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Chapter 276 Butterfly
"Very well, it's not what I want to keep everyone here. I only need one of you. Let me tell you about her characteristics. As long as you find her, you can leave safely."

He clapped his hands hard to attract everyone's attention, and raised a finger: "One, she is a female, aged between 18 and 25, of course, she may have been disguised now."

He raised two fingers again: "Second, she is very short, and three, she has a scent on her body, well, let's act, otherwise you will have to go back to the secret service once."

Secret Service.

The crowd panicked for a moment. They claimed to be the elite class in Jinling, so they naturally knew the power of this agency. Now that they heard that they were going to be taken back to the Secret Service, they all looked at the suspicious person beside them.

Some foreigners don’t know what the Secret Service is, but after asking the Chinese people around them, they immediately stand there obediently. Every country has secret police, and they don’t want to cause trouble for themselves.

The power of unity is enormous. After two to three minutes of panic, a dozen eligible women were isolated, and the secret agents quickly surrounded them with guns, ready to shoot at any time.

With a smile on his face, Zuo Zhong walked up to these women, smelling them here and there, and quickly turned his attention to one person, but it was different from what he thought, this woman was ordinary.

According to Zuo Zhong's speculation, the woman who can make Zhu Jisheng's fans fall in love, escape the camp at the risk, and is willing to sell her country for her, is at least a middle-aged person, not to mention beautiful.

But the woman in front of her was wearing a western-style dress, which was very fashionable, but it could be seen that it was a cheap copy from a tailor. The leather shoes on her feet were severely worn, and she was wearing a half-worn lady's hat.

Except for the shabby clothes, and the swollen face to make her look fat, describing her appearance as mediocre is beautification. To be precise, it is only one step away from being ugly, or half a step away.

A nose that is not erect, two small eyes, a fairly standard mouth and protruding ears together form a striking face. Zhu Jisheng is not so blind.

Zuo Zhong kept his distance and walked around her. When he saw her shiny long hair, he narrowed his eyes and didn't speak. He walked back to her and looked at her with his arms folded.

Smell cannot be used as evidence. To convince this cunning opponent, torture alone is not enough. She has some intelligence value, so she must completely break the psychological defense line and let her speak.

After a long time, he sneered: "Why don't you say anything? Don't you really want to see me? You even sent two pawns to test it out. Now that you and I have finally met, why don't you say anything?"

After the woman heard this, her eyes widened instantly, she looked very innocent, her lips trembled slightly, and she trembled for a long time with a look of excessive panic, and said with difficulty: "Sir, I, I don't know you."

The crowd of onlookers murmured in low voices. Some people thought that this poor woman should have been wronged. These Gou spies must have been unable to find the real culprit, so they randomly found someone to take the blame.

At this time, Song Minghao came with the special agents from the support point, and Gu Qi also rushed here with the left-behind personnel from the intelligence department. They should have rushed here to support after receiving the news from Wutong Street.

"Section Chief, I have sent people to guard Jiang Jincai's residence. I heard that there was a fierce exchange of fire here, so I immediately brought people over to support you." Song Minghao held his head high.

"I heard that Wu Chunyang was injured, so I hurriedly brought someone here, Section Chief, have you caught all the spies, and what do you want us to do?" Gu Qi asked.

Zuo Zhong pulled the two of them aside and introduced the situation in a low voice, especially the matter of the female spy leader. Song Minghao and Gu Qi nodded and looked at the female suspect who was standing in the distance with puzzled faces.

They were thinking the same as Zuo Zhong. As far as how this virtue seduced Zhu Jisheng, it could be that the relationship between the two was pure money, otherwise Zhu Jisheng could only be described as obsessed with ghosts.

Zuo Chong patted Song Minghao on the shoulder: "Old Song, take someone to search Qiuju Bookstore. The focus is on the insulation layer on the top. Be careful, if you use other methods to get in, the Japanese may have set up a trap."

"Yes."

Song Minghao responded, and led his people to find a long ladder and headed straight to the next door to the bookstore. After doing intelligence work for so long, his brain turned quickly, and he decided to go down from the roof to avoid falling into a trap.

Gu Qi sized up the suspect again, in disbelief: "Chief, is that woman in Zhu Jisheng's family really her? Could there be some misunderstanding here, after all, she really looks like..."

Zuo Zhong waved his hand: "Don't worry, you will know when Lao Song comes back, and you will understand when you see a big change, by the way, did that kid Gui Youguang return to the department from the airport? "

"No, he went to the hospital." Gu Qi explained: "He blew out his eyes in the air, and now he is crying when he sees the wind. Just let him and Chunyang take a good rest. They worked too hard."

Zuo Zhong said with emotion: "Gui Youguang made a great contribution this time, if he hadn't followed the target, we wouldn't have achieved such a big gain. You wrote a better report on the closing report, so it's easier to describe the merits."

"Okay, Chief."

Gu Qi nodded, then whispered: "Section Chief, Nobita is calling."

Speaking of this, Zuo Zhongqi won't say anything, Hase Ryosuke is a bastard, he disappeared after solving the case, and now that the case is solved, he got out of nowhere.

He said blankly, "Where did he go? Did he report the situation?"

Gu Qihui reported: "In the encrypted message just sent today, he went to the Shenyang secret service of the Kwantung Army because of Du Zizi's complaint to the Kwantung Army's special work squad, and he just returned to Shanghai."

Zuo Zhong was stunned. Du Zizi went to the northeast not to escape, but to sue, but it was understandable, after all, he retired from the army, and he should be able to find someone who could talk to him in the Kwantung Army.

Gu Qi continued: "Du Laizi believes that the monitor of the special work squad is treasonous, which caused his identity to be leaked. After investigation by the Japanese consulate in Shanghai, it is pure nonsense. Daxiong went to report the situation.

According to him, he met Doihara this time and had a pleasant conversation with him. The other party specially stayed him in the Northeast for a month to learn about the experience of the special high school in Jinling's intelligence warfare. "

"Pfft."

Zuo Chongle, this bastard has a fart experience, the spies in Jinling are all under the surveillance of the Secret Service, even if a dog comes from Shanghai, it is also under his surveillance.

Gu Qi was also happy: "There is no new information on intelligence, only that he accidentally got a piece of information from the Shenyang secret service. Doihara has a spy or spy team called Butterfly."

"Butterfly?"

Zuo Zhong thought of the spy Yu Xueping's body he had just seen. The other had a butterfly tattoo on his shoulder. Is this a coincidence? He looked at the suspect standing there, thinking in his heart.

If the intelligence team was called Butterfly, would it be because of the dead Yu Xueping? But this is wrong. According to his speculation, the woman on the sofa is the leader of the intelligence team.

There is no reason to use the characteristics of subordinates as the name of the group, is it to divert attention?But if it wasn't for the information just sent by Ryosuke Hase, I wouldn't know the name of this group.

But what if the Japanese spies find a way to let themselves know about this?

Zuo Zhong began to think, if he didn't know about the mysterious woman, but the evidence left at the scene, or the captured spies told him that their intelligence team was called Butterfly.

No matter how he judges, he will definitely think that the dead female spy is the leader. After all, such a big tattoo is very conspicuous, and then the case is successfully closed, and the real butterfly is free.

Well, Li Daitao is stiff, and the core of the intelligence team is safe and sound. Even if the spies below are all arrested, relying on the old channels, the Japanese intelligence agency can easily form another team.

The Japanese must have a contingency plan!Zuo Zhong thought of a way to confirm this guess, he whispered a few words to Gu Qi, Gu Qi looked up at him, Zuo Zhong nodded affirmatively.

Gu Qi turned around and took the man to the bookstore. Zuo Zhong hugged his shoulders and looked at the innocent woman. If his guess was correct, she had a big secret.

Otherwise, there is no need for the Japanese to spend so much effort to hide her, and even prepare for the entire group to be taken away, so as to ensure that she is not implicated.

The crowd waited impatiently. The spy only said a word to the woman, and then went to the side to chat secretly. What exactly are the spies going to do, and when will they be able to go home.

While everyone was waiting, people saw that the fat agent who had left earlier came back with his things, and he was smiling like he had picked up money. It seemed that the matter was coming to an end.

"Section Chief, two pull-fire grenade traps and six grenades were found on the insulation layer, all of which were attached to the ceiling of the bookstore. No matter if you pull it down or push it up, it will definitely explode within three seconds."

Hearing Song Minghao's report, Zuo Zhong, who had been prepared for a long time, still felt cold in his heart. Given the viciousness of the other party, it was certain that he would set up traps, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless that he set six traps.

Song Minghao continued to add: "I also found a set of cheongsam, a pair of high-heeled shoes, a lady's bag, a pocket pistol, a lighter and a box of ladies' cigarettes, all here."

Zuo Zhong opened the bag, and the first thing that caught his eye was an exquisite pistol. It was indeed an M1910 produced by Mauser. It seemed that the barrel had also been modified so that a silencer could be installed.

The high-heeled shoes are a foreign brand, sold in stores in Jinling and Shanghai, while the cheongsam is a bit different, with strange colors, high-grade materials, and dense stitching. It should be a tailor-made high-end product.

Zuo Zhong thought for a while and put the things down, then looked at Song Minghao: "Lao Song, I have a good job for you, take the suspect to a place where no one is around, and ask her to change into this cheongsam and high heels.

Pay attention to safety, this woman is very skilled, you must keep a distance from her, and observe discipline, let her find a corner to change clothes by herself, and you are not allowed to touch her. "

fart!I'm afraid she will touch me!
Song Minghao had a bitter face after hearing this. This is not a beautiful job, and he is not a beautiful woman, but the order is in front, so he can only pinch his nose and lead the suspect to push and pull the suspect into the nearby shop.

"No! Don't!"

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense."

Soon, imaginative screams and a man's roar sounded in the shop. I don't know what happened, and everything became calm, leaving only faint sobs.

The crowd was in an uproar. In broad daylight, the spies wanted to openly insult a weak woman. What was the justice and the law? Everyone expressed their protest with their eyes.

(End of this chapter)