After sitting across from him, Guo Hanhong was very polite. He took out his cigarette case, handed him a cigarette, and lit a match to help him light it. His tone was gentle:
"Hello Zhou Zhiqian, we meet again. I have something to do today and I still want to check with you."
"Of course, of course, leader, this is what you should do. I will definitely cooperate well."
The little old man's tone was very humble, and he nodded and bowed. Du Weiguo noticed that when he smoked, his expression was very enjoyable and slightly greedy.
What Lao Guo handed him today were the common Peony cigarettes on the market. Before Lao Guo was injured, they were all Chinese cigarettes.
However, he smokes less now, and the only time he smokes is peony. Maybe Lao Guo has begun to consciously hide his capabilities and bide his time.
Strong winds are coming, so keeping a low profile is the way to go.
Lao Guo took out a eucalyptus roll from his briefcase, spread it on the table, opened it, and said in a calm voice:
"Zhou Zhiqian, you used to work in the archives office of Zhishancheng Police Station. According to the information you provided, you have been working there since 1940?"
Zhou Zhiqian nodded quickly:
"Yes, leader, I entered the Shancheng Jiangyou County Police Academy in 1938. Then in May 1940, after graduating from the police academy, I was assigned to work in the files office of the Shancheng Police Station."
Lao Guo was expressionless and noncommittal, but his tone remained calm:
"Okay, Zhou Zhiqian, please tell me in detail about your specific experience before entering the police academy 38 years ago."
Zhou Zhiqian nodded, his attitude was very cooperative. He did not answer immediately and without thinking, but said in a slow and unhurried voice:
"Hey, okay, leader, I'm from Huangshi County, Hubei Province. My father, Zhou Bingxu, is in the rice paper business. My mother died early, and my father missed his deceased mother and didn't renew his marriage. Therefore, I am the only son in the family.
In his early years, his family background was pretty good. He went to private school for a few years, and later went to middle school in Jiangcheng, the provincial capital. In 1938, his childhood came to an end. "
When he said this, Zhou Zhiqian paused, took a long puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and his tone became lower:
"The war was in turmoil and the world was in turmoil. My father and I had no choice but to take refuge in a mountain city. On the way, my father fell into the water and fell ill.
After I arrived in the mountain city, I was lucky enough to be admitted to the police academy because I had studied for several years. You, the leader, will know what happened next. "
When Zhou Zhiqian spoke, his emotional reactions were well coordinated, his voice was full of emotion, emotion and emotions, and he was very contagious.
Tsk! This acting, these lines, this expressiveness are definitely at the level of an actor.
"Zhou Zhiqian, were you studying in Jiangcheng's middle school 38 years ago?"
Lao Guo frowned slightly and asked softly. Zhou Zhiqian nodded gently with a sad tone:
"Yes, I was still in middle school in Jiangcheng until October 1938, and then the school was forced to close."
Lao Guo narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Which middle school did you attend at that time?"
Zhou Zhiqian looked calm: "Jiangcheng Qide Middle School."
Lao Guo chased after him and asked: "Zhou Zhiqian, is this Kai Tak Middle School still there?"
Zhou Zhiqian looked gloomy: "I'm not particularly sure, but I guess he's gone."
Lao Guo's eyes sparkled: "Why?"
Zhou Zhiqian smiled bitterly, his eyes were reddish, and his tone was sad:
"Leader, in 1938, before I left Jiangcheng, this middle school was bombed by planes and was razed to the ground.
The principal of the school and many teachers were killed at that time. I don't know whether it has been rebuilt now. "
Du Weiguo remained calm and listened attentively, thinking to himself, Master! Sure enough, the choreographed background was perfect, without any flaws.
The period before 38 years ago was a time when wars were raging, the country was in turmoil, and mountains and rivers were shattered. Pushing forward, it was even more like the chaos of the Republic of China.
To this day, basically all the archival information during that period has long since disappeared, and it has long been impossible to verify it.
As for his experience after 38 years, this guy also handled it very cleanly, without leaving any trace behind.
Mainly because Shancheng was once the headquarters of a certain unification, and it was so powerful that it could be said to be an existence that could hold the sky with one hand.
Before 1949, the Shancheng Police Department played a very disgraceful role. After the liberation, almost all the old police officers ran away, and very few were retained.
In particular, Zhou Zhiqian spent a year at home to recuperate due to a leg injury in 1946, and then returned to work in 1947. This experience was truly perfect.
Because of this experience, Zhou Zhiqian had witnesses, and there was more than one, so this was an impeccable situation.
You clearly know that he is not Zhou Zhigan, but you can't find any evidence or witnesses, so why don't you just say that he is awesome?
Du Weiguo secretly sighed in his heart, it was indeed a veteran top special agent who had gone through blood and fire, and he was really sharp.
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Fortunately, Lao Guo was also prepared today. He smiled and took out a black and white photo from his file bag and handed it to Zhou Zhiqian:
"Zhou Zhiqian, this photo is a group photo taken by the Shancheng Police Department to celebrate a victory in 1945. Tell me, which one is you?"
Zhou Zhiqian took the photo and glanced at it briefly. There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes and his tone was very light:
"Leader, I'm not in this photo."
"Oh, why? Your leg wasn't injured at that time, right?"
Lao Guo's brows furrowed, and his tone couldn't help but become a little more serious. However, Zhou Zhiqian remained calm:
"Leader, I was not injured at the time. 45 years of victory. When this group photo was taken, my roommate Xue Jiali and several colleagues from the household registration department were all deployed to Fengdu County to conduct a refugee census."
Lao Guo frowned, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was teasing: "Oh? Is it such a coincidence?"
Zhou Zhiqian nodded, his expression was as usual, and his tone was unusually calm:
"Yes, leader, the war had just ended at that time, and everything was in ruins. The Nationalist Government decided to move the capital to Jinling City again.
Therefore, the authorities sent us to work overtime to conduct a census of refugees living in mountainous cities and search for talents from all walks of life living among the people. "
Zhou Zhiqian paused again, reluctantly pinched it with two fingers, put the last cigarette butt in his mouth, and took a greedy sip.
It can be seen that he is very addicted to smoking. It is estimated that there is a high probability that the freedom to smoke cannot be achieved here, hehe.
Reluctantly throwing the remaining cigarette butt into the ashtray, Zhou Zhiqian continued:
"Leader, I was not the only one at that time. In fact, most of the policemen in our office and the household registration department were not able to participate in the group photo."
What does it mean to be watertight and impeccable, na! That's it, Zhou Zhiqian's statement is obviously a lie, but you just can't find any flaws.
Although he only spoke a few words, he perfectly combined the current affairs, national conditions, and political factors at the time. It was not only reasonable and reasonable, but also unverifiable.
This little old man's level of counter-interrogation has reached an advanced level, perhaps even higher than that of old Hao Tou. Du Weiguo admired him deeply.
At this time, Lao Guo's face looked a little ugly. In fact, it was expected that he would be depressed, but he knew that Zhou Zhiqian was talking nonsense, but he had nothing to do, which made people angry.
Lao Guo secretly took a breath, calmed down, and took out another photo. This was a photo of two people, a uniformed officer and a middle-aged man.
However, the photo was old, the resolution was not high, and there was still some mold. It was vaguely visible that the young uniformed officer in the photo was somewhat similar to the Zhou Zhiqian in front of him.
With a smile on his face, Lao Guo gently handed the photo to Zhou Zhiqian with a joking tone:
"Zhou Zhiqian, look at this photo again. Is the man in military uniform you?"
Zhou Zhiqian took it without hesitation, glanced at it first, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then brought the photo closer to his eyes, looking at it very carefully.
After a while, he returned the photo to Lao Guo, with a calm expression and a calm tone with a little pride:
"Leader, the young man in military uniform in this photo does look somewhat similar to me when I was young.
Leader, to tell you the truth, when I was young, I was also a talented person. I was a handsome young man from all over the country. Many young girls and young wives liked me, hehe. "
After a pause, Zhou Zhiqian's expression became lonely, he shook his head gently, and his tone became a little sad:
"But this young officer is definitely not me. I have never been a soldier, let alone an officer.
I'm just a little person working at the bottom, living in a muddleheaded way, struggling to survive. As an official, we don't have that kind of fate~"
As he spoke, he touched his lame leg as if subconsciously, stroking it gently with a lonely look in his eyes.
Good guy, Du Weiguo called him a good guy in his heart!
This little old man's acting skills are simply god-level. His expressions, tone, movements, sounds, content, and emotions are perfectly coordinated without leaving any trace.
It perfectly explains the helplessness and sadness of an ordinary person in troubled times. He would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times! Even Du Weiguo almost believed it.
In the past, Du Weiguo had actually despised these old-timers in his heart. At that time, the technical methods were very backward and could even be said to be rough.
But now this thought in Du Weiguo's heart has completely disappeared, but is replaced by deep admiration.
Just think about it, what kind of environment did they hone themselves in at that time? It may be several times more difficult than Du Weiguo's situation on Hong Kong Island.
And not everyone has the ability to create something out of nothing and find a way out of nowhere.
The most important thing is that Du Weiguo seems to be unscrupulous and earth-shaking in Hong Kong Island, but in fact it is because he has a way out. Even if the mission fails, he can still escape unscathed.
At that time, workers on the hidden front lived in a dangerous environment where everything was turbulent and dangerous.
They have been fighting in the dark and adversity for many years, wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time, but all those who survive are like ghosts and gods.
Don’t underestimate the world’s heroes!
Du Weiguo secretly sounded the alarm for himself, but Guo Hanhong was already furious at this time. He knocked on the table heavily and shouted angrily:
"Hmph! That's nonsense. You have such a clever tongue. Zheng Yaoxian, put away this trick of yours. This is clearly your photo.
The other man in the photo is none other than Boss Dai from a certain system! Now that the evidence is irrefutable, do you still want to deny it? "
The little old man was startled. He was stunned for a moment, then his face showed a look of despair, he smiled miserably, and his tone was sad:
"This leader, well, as the saying goes, if you want to accuse me, why bother? If you insist that I am Zheng Yaoxian, then please kill me directly.
People work as swordsmen, and I work as fish and meat. Anyway, I am alone. After so many years, I have long been tired~"
"boom!"
Guo Hanhong slammed the table again. The sudden change of color was his act, but this time he was really angry.
This guy was very sinister and pretended to be pitiful, but he calmly slapped Lao Guo with the big label of treating a deer like a horse and caring about human life.
Lao Guo is also an old man, but compared with an old monster like Zheng Yaoxian who has become a spirit, he is not even the slightest bit worse.
"Fart! Zheng Yaoxian, don't talk nonsense and confuse the public. If you admit your identity, then explain your problem properly!"
At this time, Zheng Yaoxian seemed a little excited, his face turned red, his voice became louder, he spread his hands and said:
"Leader, I know who he is. He is the sixth brother of a certain system, the famous Guiziliu, but I am not him. What exactly do you want me to explain?
He and I are so different in terms of status and fate. I can't even make up the things he has experienced? "
Having said this, it seemed that he became even more excited. He stood up, waved his arms, and roared:
"After so many years! I am an ordinary clerk, but you have locked me up in this farm like a criminal.
He comes over every once in a while for interrogation. Is it over yet? Just give me a happy ending! "
Zheng Yaoxian was blushing, his neck was thick, and his eyes were red. Du Weiguo was so far away as he appreciated the god-level performance of an old secret agent at such a close distance!
Lao Guo was so angry that his face was livid and furious, but he was also discouraged. The previous interrogation experiences were like this, meaningless.
Even if irrefutable evidence like photos were placed in front of him, he would refuse to admit it. Without direct witness, he would be unable to do anything.
Lao Guo had applied before, not to be too lenient with him, and wanted to directly use torture methods, but he was stopped because of insufficient evidence.
Lao Guo's face changed several times, and he stood up suddenly, pressing his hands heavily on the table, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of evil, as if he was really angry.
At this time, Du Weiguo gently patted Lao Guo's arm and gave him a secret look:
"Guo Chu, please don't be angry and don't be impatient. You can go out and get some fresh air. Lao Zhou and I will have a few words alone."
Lao Guo seemed to be really angry. He changed his usual good-natured attitude and said in a stern tone:
"What are you talking about? This guy is stubborn and stubborn. I think we are too tolerant, so we should directly use methods on him!"
Du Weiguo smiled, put more force on his hands, and shook Lao Guo's shoulders:
"Guo Chu, calm down, calm down, what method will you use? We are not that kind of people. We have to talk about evidence and facts, and we can't just give in!"
"snort!"
Lao Guo's face softened a little, and he sat down heavily on the chair again. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, and he could tell.
Lao Guo didn't want him to talk to Zheng Yaoxian alone, maybe because in Lao Guo's mind, his danger level was even higher than Zheng Yaoxian's!
Du Weiguo laughed self-deprecatingly, suppressed these chaotic thoughts, and said again:
"Guo Chu, you'd better go out and get some fresh air. Mr. Zhou and I will have a private chat."
Lao Guo raised his head and took a deep look at Du Weiguo. His eyes were full of worry that could not be concealed.
