Chapter 476, Investigation(2/3)
Zhang Yong was dubious.
Did the Japanese invaders establish a secret base in the British Concession?
is it necessary?
Why not do it in the Japanese Concession?
Wouldn't it be safer to do it inside the Japanese Concession? It would be guarded by the Japanese military police.
To be honest, there are too many Japanese invaders in Tianjin Guards at this moment. The army and military police alone total 7,000 to 8,000. No wonder the British are restless.
If the Japanese invaders turned against them, such a strong force could easily sweep through the British Concession.
By then, Minister Anderson would either be killed or captured. Either would end badly. Therefore, he could not sleep at night.
No matter what the attitude of the British upper class is, Minister Anderson must find a way to ensure his own safety.
Cleaning out the Japanese in the British Concession and the Kailuan Coal Mine is the first step. Supporting the Chinese with weapons is the second step.
To be honest, the British are the best at killing people with borrowed knives and luring wolves to drive away tigers.
If Anderson had enough power, he would probably give the 29th Army several divisions of weapons and ammunition, and then use the Chinese to fight the Japanese.
China and Japan were fighting each other, and the British were profiting from it.
What these old empires are best at is doing this kind of thing. Shedding other people's blood to achieve their own goals.
"Bring the spy here. I'll ask him personally."
"Brothers hit harder. He can't leave."
"Then I'll go see him."
"good!"
Zhu Yuan took Zhang Yong to the concession prison.
This concession prison is completely incomparable to the Tilanqiao Prison in the Shanghai Public Concession.
It's just a row of small stone houses, which may hold a hundred or dozens of people.
That's pretty much it. After all, the concession itself is not big, the population inside is not large, and the number of prisoners is even smaller.
Enter the cell.
Pitch black.
The air stinks. It's suffocating.
No wonder the British want to build Tilanqiao Prison. I bet they themselves can't stand it.
In fact, Zhang Yong walked in and found that all the poor jailers were Chinese. There was not even a foreigner in the entire concession prison. They were all managed by Chinese.
There is not even an Annan patrol or a San patrol. This shows how bad the environment inside is.
It was so bad that even the third brother didn't want to come.
Zhang Yong was walking. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and then he stepped back.
Nothing else. I just saw someone who seemed very familiar. I went back and took another look and found that I was indeed familiar. The last time I saw him was in prison.
After taking another look, I found that it was not an acquaintance, but several.
Although some of the people among them didn't even know their names, they were indeed acquaintances. He had fished them out under his signature.
Words are endless.
Ma Donggui.
The former is a member of the Xiangxi Yan family.
The latter is from Northwest Maga.
The last time he fished them out was in Laohuqiao Prison in Jinling.
The original purpose of extracting them was to deal with the Sophora Agency of the Japanese invaders and to deal with Kintaro Notani. As a result, after these guys left, there was no news.
I thought they had sneaked home quietly. Unexpectedly, they actually came here to be imprisoned.
Convinced.
Speechless.
I think there is something wrong with their brain circuitry.
It took a lot of effort to bring them out and expect them to do something. But in the end, they ended up in prison somewhere else?
"open……"
Yan Wuji in the cell also recognized Zhang Yong.
Then, he immediately became very ashamed and turned his face away involuntarily. He felt so embarrassed. He really had no face to see others.
He was only taken out by Zhang Yongti for a few months, but he came back again.
Anyone else would die of shame.
"It's you?"
Over there, Ma Donggui also recognized Zhang Yong.
His expression immediately became the same as Yan Wuji's. Both were extremely ashamed and immediately turned around.
Too embarrassed to see anyone.
It's so embarrassing.
Who would have thought that they would meet Zhang Yong here?
Really...
The others were confused at first, but then they realized what was happening. Then, they all turned their faces to the wall, wishing they could burrow into the cracks in the ground.
Shameful.
Ashamed.
"Do you know them?" Zhu Yuan noticed something unusual.
"A few months ago, I signed to remove them from Jinling Laohuqiao Prison." Zhang Yong replied bitterly.
"Then they..." Zhu Yuan's eyes suddenly widened.
Unbelievable. Outrageous.
You've only been out for a few months and you're here again?
Do you consider the prison cell your home?
Do you like going to jail so much? Are you addicted?
Can't bear to go out?
"Let them out! I'm useful!" Zhang Yong said angrily.
"Okay!" Zhu Yuan nodded and arranged for his release.
Minister Anderson had previously given an explanation. Except for the murderer, Zhang Yong could be released freely.
You have the right to use it and it will become invalid upon expiration. Of course Zhang Yong will not be polite.
At the same time, he also wanted to know where these guys got into trouble and why they came in again.
Others had to come to prison because they couldn't survive outside. You are so good at it...
"Yan Wuji!"
"Ma Donggui!"
"come out!"
Zhu Yuan shouted.
As a result, several people remained silent.
Obviously, they all felt so embarrassed that they didn't even have the courage to turn around.
"Come out!" Zhang Yong said.
After a pause, he said again, "Come out and do me a favor. I'll come to you if I need anything."
After a while, Yan Wuji and Ma Donggui looked at each other, their faces flushed, but they still did not dare to make eye contact with Zhang Yong.
Obviously, they really felt too ashamed.
If Zhang Yong hadn't stepped down for them, they would have been too embarrassed to turn around.
Zhang Yong:……
These guys!
Do you still know how to be embarrassed?
If you know how to be embarrassed, why did you get caught again?
To be continued...