Jinling, four o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yong poured a handful of cold water on his face and brushed his face to boost his spirits.

Back to Jinling again.

Came back by train.

Quite tired.

But, you still have to hold on.

There are still many things that have not yet been concluded in Jinling, and we need to work harder.

As for Shanghai, it's over for the time being.

He had already set up the stage, and all that was left was for the three of them to sing.

As the master of prophecy of the Mayans, he only needs to give them a little "guidance" on major events to ensure the correct direction.

"Commissioner, this is it."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

He signaled Lu Keming to go up and knock on the door.

Everyone else was armed with guns and ready. They were standing ready.

Although the target does not have weapons, the program must.

“Tuk-tuk!”

“Tuk-tuk!”

Knock on the door until someone comes out and opens the door.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses walked out of it in pajamas. He was dazed and sleepy-eyed.

"you……"

"Pan Houming?"

"I……"

The middle-aged man looked around suspiciously.

When he saw so many people and guns around him, his expression gradually became obscure.

"Secretary Pan, good evening."

"You, I, I..."

"No. It should be good morning. You slept well last night, right?"

"Who are you……"

"You should have heard of my name. I am Zhang Yong."

"It's you……"

Pan Houming lowered his head silently.

Zhang Yong...

Come to the door in the middle of the night.

Of course he understood what was going on.

"look at this."

Zhang Yong took out the photo.

Pan Houming continued to remain silent.

"I caught other people. Other people confessed."

"It's the document I got..."

Pan Houming finally spoke.

Confess directly.

There is no point in hiding it anymore.

Now that Zhang Yong can come to the door, everything is over.

"Let's go in and talk."

Zhang Yong waved his hand. The others immediately dispersed.

They disappeared quietly into the darkness around them, as if nothing had happened.

Pan Houming looked at Zhang Yong suspiciously, then nodded.

It turns out that things are not over yet...

Enter the house.

close the door.

No lights on.

Only the faint moonlight from outside shines in.

Zhang Yong is sitting.

Pan Houming stood with his head lowered.

"How long have you been bribed by Yoshiko Kawashima?"

"I was not bribed. I was originally her subordinate."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Pan Houming is actually an undercover agent planted by Yoshiko Kawashima?

Amazing!

Yoshiko Kawashima does have some talent.

Then arrange the undercover in advance.

Of course, it is also possible that the Japanese inserted it through her hands.

In the final analysis, those who need the most intelligence from the Presidential Palace are actually the Japanese.

"I won't arrest you."

"What?"

"You are not exposed."

"this……"

"Just do your thing as usual. When the time comes, you will naturally benefit from it."

"You want to arrest Yoshiko Kawashima?"

"I would like to. But, can you do it?"

Zhang Yong shook his head.

This Pan Houming overestimates himself.

His weight is not enough to fish out Yoshiko Kawashima. He is the older one.

"What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing is needed."

"That……"

Pan Houming started to speak but stopped.

What does Zhang Yong mean?

Are you using yourself to lure more big fish to take the bait?

probably.

He was not satisfied with catching himself.

Perhaps, in his eyes, he is just a small role...

A very small role...

That kind of thing is optional.

I don’t need to arrest you now. But one day, I will suddenly make you disappear.

You are worthless. You are just a speck of dust. Of course he won't care.
To be continued...