Cicada Moving

 Chapter 278 etc.

The Secret Service office was brightly lit, and the Intelligence Section pulled back more than a dozen corpses one after another. One of them was still alive. The agents from each department were pretending to be busy. No matter what, they had to help out.

Zuo Zhong asked Gu Qi to take Xiao Qingmin to the interrogation room, and he ran to Dai Chunfeng's office to report the progress of the case. The case had been dragging on for too long since he was ambushed by the Japanese.

Meeting Dai Chunfeng, he told Bai Wenzhi, Zhu Jisheng, the mysterious woman, the scene reconstruction and the tracking operation of Jiang Jincai. By the way, he informed Chang Gu of the news he had obtained from Shenyang.

Dai Chunfeng looked serious after hearing this: "The Japanese are so lawless. They deployed such an intelligence team in Jinling and secretly hid so many weapons. What on earth are they going to do?"

Zuo Zhong shook his head: "This can only be known after interrogation, but the student thinks it should be related to the chairman's return to Jinling. After all, it is too coincidental. It is really scary to think about it.

With the range of their grenades and professional grenades, they can easily attack unarmored targets such as cars by hiding outside the warning circle, but the guards will not have time to react. "

　　　“Crazy!”

 “Unscrupulous!”

Dai Chunfeng cursed twice after hearing this. If Zuo Zhong had not handled it properly and responded in time, he might have been in danger. He was planning to accompany the Chairman into the city and review it.

If he were to be bombarded by the Japanese, the Chairman would have his own bodyguards to protect him, but those hard-headed guards would not care about him as the head of the secret service, so wouldn't he have to physically block the bullets?

He gritted his teeth and said: "Pry open that woman's mouth. I must expose the fact that she went in and out of Jinling as if she were in no one's land, and the shocking conspiracy to assassinate the chairman of the committee.

The City Defense Headquarters is just a bunch of losers. This time they brought in the grenade. What if it is a mountain artillery next time? Do they have to push the howitzer to the gate of the National Government so that they can discover it? "

Zuo Zhong really wanted to say something, not only howitzers, but also someone will plant a red flag on the forehead of the National Government in the future, but considering that Lao Dai's heart can't bear it, let's forget it.

He assured Dai Chunfeng: "The students will start the interrogation work immediately, but that woman is a tough guy, I'm afraid it will take some time, but it's only a matter of time, she won't be able to bear it."

 This is true. Female intelligence officers can tolerate pain better than male intelligence officers. On the contrary, their psychological tolerance is weaker. Interrogation is exactly about finding and attacking weaknesses.

"kindness."

Dai Chunfeng believed in Zuo Zhong, and immediately asked him a question: "Shen Zhong, do you think our Secret Service should also buy two planes? Such tracking will indeed save time and effort, and will not be easily discovered."

After hearing what Zuo Zhong said about aircraft tracking, he felt that it was not worthwhile to deal with the poor guys in the Air Force every time. It was better to buy two of his own and use them whenever he wanted. The Secret Service had nothing but money.

"this."

Hearing Dai Chunfeng's wealthy words, Zuo Zhong hesitated: "Teacher, the purchase cost of two planes is about 600,000, plus daily maintenance and pilot fees, one million is enough."

“Okay, Shen Zhi, the teacher has some official business to deal with, so I won’t keep you here.” Dai Chunfeng was sitting at his desk in an instant and opened the file. He was obviously frightened by the one million.

 “Yes, the students have gone to work.”

Zuo Zhong was a bit dumbfounded. It doesn’t matter whether you have money or not. The main reason is that Lao Dai and you are in conflict with the plane. Before the Sino-Japanese war is over, you must not fall down, no, hit the mountain.

Coming back from Teacher Bianyi's office, Zuo Zhong called Gu Qi and Song Minghao. The Intelligence Department is now depleted of soldiers, and the only two who can lead the team are naturally more responsible for the work.

Zuo Zhong asked the two of them to sit down and said: "Keli's work has two focuses. Lao Song and I are responsible for the interrogation work. Lao Gu, please work hard to find out the situation of the dead Japanese spies.

  After all, you are the deputy section chief. When it comes to negotiating with other agencies, you have an advantage over Lao Song. You must find out the identities, backgrounds and residences of these people to see if there are any clues.

This intelligence team has been lurking in Jinling for a long time. It is necessary to investigate the cover identities of the members. At least the residence must be found and the weapons and ammunition must be searched to prevent them from being dispersed. "

Gu Qi nodded: "Okay, I will start this work immediately, but there are a few people whose faces cannot be identified that are more troublesome. They may need help from the Jinling Police Department. They are familiar with the jurisdiction."

Speaking of this, Zuo Zhong slapped the table: "Go to that **** Bai Wenzhi. In the final analysis, he is responsible for this matter. Ask him to fully cooperate with our work and dig out the situation of these people."

"yes."

 Gu Qi took the people away, and Zuo Zhong and Song Minghao went to the interrogation room together to meet the spy who so far had insisted that his name was Xiao Qingmin.

Due to Zuo Zhong's request, the interrogation room of the Secret Service was not so dirty and bloody. It was just a job. Torture and violence were work requirements. Zuo Zhong did not want his men to be a bunch of perverts.

 The discipline of interrogation also has a basic principle, that is, do not use your hands or feet. If a person is bitten by an animal, you can beat or kill him, but you cannot behave like an animal.

So when he saw Xiao Qingmin, the woman was in pretty good condition. Her feet were bandaged casually and she was restrained on the interrogation chair. If she had been in this place, she would have been stripped naked.

Seeing Zuo Zhong, Xiao Qingmin, who was trembling with pain, suddenly found her target. She shouted loudly: "Let me go! I am a primary school teacher, not the bad guy you are looking for, really."

Zuo Zhong listened to her performance, put the interrogation record book on the table, and sat down on the stool. After sitting down, he did not rush to ask, but carefully laid down and smoothed the notebook.

 Until the notebook and the edge of the table formed a perfect angle, he took out his pen and unscrewed the cap to get it straight. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Qingmin, who kept saying that he was wronged, and showed a kind smile.

"Hello, Miss Xiao, I am Zuo Zhong, the intelligence section chief of the Secret Service. Next to me is my colleague Song Minghao. I have invited you here today for a Japanese espionage case. Do you understand me clearly?" "I'm not Spy, I’m a teacher at No. 3 Elementary School, and I teach Chinese. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you my ID, or you can go to the school and ask. It’s easy. I beg you.”

Xiao Qingmin seemed to be frightened by Zuo Zhong's words about the Japanese spy case. He kept shaking his head. Coupled with the fact that he was sweating profusely due to pain, his whole body felt indescribably impatient and embarrassed.

Hearing what she said, Zuo Zhong kept smiling and shook his head: "I'm asking you if you heard what I said clearly. As for whether you are innocent, you and I both know it in our hearts. Let's start quickly, okay?"

Xiao Qingmin didn't answer, but shook his head desperately, with tears streaming down his face. He looked at Zuo Zhong and wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth couldn't open. This is a normal reaction for humans when they reach fear and despair.

"Ms. Xiao, since you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence and let's move on to the second item. Please answer the following simple questions truthfully. It's very simple, so don't worry."

Zuo Zhong glanced at Xiao Qingmin, raised his pen and asked: "I will remember your name, age, place of origin and personal experience. You should have prepared for these questions. Isn't it difficult?"

 Xiao Qingmin seemed to have calmed down a little, and said, "I"

"Wait."

Before she was about to answer, Zuo Zhong called her to stop. He scratched the paper with a pen for a long time. He raised his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry. The pen is broken. Please continue."

 “My real name is Xiao”

"etc."

Zuo Zhong interrupted her again, stood up, filled the tea cup in front of him with water, put some tea leaves, carefully half-covered the mouth of the cup with the lid of the tea cup, and repeated the whole set of actions after sitting down.

He explained with a smile: "Zuo couldn't bear the thirst anymore and kept Miss Xiao waiting for a long time. Anyway, we have a lot of time and we can slowly develop a tacit understanding. There is no urgent need for a moment. Do you think I'm right?"

 Xiao Qingmin’s head shook like a rattle, and she couldn’t help crying again: “I”

"etc!"

 “Okay, just tell me.”

"My name is."

"etc!"

Zuo Zhong stopped the interrogation time and time again. During this period, he went to the toilet once, answered a phone call, drank a cup of tea, took a walk, and even went out and bought a pack of spiced broad beans and ate them on the spot.

 Hsiao Qingmin's reaction was impeccable. He always looked so pitiful. His voice was hoarse from crying, his tears were all gone, and he didn't reveal any flaws. He is really a good actor.

 “Wait! Zuo needs to go to the toilet.”

But when he said this for the eighth time, Xiao Qingmin's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the pitiful look in his eyes also paused for a few seconds. If Zuo Zhong hadn't been paying attention, he would have missed it.

Song Minghao's eyes also lit up. He had been silent since he came in, focusing on Xiao Qingmin's every move. He could also clearly see the other party's little gaffes.

This is the first time he has seen this kind of interrogation confrontation. One is an experienced professional spy, and the other is a section chief with great resourcefulness. The next confrontation between the two will definitely be more exciting.

 “Haha, Miss Xiao is impatient.”

Zuo Zhong sat down again and took a sip of tea slowly: "Then, please let Miss Xiao get straight to the point and answer the questions I just asked seriously. You must be honest, you know."

Xiao Qingmin did not retort and said in silent tears: "My name is Xiao Qingmin. I am twenty-five years old and a native of Fujian Province. I graduated from high school in the 19th year of the Republic of China and came to Jinling to work as a primary school teacher.

My parents are both present at home, and my father is a famous Western medicine doctor in Fucheng. If you ask about this, you will definitely be able to ask about it. I am really not the Japanese spy you mentioned. Please go check it out. "

 Fucheng?

This is not a good place now. After Japan occupied Ryukyu, Fujian Province became an important target for the so-called Ryukyu Governor-General's cross-strait operations and Japan's southward expansion strategy.

In order to cultivate potential forces in Fujian Province, the Japanese Consulate protected and allowed Ryukyu merchants to smuggle and sell tobacco, so Japan had strong strength in Fujian Province.

If you really believed this woman, I guess the person who was sent would have gone to become the son-in-law of the Dragon King before he got the news. He really thought he was a fool.

Zuo Zhong smiled and shook his head, took out a few hairs from a cloth bag, held it up and said, "Miss Xiao, Zhu Jisheng is really passionate about you.

Look, this is the hair he secretly hid, otherwise we wouldn’t have met so soon. You really should have killed him with your own hands. Don’t you regret it? "

 (End of this chapter)