Chapter 614: Confession

The Japanese spy was furious.

He struggled desperately.

It was only after several people, including Yu Linsheng, held him down that he finally stopped struggling.

It can be imagined that if they fought this Japanese spy without being prepared, they would most likely suffer.

This made them deeply aware that catching Japanese spies might not be that easy.

The Japanese spy was still tied up with ropes! Otherwise, it is estimated that it would be difficult for several people to catch him.

If the Japanese spy had a weapon in his hand, they dare not think about the consequences.

It may be necessary to sacrifice several people.

'In the future, remember to use handcuffs and leg irons,' Zhang Yong reminded.

'Understood,' Yu Linsheng replied solemnly.

'If the situation is not right, shoot and kill immediately. Do not hesitate for a second.'

'Yes.'

'Did everyone else hear that?'

'Yes.'

'Answer loudly.'

'Yes!'

Everyone roared out.

Zhang Yong nodded. He was satisfied. They were all very young.

Some were even younger than him. They were probably only around 18 years old. Some might not even be 18.

Due to special circumstances, they had to graduate early. They had to go to war early. He didn't want them to die.

After all, he was soft-hearted...

Sigh...

He stepped forward and kicked again.

He kicked the Japanese spy hard under the ribs. The other party curled up from the kick.

He definitely did not show mercy with this kick.

What if he kicks him to death? If he dies, he dies. There are still other Japanese spies anyway.

The Japanese spy also realised. If he continued to struggle, he would only suffer endless pain.

At the same time, he also understood.

Zhang Yong was really going to kill him.

There is no such thing as sparing someone's life. If he continues to make trouble, the other party will definitely kill him. So he calmed down.

'Keep looking.'

'Yes.'

The group continued to move the goods according to the location determined by Zhang Yong.

The Japanese spies were very clever at hiding their weapons and ammunition. They were all loose. They were disguised as cloth or bundles of cotton. It was difficult to tell from the outside.

However, in the face of the radar map, all of this was revealed.

Soon, a third weapon was unearthed.

It was opened. Inside were all revolvers. They were stacked very neatly. And wrapped in silk cloth.

'It's a mirror box,'

Yu Linsheng and the others were very surprised.

These senior trainees of theirs had handled guns more often.

No soldier doesn't like weapons.

The mirror box is the best of the revolvers. Of course they like it too.

A good gun often means more protection for your life.

Zhang Yong picked up a revolver. He examined it. Yes, it was a mirror-finish case. It was probably made in Spain. There were no ribs. It was very beautiful.

After wiping it clean with a silk cloth, you could really faintly see your own reflection. It was clear that the surface was very smooth.

Unfortunately, there were only 15 of them.

Of course, it was better than nothing.

'Keep digging!'

'Yes!'

Everyone's morale was very high.

Everyone pitched in. Bundles of cloth and cotton were moved aside.

Suddenly, the mountain of cotton bales crumbled.

Bales of cotton rolled down, almost hitting people. Zhang Yong was almost hit too.

He hurriedly stepped back.

He waited for the cotton bales to calm down on their own.

Suddenly, a bale of cotton rolled down. The surface cracked open. Some ocean dollars rolled out from inside.

The silver dollars rolled around on the ground. One even rolled to Zhang Yong's feet.

Zhang Yong: ???

Everyone else: ???

What's going on?

Silver dollars?

Silver dollars?

Why would there be silver dollars in a cotton bale?

Then they were filled with joy.

Could there be more silver dollars hidden here?

"Search!'

Zhang Yong immediately waved his hand.

The crowd pulled out the broken cotton bale.

They opened it up and carefully inspected it.

Sure enough, there were still many silver dollars inside. They were all wrapped in red paper. One after the other. A very long one. Judging from the appearance, there were 100 in each envelope. Quite a lot.

During the collapse of the cotton bale, one of the silver dollar envelopes cracked open. As a result, the silver dollars inside rolled out.

If this had not happened, the hidden silver dollars would not have been discovered.

'Two, four, six...'

'Twenty, thirty, forty...'

Yu Linsheng took out all the silver dollars from the bale of cotton. He counted them.

There were 30 envelopes in total. Each contained 100 silver dollars. That's 3,000 silver dollars in total. There were actually 3,000 silver dollars hidden in this bale of cotton!

For a moment, all the police academy students were flushed with excitement and anticipation.

They didn't know what they were looking forward to. Anyway, they felt that this was unprecedented.

Not only had they found weapons, they had also found silver dollars?

What kind of warehouse was this?

Is it a legendary treasure trove? Is Zhang Yong specialised in finding treasure troves?

Zhang Yong was actually at a loss.

Shit. There really is a large amount of silver hidden here!

Three thousand taels of silver, that's quite a lot.

Shit...

I can't identify it myself!

The map can only display gold bars. I'm not interested in silver dollars.

Looking around, he saw that the place was full, with mountains of cotton and cloth. Zhang Yong's mind was full of question marks.

Are there silver dollars here after all? How much silver dollar is there after all?

Where are they hidden?

Damn it...

There's no way to be sure.

Unless we seal off the whole place and take our time searching.

We'll have to untie all the bales of cotton and cloth and check them one by one. That'll take forever. Obviously, there's no time for that.

He has to hurry to the train station. The underground party needs to evacuate quickly.

He makes a snap decision.

He calls over a squad leader.

'Han Li!'

'Yes!'

'Go and prepare the seals to seal off the whole place!'

'Yes!'

'Use the name Zhang Yong from the Special Branch of the Restoration Society.'

'Yes!'

Han Li immediately went with the men.

This Han Li is a cultured person. He has finished high school. He is one of those who abandoned his studies to join the army.

He has nothing to do with the old Han devil.

Zhang Yong turned to the Japanese spy and said, 'What happened to the silver dollar?'

'I don't know.' The Japanese spy was still being stubborn.

'Luo Feng!' Zhang Yong called over another squad leader.

'Here!' Luo Feng came to Zhang Yong.

'Take him away. Hammer all his toes.'

'What?'

Luo Feng was stunned.

Hammer all his toes?

'Hammer all his toes.'

'Yes.'

This time, Luo Feng heard clearly.

Everyone around heard clearly. They couldn't help but look over here.

Hammer all his toes?

What kind of punishment is that?

Luo Feng dragged Ri Die to the side, held him down, and then pulled out his toes. Then he raised the hammer.

Zhang Yong's orders were so rude and simple...

'I'll talk!'

'I'll talk!'

The Japanese spy suddenly shouted.

Luo Feng hurriedly stopped.

Confessed?

Then it seems that there is no need for a hammer.

But he saw Zhang Yong walk over and pick up the hammer.

He hammered it down heavily.

Luo Feng: ...

and subconsciously turned his face away. He didn't dare to look directly at it.

Although he was the squad leader, he had never experienced such a scene before.

'Puff!'

'Ah...'

A miserable scream sounded.

Everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Oh my god!

It's a real hammer! Confess and hammer!

With this hammer blow, I'm afraid the Japanese spy's toes will be broken...

Zhang Yong let go of the hammer.

The Japanese spy gasped in pain. But he did not faint.

'Speak!'

'I, I, I...'

'No?'

'I'll tell you. There are 30,000 silver dollars, 30,000...'

'Where are they?'

'In, in... they're all inside the bales of cotton.'

'How can you tell?'

'The ones with silver dollars will be particularly heavy. You can tell by how much they weigh when you hug them.'

'Do I have to hug them all?'

'Yes...'

'Is there an easier way?'

'No...'

'Then I'll continue hammering.'

'Really. Really. When the time comes, we'll have to carry them one by one...'

The Japanese spy hurriedly swore to the heavens.

Zhang Yong then let go of the hammer.

Damn it. What a stupid idea.

Who came up with this rubbish?

Hiding the ocean in a bale of cotton. And not marking it.

What's wrong with these people!

You need to pick up each bale of cotton and weigh it...

If there was enough time, it wouldn't be impossible. But he needs to get to the train station now! It's also a matter of extreme urgency...

Damn. It's a bit of a dilemma.

But in the end, he decided to put the silver dollar aside for now. Dig out all the weapons and ammunition. Let's go to the train station first!

"Keep digging!'

'Yes!'

Everyone began to get busy again.

Zhang Yong was in charge of determining the location, while the others were responsible for moving the goods.

At the same time, Zhang Yong also began a simple interrogation of the Japanese spy.

'Tell me about Xiaoxi Sanya.'

'I...'

'If what you say is not correct, imagine the consequences for yourself.'

'Tell me!'

'Xiaoxi Sanya is Wang Jichang. He, he, he is the owner of the Qiantang River wharf...'

'I already know all of this. I have a question. How did he fake being Wang Jingwei's younger brother?'

'Wang Jingwei's brother had a run-in with the Black Dragon Society while studying abroad and was killed. But we told outsiders that he had drowned. We also negotiated with Wang Jingwei. We offered him some help. Then we arranged for someone to impersonate Wang Jichang. We helped him make money. Wang Jingwei needed money. So he agreed.'

'So the money Wang Jichang made was given to Wang Jingwei?'

'And some of the money earned by others was also given to him. He secretly helped us with our work.'

'What kind of work?'

'A lot. Recently, he helped to broker the North China Peace Agreement, which promised to withdraw Chiang's army from North China.'

'Damn...'

Zhang Yong couldn't help swearing.

This son of a bitch, Wang, has started selling out his country. He was also behind the scenes in the North China incident.

Wang and Jiang had always had conflicts. This time, it seems he did it on purpose. Using Japanese pressure, he drove Jiang's army out of North China. He really is driving the wolf away and inviting the tiger in. Simply to suppress Jiang, he has disregarded the interests of the country and the nation.

'Which organisation do you belong to?'

'Aoi.'

'Explain yourself.'

'Aoi organisation. Aoi as in sunflower.'

'Is that different from Jiang Guohu?'

'He...'

The Japanese spy looked up. He looked at Zhang Yong in horror.

Apparently, he was completely shocked by Zhang Yong. Damn. It turns out that the other party actually knows so much.

Jiang Guohu has also been exposed.

By the gods, why is this happening? Why has everything been revealed?

Why?

"What is Jiang Guohu's name?'

'Naoto Ishioka.'

'And you?'

'I... Kusakari Araki.'

When mentioning his name, the Japanese spy obviously paused for a moment.

It was clear that he still wanted to hide it. Or perhaps he wanted to make up a fake name. But after hesitating, he finally chose to confess.

It was pointless.

Everyone else had already confessed. What was the point of him lying?

It would only cause more pain.

This Zhang Yong looked gentle on the outside, but he was really vicious! He didn't care about anyone's life. All the questions were deadly.

'Tell me about Takanashi Eiyoshi.'

'He works under Li Guanghai.'

'Name.'

'Gong Ruitang.'

'Weren't you and Naoto Ishioka on the same team?'

'No. Naoto Ishioka reported directly to the Consulate General in Shanghai. His job was to incite rebellion.'

'Rebellion against whom?'

'I don't know. And they wouldn't tell me either.'

'What was your job?'

'To provide Wang Jingwei with sufficient financial support. He was to secretly cause trouble for the Chiang family.'

'Contact person.'

'I don't know. Naoto Ishioka was in charge.'

'He said you were in charge...'

'What? It wasn't me. He's lying. He went to Jinling every time to deliver the money.'

'You had to go in person?'

'Yes. It was all delivered in cash. Not through any banks. It was at least 50,000 silver dollars each time.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was doubtful.

Was there really such a good deal? Why hadn't he come across it before?

Alas, there were just too many Japanese spies. He was too busy to keep track of them all. But from what this Araki guy said, it seemed like they were very rich!

After all, it is Wang Jingwei's money bag. Without hundreds of thousands or millions, no one else would look at it, right?

After all, he is the second most powerful man in the Guomindang. He has status.

Right. Remember that.

This is very important. As soon as I have the time, I will close the net.

'Is Ding Furong Japanese?'

'No.'

'What about Li Guanghai?'

'No.'

'Then why are you working under them?'

'Because we have specially arranged it so that they can trade with us. They can enjoy the privileges of trading with us. They will not be subject to any difficulties in their business.'

'You have not placed anyone close to Jiang Guohu?'

'I don't know. Maybe there is. There should be. Maybe they are not lowly ranked.'

'The specific names.'

'I really don't know. I have no need to hide.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong nodded in satisfaction.

The interrogation was over.

He had basically obtained all the information he needed.

All that remained was action.

During the interrogation, the search results were constantly reported.

Fifteen more submachine guns found...

Fifteen more submachine guns found...

These later submachine guns were all domestically produced. They were all produced by the Fengtian Arsenal.

The quality was average. But it was better than nothing.

Another batch of Masilun rifles found...

And another...

Finally, there were no more weapon markings.

All the weapons and ammunition had been dug up. They were all piled on the ground.

Zhang Yong had brought 125 police academy students, and everyone already had a weapon in their hands. There were even extras.

There were mainly more Ma Si Huan rifles. Twelve more than needed.

What to do? Of course they all had to be taken. Maybe they could be used later? There was certainly no shortage of weapons and ammunition. And money too.

'Han Li!'

'Here!'

'How are the seals coming?'

'Thirty have already been written.'

'Good. Put them up.'

'Yes!'

'Everyone else, to the train station!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong leads the men in evacuating the compound.

The Japanese spy and the other four people are of course all taken away.

The gate of the compound is locked. But no seal is affixed. Affixing a seal from the outside would be like pointing a gun at your head.

If an outsider sees the seal from the inside, they will only think it is protecting the cotton and cloth. They would never think that there are large sums of money hidden inside the bales of cotton. Unless they are experts. If the next time he returns, he finds that something has been tampered with, it means that an expert has been here.

Depart.

Head to the train station.