Wang Yu's physical fitness is far beyond the reach of a human being. The five-meter-high city wall was like walking on flat ground in front of him, and he was ready to run and jumped up in a few steps.

A two Japanese in the small artillery building came out to breathe and were smoking a cigarette. Suddenly, a ghostly black shadow floated up the city wall, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

He rubbed his eyes and found that it was not an hallucination. He sucked a few puffs of cigarettes, and the fiery red cigarette butts were particularly eye-catching in the night.

"Damn, I've heard that the city wall is haunted, it seems to be true!"

The second Japanese stretched out his hand tremblingly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then ran back to the small cannon tower on the city wall without looking back.

...

Wang Yu left the headquarters of the Eighth Mixed Brigade, walked steadily and headed straight for the detective team.

When Wang Yu saw the bright lights in the interrogation room, Zhang Dabiao and Jia Guier were still the same, and Wang Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Jia Guier probably doesn't know that the medicine was dropped.

But Wang Yu felt it was necessary to confirm again.

With a clang, Wang Yu kicked open the door of the interrogation room of the detective team, and Wang Yu strode to the star and put the dagger on Jia Guier's neck.

"Master Eighth Master, I have something to say!"

Jia Gui'er was dozing off on the tiger bench, but was shocked by Wang Yu and she was completely sleepy.

"You boy dares to lie to me!"

Wang Yu exerted a little force on his hand, and the sharp dagger pressed a blood mark on Jia Guier's neck.

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, please spare me!"

Jia Gui'er was frightened, feeling the cold blade of the dagger, and almost pissed her pants.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Dabiao looked at Wang Yu's slight face and asked.

"The news this kid gave is fake. The medicine box is filled with wood!"

"Wood, how could it be wood?"

Jia Guier felt the threat of death and started to mess around: "Maybe that wood is medicine!"

"Um?"

Feeling Wang Yu's sharp gaze, he hurriedly changed his words: "Bah! How could wood be a medicine?"

The force on Wang Yu's hand increased a little more, and his voice was cold:

"Did you guys care about that batch of medicine and stole it and sold it?"

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army!" Jia Guier was forced by the dagger and was almost crying, and she was so anxious that she stamped her feet.

"Although I, Jia Guier, have been thinking about that batch of medicine for a day or two, if you want to get something from the Imperial Army Command, those tycoons will not kill me!"

Looking at Jia Gui'er, whose soul was almost scared away, Wang Yu snorted coldly and threw down the dagger.

Jia Guier was so scared that she spread her legs and her dagger was stuck on the tiger bench, only two or three inches away from his life, making his face pale.

Wang Yu was sure that the medicine was definitely not replaced by Jia Guier. Based on his understanding of the latter, this guy didn't have that ability.

Immediately, Wang Yu turned his head and explained the whole story to Zhang Dabiao clearly.

Let Zhang Dabiao give him the staff and adviser together.

"This is very difficult. I just found out the whereabouts of the drug, but I didn't expect it to be thrown away!"

Zhang Dabiao was a little anxious and kept wandering back and forth in the torture room.

The conversation between the two was not concealed, and Jia Guier also listened to it sincerely.

Under the threat of death, his head was very flexible at this moment, his eyes rumbling for a few times, and suddenly made a sound.

"It must be this kid's good thing!"

"It must be this guy Huang Jinbiao!"

"Oh? Huang Jinbiao?" Wang Yu spoke.

"That's right, it's the brigade commander of this eighth mixed brigade, Huang Jinbiao!"

When Jia Guier mentioned Huang Jinbiao, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

"The medicine must be the one who has enough pockets and secretly sold it!"

"The deal of this medicine was explicitly prohibited by the Japanese, especially the medicines of the army. Does he have the courage to do this?"

Wang Yu asked.

Jia Gui narrowed his eyes, his temperament instantly came up, and he said slowly: "Reselling arms and refusing opium, there is nothing this kid dares to do!

On the contrary, the Imperial Army... No, the Japanese have not arrived yet, and he has the final say in this Wanjia Town!"

"What if the Japanese searched?"

Wang Yu continued to ask.

"Check it out, drugs are consumables. As soon as I asked, I said I had beaten the Eighth Route Army to use it for the wounded. Where is the wounded, I'm dead!"

Jia Guier's cross-eyed eyes were a little bit interested, and she was obviously often doing things like trashing and cheating on food and drink.

Wang Yu nodded, and in this way, it made sense.

The reason why the Imperial Army Health Company's health company's health center is that it has long been gone and has lost its meaning of existence for the time being, so it is covered with dust.

For a moment, the clues of medical supplies were cut off, and the two of them became headless flies again.

Sitting in the interrogation room, Wang Yu felt a little irritated.

Before leaving, he left a note to Dr. Zhou Xiuhua and Zhou, proclaiming that he would not give up until he came back with the medicine.

I'm afraid the boss and the team leader will know about this now.

If I just went back like this, not only would I be embarrassed, but I would even lose Li Yunlong's face.

What's more, there are hundreds of wounded people in the field hospital, struggling dyingly on the verge of death. Without medical supplies, their lives and death can only be left to fate.

At this moment, he had no clues about medical supplies.

Jia Guier and Lao Jiu were tied to the tiger bench and were dozing off at this moment.

Zhang Dabiao looked angry and stepped forward and kicked him.

"What? Have you eaten?"

Jia Guier is still hysterical.

"Eat your grandma!"

The more Zhang Dabiao looked at him, the more angry he became, and he wanted to come forward to send Jia Guier two big-eared posts.

Suddenly, Wang Yu thought of something, raised his hand to stop Zhang Dabiao and asked Jia Guier.

"What place to eat in Wanjia Town?"

As soon as he heard about eating, Jia Guier, who had been hungry for a day, immediately became excited. He thought that the eighth party members had become enlightened. Finally, he remembered that he had come to eat. He immediately said with saliva:

"You are the right person, the kitchen team of the Mixed Brigade, the coffin shop of Li Erczi from the east end of the town, and the Widow Liu's house in the north, and..."

"etc!"

Wang Yu interrupted Jia Guier and asked:

"What food do you go to the coffin shop for?"

Jia Guier showed a wretched smile on her face and said with endless aftertaste:

"Anyway, I'll go when it's time for dinner. Li Er's cripple is not a good person, but my wife is so beautiful!"

Good guy, it turns out he was going to be for his wife!

Wang Yu had a dark face, kicked over the stool he had sat on before, and said sternly:

"I ask you a place to eat, such as a restaurant or something!"

Jia Guier was frightened by Wang Yu and responded quickly:

"There was one in the restaurant a few years ago. It was already a slap in the pot by me and the boys of the Imperial Army!"

"No, Jia Guier and Huang Jinbiao both appeared, and the 'Dingxianglou', as an underground transportation station, should also appear."

Wang Yu muttered in his heart.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Lao Jiu spoke out.

"The day before yesterday, a new restaurant was opened at the east end of the town. What's the name..."

"Dingxianglou?"

Wang Yu took the lead, spoke with questions, and looked at Lao Jiu with hope.

"Yes, it's called Dingxianglou!"

Lao Jiu's response confirmed Wang Yu's guess.
Chapter completed!