I want to be a good person

Chapter 342: The Japs' Interrogation

"Is there anyone who can use a gun?"

Zhang Aiguo asked while wearing a mask.

"I."

"I."

"And I"

Three men stood up out of a dozen men.

"Hurry up, the police are coming."

"boom"

There was an explosion on the ground.

Zhang Aiguo climbed up directly and threw down the rescued people.

The numbness of the woman was like that of a walking corpse, and the viciousness of the Japanese devils was beyond human imagination.

"righteous…"

The man has disappeared on the ground.

Holy mother, compassion does not exist.

No one owes anyone anything, and no fees have been charged yet.

He does good deeds without leaving his name or even a trace. He is a pure good person.

Sirens wailed in the distance.

How many can escape depends on God's will, but it only reveals the ugliness of the Japanese devils' private torture chamber.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.

In the remaining time, the Japanese Chevrolet car was running at a very fast speed.

Armored vehicles from the police station and military police arrived one after another and blocked the streets.

One step faster, every step faster.

There was no one around, so I returned to the house from the backyard.

In the dark room, Zhang Aiguo simply wiped his body and put some floral water in the basin.

Lying on the lonely bed, the curtains are blown by the wind, the moon hides behind the clouds, and it is dark before dawn.

Four Gun brand revolvers, two Chevrolet cars, a few dozen Japanese yen, a small wooden box with more than 200 dollars, two small yellow croakers, a few rings and jade ornaments, and a few dozen French francs.

In a daze, the doorbell rang and two patrolmen came to inquire and see if anyone was missing.

"What's going on here?"

His hair was messy, there was eye mucus in the corners of his eyes, and he looked grumpy after waking up.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. It's not easy for you guys either, this early in the morning."

"Thank you, thank you for understanding."

"Last night, someone destroyed the Japanese's private prison using hand grenades, killing 10 Japanese. The Japanese were furious. Although it violated the agreement between the two parties, the superiors still asked for cooperation in the investigation."

"Oh, you've worked hard. You haven't had breakfast yet."

"You got up early, but you haven't taken care of it yet?"

"Deli, take some money and have a bowl of wontons. It will make you feel good in the morning."

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Lu."

"You're welcome. Look, the security in our alley is good, which shows that you are doing a good job. So, I will contact the neighbors and send you a banner, and also donate 500 yuan in French currency to the police station."

"That's great. If the people approve, the higher-ups will definitely be happy."

The two of them stood up hurriedly, happy and excited, and kept expressing their gratitude.

"I wish you both a quick promotion."

"Thank you. I don't need words to express my gratitude. We are both people who value friendship. We will see what happens next."

"We are all old acquaintances, and we look after each other. If you are short of money in the future, you can come anytime. I can't say how much, but I can still get a few dozen."

"Thank you, thank you."

"If you get promoted, please introduce a few people to me. Travel expenses are indispensable. 100 yuan per person."

"Okay, don't worry. The special agent squad has been established. We are short of people now. People from our country are popular. Just report and we will definitely accept the offer."

The brothers under your command can infiltrate, which will make it easier for them to do things in the future and provide them with support.

It's hard to leave your hometown, so make preparations early. Not everyone is willing to leave.

Zhang Aiguo planned to send people with certain ideological tendencies to the patrol team to provide cover for other political forces.

"Deli, get the job done, don't worry about the money."

"Don't worry, boss. I'll be there right away."

"Ah."

It’s not too late to arrange people now. As long as they don’t do anything harmful and can help, they can all survive.

It was not possible a few years ago. Foreigners were in charge and all officials were Japanese. You had to do it even if you didn't want to.

The streets were in chaos. The Japanese had violated the agreement with the Municipal Council, but the French could do nothing about it.

Just like the Japanese blocked the Yangtze River waterway, Britain and the United States protested and negotiated, and the response was to study the matter. This was delayed for three months, and was ultimately rejected on the pretext of a military mission.

The reason why Simei Trading Company's transactions went so smoothly was that the extra cost was the distance fee.

A few days later, Zhang Aiguo received Schisandra chinensis who came in a hurry.

"You!"

As soon as we met, he started complaining.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You did a good job."

A copy of "Tai Shang Ganying Pian" was placed on the table.

"Haha, don't be upset, Senior Brother. From now on, Baiyun Temple will be up to you to take care of it."

"You, Uncle Qingyangzi also meant the same thing."

"Brother, follow your heart, and your thoughts will be clear. Cultivate your heart of Tao, and both left and right are Tao."

"I have a gift for Brother Yu."

"what gift?"

"The best instrument for the equality of all living beings."

"You!"

He wanted to point at Zhang Aiguo with his finger, but then he thought it was inappropriate.

After lunch, Zhang Aiguo put down his teacup and said, "Youju, get ready and go to Baiyun Temple."

The rotating team members got on the car, but the patrolmen on leave did not join in. According to Zhang Aiguo's request, they first entered the patrol room to get familiar with the faces, as they would be indispensable in future operations.

Interests are the most effective constraints.

The Japanese checked very strictly, with wolfhounds sniffing around the car.

"What to do?"

"Taijun, burn incense and worship Buddha."

The Japanese military police looked at the people in the car.

"Everyone get out of the car."

Two traitors came up and were searched one by one.

Even take off your shoes and take a look.

"Take off your shirt."

Damn, this is to see if there are any scars from torture.

"Taijun, this."

"idiot."

Behind the barbed wire, the Japanese soldiers and traitors immediately raised their guns.

"Take off."

Several people took off their shirts and the Japanese were checking them carefully.

The people around are gloating over their misfortune, so I provide them with something fun to do, which is considered an entertainment activity.

"yours?"

The Japanese sergeant pointed at the bullet scars on Zhang Aiguo and several others.

With a wave of his hand, several Japanese soldiers came up to capture people.

"Sergeant, old injury."

"I shot him with the Golden Hook Rifle."

Zhang Aiguo had no choice but to speak in bird language.

"My guard, my father's legacy."

Finally, I took out my ID. With money, I can buy anything.

The world is in chaos and our future is uncertain. Live in the present and enjoy life.

"Yoshi."

The sergeant took the $20 from Zhang Aiguo's ID and signaled that he could leave.

The car wobbled as it passed the last village, with the detective team following behind in a nonchalant manner from a distance.

It must have been the Japanese who called to notify me. They had been waiting at the intersection a long time ago.

They followed behind him and collected dust without any complaints. Zhang Aiguo was even annoyed by them.

The road was dusty, and looking out the rear window, the white shirt turned a yellowish brown due to the sweat stains.

I saw everyone getting out of the car and continued to monitor.

"Master."

After entering the temple, Zhang Aiguo made a gesture.

Qingyangzi waved his whisk and put it aside.

"Come with me."

"Yes."

The traitor wanted to catch up but was stopped by the team members.

"Master and disciple, who do you think you are?"

"I..."

The two men were about to show their might, but the cold look in each other's eyes made them calm down quickly.

"You two, it's not easy to be an official. Please bear with me. Please bear with me."

Tao Youju handed over dozens of military notes with a smile.

"Humph! I'll give you a favor. Otherwise, I'm not going to take any action. Otherwise, why don't you go to the Military Police Headquarters?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, pointed his left thumb back, and patted the gun holster with his right hand.

The Japanese are the boss, and he is the second in command!

A face full of pride, awesome!