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Chapter 279 Interrogation
"Zhu Jisheng? I don't know him. I only know some colleagues and students in Jinling, and I won't give my hair to a man casually." Xiao Qingmin replied quickly, denying that she knew Zhu Jisheng.

"Okay, let's pretend that what you said is true." Zuo Zhong didn't force her to admit it, and then asked another question: "Where do you usually live, school or off-campus, this question can always be answered."

Xiao Qingmin didn't hide this point: "I like to be clean, so I rented a house near the school, No. [-] Yushi Street. The owner is a colleague of the school. I told you that you can ask."

Zuo Zhong carefully wrote down the address. He was very familiar with this street. It was not far from Central University. There were many schools and institutions nearby, such as the Judicial Yuan, the Examination Yuan, and the Executive Yuan. The location was good.

What's more, it is very close to a place - the Japanese Consulate General in China.

It's a bit interesting, Zuo Zhong went through this piece of information in his head and asked: "Miss Xiao, why did you come to Wutong Street from such a far place, it probably takes more than an hour by rickshaw."

Xiao Qingmin wiped away her tears: "I came to Wutong Street to drink coffee. Many people in Jinling like to come here to taste authentic coffee. It's not against the law to do so. Why are you wronging me?"

Is this going to turn against customers? Zuo Zhong smiled and knocked on the table with his pen: "We are interrogating you now, be honest, the rent on Yushi Street is not cheap, how much is your monthly rent?"

"50."

"How much is your monthly salary?"

"60."

"It's not low, but 10 yuan a month is not enough to live in Jinling. The family should have given you a lot of money." Zuo Zhong smiled and lit a cigarette, and chatted with him like an old friend.

Xiao Qingmin explained again: "The rental fee was transferred by my father from Fucheng to Jinling. The bill is in my rented room. Yushi Street is surrounded by schools and government agencies. It is safer to live there."

"So that's how it is." Zuo Chong flicked the cigarette ash and said, "Why doesn't Miss Xiao become your eldest lady in Fucheng, and insists on running to Jinling, maybe she is avoiding someone, or there is some purpose."

Song Minghao sat up straight when he heard this sentence. This question is very important. The other party must give a logical reason, otherwise he cannot explain why he came all the way to Jinling.

Xiao Qingmin kept sobbing: "The chairman's wife said that women in our country have made immortal contributions to the progress of today's society. Wisdom, independence, foresight and pioneering courage are not the exclusive products of men.

I thought about living the life of a woman in this new era, and went to Jinling to educate the future of the country. Fortunately, my family was enlightened and supported my idea. Is it so wrong? The wife of the chairman is wrong. "

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, she cried and questioned Zuo Zhong and Song Minghao, and even put on a big hat, making it seem like the two of them had a problem with the wife, if it got out, it would affect their official career.

"Ha ha."

Zuo Chong sneered: "Ma'am, is it someone like you who can talk about it? Well, let's just assume that you want to live a new life, but how do you explain the clothes and shoes? The shoes are a coincidence, and the tailor-made cheongsam is also a coincidence?"

Seeing that the road was blocked, he said that he had returned to the physical evidence at the scene, and then asked Xiao Qingmin: "It can't be that we wronged you, can't we explain this problem clearly, and Miss Xiao can't get out for the time being."

Tailor-made, as the name suggests, is clothes made according to the customer's preferences and size. Even if other people can wear them, they will not fit so well, let alone a pair of high-heeled shoes that fit very well.

Xiao Qingmin showed aggrieved face: "I don't know, maybe that person's figure is similar to mine. With Jinling City's population, it's not impossible. You can't arrest me for this reason."

"Oh, coincidence."

Zuo Chong smiled, and closed the transcript of the questioning casually: "Okay, that's all for today. Miss Xiao has a good rest, and we'll see you tomorrow. This game has just started, and we have plenty of time."

After speaking, he turned to look at Song Minghao: "Old Song, let's go first, let Miss Xiao think about it."

"Okay, Chief."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Zhong and Song Minghao got up and walked towards the interrogation room, leaving Xiao Qingmin with a dazed expression on her face, as if thinking that she would stay here for a long time, she let out a desperate cry of collapse.

"Don't go, I'm really wronged."

"Please, let me go."

"You can go and check, go and check"

Hearing the shouts getting farther and farther behind him, Song Minghao was puzzled and said, "Section Chief, why don't you just torture her or go to the electric chair? No matter how hard her mouth is, she won't be able to hold it back. If it doesn't work, you can use Veritaserum."

"Let's handle the case in a civilized manner." Zuo Zhong joked, and then explained: "Because I need this woman to tell the truth, and to speak clearly and completely. Come with me to take a look at Yushi Street."

This reason is a bit far-fetched, but Song Minghao didn't dare to ask any more, he shouldn't know it himself, so don't be too curious, and immediately ran back to the office and started summoning spies to carry out the tasks assigned by Zuo Zhong.

Although it was already late at night, the advantage of living together was that it was easy to notify, and the action manpower and vehicles were quickly assembled. Seeing this, Zuo Zhong sat in the back of one of the cars and signaled for departure.

Song Minghao asked if he should be more discreet, Zuo Zhong shook his head, he did this search for some people to see, and the secret service convoy headed straight for the target with bright headlights.

As a result, the people near Yushi Street were unlucky. They were sound asleep when they were awakened by the roar of the engine, and some grumpy opened the door to curse.

But seeing the group of dark-faced armed spies outside, these people immediately bowed and nodded, turned around and closed the door obediently, went home and lay down on the bed, plugging their ears.

Zuo Zhong glanced at the people who quickly closed the door, waved his hand, and several spies who were proficient in traps and searches went directly over the wall into the target's courtyard, and opened the gate after confirming that the courtyard was safe.

"Crench."

Looking at the opened courtyard door, Zuo Zhong didn't go in immediately, but strolled around the courtyard wall for a long time. Xiao Qingmin must have a reason for choosing to live in this place, and he wanted to find out the reason.

This is a typical Jinling residential house, the layout is similar to Zhu Jisheng's house, but the area is a bit smaller, the front of the courtyard wall is the street, the two sides are adjacent to the neighbors, and the interesting thing is the backyard wall.

Looking out from the backyard wall, there is a large bamboo forest. Going forward is a wasteland, and you can easily go around to Zhongshan Road. Zhongshan Road goes north to Ziwu Road, and you can go to Wutong Street.

Zuo Zhong squatted down, looking at the thick layer of bamboo leaves on the ground and fell into thought. After a long time, he got up and clapped his hands, and walked back to the gate. Before entering the gate, he drew out his pistol and fired a shot at the sky.

"boom!"

Now the neighbors around were quieter, and they all covered their heads under the quilt, not daring to make a sound, and the spies were also stunned, not knowing what the section chief was doing, so they stood quietly aside.

Three minutes later, when the spies drove away the peeping Hei Pi, Zuo Zhong smiled all over his face and waved to the hillside in the northwest of the small courtyard, then turned around and walked into the courtyard.

Song Minghao asked in a low voice: "Chief, who were you saying hello to just now? There was no one there. Did you see something unclean? Do you want to ask a master to take a look?"

"Master fart." After Zuo Zhong scolded him, he said meaningfully: "But I was indeed greeting a ghost just now, Lao Song, do you know where that hillside is? Take a good guess."

Song Minghao shivered, and said with a pale face: "It can't be the cemetery, section chief, why don't we withdraw first and come back tomorrow during the day. Some things are better believed than believed."

Zuo Chong held back his anger and coughed lightly: "That's the Japanese Consulate General in the Republic of China, can you stop filling up your mind with so many messy things, I'm talking about the Japanese devils!"①
Song Minghao blushed, and quickly changed the subject: "Section Chief, do you mean that the other party has contact with Xiao Qingmin and knows that she lives here? By waving at them, you are telling them that Xiao Qingmin has been arrested."

"Well, it's finally smart. Last time they sent two people to say hello to me. As a country of etiquette, we must return the ceremony and stand those corpses in this yard during the day."

Zuo Zhong observed Xiao Qingmin's room while coldly giving orders, Song Minghao shuddered when he heard it, a dozen bloody spy corpses stood in a row, what a spectacular scene.

He suddenly had an idea and said: "Good section chief, I will make arrangements when I get back to ensure that the Japanese on the mountain can see clearly. Do you want to deploy some people nearby, maybe something will be gained."

Zuo Zhong pointed to the curtains and said, "Take this thing back, just hand it over, the other party won't be so stupid, besides, it's very troublesome to arrest people from the consulate, so we can't give the Japanese an excuse to make trouble."

Xiao Qingmin's room was very clean, and there was nothing incompatible with her identity. As a senior hidden spy, she would definitely not make mistakes in this regard, but sometimes the truth lies in the details.

Wu Chunyang asked people to take down the curtains, and made a suggestion: "Good section chief, I think you can take the records and books in the house back and examine them carefully, maybe you can find some clues."

"En, very good." Zuo Zhong listened to the phone on the table, and said: "Call the neighbor, I want to ask Xiao Qingmin's daily performance, and see what this Chinese teacher does on weekends.

After finishing speaking, Zuo Zhong put down the phone, turned around and walked out of the house, and went to the backyard. There were no low flowers and plants planted in the yard, but a lot of dense bamboos were planted against the walls on both sides.

It looks very elegant, and more importantly, it blocks the sight of the neighbors on both sides looking at the yard. As long as there is no loud noise, people outside can't see what's going on inside at all, and it's very secretive.

"Section Chief, the neighbor is here." A small spy brought a middle-aged man.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw Zuo Zhong, he asked, "Hello, sir. I'm Miss Xiao's neighbor. I don't know what crime she committed. It must be a misunderstanding. This girl is very honest and doesn't go out easily."

Hehe, he is a sympathetic person.

Zuo Zhong reassured: "It's okay, I just need to know something about you. You said she seldom goes out, so how did you know that? Do you observe her every day, do you like her?"

"No no no."

The middle-aged man's face turned red: "I just have a friendship with her. Every weekend, she will play the flute in the backyard. This can't deceive people. How can such a quiet girl be a bad person."

Dizi?Proof of presence?
Zuo Zhong recalled, nodded with a smile: "It's all right, sir, maybe after a while, you will know what this good girl has done."

　① Japanese devils, derived from the term "foreign devils" aimed at Western invaders. After the Sino-Japanese War, "devils" were also used to refer to Japanese invaders.

　　
　
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