Wu Chunyang walked to his hands, looked up and down at the gangster, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Report Director, we are checking the suspect near the dock. When we heard the boy brag about someone that he stole someone last night and that the other party still had a gun in his hand." The little spy pushed the gangster to the ground and replied respectfully.

gun?

Wu Chunyang was excited and asked someone to bring the gangster into the house to be interrogated carefully. They might get some clues from this person.

Gu Qi and Song Minghao also came over when they heard the sound, looked at the thief curled up on the ground, and lowered their voices and communicated in a low voice.

Zuo Chong was still sitting on the chair without moving, just three hands, so he, the deputy director, didn't need to interrogate himself.

“Stand up!”

Wu Chunyang let out a stern voice, and the gangster was as if he was compressed and loosened the spring, and he rubbed his hands and stood up attentively. His posture was quite standard.

None of the people who hang out on the lake are fools. When they see the chief spoke, the gangster who kept calling for justice just now immediately closed his mouth, was extremely well-behaved and did whatever he asked to do.

Wu Chunyang walked around the other party twice, swept his cold eyes over his face, and said lightly when the gangster's legs became weak.

"We are the Military Control Commission. I don't care about theft, and I don't want to know, but I'm very interested in the person you met last night.

Let me tell you, what is your name, what is the situation of that person? If you agree, you will be rewarded. If you don’t agree, haha……Pick a Feng Shui treasure land by yourself.”

The gangster was shocked. Who doesn't know the reputation of the military commander in the mountain city? The spies in the legend are all cruel and ruthless. Thinking of the prisoners who were shot in the Bian, their knees softened and their knees fell down again, and answered honestly.

"Report to all the officials, my name is Brother Mo, so I can enjoy the face of the old man and make a living at the dock. Last night I came across an idea, wearing a soft satin short jacket, and looked like a fat sheep.

The little one pretended to touch him and wanted to touch his waist. But he didn't expect that this guy was very alert. He pinched my wrist and picked out a gun from the hem of his clothes with his other hand.

Fortunately, my brothers nearby came to pick them up when they saw it, otherwise I would have suffered. I think he must be a bad guy. Such people will do everything they can torture and do evil to kill and set fire, and dare not offend easily."

The gangster who claimed to be touching Brother was full of slander. The so-called idea was to start a target. Touching the waist was to be the pocket on the bottom of the pickpocket top. Holding it up means helping, and the black stick refers to the robber who makes a living by robbers.

After hearing this, Wu Chunyang raised his eyebrows and glared: "Be honest, who do you want to talk to? Don't you tell me slander? What gun does the other party hold? Do you recognize it? Is that true?"

As he said that, he pointed to Browning 1911 in the hands of the little spy next to him. The enemy used this powerful American pistol in the safe house.

"Yes, yes, that's the gun, the gun is full of foreign codes."

Brother Mo quickly nodded and said with a little pride: "I have a good memory. I can remember anything you see once. It must be correct."

Wu Chunyang looked at Zuo Chong and Gu Qi, and saw that the two of them didn't say anything, so he turned around and continued to ask.

"Then, don't talk about anything. When the other party sees you and your accomplices, they say or do anything, have you seen him at the dock or near the door before?

Also, are you so happy that he let him go? Don’t think I don’t know. You have guys in your hands. When you can steal, you can steal them. If you can’t, you can rob them. Is that right?"

Brother Tuo'er laughed dryly, stealing and robbing are not divided, and things like the Banhu rules cannot be eaten as food. As long as there are benefits, they can be either thieves or robbers.

After hearing the Chief of the Military Control Commission say so clearly, Brother Tuo no longer conceals it, and told the whole story of last night, explaining why he didn't take action.

"Sir, we brothers are just making a living, with only a few local guns, and the other party's hands are really a jerk. My life is gone when the trigger strikes.

I talked to the guy, no, I talked to that guy, that guy didn't say a word, just looked at me with a fierce look, and it was hard to mess with at first sight, so......"

The words of Brother Mo were not finished, but the meaning was very obvious. He thought he could not fight the other party, so they decisively admitted to his conscience. After saying that, he saw that Wu Chunyang had a bad expression, he quickly added.

"But the little one saw the guy's face clearly. The sir, give us a few days, and I will definitely dig out the person."

He bullies the weak and fears the strong, and is profit-oriented. He has a standard gangster thinking. When he sees the chief of the Military Control Commission who has the opportunity to please the military commander, he even forgets what his identity is.

Wu Chunyang naturally didn't need a few thieves to surrender. He asked Brother Tou to take him down for a simulated portrait, and then walked to Zuo Chong and whispered.

"Second throne, the enemy is very cautious. Except for a few people who exposed their appearance, the other party left little clues, and it was in a blink of an eye.

Bei Zhi believed that the person Mo Geer could be given a public reward with the three suspects who showed their faces that Lao Song found in the restaurant.

It's meaningless to keep it secret now. No matter whether there are insiders in the game or not, such a big action cannot be hidden from the enemy. Instead of doing this, it's better to take the initiative.

Doing so may disrupt the enemy's pace and force them to act. Once these mice come out of the nest, we can get a smooth look at the melons."

Zuo Chong silently considered Wu Chunyang's suggestion and using the disclosure of part of the case to exchange for speed of investigation is indeed a good choice.

There are millions of people in the mountain city, which is equivalent to millions of personal cameras. Unless those four people never go out, they will be dug out sooner or later.

The most taboo thing is to be indecisive when doing things. Since it cannot be kept secret, then let the enemy be shocked with great fanfare. Zuo Chong stood up and announced an order.

"Printed portraits are posted everywhere, and then notify Bai Wenzhi and Ge Laohui to tell them who can find these four people and receive a reward of 100,000 yen!"

"yes."

Wu Chunyang straightened his chest and immediately arranged the reward matter, and felt more confident about finding the enemy.

One hundred thousand yen is not a small amount. Some people are willing to work hard for this money, let alone find someone, even killing people.

After dark, hundreds of urgently printed simulated portraits were posted everywhere in the city, and various specious rumors spread.

Under the temptation of getting rich overnight, even if it rained heavily, the entire mountain city was still boiling. People, brother Pao, police officers, and refugees entered the market one after another, and countless pairs of eyes were observing in the dark.

In a residential area near Zhubian in North City, a man in a dress walked into the alley with an umbrella. After walking two steps, he was stopped by several robed brothers with fleshy faces. One of them raised his axe and shouted.

"stop!"

"Click~"

The screams and thunder sounded almost at the same time. The man was shocked and carefully observed the surroundings with the lightning above his head.

Seeing that there was no one else, the man breathed a sigh of relief, then showed a panic expression, grabbed the briefcase with his left hand and stuttered in front of him.

"All the heroes, I am a poor teacher, I am penniless, I don't believe me."

"Take it to you~"

The brother holding the axe robe snatched the briefcase and flipped through it. It turned out that there was no penny inside, only some office supplies.

He cursed with bad luck and threw the bag back, but the matter was not over yet. He took out another portrait and put it next to the man's face for a moment, and finally asked coldly.

"Have you ever seen these four people?"

The man looked at the familiar faces on the portrait, his pupils shrank slightly and returned to normal in an instant, and his expression shook his head in confusion.

Brother Pao found no flaws. He was disappointed and took back the portrait and intimidated the man with a harsh voice.

"Get out, if you see the person in the portrait, go to the tobacco shop at the entrance of the alley to report the news. I have called Feng Long, and you will benefit you at that time."

"Yes, yes, I understand, I will do it."

The man nodded like pounding garlic, and watched several brothers swaying away, a trace of inexplicable expression flashed in his eyes, and he quickly walked to a yard and opened the door and walked in.

A few minutes later, a few heads slowly stretched out from the corner of the wall in the distance. It was the guy who had just left. One of them looked at Feng Long in confusion.

"Longtou, this kid is just a poor teacher. Why are we staring at him?"

He looked at the courtyard with his eyes and patted the questioner's head with his hand: "You ha, there are so many questions, this turtle son's bag is worth a lot of money, poor teacher, I'm a pussy!

Hurry up and report to Weiwu Kiln┴zi (Police Station) and remember. If the other party asks, you will say that you are a man who has been with Feng Long and have received the reward from the Military Commission. I will do it to the end. Go quickly."

The listener ran away quickly with joy, and his eyes turned around after passing Zhulong, spread his hands to a nearby intersection to stare at it, preventing the wealthy person he got ran away.

Small people have their way of survival and their unique survival wisdom, which should not be underestimated.

In that small courtyard, a man and a woman with an ordinary face were talking in a low voice in the bedroom, while talking, constantly looking out through the window.

"Baga, the people of the Republic of China have already mastered the appearance of four operation team members. Where is the Lord Zhongzuo and the others?

If the action team is found by the Republic of China, we will also be in danger. Miss Yamaguchi, do I need to go to the warning?"

The woman did not read him, and focused on the two books in front of her. She held a pen in her right hand and wrote on a stack of white paper, sneering.

"Thantian for his kindness, but no need. I want to know, are the agents of the Cabinet Intelligence Department as timid as you? If you have time to report the news, it is better to hurry up and find the password book."

The man who called Handa was so angry that his face turned red and his heart roared, "Damn Army Malu, if it was in the local area, I would definitely make you regret saying such rude words."

Seeing that he could not communicate, he simply sat next to the woman, took out the blank paper he had just bought from his briefcase and started working. He didn't expect the woman to speak again.

"Mr. Handa, you didn't buy paper in the same store. Our opponent is the Military Control Commission. Those guys have more sensitive noses than hunting dogs."

The woman had a serious expression, and she took her eyes off the books for the first time, staring at Banda intently.

Bantian felt a little guilty. In order to avoid trouble, he did not buy paper separately, but he could not lose face, so he pretended to be calm.
Chapter completed!