Zhang Yong knew he had caught a big fish.

The identity of a spy who knows his own name will not be too simple.

If it was a small soldier or something like that, I wouldn't even know who Zhang Yong is. Everyone is very stubborn.

The result was probably that he was directly beaten to death by Zhang Yong and went to the Jingguo Sacred Toilet.

"It seems that we are acquaintances..."

"no……"

"At least, you know my name. It's not easy!"

"I heard it, I heard it..."

"so what?"

"What?"

The spy plays dumb.

This is the only thing he can do.

He didn't know how much Zhang Yong already knew. Therefore, it would be wrong to say too much.

Remaining silent is the way to go.

"You live here?"

"no……"

"This house doesn't belong to you?"

"no……"

"Well, let me ask whose house it is. Maybe I can pull out the carrot and bring out the mud..."

"It's mine. It's mine. It's mine..."

The spy quickly changed his story.

Then I realized something was wrong.

To put it this way, it means that there is absolutely no three hundred taels of silver here!

Oops……

It finally came out.

Once Zhang Yong goes to track down the owner of this villa, something will definitely happen.

He never thought that he would be caught in this villa. Logically speaking, he should be very safe hiding here.

How safe is it?

No one else knows he's here except himself.

Especially, he just came back. He came back very secretly. No one else knows. How did Zhang Yong get involved?

I had just returned. I had just laid down. Then I was surrounded. I knew the timing...

If someone leaks the secret, of course it makes sense.

However, it is impossible for anyone to leak the secret! He can be sure.

Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes and stared at the spy.

Do you think I'm stupid? Haha.

Turn around.

Get ready to make a phone call.

Zhu Yuan is not in the concession here, but Li Yuanqing is!

Zhang Yong decided to stick with Li Yuanqing. As long as it was useful, he would not be polite. Li Yuanqing owed him a favor.

The Japanese spy stopped talking.

He seems to want to talk.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked someone to gag him.

Don't make a sound.

I don't want to hear any noise now.

Call up.

Find Li Yuanqing.

It took a long time for Li Yuanqing to answer the phone.

"What's up?"

"Captain Li doesn't seem to want to hear me speak?"

"You have something to talk about. I'm very busy."

"Help me find an address. No. 19 Robertson Road. Who is the registrant?"

"It can't be found in the books."

"Then help me find the person behind it. I need exact information."

"19 Robertson Road?"

"right."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

"That's Zhang Xiaolin's house."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's expression changed.

Then I understand that some things have formed a closed loop.

Zhang Xiaolin defected to the Japanese invaders and used the Japanese invaders' support to strengthen himself. Then, the Japanese invaders used him as a cover to conduct espionage activities.

Li Yuanqing told him clearly that the registrant of the house was not Zhang Xiaolin. However, the actual owner was Zhang Xiaolin. Therefore, Li Yuanqing's position was very important. Most of the information in the concession could be obtained from him.

"Thanks!"

"Need not."

Li Yuanqing hung up the phone neatly. He was afraid that Zhang Yong would say something else.

Zhang Yong held the microphone and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Haha, you think you can avoid my harassment this way? How naive!

I, Zhang Yong, also have a nickname called Niubi Tang!

What does it mean? It means very clingy.

As long as someone is stuck to me, no matter if they are male or female, they can't escape.

Look at Shi Bingdao...

He is a big boss of the Red Party. He is also obsessed with me.

hey-hey.

If we are not successful enough, we are more than capable of failing. We dare to fail in anyone’s business!

return.

He lowered his head and thought about the spy.

Do you want……

"I killed the person."

"I killed the person."

Suddenly, the spy spoke continuously. His voice was very excited.

Zhang Yong raised his head, frowned, and wondered.

Who? Who did you kill?

"I killed all the people in the Songhu Security Command," the spy repeated.

Zhang Yong still stared at the other party suspiciously.

Did you kill him? Is there any evidence? Don't pretend to admit it.

We will not let a bad person go, nor will we wrongly accuse a good person, even if you are a spy.

Of course, there is a need to frame someone else's fault.
To be continued...