The masked man behind him made no move after finishing speaking, and Zhang Jingyao felt that the opportunity had come.
He was once an elite member of the Beiyang Army. Even after so many years, his method of killing has not been forgotten.
Zhang Jingyao threw away the tableware suddenly, stood up and looked back and took out a kitchen knife from his pocket. The masked man seemed stunned. Zhang Jingyao knew that as long as he controlled this man, he would survive.
The dim lights, sharp kitchen knives, ferocious and proud faces, music from the gramophone, and the hostages with different expressions in front of the long table formed a world-famous painting.
The masked man was right in front of him, only one step away. Zhang Jingyao stretched out his left hand to pull him over.
But the next moment, his arm was grabbed tightly by someone, and a huge force hit him, causing him to sit back in the chair.
"Who, who stopped me?"
Zhang Jingyao turned his head stiffly, in disbelief. It was his bodyguard and chief of staff who caught him. Don't they know that this is the only way to have a chance of survival? Why?
"Why, Zhao Tinggui!"
Zhang Jingyao stared at his blood-red eyes and looked at his chief of staff in disbelief. The chief of staff was looking at him with an upright face and holding his arms firmly with both hands.
Forget about the bodyguards, they are just subordinates who work hard.
But Zhao Tinggui is his good brother who has lived and died together for eight years. He and he have known each other since childhood. One has strength and the other has brains. He has overcome many difficulties and eliminated many enemies.
He had not treated him badly at all. The gold, silver, jewels, mansions and beauties were all missing from Zhao Tinggui. Even this time, he also begged Zhao Tinggui for a high official and generous salary from the Japanese.
Even if these things are fed to a dog, the dog will obey him. Doesn't Zhao Tinggui feel the slightest bit of heartache or the slightest bit of embarrassment when he treats himself like this?
Zhao Tinggui was not the least bit embarrassed: "Zhang Jingyao, you big traitor! Ever since I found out that you colluded with the Japanese to incite rebellion, I have been waiting for this day! God has the vision to let these heroes catch you, you bastard."
The masked man was very calm when Zhang Jingyao took out the kitchen knife because he believed in his men, but when he saw Zhao Tinggui's insincere performance, even he was shocked. This was different from his plan.
The masked man could only follow the trend: "Wait a minute, you say he is a traitor, do you have any evidence?"
Zhao Tinggui became more impassioned when he saw the masked man asking questions: "Hero, his name is Zhang Jingyao, the former governor of Hunan. The Japanese gave him 7 million yuan as funding. The check is now between him and the Japanese."
Hase Ryosuke on the side hates Zhao Tinggui so much for being such a bastard, you are robbing me of my life!
Things shouldn't be like this, I should confess, and then the other party would spare my life, and no one would know about the embezzlement of funds. Is it really okay for you to work so hard to betray your old officer?
Well, of course!
Zhao Tinggui was not a fool. When the masked man asked Zhang Jingyao, he found that the men in black had already put their hands on their guns. They were already prepared.
The bodyguard was also a smart man. He knew that it would be a dream to fight with dozens of guns with a small kitchen knife. If he didn't betray him on the spot, he would be buried with Zhang Jingyao.
The masked man signaled his men to search him, and the man in black quickly found 6 million bank checks from Zhang Jingyao, and even a letter of appointment given to him by the Japanese.
"Commander-in-Chief of the Second Group Army of Pingjin in North China, haha, what a big official, Mr. Zhang Jingyao." The masked man patted Zhang Jingyao's face with his hand.
Zhang Jingyao's face was ashen and he said nothing. At this point, it was useless to say anything.
Sure enough, the masked man said angrily: "Tie him up for me, and then kill him to sacrifice to heaven." Then he looked at the flattering Zhao Tinggui: "As for you, what is your name and what do you do."
"His name is Zhao Tinggui, and he is my chief of staff. It was he who suggested that I contact the Kwantung Army Chief of Staff Seishiro Itagaki that I colluded with the Japanese in an attempt to make a comeback." Zhang Jingyao suddenly interjected, let's die together.
Zhao Tinggui said anxiously: "Hero, he is spitting blood, but I am in Cao's camp and my heart is with Han."
The masked man waved his hand: "Tie them all up, dog bites dog and no one is good."
"Hahaha, Zhao Tinggui, I'm waiting for you on Huangquan Road." Zhang Jingyao brushed his presence again, laughed wildly and was pulled down by the man in black.
"I have made great contributions to the Party and the country, and I have shed blood for the Party and the country. You can't kill me. I have my own reasons." Zhao Tinggui struggled, and then was knocked unconscious by the butt of a gun from the man in black.
The hostages were silent, and it looked like two more people were going to die.
As the night progressed, the men in black took out bedding from the room so that the hostages could sleep without their clothes on, and even provided mattresses for women and children.
After a day of fear, the hostages quickly fell asleep, and the men in black also took turns to rest. The masked man stood by the window, looking outside.
"Brother, do you think they will attack at night?" A man in black walked up to the masked man and asked.
"Yijun, go and have a rest. I just stood and looked at the night. They might have attacked regardless of the hostages before, but the news has spread, and they will never do that." The masked man picked up a piece of broken glass and pointed it at the moon , as if trying to see something through the glass.
The man in black is He Yijun, and the masked man is naturally Zuo Zhong. Now that Zhang Jingyao has been calmly controlled, no one would have thought that the target of these crazy robbers is him.
He Yijun asked him: "Brother Zuo, the news has probably spread now. If we kill Zhang Jingyao tomorrow, can we retreat?"
Zuo Zhong found a place to sit down: "Don't worry, this drama has just begun. The longer we persist here, the greater the sensation it will cause. Go to bed quickly, we will stay here for a long time this time."
He Yijun suddenly blushed: "Brother Zuo, why did you suddenly want to dance with me this afternoon? I was so frightened at that time that I was so confused that I almost lost face."
Zuo Zhong tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I promised you, and don't you think there is a different kind of beauty in dancing in such a scene? Violence and art, destruction and order."
Why villains like to dance at the scene of crime may be because of this dramatic contradiction and conflict, which makes people fascinated. Zuo Zhong feels that he is connected with many great predecessors.
"Mr. Chief, can we find a quiet place to talk." At this time, Hase Ryosuke sneaked over and whispered.
He Yijun was stunned, not knowing what the Japanese spy wanted to do. She looked at Zuo Zhong, who motioned her not to speak, and she and Hase Ryosuke walked into a small room.
As soon as he entered the room, Hase Ryosuke said: "Mr. Chief, I think we can cooperate, as long as you can guarantee my life safety."
Zuo Shige had expected this. First of all, Hase Ryosuke carried a check of 1 million with him. This situation was very abnormal.
The money nominally belongs to Zhang Jingyao. If it is for supervision of funds, Hase Ryosuke should get most of it and Zhang Jingyao should get a small part, but the reality is exactly the opposite.
There is only one explanation for this. Zhang Jingyao and Hase Ryosuke conspired to embezzle funds. This 1 million is the hush money for Hase Ryosuke. This Japanese has something fishy.
Zuo Zhong probed: "There is still the safety of that one million, right? No problem, as long as Mr. Hase can show your value, you can definitely get more."
"More?"
"Yes!"
"Two million?"
"Be bolder and don't be restrained."
Hase Ryosuke swallowed his saliva. Two million was already a very large sum. With this money, he could retire immediately and live a peaceful life in any country.
Zuo Zhong didn't care about the money. Although he only had a monthly salary of 40 yuan, if he could make a breakthrough at the top of the Japanese intelligence agency, even 70 million would be worth it.
After thinking for a while, Ryosuke Hase gritted his teeth and said, "3 million. As long as you give me 3 million, I can tell you all the information I know. Even if I can't get in touch, I can still find a way."
Zuo Zhong smiled and patted his shoulder: "Relax my friend, it's only 3 million. Are you not as good as that old guy Zhang Jingyao?"
When Hase Ryosuke heard this, his conscience felt a little better. Yes, even though he betrayed the empire, even Zhang Jingyao could get 7 million in funding, why couldn't he.
"But 3 million is not free. I will guarantee you 3 million for ten years. During these ten years, you will serve me. After ten years, we will have nothing to do with each other." Zuo Zhongtu saw this and said what he said conditions of.
Hase Ryosuke was anxious. In ten years, there were several decades in his life, he had 3 million and was still a super high school section chief. Why not become a farmer or a large factory owner?
"We are responsible for clearing up the matter. We will announce to the public that 7 million has been taken away by us. At the same time, if there is high-level intelligence in the past ten years, I will pay you additionally." Zuo Zhong continued to add more money.
Ryosuke Hase was conflicted. Remuneration of 3 million and more was very attractive, but if the empire found out, Ryosuke Hase and his whole family would be liquidated to the ground.
Suddenly he thought of a question, what does the other party need information for?
"You are not the Republican Army, you are the Chinese intelligence agency!" Hase Ryosuke's eyes widened.
Zuo Zhong took off his mask, revealing his white teeth: "Congratulations, you guessed it right. Now if you want money, it's it." After saying that, he took out a bullet.
Hase Ryosuke hesitated for a second: "I want money. I can cooperate with you, but my safety must be guaranteed."
Since it is a Chinese intelligence agency, there is no problem. As a high-level intelligence source like him, the other party will not give up easily, so he will be safe.
As for His Majesty the Emperor, haha, if His Majesty the Emperor gives him Ryosuke Hase 3 million, he can still be loyal and unyielding, but is it possible? If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth.
Zuo Zhong smiled: "Very well, Mr. Changgu, from today on we are a family. Come, write your confession on this piece of paper and put your fingerprints on it."
Ryosuke Hase:..........
