Ji Jiafu's home was first searched because this guy had a radio, which was an important target of the search. Because he was afraid of being discovered by his neighbors, Zuo Zhong and his men waited until midnight before starting the operation.

The surrounding lights were all turned off, and Wenchang Lane was dark. Not even a ghost was seen, let alone a human being. Wu Chunyang took the lead, and the others followed him in formation without making a sound, only the barking of dogs in the distance.

Echoing in the alley.

When he arrived at the door, Wu Chunyang opened the courtyard door with the key on Ji Jiafu's body, but he did not go in immediately. Instead, he looked carefully with a flashlight to make sure there were no traps before waving behind him.

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with this. Wu Chunyang's mobility was not as strong as Gui Youguang's, but he was thoughtful and a good organizer. If Gui Youguang had just kicked in the door and rushed in.

Wu Chunyang opened all the doors in the yard, pointed at the flashlight, and signaled everyone not to turn on the lights in the house. It was too conspicuous. If it attracted curious people, it meant that there was no secret search.

Zuo Zhong said nothing, turned on the flashlight to illuminate the ground, and walked into the main hall of Ji Jiafu's house. As soon as he entered, he saw the electric stove on the table. This guy was really thoughtful, but it was a pity that he met him.

There was only a set of tables, chairs and a few Chinese paintings in the room, which was in line with the characteristics of being a solitary person in the information. It seemed that he was not planning to invite anyone here. Maybe the other party sent the telegram here. Zuo Zhong touched the table.

A few scratches.

The main hall has a clear view. Turn left to the room on the left. When you enter, you find that it is the study room. It is much more crowded than the main hall. There are several large bookshelves with books, a piled desk, and even an unfinished review.

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Zuo Zhong picked up the comment and looked at it. It turned out to be a reflection on the robbery of the Six Nations Hotel. In the comment, Ji Jiafu expressed his agreement with the masked man's actions and believed that this was the retribution of imperialism. At the same time, he praised the Northeast Republican Army.

Fan, just like how much he hates the Japanese.

Putting down the comments, Zuo Zhong pulled out the books from the bookshelf. From the traces on them, it can be seen that Ji Jiafu was really looking at them. There were even his comments. Every line of the words was filled with the tone of a patriotic writer who loves his country and cares about the real time.

This bastard is really hidden to the core. If he hadn't found a flaw in his power consumption, Zuo Zhong couldn't imagine how long he would have been hiding, and maybe he would have even entered the circle of senior officials.

This is not Zuo Zhong's random imagination. Ji Jiafu's drawer is filled with letters from readers from all walks of life. Judging by the tone, some people have received replies from Ji Jiafu, and these people are government officials, gentry and celebrities.

When the conflict between China and Japan intensifies in a few years, it is very possible that writers like Ji Jiafu will become someone's think tank assistant. Who will believe that this person is a Japanese spy?

After walking around the study room, Zuo Zhong walked into Ji Jiafu's bedroom. There was only a bed, a table, a chair, and a cabinet. The clothes and quilts were neatly packed, giving people a very refreshing feeling. You can take a look at it.

No more description.

Zuo Zhong stamped his feet and felt the ground. It was solid bricks and stones. After looking around, it didn't look like there were hidden grates. So he turned back to the yard and looked at the people who were searching without saying anything.

There are some common flowers planted in the yard. It can be seen that Ji Jiafu has taken good care of it. The flowers and plants are lush and beautiful. There is also a short ladder placed against the courtyard wall, which should be used for daily maintenance.

In addition, there was a large water tank in the yard. Gui Youguang was lifting the water tank with one hand while several agents stretched their heads and looked at the ground.

Zuo Zhong shouted to them: "Put it down. The radio station will not be hidden in a place like this. What the radio station is most afraid of is moisture. In addition to being concealed, the radio station needs to be convenient. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deploy quickly when an emergency occurs and a report needs to be sent."

Speaking of this, Zuo Zhong looked at the yard. Would Ji Jiafu think in the opposite direction? Of course, it didn't mean hiding the radio near the water tank, but setting up the hidden compartment outdoors, such as in the yard?

He closed his eyes and imagined that Ji Jiafu had received an urgent message and needed to report it immediately. He came back from outside, opened the courtyard door, quickly took out the radio, and sent the report in the courtyard or main hall. Wouldn't this be more logical?

Zuo Zhong walked to the door of the courtyard, touched the brick walls and floor and shook his head. There were no traces of hidden grates, and the location was too conspicuous. He raised his head and looked at the porch above his head, and then looked back at the ladder in the yard.

, a smile appeared on his face.

"Use that ladder and look above the porch. Watch out for traps. This guy Ji Jiafu is different from the previous spies. He is a guy who understands people's hearts very well. You must be careful." Zuo Chong called Wu Chunyang in a low voice.

Wu Chunyang nodded, took a ladder and leaned on the porch, jumped up a few steps, then turned on the flashlight to investigate carefully, and after a long time he walked down the ladder carrying a box.

"Section Chief, look, radio station, this guy also set up a hair trap with a German-made grenade on it. It's really dangerous." Wu Chunyang was sweating profusely. There was absolutely no one alive within a five-meter radius of the grenade.

Zuo Zhong looked calm: "Do you have to use a special angle to take down the radio? If you pull the radio off at will, it will explode. Ji Jiafu is ready to die together."

Wu Chunyang looked admiring: "Section Chief, you guessed it right again. This guy is really cunning. If you hadn't been careful, we would have been in danger today. Is there a trap in this radio package?"

Gui Youguang, who was circling around the radio station, took a few steps back. Zuo Zhong looked at him speechlessly. The Japanese were not fools. They had nothing to do with traps in the radio bag. Not only would it be easy to damage the radio station, but it would also be inconvenient and inconvenient.

Take out the radio.

Zuo Zhong knelt down and opened the radio package regardless of Wu Chunyang's dissuasion. Inside was a small radio, various tube parts, and a code book. Zuo Zhong took out the radio and observed it carefully, and found that the nameplate on it was in Japanese.

Not long ago, Nagano Soichi's radio station was made in the United States.

Zuo Zhong still remembered the Telecommunications Department's stern guarantee that no country other than the Americans and Germans could manufacture such radios, but what he had on hand was that the Japanese could already manufacture such sophisticated radios!

We must advise Dai Chunfeng to establish the Secret Service's own telecommunications research institution. Although Zuo Zhong told Dai Chunfeng that ideas are more important than technology, if there is good technology, why not use it? You don't have to be a fool.

Zuo Zhong took the radio and left. Before leaving, he ordered: "Check the house carefully again. Chunyang, please leave a few people here to stay here and catch them one by one!"

Returning to the Secret Service, Zuo Zhong just slept in the office until He Yijun called him to get up for breakfast. He felt that Dai Chunfeng should pay him overtime wages. He really made the place his home now.

After dinner, Zuo Zhong called over his subordinates: "We will interrogate Ji Jiafu directly later. Lao Gu, you and I will preside over the interrogation. Song Minghao will record it, and Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang will be executed."

A group of people went to the detention center to pick up Ji Jiafu. Only then did Zuo Zhong realize that this guy was sleeping well and eating well. He was even sleeping in his cage when he was picked up.

This is not because he is confident, but because he is prepared to die. Zuo Zhong's face is a bit ugly. He feels that this interrogation may not go smoothly, but there are not many Japanese like Nagano Soichi and Hase Ryosuke.

Let's electrocute him.

Zuo Zhong was sitting in the middle of the interrogation room, with Song Minghao and Gu Qi on both sides. These two people were laughing out loud now. They each caught a Japanese spy. If there was another breakthrough in the interrogation, promotion to the military rank should not be a problem.

Kawada Yasushi was a little surprised when he looked at Zuo Zhong opposite him. He thought this student was an ordinary intelligence officer, but he didn't expect that he was actually a cadre, because Zuo Zhong was sitting among the interrogators. He really regretted it and should have killed this guy with all his strength.

Zuo Zhong smiled at him: "Do you regret not killing me? To tell you the truth, I was the one who caught those trash in the extra-high school class. If you really want to kill me, you will have done a great service."

Kawada Taishi suddenly realized that this is the Secret Service. I heard that this is China's ace intelligence agency, and the agents inside are very powerful. Today it seems to be really good, and it can be considered a close opponent.

He was a little curious: "How did you discover me? My downlines should have been arrested. I knew those stupid guys would implicate me. I really shouldn't have accepted this task."

After being arrested, Taishi Kawada kept recalling the scenes of these days, from population registration to the power outage. He believed that there was no flaw. The only explanation was that something happened to his downline.

Zuo Zhong chuckled: "Chunyang, come in, see if our Mr. Ji can recognize you, and tell him by the way, he is not as smart as you think."

Hearing this, Kawada Taishi raised his head and looked at Wu Chunyang who walked in, and then he was stunned. Isn't this the patrolman of the Electricity Bureau? Could it be that he discovered him? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

He had spoken in front of the other party, but he was very confident in his Chinese. It was impossible for the other party to hear any problems. Moreover, when he saw the other party these days, he did not see anything wrong with the other party. This young Chinese must be a liar.

Own.

Thinking that Kawada Taishi has regained his composure, does he want to rely on this incident to damage his self-confidence? It's really ridiculous. He won't be fooled again. Let's see what other tricks you have.

Zuo Zhong didn't know that he had already thought so much, but when he saw the other party's expression, he knew that he didn't believe it. To deal with such a self-proclaimed smart guy, he had to completely destroy his pride.

So Zuo Zhong asked a seemingly silly question: "Do you know that the radio's battery needs to be charged?"

"Of course I know, don't your Chinese batteries need to be charged?" Kawada Taishi was a little disdainful, and then asked suspiciously: "Did you confirm me by checking the power consumption? That's impossible, I..."
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