Zhang Yong was shaking his hammer. What on earth did he want to do?
This guy is simply too cruel!
Carry a hammer and a wooden stick with you. If you disagree, you will take action.
Too cruel...
"Who are you?"
"You, what are you going to do?"
The spy was also panicked.
Such a big hammer!
Even an idiot knows its ferocity.
If you are hit on the head with a hammer, go directly to see King Yama...
No, I'm going to see Amaterasu.
In fact, Zhang Yong felt that this hammer was too kind and not as powerful as a mace.
"Name." Zhang Yong asked coldly.
"Hu Dahai." The spy replied, "Who are you?"
"Japanese name." Zhang Yong put the hammer on the ground.
It seems a bit heavy.
It's a bit tiring to hold.
"What Japanese name?" the Japanese spy pretended to be stupid.
But I felt nervous inside.
Does the other party know that he is Japanese? Then it’s over...
I can't understand.
real.
He had no idea who Zhang Yong was.
Definitely not peers.
There is no trace of the temperament of his peers in Zhang Yong.
He is just a little gangster!
There are little gangsters like this all over Shanghai. So, he didn't take any precautions at all.
Who knew, the other party would actually catch me!
Well……
The back of my head hurts so much...
damn it!
How did the other party plot against me?
Is it made of bricks?
I obviously didn’t see any weapons on the opponent’s body!
If Zhang Yong had a stick or something on him, he would have discovered it long ago. He is a professional spy!
result……
tragedy……
He was assassinated without any warning.
And now I'm handcuffed again.
etc……
Handcuffs.
The other party actually had handcuffs.
Finished...
It was really like meeting a colleague.
"My name is Zhang Yong." Zhang Yong said with kind eyes, "I am that Zhang Yong."
"What?" The spy didn't seem to understand.
Zhang Yong suddenly looked bad.
Damn it. You kid is pretending to be stupid, right?
I said my name is Zhang Yong! You haven’t heard of it? You don’t know me?
I also wanted to show off in front of Shi Bingdao, but failed...
depressed.
Failed to pretend...
It's so embarrassing to say.
Reach for the hammer.
"what you do?"
"what you do?"
The spy suddenly panicked.
Don't come here!
Don't come here!
Don't move that hammer, don't move...
"Confess honestly!"
"Otherwise, I'll smash all the bones in your body."
Zhang Yong said casually.
No threat. Just stating a fact.
If the other party doesn't confess, everything will really be destroyed.
"you……"
"you……"
The spy was anxious and angry, his face flushed.
He wanted to resist.
He refused to give in.
But……
Watching Zhang Yong lift such a heavy hammer...
"Don't even think about it!"
The spy spit out two words.
He has to be stubborn for a while.
He will never give in easily. Unless he really can't bear it...
Then……
Zhang Yong stuffed the spy's mouth with rags.
Then he was tied up with ropes, one after another, to prevent the ropes from breaking.
Then……
Pressing his palms against the bench...
Then……
Lift up the hammer and smash it down...
Then……
The Japanese invader's body suddenly straightened up.
The whole person seemed like a crazy lion, as if it was about to break the rope.
"Well……"
Let out a hysterical roar.
But the sound can only echo in the throat. I can't scream at all because my mouth is blocked.
His eyes were as big as a copper bell and filled with bloodshot eyes.
Shi Bingdao:......
sky!
This Zhang Yong!
Really smashed!
faint!
Hitting such a big hammer...
He didn't even dare to look at it.
No wonder Zhang Yong wanted to tell him to turn around.
This cruel guy is so cruel...
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
Put the hammer back on the ground. It's very heavy. It weighs thirty kilograms.
Made of pure pig iron. Hard and stained with rust. I don't know if it's rust or blood stains.
Watch the time silently.
five minutes……
ten minutes……
Close your eyes and rest your mind.
It is estimated that the Japanese spy will take longer to calm down.
You can also hear the sound of the spy struggling. The spy's feet almost dug two holes in the ground.
It hurts.
Definitely.
What you want is this simple and crude effect.
You don't have to confess.
At most I waste a little effort...
finally……
Half an hour passed.
Zhang Yong opened his eyes and looked at the spy.
benign countenance.
Amiable.
"Does it hurt?"
"Do you want to come here a second time?"
The spy shook his head desperately.
In no mood.
Absolutely not!
I confess!
I confess!
"If you are willing to confess, just nod..."
The spy nodded desperately.
Zhang Yong then took out the rag from his mouth.
Huh?
Why is there blood on it?
Oh, he gritted his teeth. He bit his gums to bits.
It seems really painful.
"I said……"
"I said……"
The spy couldn't wait to cry out tremblingly.
This Zhang Yong is a complete lunatic! He started with such a cruel routine.
Can't you just use a whip, pepper water, and tiger bench in order? Only use a soldering iron at the end. Who has ever seen someone use a hammer directly?
Faint!
Is a hammer an instrument of torture? Really? Really?
The other party is really crazy...
Unfortunately, my palm was a bloody mess.
Zhang Yong let go of his hand.
"me……"
"name."
"Pig, Inoda Ichiro..."
"What?"
Zhang Yong said that he heard it, but he seemed to have heard it wrong again.
Pig field? This name is interesting.
"Bamboo field. Bamboo of bamboo. Bamboo." The spy hurriedly defended.
Zhang Yong then nodded.
Very good. This spy is easy to deal with.
He actually wants to explain his name, so he definitely doesn't want to commit suicide.
So I brought a stool and sat down.
Look at Shi Bingdao.
"Would you like to sit and listen?"
"Need not."
Shi Bingdao shook his head.
He is still more accustomed to standing.
The main reason is that what happened just now, he has not seen for a long time.
Zhang Yong knocked out a random person and dragged him in, and then he was a spy. And then the spy actually confessed.
It feels so metaphysical.
He needs to take a good look at it and explain it scientifically.
He only believed in science and did not believe in gods and gods. He believed that there must be secrets in it. Maybe Zhang Yong used a blind method.
"Say it." Zhang Yong gestured to the Japanese spy.
"I..." the Japanese spy murmured. He didn't know where to start.
The key is, I don’t know what Zhang Yong wants to hear.
What if I take the hammer again...
I really want to say, can you put the hammer further away? I look scared...
But in the end I didn't dare to say it.
He felt it was so embarrassing to the Japanese Empire. How could he be afraid?
However, such a big hammer...
It should be made of pig iron. It's so big and octagonal.
It is estimated to be at least twenty or thirty pounds...
"Who did the radio station go to?" Zhang Yong asked.
"I don't know. I'm only responsible for delivering." The spy quickly replied.
"Send it to where?"
"Chunxiang Theater."
"where to put?"
"Put it in locker 33."
"Can a suitcase that big be put in a locker?"
"It's okay. The lockers at Chunxiang Theater are very big. It won't be a problem even if one person is hidden inside."
"Then what?"
"Then you can go! Mission accomplished!"
"Do you know what's in the suitcase?"
"have no idea."
"Now you've seen it. There's a radio station."
"I really do not know."
"Then why don't you take the car?"
"Sit down! I just got off the car."
"You got out of the car and walked this far?"
"I took the wrong bus."
"Why did you get on the wrong bus? You just came to Shanghai?"
"yes……"
"When did you come? How long have you been here?"
"It was November last year. It was two months ago."
"November……"
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that during the time he left Shanghai, the Japanese invaders added a lot of spies!
They should all be transferred from other places or from China. Therefore, they are not very familiar with Shanghai.
I've only been here two months and it's normal for me to get on the wrong bus. But how can he, a novice, carry a radio with him?
Oh, maybe Japanese people think radio stations are no big deal. Because they never lack them.
Only the red party would use the radio station as a treasure.
He values the radio station more than his own life.
That's fine. This unexpected radio station was given to Shi Bingdao. They should make use of it.
"Who is your boss? Who gave you the box?"
"Wei Boqiang. He asked me to deliver the goods. By the way, his Japanese name is Noya Tosaburo..."
"etc."
Zhang Yong heard a familiar name.
Kintaro Notani…
Noya Tosaburo...
They are all from the Nogu family! It is said that there are five brothers.
"Are you from the Huai Agency?"
"What?"
"Aren't you from the Huai Agency?"
"I don't know. What kind of mechanism?"
"It's okay. Just keep talking."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
It seems that this spy is indeed a newbie.
Otherwise, I would not have succeeded in plotting so easily before. I would have knocked him unconscious with just one stick.
"What do you want to know?"
"Besides Noya Tosaburo, who else do you know?"
"I don't know. I was assigned to work for Notani Tozaburo. If there is a situation, report it to him. If he has a task, leave it to me to execute."
"What is this book for?"
Zhang Yong brought over the book "Flowers in the Mirror".
The spy looked at it curiously. It seemed to be the first time he saw it.
"Have you not seen what's inside the box?"
"I haven't seen it. Mr. Noya said I couldn't open it. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the order. I would have to commit seppuku."
"Have you never been to China before?"
"came."
"when?"
"Two years ago."
"What are you doing here?"
"take an exam."
"What content?"
"Chinese words. Chinese customs. Etc."
"Assessment criteria?"
"If you live here for three months and don't show any flaws, you will pass."
"How many people are taking the assessment with you?"
"I don't know exactly. But there are more than 300 people."
"More than three hundred?"
"I heard the instructor scolding you, you three or four hundred people, are all useless! You are the worst class I have ever led!"
"oh……"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt a very familiar feeling.
Such curse words, hehe...
So, here comes the question——
The worst session. That’s more than one session.
There are three to four hundred people in one session. If there are five sessions, it will be more than 1,500 people. If there are ten sessions...
It is inferred that the trainees are all Japanese spies and can speak Chinese fluently.
This amount is quite a lot.
Turning around to look at Shi Bingdao.
Shi Bingdao was also secretly shocked.
The Japanese spies are making deliberate plans and the situation is worrying!
