Chapter 1056, recite and write the full text silently
Shanghai Beach, Shili Foreign Market.
Known as an adventurer's paradise.
Every day, there is a large influx of foreign people.
Many of them came here with dreams of getting rich. Their dreams soared here.
They often carry guns.
Or he's good at boxing and kicking.
They have a simple belief - to create a world of their own.
A real fight.
Hit hard.
Conquer all enemies with force.
then……
"They are not locals."
"Where did it come from?"
"It should be the North China area."
"It turns out to be a fierce dragon crossing the river..."
Zhang Yong was thoughtful.
He didn't ask for details. It would be useless to ask anyway.
Feng Jiliang can be considered a professional. Now that he has come to such a conclusion, he just needs to listen.
From North China.
It could be bandits. It could also be a defeated army.
In many areas of North China, the folk customs are fierce and the number of civilians carrying guns is very large.
This was also the fundamental reason why the Eighth Route Army later entered North China and developed rapidly. It had a very good source of troops, as well as some weapons and ammunition.
Unfortunately, civilian weapons and ammunition are all light weapons and no heavy weapons. Therefore, it is still very difficult to face the Japanese invaders.
In particular, it is difficult to replenish ammunition. Once the previous reserves are used up, there is no way to continue.
So, after a brief high tide, it turned into a low tide.
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong nodded and deliberately did not advance.
It just makes you look at these dollars. It stimulates you and makes you unable to sleep at night.
Indeed, Feng Jiliang swallowed quietly.
These are all dollars!
He watched helplessly as Zhang Yong wasted his time.
There were so many dollars scattered on the ground without any care.
What a waste of resources...
So sorry about the dollar...
"keep it."
Finally heard Zhang Yong's order.
Only then did someone collect all the dollars. Points.
The total is more than four thousand.
The seven gangsters brought a total of more than four thousand dollars.
It's strange. They have nothing but US dollars on them. They don't even have oceans.
This is very strange.
Where did a group of gangsters from North China get the U.S. dollars from across the river?
If it was an ordinary robbery, it couldn't be just US dollars. There must be other currencies. For example, French currency, or oceans.
Anyone who can own several thousand dollars is definitely a first-class wealthy person.
Such big families, legal currency and ocean, are the mainstream. How could it not be possible?
Something feels wrong...
In confusion, suddenly, a red dot appeared on the edge of the map.
At first, Zhang Yong didn't pay much attention to it. Later he realized something was wrong. This red dot actually entered the map from the sea.
maritime?
Is there another ship coming?
After studying the map carefully, I found that it was indeed a ship.
It should not be a passenger ship, because there are not many white spots on the ship. Apart from the red spots, there are only a dozen white spots.
None of the white dots have weapon markings. Only the red dots do.
After checking, I found that it was a Walter PPK pistol with two magazines. This kind of pistol seems to have become the standard equipment of Japanese spies recently?
It seems that another prey has arrived.
This Wusongkou Pier is really a geomantic treasure!
There is no need to do anything, just sit here and wait, and the fat sheep will keep taking the bait.
I used to think that there were more fat sheep at the entrance and exit of the concession. Now it seems that Wusongkou Pier is the real cornucopia. It is so rich.
No yellow spots were found.
It means there is no red party.
but……
Deliberate Brick said to Feng Jiliang: "When will the red party you want to arrest come?"
"It should be tonight." Feng Jiliang answered vaguely.
Of course it was impossible for him to tell Zhang Yong the details.
Worried about Zhang Yong causing trouble.
"A ship is coming now. Look carefully."
"Now?"
"Yes. Arrive immediately."
"Let me see."
Feng Jiliang raised his telescope.
In the darkness, I could vaguely see a ship docking.
Judging from its outline, it's obviously not a passenger ship. It doesn't look like an ordinary cargo ship either. It looks more like a sand-carrying ship.
The so-called sand transport ship is actually a kind of offshore transport vessel. In the past, it was mainly used to transport sand, stones and the like. The water line was very low. It hauled a lot of cargo and the cost was very low. However, its ability to withstand wind and waves was very weak. Therefore,
You can't go too far out to sea. Basically, you can only sail along the coastline.
As the distance got closer, I discovered that it was indeed a sand transporting ship.
However, what is transported on sand ships is not necessarily sand and stones, but may also be other bulk cargoes.
Zhang Yong had no interest in the sand transporting ship itself. He only stared at the red dot.
Unexpectedly, I discovered that the red dot was actually a crew member preparing a cable to dock.
Japanese spy?
crew?
It seems that this spy is hiding well!
The ship slowly docked, and the spy quickly jumped onto the pier, pulled the cable, and tied it up skillfully.
This guy was very arrogant. He even got off the boat with weapons.
Are you so confident that no one will find out?
Zhang Yong turned to look at Feng Jiliang and whispered: "Is he a red party member?"
"No." Feng Jiliang shook his head, "The Red Party's ship has not arrived yet."
"Then I'll arrest him."
"Who to arrest? Which one to arrest?"
"Spy."
"What?"
Feng Jiliang was full of doubts.
What?
Are there spies? Where are they?
Why didn't he see anything?
I opened my eyes wide and looked carefully, but still found nothing.
Just a sand-carrying ship with a dozen hard-working crew members. Nothing unusual! Which one is a spy?
Could it be that Zhang Yong deliberately created a gimmick? Just making nonsense?
The spy didn't put a label on it.
"Didn't find it?"
"without."
"Go and help me call the guy who tied the rope."
"do what?"
"Ask him, he might know who the spy is."
"good."
Feng Jiliang really went.
It feels very absurd.
Zhang Yong actually doesn’t know who the Japanese spy is? Should he find someone to ask?
What a joke.
How could the other party know who the spy was?
We'll have to see how Zhang Yong smoothes things over later. But don't be slapped in the face.
He swaggered to the target and waved to him, "Come here. We have something to ask you."
The spy looked at him tiredly and said nothing for a while.
He was still holding the rough cable in his hand. His whole body seemed to have no strength.
After a moment, he replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay, sir. I'll be there right away."
Feng Jiliang had no doubt at all.
The people who work hard on the sand transporting ships are all like this.
So tired.
The lowest level of life. No way out.
From the look on the other side, you can tell that he has been working on the boat for many years and has nothing to show for it.
Too lazy to say it a second time. Turn around and leave.
I happened to see Zhang Yong making a strange gesture. I didn't understand it.
However, the spy behind him suddenly accelerated, rushed forward, and caught Feng Jiliang.
"What are you doing..."
Feng Jiliang was shocked and realized that he had been attacked.
At the same time, an idea flashed through his mind and he understood everything.
Damn it!
This bastard who tied the cable is a spy!
It's exposed!
This is the Japanese spy Zhang Yong mentioned!
The Japanese spy realized that something was wrong, so he took the risk and took himself as a hostage!
Mud...
Too hasty.
He, Feng Jiliang, was actually fooled.
Such a big spy was right in front of him, but he didn't even notice it.
At this moment, he actually didn't resent Zhang Yong.
Really. No complaints.
Because Zhang Yong had reminded him that the Japanese spies were on the ship.
However, he didn't notice it at all. So Zhang Yong called him over and let him have close contact with the Japanese spy face to face.
As a result, after close contact, he still did not find the spy. As a result, he was attacked.
His skills are not as good as others. There is nothing to say. He deserves to be attacked. However, he will never be captured without mercy, let alone be a hostage.
Although Feng Jiliang cannot catch Japanese spies, it is absolutely impossible for him to be controlled by Japanese spies.
Even if you die, you can't become a hostage!
Without thinking, he quickly turned around to resist.
He wants to die with the Japanese spy.
At the same time, he shouted: "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot..."
The Japanese spy frantically tried to control Feng Jiliang. However, Feng Jiliang just wanted to die with him.
He would rather be beaten to death by a spy than be caught.
Suddenly, gunfire rang out.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Very loud. Very messy.
It was as if gunfire exploded in Feng Jiliang's ears.
He suddenly felt his ears buzzing and his mind was in chaos. He had no idea what was going on?
Was he shot?
Are you going to die?
Mud...
Damn spy!
Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go...
Then everything went dark.
Then I felt like everything was in chaos.
It seemed like a lot of people were rushing towards me...
vaguely……
semi-consciously……
After a while, I gradually regained my consciousness.
However, he found that Zhang Yong had already arrived in front of him.
Huh?
Not dead yourself?
If you can see Zhang Yong, he is definitely not dead!
How could Zhang Yong die?
This guy is the invincible Xiaoqiang. He can't die no matter what.
So many spies wanted to kill Zhang Yong, but in the end he was still alive and well. So, you can be sure that he is not dead either. There is no need to verify...
Sure enough, Feng Jiliang felt that his body was gradually regaining control.
He is indeed not dead.
Doesn't seem to be injured?
Turn back.
It was discovered that the spy had been controlled.
There was blood on the spy's body. He might have been shot. Oh, he was shot in the shoulder.
The bullet was very brutal. It opened up a large piece of flesh on the spy's shoulder, and blood flowed like a profuse stream. Half of his body was dyed red.
No one helped the spy stop the bleeding. He deliberately let the blood flow.
The shoulder is not a vital part. If it bleeds a little, it won't kill you. If possible, it would be better to sprinkle some salt on it.
It cannot be fine salt. It must be the kind of coarse salt...
"idiot!"
"Zhang Yong!"
The spy let out a low roar.
His mouth was gagged with rags and then pulled out by Zhang Yong.
"You really know me." Zhang Yong smiled.
"Baga!" The Japanese spy could only use the simplest words to express the most outrageous anger.
"Anyone who knows me is not an ordinary spy."
"idiot!"
"May I have your name?"
"You want me to confess? You're dreaming! Haha! Baga!"
"So arrogant?"
"I'm telling you. No one knows my name. It's useless to ask anyone because I don't have contact with other people at all."
"So, what did you do that other spies don't know about?"
"That's right!"
"That's it..."
Zhang Yong was thoughtful.
Very good. This is very conducive to framing the case.
No one knows what you did. So, whatever I say you did, you did.
Pat the spy on the face.
Very good. Now we can send a message to the British.
The issue is……
What's a good name?
"Itcho Miyamoto..."
"Itcho Miyamoto..."
Suddenly, a disembodied voice came to my ears.
I was stunned for a moment, then I realized it was the spy's voice. Oh, it was telepathy working again.
Smile at the corners of your mouth.
Demae Itcho...
No, it’s Itcho Miyamoto!
The guy in front of me turns out to be Itcho Miyamoto!
Ha ha!
It’s true that the sky net is so vast that it doesn’t miss anything.
I didn't catch you in Jinling. I didn't expect you to come to Wusongkou Pier by yourself.
"Do you know why I'm waiting for you here?"
"have no idea!"
"If I didn't catch you in Jinling, I would judge that you might come to Shanghai."
"What did you say?"
"I didn't expect that you actually landed here."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"Then let me tell you. Your name is Miyamoto Itcho. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"you……"
The spy's expression finally changed.
The moment he hesitated to speak, Feng Jiliang concluded that the other party was Itcho Miyamoto.
Of course he had also heard about what happened in the underground vault of the Bank of Communications. He also knew that the person who left the handwritten letter was a spy named Miyamoto Itcho!
It can be said to be very arrogant to make such a big noise and dare to leave a personal letter.
After that, there was no news from Miyamoto Itcho. I thought he had gone into hiding.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yong caught him right here.
Catch who?
Caught Miyamoto Itcho!
For a moment, Feng Jiliang didn't know what he was feeling in his heart.
I don't know whether I should call these spies smart or stupid. They actually ran into Zhang Yong's arms.
Zhang Yong was at Wusongkou Pier. They disembarked at Wusongkou Pier.
Do you want to be so cooperative...
"You are mistaken."
"So, you deny that you are Miyamoto Itcho?"
"I'm not……"
"You don't even recognize your ancestors?"
"idiot!"
"I will take you out to parade and tell you that you dare not admit that you are a member of the Miyamoto family. You will disgrace the Miyamoto family..."
"Baga! I am Miyamoto Itcho! You devil!"
"now it's right."
Zhang Yong smiled slightly.
Feel good about yourself.
But everyone around him thought his smile was sinister.
Even Feng Jiliang is like this. He also feels that Zhang Yong's smile is like the devil of hell, welcoming every little sheep that comes in.
"You have done a great thing."
"That's right."
Miyamoto Itcho answered proudly.
Although it was caught, it felt that it could still be arrogant.
After all, it did do a great thing.
It not only challenges all Chinese people, but also challenges its own peers.
In the face of its peers who suffered consecutive defeats, it felt that only it could turn the tide.
"This incident has a far-reaching impact and affects many people."
"That's right!"
"Actually, I admire you very much. You actually dare to bombard the British warships! Amazing! I don't even dare..."
"What shelling?"
Miyamoto Itcho suddenly felt something was wrong.
The arrogance just now disappeared immediately.
He is not a fool.
I immediately understood that Zhang Yong was trying to frame him.
"You slander!"
"We have your handwritten letter. In it, you publicly declared that you were going to do such a thing. And you actually did it."
"I didn't. I didn't write it at all."
"We have found the handwritten letter. It is the same as the handwritten letter you left in the underground vault of the Bank of Communications."
"I didn't! I didn't! I didn't!"
"Really do not have?"
"Really do not have!"
"Okay then, let's forge one and say it was written by you."
"Nani?"
Miyamoto Itcho was stunned.
No, what do you want to do? What do you want to do?
"idiot……"
"Director Feng."
"ah?"
Feng Jiliang felt a little distracted.
He understood some things, but he didn't seem to understand some things.
What is Zhang Yong going to do?
"Get me a confession. In Chinese. Have him sign and certify it. Then find someone to translate it into Japanese, and then sign and certify it."
"this……"
"One thousand dollars."
"All right!"
Feng Jiliang agreed.
A thousand dollars!
Not a small amount!
The Party Affairs Investigation Division really has no chance to directly seize U.S. dollars.
Their targets are all the poor Red Party members. What can be captured?
There were quite a few grenades that perished together.
What's more, this Japanese spy attacked him just now. It would be strange if he didn't kill him.
"What content?"
"He just admitted that he used mortars to attack British warships..."
"Baga! I didn't!"
The spy became very irritable and struggled desperately.
The conversation between Zhang Yong and Feng Jiliang took place right under his nose. There was no need to take him seriously.
It is unbearable!
He wants dignity!
He is a warrior of the Japanese Empire...
"Shut up."
"idiot!"
"Or I'll stuff your mouth with a smelly fish."
"eight……"
The spy shut up abruptly.
What?
Stinky fish?
Ahhhh, I can’t stand that!
Of course he knows what rotten sea fish tastes like. If you stuff it in your mouth...
He would rather die.
However, he cannot die.
If he died, he would be unable to argue.
The dead have no say. Whatever others say is what they say.
You only have a chance if you are alive.
Feng Jiliang thought for a moment and took action immediately.
Ten minutes later, a Chinese oral confession was released. I blew it and handed it to Zhang Yong.
"good."
Zhang Yong was very satisfied after reading it.
The Party Affairs Investigation Office is indeed relatively professional when it comes to making confessions.
The Secret Service of Fuxing Society is a bunch of rough guys. People like Cao Mengqi are top-notch experts in ambushing, arresting, and fighting.
Wei Yong and those veterans are all rough guys. There is no problem in fighting Japanese spies.
However, it would be a bit difficult to ask them to make a confession.
Especially this kind of confession generated out of thin air.
Frankly speaking, there are really not many educated people in the Secret Service. Many people in the field know less than a hundred words in total.
Li Boqi, who has a withdrawn personality, is the most unusual one. He may even have the highest academic qualifications in the entire Fuxing Society Secret Service. He used to be a teacher. This is an incredible qualification. Boss Dai is also the sixth phase of Huangpu. Simply speaking of cultural level, it may not be
As tall as Li Bo.
But the Party Affairs Investigation Office is full of highly educated people. There are a lot of college students. Many of them have returned from studying abroad. Feng Jiliang is also a cultural person.
Zhang Yong blew off his confession and waited until the ink was almost dry before taking it to the spies.
"Come, take a look, this is your confession."
"Baga! You can't do this..."
Miyamoto Ichicho was anxious and angry.
He wanted to strangle Zhang Yong to death, but it was useless. Even his fingers were tied.
"Recite the entire text. And write the entire text silently."
"idiot!"
"Don't be angry. We won't really ask you to recite it, nor will we ask you to write it silently. We are not elementary school teachers. We have someone who can imitate your handwriting and make a perfect confession. It is guaranteed to be presented to the League of Nations.
