Chapter 662, The taskbar is too long(1/4)
Zhou Yang's face looked very bad.
When speculation turns into fact, no one is in a good mood.
Even if you are mentally prepared in advance.
The examination results performed by the deceased showed that the deceased had indeed suffered inhuman torture before his death.
Almost all the bones in the body are broken. Therefore, the current appearance looks very strange.
"Adjutant Zhou, this way."
"good."
Zhou Yang followed Zhang Yong to the side.
Zhang Yong took out the list of missing persons given to him by Zhou Yang last time.
"What secrets does no one really have?"
"Really not. I have investigated again and again. Their level and position make it impossible for them to have access to any secrets."
"That's strange..."
"What information did the spy reveal?"
"The guy only wanted to tell me where the body was buried."
"This bastard..."
"How about I hand over the spy to you and you are responsible for following up?"
"No. It's not safe where we are."
"All right!"
Zhang Yong was disappointed.
He was just making wishful thinking.
I thought I could leave the rest to Zhou Yang and then go and be cool myself.
As a result, Zhou Yang rejected it with just one sentence.
Not safe. There's a traitor. That's a good reason.
In fact, if you take the spy back to the security headquarters, he might die again.
That damn traitor...
He was asked to do everything by Zhang Yong. He was not given overtime pay. He was angry and wanted to go on strike.
"I've always had a question..."
"you say."
"Why not dig a pit and bury it? Why must it be placed outside?"
"Yeah. I can't figure it out either."
"well……"
Zhou Yang also felt powerless.
I originally thought it was a simple murder. It was revenge by the Japanese invaders.
Now it seems that there are more and more mysteries. Tortures and deliberate exposures seem to lead them to some weird answer.
"By the way. I want to go to the police station and transfer a few people."
"Go away!"
"Is it okay to use the identity of the attendant's room?"
"No. It's better to use the identity of the Secret Service. You will scare them if you use the identity of the Attendant."
"Okay. Then I'll go to the police station and transfer a few people. I'll continue to follow up later."
"Thank you. Please report any situation at any time."
"good."
Zhang Yong nodded.
Zhou Yang took the people back.
Facts have proved that the missing persons case has turned into a homicide case.
The remaining people have no chance of survival. However, Zhang Yong needs to continue to follow up on the specific situation.
Since this matter is related to Japanese spies, only Zhang Yong can control it.
Otherwise, even if the spies are handed over to the security headquarters, they will be discredited. They are completely unprofessional in dealing with Japanese spies.
Zhang Yong went to find the phone again.
Call back to Shi Bingdao.
Straight to the point, "I need a few people from the police department. What do you recommend?"
"What kind of person do you want?" Shi Bingdao replied tiredly.
"Those who are capable but are marginalized." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "Those who are not doing well in the police station."
"Then forget it." Shi Bingdao said, "These people won't follow you."
"Why? I gave you the money." Zhang Yong said bitterly.
I feel offended again.
It seems like I didn’t do anything wrong!
Why do you keep being misunderstood?
"Then you go to the police station and recruit people. The money will make you jealous."
"you……"
Zhang Yong had no choice but to hang up the phone.
It seems that we can't find anyone with the ability. Forget it. No more.
Anyway, you can do as much as you can. This world is not yours. Why are you working so hard?
Do as many things as you have energy for.
For example, if you are looking for the body of the victim now, then don't worry about other things.
How many can I find today?
If you can’t find it, we’ll continue tomorrow. If we’re too busy tomorrow, we’ll do it the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow…
From now to September 2, 1945, there are still more than three thousand days. What's the rush?
"Walk!"
Take the spy and continue looking.
Sure enough, the second address provided by the spy was also very far away.
It takes an hour to drive.
As the largest city in the Far East, Shanghai is quite big. After all, it is a big city with more than 4 million people!
Not in a hurry.
Take it easy.
Driving leisurely.
Thinking about how good it feels to lie down. Maybe I can go see Gu Xiaoru again at night?
Anyway, it’s not working time at night...
Work is work.
Private life is private life.
I am not a model worker. I don’t want to be involved with Mao Renfeng...
Arrive at destination.
It's actually a very big warehouse.
The wall is very high and very strong. It is similar to the warehouse in Tianjin Wei.
Although the appearance is very old and no one is stationed there, it can be seen at a glance that the owner of this warehouse is definitely not simple.
Hey, the spy has bad intentions!
Actually burying people here. Is that to cause civil strife?
Find a phone number.
Call Li Yuanqing and ask about the situation.
To be continued...