Chapter 288: She's really crazy

He arrived at the hiding place before the nightingale.

Still, he found some scattered ocean. Nothing else.

For a professional spy like the nightingale, he definitely would not leave any clues. He definitely would not make low-level mistakes.

In fact, during the search, the nightingale did not hide his sneer.

She felt that Zhang Yong was completely wasting his time.

And yet he was pretending to read the documents. He seemed to be acting like a professional.

Really.

She could tell at a glance that he was definitely not a professional.

How could a professional agent act so contrived?

'What are you looking at?'

'None of your business.'

'It's a pity you didn't call the reporters to take some pictures.'

'Why?'

'I admire your skill at deception.'

'I deceive?'

'Do I look like I believe the documents you're holding are real?'

'Oh, let me show you.'

Zhang Yong casually handed her a document.

Nightingale's hands were tied behind her back. Of course she couldn't hold the document. But she could see it.

When she had entered the room just now, Zhang Yong had already removed the blindfold.

As a result, when Nightingale glanced at it, her face suddenly turned unnatural.

This is...

top secret Manchukuo documents!

How could they have fallen into Zhang Yong's hands?

Damn it!

Who leaked them?

Who was carrying the documents? Why were they seized?

A lot of the content on the documents is highly confidential. She could tell at a glance. These are real documents. They're not fake.

Damn it!

Who was so careless as to

leave such an important document in Zhang Yong's hands?

This is a fatal mistake!

Someone must be held responsible!

'Go and remove your makeup!'

'What?'

'Remove your makeup. Let me see how beautiful you are.'

'Oh? Is Captain Zhang trying to keep a mistress in his room? I'll be happy to cooperate!'

'That depends on how beautiful you are.'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He generously told her to untie herself.

The hook had been lowered. She wouldn't run. A woman's curiosity would be her downfall.

These top-secret documents from Manchukuo were enough to make her give up on the idea of escape. Instead, she would try to find out what was going on with the documents.

That was the quality of a professional spy. Someone like him could never compare.

Others had clear responsibilities. And a fervent belief.

Sure enough, the nightingale went into the bathroom to remove her makeup. When she came out, she immediately turned into a beautiful woman.

She has a slender figure, a graceful body, a pretty face, and a charm that shines through every move she makes. Without any effort, she can make people almost afraid to stare at her.

No wonder a gang leader like Zhang Xiaolin would fall at her feet.

No. She is just a front.

She is someone from the Special High Court. What made Zhang Xiaolin fall at her feet was the Japanese.

'You are very beautiful,'

Zhang Yong nodded bluntly.

He has always liked Japanese beauties.

Typical double standard.

Japanese men deserve to die. But Japanese beauties are an exception.

In a previous life, his greatest dream was to adopt some Japanese beauties aged 15-25. Love knows no bounds. There is true love in the world...

Stop.

You're thinking dirty thoughts. You're daydreaming again.

Is this a beauty? No. This is a beautiful snake. Very deadly. So...

'Pang!'

Slap her.

The nightingale: ?

She was confused. What was going on?

She had just been praised for her beauty. And then she was slapped?

Are you crazy?

'Ah, I'm sorry,' Zhang Yong apologised politely. "I was afraid of being attracted to your beauty, so I had to clear my head.'

'Then why didn't you slap yourself?" The nightingale was a little crazy.

'Slapping myself would hurt!'

'So what's the point of slapping me?'

'My slap hurts too!'

'Zhang, if you fall into my hands, I will make sure you can't even think about dying!'

'But you just said that I should surrender to the Empire of Japan. How can I trust you when you change your mind so quickly?'

'I...'

The Nightingale almost vomited blood.

This bastard! He's not even a normal person!

Son of a bitch!

Who let this retard out?

Going crazy.

Getting irritable.

The emotional control that she had trained for years completely collapsed.

She really couldn't understand it. How could there be such a strange person in the Chinese secret service?

He was completely out of line.

No. He didn't even know how to play the game.

He was just messing around.

'So, Lin Xiaoyan was also lying to me,' Zhang Yong frowned.

'No,' Nightingale hastened to correct him.

'But you really want to kill me. And torture me,' Zhang Yong's expression was grave, 'I'm very scared. So, I dare not agree to your request lightly.'

'I...' The Nightingale was defeated by the sincerity of the other party.

Really.

She couldn't answer this question.

Even with her extraordinary intelligence and training, she couldn't fudge her way out of his questioning.

If anything, she could only blame herself for saying something she shouldn't have.

'I was wrong...'

In the end, she said something she had never said before.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt her mind collapse.

She had actually admitted to being wrong?

Damn it!

She had admitted her mistake...

Ahhh, involuntarily, her heart began to race again.

She took a deep breath. Trying hard to calm herself down. As if warning herself to calm down, to calm down. Don't say anything.

The other person is a psychopath. A guy who can't be measured by common sense.

'You'd better change!'

'What?'

'If you don't change, in ten years' time, you'll be hanged.'

'What?'

'By then, Tojo Hideki, Doihara Kenji, Sakaguchi Seishiro, and Matsui Isone will all be hanged...'

'What are you talking about?'

The nightingale felt like she was losing control again. She wanted to kill him again.

Hanging?

Who was going to be hanged?

Doihara Kenji? Tojo Hideki? Matsui Isone? Sakaguchi Seishiro?

Wait!

What the hell is this bastard talking about?

Is he crazy?

'Oh yes, there's Yasumoto Isoroku...'

'You're talking nonsense!'

'I remember a few more. But I can't remember the names. If you don't repent, you'll end up like them.'

'You...'

The nightingale laughed in anger.

This was the first time she had met a serious-minded psychopath.

At this moment, Zhang Yong is, in her eyes, a mental patient. He speaks with great eloquence. It seems very logical. But everything is delusion.

Every name he mentioned was a high-ranking member of the Japanese military. They were the backbone of the military.

You're joking. The Imperial Japanese Army was invincible. How could they be executed by hanging?

This madman...

He really is mad.

He's hopelessly insane.

'Also, where is your home?'

'Tokyo.'

'Then you should tell your family to move to the countryside early.'

'Why?'

'Because in ten years' time, there will be a lot of acquaintances in Tokyo.'

'What do you mean?'

'At that time, the overwhelming napalm bombs will burn the whole of Tokyo to the ground. Everyone on the land will be burned to death. Even the rivers will be dried up. Anyone who jumps into the river will be cooked. So, that's why it's called a lot of acquaintances. Understand?'

'I understand.'

'That's good...'

'I understand that you are really crazy. Really.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong's expression did not change.

He had done everything he could. He had already warned her.

Since she was determined to become a madman, there was nothing he could do. It was none of his business if someone else chose to die.

'Let me ask you, where did you get those documents just now?'

'I picked them up from the ground.'

'No way!'

'Really. I picked it up from the floor. I swear to God. If I lie, may Kintaro Nogaya die a horrible death.'

Zhang Yong swore solemnly.

At that time, the suitcase was indeed on the floor!

He bent down and picked it up. So, it was definitely picked up from the floor.

You see...

There's no thunder.

This shows that even God approves of this explanation.

'You...'

The nightingale was speechless.

She felt so tired.

It was really difficult to communicate with a lunatic.

However, a little hope arose in her heart. She felt that the other person was a lunatic, so she might be able to get some information out of him.

In fact, she would never admit that she was a failure.

How could she, an outstanding agent, lose to a lunatic?

Wait!

Kintaro Nogaya?

She suddenly came to her senses. Just now, Zhang Yong seemed to have sworn by Kintaro Nogaya?

If there is even a hint of a lie, may Kintaro Nogaya die a horrible death?

Bastard! This guy has no sincerity at all!

He even used someone else's name to swear!

Did Kintaro Nogaya offend you?

Wait!

Damn it.

The agency has been exposed!

Otherwise, the other party would not have known about Kintaro Nogaya's existence.

Ah, the agency has been exposed...

'The document...'

'I said I picked it up off the ground.'

'Then who threw it away?'

'Yan Ruzi.'

'Who?'

'The document that Yan Ruzi dropped. I picked it up. Is there a problem?'

'You...'

The nightingale was about to speak but stopped.

She was trying her best to judge the truthfulness of this sentence.

The result was...

She couldn't judge.

Because Zhang Yong was a psychopath.

How could she believe the words of a psychopath?

However, it seemed to make some sense.

Because she knew something about Yan Ruzi. She knew that she stored a lot of Japanese things there.

Could it be that those damned documents were also stored with her?

Damn it, which agency was it?

Was Yan Ruzi storing top secret documents? Did he take this seriously?

Zhang Yong's expression was observed.

It seemed that he had no expression. He looked very indifferent.

In fact, Zhang Yong was not deliberately acting. He was just rambling and talking nonsense. He was lying his head off.

He mixed up and rearranged a lot of messy facts and then arranged them.

This is the information the nightingale hears.

Each item taken separately is true. But stitched together, it's a lie.

Can it fool a professional spy like the nightingale?

I don't know.

Anyway, he doesn't care.

The main point is to be a mess. Mess things up.

Throw all kinds of messed-up information out there and let the other party think about it slowly. Think hard.

They are all smart people. IQs above 150. Maybe while thinking, they'll think of something wrong. Then they'll automatically fill in a lot of details. Haha.

It feels great to kill without any consequences.

What's the point of interrogating them? Let them think until they have a cerebral haemorrhage. Let them die on their own.

Suddenly, the map prompts.

Another red dot has cut into the edge of the map from the northwest.

Zhang Yong's eyes flicked quietly.

Another Japanese spy has come to die?

Great!

No one is turned away!