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Chapter 178 Group photo (can I ask for votes?)

Zuo Zhong pulled Lin Fuichiro aside and spoke in a low voice, nodding and asking questions from time to time.

Song Minghao looked at the scene over there, then looked at Takigawa Bunta who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and asked Wu Chunyang: "What should I do with this guy?"

Wu Chunyang also has a headache. The most suitable place for detention is the Ningbo Police Station. However, the identities of the two suspects are too sensitive and information can easily leak.

It's better to just make him disappear. The Japanese Chamber of Commerce won't care too much. There are too many robbers seeking wealth and death. Wu Chunyang looked at Takigawa Bunta.

Takigawa Bunta knew something was wrong when he saw the fierce look on the Chinese people's faces. In terms of status, he could not compare with Hayashi Fuichiro, and in terms of power, the two were even more incomparable. Without the value of utilization, he would be in danger.

"Please wait a minute. I have information from the Ningbo Party Headquarters. Many people have accepted our money. These people are willing to be friends with the Empire of Japan. What I say is true. I also know Zhou Zhou from the Party Headquarters Investigation Office. Wenshan has an affair with the underground party."

Takigawa Bunta knew very well that his advantage lay in his familiarity with local intelligence in Ningbo, and he wanted to use this information in exchange for a way out.

Now Wu Chunyang hesitated. This matter still had to be decided by the section chief. The fact that Zhou Wenshan from the Party Headquarters Investigation Office colluded with the underground party was very useful.

 “Let him speak, Chunyang records.”

As Zuozhong spoke, he walked over with Fuichiro Hayashi. The viscount's face looked much better now. It seemed that the result of the conversation between the two was very good, and a glimmer of hope arose in Takikawa Bunta's heart.

Killing is not the purpose of an intelligence officer, it is just a means. As long as he can show sufficient value, the Chinese will not kill him. Even if he is asked to be a double agent, it is not impossible.

Takigawa Wentai calmed down and told the Ningbo officials who had good relations with the Japanese one by one, including the romantic affair between Zhou Wenshan, director of the Ningbo Party Headquarters Investigation Office, and Liu Juan, a progressive student.

Zuo Zhong really didn't expect that Liu Juan, a woman who was so good at dancing, not only became a leader in the progressive group, but also had a relationship with the director of the party investigation office, but this was a good thing.

Some of his plans originally involved Liu Juan and the investigation room, but now that the two parties have this relationship, it will facilitate his layout. Zuo Zhong hopes that the hearts of Xu Enzeng and Director Chen will be strong enough.

Wu Chunyang listened to the confession and wrote furiously on the side. The pen sketched on the paper, writing down names and numbers. This was conclusive evidence that some people colluded with the Japanese invaders and betrayed national interests. A confession is very important. Almost done.

After Wu Chunyang finished writing, he looked at it, put the pen away and put it in the breast pocket of his tunic suit. He took the confession and walked to Takikawa Bunta and handed it over.

“Let’s learn Chinese characters and see if they are consistent with what you said. If there is no problem, press your thumbprint.”

Takigawa Bunta was very smart and knew that there was no difference between looking and not looking, so he bit his own finger and pressed it up, which was very satisfying.

Now that the confession is in hand, this man is of no use. Zuo Zhong raised his chin at Lin Fuichiro: "I'll leave his fate to you."

Hashi Fuichiro wiped the sweat from his head: "Such a cunning and profiteer should be killed."

 What happened tonight must not be known to more people. It is a very shameful thing for a Chinese to be captured and surrender.

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with this proposal. If he wanted to end, he must have a certificate of surrender. He nodded to Wu Chunyang: "Just do what Mr. Lin Fu said."

The conversation between several people was very loud, and they did not hide it from Takikawa Bunta. He never dreamed that the viscount who just praised him as a good person would want his life in the blink of an eye.

Takikawa Bunta wanted to beg for mercy and scold Hayashi Fuichiro, but in the end he said nothing. It seemed that Hayashi Fuichiro would not die, but his family was still in Japan and was still under the control of the Hayashi Fuichiro family. Shut up. Accepting death is the best option.

Upon hearing the order, Wu Chunyang pulled out a pistol from his waist and walked over, ready to give Takigawa Bunta a good blow, but Zuo Zhong stopped him at this moment.

 “Wait a minute, Chunyang, give me the gun.”

Wu Chunyang didn't know what Zuo Zhong meant, but he didn't hesitate and handed him the gun.

Zuo Zhong took the gun, weighed it, and unloaded the magazine. He pressed the ammunition in the feed port with his right thumb and pushed it out gently. The golden bullet fell into his left hand, and so on until the bullet was released. There was only one bullet left in the box.

  He reloaded the magazine and loaded the gun, and handed the gun to Lin Fuyilang with his backhand: "Mr. Lin Fu, you will implement your suggestion."

Hashi Fuichiro was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "I have never killed anyone, and I don't know how to shoot, really."

Zuo Zhong forced the gun into his hand, with a cold expression on his face: "This is not a request, this is an order."

Hashifu Ichiro grabbed the cold pistol and felt it was as heavy as a stone. Then he looked at Takigawa Bunta who was waiting for death with his eyes closed. He didn't know where to go for a moment.

Zuo Zhong became impatient and pulled out his gun and put it against his forehead: "If he dies, you live, if he lives, you die. This is a very simple choice."

 Lin Fu Yilang's face was full of entanglements, but thinking about his age, thinking about the beautiful things he had not enjoyed yet, and thinking about the huge power of the Lin Fu family, he quickly made a decision.

He walked up to Takigawa Bunta, took a deep breath, and raised his gun tremblingly: "Takigawa-kun, please rest assured that your family will be protected by the Lin Fu family, and they will live a happy life."

Hearing this, Takigawa Bunta showed a smile on his face, and then knelt down on the ground: "Thank you, Mr. Lin Fu, for your kindness. I will die with no regrets."     Lin Fu Ichiro's hands were shaking more and more, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Takigawa Bunta Choosing back and forth between his head and body, he finally closed his eyes, roared, and pulled the trigger with his right index finger.

 “Click!” “Ah!”

 “Click!” “Ah!”

Hashifu Ichiro pulled the trigger twice in succession but failed to fire. Takigawa Bunta howled twice and collapsed on the ground. There is a great fear between life and death. What is more terrifying than death is waiting to die.

Lin Fuyilang looked at the gun in his hand, and then at Zuo Zhong who was smiling beside him. He didn't know what was going on. Could it be that the gun was broken?

Zuo Zhong suddenly laughed, walked slowly to the bewildered Hayashi Fuichiro, took the pistol and pulled the slide. There was no bullet in it, then removed the magazine and threw the magazine back to him.

Lin Fuyilang hurriedly took the magazine and took a closer look. There was nothing inside.

Zo Shige pulled up Takikawa Bunta and patted the dust on his clothes: "There are no bullets in the magazine. This is just a little joke. I hope you two don't mind. Let's talk about it."

Hashifu Ichiro's face looked ugly, while Takikawa Bunta nodded desperately. Who would want to die if he could live?

Zuo Zhong saw the expressions of the two of them, with a faint smile on his face, indicating that the heat was almost over.

From the time the Intelligence Section prepared this operation, he had been thinking about how to end it. Putting aside the spies for the time being, the secrets behind the Japanese Chamber of Commerce needed to be clarified. When no major war was possible, Takikawa Bunta was the best breakthrough point.

Zuo Zhong originally wanted to arrest him in the name of catching spies or tomb robbers, so as to cover the investigation of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce, so as not to alert the enemy.

I just didn’t expect that the identity of the mysterious third party would be so sensitive. Hayashi Fuichiro turned out to be a Japanese viscount, and his father was an earl who was the chairman of Manchuria Railway. This result made Zuo Zhongda overjoyed.

 Because he thought about the possibility of letting these two people check and balance each other, instigating them to become moles and break into Japanese political and business circles.

Hashi Fuichiro is afraid that his capture will be exposed, and Takigawa Bunta is afraid of the power behind Hayashi Fuichiro. This is a point that can be exploited.

Zo Zhong forced Hayashi Fuichiro to kill people and silenced him, and forced Takikawa Bunta to kill him at the very least, which successfully caused a conflict between the two. If Takikawa Bunta wanted to survive, he had no other choice but to rely on himself.

He waved his hand, and Wu Chunyang and Song Minghao led the agents to retreat not far away to guard.

“Mr. Takigawa, Zuo Zhong, Chief of the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service, thank you for meeting me.” Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand.

Takigawa Bunta quickly held his hands and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Zuo, for sparing your life."

Zuo Zhong glanced at the embarrassed Hayashi Fuichiro and said with a smile: "It's too early to say this. There are conditions for me to let Mr. Takikawa go. If you are unwilling to accept it, Viscount Lin Fu will be happy to help you leave. Mr. Lin Fu, am I right?”

Lin Fuichiro nodded subconsciously, then felt something was wrong and quickly shook his head, but the idea of ​​​​killing people and silencing them was clearly revealed.

Takigawa Bunta doesn't care at all. There is no Viscount anymore. He and Hayashi Fuichiro are in the hands of the Chinese, and their life and death are controlled by the Chinese.

He stood up straight and said respectfully: "Please give Mr. Zuo's orders. Takigawa will do everything."

Zuo Shige sighed: "As the saying goes, ants still live in vain. As long as Mr. Takigawa is willing to cooperate, I would like to ask about the power behind the Japan Chamber of Commerce."

Takigawa Bunta did not hesitate and directly talked about the secret behind it: "The Japanese Chamber of Commerce is a commercial espionage agency established with the support of major consortiums. Its purpose is to conduct intelligence spying and crackdowns on commercial institutions in the Republic of China and bribe officials at all levels in the Republic of China."

This was within Zuo Zhong's expectation, and the reconnaissance results also confirmed this. However, with such a complete intelligence system, it is impossible for Japanese officials not to use it.

He frowned: "Mr. Takigawa, I know very well what you said. What I want to know is whether there is any Japanese official involvement behind this."

Takikawa Bunta originally wanted to pass it off, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating. Seeing Zuo Shige's impatience, he quickly added: "The Chamber of Commerce is indeed covering the official spy agency. This matter is directed by Yamato Commercial Bank. Zhengjin Bank is responsible for the transportation of funds, and the funding side is the military." Fang and the government, the specific situation is not something that I, a small local president, can know.”

Zuo Zhong didn’t say anything after listening. What Takigawa Bunta said still needs to be verified. If he is telling the truth, then he must be helped to break into the upper echelons of the Chamber of Commerce.

Only in this way can Takigawa Bunta have access to the Japanese official intelligence system in the Chamber of Commerce.

He looked at Takigawa Bunta, then at Hayashi Fuichiro, stretched out his arms to hug the two of them to his side, and shouted to Wu Chunyang loudly.

“Chunyang, come here and help me take a picture with my two friends. Be sure to take a clear picture of our faces.”

After Zuozhong finished speaking, he stood under the torch with a smile and exposed his white teeth. Next to him were Takikawa Bunta who was smiling with a forced smile, and Hayashi Fuichiro who was mourning.

 (End of this chapter)