Chapter 47: Rooster

The body that had been killed was quickly dragged in front of Zhang Yong.

It wasn't a Japanese. If it had been, Zhang Yong would have discovered it long ago. The deceased was wearing a chef's uniform. It was not known whether he was actually a chef.

The weapon was a Browning M1903 pistol. It was very old. The bullets had been used up.

'He fired a total of five shots.'

'Five bullets?'

'I think so.'

'Call Wang Zhiqiang to identify the man.'

'Yes!'

Cao Mengqi immediately called Wang Zhiqiang.

Wang Zhiqiang's face was very ugly. He knew he was really in trouble.

The secret service had already sealed off the scene, and even the police station staff had to be investigated.

Who knew how the investigation would go?

The legendary Lixingshe secret service was a den of evil.

Once you were in, there was no chance of getting out.

'Do you know him?'

'He...'

Wang Zhiqiang carefully identified him.

Then he called in a few more policemen to identify him together. They said they knew him.

'His nickname is Froggy.'

'What does he do?'

'Nothing. He just hangs around with the Triads.'

'He has a gun. He's not just some Triad.'

'Well...'

Wang Zhiqiang hesitated.

Zhang Yong slowly pulled down his face.

'He, he, is said to have already become a disciple of Zhang the Elder...'

'Which Zhang Laoshi?'

'Just Zhang, Zhang...'

'Speak.'

'Zhang Xiaolin...'

Wang Zhiqiang carefully uttered the three words.

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

He had heard the name Zhang Xiaolin again.

It seemed to be the name that had appeared the most times. Everyone said that he was the closest to the Japanese. He was a lackey of the Japanese.

'Take them all back.'

'Yes.'

The men quickly got to work.

Zhang Yong also returned to his car. He beckoned to the three women and got them into the car.

He took the three women directly to the secret service office of the Lixing Society. Then he took the three of them to find Li Boqi together.

Li Jingzhi was the person he wanted to protect, so naturally he had to let Li Boqi see her.

It happened to be a good opportunity for Pei Lan and Pei Xue to show their faces in front of Li Boqi. It was the equivalent of registering a record.

'Team leader, I...'

'Another one?'

'No. This is Pei Xue's teacher. Her name is Li Jingzhi.'

'It's a dangerous time out there. Even Shanghai is not peaceful. Teacher Li will stay at your place for a while. It's safer that way.'

'Understood.'

'The Party Affairs Investigation Department is going crazy hunting down the Reds. You take them back yourself. Then come back to work.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong replied in a straight posture.

Then he led the three women out. They got back in the car. They drove back to Yihe Road.

'I'm not going to your place,' said Li Jingzhi.

'Do you want to go to jail?' Zhang Yong's face was expressionless.

'Why do you want to stay at your place?'

'Because our team leader doesn't want you to go to jail. However, your suspicion has not been completely cleared. We can't let you run around. You have to behave. If you run around, you will definitely be regarded as a spy's accomplice and arrested. By then, he won't be so nice to you. Do you know what a branding iron is? Do you know what a bamboo skewer is? Do you know what pepper water is?'

'What's the deal with me, an outsider, living in your house?'

'Whether you like it or not. You'll have to stay with us until our team leader feels your suspicions have been dispelled.'

'What gives you the right...'

'This.'

Zhang Yong pulled out a gun with one hand.

The muzzle was pressed against Li Jingzhi's forehead.

He knew that the other person was not a headstrong person. They would not do anything rash.

Sure enough, Li Jingzhi remained silent.

'And don't make any rash phone calls,' Zhang Yong said coldly. "My home phone may also be under surveillance. If you accidentally say the wrong thing, you will also die without a burial.'

'Also," Zhang Yong paused slightly and continued, 'I don't have time to go home right now. I have to go to Hangzhou again to catch the Japanese spy. You can rest assured and stay for a dozen days. Or even a month or two.'

The car arrived at Yihe Road and stopped. Zhang Yong did not get off the car. After the three women got off the car, he immediately drove away.

I'm busy with official business, I don't have time to hang out with you.

Behind him, the three women looked at each other. They looked around. They were all being careful. They hurriedly entered the house.

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'He's going to Hangzhou?' Li Jingzhi suddenly asked.

'If he says he is, then he is,' Pei Lan replied, 'He's been busy catching Japanese spies, he doesn't have time.'

'I thought the Secret Service of the Lixing Society were all villains. It turns out they do have their moments of doing good.' Li Jingzhi's eyebrows furrowed slightly. 'Catching Japanese spies is dangerous, isn't it?'

Pei Lan: ...

Pei Xue: ...

They couldn't answer.

Was catching Japanese spies dangerous? They could see a glimpse of it today.

There was continuous gunfire.

Bullets were flying everywhere.

If just one bullet hit Zhang Yong's body...

They didn't dare to think about it.

Suddenly, they felt quite concerned about this man.

Because he was doing his job. He was catching Japanese spies.

He was protecting his country!

...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong sneezed several times in a row.

He didn't care. He quickly returned to the office. He found Li Boqi was not there.

Haha. Everyone was busy.

One Japanese spy, two radios. The article was huge.

He went to the torture chamber.

Sure enough, this Japanese spy was tortured first.

His hands and feet were shattered by bullets. But he still refused to reveal any information.

It must be admitted that the bones of Japanese spies are still quite hard.

The main thing is that their thinking is extremely fanatical. Their minds are full of the poison of loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor. It is difficult to break them down in a short period of time.

It seems that people like Meng Chaowei, who have been spoiled and pampered, have a degraded tolerance and are easier to deal with. This Japanese spy should have just been sent out. He has a very strong tolerance.

Things like whips and branding irons didn't even faze him.

He didn't even scream.

Impressive.

Li Boqi didn't have much of a plan either.

Objectively speaking, at this time, the Rixing Society's secret service department did not have a very well-developed system of punishments.

The main reason is that Boss Dai selected his people from the police academy, the Whampoa Military Academy, or the army, and they were all outstanding soldiers. They didn't know much about torture. And they weren't psychopaths.

People like Cao Mengqi were actually quite naive. They could beat people up, but they couldn't torture them in any way.

Even Li Boqi and Yan Guangkun didn't have any particularly cruel punishments.

They just beat people up or roasted them.

They were worried that the punishments were too harsh and would kill the people.

So...

It was quite 'civilised'.

But 38 years later, the situation would change drastically.

By that time, the military and police had expanded rapidly, and all kinds of people from all walks of life had infiltrated. In particular, the collaboration with the Green Gang had meant that many local thugs had been recruited.

Many of those people were psychopaths. Naturally, the punishments followed suit.

'Forget it, don't roast it,'

Li Boqi waved his hand. Frowning. Using the iron too much was not good.

The iron can easily cause wound infections. Once a wound becomes infected, there is no medicine that can cure it. The person will then die.

Soon afterwards, Cao Mengqi, who was in charge of the external investigation, returned.

'This guy is called Fan Shiying.'

'His cover is an employee of Fenghui Bank. He is in charge of the first-line counter deposit and withdrawal operations.'

'I learned from Fenghui Bank that he just received a reporter from the newspaper...'

'Wait.'

Zhang Yong suddenly raised his hand.

Cao Mengqi then stopped. Waiting for him to speak.

'Isn't the reporter from the newspaper called Huang Yanfei?'

'Yes! How did you know?'

'Huang Yanfei is also Japanese.'

'What?'

Cao Mengqi was taken aback.

Li Boqi's expression also changed.

Zhang Yong then told them about the previous incident on Fourth Road.

'So...'

'Huang Yanfei and this Fan Shiyi are on the same line...'

'It could be a new group. Where is the golden chicken that lays golden eggs?'

Li Boqi pondered.

Zhang Yong and Cao Mengqi exchanged glances.

Yes, the ultimate goal of catching the Japanese spy is to catch the golden chicken that lays golden eggs!