you……

one person……

Killed more than thirty officers...

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong didn't believe it.

You are not Yan Shuangying. You are not that spider-faced Japanese invader.

Not even close to the Miyamoto family.

Judging from the situation of the arrest just now, this spy does have some abilities. However, it is only limited to a few abilities.

Compared with the agents around him, the level of Japanese espionage is almost the same.

In a one-on-one fight, he can't beat Lu Hai.

"I, I can take you to find the body." The spy paused and then said.

Zhang Yong raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Tangled...

This damn spy.

It's obvious that you didn't kill the person, yet you still pretend to admit it to death.

I believe you as a ghost!

I have something to do tonight. I won’t make any noise with you.

"real!"

"I can give you all the bodies. No one will be left."

"If one person is missing, you can chop me up on the spot. I have no complaints."

The spy reiterated.

His expression was very strange, as if he was afraid that Zhang Yong would not believe him.

He also speaks very strangely. He seems to be out of control.

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes.

Damn it, do you have any brains?

If you really killed more than 30 national army officers, do you still want to live?

Even if I don't chop you up on the spot, the security headquarters will cut you into pieces, or cost Ling Chi one hundred and eight thousand knives. If I chop you with one knife, it will be an advantage for you, okay?

The issue is……

This guy might actually know the whereabouts of all the bodies.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare bite him so hard.

Moreover, Zhang Yong also thought of something. It was the spy who was trying to hide something.

There must be something more important than killing the national army officer.

Otherwise, he wouldn't use this as a shield.

What is the use of a shield?

Diverting attention? Of course not. Delaying time.

As long as Zhang Yong takes this spy to find the body, he may waste a lot of time, and then...

There is no time to do other things.

Or other spies will have enough time to deal with the situation, or even evacuate or run far away.

All of them are human beings. Very cunning.

Tangled...

Forget about Gu Xiaoru for the moment.

The current situation is: should we continue to look for corpses, or should we continue to torture and extort confessions?

The purpose of this spy is to delay time. It is estimated that he will not be able to extract any valuable clues in a short time. He will definitely hold on.

If he died, he wouldn't even be able to find his body.

Tangled...

Countless brain cells died.

In the end, I decided to do the first thing first, and let the rest happen as it happened.

"Bang!"

He gave the Japanese spy a hard kick.

Mad, this bastard, is delaying my good deeds!

I thought I could do it at night...

"Bang!"

Another kick.

I'm so angry. All good things have been messed up.

The most disgusting thing about a spy is that he completely ignores other people's time arrangements. Even the best plans can be disrupted.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

He kicked his feet twice more, and then he went to make a phone call angrily.

There is a telephone in Yin Mansion. It has never been shut down. It is probably because the telecommunications bureau is not worried about the phone bill at all.

Indeed, as long as the name Yin Tae-seok is around, there is no need to worry about money.

Call Citibank and ask for Gu Xiaoru.

After a while, Gu Xiaoru came to answer the phone and found that it was Zhang Yong.

"I haven't gotten off work yet. Don't worry!"

"Sorry, I have something to do tonight. I can't wait until you get off work."

"But, I'm not off work now..."

"I mean, I'll come see you next time..."

"But, I think..."

Gu Xiaoru's voice was weak, filled with resentment and longing.

Zhang Yong:……

I wish I could kick the Japanese spy again.

This bastard!

Sooner or later he will be chopped off!

"That's it. I'll come find you again when I have time."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone cruelly.

Come back and kick the Japanese spy hard. He almost kicked this guy to death.

As a result, the spy seemed to be a masochist. After being kicked several times in succession, he weakly began to confess.

"I still have a little money..."

"where?"

"The secret room of the dining table..."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong managed to cheer up.

Well, there is no female sex, so I have to use money to make up for it.

Go to a restaurant.

He took out a hammer and smashed the dining table directly.

irritable.

The dining table is very thick and made of solid wood. I don’t know what kind of wood it is. It is very strong. Zhang Yong smashed it several times, but it didn’t break open.

Substitute. Keep smashing.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."
To be continued...