Shi Bingdao was terrified.
Zhang Yong shook his hammer. What do you want to do?
This guy is simply too cruel!
Carry a hammer and a stick with you. Take action at the slightest disagreement.
Too cruel...
"Who are you?"
"W-What are you going to do?"
The spy was also flustered.
Such a big hammer!
Even an idiot knows its ferocity.
If you are hit on the head with a hammer, go directly to see King Yama...
No, I went to see Amaterasu.
In fact, Zhang Yong felt that this hammer was too kind. Not as powerful as a mace.
"Name." Zhang Yong asked coldly.
"Hu Dahai." The spy replied, "Who are you?"
"Japanese name." Zhang Yong put the hammer on the ground.
It seems a bit heavy.
It's a bit tiring to hold.
"What Japanese name?" the Japanese spy pretended to be stupid.
But I felt nervous inside.
Does the other party know that he is Japanese? That's it...
Can't figure it out.
real.
He had no idea who Zhang Yong was.
Definitely not a peer.
There is no trace of the temperament of his peers in Zhang Yong.
He's just a little gangster!
Shanghai Beach is full of such gangsters. Therefore, he was completely unguarded.
Who knew that the other party would actually catch him!
Well……
The back of my head hurts so much...
damn it!
How did the other party plot against me?
Is it made of bricks?
Obviously I didn’t see any weapons on the opponent’s body!
If Zhang Yong had a stick or something like that, he would have discovered it long ago. He is a professional spy!
result……
tragedy……
He was assassinated without any warning.
And now he's handcuffed again.
etc……
Handcuffs.
The other party actually had handcuffs.
Finished...
It was really like meeting a colleague.
"My name is Zhang Yong." Zhang Yong said with kind eyes, "I am that Zhang Yong."
"What?" The spy didn't seem to understand.
Zhang Yong suddenly looked bad.
Horse-crossed. You kid is pretending to be stupid, right?
I said my name is Zhang Yong! You haven't heard of it? You don't know me?
I also wanted to show off in front of Shi Bingdao, but failed...
depressed.
Failed to pretend...
It's so embarrassing to say.
Reach for the hammer.
"what you do?"
"what you do?"
The spy suddenly panicked.
Don't come here!
Don't come here!
Don't move that hammer, don't move...
"Confess honestly!"
"Otherwise, I'll smash all the bones in your body."
Zhang Yong said casually.
No threat. It is stating a fact.
If the other party doesn't confess, they will all be destroyed.
"you……"
"you……"
The spy was anxious and angry. Face flushed.
He wanted to resist.
He refused to give in.
But……
Watching Zhang Yong lift such a heavy hammer...
"Don't even think about it!"
The spy spit out two words.
He's going to be stubborn for a while.
He will never give in easily. Unless you really can't bear it...
Then……
Zhang Yong stuffed the spy's mouth with rags.
Then he was tied up with ropes. Tied up one after another. To prevent the rope from breaking.
Then……
Pressing his palms against the bench...
Then……
Lift up the hammer and smash it down...
Then……
The Japanese invader's body suddenly straightened up.
The whole person seemed like a crazy lion, as if it was about to break the ropes.
"Well……"
Let out a hysterical roar.
But the sound can only echo in the throat. Can't scream at all. Because the mouth is blocked.
His eyes were bigger than a bell. Bloodshot.
Shi Bingdao:...
sky!
This Zhang Yong!
Really smashed!
faint!
Hitting such a big hammer...
He didn't dare to look at it.
No wonder Zhang Yong wanted to tell him to turn around.
This cruel guy is so cruel...
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
Put the hammer back on the ground. Very heavy. A full thirty pounds.
Pure cast iron casting. hard. Rusty. I don't know if there are rust stains or blood stains on it.
Watch the time silently.
five minutes……
ten minutes……
Close your eyes and rest your mind.
It is estimated that the spy will take longer to calm down.
You can also hear the sounds of the Japanese spies struggling. The spy's feet almost dug two holes into the ground.
It hurts.
Definitely.
What we want is this simple and crude effect.
You don’t have to confess.
At most I waste a little effort...
finally……
Half an hour passed.
Zhang Yong opened his eyes and looked at the spy.
benign countenance.
Amiable.
"Does it hurt?"
"Do you want to come here a second time?"
The spy shook his head desperately.
In no mood.
Absolutely not!
I confess!
I confess!
"If you are willing to confess, just nod..."
The spy nodded desperately.
Zhang Yong then took out the rag from his mouth.
Huh?
Why is there blood on it?
Oh, it was gnashing of teeth. The gums were bitten to pieces.
It seems really painful.
"I said……"
"I said……"
The Japanese spy couldn't wait to cry out tremblingly.
This Zhang Yong is completely crazy! It started out as such a cruel routine.
Can't you just use a whip, pepper water, and tiger bench to get on with things in order? Finally use a soldering iron or something. Has anyone ever seen someone using a hammer directly?
Dizzy!
Is a hammer an instrument of torture? Yeah? Yeah?
The other party is really crazy...
Unfortunately, his palm was a bloody mess.
Zhang Yong let go of his hand.
"me……"
"name."
"Pig, Inoda Ichiro..."
"What?"
Zhang Yong said he heard it. But it seems I heard it wrong again.
Pig field? This name is interesting.
"Bamboo field. Bamboo of bamboo. Bamboo." The spy hurriedly defended.
Zhang Yong then nodded.
very good. This spy is easy to deal with.
He actually had to explain his name, so he definitely didn't want to commit suicide.
So I brought a stool and sat down.
Look at Shi Bingdao.
"Would you like to sit and listen?"
"Need not."
Shi Bingdao shook his head.
He is still more accustomed to standing.
Mainly because what happened just now was something he had not seen for a long time.
Zhang Yong knocked out anyone at random, dragged him in, and then he was a spy. Then the spy actually confessed.
It feels so metaphysical.
He needs a good shake. Then explain it scientifically.
He only believes in science and does not believe in gods and gods. He believed there must be a secret in it. Maybe Zhang Yong used a cover-up trick.
"Say it." Zhang Yong gestured to the Japanese spy.
"I..." the spy muttered. Don't know where to start.
The key is, I don’t know what Zhang Yong wants to hear.
What if I take the hammer again...
I really want to say, can you put the hammer further away? I look scared...
But in the end I didn’t dare to say it.
I feel it is so embarrassing to the Japanese Empire. How could he be afraid?
However, such a big hammer...
It should be made of pig iron. So big. Still octagonal.
It is estimated to be at least twenty or thirty pounds...
"Who did the radio station go to?" Zhang Yong asked.
"I don't know. I'm only responsible for delivering." The spy quickly answered.
"Send it to where?"
"Chunxiang Theater."
"where to put?"
"Put it in locker 33."
"A suitcase that big can be put in a locker?"
"It's okay. The lockers at Chunxiang Theater are very big. It won't be a problem even if one person is hidden in them."
"Then what?"
"Then you can go! Mission accomplished!"
"Do you know what's in the suitcase?"
"have no idea."
"You've seen it all now. There's a radio station."
"I really do not know."
"Then why don't you take the car?"
"Sit down! I just got off the bus."
"You got out of the car and walked this far?"
"I got on the wrong bus."
"Why did you get on the wrong bus? You just came to Shanghai?"
"yes……"
"When did you come? How long have you been here?"
"Last November. It's been two months."
"November……"
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that during the time he left Shanghai, the Japanese invaders added a lot of spies!
They should all be transferred from other places. Or maybe they were transferred from China. Therefore, they are not very familiar with Shanghai Beach.
I've only been here two months and it's normal to take the wrong bus. But he, a novice, can also carry a radio?
Oh, maybe Japanese people think radio is no big deal. Because they are never in short supply.
Only the red party would use the radio station as a treasure.
He values the radio station more than his own life.
That's fine. This unexpected radio station was given to Shi Bingdao. They should come in handy.
"Who is your boss? Who gave you the box?"
"Wei Boqiang. He asked me to deliver the goods. By the way, his Japanese name is Noya Tosaburo..."
"etc."
Zhang Yong heard a familiar name.
Kintaro Noya...
Noya Tosaburo...
They are all from the Nogu family! It is said that there were five brothers.
"Are you from the Huai Agency?"
"What?"
"Aren't you from the Huai Agency?"
"I don't know. What kind of mechanism?"
"It's okay. Just keep talking."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
It seems that this spy is indeed a newbie.
Otherwise, he would not have succeeded in plotting so easily before. Knocked out with one blow.
"What do you want to know?"
"Besides Noya Tosaburo, who else do you know?"
"I don't know. I was assigned to work for Notani Tozaburo. If there is a situation, report it to him. He has a task and leaves it to me to execute."
"What is this book for?"
Zhang Yong took over the book "Flowers in the Mirror".
The spy looked at it curiously. It seems to be the first time I've seen it.
"Have you never seen what's inside the box?"
"I haven't seen it. Mr. Noya said I couldn't open it. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the order. I would have to commit seppuku."
"Have you never been to China before?"
"came."
"when?"
"Two years ago."
"What are you doing here?"
"take an exam."
"What content?"
"Chinese words. Chinese customs. Wait."
"Assessment criteria?"
"If you live here for three months and don't show any flaws, you will pass."
"How many people are taking the assessment with you?"
"I don't know exactly. But there are more than 300 people."
"More than three hundred?"
"I heard the instructor scolding you, these three to four hundred people, are all useless! You are the worst class I have ever led!"
"oh……"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt a very familiar feeling.
This is a curse word, hehe...
So, here comes the question——
Worst ever. That means more than one session.
There are three to four hundred people in one session. If there are five sessions, there will be more than 1,500 people. If there were ten sessions...
It is inferred that those trained are all Japanese spies. Can speak Chinese fluently.
This number is quite a lot.
Turning to look at Shi Bingdao.
Shi Bingdao was also secretly shocked.
The Japanese spies are plotting, and the situation is worrying!
Zhang Yong suddenly said to the spy:
"you can go now."
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
