, so he couldn't get it.
Actually, Tianjin Wei is pretty good.
This place, though, will soon fall. But the Eighth Route will come soon.
No matter what Li Boqi was thinking about. But there is no doubt that he will continue to help the Red Party secretly. At that time, Tianjin Wei will be in direct contact with the Eighth Route Army. Things obtained from Tianjin Wei can directly fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army.
Tianjin Wei was also the most important port for the Japanese invaders in North China. Basically all the weapons and ammunition needed by the Japanese invaders in North China had to be disembarked from Tianjin Guard. Therefore, there are a lot of military supplies here. Zhang Yong should be able to get a lot of them. Then give it directly to the Eighth Route Army to kill the Japanese invaders.
In addition, the most important point. As long as Li Boqi is in Tianjin Wei, it is impossible for traitors like Wang Zhulin to continue to appear here. After the Japanese invaders launched a full-scale invasion, they could also cause greater damage to the Japanese invaders.
"Where is the dining hall?"
"This way."
Zhang Yong came to the dining hall. Found it to be very crude.
Just a bungalow. The roof is still tiled. The tiles have not been cleaned up either. There were obvious signs of water leakage on the ground.
Look at the food prepared. Not much meat. They're all Chinese cabbage. It's winter now. Only Chinese cabbage. There is no oil or water yet. It's just boiled cabbage.
rice? No. Only steamed buns. They are all yellow. all natural. No additives. Absolutely healthy. But with natural steamed buns and boiled cabbage, you probably won’t be able to last long even if you eat five or six steamed buns in one meal.
“What’s the current standard for food expenses?”
"One dollar per person per month."
"How much does it cost in terms of oceans?"
"Half an ocean? Maybe not enough. Almost..."
"In this way, from now on, everyone's monthly food expenses will increase to an ocean."
"ah?"
"In a moment, you go and get a thousand oceans for later use."
"yes……"
The Secretary was very happy.
One ocean per person per month is quite a lot.
Others are happy too.
You should be able to eat a little bit of oil and water.
In fact, Zhang Yong can completely afford food expenses of two oceans per person per month. But it stands out too much. Not good.
Not enough compared to the top, but more than enough than the bottom.
The main reason is that I am not making enough money now. After taking over the police station, it hasn’t opened yet!
Those dozens of baskets of money outside were not earned by being in the police department. After a while, he changed into the uniform of the police station and then went out to make money.
This is called the distinction between public and private.
Only what you earn as a police station can be spent on the police station...
"Where is the director's office?"
"Second floor."
"Is there an elevator?"
"No……"
"take me."
Zhang Yong came to the director's office.
It's quite impressive. There are mahogany sofas inside. Heavy.
These days, solid wood sofas seem worthless. Because there are a lot of forests everywhere, wood is very cheap.
There is no hype about the so-called mahogany for the time being. The price is that of ordinary solid wood. May be slightly more expensive. The main requirement is to be strong and durable. solid. Be big and imposing. So, all the sofas are big.
The desk is also very large. So are the seats.
Frankly speaking, it is much more luxurious and elegant than Li Boqi's office in Shanghai.
It's a pity that as the director, he doesn't have many good days left.
By the July 7th Incident, the police station would definitely be occupied by the Japanese invaders. At that time, the world will be dominated by the Japanese.
Mud...
So depressed……
Clearly aware of the course of history, but unable to change it...
To break the system, you can give me a few hundred J-6s. I will blow up the Yamato Hotel in the first wave...
I don't have a good life, and you little devils can't enjoy it either.
Suddenly, a red dot entered at the edge of the map. It seems to be coming by car. Extremely fast. Go directly to the door of the police station.
After a while, Yang Zhi came up and reported:
"Captain, a Japanese is here and wants to see you by name."
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
