"You're from Gifu Prefecture, right?"

"Nani?"

The spy responded subconsciously.

Then he looked at Zhang Yong blankly. It felt like he was looking at a monster.

Cui Longfang:……

No way? Zhang Yong even knows this?

Do you know the spy’s name and his hometown? Didn’t he just come to Guanzhong?

Would it be so magical...

No wonder Catching Japanese Spies is so famous...

"Who are you telegraphing to?"

"..."

"Who are you telegraphing to?"

"..."

The spy was silent.

He bit his lip subconsciously.

Obviously, he thought he had leaked the secret somewhere.

I thought that as long as I covered my mouth tightly, the other party would not be able to get effective information.

However, Zhang Yong kept repeating the problem mechanically.

until……

"Buddha..."

"Buddha..."

A disembodied voice came.

Zhang Yong immediately took action.

He reached out and pinched the spy's neck, and said coldly: "You sent a telegram to Buddha?"

The wrists were tightened and the pinch became tighter and tighter. The spy gradually suffocated.

The spy's cheeks are getting redder and redder...

Zhang Yong never let go until the spy's facial features began to deform.

asphyxia.

Almost unconscious.

Then he slowly let go.

Buddha!

It appears again!

This cheap spy actually sent a report to Buddha!

Buddha!

Where is it?

How many people does it control remotely?

Suddenly he let go of his hand.

"What's the content of the telegram?"

"..."

The spy bit his lips tightly.

He felt that he had encountered the most terrifying thing. Everything was so weird.

The other party actually knows everything.

He even knew that he was sending a message to Buddha!

OMG!

How can it be?

How could the other person know about Buddha?

However, all of this is true. The other party really knows everything.

Now, the other party even wants to know the contents of the telegram?

He almost wanted to bite off his tongue...

But it's too late.

A piece of hard wood was stuffed into the mouth.

Air leakage.

But I can't bite my tongue.

"Telegram content..."

"Everything goes well. The goods are waiting to be handed over..."

An ethereal voice came.

oh?

Is this the content of the telegram?

What went well? What goods are waiting for handover?

"What cargo?"

"What cargo?"

Zhang Yong continued to read the machine and interrogated him repeatedly.

He found that the probability of telepathy is indeed very low. It often takes many times to trigger.

However, it seems to have a guarantee mechanism. If you ask the same question up to five times, you can often get the answer. Unless you are a spy, you can't remember it.

Okay. This function is very good. It means that there is no need for strenuous torture.

The torture in the future is simply to look at the Japanese spies and punish them severely.

"money……"

"money……"

Sure enough, an ethereal voice came.

Very good. The goods to be received are money. It really meets my requirements.

"Where to receive?"

"Where to receive?"

Zhang Yong continued to interrogate him repeatedly without stopping at all.

After the fifth time, I finally got the answer. It was at Yongsheng Car and Horse Racing.

"when?"

"when?"

The answer will be tomorrow morning.

OK. The closed loop is completed. I got all the information I wanted.

Ask no more.

Turning to look at Cui Longfang.

"Go to Yongsheng Carriage and Horse Racing Shop."

"good."

"Woooooooo..."

The spy made an indistinct sound.

But it was unbelievable again. The other party actually knew about Yongsheng Car and Horse Racing.

It's fatal.

How did the other party know?

He didn't say anything!
To be continued...