My spy diary

Chapter 243 Akita-kun, is that you? (asking for monthly ticket)
Yin Xingyun realized that his identity was exposed and he could no longer hide it. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and a gleaming dagger flew out from his sleeve.

Zhang Yi was prepared and dodged by turning his head. He approached and grabbed his ankle and dragged him out of the car.

Yin Xingyun struggled desperately, using his hands and feet, kicking and pulling, trying to get rid of Zhang Yi's pull, and trying to close the car door to get a chance to catch his breath.

However, the plainclothes officers who had been on guard for a long time would not let him have his way. They went up from the other side and dragged Yin Xingyun out of the car.

Four men restrained his hands and feet, one locked his jaw, one checked his mouth with a flashlight, and one was responsible for searching him.

"Chief, I found something!" The plainclothes officer who was checking the oral cavity pointed at Yin Xingyun's back teeth and said:

"The other teeth nearby have signs of wear and tear, but this one is intact. It must be a denture."

Dentures mean hiding poison, but now, even if there are tools, if one accidentally breaks the tooth, the poison powder will flow out and Yin Xingyun will die.

"Shut his mouth and give him an injection." Zhang Yi sneered and waved his hand.

Yin Xingyun was restrained firmly, the expression on his face froze instantly, his eyes revealed incredible astonishment, and his originally firm and ferocious gaze was now filled with shock and unwillingness.

"Colonel Zhang, what's going on?"

Watching the plainclothes officers control Yin Xingyun and inject him with anesthetics, the German Will walked up with a look of astonishment and confusion on his face.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yi glanced at him sideways, then grabbed Yin Xingyun's hair and tore it hard. The wig flew away, revealing a head of neatly combed black hair.

However, he followed the wrinkles on his neck and directly pulled off the human skin mask covering his face.

When agents remove their disguises such as fake beards and masks, they usually use hot air to fumigate. When Zhang Yi pulled it like this, a piece of skin on Yin Xingyun's chin and face was directly stuck off. Although the wound was not deep, blood soon flowed out, and he frowned in pain.

But the anesthetic soon took effect and Yin Xingyun fainted.

"Do you know him?" Zhang Yi pointed at the Japanese spy after he had taken off his disguise and looked coldly at the pretentious German guy.

"Oh, this is incredible." The German's eyes flickered and he shook his head repeatedly, "No, I don't know him. I haven't seen him at all."

"Didn't you say he was your friend?"

"This is a misunderstanding, Colonel. Listen to me. You Chinese say 'friends come from afar', not 'seeing injustice on the road and helping others'. He is my friend, but I just met him in the bar. He said he had a heart disease, and I was soft-hearted. Who knew he took advantage of my kindness?"

Will looked annoyed and innocent, gesticulating repeatedly and speaking incoherently. In short, he had nothing to do with the matter.

"You should explain this to the chairman." Zhang Yi sneered and ignored him. He turned his head and glanced at the driver who was standing there at a loss, and said meaningfully: "I hope you go back and report truthfully to your superiors."

Without waiting for the driver to reply, Zhang Yi waved his hand and said, "Closing the team."

The car soon roared away, and Will, with a mouthful of exhaust fumes, slid to the ground in despair, no longer having the strength to stand up.

"This person is the Eagle?"

Dai Chunfeng, wrapped in a general's woolen coat, looked gloomily through the coated glass at Yin Xingyun, who had been tortured beyond recognition in the interrogation room.

"Yes, we have tried all kinds of punishments, but he just won't open his mouth."

Dai Chunfeng snorted softly, "Although I don't know his rank in the Special High Section, he can connect with the German advisers, so he must be a big fish. Everything is difficult at the beginning, especially interrogation. For such a diehard, it is not enough to just torture him. We still have to find his weak points."

"How about you conduct the interrogation yourself?" Zhang Yixin said. The punishment of sitting on ice was invented by Boss Dai from Zizhi Tongjian.

Many people have heard of the story of "Su Wu Shepherding Sheep". At that time, Su Wu was ordered to go on a diplomatic mission to the Huns, but was detained. The Huns punished him by making him sit on ice.

Of course, Zhang Yi could only say this in his heart. The last time Boss Dai took action personally, he failed to obtain Okada Yoshimasa's confession. If he fails again this time, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of his leader?
"Yes." Seeing that Boss Dai looked uninterested, Zhang Yi had no choice but to nod.

"How about trying a truth serum?" Mao Qiwu interrupted unexpectedly.

Dai Chunfeng raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Veritaserum?"

Apparently he had never heard of this thing either.

Mao Qiwu continued, "I have read some materials and books that Deputy Director Zheng brought back from his study in Germany. It mentioned that the Americans have developed a lie detector and a magical potion. As long as the prisoner is injected with this potion, he will subconsciously tell the truth."

It sounded a bit magical, and Zhang Yi was a little skeptical, because he had seen such a plot in later film and television works and novels, where someone told the truth after being injected with "truth serum", so he had always been curious, is there really such a magical potion in reality?

Dai Chunfeng was also half-believing and half-doubting. After pondering for a while, he asked someone to call an expert from the Medical Department of the Secret Service.

Soon, a well-mannered military doctor wearing glasses came to the interrogation room and gave a definite answer.

"Virgo, there is indeed such medicine, but its effect is hard to describe."

He explained: "This is similar to speaking the truth after drinking. The specific effect varies depending on the person's physical constitution and will. This potion can be traced back to several decades ago. There was an obstetrician and gynecologist in the United States who found that the obstetric anesthetic Dongliangguan dulcolax would put the patient in a state of half-awake and half-dreamy. The patient would not only talk spontaneously, but also answer the questions he asked. This is the truth serum."

It turned out to be true. Dai Chunfeng's eyes lit up and he immediately asked, "Why do you say the effect is hard to describe? Are there any side effects?"

The military doctor nodded and said, "That's right. Once this drug is injected, the patient will experience hallucinations and impaired consciousness. Some people will become chatterboxes and crazy, and some patients will have language expression disorders and may not be able to speak a complete sentence."

"Later, the Americans developed thiopental based on dongliangguan alkaloids. This drug works faster and is more powerful, but it is also more harmful."

Boss Dai didn't care about the aftereffects and patted Mao Qiwu's shoulder approvingly: "Brother Qiwu, you have done a great job this time. Send a telegram to Xiao Bo, the head of the American station, immediately and ask him to find a way to get this stuff in."

"Yes." Mao Qiwu responded respectfully.

Having solved the interrogation problem, Dai Chunfeng was very proud. He looked at the silent Japanese spy in the interrogation room and sneered, "If you don't say it now, you will have to say it in the future. I will report to the chairman now."

With that, he strode out of the interrogation room.

A few days passed in a flash. One day, Zhang Yizheng came back from the counterfeit banknote factory outside the city. As soon as he entered the city, he saw firecrackers and gongs everywhere. He hurriedly asked his secretary, "What happened?"

Secretary Chen was also confused and quickly got out of the car to ask.

After a while he ran back excitedly and said, "Chief, big win!"

"General Li lured the enemy deep into the Taierzhuang front and wiped out more than 17,000 Japanese troops in one fell swoop. The Japanese invaders fled in panic." "Yes, we won, finally won." Upon hearing the news, Zhang Yi almost burst into tears.

The Battle of Taierzhuang was the first major victory of the Chinese army since the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. In this battle, the Japanese army suffered 17,000 casualties and the Chinese army suffered 30,000 casualties.

"Let's go back. We need to celebrate today."

As the car moved forward, we could hear laughter and joy all along the way. The doors and shops that had been closed because of the occasional bombings by Japanese warplanes were all open today. The whole city was boiling with the sounds of firecrackers, cheers and congratulations everywhere. The doors of every household were filled with red and green firecracker confetti, and everyone had an irrepressible smile on their face, happier than during the Chinese New Year.

When I returned to the secret service, I saw a group of secret agents gathered around the radio, listening to the broadcast, each of them was so excited that they could hardly contain themselves.

Mao Qiwu was wearing a brand new Zhongshan suit and shook hands with everyone he met. One might have thought he was a hero in this war.

"Hurry up, the director will hold a high-level meeting at noon, and no one can be absent. I will treat you to dinner tonight."

When we arrived at the meeting room, we saw a group of secret agents all grinning from ear to ear.

Dai Chunfeng, who was wearing a major general's uniform, also had a red face. He took out a document and said seriously:
"The victory of the Battle of Taierzhuang greatly inspired the Chinese people's enthusiasm for victory in the war of resistance. Next came the most important battle to defend Wuhan.

In order to slow down the Japanese attack and gain time for the deployment of the next Wuhan defense war, the Military Commission has mobilized 600,000 troops to the Xuzhou front to fight the Japanese army to the death. What our secret service wants is to eliminate all Japanese spies hiding around Wuhan, decipher the Japanese code, and provide the necessary military intelligence for the front line. "

Hearing this, Zhang Yi remained calm, but was worried in his heart. The victory of the Battle of Taierzhuang undoubtedly greatly inspired the enthusiasm of the Chinese people to win the war of resistance, but it must be realized that the victory of this war is difficult to replicate, because it was not due to strength, but was achieved by the Chinese army's spirit of sacrifice and the reckless advance of the Japanese Isogai Division.

The war had not yet entered the stalemate stage, but now the Generalissimo, either because he did not understand the accidental nature of victory or because he was blinded by victory, sent 600,000 troops to the Xuzhou front to fight a decisive battle.
Anyone who has read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms or knows a little about history and geography knows that Xuzhou is difficult to defend but easy to attack, because it is surrounded by open plains with no strategic locations, while the Japanese mechanized forces can be deployed to their full potential. A decisive battle in Xuzhou might be exactly what the Japanese invaders, who were eager for a quick victory, wanted.

But in such military and national affairs and strategic arrangements, not to mention Zhang Yi, even Dai Chunfeng could not get a say. All he could do was do his job well.

As soon as the meeting was over, Zhang Yi left with his notebook, but Mao Qiwu stopped him and said mysteriously, "The things have been delivered."

In the iron prison, Yin Xingyun woke up slowly in excruciating pain. His entire body was covered with whip marks and branding iron marks, and the nails on his hands and feet had all been pulled out. He was now hanging on to his last breath, barely gasping for air.

Yin Xingyun gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, looking at the happy plainclothes guards in confusion. He really couldn't understand what these ferocious guys were so excited about.
At this moment, with a "bang", the iron gate opened, and two plainclothes officers came forward with a sneer and lifted him up.

Yin Xingyun thought that a new round of interrogation was about to begin and could not help but sneer. He wanted to see what other tricks the Chinese agents had.

However, he didn't expect that this time he went to a room similar to a ward instead of an interrogation room.

Zhang Yi took the lead, and in addition to the plainclothes officers, there were two military doctors in white coats standing behind him.

"Treat my wounds? Now you are using gentle tactics?" Yin Xingyun sneered in his heart.

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and Yin Xingyun was tied to the bed without any explanation.

While he was wondering, he saw the military doctor took out several injections from the medicine box next to him and sucked them into the syringes neatly.

Then someone tied his arm with a dark yellow rubber tube, patted and hit it, and started looking for blood vessels.

Yin Xingyun snorted coldly. Seeing these Chinese people eager to try, their eyes clearly full of anticipation, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. What did the other party want to inject into him?
He sneered. He had endured electric shock three times. How could he be afraid of a small injection of medicine?
As the military doctor pushed the syringe, the light yellow medicine slowly flowed into Yin Xingyun's blood.

Yin Xingyun felt a cool liquid slowly entering his body, but he didn't feel anything. Then after a few seconds, he realized something was wrong.

His consciousness began to fade and his vision became blurry.

"The medicine is working." Zhang Yi could see it without the military doctor saying it. At this moment, Yin Xingyun's eyes had become dull, and his originally sharp eyes gradually became confused and empty.

Then, his tense facial muscles began to relax, as if he had lost control of his expression.

"Yin Xingyun?"

Zhang Yi called out, but Yin Xingyun's lips were trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something but seemed unable to organize clear words.

Occasionally, it spits out a few vague bytes, but with an involuntary feeling, it chatters on and on.

"Yin Xingyun, what is your real name?"

However, Yin Xingyun, who was in a daze, seemed not to hear anything and continued to mutter to himself.

"Is the medicine not effective enough or is there something wrong?" Zhang Yi asked the military doctor.

The two military doctors looked at each other, and one of them smiled bitterly and said, "Chief Zhang, this is just forcing the issue. We don't know much about this kind of medicine either."

"Then give him another injection." Zhang Yi thought about it and said firmly.

"Chief Zhang, I'm afraid if I give him another shot, he'll go straight to the brain death department and ask."

"Don't worry, he can even withstand electric shock. He has a strong will and won't die so easily. Even if something goes wrong, I will take all the responsibility." Zhang Yi pointed to the monitoring device next to him, and it was self-evident.

"Okay." The military doctor nodded and gave Yin Xingyun another injection.

The next moment, Yin Xingyun's body suddenly twitched, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead, soaking his hair, and his breathing became rapid and disordered.

"Chief Zhang, this."

"Don't worry, he must be struggling internally. Just wait a little longer." Zhang Yi comforted the military doctor and calmly looked at Yin Xingyun, whose eyes were confused again.

During his fierce struggle, Zhang Yi suddenly asked in Japanese: "Mr. Yin, I'm here to save you."

Hearing this, Yin Xingyun struggled even more violently, and suddenly said in Japanese:

"Akita-kun, is that you?"

Hearing this, even the military doctor who had originally given up hope turned back in shock, and the plainclothes officers were even more surprised and delighted.

Zhang Yi knew that he should remain calm at this time, so he left only one doctor behind and waved his hand for the other plainclothes officers to leave before he began questioning them.

(End of this chapter)