Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 16: Clue

"Well, I knew this, so I didn't kill you right away. Then how do you explain what was just now, I recognized it at a glance. It was Liu Agen who shot the gun, he is yours! Haha! , I even yelled at the mountain, you dare to say that you have not been bought by Chongqing." Ding Mocun said this, but the thumb closed the pistol hammer.

"Director, I was wronged, Director!" This old horse is not a rice bucket either. After noticing that Ding Mocun's attitude has loosened, he immediately hugged the opponent's thigh.

"I, Ma Fugui, can swear to the heavens that I have never had any contact with Chongqing. If there is half a lie, I will be run over by a trolleybus when I walk out. I am very loyal to the director, if I have half thoughts. If you want to murder the director’s mind, it’s hard to die. Director Ding, if you still don’t believe me, Captain Wu can give me proof. He knows what kind of person my old horse is, Director Ding." The man clutched the trousers of Ding Mo Village and shed tears, as if a loyal dog was accidentally injured by the owner.

"Let go! What does this look like! Sit and answer me honestly." Ding Mocun pulled his leg out of the opponent's hand and winked at the men on both sides.

Immediately someone dragged a chair from the side. The two strong men pulled the tall thin man from the ground and searched under the ribs of the square waist. They didn't find a weapon, so they immediately pressed the man down. on the chair. The remaining agents took the guy out of their arms and placed them in a conspicuous place, with daggers and pistols.

"Ma Fugui, you also know our rules. Today, if you don’t make things clear, don’t want to get out of this room alive. If I really wronged you, someone from Ding specially offered wine to You apologize, we will still be **** brothers in the future. If I find out that you have lied, even if I let you go, the brothers here will not let you go.” Ding Mocun put the revolver beside him On the table, his subordinates had long offered him a chair, and the agent director reached out and dusted the hem of his suit and sat down.

"Let's talk, your confidant Liu Agen, why did you come to assassinate the Japanese Minister of Foreign Affairs? Do you know this?" Ding Mocun took out a cigarette case from his pocket.

"It's really wrong, Director Ding, I didn't know about this before, and Liu Agen was not my confidant." Ma Fugui said loudly.

"Cenan Nongzezi Road is like a hazi, and I saw that I took two Ningju bureaus to enjoy the Xiafei Road, but the western restaurant was a big dish. At that time, Wo Huanqi and Liu Agenge accused him of exhausting It’s not a matter of the fact that Sa Lifang has a draft ticket to invite you to various places. Now thinking about it, it’s like Naylor’s share of the spoils from his pro-Gomig Dongdi and Le Hai. (I’m **** you pighead as we are blind. , The day before yesterday, I saw you two sneakingly eating a big meal at the Xiafei Road Western Restaurant. At that time, I wondered how the poor ghost Liu Agen had the money to invite you to this place to eat. Now that I think about it, maybe I just took Chongqing. The money over there is sharing the spoils with you." A three-piece suit is straight, with at least half a catty of wax on his head, and he is so neat as to look like a Shanghai Tan Xiaokai spy.

"Li Qi, I have never offended you on weekdays. Nongfa will spit people at this time. It is not what he said, Director Ding." Ma Fugui turned his head and looked at Ding Mo Village.

"Liu Agen is really not my confidant. He originally watched the casino for others in Zhabei. Later, the Japanese entered Shanghai and the casino was closed. He went around messing around. Last year he followed Ding Jiankun for a while." Ma Fugui confessed.

"Ding Jiankun?" Ding Mocun held the cigarette with his fingers and gently pressed the lid of the cigarette case.

The Ding Jiankun in Ma Fugui's mouth was originally a hooligan who was in the Zhabei Qinggang in the west of Shanghai. His status in the gang is not very high, but the communication is very broad. After the Japanese Army occupied Shanghai, in order to establish its own grass-roots intelligence network in the local area, the Japanese Gendarmerie established a Huxi Intelligence Section with the help of the No. 76 Secret Service Headquarters, which is directly affiliated to Jisfeier Road 94. The military police headquarters of the number, and the person in charge is this person named Ding Jiankun.

The problem is that the dog can’t change eating shit, and the mud can’t support the wall. After the promotion, this section chief did not forget his own rogue character. Not only did he not collect much information for the Japanese, he was given it by the Japanese. Weapons, wantonly blackmailing the people and even armed looting of shops in Shanghai, and selling drugs into the concession under the name of the Japanese, defeated the Japanese army's little reputation among the top concessions.

Under pressure from the upper echelons, the Gendarmerie Command finally closed this department, confiscated all weapons issued, and demobilized all recruited traitors. In the eyes of Ding Mocun, the fate of the Huxi Intelligence Department was a lesson learned from the 76th. Some things are not impossible to do, but if they want to act like an idiot like Ding Jiankun, they are seeking their own death.

"Then when did he start contacting you." Ding Mocun took the cigarette, and his men immediately handed over the burning lighter.

"After coming out of the Huxi Intelligence Division, he had nowhere to go for a while, and he planned to return to his hometown for a while." Ma Fugui said.

"I remember his hometown is from Nantong." A spy interjected.

"Yes, he and I can be regarded as fellow villagers." Ma Fugui admitted: "But I have never contacted him before, I just heard of such a person."

"Don't interrupt, you continue to speak." Ding Mocun tapped the intervening man with his finger, then turned his face back and said to Ma Fugui.

"Yes, Director. Later, Brother Zhang of the old Simon found him an errand on the dock, so he didn't go back to his hometown. If he had gone back then, there would be no other things." Ma Fugui sighed. To.

"Brother Zhang? From Ningbo Chamber of Commerce?" Ding Mocun rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers. The relationship between Liu Agen was more complicated than he thought.

"Yes, but this Liu Agen is accustomed to being wild. After working on the dock for a few months, he considered low-paying and heavy work. He fought with others and ended up resentment, so he quit his job there. At this time he I don't know where I heard from, so I came and rushed to me, wanting to find a bite to eat on the 76th." Ma Fugui confessed.

"Is the number seventy six a place where people can come in casually?" Ding Mocun took a cigarette.

"I said the same at the time, Director. But he was really pitiful, he was a fellow countryman, and he was really good at it, so I let him be named in my group. From me every month Take the 30 yuan allowance, and the bonus for the mission is calculated separately. He also participated in several actions before and after, and his performance was very good. Although he seems to be my person, I only call him when I have something to do. , I don’t have more contacts with him.

Speaking of not afraid of your jokes, the meal the day before yesterday was his first treat. I used to pay for it when I went out. I want to mention here. At the time, I was also skeptical. He usually bet on **** and eat up every month. He has no savings at all. Where can the money come from to treat guests? As a result, he said that someone asked him to make a big deal, which was only the fixed money received in the previous period. When the deal was completed, he would take the money back home to buy land and beg his wife. Because I took good care of him during this period, he invited me A meal as a thank you. "Ma Fugui did not forget to separate himself from the relationship in his confession.

"Who did he tell you to do business with?" Ding Mocun asked coldly, reaching out and squeezing out the cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"He didn't say at the time, he had a mysterious look, but his words revealed that the other party's background is very big, and he can walk sideways in Shanghai." Ma Fugui replied.

"Huh? Then who did you think the other party would be?" Ding Mocun stood up and walked in front of Ma Fugui, and took another cigarette from the cigarette case.

"I didn’t think too much at the time. I thought he was bragging. The money was either won by gambling or stolen from elsewhere. Desperadoes like him would Is there a powerful boss who does business with him. If he can walk sideways in Shanghai, I'm afraid that he won't be able to use the manpower." Ma Fugui raised his face to Ding Mocun with a flattering smile.

"Rice bucket! Stupid!" Ding Mocun suddenly rounded his arm and slapped Ma Fugui twice.

"Since you feel suspicious, why not report it to your superiors right away! Even if he is not your confidant, he is also your subordinate. Now that he has done such a big thing, others don’t care about your relationship with him, but You will find the head of No. 76. You know what a disaster this time has caused. Maybe the future of hundreds of people will be ruined in this matter~IndoMTL.com~Ding Mocun said After throwing away the cigarette in his hand, he grabbed Ma Fugui by the hair. Several spies immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ma Fugui's body, hands and feet. The director of the secret agents began to punch the hapless face and hammer hard.

Ding Mocun did not conceal his anger at the moment. He attacked his unresistible subordinates like a beast. His eye sockets were cracked, the bridge of his nose was broken, the front teeth were knocked out, and the blood began to scatter.

Finally, the perpetrator did not have very strong physical strength, and after two minutes of frantic beating, he soon became breathless.

Ding Mocun stood up from Ma Fugui, who was already in a coma and curled up on the carpet, and his men handed over a white towel that had been soaked in water.

"Go and call a few more people, immediately send him back to the headquarters and put him in the dungeon. No one is allowed to see him without my permission. Remember, I said it was anyone, including Director Li. Inside, do you understand?" Ding Mocun wiped the blood on his fist with a towel. Because he touched his teeth, the skin on the knuckles was a bit damaged. The blood of the victim and the murderer quickly stained the towel red.

"Understood, Director!" the agents answered sparsely.

"The matter is big, do you understand? This time the matter is big!" The director of the secret service scanned the subordinates in the room with a stern look. Every spy he saw, even if it was the most vicious in the week. At this moment, he lowered his head respectfully.

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