Liu Huanwen, Mu Dekai, Yuan Zhonghe, Xiang Shounong, Zhu Yanni.

These are the five people selected by Meng Shaoyuan.

Zhu Yanni is a female spy of Lixing Society, graduated from the Hangzhou training class, and she is very beautiful, but she is usually only in charge of translating and telegraphing, so it is unknown why Meng Shaoyuan chose her.

Liu Huanwen and Meng Shaoyuan were both classmates in the tenth phase of Whampoa, and they were selected to enter the Lixing Club together, so the relationship between the two is the most intimate.

Everyone entered the Lixing Club at the same time, and the working hours were the same, but Meng Shaoyuan was already able to take charge on his own, which made Liu Huanwen very envious.

Dai Li specially asked the General Affairs Section of the Third Section to prepare a car for them.

Zhu Yanni was about to get into the car, but Meng Shaoyuan called her aside and whispered to her.

"This ......" Zhu Yanni hesitated a little.

"Do as I tell you to." Meng Shaoyuan could not be argued.

"Okay."

Although Zhu Yanni didn't understand the meaning at all, the discipline that had been repeatedly emphasized since she entered the Lixing Club still made her choose unconditional obedience.

"Get in the car and go!"

Mu Dekai was in charge of driving, and Meng Shaoyuan took the co-pilot's position......

……

When you come to Nanjing, you must go to the alley of Shuiximen to queue up to buy a salted duck, and you must go to the Confucius Temple to see the smoke and rain of Qinhuai.

Of course, you must also spend a day in Xinjiekou.

Xinjiekou is the place with the largest flow of people in Nanjing, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are all kinds of people.

Hawkers carrying burdens can be seen everywhere, but unlike the colorful shouts of the northern hawkers, the shouts of the Nanjing hawkers are much simpler, and they often rely on the small drum bells in their hands to enhance the effect of shouting, and different professions play different instruments.

In the middle of the noise, on both sides of the road, you can see small two-story buildings everywhere.

In such a season, there may be a girl who is sitting in the south study on the second floor, listening to the sunlight sprinkling from the dense green loquat leaves, shining warmly on her body, and then quietly reading Zhang Hatshui's "Chunming Foreign History" or "Laughing Smoke" behind her parents' back.

Meng Shaoyuan took Liu Huanwen and Yuan Zhonghe to the opposite side of the "Damao Foreign Company": "Old Yuan, you go and find out the situation." ”

"Got it." Yuan Zhonghe hurriedly walked towards Da Maoyang.

"Two bowls of ravioli." Meng Shaoyuan and Liu Huanwen sat down in front of a wonton stand.

Don't look at the small wonton stall, there is not even a table, diners can only sit on small benches, or squat on the ground with bowls to eat, but business is very good.

His family's small wontons, the skin is as thin as cicada wings, showing a crystal clear meat filling, and the large bone broth is boiled, and the soup is fresh and not greasy. Be sure to eat it now.

Put it out of the pot and put it in a bowl, sprinkle it with a handful of chopped green onions, and even if the person who has just eaten sees it, he can't help but want to serve a bowl.

When I came to Nanjing, I haven't had a good time, Liu Huanwen salivated, and a bowl of wontons in three or two bites.

Meng Shaoyuan had just eaten half a bowl when he saw that Yuan Zhonghe had come back and leaned into his ear: "The two guys just went out, and now there is only one person inside, and it has been confirmed that it is Park Zhongmin." ”

"Boss, money!"

Meng Shaoyuan stood up and kicked Liu Huanwen, who was still drinking soup there: "It's done, don't be so unproductive, go." ”

Liu Huanwen reluctantly put down the bowl.

The three of them came to Damao Foreign Bank, and Meng Shaoyuan was the first to walk in.

"What do you want?"

There was only one man in his forties, lazy, and careless about door-to-door business. However, he speaks Chinese very fluently.

Park Jung-min.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "This sesame oil, I want five hundred catties." ”

"Five hundred pounds?"

As soon as he heard that such a big business came to the door, Park Zhongmin finally came over: "Yes, yes, what else do you want?" ”

"I still want you."

"What?"

Park Zhongmin was stunned, but a gun had already reached his waist: "Don't move, kidnap the ticket!" ”

This is Meng Shaoyuan's cleverness.

If he wants to say that he is a spy of the Lixing Society, Park Zhongmin may struggle to call for help.

But if it is said to be a kidnapper, it is different.

After all, most kidnappers want money, not life.

Moreover, this is Nanjing, which is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and it will cause a catastrophe if you make a mistake.

Sure enough, Park Zhongmin's frightened face just now actually relaxed: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, don't hurt me, I'll give you as much as you want." ”

"Come with me."

The three of them held Park Zhongmin hostage and quickly took him away from Damao Foreign Bank......

……

Park Jung-min's feet softened and he trembled.

He finally knew that his kidnappers were not kidnappers.

It's not a bandit cottage either, but an interrogation room!

On both sides, all kinds of torture instruments are hung.

In the middle of nowhere, there is a bucket full of water, and a leather whip is soaking in it.

"Hit!"

Meng Shaoyuan moved a bench and sat down, and immediately burst out of his mouth with such a word.

Before Park Zhongmin could react to what was going on, Xiang Shounong, who had a big waist and a round waist, had already picked up the leather whip in a murderous manner, and whipped it down at Park Zhongmin, who was tied there.

"Ahh

Heart-rending screams rang out in the interrogation room.

After whipping five times in a row, Xiang Shounong stopped.

At this time, Park Zhongmin's skin was already open, and he wailed repeatedly: "It hurts...... Hurt...... What the hell are you asking...... I say it all, I say it all ......"

The effect was achieved.

Meng Shaoyuan asked: "I know, Damao is the contact point of the Japanese, so tell me everything you know." ”

"I say, I say." Park Jung-min has never been a tough guy, and he was beaten up as soon as he came up, which made him extremely scared in his heart:

"Damao is a special agency dispatched to Nanjing by the Intelligence Department of the Japanese North China Garrison Army, which is specially responsible for directing and spying on military intelligence. The head of the agency is...... Saburo Hanto......"

"Wait." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly interrupted him: "What's it called?" Chief. ”

"Half Vine...... Saburo. ”

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "When you explained before, your speech was quite clear, but when you said this name, there was an obvious pause, that is you making up a name." I asked again, the voice you said was low for the two words of Banto, and the two words for Saburo were louder, which means that you are cheering yourself up, Park Zhongmin, you are lying! ”

"I didn't, I didn't."

Park Jung-min panicked. 、

Oh my God, how did this person figure out that he was lying based on the tone of his voice?

Meng Shaoyuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him: "Fight!" ”

"No, it's Jiro Matsumoto!" Park Jung-min completely collapsed:

"He is the assistant of Lieutenant General Takaro Matsumuro, the head of the Japanese North China Special Service, and his military rank is Army Chief!"

Liu Huanwen glanced at each other.

Osa?

Oh my God, you're going to catch a big fish this time?

"Put him down." Meng Shaoyuan was satisfied, he watched Park Zhongmin endure the pain and limp to him: "To die or live?" ”

"To live, to live."

"Okay, write down all the things you have done in Damao Foreign Bank over the years."

"Yes, yes."

"Second, call Jiro Matsumoto and ask him to go to room 318 of the Huizhong Hotel in an hour, and say that you have important information to report!"