At night, a gentle nest.

Zhang Yong gently moved Shen Ming's thigh away and quietly got up.

He quietly turned over Cheng Yin's body. Fortunately, he did not wake her up. She was in a daze before and she was also tired.

The New Life Movement has been promoted for some time. But there are some things...

After all, it is thousands of years of traditional culture...

Even if it is bad, it cannot be changed for the time being.

As long as you are willing to do so, even Zhang Yong's political opponents can't say anything because they themselves are like this.

Go out.

Luo Feng and Han Li are outside the door.

Both of them brought people from Hangzhou to the northwest for support.

Mainly Chao Lichun and Sun Dexi were both cavalrymen. They were not good at activities in the city. They lacked expertise in catching Japanese invaders.

Now Zhang Yong controls the air force, uses power for personal gain, and his men fly around at will.

Two DC-3 transport planes brought exactly two teams.

Wave your hands.

Set off quietly with the team.

Enter the city quietly. No need for shooting. Only by catching Japanese spies at night will you feel a sense of accomplishment!

Just press it directly into the bed, saving trouble and effort.

drive.

Enter the city.

Encountered a military police patrol.

Say hello and continue moving forward quietly.

It’s still a search method. But the search range is very large. The radius is 1000 meters!

The red dot was quickly discovered.

Approach quietly.

I found it was a pharmacy. There was a red dot and a white dot inside.

I guess it could be the owner and clerk of the pharmacy?

Wave your hand and arrange the arrest.

There are weapons symbols inside. Check it out. They are two shell guns.

People and weapons are separated. They are not carried with them at all times. This shows that the enemy's alertness is not high.

preparation.

attack.

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open.

There is a special piece of wood that directly hits the door.

This is called professionalism!

Follow and rush in.

No one is allowed to move!

Just go up and hold the person down, then tie them up.

He is indeed a boss and a clerk. The boss is a middle-aged man who smells like medicine.

Done.

Zhang Yong came in from behind.

Go find the two shell guns first, and then change the money.

The result is relatively normal. I found a few hundred oceans and a few hundred French currency. But no more than that.

In front of the red-dot spy in the capital, he reached out and took out the rag from his mouth.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Yong."

"My name is Yonekura Xingping. I understand the rules. I understand. I understand."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

I just like this kind of sober-minded spy.

Just know the rules.

Everyone obey the rules.

One hundred thousand oceans is not a lot.

As a spy, as long as you work hard, you should be able to do it.

Even if you don't have it yourself, it doesn't matter if someone else does! Just confess to someone and you can get away with it.

A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist...

Thousands of years of survival rules...

"Talk about it."

"I came here lurking in the 20th year of the Republic of China. That is, 1931 AD."

"Not recently?"

"I am a professional. I am not a monk halfway. Those who came after me are all rough guys. They don't know any professional skills."

"Keep talking."

"I haven't done anything special in the past few years. I just got in touch with the bandit Ba Tianliang recently. I knew that if I cooperate with those bandits, I will be exposed soon. You see, we have only been in contact for two months.

You just came to the door."

"You are quite eloquent. Keep talking."

"Ba Tianliang was personally recruited by Ushijima Mitsuru, the head of the North China Secret Service..."

"etc!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Who is the head of the North China Secret Service?

Previously it was said to be Naosaburo Okabe? Now it is said to be Mitsuru Ushijima?

How many secret service chiefs are there?

"You asked."

"What does Naosaburo Okabe do?"

"He is also the head of the secret service. He is from the Cicada Agency. Ushijima is full of people from the Pu Agency."

"How many agencies are there?"

"I don't know about this. Maybe there are many."

"Don't you have unified requirements internally?"

"No! Anyone can organize this secret service. As long as you can get people and money..."

"Which organization do you belong to?"

"I am a special intelligence agent belonging to the Special Staff of the Kwantung Army."

"Kwantung Army, special staff?"

"right."

"oh."

Zhang Yong took out a small notebook.

This needs to be recorded. It seems to be a new term.

The Japanese invaders especially liked to invent all kinds of new words. Public security, police station, etc. were also invented in Japanese first.

He didn't notice that the spy's eyes flickered quietly, and then he lowered his head.

Zhang Yong recorded it and then put it away.

"What did you say about bandits just now?"
To be continued...