Searched...
Nothing found.
There wasn't anything of value inside the grocery store.
There wasn't even a dollar.
There were only some scattered banknotes. At most, it was only ten or so dollars.
At this time, legal tender had not yet been officially issued. There were many types of banknotes in circulation among the people. None of them were worth anything. Zhang Yong didn't even look at them.
Damn...
It turns out to be a poor Japanese spy.
He must be tortured severely.
'Boom!'
He kicks randomly.
There are many clay pots in the grocery store.
Zhang Yong, who could not find any money, took out his anger on the clay pots, smashing them one after the other.
Suddenly, his eyes light up.
Huh?
What is it?
A jade pendant falls out of a smashed clay pot.
Jade?
Zhang Yong bends down to pick it up.
It didn't look valuable. The style was also quite old-fashioned.
He threw it away.
Anything that's not valuable is definitely not worth keeping.
He continued to kick the pots.
'Boom!'
'Boom!'
He broke another one...
And another...
And another...
Finally, he found two large silver coins.
They had already been opened. He removed a few from each. There weren't enough 50 in each.
Never mind. It was better than nothing. He put them in his bag.
'I got it!'
'Gotcha!'
someone suddenly shouted.
Soon after, the grocer was escorted back.
He had already been searched. No weapons were found.
His teeth were also examined. There was no poison in them.
In fact, chemical poisons were still very rare at the time. Ordinary spies were not entitled to them.
'What are you doing?'
'What are you doing?'
the grocer shouted as he struggled.
Zhang Yong held up a finger. He indicated that he should be quiet. Then he said slowly, 'San Yu Jieren has already confessed...'
'Who is San Yu Jieren? Who?' The grocer was confused.
But the strength of his struggle obviously weakened.
He knew that something was wrong. The other party was coming after him. His identity had been exposed.
He had chosen to run away just now. He had actually chosen the right option. Unfortunately, he had not run away. With so many people from the Fuxing Society there, how could he possibly have run away?
"You're not in the same group as Sanpo Kaito, are you?'
'I don't know what you're talking about.'
'You know. You just don't want to say. You probably want to taste the punishment.'
'I'm not. I'm not. I'm not...'
'Show some samurai spirit. Are you that afraid of death?'
'I...'
The grocer was momentarily stunned.
He couldn't make sense of the situation.
The other person had actually talked to him about the spirit of Bushido?
What the hell!
No...
What do you mean?
"Search!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Zhongyang, Wu Liuji and the others were already busy.
Soon, they found the hidden basement. Inside they found a radio and a codebook.
'So, this is yours too?'
'This is a commercial radio... commercial...'
The grocer eventually shut up.
He couldn't justify himself.
'Where's your money?'
'...'
'I asked where your money is!'
'...'
The grocer remained silent.
Zhang Yong nudged him.
Wu Liuji came up and gave him a good beating.
You won't answer, will you?
I'll beat it out of you.
'Boom!'
'Puff!'
Fists and kicks. All the painful places on the body.
It's not lethal. But it hurts like hell. And there's always the risk of a broken bone. Like in the shin, for example. It's absolutely unbearable.
For the Japanese spies, no matter how brutal, it's not excessive.
'I'll talk!'
'I'll talk!'
The grocer finally couldn't take it anymore.
He had lost several teeth. His speech was slurred.
The point is, there's no objection to resistance.
What the other party wants is money. Confessing seems to be no big deal.
It's not like it's a secret organisation.
'Underneath...'
'What underneath?'
'Underneath the pickle barrel...'
the grocer answered angrily.
Together, they moved a large barrel full of pickles aside. There was a hidden compartment underneath. Inside was a wooden box.
The wooden box was taken out. It was opened. Inside were a few silver notes. All of them were 100, 200, and so on. All together, there were 700 in total. They were all issued by Fenghui Bank. Because the seal was not very good, it had been dampened by water and was a bit yellowed. Whether they could be cashed in the end was hard to say. Foreign devils often refused to honour their debts.
'Is that all?'
'Really, there's nothing else...'
'Beat him!'
'Yes!'
Wu Liuji came up and gave him another beating.
The grocer begged for mercy desperately. In the end, he was beaten until he was dying.
'Forget it,'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
ADVERTISEMENT
It seems that there really is none left. What a poor appearance.
What a disgrace!
It's only 700 silver dollars! What a disgrace!
"The section chief is here!'
'Good, good, good!'
Zhou Weilong, who rushed here upon hearing the news, was overjoyed.
This Zhang Yong is really something. He gets results at every turn.
Who would have thought that this unassuming grocer was a Japanese spy!
The key is that there are also a radio and a code book.
With this, the Chief will definitely be very happy.
'Tell me, where are the people who attacked Goose Lane?' Zhang Yong continued to ask.
'It wasn't us, it wasn't us...' the grocer cried.
'Who was it then?'
'It was the Tong Agency. They came over here and did it.'
'You're from the Tan Agency?'
'Yes...'
'What's your name?'
'Okayama Jiro.'
'Good. You're being cooperative. Don't worry. We're looking for the people who attacked Rooster Alley. It's got nothing to do with you. And I'm not asking you about the Tan Agency. Just tell me about the Tong Agency.'
'They, they...'
'You're not from the Tong Agency, so you can tell me.'
'They, they stepped over the line...'
'What do you mean?'
'They from the Kirigami Agency came to Jinling to stir up trouble without even saying hello to us...'
'So Jinling is actually your Tanaka Agency territory. The Kirigami Agency shouldn't have come.'
'Yes. They're only responsible for Shanghai...'
'I see. Then you have a radio, so you should report this immediately!'
'I did report it...'
'But your superiors didn't respond?'
'They said they'd wait and see...'
'But, poor you guys! You see, we can't catch the people from the Kirin Agency, so we have to catch you instead.'
'Me, me, me...'
Jiro Okayama was speechless.
Yes, the people from the Kirin Agency came to cause trouble, but it was the people from the Dan Agency who got caught.
Damn it.
Damn it.
However, what could he say?
Being caught was being caught. He knew the consequences very well. No one could save him.
If he resisted, he would have to accept endless punishment.
If he wanted to be comfortable, he had to confess. Tell all the secrets. There was no third way.
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became...
'In that case, I won't beat you. Just tell me about the Kirigane Agency,' Zhang Yong persuaded him.
His word was his bond.
If he said he wouldn't ask about the Tan Agency, he wouldn't ask about the Tan Agency.
If he did, it would be other people's business. It had nothing to do with me. I have kept my promise. Right?
'I...'
'This is your only chance.'
'I...'
'Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...'
'I'll talk.'
Jiro Okayama chose to confess.
After all, what he confessed was the secret of the Kirikou Agency. It wasn't his own agency.
He had a lot of grievances against the Kirikou Agency anyway. The psychological burden was much reduced.
As long as there is an excuse, people will feel justified.
'In the past two or three years, a lot of people from the Kirikou Agency have come to Jinling.'
'How many people is a lot?'
'I don't know. They have formed their own independent intelligence network. It is completely disconnected from our organization. We don't know which one of them is from the Tong organization. Even our organization leader doesn't know.'
'Is your organization leader Kazato Wachi?'
'Yes.'
Okayama Jiro's tone was low.
This must be a confession from someone else. It might be the person from the Miura family.
Otherwise, it is impossible for outsiders to know the name of the organization leader. The organization leader is currently in Tianjin, 100,000 li away from Jinling.
'Isn't Kazato Wachi in charge of the Orchid Agency?'
'Yes...'
Jiro Okayama was shocked once again.
Damn.
The other party even knew about the Orchid Agency.
They even knew that Kazato Wachi had previously been part of the Orchid Agency. This was a problem.
It seems that his enemy has a lot of information!
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yong had simply let slip some information. He recalled some information from a later period.
According to later-era sources, the Orchid Agency was led by Tomochi Eiji. Its main targets were Li and Bai of the Gui faction.
How could it be connected to the Tan Agency?
And where did this Tan Agency come from?
Apart from the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum Agencies, there are now the Paulownia and Tan Agencies.
'Who is the head of the Paulownia Agency?'
'Colonel Iwasaku.'
'The specific name.'
'I really don't know. I heard our agency chief mention it once, calling it Iwasaku Taisha.'
'Good. You're honest. His name is Iwasaku Matuji.'
'Umm...'
Jiro Okayama's heart sank.
It seems that the enemy has more information than he does. It seems useless for him to continue to resist and refuse to confess.
He knows. Everyone else knows. They even know more.
Refusing to confess would only result in punishment. Why? Why?
'Kamikawa Kagami...'
'She's from the Special High Section.'
'No. She said she was from the Kirigane Agency.'
'No. She was sent by the Special High Section.'
Jiro Okayama seriously corrected Zhang Yong's mistake. Subconsciously, he felt that this was the only way to demonstrate his value.
Even though he had been caught, he still wanted to prove that he was valuable. That he was useful.
Instead of being useless trash. You can just throw it away.
'Okay, go on,'
Zhang Yong said, admitting that he was in the wrong.
He was secretly puzzled. So Lin Xiaoyan wasn't from the Tongji Agency?
The Special High Section...
The Tongji Agency...
What was the connection?