Zhang Liao knows one thing very well:
The Japanese are beginning to doubt themselves!
What "Griffin"?
How could I possibly know that?
He is just an inquisitor.
How could I participate in a latent plan?
However, Takeshi Okamura just asked himself who the "Gryphon" was!
This time, he failed to catch Meng Shaoyuan, and he also had a certain responsibility.
Will the Japanese suspect that they are a traitor sent by Meng Shaoyuan?
How can there be such a traitor!
run!
Once the Japanese have this kind of suspicion, they are finished.
Why bother?
Zhang Liao smiled bitterly.
He rebelled simply because he was afraid that he would be treated the same miserably as the prisoners he had interrogated.
He wanted to take a large sum of money and remain anonymous forever.
But what is the result now?
Not a single point of bounty was obtained.
Moreover, the Japanese began to doubt themselves, and those tortures were likely to fall on them.
Why bother?
What the hell is this all about?
Now he not only has to deal with the Japanese, but also faces revenge from Meng Shaoyuan!
After going around and around, not only did I get nothing, but I also got the reputation of being a "traitor"!
You are a fucking idiot!
…
“The breakfast in front is famous.”
The two Japanese who followed him said nothing.
The task they received was to follow Zhang Liao wherever he went.
Never leave!
So far, Zhang Liao still has limited freedom.
He can move around the temporary headquarters of the Military Police on Wallanden Road.
Every morning, after breakfast, I report on time at 8 o'clock.
Okamura Takeshi is not afraid that he will run away.
If he is a traitor, then his mission is not yet complete.
If he is not a traitor, then where can he go?
"Go to the hut, I was so hungry yesterday."
The two Japanese also followed him to the toilet.
Zhang Liao poured a drink of water heartily.
But the moment he turned around, a piece of steel wire quickly rubbed into a Japanese man's throat.
Then, he quickly grabbed the throat of the other Rite.
He said nothing and held tightly.
He watched with his own eyes as Rite struggled desperately in his hands, and then his eyes gradually bulged.
In the end, the day was motionless.
Zhang Liao took off Rite's clothes with one hand and then let go.
He didn't care about the two corpses lying on the ground at all, but changed into each other's clothes.
He walked out calmly, looked both ways, and then left here calmly.
…
One thing Zhang Liao knew best was that the Japanese would soon find themselves escaping.
He didn't panic.
When they were at the Taihu training base, their teachers had taught them how to deal with similar critical situations.
He stripped the beggar's corpse of its clothes.
It was dirty, worn out and had a bad smell.
However, Zhang Liao didn't care at all.
As long as he can survive, he doesn't care about anything.
He took off his clothes, grabbed the dirt from the ground, and wiped it on his face, body, and feet.
When he looked filthy, he was satisfied and put on the beggar's clothes.
Then, he carefully hid the beggar's body.
After taking the beggar's dog beating stick and broken bowl, Zhang Liao now felt that he was a real beggar.
…
The Japanese were checking them one by one.
No Chinese can escape.
Especially those who are well-dressed, the search is even stricter.
"stop!"
A Japanese soldier stopped Zhang Liao.
Zhang Liao stood trembling all over.
It was like he was terrified.
The Japanese army obviously disliked this strangeness. They suddenly picked up their guns and used their bayonets to remove the hemp rope tied around the waist of Zhang Liao's tattered clothes.
Zhang Liao sat down on the ground.
Then, everyone around him saw a stream of liquid flowing out of his trousers.
He was so frightened that he became incontinent.
Several Japanese soldiers laughed "haha" as if they were looking at clowns.
"roll!"
The Japanese soldier laughed and kicked him hard.
Zhang Liao crawled away.
In order to become incontinent, he drank a lot of water and held it there all the time!
…
"Master, please do it."
Zhang Liao stopped a man wearing a long gown in an alley.
"roll!"
The man didn't even bother to look at the beggar.
However, suddenly, a hand strangled his neck tightly.
This man died inexplicably.
His gown was changed to Zhang Liao's!
…
Zhang Liao has forgotten how many people he killed and how many clothes he changed.
He must eliminate all traces of himself.
Let the Japanese who want to arrest you slowly investigate and eliminate clues.
At this time, Zhang Liao was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket.
He is just an ordinary person in Shanghai.
about there.
He has been hiding for two full days.
He constantly changes his identity and leaves false clues to induce those who are trying to arrest him to make wrong judgments.
All the skills at Taihu Training Base have been put to use!
…
"Really ran away?"
"Yes, he also killed two of us! Now, we can confirm that he is a traitor."
"He is not!"
"no!"
"We were fooled again."
Hanbara Koichi smiled bitterly: "If he is really a traitor, his mission has just begun, and he will not escape."
"What if he is worried that he will be exposed?"
"You don't know the determination of these military lurkers." Hahara Guangyi's eyes were dull: "These people are all carefully selected by Meng Shaoyuan. Their tough characters are completely unimaginable, just like... Tian Qi!
I could not have imagined, I really could not have imagined that Meng Shaoyuan had already thought up a revenge plan when he was on the run, and he still used our hands to take revenge. What is this man's brain made of? "
…
it's dark.
Zhang Liao walked into the alley with steady steps.
nobody.
All fell asleep.
He first went to the back of the house and checked the windows on the first floor. There were no traces left by him.
I looked up and saw nothing unusual on the second floor.
He came to the door and examined it carefully.
The traces he left behind have not been touched.
No one has come in.
He carefully opened the lock and went in. Instead of closing the door in a hurry, he coughed lightly.
He waited there for a while, but there was no reaction.
He then closed the door.
He took out his lighter, lit it, and looked at the objects on the first floor.
All where they should be.
Zhang Liao finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was safe!
Even by myself, it would be difficult to get to the second floor.
He picked up a candle, lit it, and then carefully climbed up to the second floor.
But when he reached the second floor, a gun was pointed at him.
Zhang Liao trembled.
Then, he heard an extremely familiar voice, but it was also the voice he feared the most in the world:
"You know, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"
