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Chapter 1252 I Like Tough Guys Like You

There are some people who always think they are very smart, but in fact what they do are very stupid, just like the suspect in front of Zuo Chong and others.

Wu Chunyang handed over a piece of paper, glanced at the other party and said, "Second Commander, this is what I found on him."

Zuo Zhong took the note, on which was a confession signed by Fang Quan. In the confession, "Fang Quan" admitted that Yuan Chuyu's death was related to himself, and that he felt guilty about it, so he committed suicide to apologize.

“Haha, it’s well written. Even the handwriting is 70% similar. You are worthy of being a top student of Central University.” Zuo Chong flicked the confession letter with a joking tone.

Wu Chunyang nodded in agreement: "Yes, if you don't look carefully, it is indeed difficult to tell the truth from the false. This guy must have received professional intelligence training."

Gucci leaned over to take a look at the confession and found that it was true. Handwriting imitation is a basic skill for an agent, but it is not easy to imitate it so closely.

"Tell me, what's your last name, what's your name, and who's your superior." Zuo Zhong reached out and pinched the wound on the suspect's wrist and asked three questions.

Blood dripped from the wound and veins on the suspect's forehead were bulging, but he still gritted his teeth and chose to fight to the end.

"Very good, I like tough guys like you."

Zuo Zhong's smile turned cold, and he gradually exerted force on his hands. The suspect's facial muscles began to twitch, which was a protective reaction of the body.

Pain signals are transmitted to the brain through nerves, causing the nervous system to become overexcited. When this overexcitation exceeds a certain threshold, it triggers involuntary muscle contraction.

Everyone present must have thought that the other party might be quite capable in intelligence skills, but he couldn't even endure this little pain and would definitely not last long.

As if he was teasing the suspect intentionally, Zuo Zhong's strength varied. Whenever the other party just got used to the pain, he would let go. Once the other party relaxed, he would suddenly exert force again, causing the suspect to be tormented to death.

"I said."

The suspect finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy: "My name is Wang Fangpu, my boss is Zhao Dayang, everything I said is true, please forgive me."

Zuo Zhong didn't let go, but instead increased his strength: "We, the Military Control Commission, can find out the student list. Don't play tricks. I want your real name. Tell me now!"

According to the Military Control Commission's case handling procedures, the background of all those involved in the case had naturally been clearly known long ago, including Wang Fangpu.

The Central University's admissions file showed that the other party was from Fujian Province and both his parents were still alive. According to the external investigation conducted by the Fujian Provincial Station, this information was accurate.

But "asking questions despite knowing the answer" is an interrogation strategy. Whether it is the police or intelligence agencies, interrogations basically start with asking the name in order to establish a dialogue and observe the reaction.

However, Zuo Chong didn’t think too much about it. He asked this simply because he was annoyed with this guy.

A child of destiny, instead of thinking about studying hard to serve the country, he took the enemy as his father and became a spy. How could such a person be let off easily in the hands of the Military Control Commission?

Wang Fangpu was sweating profusely from the pain and answered with a bitter face that this was his real name. He was afraid that Zuo Chong would not believe him, so he even told him the process of joining the spy organization.

"Sir, I entered Central University a year ago. During one of my absences, I met Zhao Dayang. He was very generous and often invited me out to have fun.

My family is not well off, and I usually like to go to places like dance halls and bars. Since Zhao Dayang is willing to be a sucker, I have no reason to refuse.

Unexpectedly, after several times, Zhao Dayang said that he was a spy and asked me to collect intelligence, otherwise he would report me. I had no choice but to do as he said.

During this period, Zhao Dayang trained me at his residence, including secret writing, tracking, anti-tracking, fighting, shooting and handwriting imitation. "

Zuo Chong understood why Wang Fangpu dared to resist arrest with a gun but behaved so weakly. It turned out that he was a half-baked agent. Although brave, he lacked the courage to commit suicide at the critical moment.

Dog traitor! He cursed in his heart and continued to exert force with his hands, motioning Wang Fangpu to continue. Wang Fangpu bared his teeth and quickly confessed.

“But I’m just a student. I don’t have access to any useful intelligence, and the school’s national defense projects don’t need me. I can only make up some fake news for Zhao Dayang.

Zhao Dayang was very angry and warned me that I had to complete the task within a month. I really wanted to turn myself in, but I discovered a secret before the deadline. "

"What secret?" Zuo Zhong loosened his grip slightly.

Wang Fangpu took a deep breath and panted, "More than half a year ago, I found that Yuan Chuyu seemed to be deciphering the encrypted information on the radio, the encrypted information of the Red Russians."

Zuo Chong frowned. Could it be that the Red Russians killed Yuan Chuyu? If so, then there would be trouble.

Since the war broke out, Red Russia has provided the Nationalist government with a large amount of military, economic, technical and political assistance. No one would turn against Red Russia for a student, so this case is likely to be left unresolved.

After a moment of hesitation, Zuo Chong "reminded" Wang Fangpu again, and the other party let out a scream and told everything he knew.

"Yuan Chuyu has a great talent for mathematics and knows foreign languages. After trying several times, he successfully cracked the message. It was a secret order sent by the Red Russian intelligence agency to foreign intelligence personnel." "How did you know?"

"The notebook Yuan Chuyu used to decrypt encrypted messages was often placed by his bed. I took a peek at it a few times when he wasn't paying attention."

"Then what? Zhao Dayang is a Red Russian, so he ordered you to kill Yuan Chuyu?"

"No, it's not. I told Zhao Dayang about this and he was very excited. He got to know Yuan Chuyu through me and tried to recruit Yuan Chuyu using the same method."

"Speak more carefully!"

After hearing Wang Fangpu's answer, Zuo Zhong poked his finger into the wound and blood gushed out instantly. The other party's explanation was like squeezing toothpaste, so he had to be more intense.

"I said that Zhao Dayang first asked Yuan Chuyu to record and translate some plain text from the Red Russian broadcasts, and offered him a generous reward, saying that it was for business purposes.

But this was only to reduce Yuan Chuyu's vigilance, and then he raised the requirements step by step, from plain text to encrypted information, and finally. "Sir, can you find someone to help me bandage my wound?"

Wang Fangpu proposed an exchange condition at the right time. What would Zuo Chong do? Of course, he would pick up the scalding hot teacup on the table and press it on the wound.

"what!!!"

While wailing, Wang Fangpu tried to shake his hand away, but Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang smiled and held him tightly, saying, "Do you have the capital to negotiate terms with the deputy chairman?"

Zuo Chong looked down at the other person, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and smashed the wound with the teacup in his hand again and again. His movements were slow and powerful. After a few bangs, he asked with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, do you need any more bandaging?"

"No more! No more!"

Wang Fangpu shook his head quickly, not daring to keep the secret any longer.

"Finally, Zhao Dayang asked Yuan Chuyu to crack the encrypted information in the government broadcast. Yuan Chuyu refused to obey and even wanted to die together with him. Zhao Dayang was very angry but helpless.

Later, Yuan Chuyu began to listen to German radio and cracked Berlin's instructions to the intelligence personnel stationed in Red Russia. Zhao Dayang was delighted and stopped forcing him. "

Zuo Chong secretly felt regretful. Yuan Chuyu was a talented person. He had achieved such a level with only calculations and a radio. If he could join Lishan Company (the communications research institute of the Military Control Commission), he would surely be able to show his talents.

Gu Qi and others looked at Wang Fangpu with unfriendly eyes. Such a telecommunications expert was worth a division in wartime, but he died because of the opponent's greed. He really deserved to die.

Wang Fangpu sensed something was wrong and took the initiative to explain what happened afterwards: "Half a month ago, Yuan Chuyu cracked another message. I don't know the content, but he took it very seriously and carried the notebook that recorded the information with him wherever he went.

After Zhao Dayang found out, he asked him for it several times, but Yuan Chuyu refused until Zhao Dayang threatened him with his parents. Then he gave in. You know what happened next. Yuan Chuyu was killed when he went out to meet Zhao Dayang.

Through Wang Fangpu's confession, Zuo Chong and others initially understood the course of the case, but there were still a few things that needed to be clarified.

Zuo Zhong asked coldly, "Besides Zhao Dayang, how many other people have you met from the other side? Did Zhao Dayang tell you which country's intelligence officer he is from?"

Wang Fangpu stuttered, because after knowing each other for such a long time, he really had never met the other person, and he didn't know which country Zhao Dayang was a spy for.

But after all, he was a smart man who was able to be admitted to Central University. In order to avoid being tortured again, he racked his brains for a while and provided some clues he had found in previous daily communications.

"Zhao Dayang is very concerned about intelligence related to Japan, so he asked Yuan Chuyu to crack the government's encrypted information. Moreover, Zhao Dayang should know Japanese. I have seen him buy Japanese newspapers."

Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi looked at each other and there was no running away. The old rival had really returned. But why didn't Hase Ryosuke give any warning? As the second-in-command of the China Committee, Japan's intelligence operations against China could not be concealed from the other side.

  Hasegawa rebelled?

Exposed?

Or have the devils set up a new intelligence agency?

In addition, what kind of information did Yuan Chuyu crack half a month ago that could lead Zhao Dayang to kill a telecommunications genius?

Zuo Zhong thought for a while and put down his teacup: "Inform the school and say that Wang Fangpu was shot dead on the spot for resisting arrest. The first and second divisions will monitor the bank comprehensively. We must be loose on the outside and tight on the inside."

Gu Qi knew his intention in doing so. He notified the school in order to release false information and make Zhao Dayang and the remaining enemy show up. But would the plan go so smoothly?

This old intelligence officer obviously has never heard the saying: Don't be afraid of god-like opponents, just be afraid of pig-like enemies. Sometimes you don't need to do anything, the enemy will do everything for you.

In Shanghai, in the office of the head of the Hase Agency, the once elegant flower of the empire and royal relative Hase Ryosuke was furious and turned into a desktop cleaning master.

"Bakayaro! Osako Michimasa, I'm going to kill you!"

Not satisfied after cursing, he drew out his samurai sword and chopped the objects on the ground into pieces, then quickly walked towards the telecommunications room. He now needed Fat Tiger's help.

(What is the greatest pain you have ever endured? Moonlight doesn’t count)