Huizhong Hotel.

Jiro Matsumoto hurriedly walked into the hotel.

As the head of the Nanjing secret service, he made great achievements this time.

He panicked and claimed that he was a South Korean, and he had become a very good "friend" with Xiong Zizhuang, a staff officer of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government.

A piece of information was obtained from Xiongzizhuang at the wine table.

Especially the strategic defense map of the National Government Army, which has just been stolen, is nothing short of a miracle.

He will inevitably become a legend in the history of espionage.

Park Jung-min was in such a hurry to call, there must be some important information again.

Room 318.

The door was hidden, and Jiro Matsumoto looked around and quickly walked in.

This is a luxury suite with a living room on the outside and a bedroom on the inside.

Jiro Matsumoto didn't see Park Jung-min, but he saw a young and beautiful woman sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a well-fitting cheongsam.

"I went wrong." Jiro Matsumoto said immediately.

"Nope." The woman actually stood up and smiled: "Boss Park is in the bedroom." ”

Jiro Matsumoto was immediately alert.

Park Jung-min will never let a third party appear when he connects with himself!

Pitfall!

He turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Three guys with big shoulders and round waists rushed in and pushed Jiro Matsumoto to the ground.

"What do you do, what do you do!" Jiro Matsumoto struggled desperately.

Meng Shaoyuan walked in slowly, glanced at Zhu Yanni, and nodded at her.

"Help, help." Zhu Yanni suddenly howled and cried, and while tearing her neckline, she pointed to Matsumoto Jiro on the ground and cried:

"This rascal broke in and pushed me down, strong, strong...... Rape me! ”

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Matsumoto Jiro used up all his strength, and he couldn't move when he was pressed by the three big men: "One group of nonsense, one group of nonsense!" ”

Meng Shaoyuan squatted down: "I am from the detective team of the Nanjing Municipal Public Security Bureau!" ”

(Note: After 1937, the "Public Security Bureau" in the provincial capital city was renamed "Police Bureau" again.) ）

Meng Shaoyuan pointed at Zhu Yanni: "You say that a woman will ruin her reputation, saying that you do this kind of thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs?" Name! ”

Jiro Matsumoto suddenly realized, but his heart was no longer panicked.

This is a "fairy jump".

There are some policemen who will find this kind of woman in particular, frame her, and then hammer it off.

I guess Park Jung-min also fell into their hands, right?

Jiro Matsumoto was a lot relieved: "My name is Wu Xingliang, Korean. I was wronged, wronged. ”

"Wronged? You say that wronged is wronged? Fuck when we're stupid? Meng Shaoyuan took a rogue police posture: "Tie it up and take it back!" ”

In a moment, Jiro Matsumoto was tied up with five flowers.

Meng Shaoyuan waved his hand: "Go!" ”

When I took it downstairs, the guests in the hotel came out to watch, pointing at Jiro Matsumoto curiously.

Meng Shaoyuan especially raised his voice: "I caught a hooligan, if you want to be strong, don't look at it, don't look at it." ”

Jiro Matsumoto couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill into.

As for Meng Shaoyuan's subordinates, he never thought that he would actually use this method to capture Matsumoto Jiro!

Meng Shaoyuan called Liu Huanwen over and ordered in a low voice: "Immediately launch a comprehensive search of the offices of Damao and Matsumoto Jiro!" ”

……

"Name!"

Jiro Matsumoto knew that he had been fooled, and just like Park Zhongmin, he never dreamed that this group of guys who called themselves "policemen" would be spies.

Now, what he has to do is to grit his teeth and never reveal his true identity: "I said it, my name is Wu Xingliang, I am Korean, and I came to Nanjing to do business. ”

"Oh, that's right." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Originally, if you were Japanese, I really wouldn't dare to do anything to you, no way, otherwise your Japanese embassy will protest today and an ultimatum tomorrow, and I can't afford to be a little spy." But you're Korean? That's easy to do. I'll ask you one last time, who are you? ”

"South Korea!" Jiro Matsumoto let it go.

Meng Shaoyuan waved his hand: "Torture!" ”

Xiang Shounong smiled evilly and picked up the leather whip from the bucket.

"Ah...... Yes! ”

Screams echoed in the air.

This kind of leather whip dipped in water, with a dozen leather whips, can really kill people.

Xiang Shounong whipped a few whips, for fear of really beating the other party to death, so he stopped for a while: "Say, what's your name!" ”

Wu ...... Prosper...... Good ......"

Although Jiro Matsumoto was angry, he didn't let go.

"Shao Yuan, this guy has a hard mouth." Xiang Shounong turned around: "Fight again?" ”

Meng Shaoyuan found that when Xiang Shounong was talking, he was holding a leather whip in his hand, the back of his hand was full of green tendons, and his nostrils were still moving.

It's a sign of excitement and anticipation.

This guy has psychological problems and likes to torture people, but he is indeed the most suitable person for execution.

"If he fights again, he won't be able to hold on, I still want to live." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "Come, I'll teach you a way." ”

Hehe, seven years later, the Sino-US Cooperation Institute was established, and more than 130 kinds of torture instruments were set up one after another, and Meng Shaoyuan had visited them in his previous life, and most of them were in his mind.

I'm going to test you in the same way, I'm not afraid that you won't recruit!

He called Xiang Shounong to his side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xiang Shounong was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Meng Shaoyuan dumbfounded: "Shaoyuan, don't you be a pervert, can you think of such a perverted method?" ”

No way!

Meng Shaoyuan's nose was almost crooked.

You're a fucking psychopath, and you're on my head......

……

Half an hour later.

Jiro Matsumoto woke up slowly.

When he saw Xiang Shounong pick up another bamboo stick, he was completely devastated at this time:

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

"Don't make a move!" Xiang Shounong was in a hurry.

He's just getting to the top of his life.

It's a pity that Jiro Matsumoto can no longer bear it:

"My name is ...... Jiro Matsumoto...... Japanese ......"