Zhang Yong stood behind and watched the excitement.

He is not good at this kind of fighting and killing. Of course, he will let others do it.

Others didn't think there was any problem.

"Wang Dong" is responsible for finding people. They are responsible for arresting people. They cooperate seamlessly.

Also standing behind to watch the excitement was Zhao Guanglin.

Zhao Guanglin didn't have a gun in his hand, so of course he had to stand back. In fact, he was not good at fighting either.

Strictly speaking, none of the policemen brought by Pang Yu are professionals. They are all ordinary people with no special skills. They are far from the agents trained by Yu Lexing.

Pang Yu himself didn't have any special abilities.

No wonder his father refused to let him go to the battlefield. If he went to the battlefield, he would die.

Fortunately, this spy didn't have a weapon in his hand. He didn't seem to be strong in fighting. It was still possible for several people to catch one.

"Snapped……"

"puff……"

There were chaotic sounds inside the house.

Soon, Wang Qiancheng was arrested.

She was tied up and her mouth was gagged. She was whining and trying to scream.

Pang Yu slapped him twice, but he was still not convinced.

Zhang Yong came forward and said coldly: "Stop screaming. If the British know that you are Japanese, you will die even worse."

Wang Qiancheng struggled hard, his face red and his neck thick, but he gradually gave up.

There was no way, he was pinched to seven inches.

That's right, his biggest enemy is actually not the policeman in front of him. It's the British.

He is responsible for lurking in the British embassy and collecting information about the British. The British thought he was Chinese, so they hired him. If they knew he was Japanese...

The only result is to be dealt with secretly.

Either they were buried on the spot or thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Don't doubt the British way of doing things.

In the past two or three hundred years, the British were the ones who killed countless people and captured cities and territories the most crazily.

How did the British Empire get its name?

Where did the world's largest colony come from?

It has nothing to do with civilization.

Zhang Yong walked back.

He suddenly remembered something: Wang Gancheng's umbrella.

When he was escaping just now, Wang Qian decisively threw away his umbrella. No one felt anything was wrong.

The umbrella was in the way. Of course he had to throw it away when he ran away. However, Zhang Yong looked back and thought, what if there was something hidden inside? What does it mean that Wang Qiancheng kept holding the umbrella on a sunny day?

Is it the connector code?

Or is there something hidden on the umbrella?

You must check it carefully before you feel confident.

Find the umbrella.

I found that the appearance was intact. Pick it up and slowly open it.

After careful inspection, sure enough, I found a small pattern stuck on the inside of the umbrella. It looked like a raccoon?

Think about it. Does this raccoon pattern have any special meaning?

Or was it glued on by a child?

Come back with an umbrella.

"how……"

"Send someone out immediately to extract all his information."

"good!"

"The focus is on his marriage, family, finances, relatives, etc."

"good!"

Pang Yu made arrangements immediately.

None of them have ever caught a spy, so they don't know what the specific process is.

Now that "Wang Dong" gave the order, everyone took action immediately. Pang Yu didn't feel anything was wrong. As long as he could catch the Japanese spy, he didn't care about anything else.

"Let's make a tram."

"do what?"

"I doubt Wang Qiancheng will meet anyone else on the road. I want to go and have a look along the way."

"good!"

"They all wear plain clothes, carry short guns, and ride on the same bus."

"good!"

Pang Yu continued to make arrangements.

Fortunately, there are clothes in the safe house. The quantity and styles are quite complete.

Not only do I have enough clothes, but I also have some loose money, including banknotes and money. I have leather boots and cloth shoes. I also have cotton gloves and a scarf.

Basically, in this safe house, most people can completely "change their appearance."

This made Zhang Yong more and more certain that this Wang Qiancheng was not simple.

All the seven pistols seized before were put to use. One for each person. Zhao Guanglin was among them. He was also assigned a shell gun and two 10-round magazines.

What should Wang Gancheng do?

Of course, take it with you.

boarding.

Zhang Yong calculated the time and found that more than an hour had passed.

If Wang Gancheng made an appointment with someone, the other person may have left. If the time is missed, he will definitely not wait for long. And he knows that something happened to Wang Gancheng.

However, Zhang Yong had to go and have a look along the way in person before he could rest assured.

What if there are red dots along the way?

What if there are hidden spies at the stations along the way?

Just in time to catch them together.

"Bang bang..."

"Bang bang..."

The tram starts moving forward.

Wang Qiancheng was pressed into the seat in the last row.

Zhang Yong stood in the middle of the aisle, silently monitoring the surroundings. Staring at every red dot.

At the edge of the map, red dots appeared one after another. Unfortunately, the distance was quite far, about two to three hundred meters. It obviously had nothing to do with Wang Gancheng.

The tram stopped, no...

Continue to go……

The second site, no...

The third site, no...

Until the end, no suspicious target was found.

However, it cannot be ruled out that Wang Qiancheng will change the route and transfer to other trams.

But Zhang Yong did not have enough time to investigate every route. This method was too inefficient. It would be more direct to take the person back for interrogation.

"Take it back!"

"good!"

A group of people went back to Menglan Street Police Station.

The three captured spies were all brought back. When we returned to the police station, it was already nightfall.

"I'm going to see the director."
To be continued...