My spy diary

Chapter 103 Arrest (please vote)

An intensive arrest operation slowly unfolded.

Five o'clock, newspaper office.

Suddenly some uninvited guests came, some policemen.

But no one takes it seriously. Reporters control public opinion and don’t care about a few small policemen.

So what should everyone do in the office?

A reporter sat in his seat with his legs crossed, glanced sideways at a few people, and said impatiently:
"What are you doing? Get out."

The leader was Zheng Huhe. His eyes passed over everyone in the office and did not stop at Gu Zhishan. He looked at the reporter and asked:

"Where's Zhang Kang?"

"Do you have anything to do with our editor?"

As soon as the reporter finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and reading glasses walked in holding several newspaper samples.

He frowned and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter with you?"

Zheng Huhe stared at Zhang Kang for a few times, then pulled over a timid man and asked:

"is it him?"

The man glanced at Zhang Kang and immediately said excitedly:
"It's him, it's unmistakable. He was wearing the same clothes yesterday."

Not to mention Zhang Kang, everyone in the office looked at each other in confusion and confusion, not knowing what was going on.

Zheng Huhe waved his hand, pointed at Zhang Kang and said: "Suspected of murder, take him away."

There was an uproar in the office. No one believed that the honest and honest Editor Zhang would kill anyone.

"Is it a mistake?"

"Yes, how could Editor Zhang kill someone? I heard that his wife cuckolded him."

"We can't let them take away Editor Zhang, we want to see the evidence."

No matter what they discussed, the two policemen immediately pounced on him like wolves.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Kang was not one to sit still and wait for death. He threw the newspaper sample at the policeman's face, tore down a few chairs, lifted up the hem of his gown, and was about to open the window and jump down.

However, he obviously underestimated the police's skill. As soon as he leaned out, he was pulled back.

Not to mention the two "policemen" who arrested him, even Zheng Huhe was caught off guard by this scene.

There is nothing wrong with you, why are you running?
Isn’t this Editor Zhang really going to kill someone?
He stepped forward, pinched Editor Zhang's chin, and asked sharply: "Where were you at 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon?"

"I didn't kill anyone. I was in the office yesterday afternoon." Zhang Kang struggled with himself, his expression changing.

"Why are you running away if you haven't killed anyone? Are you guilty of being a thief?" Zheng Huhe sneered, with some bad premonition in his heart, then frowned and continued to ask:
"Who can prove it to you?"

"He and the people in his office can prove it to me."

Following the direction of Editor Zhang's gaze, Zheng Huhe looked at several restless reporters and editors and asked:

"Was he in the office yesterday afternoon?"

"This. This." The reporter who had been aggrieved by Lao Zhang just now evaded his eyebrows and hesitated.

After all, the scene of Lao Zhang running away with a guilty conscience just now is still vivid in his mind, and now no one can guarantee whether he killed someone or not.

"I can vouch for him." Just when Zheng Huhe was thinking about how to lure Gu Zhishan out, he took the initiative to stand up and said with an indignant look:

"I can testify that I handed an interview script to Editor Zhang yesterday. It was just after work, it should be two o'clock, so it is impossible for him to kill anyone."

Editor Zhang glanced at Gu Zhishan gratefully and said "Thank you". Then he glared at several young reporters who looked ashamed and cursed:

"People's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"

"Oh, really? What's your name? Where's the ID." Zheng Huhe stepped forward and stared at Gu Zhishan.

"Gu Zhishan, reporter." Gu Zhishan took out his ID from his trouser pocket without changing his expression, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth:
"Here, I'm a good citizen."

'You won't be anymore soon'

Zheng Huhe sneered in his heart and took a deep breath. The moment he took the certificate, he suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and stepped on his leg.

Seeing Zheng Huhe suddenly taking action, not to mention the two people who grabbed Editor Zhang, several other police officers also rushed over while the reporters and editors were stunned.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" Gu Zhishan was still struggling and shouting after being pushed to the ground.

But the next moment he saw Zheng Huhe holding his jaw with a sneer on his face, first checking his teeth, and then asking the team members to pull off his gown without even removing the lining, he finally realized something was wrong.

Looking at the clothes Zheng Huhe had received, he spread them aside and inspected them carefully, especially the collar and cuffs. Gu Zhishan's face was already filled with despair.

These people's methods are definitely not those of the police. Checking the cuffs, collars, and teeth is to prevent them from hiding poison and committing suicide.

'When exactly was it exposed? How was it exposed? '

Gu Zhishan was shocked in his heart. He never thought that one day he would be arrested in such an embarrassing and helpless way.

The best thing a spy can do is to be hit in the head by a bullet from nowhere one day.

Gu Zhishan thought depressedly and anxiously, carefully recalling everything that had happened in the past two days.

The brilliance flashed in the brain, and the picture was confusing.

Middle-aged man dressed as a businessman.
Frightened ugly woman in dark alley
The enchanting and mature prostitute in the dance hall.
Then there was the red girl I met after being drunk that time. And that damn Japanese sentence.
'No way? Didn't Mr. Mizama say that he had already taken care of the Chinese agent? Hasn't Lin Azhu been arrested? '

'Could it be that they have been acting and never gave up on their investigation of me? '

"Mizuki-kun, this idiot, fell into the sinister trick of the Chinese people."

Annoyed, frustrated... Takagi hated it.

What the instructor said came to mind:

"Sometimes, having no flaws is the biggest flaw. In our profession, we can only be suspicious of everyone at all times. As long as we relax even a little bit, we may fall into the abyss."

Takagi smiled bitterly. Yesterday, he boasted that Guan Gong would also defeat Maicheng, but he didn't expect that his Maicheng would also arrive.
"Gag his mouth, cover his head, and take him away." Zheng Huhe sneered, then looked around the crowd darkly and said:
"The Secret Service is working. I was offended just now, but no one is allowed to leak what happened today, otherwise they will bear the consequences."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Editor Zhang, who was moaning loudly next to him, and said coldly:
"If you don't want others to know you, you have to do it yourself. If you have done anything illegal or criminal, go to the police and surrender as soon as possible. You won't have such good luck next time."

This was his well-intentioned advice. He was most worried that Editor Zhang was his comrade.

Editor Zhang's expression was gloomy, and his slightly trembling hands revealed his inner nervousness.

Zheng Huhe, who took all this into consideration, flashed his eyebrows, left expressionlessly saying "take care of yourself" and left.

"Okay, we're off to a good start, not bad!"

A hotel next to the train station.

After hanging up the phone from Zheng Huhe, Zhang Yi smiled faintly, looked back at the dozen or so uneasy subordinates, and his expression turned grim again.

Some people are eager to try it, some are disdainful, and most people are uneasy.

Qian Xiaosan bent over and said with a flattering smile:

"Commander, who are you arresting this time? A red party member or a spy. Such a big deal."

Zhang Yi smiled playfully, stared at him with sharp eyes, snorted coldly, and then said:
“It doesn’t matter who you catch, what matters is who you catch.

It is said that it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment to make use of it. This is my first arrest operation as a spy and stock investor. I hope everyone can go all out. Bullets don’t have eyes.
If you catch someone, you will be rewarded for your merits, but if anyone dares to slack off or cheat, don't blame me for being ruthless. "

"monkey."

"Here we come." The monkey stepped out of the queue and saluted with a solemn look on his face.

"Take a few people to supervise. Anyone who retreats, no matter who they are, will be shot to death."

"Yes." Monkey puffed up his chest, his cold eyes passing over the faces of everyone, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

"Qian Xiaosan."

"arrive."

"You lead the team and raid the nearby guest house, rooms 201, 201, and 203. You don't need me to tell you what to do, right?"

"Yes, unit chief, I promise to complete the task." Qian Xiaosan saluted and left with everyone roaring away.

Zhang Yi nodded, looked at the monkey and said:

"The other players are all familiar to us. You know who has the best eyesight, who has the strongest sense of direction, who runs the fastest, and who has the best marksmanship. Good steel is used on the blade. You go and arrange it." Come on, let’s drag the net and not even a single fly will fly out.”

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)