As long as your eyes are circling around, you have ideas. No matter what your ideas are, they are good things.

Even if you want to lie, it is a good thing. As long as you are willing to speak.

The Secret Service has many experts who talk about clichés. There are more people on the Party Investigation Office. Many people on the other side can recite the Red Party Manifesto.

It seems that Ding Mo Village and Li Shiqun were memorizing the Red Party Manifesto and quite understanding. Ordinary underground parties may not have argued with them. For example, Li Jingzhi must have argued that they were both. Unconsciously, they lost confidence and could no longer hold on. This move is actually quite powerful.

He judged that the Japanese spy would not commit suicide by biting his tongue, so he pulled off the rag from his mouth.

Sure enough, the Japanese spy felt relieved and kept gasping for breath. He did not bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Very good. This is a very good start.

As long as the other party doesn't want to die, there are all kinds of basic fucks next.

"name."

"Nikawa Hanao."

"what for?"

"spy."

"Task?"

"Assassinate the Germans."

"Specific assassination target. Name."

"German. Klinsmann."

“Who sent me?”

"Zhi Luo."

"What?"

Zhang Yong said he didn't understand.

Please. Please don’t give up those code names that are cold and lonely, okay?

The cultural level is limited. I often don’t understand it. It’s very embarrassing.

In the end, he ordered the Japanese spy to loosen his ties and let him write it out by himself. Only then did he realize it was the word "雪花". He didn't know what it was.

Nowadays, there is no Internet or mobile phone. There is no way to Baidu. I can only pretend to understand if I don’t understand.

"Who is this Chiluo?"

"he……"

The Japanese spy wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhang Yong's face was gloomy.

"He, I, I, I'm not sure. He once mentioned Chichibu Guard..."

"Prince Yongren of Chichibuku-mura?"

"I don't know. Really, he didn't say that. I always do things according to Chiluo's instructions."

"Zhi Luo..."

Zhang Yong frowned secretly. It seemed a bit strange.

Is this Japanese spy in front of me really a subordinate of Prince Yongren of Chichibuku-Ming? He is the one who does things for Yongren?

What a coincidence. I originally wanted to throw dirty water on Yongren. Unexpectedly, I caught Yongren's subordinates by accident and made a real deal.

The problem is that his subconscious told him that something seemed to be wrong...

Is this Japanese spy confessing too quickly? The confessing was too detailed? It seems a bit abnormal?

None of them struggled for a moment.

Pour beans directly into bamboo tubes.

Perhaps, the Japanese spy in front of him actually has nothing to do with Prince Yongren of Chichibumiya, and he just wants to frame him?

Well, it's so complicated...

For a moment, it is impossible to make accurate judgments.

Forget it. I'm too lazy to think too much. Anyway, his purpose is to frame Yong Ren.

Since this Japanese spy took the initiative to confess, it would be the best. The results are the same. No matter whether it is true or false, just achieve the goal.

Now, what he cares more about...

"What's going on with that rattan box? Why is it empty?"

“What rattan box?”

"You are the cane box inside the safe house."

"I don't know. That rattan box was not brought by me. When I came here, it was already there."

"You haven't opened it?"

"No."

"Where is your car?"

"Zhi Luo is leaving."

"Have you been here?"

"yes."

"when?"

"Three hours ago. He took something away from the safe house."

"What did you take away?"

"I don't know. When he entered the door, he asked me to face the wall, close my eyes, and not to open my eyes. But I heard the sound, and it seemed that I was moving things from the rattan box, which seemed quite heavy. He moved back and forth five times and then left."

"Where did Chiluo come from?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a bike? Then I drove away in my car."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

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There must be something inside the rattan box. It is very likely to be related to Huangshi Road.

wrong……

Suddenly I woke up again.

Huangshi Road is in Jinling. This is Shanghai!

Alas, my mind is so messy...

Sure enough, I am not a detective.

It’s okay to be fooled by chance. Once you need to think carefully, you’ll be fooled.

In any case, the focus now is to find this rosy to know the whereabouts of the things in the rattan box...

Suddenly my mind moved.

I forgot. I should visit Qi Jiuding.

He might see someone passing by. He must have been very vigilant at the time and would definitely pay attention to the movement outside.

But then I thought about it and let it go.

There is no need to, try not to disturb others.

Qi Jiuding is different from others.

His status should be very high, so high that Xu Enzeng went out in person in succession.

If the other party’s work cannot be carried out smoothly due to his own intrusion, or there is an accident, then there will be no chance to go to Tiananmen Square.

Decided to call someone.

Leave it to Li Yuanqing. It’s almost done.

So I called Li Yuanqing, the same phone number as before.

Li Yuanqing came to answer the phone soon.

"nailed it?"

"He confessed himself, and he was Yong Ren's subordinate."

"How is that possible?"

"I don't know. That's what he said."
To be continued...