Station 23 Intelligence Department

"Deputy Section Chief Zhang, after two days of arrest, a total of 39 people were arrested, and most of their families were arrested. This is the list." An intelligence clerk nervously handed Zhang Jijun the list.

Zhang Jijun took the list and slapped the table hard: "What are you doing for? Forty-six people, thirty-nine people were caught and seven ran away!"

If you only run one or two, it would be better, but if you run seven at once, the problem will be very serious.

The more people run, the more likely they are to run away, the more likely they are to run away from the Eighth Route Undercover.

If you can't find the Eighth Route Undercover from the thirty-nine people you caught, how can you make a contribution?

"Section Chief, the main reason is that there is no unified action." The intelligence clerk explained in a low voice, "You first let us arrest the military commanders who had contacted that day. We took action, and then you will arrest all the people who had contacted military commanders. There is time and space between the actions. Someone must have heard the wind and ran away in advance..."

Bang!

Zhang Jijun slapped the table: "When the webmaster comes back, can you explain this to the webmaster like this?"

Of course, Zhang Jijun also knew that there was time and space in the operation, which was a key issue for the seven people to escape.

But now seven people have run away, what's the use of saying these?

The intelligence clerk lowered his head and didn't say anything, how dare he do it?

"Although seven people ran away, the blockade outside was very strict. They could run for a while, but couldn't run for too long." Zhang Jijun calmed down his tone and said, "Issue their wanted order and ask the Fortress Village below to assist in the arrest."

There is a large area outside Station No. 23, which is occupied. Even if someone runs away, they have no roads and procedures, and they will definitely not run far.

If you are afraid, you are afraid... someone has voted for the Eighth Route Army.

Or, it was just the Eighth Route Army undercover who ran away, and Zhang Jijun can only try not to think about this now.

Thirty-nine people, in terms of probability, are still quite likely to catch the Eighth Route Army.

Especially those who had come into contact with the Eighth Route Army that day did not run away, which is the most important thing.

"Yes." The intelligence clerk went.

Zhang Jijun lowered his head and continued to look at the list carefully.

He mainly looked at the list of people who ran away. He wanted to analyze whether there were any possibility of an eighth-way undercover agent.

Soon, Zhang Jijun noticed A Er, the leader of the plainclothes team.

According to the information about the people who ran away, although these people ran away, none of their families ran away and were arrested.

And this Er is a bit special, and none of his family members caught him.

What is even more suspicious is that when his old father was arrested, he committed suicide by taking poison.

This suicide by taking poison made Zhang Jijun very suspicious.

So, Zhang Jijun took this Er as the key object of doubt.

After someone is arrested, he will be interrogated.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Jijun came to the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, there was a scene of hell on earth.

All the thirty-nine people who were caught started to be tortured.

Some were beaten by whips, some were burned with red-hot iron, some were pierced with nails, etc.

There are too many people and there is no time to talk nonsense to these people and directly torture them until they are willing to speak.

Of course, maybe in the end, there is no gain.

That doesn't matter, anyway, all of these people are going to die.

"Deputy Section Chief Zhang, someone has recruited me." An intelligence clerk came over with information.

Zhang Jijun glanced at him with a blank expression: "It's not what I want, continue to review!"

The information says that the person being interrogated is secretly doing smuggling transactions, but this is not what Zhang Jijun wants at all. What he wants is the Eighth Route Army undercover!

Zhang Jijun was in charge here and received more confessions.

These confessions are the sins that these people cannot withstand torture and confess.

Some are smuggled, some are reselled, some are trafficking, and so on.

There are even some ridiculous confessions, such as making torn shoes and pimping.

This is really a big forest, and all the birds have been examined.

After interrogating for a whole day, five people were tried to be killed, but Zhang Jijun did not get what he wanted.

But he was not in a hurry at all.

The Eighth Route Army has a hard bone and it is definitely impossible to attack soon. You must be patient.

Late at night, the interrogation work continued.

Zhang Jijun yawned and walked out of the interrogation room.

He lit a cigarette, smoked a few, then looked up at the sky. Today, there were stars everywhere and there was no moon.

...

The offices of the Logistics Department are still open. Due to the increased workload, the people in the Logistics Department are working overtime desperately.

Late at night, while having lunch, people from the logistics department gathered together and started to discuss:

"This webmaster is really amazing. On the surface, he wanted to screen the intelligence chief, but unexpectedly, this was a trap."

"Yes, fortunately I didn't go to the Intelligence Department at the beginning, otherwise I would be a member of the Intelligence Department's interrogation room now."

"I passed by the interrogation room of the Intelligence Department today. Oh my God, the screams inside are so miserable."

"If possible, don't go into that kind of place for the rest of your life."

"You are really sick when you say this. Who would like to go into that kind of place?"

...

Puyou was going to fish, and dozens of people were caught and went to the interrogation room of the intelligence department and were tortured. Finally, someone woke up. Puyou was fishing.

"Okay, let's talk a little less." Wang Damao said, "We should hurry up and complete the task assigned to us by Section Chief Zhong. If the task is not completed, Section Chief Zhong's ruthlessness may not be inferior to the interrogation room of the Intelligence Department."

"I said rabbit, can you stop mentioning Section Chief Zhong in front of us at any time? Are you deliberately putting pressure on us?" Someone complained to Wang Damao.

"How dare I put pressure on you?" Wang Damao said, "Secretary Zhong asked me to recruit eight people, but I only recruited two, and there are still six places left. Who can you help..."

Before Wang Damao could finish his words, all the people dispersed and they worked on their own.

What a joke? I didn’t see that everyone was busy and overwhelmed. Who has the time to recruit people for you?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Wang Damao had a midnight snack, he went to feed the dog.

When Chief Zhong left, he told him that he must take good care of the dogs in the logistics department.

He took the dog out and slipped it back.

After feeding the dog food, Wang Damao was excited.

After waiting for so many days, Zhang Jijun finally showed his strength.

Wang Damao was walking the dog on the surface, but actually confirming it.

At the designated place, the military dog ​​smelled Zhang Jijun.

This designated place is not a random choice. If Zhang Jijun is a military commander, he must find a way to figure out the situation here.

As long as he has been here, no matter how careful he is, he can even erase his footsteps, but his scent cannot be erased...

On the second day, Wang Damao hurriedly left on the grounds of recruiting people.

After getting in touch with Wu Ze, Wang Damao looked excited, as if he had chicken blood: "It's exposed, it's exposed. Zhang Jijun, the old fox, finally revealed his foot. I led the dog and smelled his smell. It can be confirmed that he is the inside line of the Military Control Commission."

Although Wang Damao hated Zhang Jijun very much, this did not affect the happiness in Wang Damao's heart after confirming that Zhang Jijun was the inside line of the Military Control Commission.

Zhang Jijun is the Military Control Commission, so he can use the military commander to implement the plan to build Japanese aircraft.

After doing it, even sugar can be omitted.

"Are you sure he is the inside line of the Military Control Commission?" Wu Ze asked again, and this is absolutely impossible to make mistakes.

"Confirm." Wang Damao focused his head and looked at Wu Ze: "Next, how do you plan to reveal the matter of how you can do the Japanese plane with sugar to Zhang Jijun. Should we write a note and find a coincidence and throw it on Zhang Jijun's way home..."

Before Wang Damao finished speaking, Wu Ze shook his head: "Your method seems to be a good one, but it will arouse Zhang Jijun's alertness."

"Is there any loophole in this method?" Wang Damao looked at Wu Ze suspiciously.

In fact, this is the best way that Wang Damao has come up with racking his brains these days.

In his opinion, he wrote a note and threw it on Zhang Jijun's way home without anyone noticing. Zhang Jijun picked it up by chance, and Zhang Jijun would definitely take it back and give it a try.

Once the experiment is successful, Zhang Jijun will definitely find a way to destroy the Japanese plane with sugar.

Why is it here in Wu Ze? It can’t do it anymore?

"There is no loophole in your method, but think about it from another perspective. If you were Zhang Jijun, on the way home, you saw a piece of paper. Would you pick it up?" Wu Ze asked Wang Damao.

"Maybe, or maybe not." Wang Damao thought for a while and said, "I can make the paper ball special and attract Zhang Jijun to pick it up."

If the paper ball is made ordinary, Zhang Jijun may not pay attention to it.

But Zhang Jijun will pick up the special points.

"If you make the paper ball special, isn't this a suspicion?" Wu Ze said, "Usually, who is idle and has nothing to do with this job."

"Then I will make the paper ball ordinary. Every time Zhang Jijun comes home, he can see it. He has to pick it up." Wang Damao grabbed his scalp and said a little stubborn.
To be continued...