The next morning, Zuo Chong was accompanied by Song Minghao to the air defense force located in the north of Huangshan’s official residence, and military green tents stood in the camp.

The people living here were all poisoned officers and soldiers. At this time, these people looked pale and lay weakly on the camp bed making a humming sound, cursing and cursing.

"I'm going to live, doctor! Doctor, I can't pee."

"Very~"

"Come on, someone is vomiting blood again."

Several medical staff wearing white clothes ran into the tent and quickly treated the wounded and sick. In fact, they were just losing some saline treatment.

The sea outlet of the National Government was blocked by the Japanese, leaving only Guangdong Province, with various strategic materials stretching out, and no one would use precious medicines on a group of big soldiers.

Besides, if you are not in danger of life, you should vomit blood. If you vomit, you will get used to it. Maybe the blood stasis will be relieved faster. Anyway, this is what the military doctors told Zuo Chong.

"Deputy Director Zuo, please see. In order to get the wounded and sick to recover as soon as possible, we specially arranged elite soldiers from the Army Hospital to come for treatment. The poisoned people are in a relatively stable mood at present."

"Ah~ I can fly~"

Not only him, but also the officers and soldiers in the camp fell asleep one by one. The cold wind whimpered and the canvas on the tent kept clattering.

The vice president from the Army Hospital was introducing that a soldier in a daze rushed out of the tent and rushed towards the cliff like crazy. Behind him were several angels in white holding syringes and restraint belts.

They are all anti-Japanese righteous men. They cannot die at the hands of the Japanese, but instead die at the hands of their own. Besides, if the Japanese spy is not treated in time, the case will be difficult to solve. Go quickly."

Why didn't the air defense force discover such obvious means of poisoning?

Because this is so normal, anyone who has eaten this kind of big pot of rice knows that it is not surprising that anything appears in the pot, such as soil, insects, etc., and the bark is considered to be extra dishes.

Amid the noisy shouts, Zuo Chong and Gu Qi and Ling Sanping stood in the corner and whispered to discuss something. When he saw Song Minghao coming, he waved and raised his voice to inquire.

Such shameless people must be found. If they fight against the Japanese in the future, the other party suddenly comes out and stabs the knife in the back, who can bear it?

Song Minghao, covered in mud and grass, said a few words to the little spy. After taking the notes and looking at the moonlight leaking from the clouds, he saw that it was full of words.

"Record, the target is about 77, 17:15 minutes to eat, and it is expected to drink half a bowl of 200 ml, body temperature 37.2, pulse 113 times per minute, breath 21 times per minute, high pressure 144, low pressure 90."

The person he called Lao Du was about forty years old and honest. Seeing that Lingzhang was a lieutenant, this man covered his stomach and said in pain after hearing the lieutenant's question.

No wonder it is impossible to determine who poisoned the vegetable soup. Japanese spies only need to pretend to pass by and throw the bark of oleander into the pot or wait for the vegetables to be put into the pot to complete the poison.

The victims of righteous indignation used local dialects to express their inner anger.

Text records and drawings in low-visual environments are the basic skills of intelligence personnel. He roughly checked the contents and immediately walked out of the military camp after confirming that there was no problem.

We must ensure the authenticity of the registration signs. This is related to whether we can find Japanese spies and work hard. When the case is over, I will ask the commission for me.”

When encountering this situation, the spies were not angry and asked patiently over and over again until the other party answered the question honestly, and asked the person being questioned to sign and seal it.

"Old Song, how about it? Is there no situation?"

The most active speakers in the crowd were the Second Lieutenant and Lao Du. The method proposed by both received unanimous praise from everyone, and there were constant cheers in the tent.

“Have the conversation been recorded?”

Tsk, the morale of the army is available.

What kind of treatment is this? It’s all up to the human body’s natural metabolism. So what do they need to do? The Military Control Commission can do it. Just let the wounded drink more hot water.

"Remember it, Deputy Director Song."

Uncovered the heavy lid of the pot, left Chong stretched his head to look at the spoiled vegetable soup inside. The gray-white cabbage leaves were mixed with a few dark brown bark, which looked very conspicuous.

"Old Du, after asking so many things, did they find out something? And those doctors, who looked at people with gloomy eyes, especially the little white face, made me feel nervous."

"MD, you know how to catch your own people if you are anything!"

The content of the question is very complicated, including basic information such as name, age, past experience, resume, as well as rumors such as military personnel and relationships.

"Statistics, No. 75, No. 77, included..."

In one of the tents, a second lieutenant of the air defense force spitted hard in the direction of the gate, then leaned his head and fell on the bed, put his hands behind his head and looked at the next bunk.

In the darkness, two figures slowly stood up from behind the tent where the lieutenant and others were, and tiptoed to the remote place. One of them asked the other.

Lao Du and everyone else agreed. The military attaches the most importance to the friendship between comrades. After all, when you go to the battlefield, the only one who can save your life is the comrades beside you.

"Well, give it to me, you go back and continue to supervise~ Listen, I will report to the deputy director."

Guqi was speechless about the magical operation of the Army Hospital. After hearing the instructions of the deputy director, he said ok and immediately turned around to contact Ling Sanping.

Song Minghao came to the command center and nodded to the guards, quickly walked into the largest tent. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two large blackboards with curved diagrams.

As Zuo Chong said, data and body reactions will not deceive people. It is easy for Japanese spies to lie, but it is difficult to deceive these doctors with intelligence foundation and proficient in medical science.

"Then I don't know. Maybe I found some clues, otherwise it would be impossible to mobilize such a large number of troops. I heard that the Military Control Commission is very powerful, and maybe it can be found who poisoned it.

Zuo Chong sighed silently, then walked around the locked kitchen. It was not accurate to say that the kitchen was. To be precise, this was just a simple shed made of wooden sticks and tart cloth, and was airtight on all sides.

"Hmph, it's better."

"Record, target 76, 18:00 meal, drink a bowl of 300 ml, body temperature 37.8, pulse 121 times per minute, breath 25 times per minute, high pressure 150, low pressure 85."

Poisoning of oleander can cause confusion and confusion, and in severe cases, it may cause illusion. It seems that this person drank a lot of soup that day and has not yet been completely awake.

During this period, many Ling Sanping, who had not appeared in the show, rushed to the hospital with the doctor from Renxin Hospital. They measured the body temperature, pulse, breathing and blood pressure data for the poisoned person.

He hesitated for a moment, and Guqi, who was following him, said: "Notify Ling Sanping and ask him to bring our own medical staff and medicines to treat the poisoned person as much as possible, and record the signs and data.

The officers and soldiers were very resistant to this. They were all going to be poisoned to death. These spies knew that they were asking questions. They didn't even catch the shadow of the murderer. They were still elite. I tui~

No one is stupid. He clearly suspects that they didn't tell the truth, so the poisoned people all talked about him and refused to cooperate with the investigation.

"yes."

While Zuo Chong was checking on the spot, the two spies entered the tent in groups of three or three, and interrogated the poisoned person with paper and pen, with the reason being to verify the previous confession.

For example, whoever spends money does not match the economic situation, who often leaves the military camp, and the intelligence gathering work of meal time and how much food is hidden in these problems.

He skillfully drew a big cake, poured chicken soup into the old fried dough sticks hard, and then watched a burst of smoke and dust rolling up under the other person's feet and disappeared in front of him.

When it comes to the excitement, everyone gives you a word. I discuss how to torture the damn traitor. After brainstorming, I really came up with a few good ideas.

Even the brothers who eat with a horse spoon are still a personal one? This time they are poisoning, will they be shot and shot next time? Brothers, are you right?”

In the midst of a chaos of war, Zuo Chong nodded to Song Minghao, who was standing beside him: "Old Song, let's start, ask, record one by one, and wait for Dr. Ling.

"Record, target 75, 17:20 meal, drink half a bowl of 150 ml, body temperature 37.3, pulse 115 times per minute, breath 22 times per minute, high pressure 145, low pressure 90."

More than a dozen small spies walked around in front of the blackboard, marking the curve chart with chalk, and looking down at the information at hand, and kept shouting in a low voice.

The temporary command of the Military Control Commission is located on an open space one or two hundred meters away from the military camp, so that the scene can be guarded nearby and intelligence leakage can be prevented.

After a long time, the conversation slowly stopped. The excited lieutenant was still talking nonstop the previous second, but closed his eyes and snored the next second, which shows that swearing is also a hard work.

Zuo Chong looked at the scene in amazement and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he coughed lightly and sent the military doctor away. He was afraid that he could not help but punch the other party.

After this procedure, the day passed quickly and the sky became darker and darker. The doctors who completed the sign records and confession verification, and the spies left the camp one after another.

The lieutenant snorted coldly, turned around and said viciously, "If I catch the poisoned person, I must deal with this Wang Badan well.

As for the doctor, it is better than the previous group of Dr. Zimeng Gu. I understand. Even if I die of illness and pain in the future, I will never be able to go to the Army Hospital."

After vomiting and diarrhea for several days, they are so weak that they can't even beat a chicken. All they can do is to enjoy their mouths here, and they treat it as psychological treatment.

"No, everything is normal, and the written records are made."

Song Minghao shook his head and handed over the supervisor's notes.

This result is within Zuo Chong's expectation. Their enemy is a professional spy, not the trash of the Central Commission for Discipline, and will definitely not reveal their identities in daily conversations.

Now we can see if we can find the abnormality from the data. He took the record and looked at it, then threw it back, watching his subordinates continue counting.
Chapter completed!