Guo Jinyao looked at Zuo Zhong and others who came in with a wry smile, and begged in a very humble tone: "Sir, please let Guo go. I really don't know who the superiors are. This must be a misunderstanding."

Coupled with the scars all over his body, this scene is really sad for those who hear it, and sheds tears for those who see it, which makes people feel pity.

But Zuo Zhong and the others are used to seeing this. To describe it in a cold-blooded way, if they see it too much, their hearts will naturally become hardened.

"Really? Then the new Russian-made radio stations, military intelligence and weapons we found in your store are also misunderstandings. Don't take us for fools."

After hearing this, Gui Youguang was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped him hard. What does it mean to tell lies with your eyes open? This is called lying with your eyes open.

If concealing weapons may be for self-defense, then as for strictly controlled radio stations and intelligence, there is no other possibility except that the other party is a spy.

"What, this has nothing to do with me. I don't understand why they are in my store. Maybe someone wants to frame me. Please investigate, sir."

The shocked Guo Jinyao gave an explanation that even an idiot would not believe. Leaving aside the information, a radio station on the market in Jiacheng now costs at least a thousand dollars.

Who would spend such a high price to frame a small business owner of an oil mill? With this kind of money, just a few pao brothers can kill (separate) his whole family several times.

The bald man almost laughed angrily. He had seen tough-talking people, but never such tough-talking people. He picked up a bottle of epinephrine while grinning, preparing to let the other party know how powerful he was.

"There is light, please be calm and don't be impatient. Haha, Mr. Guo, don't talk nonsense. I will give you another chance. If you still don't cherish it, then don't blame us for not following the rules of Qiaohu."

Zuo Zhong interrupted Gui Youguang's movements and said with a smile: "You are from Gan Province, right? The police station file says that your parents, wife, and children are all working in the countryside to make a living.

This is not good. My people have invited my uncle, aunt, sister-in-law and eldest nephew to come to Qiangcheng. It will be wonderful for your family to be reunited, don’t you think?"

When Guo Jinyao heard this, his expression suddenly became tense, his body twisted a few times unconsciously, and he looked pitifully at Zuo Zhong.

"Sir, Mr. Guo always makes money in a friendly manner, both in life and in business. He has never offended anyone. Please give me some guidance and let me know where I went wrong. I will definitely change it."

Gu Qi shook his head at the side. Some people were determined not to give up until they reached the Yellow River. They were not sure how they could arrest people. The other party was questioning the professionalism of the Secret Service.

However, Wu Chunyang heard some clues from it. He found that the target did not seem to care about the safety of his family because the target kept emphasizing that he had not made any mistakes.

What should a person do when a family member is threatened? It can be anger, threats, or begging for mercy, but it should not be about shirking responsibility.

With such a reaction, Guo Jinyao is either a beast who doesn't recognize his relatives, or he is so confident that he has no fear of his family being settled by the government.

"Guo, you're still pretending to be stupid, right?"

Being provoked again and again, Gui Youguang grabbed the opponent's collar with his left hand and raised his right hand high to give the guy a heavy punch to show off the power of the great memory recovery technique.

When he thought about it, murder and heart-wrenching were all pointless. The purpose of interrogation was to use the most brutal means to completely break down the suspect's psychological defenses, and to talk less nonsense and beat the person more.

"Wait a minute."

However, before his fist could land, Zuo Zhong stopped him again. Then Zuo Zhong came to Guo Jinyao, remained silent for a moment and bent down, staring at the target with both eyes.

At this time, the distance between them was only a dozen centimeters, and they could clearly hear each other's breathing, and their breathing rhythms were surprisingly in sync.

"You're controlling the pain."

In the quiet interrogation room, Zuo Zhong suddenly spoke and looked into Guo Jinyao's eyes quietly.

"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about."

Guo Jinyao denied without changing his expression, his posture still very low, for fear of angering Zuo Zhong.

"Well, okay, let's take it as what you said is true. You should know about NK~VD, right? Let me remind you of two more keywords, Wangjiadun Airport, Red Russian Chef, have you thought of anything now?"

Hearing the other party's quibbles, Zuo Zhong smiled lightly and showed his trump card straight to the point, wanting to hear how the other party would explain.

Guo Jinyao did not panic when he heard this, but asked in surprise: "How did the commander know that Guo had been to Wangjiadun Airport? I have never told anyone about this."

Then he explained in a seemingly honest manner: "I am the owner of an oil shop. Of course, my meeting with the Hong Russian chef was for business. To be honest, I gave him a lot of benefits for this matter.

As for N...KV, this is the first time I've heard of it. What is it? Is it a foreign thing? I'm really sorry, I've never been interested in those foreign things."

Doing business? Not a bad reason.

The response to NK~VD is also very clever. Firstly, it shows that his memory is not good, and secondly, an ordinary person really shouldn't know the English abbreviation of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications of the Russian Federation.

Zuo Zhong's smile did not fade, he straightened up, clapped his hands toward the door, and turned to look at the target: "Mr. Guo, it's not that I don't believe you, as the saying goes, there is no basis for it.

Whatever the truth is, why don't we listen to what your business partner has to say, come on, please invite our second guest in quickly."

Following his order, a man wearing a Red Russian military uniform was pushed into the interrogation room. He stumbled and fell to the ground. The rough cement floor immediately scratched the other man's palm.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong shook his head, came to the man's side and helped him up, saying angrily: "Oh, Mr. Gennadi, how could you be so careless? Come on, get up."

"Sugabule!"

Faced with his kindness, Gennady, the chef at Wangjiadun Airport, opened his mouth and said "Red Russian~the quintessence of the country". If he didn't have weapons on his hands and feet, Zuo Zhong would have to do anything.

"Who are you? I am a Red Russian soldier. I came to the Republic of China to help you resist the Japanese invasion. You should not be treated like this! I want to accuse you of your atrocities to Commander Wei!"

I saw Gennady raising his shackled hands and shouting loudly amidst the clattering sound, very much like a revolutionary martyr who was persecuted by the reactionaries.

It is understandable that he reacted so violently. Anyone who went out to buy food and was knocked unconscious by a group of men in black and taken to the interrogation room would be angry, let alone a member of the Red Russian military.

"Haha, don't be angry, Mr. Gennady."

The smiling Zuo Zhong looked a little bit self-indulgent. He raised his hand and asked the little agent who was about to teach him a lesson to leave first. Then he told the agent in half-fluent Russian the reason why he had invited him here.

"Let me introduce, this is the Secret Service of the Military Council of the Nationalist Government. To put it in a more understandable way, it is equivalent to the NK~VD of your country. I think the name should be familiar to you, right?

I invited you here today to verify something. According to the investigation, you had private contact with Mr. Guo. At the same time, we found radio stations, intelligence and weapons in his residence.

The Chinese believe that a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring of water. Your country helps us. The government will remember this in their hearts and dare not forget it. However, this does not mean that we can accept illegal intelligence activities from our allies.

I don’t know what Mr. Gennady’s explanation is for this, and I have to remind you that according to current international practice, spies cannot enjoy the treatment of prisoners of war, even if you are an active-duty soldier of the Red Russia.”

The interrogation room became extremely quiet. Gennady, who had been shouting about accusations just now, closed his mouth and his tall body began to tremble slightly.

Anyone with a bit of common sense would understand how serious the crime of engaging in illegal intelligence activities was. He was not shot dead on the spot because the government was giving Red Russia face.

Thinking of this, Gnady trembled and shouted: "No, I am not a spy, I just asked Guo to purchase some cooking oil. Yes, this is what you allowed, and it is not an intelligence activity.

I have no idea who Guo is, and I promise not to reveal any of your secrets to him except for a piece of paper containing the daily amount of cooking oil required for the airport kitchen."

His reaction confused Gu Qi, Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang. They couldn't help but wonder if they had found the wrong person. Why were members of the most elite intelligence agency in Red Russia so miserable?

But then I thought about it, could this unbearable performance be a disguise? In that case, it would be understandable. After all, the other party is also a well-known NK~VD in the international intelligence community.

Anyone who dared to look down on the other party went to dig potatoes in the Gula~Gershu~ crime camp. The three of them immediately heightened their vigilance and decided to treat the following interrogation work with the most rigorous attitude.

Zuo Zhong glanced at his subordinates, with a smile on his face. He turned around and walked to the presiding chair to sit down. He took a cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke to look at the calm Guo Jinyao.

"Mr. Guo, okay, it's okay. You can leave after you finish your subsequent confession. I'm very sorry to have delayed you for so long because of our work mistakes. Please understand.

In addition, please do not leave Qicheng for the time being. The matter of the radio station and weapons still needs to be investigated. If necessary, we may ask you to cooperate with us. Do you understand?

The same goes for Mr. Gennady. Our Secret Service is not interested in the financial transactions between you and Mr. Guo, and for diplomatic reasons, we will not notify the China Aid Air Force."

After saying these words, he closed the inquiry transcript, tightened the pen cap, put the pen in his outer pocket, stood up and prepared to leave.

Gu Qi and the other three were stunned on the spot. Are they going to let him go? Is it really a good idea to end the case so hastily? You must know that both the committee and the director are paying attention to this case.

Not to mention them, even Gennadi and Guo Jinyao looked in disbelief. A spy case should be fought to death without opening a word. Why did it end so hastily?

But Gnady, who had narrowly escaped death, quickly reacted, expressed his gratitude to Zuo Zhong with tears in his eyes, and patted his chest and promised that he would never cooperate with people of unknown origin in the future.

The strangest thing was Guo Jinyao. As the first suspect in the espionage case, not only was he not happy when he was released, but he had a solemn expression and held back his last words for a long time.

"Actually, I have something to confess..."

①Brother Pao is inherited from Brother Laohui and is a dynamic group. It originated in Hubei and Hunan provinces and is not only found in mountain cities.
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