"Oh? It turns out you are an acquaintance of Section Chief Zhao. Then I will really entertain you." Zuo Zhongpi pointed at Liao Ya with a smile.
Song Minghao smiled bitterly and said to himself, Miss Liao, Miss Liao, you really can't help but pick up any pot.
After Liao Ya finished speaking, she saw Zuo Zhong's expression and felt bad: "What are you going to do? Section Chief Zhao told me. Your secret service is here to catch spies, and I am not."
When Zuo Zhong heard this, he was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear: "Are you sure?"
Liao Ya didn't know what he meant, so she could only nod: "OK."
"Okay, Chunyang, take note of it carefully. Miss Liao, please answer why your parents and school can't be contacted." Zuo Zhong walked up to her and stared into her eyes.
Liao Ya swallowed, avoided Zuo Zhong's eyes, and explained reluctantly: "My parents are businessmen in Peiping, and they went to Nanyang to do business a few years ago. When I was a child, my father invited my husband to come to my home to study. As for the middle school, it was because of the business Unkindness has long been closed.”
"It just so happens that my parents are traveling far away and the school is closed. I'm sorry, Miss Liao, but it seems you will have to stay here for a while. You will not be free until we verify the situation from Nanyang."
Zuo Zhong didn't ask why her neighbors were gone. He could think of Liao Ya's answer, which was nothing more than how do I know about other people's affairs?
Liao Ya was unconvinced: "Sir, you can't arrest me just because the school is closed. I'm really innocent."
Zuo Zhong sighed, walked to the stove, and picked up the tongs: "Miss Liao, do you know? I really want to help you. You are so beautiful, so young, and have a bright future. Why don't you understand Cherish it.”
There was a hint of sadness in the regret, and everyone thought that he would continue to persuade Liao Ya with sincerity, which made Song Minghao, who cherished the beauty and cherish the beauty, breathe a sigh of relief.
But the next second, Zuo Zhong grabbed Liao Ya's hair, pulled her to the stove, put the poker close to her face, and roared: "I gave you a chance, but you don't use it!" Zuo Zhong's eyes were red, like It's like crazy.
Not to mention Liao Ya, even Song Minghao and Wu Chunyang didn't expect that they would start to become perverted just as they said it, and they would use torture. Why are you doing so many dramas?
The red fire tongs moved around Liao Ya's face. Liao Ya's hair was bent due to the high temperature, emitting bursts of stench. Zuo Zhong seemed not to smell it and continued to torture her.
Liao Ya struggled wildly and slapped Zuo Zhong with her hands and feet. Unfortunately, her strength was too weak and had no effect. She cried desperately: "Let me go. What I said is true. Please, let me go."
It really made the listener sad and the listener weeping. The other three suspects could all hear it, some were trembling with fear, and some were expressionless.
At this time, Zuo Zhong suddenly let go of Liao Ya, looked down and smiled happily: "Miss Liao, no, Miss Spy, we should get to know each other again, hello." After speaking, he extended his palm.
This was so baffling. First the execution was carried out suddenly, and then Liao Ya was determined to be a spy without any evidence. Song Minghao felt that Zuo Zhong was overworked and confused.
Seeing that Liao Ya didn't want to shake hands, Zuo Zhong retracted his hand regretfully: "You know, you performed very well, but it's a pity that there are still flaws. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be sure."
"I don't understand what you are talking about. I am really innocent. I can give you money, okay." Liao Ya sat on the ground and begged, no longer as sharp as before.
"Minghao, Chunyang, if you were tortured, what would you do the moment before others took action?" Zuo Zhong turned around and asked, looking very curious.
Before the two people could answer, Zuo Zhong answered by himself: "Resist? No, this will only expose yourself. Self-suggestion? It's possible. After all, we have been professionally trained and know how to resist for a longer period of time."
As he spoke, Zuo Zhong smiled: "But do you know what Miss Liao Yaliao did just now?"
Song Minghao and Wu Chunyang couldn't keep up with the rhythm. They could only shake their heads stupidly. They really didn't pay attention before.
"Haha, Miss Liao actually hid." Zuo Chong seemed to have made some important discovery.
Song Minghao and Song Minghao didn't know what to say. How could they not hide when being beaten? Those who don't hide are fools.
However, Liao Ya on the side was slightly moved, and her heart suddenly sank.
"Look, you see, Miss Liao is scared." Zuo Zhong pointed at Liao Ya excitedly and said, "She is hiding, but do you know, the angle of her hiding is just right so that her beautiful little face can be minimally harmed. , and more than once."
Liao Ya covered her chest: "I'm really not a spy, and I don't know the angle."
"Come on, please excuse me." Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand and lay on the chair, as if asking you to continue the performance.
Liao Ya cried loudly on the ground without giving up, with mud, tears and snot all over her body. Wu Chunyang was a little nauseous at the sight, and suddenly he understood what a pink skull meant.
"Have you cried enough? We are all peers. You should know that as long as I have doubts, I can confirm it. I think in addition to stealing information, you should also develop moles.
It is inconvenient for you to exchange information outside. Nursing homes are the safest places, but nursing homes have records. You want me to compare who's frequency of stays has changed the most before and after you came here. Will there be any gains? "
Zuo Zhong saw the woman rolling around and was too lazy to waste any more time, so he directly revealed his trump card.
The crying stopped suddenly, and Liao Ya, who had been desperate before, suddenly became quiet. She knew that Zuo Zhong was right.
When a person passes by, he leaves his name, and when a flying goose passes by, he leaves his voice. If the state machine wants to investigate, it will always find something, and there is no point in pretending.
Liao Ya looked up at Zuo Zhong, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe the stains on his face, his slow and elegant look was very elegant.
Zuo Zhong didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
After wiping the stain, Liao Ya got down on her knees, her buttocks pressed against her feet, her fingertips intertwined and she bowed to the left: "Kyoko Hirata, please take care of me."
How did he say this and why did he kneel down? Song Minghao was a little at a loss and didn't know what tricks this female spy was playing.
"Old Song, Miss Jingzi is giving me the highest salute. Do you know what the highest salute is? It is used to show great respect to people and to admit mistakes. Japanese women think this can make themselves look more protective to men. .”
Song Minghao's eyes were bright, he had really learned something.
After Zuo Zhong finished teaching him, he snorted: "Miss Jingzi, are you respecting me, or are you admitting your mistake and apologizing?"
"I didn't expect sir to understand Yamato culture so well. A wise man like sir is naturally respected by Kyoko. Kyoko also wants to apologize for the rudeness before." Kyoko Hirata can speak softly and waxy.
Licking, just lick it hard. Zuo Zhong naturally looked down upon this woman's behavior, but Song Minghao and Wu Chunyang's faces seemed to be a little red, it was so embarrassing.
After Hirata Kyoko found out, she just smiled sweetly, and then looked at Zuo Zhong with admiring eyes: "I don't know what your name is, sir?"
"Miss Jingzi, do you want the wrong to be punished and the debt to be the owner? Okay, my name is Gui Youguang. I wonder if Miss Jingzi can help me solve my two doubts." Zuo Zhong blurted out.
"Mr. Gui, please ask. Kyoko is willing to answer it for you." Kyoko Hirata seemed to have given up resistance and seemed to be very talkative.
"First, how did the jewelry get lost? Second, who killed the cook." Zuo Zhong got straight to the point.
Hirata Kyoko seemed to have thought of something regrettable, and sighed: "The stupid cook stole the jewelry. He stole the jewelry behind me. My plan was perfect. As for the death of the cook, please believe me, Mr. Gui. I I haven’t had time to take action yet.”
Zuo Zhong nodded unexpectedly: "I believe you. I have to say that as long as you Japanese are caught doing something, you still dare to tell the truth. In this regard, you are better than a stick."
After hearing this, Kyoko Hirata covered her mouth and smiled, and glanced at Zuo Zhong with a coquettish look: "Mr. Gui, thank you for your trust."
Zuo Zhong also stood up with a smile: "I hope the craftsmanship of my secret service can satisfy you, Miss Jingzi. Of course, if you are willing to tell me your mole list and online, I can guarantee your safety."
Hirata Kyoko was not afraid when she heard this, and said seriously: "Mr. Gui, do you think the National Government is doing a good job? Do you think it is normal for your country to have concessions?"
Is this brainwashing? Zuo Zhong was a little curious about what she was going to say, so he sat down again.
“After the industrial revolution, white people have continued to oppress the Asian people, ceding our land, stealing our minerals, and enslaving our people. The Asian people all hate it, but it is a pity that the white people have strong ships and powerful guns.
I think Mr. Gui, you also have deep feelings about the concession, right? I think that since the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese Empire has prospered and even white people dare not look down upon it. But His Majesty the Emperor once said that only when East Asia is revived can we, the yellow race, truly stand in the world.
We are friendly and look forward to building East Asian civilization together with your people. Mr. Gui, and the two next to you, talents like you are exactly what our Empire of Japan needs. "
Kyoko Hirata talked a lot, and Zuo Zhong heard one thing, the prototype of the bullshit xxx co-prosperity circle.
He was too lazy to talk to her at first, but somehow, thinking of He Yijun, Zuo Zhong decided to chat with her.
"Miss Jingzi, I understand what you said. But I want to ask you, have the people of the three eastern provinces offended you, have the people of Lushun offended you, why are you killing people and setting fires? Didn't you say you want to help our country? .
Also, Ryukyu is yours, and Ryukyu is yours, and the three eastern provinces are yours.
Then I don’t understand. You do the same things that white people do, and you even do more than them. Why is it just for our own good? "
Murderous and heart-wrenching, Zuo Zhong continued: "Miss Jingzi was born in a poor family, right? Don't deny it, how could a young lady from a real aristocratic family come out to sell meat? Even if they were all brainwashed by the bullshit emperor, it would not be their turn to do such a thing.
I want to ask you, you have occupied so much land and so many resources, but are the people's lives better? Have you had enough? What happened to your rice commotion in the seventh year of the Republic of China? "
Kyoko Hirata said nothing, and her face became increasingly uglier. It was not that she had woken up, but that she was angry that her lie had been exposed. Anger, not shame, little Japan has no shame.
Zuo Zhong concluded: "Minghao, Chunyang, little Japan is a complete invasion machine from the beginning to the end. The fuel is the flesh and blood of the Chinese people. The added raw materials are land, resources, and wealth. Who will enjoy the results in the end?" The Emperor of Little Japan and..."
"Ding dong, random sign-in reward system space, please check."
After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, a sudden sound made Zuo Zhong startled.
