The Secret Service was brightly lit, and the Intelligence Section pulled back more than a dozen corpses one after another. One of them was still alive. The secret agents from each department were pretending to be busy. No matter what, they had to help out.
Zuo Zhong asked Gu Qi to take Xiao Qingmin to the interrogation room, and he ran to Dai Chunfeng's office to report the progress of the case. The case had been dragging on for too long since he was ambushed by the Japanese.
When he met Dai Chunfeng, he told him about Bai Wenzhi, Zhu Jisheng, the mysterious woman, the scene restoration and the tracking of Jiang Jincai. By the way, he informed Chang Gu of the news he had obtained from Shenyang.
Dai Chunfeng looked serious after hearing this: "The Japanese are really lawless. They deployed such an intelligence team in Jinling and secretly hid so many weapons. What on earth are they going to do?"
Zuo Zhong shook his head: "This will only be known after an interrogation, but the student thinks it should be related to the chairman's return to Jinling. After all, it's such a coincidence. It's really scary to think about it.
With the range of their grenades and professional grenades, they can easily attack unarmored targets such as cars by hiding outside the warning circle, but the guards will not have time to react. "
"frenzied!"
"Unscrupulous!"
Dai Chunfeng cursed twice after hearing this. If Zuo Zhong hadn't handled it properly and responded in time, he might have been in danger. He planned to accompany the Chairman into the city and review it.
If he were to be bombarded by the Japanese, the Chairman would have his own bodyguards to protect him, but those hard-headed guards wouldn't care about him as the head of the secret service, so wouldn't he have to physically block the bullets?
He gritted his teeth and said: "Pry open that woman's mouth, and you must expose her going in and out of Aurous Hill as if she were in an uninhabited land, and her shocking conspiracy to assassinate the chairman of the committee.
The City Defense Headquarters are just a bunch of losers. This time they brought the grenade in. What if it is a mountain artillery next time? Do they have to push the howitzer to the gate of the National Government so that they can discover it? "
Zuo Zhong really wanted to say something, not only howitzers, but also someone might plant a red flag on the forehead of the National Government in the future, but considering that Lao Dai's heart couldn't bear it, let's forget it.
He assured Dai Chunfeng: "The students will start the interrogation work immediately. However, that woman is a tough person. I'm afraid it will take some time, but it is only a matter of time. She won't be able to bear it."
This is true. Female intelligence officers can tolerate pain better than male intelligence officers, and their psychological tolerance is weaker. Interrogation is precisely about finding and attacking weaknesses.
"kindness."
Dai Chunfeng believed in Zuo Zhong, and immediately asked him a question: "Shen Zhong, do you think our Secret Service should also buy two planes? Such tracking will indeed save time and effort, and will not be easily discovered."
After hearing what Zuo Zhong said about aircraft tracking, he felt that it was not worthwhile to deal with the poor guys in the Air Force every time. He might as well buy two of them and use them whenever he wanted. The Secret Service had nothing but money.
"this..."
Listening to Dai Chunfeng's wealthy words, Zuo Zhong hesitated: "Teacher, the purchase cost of two aircraft is about 600,000, plus daily maintenance and pilot fees, one million is enough."
"Okay, Shen Zhi, the teacher has some official business to deal with, so I won't keep you any longer." Dai Chunfeng sat at his desk in an instant and opened the file, obviously frightened by the one million.
"Yes, the students have gone to work."
Zuo Zhong was a little dumbfounded. It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. The main reason is that Lao Dai and you are in conflict with the plane. Before the Sino-Japanese war is over, you must not fall down, no, hit the mountain.
After returning from Teacher Bianyi's office, Zuo Zhong called Gu Qi and Song Minghao. The intelligence department was now depleted, and the only two people who could lead the team were the two. Naturally, they had to bear more of the work.
Zuo Zhong asked the two of them to sit down and said: "Keli's work has two focuses. Lao Song and I are responsible for the interrogation work. Lao Gu, please work hard to check the situation of the dead Japanese spies.
After all, you are the deputy section chief. When it comes to negotiating with other agencies, you have an advantage over Lao Song. You must find out the identities, backgrounds and residences of these people to see if there are any clues.
This intelligence team has been lurking in Jinling for a long time. It is necessary to investigate the cover identities of the members. At least the residence must be found and the weapons and ammunition must be searched to prevent them from being dispersed. "
Gu Qi nodded: "Okay, I will start this work immediately, but there are a few people whose faces cannot be identified that are more troublesome. They may need help from the Jinling Police Department. They are familiar with the jurisdiction."
Mentioning this, Zuo Zhong slapped the table: "Go to that bastard Bai Wenzhi. In the final analysis, he is responsible for this matter. Ask him to fully cooperate with our work and dig out the situation of these people."
"yes."
Gu Qi took the people away, and Zuo Zhong and Song Minghao went to the interrogation room together to meet the spy who so far had insisted that his name was Xiao Qingmin.
Because of Zuo Zhong's request, the interrogation room of the Secret Service was not so dirty and bloody. It was just a job. Torture and violence were work requirements. Zuo Zhong did not want his men to be a bunch of perverts.
The discipline of interrogation also has a basic principle, that is, do not move or move. If a person is bitten by an animal, you can beat or kill him, but you cannot do the same thing as an animal.
So when he saw Xiao Qingmin, the woman was in pretty good condition. Her feet were bandaged casually and she was restrained on the interrogation chair. If she had been in this place, she would have been stripped naked.
Seeing Zuo Zhong, Xiao Qingmin, who was trembling with pain, suddenly found her target. She shouted loudly: "Let me go! I am a primary school teacher, not the bad guy you are looking for, really."
Zuo Zhong listened to her performance, placed the interrogation record book on the table, and sat down on the stool. After sitting down, he did not rush to ask, but seriously laid down the notebook and smoothed it out.
It wasn't until the book and the table formed a perfect angle that he took out his pen and unscrewed the cap to get it straight. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Qingmin, who kept saying that he was wronged, and showed a kind smile.
"Hello, Miss Xiao, I am Zuo Zhong, the intelligence section chief of the Secret Service. Next to me is my colleague Song Minghao. I have invited you here today for a Japanese espionage case. Do you hear me clearly?"
"I'm not a spy. I'm a teacher at No. 3 Elementary School. I teach Chinese. If you don't believe me, I'll show you my ID, or you can go to the school and ask. It's easy. I beg you."
Xiao Qingmin seemed to be frightened by Zuo Zhong's words about the Japanese spy case. She kept shaking her head. Coupled with the fact that she was sweating profusely due to the pain, she felt indescribably irritable and embarrassed.
When Zuo Zhong heard what she said, he kept smiling and shook his head: "I'm asking you if you heard what I said clearly. As for whether you are innocent or not, you and I both know it in our hearts. Let's start quickly, okay?"
Xiao Qingmin did not answer, but shook his head desperately, with tears streaming down his face. He looked at Zuo Zhong and wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth could not open. This is a normal reaction for humans when they reach fear and despair.
"Ms. Xiao, since you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence and let's move on to the second item. Please answer the following simple questions truthfully. It's very simple. Don't worry."
Zuo Zhong glanced at Xiao Qingmin, raised his pen and asked, "I'll remember your name, age, place of origin, and personal experience. You should have prepared for these questions. Isn't it difficult?"
Xiao Qingmin seemed to have calmed down a little, and said, "I..."
"Wait."
Before she was about to answer, Zuo Zhong stopped her and scratched the paper with a pen. After doing it for a long time, he raised his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry. The pen is broken. Please continue."
"My real name is Xiao..."
"etc."
Zuo Zhong interrupted her again, stood up, filled the tea cup in front of him with water, put some tea leaves, carefully half-covered the mouth of the cup with the lid of the tea cup, and repeated the whole set of actions after sitting down.
He explained with a smile: "Zuo couldn't bear the thirst anymore and kept Miss Xiao waiting for a long time. Anyway, we have a lot of time. We can slowly develop a tacit understanding. There is no urgent need for a moment. Do you think I am right?"
Xiao Qingmin's head shook like a rattle, and she couldn't help crying again: "I..."
"etc!"
"Okay, tell me."
"My name is...."
"etc!"
.......
Zuo Zhong stopped the interrogation again and again. During this period, he went to the toilet once, answered a phone call, drank a cup of tea, took a walk, and even went out and bought a pack of spiced broad beans and ate them on the spot.
Xiao Qingmin's reaction was spotless, she always looked so pitiful, her throat was hoarse from crying, her tears were all gone, and she didn't reveal any flaws. She is such a good actor.
"Wait! Zuo needs to go to the toilet."
But when he said this for the eighth time, Xiao Qingmin's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the pitiful look in his eyes also paused for a few seconds. If Zuo Zhong hadn't been paying attention, he would have missed it.
Song Minghao's eyes also lit up. He had been silent since he came in, staring at Xiao Qingmin's every move with all his attention. He could also clearly see the other party's little gaffes.
This is the first time he has seen this kind of interrogation and confrontation. One is an experienced professional spy, and the other is a section chief who is full of scheming. The next confrontation between the two will be even more exciting.
"Haha, Miss Xiao is impatient."
Zuo Zhong sat down again and took a sip of tea slowly: "Then, please let Miss Xiao get straight to the point and answer the questions I just asked seriously. You must be honest, you know."
Xiao Qingmin did not refute and said in silent tears: "My name is Xiao Qingmin. I am twenty-five years old and a native of Fujian Province. I graduated from high school in the 19th year of the Republic of China and came to Jinling to work as a primary school teacher.
My parents are both present at home, and my father is a famous Western medicine doctor in Fucheng. If you ask around, you will definitely be able to ask about this. I am really not the Japanese spy you mentioned. Please go check it out. "
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A person has childhood, adulthood and old age, and I don’t think anyone would think this is unsatisfactory. A day has morning, noon, and sunset, and a year has four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There is no better way than this.
There is nothing good or bad in life, there is only a question of "what is good in that season".
If we hold this biological concept of life and live according to the seasons, then except for arrogant idiots and hopeless idealists, we will live like a poem.
Shakespeare expressed this concept very clearly in his section on the seven stages of life, and many Chinese writers have said similar things.
