Liu Shanhu wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't.

Damn it. My waist is disabled.

It feels like I have lost consciousness from the waist down.

"throw it out."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Someone came up and dragged Liu Shanhu away.

Liu Shanhu's men looked at me and I looked at you, and they were at a loss.

Dou Wanjiang said in a deep voice: "Put down your weapons."

Zhang Yong kicked Liu Shanhu again.

Liu Shanhu, who was dying, just wanted to escape as soon as possible and save his life. He shouted intermittently: "Put it down, let it go..."

His men put down their weapons one after another, picked up Liu Shanhu, and left in confusion.

Dou Wanjiang looked at Zhang Yong and asked for instructions whether to pursue him or not.

Zhang Yong shook his head and said no. He hasn't fully squeezed out the other party's oil and water yet. It would be too easy for the other party to die.

There are several red dots close by. They are the injured Japanese.

When they came out, they were a little arrogant. But when they saw a bunch of black gun muzzles, they immediately retracted.

"Pooh!"

Dou Wanjiang despised them.

What kind of Japanese ronin is a coward even at the point of a gun?

Soon after, Zhang Yong came to the room of the seriously wounded man.

There are still no yellow dots on the map.

Who is this guy?

Boss Miao will definitely not say it directly. Forget it. Don’t ask.

A red dot arrived. It was Liu Xi.

"Come here for a moment."

"good."

Zhang Yong and her came to the end of the corridor.

Liu Xi looked outside and then around, but stopped talking.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"He has internal injuries."

"What?"

"The person you sent had internal injuries. It should have been caused by blunt force. But you didn't tell me."

"Blunt weapon?"

Zhang Yong was confused.

It seems that Boss Miao didn’t mention it either.

"There are blunt force injuries. There are also marks of handcuffs on the wrists. There are also marks of binding on the arms. They have been cleaned. But only the surface has been cleaned. There are still marks on the muscles inside."

"real?"

"I am a doctor."

"I see."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Liu Xi was secretly reminding him that this seriously injured person might not be that simple.

Boss Miao only said that the other party had a gunshot wound, but did not mention the other injuries. Maybe the other injuries were not important? Or maybe Boss Miao was not clear about it?

Or maybe it was the seriously wounded man himself who was hiding something...

"He is your informant?"

"right."

"Then I'll be honest. He may have been arrested by the enemy. Only people who have been arrested will have such marks on their bodies. Of course, it is also possible that he likes to handcuff himself or tie himself up with ropes.

Own."

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong is sincere.

Regardless of whether Liu Xi is a spy or not, this reminder is very kind.

I believe Li Shiqun also wanted to make the hook perfect. However, there is no such thing as a perfect hook in the world.

When he arrests the target, he will definitely use violence, handcuffs, and ropes. There will definitely be traces left. When the target rebels and decides to cooperate, it is very difficult to completely remove these traces. Like Liu

A professional doctor like Xi can definitely see it.

Can Boss Miao see it?

Not sure.

Sometimes, caring leads to chaos. The authorities are confused.

However, we do not rule out the possibility that Boss Miao and others may pretend to be ignorant, use their tactics to lure the emperor into a trap, and operate in the opposite direction.

If the underground party can survive to this day, they must not be stupid.

It seems that what Yan Guangkun did in Tianjin Wei before, he, Zhang Yong, could not have imagined at all.

They are all masters.

When gods fight, he can only watch.

"free tonight?"

"Want to treat me to dinner?"

"right."

"Are you inviting me alone? Or are you bringing someone else with you?"

"Of course I invite you alone."

"Okay. I agree. But you can't bring others with you. Otherwise, I won't go."

"Promise not to take anyone else with you."

"Okay. See you tonight."

"See you tonight."

Liu Xi left neatly. Her back looked a little sassy.

It would be nice if she wasn't a spy...

In fact, it doesn't matter if he is a spy. It's not like there aren't other beautiful spies around him.

After the war ends, their files will be destroyed and they will become non-existent people. Naturally, no one will know their past.

When the Japanese invaders were about to lose the war, they destroyed a lot of files. Especially those related to the secret service, almost all of them were destroyed.

Therefore, no one knows how many spies were still hiding in China after August 15, 1945.

They used to hide their Chinese identities. Now their files have been completely destroyed, and no one knows their true identities anymore. So, they have become real Chinese. They get married and have children. They reproduce. Generation after generation...

well……

Take people to chase Akiyama Aoiko.

This little pest. He has to go and say hello to her.

It’s okay to harm others, but never harm yourself.

Fortunately, I am not afraid of her harm either.

Not long after, I saw the marked red dot. It was her.

Confused. She seems to be near a large group of white dots.

I approached quietly and found that she was on a theater floor, watching the people singing below.

Standing there alone, she was not afraid of the gangsters coming up to harass her. However, most of the gangster leaders probably knew that she was Japanese.

After all, although she was alone and not wearing a kimono, the clothes on her body clearly had Japanese characteristics. As long as she was not blind, she probably would not go looking for death. And it was impossible for a real anti-Japanese comrade to go

Bullying a naturally stupid girl.

Alas, this little pest is really...
To be continued...