"yes!"

Zhang Yong did not mean what he said.

It's not that the spy is rash. It's that he himself is rash.

When Zhang Yong buried himself, his work was indeed rough.

The main reason is that I am very tired and in a hurry. It is too late.

It seemed easy for others to dig a hole. However, when it was Zhang Yong's turn to do it himself, he realized that it was not that simple. It is difficult to dig a big hole.

In the end, we couldn't dig anymore, so we put the mortars in hastily. All the floating mud was sprinkled on top.

He was anxious to take out the mortar because he was worried about being accidentally discovered.

Fortunately, everything went well.

The blame is entirely placed on the spy's head.

In fact, this kind of framing is a very childish trick.

But that's what international standards are.

No one cares about the truth.

Only care about the results.

A pack of washing powder is enough to start a war. In fact, you may not even need washing powder.

"Take a statement for him."

"good."

"Write it clearly in black and white. Press your fingerprints."

"clear."

Gu Bafeng understood.

The spy resisted and was unwilling to sign and pledge?

It's okay, the Military Police Headquarters has ten thousand ways to do it beautifully.

Guaranteed to be more authentic than the one signed and stamped by me.

"You are wronging good people..."

"You are wronging good people..."

The spy is powerless.

So frustrating.

Just like that, he was framed and blamed.

But there was no chance to argue. It was useless to argue.

Immediately, his mouth was stuffed with rags.

"Take people away."

"good."

Gu Bafeng went to make arrangements.

With just one phone call, the nearby military police arrived.

Escort the Japanese spy back to the Military Police Headquarters and complete various subsequent operations. Make sure the evidence is in black and white.

Zhang Yong went to Citibank.

Song Ziyu's account is at Citibank. He plans to deposit US dollars into it.

First, I made a call back to Shanghai Citibank, asked Gu Xiaoru if she had any acquaintances here. The answer was no.

Sorry. I had to go in and follow the normal procedures.

As a result, it is very cumbersome.

By the time all the formalities were completed, it was already afternoon.

I missed lunch time in vain. I was hungry, so I looked for a place to eat.

We had almost eaten and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Huh? Dinner time?

So what kind of meal was this meal just now?

Suddenly, the map prompted Lin Wan to appear.

There is another red dot that appears together with Lin Wan. It almost overlaps.

what's the situation?

Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Could it be said that behind Lin Wan are Japanese invaders? Maybe she was bribed by Japanese spies?

Thinking of her identity, she is Director Lin's sister. She is indeed a very good bribe target. If we capture her, we can indirectly get close to Director Lin.

Or, let her get a lot of confidential information from Director Lin.

No wonder she is so mysterious, she turns out to be a female traitor...

Of course, it's just a guess.

Hope not.

Otherwise, she would have died in an accident.

Moreover, he will point all clues to the Japanese.

Once again, I confirmed that my skill tree was a little bit crooked. I was very skillful in framing the blame, making things out of thin air, etc...

Wave your hands.

Lead the team and approach quietly.

I discovered that Lin Wan was riding a rickshaw. The red dot was the driver pulling the rickshaw.

"this……"

Zhang Yong doubted his own judgment a little.

If the red dot is a rickshaw driver, it may have nothing to do with Lin Wan.

Maybe it's a coincidence...

Maybe it's a spy conspiracy?

She may have fallen into a spy trap and hasn't noticed yet...

The person pulling the car is a spy. Who knows where they will pull her? What if a few spies emerge from around and control her...

etc.

She seemed to have driven a car before.

Where is her car?

How come you drive when you go there and take a rickshaw when you come back?

Something's wrong...

Determine the map.

Bring someone in front to intercept.

When the rickshaw turns a corner, everyone rushes towards it.

Stop the rickshaw.

The driver was very calm.

Obediently, he pulled the rickshaw to the side and stopped cooperatively.

Don't resist.

Don't run away.

He looked at everyone with a blank expression.

Lin Wan found out it was Zhang Yong, "It's you? What are you going to do?"

Zhang Yong smiled and said, "I was eating late-night snacks nearby and looking around with a telescope, and I happened to see it was you. So I came over to say hello."

"real?"

"Fake. In fact, I was working at the Bank of Communications before and saw you."

"oh……"

"Didn't you drive out before? Why did you come back by rickshaw?"

"There was a friend who needed to borrow my car, so I gave it to him."

"Boy friend?"

"No. It's a friend named Huang Sheng. His father is a senior secretary of the Executive Yuan. His name is Huang Jun. You should have heard of it."

"No."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Executive Yuan? Lao Wang’s side?

Sorry, I'm not familiar with him. I just know Liu Xifan.

I only remember this guy because of his unrelated relationship with Feng Xifan, a man named Yi Jian Wu Xue.
To be continued...