He remembers what is good to him. He also remembers what is bad to him.
He can understand those who are dawdling.
However, if someone is trying to cause trouble secretly, then I'm sorry.
He is the squad leader of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service.
The Fuxing Society's Secret Service is essentially a royal guard. It can be killed first and then reported, or not reported at all.
In fact, compared with the real military control business, he is still too benevolent.
The civilized education of later generations gave him many constraints.
"I know some of you don't like me. But it doesn't matter."
"I also dislike you. I also want to kill you. If you have the ability, come and punish me. Let's see who among us has the last laugh."
"A friendly reminder, if you are not as ferocious as the Japanese, don't try it easily."
Before Li Boqi came, Zhang Yong directly acted as the villain.
Those white oceans are temptations. His words are threats.
Coercion and inducement, a two-pronged approach.
Carrots and sticks are always the most effective way to report.
Be obedient, and you will have meat to eat, and there will be ocean to take it from.
If you disobey, get spanked and go home.
Choose yourself.
Anyone who is not a fool will choose the former.
He waved and dragged up the Japanese spy he had just captured. He pinned him to the ground and tied him up with a black muzzle behind him.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Beiqiu was startled, thinking that Zhang Yong was going to kill someone on the spot.
"What's your name?" Zhang Yong asked coldly.
Lin Beiqiu:???
Confused. What does it mean?
Immediately he realized that Zhang Yong was asking the arrested policeman.
"Zhou Yuan..."
"I asked for Japanese names."
"What?"
"You are Japanese. Do you want to deny it?"
"I, I'm not Japanese."
"You are japanese."
"I'm not……"
Zhou Yuan was anxious.
Of course he is Japanese. He hides it very deeply.
He came in through a very special channel. It was arranged by Cao Jianzhang himself. No one knew.
Therefore, he firmly denied it.
He believed that Zhang Yong could not catch his own evidence.
"Japanese?"
"Zhou Yuan is Japanese?"
At this time, the surrounding police officers looked at each other in shock.
They were surprised and dubious at the same time. Zhou Yuan was actually Japanese? How could it be possible?
By the way, this Zhou Yuan is usually very low-key. He doesn’t look Japanese at all!
"Do you know why I executed Cao Jianzhang?"
"He is a traitor. A traitor."
"wrong."
"what is that?"
"It was because he agreed to confess that I gave him a happy life."
"you……"
"He confessed to a list. There were three Japanese in the Tianjin Police Station. Their names are here with me..."
Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper.
He shook it at Zhou Yuan. There were indeed three names on it.
Zhou Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the white paper. Then he quickly crumpled it into a ball and swallowed it into his mouth.
Then he swallowed it hard. His eyes almost bulged out.
"what you do?"
"You faked the list. You faked it."
"Since I forged it, why did you snatch it away? Why did you still swallow it?"
"I……"
Zhou Yuan was immediately speechless.
The surrounding police immediately realized something was wrong.
There is something wrong with this Zhou Yuan.
He is a real spy.
Only a spy would be so nervous.
Only then would he grab the list and devour it at all costs.
Suddenly, two policemen jumped out of the team and ran away in all directions. The speed was extremely fast. No one else responded.
"Spy!"
"Spy!"
Lin Beiqiu screamed subconsciously.
However, his voice was too soft and delicate. Not many people heard it.
"Spy!"
"Spy!"
The remaining policemen were stunned.
Someone shouted loudly.
Oh my god, there really are spies! They are on the run!
Too careless.
He actually ran away from them.
This Zhang Yong didn't make any arrangements and let the Japanese spy escape.
Fortunately, there is still a remaining Japanese spy...
However, suddenly, the spy groaned, and his mouth was filled with blood.
"ah……"
"Hold him down!"
"Hold him down! Pry open his mouth!"
"quick!"
Other police officers responded.
This spy wants to bite his tongue. He wants to bite off his own tongue!
Mader, this bastard, is undoubtedly a spy. Who else would treat him like this except a spy? Only a spy would be so crazy.
A policeman who rushed up the fastest grabbed the spy and pried his mouth open.
However, it was too late. My tongue was bitten off.
This Japanese spy was indeed very fanatical and unconvinced. His mouth was full of blood and he still stared at Zhang Yong fiercely.
The policeman also tried to subdue the Japanese spy, but Zhang Yong waved his hand to stop him.
There is no need. It will live or die.
Others may need confessions, information, etc., but Zhang Yong does not need it. Since the spy wants to die, just let him commit suicide.
The Japanese spies who died in the future are the best ones?
The policeman let go.
The spy then bit his tongue desperately. Then he realized something was wrong.
Huh?
Why didn't the other party stop it?
Why was the other party looking at him so coldly? As if he was watching a show?
"idiot!"
The spy cursed vaguely.
He suddenly regretted biting his tongue. He couldn't even curse anyone.
He thought that he was very important and might be interrogated and tortured. Therefore, he bit off his tongue reflexively to show his perseverance.
However……
He found that he simply thought too much.
That Zhang Yong didn't care about his life or death at all. He didn't take him seriously at all. He looked at him as if he were looking at an ant.
yes!
What is the difference between a worthless spy and an ant?
What's the use of biting his tongue apart from adding to his own pain? The other party is Zhang Yong, not someone else. The other party has captured eight hundred spies, if not a thousand. In Tianjin Wei alone, this spy himself knows
Yes, how many are there?
Eyes facing each other.
Zhang Yong encouraged the other party. Keep biting!
Keep biting. Just bite yourself to death. Don't bother others to do it. If you die, go to the Yingguo Sacred Toilet.
result……
Embarrassed.
The spy suddenly didn't want to commit suicide.
He was humiliated and committed suicide, as if he was watching a monkey. Of course he couldn't bear it.
Zhang Yong frowned and blinked again.
What's going on? Keep going! Why did you stop?
Aren't you steadfast and unyielding?
Aren't you extremely fanatical?
Don’t you want to serve the country for seven lifetimes?
Keep biting!
However, the spy refused. He stood there with blood in his mouth, motionless.
Zhang Yong:……
Trash. I don’t even dare to commit suicide. I despise you!
Too lazy to pay attention to the other party.
wave.
Call the policeman over.
Just now, this policeman also participated in the excavation. He worked very hard.
It seems that he is indeed very inconspicuous. He seems to be not good at words. He always works silently and carries the heaviest things.
"May I have your name?"
"Liu Huaihong."
"Okay. I remember you."
"yes."
"Stand beside me."
"yes."
Liu Huaihong walked over and stood beside Zhang Yong.
In fact, Liu Huaihong is not young anymore. He has also been a veteran policeman for many years. He just disappears from everyone.
The previous police station was very chaotic. It seemed that an old scalper like him would never be able to get ahead.
He couldn't figure out whether it was a good or bad thing for Fuxing Society to take over now.
Hope it’s a good thing!
At this time, two teams of people appeared, each escorting one person.
Everyone took a closer look and found out that they were the two spies who had escaped before. They were captured and tied up like rice dumplings.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
Turns out he didn’t run away!
I thought they had successfully escaped, but unexpectedly, they were chased back again.
This Zhang Yong is really awesome.
No spy can escape from his grasp.
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Wu Liuqi pulled the rags out of the mouths of the two spies.
"What are you arresting me for?"
"Why did you arrest me?"
"Brothers, the Fuxing Society is going to drive us all out!"
"Brothers, if the Fuxing Society kills me, it will be your turn next. Everyone, rise up and resist..."
Both spies yelled and tried to create chaos.
However, other police officers were indifferent.
They are not stupid.
These two guys were running so fast just now, they must have something up their sleeves.
No one else ran away, but they ran away very fast. Now they are talking nonsense again. They really think that we Chinese are all fools!
Sure enough, as the two spies were shouting, they realized something was wrong.
"idiot!"
A Japanese spy suddenly cursed in Japanese.
He felt there was no need to hide his identity. He was caught and exposed anyway.
"idiot!"
Another spy also shouted.
Sure enough, even if they were caught, they were still very arrogant. After all, they had never seen Zhang Yong's methods.
Zhang Yong pursed his lips.
The crowd swarmed up and beat the two men violently.
It wasn't until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his whole body was bruised and bruised, that he could hardly look like a human being, then he stopped angrily.
It doesn't mean anything, it's just a violent beating.
No interrogation either.
"Yang Zhi!"
"arrive!"
"Tie the three of them under the flagpole, and hang a sign on each chest saying they are spies."
"yes."
"Then take photos and publish them in newspapers. I'll pay for them."
"yes!"
Yang Zhi immediately went to make arrangements.
By the way, the Japanese spy who bit off his tongue was also captured and tied together around the flagpole, back to back.
Then take photos.
Then send someone to develop the photos.
Then go and notify the newspaper office and arrange to see the newspaper tomorrow.
"front page!"
"Another 1,000 copies of each newspaper will be given away for free. They will be delivered to nightclubs, dance halls, and foreign consulates for free. I will pay for them."
"Send a hundred copies of each newspaper to the Japanese Concession."
Zhang Yong continued to give instructions.
Li Boqi said that the top espionage officials had been replaced?
Kenji Doihara has brought in a group of new people? Let’s see them!
Make some news and see how the Japanese respond?
Want to redeem someone? It’s easy. Only five hundred oceans per person. Cheap and good. Children are innocent...
"Now, everyone, go back to your posts."
"Who is responsible for communicating?"
Zhang Yong raised his tone.
After hesitating for a moment, two old policemen stepped forward.
Zhang Yong ordered: "You are responsible for passing oral messages to others. Everyone will report back immediately. At nine o'clock the day after tomorrow, everyone will be called. Those who have not returned will be fired. Pack up and leave."
"Yes." The two old policemen replied hurriedly and then started working.
"Who is in charge of weapons and ammunition?"
"I……"
"take me!"
"yes!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand and went to check the weapons and ammunition at the police station.
It's on the first floor. The weapons warehouse is very large, two to three hundred square meters. But the number of weapons is very small. There are only more than a hundred rifles. They are very old. There are more than a thousand rounds of rifle bullets. There are also more than thirty shell guns. Also
Very old, with hundreds of rounds of pistol bullets. The rest is just a baton.
A baton is not a weapon. You can carry it with you personally. You can take it home. If you lose it, you don’t need to pay compensation. You can just find a way to find someone to make one.
"Has anyone brought home a gun?"
"No."
"Show me the register."
"yes."
Zhang Yong carefully checked the registration book and found no abnormalities.
In fact, he was just standing in the front line and simply understanding the situation. When Li Boqi arrived in the future, he would naturally follow up.
Zhang Yong had a vague hunch that Li Boqi might have to stay in Tianjin Wei for a relatively long time. Maybe he would have to stay until the Marco Polo Bridge Incident.
Even after the fall of Tianjin, Li Boqi would continue to stay here and continue to fight in hiding.
Perhaps, from now on, Tianjin Wei will be Li Boqi's territory.
The place in Shanghai is too important, too conspicuous, and there are too many people competing for it. Li Boqi doesn't have a deep enough background or a strong backstage, so he can't win it.
Actually, Tianjin Wei is pretty good.
Although this place will fall soon, the Eighth Route Army will soon arrive.
No matter what Li Boqi is thinking about, there is no doubt that he will continue to help the Red Party secretly. By then, Tianjin Wei will be in direct contact with the Eighth Route Army. Things obtained from Tianjin Wei can directly fall into the hands of the Eighth Route Army
inside.
Tianjin Wei was the most important port for the Japanese invaders in North China. Basically all the weapons and ammunition needed by the Japanese invaders in North China had to be disembarked from Tianjin Wei. Therefore, there were a lot of military supplies here. Zhang Yong should
You can get a lot of them and then give them directly to the Eighth Route Army to kill the Japanese invaders.
In addition, the most important point is that as long as Li Boqi is in Tianjin Guard, it is impossible for traitors like Wang Zhulin to continue to appear here. After the Japanese invaders launch a full-scale invasion, they can also cause greater damage to the Japanese invaders.
"Where is the dining hall?"
"This way."
Zhang Yong came to the dining hall and found it very shabby.
It's just a bungalow. The roof is still tiled. The tiles have not been cleaned up. There are obvious signs of water leakage on the ground.
Look at the food prepared. There is no meat. It is all Chinese cabbage. It is winter. There is only Chinese cabbage. There is no oil or water yet. It is just boiled cabbage.
Rice? None. Only steamed buns. They are all yellow. Purely natural. No additives. Absolutely healthy. But with natural steamed buns and boiled cabbage, I guess you won’t be able to last long even if you eat five or six steamed buns in one meal.
"What's the current standard for food expenses?"
"One dollar per person per month."
"How much does it cost in terms of oceans?"
"Half an ocean? Maybe not enough. Almost..."
"In this way, from now on, everyone's monthly food expenses will increase to an ocean."
"ah?"
"In a moment, you go and get a thousand oceans for later use."
"yes……"
The Secretary was very happy.
One ocean per person per month is quite a lot.
Others are happy too.
You should be able to eat a little bit of oil and water.
In fact, Zhang Yong can definitely afford food expenses of two oceans per person per month. But it is too outstanding. It is not good.
If it is less than what is above, there is more than what is below.
The main reason is that I am not making enough money now. After taking over the police station, it has not yet opened!
The dozens of baskets of money outside were not earned by using his identity as a police station. After a while, he changed into the uniform of the police station, and then went out to make money.
This is called the distinction between public and private.
Only what you earn as a police station can be spent on the police station...
"Where is the director's office?"
"Second floor."
"Is there an elevator?"
"No……"
"take me."
Zhang Yong came to the director's office.
It's quite grand. There are mahogany sofas inside. They're heavy.
These days, solid wood sofas seem to be worthless. Because there are a lot of forests everywhere, wood is very cheap.
There is no hype about the so-called mahogany wood for the time being. The price is just that of ordinary solid wood. It may be a little more expensive. The main requirements are to be strong, durable, sturdy, large, and stylish. Therefore, all sofas are large.
The desk is also very large. So is the chair.
Frankly speaking, it is much more luxurious and elegant than Li Boqi's office in Shanghai.
It's a pity that as the director, he doesn't have many good days left.
By the July 7th Incident, the police station will definitely be occupied by the Japanese invaders. By then, the world will be dominated by the Japanese.
Mud...
So depressed……
We clearly know the course of history, but we are powerless to change it...
To break the system, you can give me a few hundred J-6s. I will blow up the Yamato Hotel in the first wave...
I don't have a good life, and you little devils can't enjoy it either.
Suddenly, a red dot appeared on the edge of the map. It seemed to be coming by car. It was very fast. It went directly to the door of the police station.
After a while, Yang Zhi came up and reported:
"Captain, a Japanese is here and wants to see you by name."
