spy cloud

The rear half of the roof of Cuihong Building.

Zhang Tianhao sat there, quietly watching the lively scene. The mixed voices of men and women made him want to leave.

The sounds of intimacy were incessant, and even the panting of men and women coming from the room below could be clearly heard.

However, he still sat there, dressed in black, which, combined with the pitch-black night, meant that apart from the lights in Cuiyun Tower, there was only darkness.

And this place is at its liveliest right now.

Watching the kitchen still bustling with activity, seeing the servants constantly bringing in dishes and drinks, and seeing how these people, usually so neatly dressed, were now indulging like beasts, I was struck by the sight of them.

Zhang Tianhao didn't even lift his eyelids, but sat there quietly waiting for his opportunity.

Time passed little by little, and the night grew deeper and deeper.

Before they knew it, it was already midnight, and Zhai Honglou gradually quieted down. Apart from a few voices in a few rooms, it was completely silent.

The kitchen staff had all fallen asleep at some point, or even left work.

He also went to the window next to the private room from yesterday, and with a hook, he hung upside down on the roof, then carefully leaned out.

I went to the window of the private room and listened to the faint breathing sounds inside.

He carefully took out a stick of incense, placed it by the window, and gently blew it inside.

After a while, the sleeping potion slowly took effect.

He returned to the rooftop and sat there calculating the time.

Ten minutes later, he returned to the window, took out his knife, and gently knocked on the window. He then smelled a faint scent of incense wafting out of the room.

He covered his nose and rolled over, landing right inside.

He took out his flashlight and went to the bedside, where he saw a man holding a woman, fast asleep.

He went to the man's clothes and began searching for his identification documents.

He quickly found the man's identification and the woman's identification.

The man's name was He Siyuan, and the woman's name was Jin Xiuer.

As for what the two people did, he didn't know, nor did he want to know, and instead began searching around the room.

The room wasn't big, only about twenty square meters, with a bed, a table, and leftover food, including quite a bit of meat.

"Wow, the food here is really good!"

He began searching the room.

Before long, he found a hiding place under the two people's bed.

He carefully opened the small hiding place in the room, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

They immediately saw a radio, a codebook, some gold bars, silver dollars, and identification documents.

“Oh, it’s Oda Shiro.”

"How could it be a Japanese person? Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Oda Shiro, if it's a Japanese person, then why is this Japanese person lying in Cuiyun Tower all this time? What kind of situation is this?"

"Also, this woman, Kim Soo-ah, could she also be Japanese?"

After putting away the radio, money, two pistols, and dozens of bullets, a look of doubt flashed across Zhang Tianhao's face.

"Why would the Japanese plant spies abroad? Wouldn't it be better to just transfer them over there directly?"

"Could it be that the Japanese have some other scheme going on here?"

He stood there quietly, looking at the food on the table, then at Oda Jiro who was sleeping like a log, and his eyes showed a hint of anger.

"That's it, maybe I can take them with me!" With that thought, he took all the valuables from the two men, then took out two strips of cloth and tied them up.

A short while later, he simply picked up the two of them and slid them down through the window.

Carrying two people weighing over 200 pounds each, they quickly disappeared into the night.

"Oda Jiro, Oda, Oda!"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, and suddenly he thought of another Xiao Tian, ​​the nurse Xiao Tian, ​​wondering if this Xiao Tian was related to the one under his command.

If there really is a connection, that would be the most terrifying joke.

As for whether the original Xiaotian was actually the neighbor's child who was younger than him, it's not certain.

He understood that it was best to be cautious, and he would figure out a solution later.

Not long after, about half an hour later, he arrived outside a dilapidated house. After looking around, he carried the two men directly into the house.

They carefully entered the room, opened a basement door, and then carried the two people into the basement.

The basement wasn't very big, only about ten square meters.

He didn't have high demands. He simply found two wooden pillars on one side, dug a hole and buried them, and then used another stick to make a cross with the wooden pillars.

He simply tied the person to the two crosses.

Looking at the two people who were still unconscious, he couldn't help but smile. Clearly, he hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

After tying them up, he found a basin of water and poured it directly on the two of them.

The two woke up quickly.

Zhang Tianhao knew that his chance to perform was about to begin.

After all, interrogation is a skill.

As screams echoed through the basement, Zhang Tianhao seemed not to hear them and continued his interrogation.

Various methods were repeatedly used. Although he didn't have many tools, he was at least a doctor, so he had quite a few options.

The mere amplification of sensory perception caused Oda Jiro to faint four or five times.

Next was that woman, and the same thing happened.

At five in the morning, he checked the time and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

During the interrogation, I almost forgot the time. The interrogation lasted for four and a half hours, but in the end, I still couldn't get any useful information out of them.

"hehe!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much. He glanced at the two people who had fainted again, without even lifting his eyelids.

After extinguishing the oil lamp, he took out a small bucket, placed it on top of the lamp, and connected a small water pipe to the bottom. Soon, he could hear the sound of water dripping.

"If you hadn't been unconscious, our game would have continued. Too bad, you can slowly savor the pain of bleeding to death!"

He smiled, carefully pushed open the top cover of the basement, and went out.

Then restore the basement to its original position and begin cleaning up the traces he left behind. After all, no one usually lives here. As for the condition of this place, he has already found someone to buy it.

After all, this place was originally home to a family infected with the virus. Now that the family is gone, the place is empty. Naturally, he bought it directly from his relatives and made it his secret base.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to play with them today.

"Sigh, maybe getting married is a troublesome thing. I can't come over to interrogate these two guys tonight. I really don't know when I'll have time." (End of Chapter)