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Chapter 280
After chatting with the neighbors, Zuo Zhong got some information, some of which were very valuable, such as why a role like Yu Xueping was needed in the intelligence team other than scapegoating ghosts.

As he walked towards the door, he ordered: "Close the team."

There is no value here anymore. So many clues can be found at the scene, which is beyond Zuo Zhong's expectation. It seems that no matter how professional intelligence personnel are, they have their own weaknesses, and the Japanese are no exception.

The secret agents began to form up, and he walked towards the door first, but before getting into the car, he stood in front of the headlights and greeted the Japanese consulate again, which should be visible.

It was indeed visible. In the Japanese consulate on the hillside, several men in Japanese army uniforms were taking turns looking at this place with a vertical telescope, and they could clearly see his movements.

"idiot!"

The lieutenant with the highest rank among them clenched his fist and said, "Damn Chinese, you are so arrogant. When the imperial army enters this country, I will definitely torture this bastard severely."

The others were also itching with hatred. They could only watch as their own stronghold was searched. It was so frustrating. Someone immediately asked to take someone to intercept the convoy.

Although the lieutenant commander was angry, but still rational, he raised his hand to stop him and said, "Forget it, pass the information to the Kwantung Army in Shenyang, that woman belongs to them, let's see what they want to do with it."

"Hay."

Zuo Zhong didn't see this play, but he could imagine that Xiao Qingmin lived here partly because it was convenient to communicate with the consulate, and it was also convenient for the consulate to confirm her status.

The old guy Doihara was very suspicious, and he kept a lot of hands with his subordinates. He must have received the news that Butterfly had been caught tonight, so how would he react?

While thinking, the team returned to the Secret Service, and slowly stopped in front of the office building. Zuo Zhong got out of the car and glanced at the yawning subordinates, and immediately disbanded the team.

It's meaningless to interrogate again tonight. Xiao Qingmin has already thought of a countermeasure. Continuing the interrogation is to follow her wish and turn the interrogation into a protracted battle with back and forth. Zuo Zhong wants to decide the outcome in one battle.

On the second day, the third day, and the fourth day, Zuo Zhong never interrogated Xiao Qingmin, but Gu Qi checked the situation of the members of the Japanese intelligence team, and the cover identities of these people were basically clear.

Except for the three with certificates, the identities of the others are very complicated. There are grocery store owners, taxi drivers, gangsters, and students from certain universities in Jinling.

Gu Qi reported to Zuo Zhonghui: "Section Chief, in the other party's residence and business premises, we seized more than 2 yuan in cash, dozens of long and short weapons, five grenades and special ammunition."

Five grenades, plus the one from Qiuju Bookstore, make six. With this kind of firepower to assassinate the bald head, if accurate information is added, maybe the bald head can really be sent to heaven.

Zuo Zhong imagined this situation, and shivered. If the bald head really went to the west, would the Sino-Japanese war be beneficial? I don't know, but who is most likely to succeed him as the new leader?

Surnamed Wang.

If this kind of person becomes the leader of the Republic of China, he will be a widow and dead son—there is no hope. Judging from the other party's performance in the case of the East Asia Club, Dean Wang flirted with the Japanese very early on.

So the purpose of the Japanese intelligence team would be to kill the bald head and push him to the top? Zuo Zhong sat there thinking for a long time, looked at his watch, and felt that it was time to contact Xiao Qingmin, and it was long enough.

After three or four days of calmness, Xiao Qingmin should have thought about her situation clearly, and to see what stories she could make up, Zuo Zhong took Gu Qi and Song Minghao to the interrogation room for interrogation.

As soon as he saw Xiao Qingmin, Zuo Zhong found that the other party was a little more calm and calm when he got along with three days ago, and his performance was more real, but he didn't have a good rest for a few days, and he looked a little haggard.

Zuo Zhong didn't do so much foreplay this time, and directly took out a curtain: "Miss Xiao, this curtain was taken from your bedroom, check if it looks familiar, this color is not common."

The rose-red curtains were placed on the table, and the rose-red cheongsam was worn on Xiao Qingmin's body. Although there was a slight color difference between the two, people with normal eyes could tell that they were the same color.

"I bought the curtains at random. Cloth stores sold them relatively cheaply at that time."

"Which cloth shop did you buy it, how much did you buy, and when did you buy it?"

"I forgot, it's impossible for me to remember what happened several years ago."

"You can play the flute?"

"Yes, it will blow on weekends."

Zuo Zhong and Xiao Qingmin went back and forth, Gu Qi and Song Minghao knew that this woman was talking nonsense, but they didn't have conclusive evidence to prove it, so they could only sit here and listen to her nonsense.

After Xiao Qingmin answered the question, she said earnestly: "Sir, I have cooperated with everything that should be done, and you should have checked it out. I am an ordinary teacher, and I am really not a spy."

Zuo Zhong put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at her: "Ordinary teachers won't regain their composure so quickly when they arrive in the interrogation room of our Secret Service. Let me tell you the truth, you definitely won't be able to get out.

I didn't choose torture. First, I respect you as an opponent. Second, I want to know some things, such as what you were discussing that day. I guess this matter may be related to a big shot.

So I have to let you confess completely and soberly, otherwise, no one will be convinced by the secret service's one-sided words. After all, that person is a veteran, so he can't move easily. "

He spoke out his purpose and difficulties, Xiao Qingmin looked puzzled, and seemed to be ignorant of what Zuo Zhong said, but her slightly opened shoulders and legs showed that she was very relaxed now.

Gu Qi didn't know who the important person was, and wanted to stop him when he heard what he said, but it was too late to react, and lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Chief, she will definitely not speak out when she hears what you said.

"Hey, don't be so quiet."

Zuo Chong's voice was loud: "We are all colleagues. Some situations can be hidden from others, but we cannot be hidden from colleagues. Instead of wasting time here in circles, it is better to communicate freely."

When he said this, he asked Xiao Qingmin: "Right, Miss Xiao, you don't need to talk, let me speculate on certain things, for example, in the 20th year of the Republic of China, you approached Zhu Jisheng and successfully brought him under the pomegranate skirt group.

His official position is very low, and logically speaking, there is no need to instigate a rebellion, but the duties of the 88th Division are very sensitive, and the chairman of the committee is in Jinling, so they perform the security tasks outside the official residence.

For example, when there was an explosion in Jinling that day, Zhu Jisheng guessed my identity and used some method to find my residence. No, it should be in the general area, otherwise you should come to my house. "

Zuo Zhong stared at Xiao Qingmin, he couldn't figure out one thing, no matter how careless he and Gu Qi were that day, they wouldn't be caught up by Zhu Jisheng who had no awareness of anti-stalking.

Combined with the fact that the Japanese only set up an ambush halfway, there is a possibility that Zhu Jisheng does not know his specific address, but only knows the approximate location, so that everything can be explained.

Hearing these words, Xiao Qingmin blinked her eyes full of doubts, but still didn't speak, while Gu Qi was heartbroken, he was always brooding over the fact that he was followed and almost killed Zuo Zhong.

"But I just couldn't figure out how he found out my location. It wasn't until we used the plane to catch up with Jiang Jincai that I realized that Jiang Jincai could do it without himself."

Zuo Zhong looked at Xiao Qingmin, patted the table and said, "For example, ask about the checkpoints in the city. Martial law was already in place at that time, and there were not many cars on the street. He just asked where a car passed by!"

Gu Qi suddenly realized that he and Zuo Zhong had indeed passed through many blockades and checkpoints at that time. The soldiers on duty were either the 88th Division or the 87th Division. It was easy for Zhu Jisheng to inquire.

Combining the three conditions of night, martial law, and cars, it is not difficult to lock and track their cars, and it is also not difficult to determine the driving route from Chaotian Palace to the Secret Service.

"Miss Xiao, you must have been surprised and delighted when you received his call. The joy was that you found my address range, but the surprise was that Zhu Jisheng made his own claim, which might lead to your exposure.

Or from that moment, his fate has been doomed, the tool is useless, and what awaits him is either abandoned or destroyed. Zuo Zhong shook his head, as if feeling sorry for Zhu Jisheng.

Xiao Qingmin shook her head again and again: "No, I don't know Zhu Jisheng, who is he? How he followed you has nothing to do with me, why must the officer link him with me."

Zuo Zhong didn't speak, took out another object from under the table, stood up and slammed it on Xiao Qingmin's body, which startled her, and when she saw what it was, more doubts appeared in her eyes.

This is a curtain of the same color as her home, which is also rose red, but there is only one curtain in my home, so where did it come from?
Zuo Zhong sneered: "It's really interesting. Didn't you say you don't know Zhu Jisheng? We found this from Zhu Jisheng's room. It's the same color as the cheongsam and curtains on you. What a coincidence!"

Xiao Qingmin opened her mouth. She had mentioned many coincidences before, but Zuo Zhong didn't say anything, but when these three things were put together, even she didn't know how to explain it, so she could only remain silent.

Gu Qi and Song Minghao had smiles on their lips. This cunning spy finally shut up. She had pushed everything away before, and she didn't expect to be silenced by a curtain.

"Zhu Jisheng brought this thing back to that yard like a treasure, and wanted to show you some credit, because this is your favorite color, who knows there is no way back." Zuo Zhong said sternly.

Zhu Jisheng is a standard dog licker, and his ending also confirmed the famous saying that a dog licker will not die well. He felt that everything he did was for love, but in fact it was just a joke.

From the very beginning, Xiao Qingmin got acquainted with him just to instigate him against him. A soldier shouldn't be vigilant, he deserves to die under the poison, otherwise he would inevitably go to the execution ground of Tiger Bridge Prison.

(End of this chapter)