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Chapter 834 Gu Zhongya

On the second day after Zuo Zhong visited Minister Song, Gu Zhongya was lying in a single ward reading a newspaper in the No. [-] Hospital of Jiangcheng, but his eyes flicked to the guards outside the door from time to time.

The other party told him early in the morning that they would follow Minister Song's instructions and send him to a military nursing home. Firstly, it was safe, and secondly, the quiet environment there was more suitable for recuperating.

Regarding this matter, Gu Zhongya was extremely unwilling in his heart. The sanitarium was indeed safe, but the closed environment was not conducive to having a joint, which was related to his life.

Now he urgently needs information from the outside world, so as to know whether the person who beat him black and blue that day is Xu Enzeng's cheap uncle.

If so, this hatred must be avenged.

If not, it would be troublesome, which meant that Shangfeng agreed to implement investigative methods against him.

At the same time, there are not many departments and people who dare to do this in Changcheng, and the most likely one is the Secret Service. With the authorization of the high-level, these gangsters who are already daring can do anything.

Putting down the newspaper a little irritably, he recalled scenes of the past and the methods used by the Secret Service to deal with the Han prison in his mind, and finally sighed, thinking that it might be a good thing for him to temporarily disconnect.

The more activities, the more loopholes, Gu Zhongya is very clear about this, now is an eventful time, just use the excuse of recuperation to lurk for a while.

"Mr. Gu, it's time for us to hit the road."

Outside the door, the guard who just came to change shift in the morning came in and said something in a low voice.

Gu Zhongya's face darkened when he heard the words, and he cursed in his heart, what to say, it's too unlucky to say it, as if he was dying, so he nodded with a dark face and didn't answer.

The guard didn't care, he beckoned and led a few people into the ward, carefully carried Gu Zhongya onto the wheelchair, and pushed him to a car parked in front of the ward.

"Why is there only one car? In case of danger, what can such a small number of people do?"

Gu Zhongya frowned and questioned, if he was not afraid of spoiling Minister Song's kindness, he really wanted to have people from the Air Defense Command come to the hospital to take charge of the security work immediately.

"Mr. Gu, you misunderstood. The brothers from the Tax Police Headquarters are waiting outside. There are three trucks and a platoon of regular troops. I guarantee that no one will hurt you today."

The guard quickly said, and explained the reason for this arrangement: "The battle situation is tense these days. With so many people coming to the hospital, there will definitely be rumors of separation in the city. Please understand."

Gu Zhongya stopped talking, and got into the car with the help of the guards, but accidentally got involved in the wound, and grinned in pain, murmuring something and didn't know who he was scolding.

The guard next to him glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and ordered the driver to drive. The car drove slowly out of the hospital gate, and when it reached the road, the driver honked the horn twice.

Hearing the signal, several trucks full of soldiers drove out of the side alley, quickly sandwiched the car in the middle, and galloped all the way out of the city.

Looking back at the elite of the Tax Police Headquarters, Gu Zhongya was finally relieved, leaning his head lightly on the seat, thinking about how to please Minister Song and use him to trouble Xu Enzeng.

Regardless of whether his beating had anything to do with the person surnamed Xu, he had to teach him a lesson. With so many colleagues and classmates watching, if he didn't fight back, he would be looked down upon.

I heard that the Japanese are hunting and arresting people everywhere in Shanghai. Why not ask Minister Song to find a way to send Xu Enzeng to the enemy-occupied area and then notify the Japanese? Wouldn't that be...

Gu Zhongya gritted his teeth and thought fiercely, then looked up the window of the car, and found that the convoy drove into a secluded path, which was not the way to the military nursing home.

As the director of the combat department, understanding and mastering the topography of Jiangcheng is a basic requirement. He was startled, and subconsciously turned his head to ask the guards.

"Bang~"

Before Gu Zhongya could speak, the guard raised the butt of his gun and gave him a hard hit on the head. Gu Zhongya felt a pain in his head and immediately lost consciousness.

"Search the body, change the target's clothes, keep his personal belongings in place, and wait for the technical inspection."

The convoy stopped immediately, and the guards took off the camouflage on their faces while admonishing the driver and several soldiers who were coming.

"Yes, Chief Wu."

Everyone saluted and carried out the order, skillfully inspecting Gu Zhongya's mouth, hair, and skin for dangerous objects and means of escape.

Wu Chunyang, who had regained his real appearance, stood aside. He still couldn't believe that Minister Song would cooperate with the Secret Service's actions.

Originally, their plan was to wait until Gu Zhongya recovered from his injuries, and then attack the other party on his way home, trying not to disturb other people, especially the Air Defense Command.

Because no one knows if there are Gu Zhongya's accomplices in the headquarters, once the spy leader finds out, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Unexpectedly, the deputy director went out for a trip. Director Song, who was supposed to be a resistance in the detection process, became the help of their arrest target, which really surprised them.

Wu Chunyang was feeling the deputy director's wide network, when he saw Gui Youguang walking quickly from a distance, and the little spy behind him was carrying two unconscious people, which made him a little puzzled.

"What's going on, what's the situation with these two people?"

"The dogs from Secret Service Headquarters were sneakily hiding outside the hospital before, so I caught them, do you want to kill them?"

"No, take off your clothes and stay at the scene, then call the police station and tell them someone is misbehaving."

"Hey, okay, I'll take care of it."

After Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang had a brief conversation, they each led their people away, leaving only two cool-looking spies from the Secret Service Headquarters lying on the ground.

I do not know how long it has been.

The drowsy Gu Zhongya opened his eyes, and when he saw clearly where he was, his heart skipped a beat, his calf trembled involuntarily, and he was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits.

This is a dim room with no windows and no external light. Several people who cannot see clearly are sitting behind a table with a lamp, and there are a pile of torture instruments and braziers beside them.

Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind blowing over the brazier from nowhere, the faint blue flames flickering and flickering, the whole room is like a ghost.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the transfer to a nursing home, the arrangement of Minister Song, and even his beating were all a cover-up. He was being targeted by the government's intelligence agencies.

"Who are you? Let me tell you. I am a major general of Guojun. If you are sensible, let me go." Gu Zhongya, who didn't want to give up, yelled twice.

"Okay, Gu Zhongya, we know who you are."

Zuo Zhong stretched out his hand to turn up the desk lamp, and the light shone directly on Gu Zhongya. Looking at this panicked traitor, he memorized the other party's files and resume in every detail with no expression on his face.

After finishing speaking, he sneered: "What I just said is correct, Mr. Gu, don't worry, our Secret Service will not wrong a good person, and we will never let a bad person go.

By the way, I would like to introduce myself, I am Zuo Zhong, Deputy Director of the Secret Service. Whether you have heard of me before or not, I hope you will firmly remember this name from now on.

Because your life is in my hands, you can die whenever I want you to, and it doesn't matter who comes, including your classmates and friends in the army. "

Left heavy!

Secret Service!
Gu Zhongya was struck by lightning and slumped on the interrogation chair like a ball of mud. From the day he became a Japanese mole, he had thought that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

I did not guess wrong, it was indeed the Secret Service that was eyeing him. When he was in Jinling, almost every year, spy spies and Han prisons were hanged at the city gate, and it was this secret agency that did it.

According to the feedback from the Japanese and acquaintances, no one will end well in the hands of the other party, and it is difficult to die quickly.

There is also this tyrannical man surnamed Zuo. It is said that he will kill several people to add to the fun when he is happy or unhappy. Before Jinling retreated, he shot and executed hundreds of prisoners involved in the spy case.

Now that he is arrested by this person, will he also end up hanging on the top of the city to warn future generations? Gu Zhongya thought of the sudden strong desire to survive, and decided not to speak no matter what.

He is confident that he has not exposed his flaws. The only possible reason for his exposure is that after Yao Li was arrested, he answered the phone call from the security post, but they used code words during the call.

As long as he kills him and refuses to admit it, the Secret Service will have no solid evidence. After a long time, his friends in the army will definitely respond to Shangfeng. At that time, not only can he escape safely, but he can continue to be the director of his combat department.

Gu Zhongya, who consciously wanted to understand, simply closed his eyes and made up his mind to endure it to the end. Isn't it just torture? He endured it. The harder he is beaten now, the more trouble the Secret Service will be in in the future.

Major General Tangtang Guo was tortured by the spies, even the generals who had nothing to do with him would also come forward to help him out of the purpose of safeguarding their own interests.

Because if he didn't help, he would be the one who was beaten today, and maybe they would be the ones in the future. The death of the rabbit, the separation, and the grief of the fox are human nature, so he wanted to see how Zuo Zhong would end up.

"Bah."

On the other side of the interrogation room, Zuo lit a cigarette, with a smile on his face. Gu Zhongya's reaction was as he expected. Ants live by stealth, let alone human beings.

But Gu Zhongya never thought about why so many spies who had undergone rigorous training did not survive the torture. The most important thing for this person is to know how much he has.

However, the other party's identity and military rank are really sensitive. Even with the consent of someone and Minister Song, he can't do it directly. It's better to use evidence to make him confess.

Halfway through smoking his cigarette, he nodded to Gu Qi, who was on the jury, and signaled his old partner to share the information they had. Anyway, Gu Zhongya couldn't get out this time, so he wasn't afraid of leaking the secret.

After receiving the instructions, Gucci picked up a document from the desktop and read it.

The content includes eyewitness statements at the Golden Key Restaurant in Bern, Switzerland, Toshio Akihara's background and other relevant evidence, as well as Shen Dongxin's speculation about the changes in the organizational structure of the Jiangcheng Spies.

Although the voice was soft, it was like thunder in Gu Zhongya's ears. How could the Secret Service know so many things, especially Toshio Akihara, what went wrong.

A terrible guess flashed through his mind. The high-level Japanese intelligence agency had an internal prisoner, and it was a big internal prisoner. Now he has no bargaining chips!
(End of this chapter)