My spy diary

Chapter 155: Get it and kill it (asking for monthly votes)
"crash"

Zhao Youde was dragged out of the icy water again.

This time he didn't resist at all. He slowly lowered his head and dropped his hands feebly, as if all his strength had been drained away.

His face was gray and gloomy, his eyes were blank, and his face was full of despair and misery.

He knew that he was finished. What he just said was indeed "evidence in court", but it was not used to confront Shiga, but was evidence that he had surrendered to the enemy and became a traitor.

He personally handed over the evidence of his crime into the hands of the other party.

"Every traitor can be found and punished."

"Pa", the cold and murderous words on the interrogation table floated into his ears, and Zhao Youde fell to his knees with a "plop".

He gasped weakly and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, please forgive me. I am willing to do whatever it takes. I am willing to do whatever it takes."

But he waited for a long time, but didn't get the answer he wanted.

He raised his head cautiously and saw Zhang Yi standing there holding a cigarette. He was bathed in the sun, his tall and tall figure was full of aura, and he seemed to be calm and powerful. There was a deep light in his eyes. At this moment, he was standing there. Staring at him condescendingly.

Zhao Youde shivered subconsciously and kowtowed as if pounding garlic, but the answer he gave him was a few cold words:
"Pull him out and shoot him, no, throw him in a manure pit and drown him. Run the house and arrest all his family members."

As soon as he finished speaking, two plainclothes men picked him up like a dead dog.

"No, no, no, I'm still useful. Sir, please listen to me." Zhao Youde cried bitterly and begged, hugging the civilian's thigh directly.

"Every traitor will be punished. Since you have the courage to be a traitor, why don't you have the courage to face death?" Zhang Yi's voice was cold, with a biting chill.

Zhao Youde subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but... he was indeed a traitor, and the evidence was conclusive.
Zhang Yi used facts to teach him a lesson about what it means to never tire of deceit. At this moment.
Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, in the dead of night, he also thought about the consequences of being a traitor, which was nothing more than being shot or showing off his power under the protection of the Japanese. That was all in the future.
But now he was pulled directly to the present time, and he had thought of many ways to die. He never thought that death could be so concrete, like drowning in a cesspit.
Just thinking about it made his scalp numb and made him want to vomit.
In an instant, he fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and the cold sweat all over his body instantly soaked his clothes. His short life flashed like lightning and thunder in his mind.
The kind faces of his parents, the pride when he was admitted to the county town from the depths of the mountains and then entered the police training school, the dissatisfaction of ignorance in the officialdom, and the hustle and bustle of spending time and drinking with the Japanese.
Passion, regret, panic, frustration, pain, hatred, remorse, misery, all the emotions were mixed together at this moment.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to live.
Suddenly, he didn't know where the courage came from. He grabbed the civilian's leg and roared:
"I want to report, I want to report, He Jiarong, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Department of the police station, colluded with the Japanese and supplied opium to the Japanese."

"Also, there is their director Zhang Quansheng, he is also a participant." Zhao Youde gasped, racking his brains to think.
"Not enough." A faint voice floated over, and Zhang Yi was seen stroking the wire recorder, pressing a few buttons, and a rustling sound came out.

Click, press the button again, and a voice sounds from the recorder:
"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, Fan Tonggui, the chief of staff of the bandit leader Song Yaowu in Zhongmu County, will come."

His own voice floated in his ears, and Zhao Youde subconsciously wanted to grab this life-saving straw. He trembled:
"Sir, please forgive me. Fan Tonggui, Song Yaowu's chief of staff, will come to meet me tomorrow afternoon to collect the Japanese letter of appointment and travel expenses. If I don't go, they will be suspicious."

"I was the one who set things up for them. If I didn't go, they would be suspicious."

"Those are more than a thousand murderous bandits. Not only do they conspire to commit violence and riots, and break up railway robberies, but they also plan to blow up the Yellow River and plot the independence of the counties north of the Yellow River."

"Only I, only I can help you catch them all."

"Based on what you've done, it's not an exaggeration to say that your body would be cut into pieces, and drowning in a manure pit would be an advantage for you."

Zhang Yi sneered, catching the changes in Zhao Youde's mood and demeanor. He remembered a saying, if you want to play with your opponent, you must continue to create hope for him, one beautiful hope after another that is close at hand. Suddenly, all hopes burst like a beautiful bubble, and his heart fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

At this time, if you throw him a bone, he will pick it up like a dog.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Yi's faint voice fell in Zhao Youde's ears. At this moment, it was like hearing the sound of nature, making him drunk.

"I can do it. I can do it. Not only can I stabilize Fan Tonggui, I can also trick Song Yao into coming over."

"Really? I doubt your ability."

"No, sir, please believe it.
After all, I am also a high school graduate. I have been very smart since I was a child. There is absolutely no problem in acting, but I am just a bandit leader. "Zhao Youde kowtows like pounding garlic and swears by it.

"You are a smart man, but you are too smart." Zhang Yi smiled mockingly, waved his hand and said:

"You go next door first and think about how to act."

He believes that Zhao Youde can do it. As long as a person is obsessed with profit, he can become smart and rack his brains to come up with unexpected tricks. However, he must also prevent such people from ferocious counterattacks.
"The unit chief, the man who contacted Zhao Youde was in his early thirties, dressed as a businessman. He left the teahouse and went back to Leshan Hall. After a while, he changed his clothes and came out, and then went to the 'Chinese Culture Research Institute' at No. 9 Tongshang Lane. "

"He stayed for an hour before coming out. After coming out, he went directly back to Leshan Hall."

"Institute of Chinese Culture?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows. The Japanese couldn't come up with any new tricks. This so-called Cultural Research Institute should be their secret spy agency. Under the guise of studying culture, they secretly spy on military intelligence and engage in espionage activities.

However, the strength of the Kaifeng military police Xiante is obviously not as good as that of Jinling, so they are a bit blatant.

Oda Nobuhide must be hiding here.

This person is indeed very ambitious. He actually weaved such a big network in Kaifeng. He not only spied on intelligence, sold drugs and drugs, but also colluded with bandits to plot to carry out riots.
If we want to catch all these guys in one fell swoop, it's obviously not possible to rely on just a dozen or so people on our own.

"Start monitoring this research institute immediately," Zhang Yi muttered:

"Send a report to Room A and the Operations Department immediately."

"Yes."

Telegrams need to be sent, and the Kaifeng Station of the Secret Service also needs to communicate. First of all, the monitoring equipment used for the joint tomorrow afternoon must be borrowed...

But can these people believe it? Available?

Zhang Yi fell into thinking...

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(End of this chapter)