Zuo Chong returned to his office, and He Yijun brought a cup of tea: "Brother Zuo, you have captured two more Japanese spies. Are you in danger?"
She just saw through the window that Corey's people were back. The agents were armed with live ammunition, which was very scary.
Zuo Zhong took it and took a sip: "It went very well, nothing happened. One of them even participated in the shooting that day, which was regarded as revenge for that kid Wu Chunyang."
He Yijun couldn't help but be afraid when he thought about what happened that day: "Brother Zuo, you have to pay attention to your safety. The Japanese conspiracy didn't succeed last time. Will they send someone to assassinate you again?"
The Japanese have lost so many men, so they shouldn't take action easily again, but the Japanese are very smart. Who knows if they will be ruthless and send people again. Zuo Zhong felt that he should remind everyone.
But before Zuo Zhong could speak, Gu Qi knocked on the door and walked in: "Section Chief, Zhang Yuan and Li Shudong are already in the interrogation room. Should we start the interrogation now, or should we take a break?"
"What's the point of taking a break? I just want to refresh myself with these two spies. Let's interrogate Zhang Yuan first. I have a hunch that we will have an unexpected surprise at his place." Zuo Zhong felt that Zhang Yuan's identity was probably that of a homing pigeon.
After Hirata Kyoko was captured, she was beaten to death without explaining how the information was delivered, and there was nothing suspicious about most of her whereabouts. Zhang Yuan might be able to get the answer.
In the interrogation room, Zhang Yuan was wearing handcuffs and shackles, sitting on a wooden interrogation chair, with two big and round spies standing behind him to prevent him from harming himself or committing suicide.
Zuo Zhong sat down in the chief interrogator's seat with a smile on his face, while Gu Qi was responsible for taking notes. Gui Youguang stood next to the torture device, looking at Zhang Yuan with bright eyes, ready to execute him if he disagreed.
The torture instruments here are much more complete than those in the sanatorium. There are not only old-fashioned torture instruments, but also some high technologies. Even the chair under Zhang Yuan is a new thing, a new technology from the United States - the electric chair.
Zuo Zhong looked at the calm Zhang Yuan, then looked at the information in his hand, and understood that this man was a senior spy. It was difficult to get him to speak. He had to find another way and not give other spies time to react.
The information in his hand showed that Zhang Yuan had opened a shop in Jinling for seven years, during which he only "returned to his hometown" once to visit relatives. Neighbors said that Zhang Yuan was very economical and basically spent no money except for necessary expenses.
Sometimes his neighbors would laugh at him for being stingy, but he would just laugh it off without any explanation. Zuo Zhong looked at the old leather shoes on his feet and the old-fashioned clothes on his body, and made some plans in his mind.
Zuo Zhong did not go straight to the topic, but talked about family matters very familiarly: "Mr. Zhang, judging from your age, you should be older and younger. How old is the child?" After speaking, he lit a cigarette for Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan took the cigarette but didn't smoke or answer. He just watched the cigarette slowly burn out and looked like he was going to fight to the end. Gui Youguang asked for permission to start the torture.
Zuo Zhong waved his hand to indicate no, fishing, you have to enjoy the waiting process, what's the point if they are all cowards like Li Shudong.
Zuo Zhong turned to Gu Qi and said: "Old Gu, do you know that men are the backbone of Japanese families, and women generally don't work. If the man's salary is enough, it's fine, but once the man is lost, life will be unsustainable. "
Gu Qi is also a wonderful person and asked in cooperation: "Can't women go out to work? What if there is no job? You can't remarry."
Zuo Zhong looked at Zhang Yuan sympathetically: "The world financial crisis in the 18th year of the Republic of China made Japan's domestic economy very poor. It is difficult for Japanese women to find jobs, unless they do half-open jobs."
Gu Qi smiled and then focused on Zhang Yuan, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and forced himself not to listen to Zuo Zhong's words. After staying in China for so long, he certainly knew what it meant to leave the door ajar.
He hypnotized himself over and over again, as long as he didn't speak and as long as he was still valuable, the Chinese would not kill him easily.
Zuo Zhong looked at the veins on Zhang Yuan's head and smiled secretly in his heart: "According to us Chinese terms, Mr. Zhang, you are already at a mature age. Do you really believe in the so-called loyalty to the emperor?"
Of course Zhang Yuan didn't believe it. After experiencing so many people and things, he knew that only the chaebol and the royal family benefited. What did it have to do with him, a little spy? He didn't speak just to go home alive.
There are also strict regulations of the Special High School. Once you betray the empire, your family will be subject to the harshest sanctions, without any room for negotiation.
Gu Qi understood. Zuo Zhong was not going to tame the other party directly, but wanted to persuade the other party, but was it possible? He had heard about Hirata Kyoko's stubbornness, and all kinds of torture did not make her say a word.
Seeing that Zhang Yuan was unwilling to discuss this issue, Zuo Chong was not in a hurry, so he changed the question to a less sensitive one.
"Mr. Zhang, I once told someone that there are only three conditions for doing things in today's world. The first is money, the second is money, and the third is money. What do you think?"
The Chinese agent in front of him talked about money. Did he want to bribe him? Zhang Yuan wanted to laugh a little. He was not a Chinese who was greedy for money. He thought he still had some patriotic feelings.
However, he wanted to see what price the Chinese could offer so that he could know his own value, so he pretended to hesitate and finally spoke.
"Yes, I think there is no one who doesn't love money."
Zuo Zhong smiled and clapped his hands: "Very good, Mr. Zhang and I have reached the first consensus."
Then without waiting for Zhang Yuan to speak, he added: "But banknotes are just some paper, and only land and gold bars are real wealth. Mr. Zhang, do you think you are right?"
Zhang Yuan was full of doubts: "Sir, what do you mean by this? Do you want to give me the land in Jinling?"
When it comes to Zhang Yuan, he actually no longer wants to communicate. After being in China for such a long time, he clearly knows the country's poverty and weakness. Even if he is given 100,000 acres of land, what's the use? The imperial army will always occupy this place.
Zuo Zhong crossed his hands and said, "No, I'm talking about those "free" countries, an extremely huge land that you can't walk to the end of in a day. There are no landlords, no nobles, and no one can take it away. it."
Gu Qi keenly discovered that when Zuo Zhong said this, Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. This Japanese was actually tempted!
Zuo Zhong was like a snake in the Garden of Eden: "Mr. Zhang, if, I mean, if you have a chance, you have a piece of land that belongs entirely to you, would you be willing to live happily there with your family?"
Zhang Yuan said without hesitation: "Yes."
How could you not want to? In Japan, where there is less land and more people, it is the dream of many people to own a piece of land of their own. Unfortunately, the truly fertile land belongs to the emperor and the plutocrats, and civilians can only dream about it.
Zuo Zhong applauded softly: "I have always felt that for an adult, it takes courage to refuse, but it takes even more courage to accept. If you want to live a better life for your family and are willing to accept what you resist, that is the real thing. warrior."
Zhang Yuan's heart was filled with torment. He was not like those young people in their teens and 20s who were brainwashed by a few passionate slogans and finally received a postcard worth a few cents.
Oh, by the way, people like him don’t even have postcards.
"Mr. Zhang, what do you think of New Zealand? It is an island country with a pleasant climate, a very beautiful scenery, and the land is very fertile. Do children like small animals? The kiwis there are very cute. I believe they will also like it there. ." Zuo Zhong was like a kind uncle.
Family and country, land and honor, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that he was not as patriotic as he imagined. He even couldn't wait to hear the price tag of the Chinese, and fantasized about the land that belonged to him.
After thinking for a long time and considering the current situation, Zhang Yuan felt that he needed to make a decision, and he also had a trump card that the Chinese were absolutely willing to pay a high price to buy.
He gave up resistance: "If I am willing to confess, what can you give me, and you must take my family out of Japan. I have a very, very important piece of information."
"Are Mr. Zhang satisfied with land, money and freedom?" Zuo Zhong looked like he was thinking about him: "We will pick up your family immediately through diplomatic channels. As for the important information you mentioned, we will wait until Mr. Zhang and his family board the trip. It’s safe to hand over the free ship again, isn’t it?”
"I said."
Zhang Yuan completely gave up. He is also a smart man. The only one who can save him now is himself. He wants to take his family and leave Japan to live a prosperous life, but he does not want to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.
"Your name, code name, department, tasks, online and offline."
"Nagano Soichi, codenamed Snail, is affiliated with the Special High School Class. There are three groups that contact me, Kyoko Hirata, Li Shudong, and a special group. The way it works is that they contact me through a dead mailbox, and I contact the Special High School Class through the radio."
As expected, it was a homing pigeon. Zuo Zhong asked again: "Where is your code book, and do you know the situation of those intelligence teams? Mr. Zhang, what you are talking about now can be directly related to the lives of you and your family."
Nagano Soichi said everything without hesitation:
"The codebook is the 1929 edition of "Kangxi Dictionary" by Zhonghua Book Company. According to the requirements of the special higher education course, I do not have to participate in any operations, and I am not allowed to actively contact other intelligence teams. However, this is difficult to do because a lot of intelligence is time-sensitive. of.
Sometimes, for the sake of efficiency, the heads of other intelligence teams would meet with me and pass on information directly. After such a long period of cooperation, I knew their cover identities very well. "
Zuo Zhong couldn't believe that the magical extra-high-level courses that were rumored in history were no big deal now. They actually turned the intelligence network into a network.
Although there are objective reasons of this kind, the risk of doing so is too great. Just like today, if Nagano Soichi is caught, as long as he opens his mouth, the entire intelligence network will be destroyed.
Zuo Zhong wanted to verify some situations: "What happened to Li Shudong? Is he also Japanese?"
Nagano Soichi answered happily: "Li Shudong is Chinese, codenamed Wasp. He was trained in Northeast China. He has a Wasp team under him, all Chinese."
The duck that reached its mouth could not fly, so Zuo Zhong turned to ask other questions: "Why did the Special High School kill the witness? Don't tell me it was to exonerate Hirata Kyoko. We are all in the same league. You know this is impossible."
Nagano Soichi hesitated: "No, but this matter is related to the important information I mentioned." Then he said no more.
Zuo Zhong understood his concerns. If he wanted to get him to cooperate, he had to give him a sense of security, so he didn't ask any more questions.
In addition to the life-saving trump card, Nagano Satoshi then sold out all the old colleagues he knew. In addition to Hirata Kyoko and Li Shudong's Wasp Group, he also knew a sulfuric acid group.
