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The cold, dimly lit morgue is extremely empty, and any slight sound will echo.
The people lying on the hospital beds were not patients, but corpses covered with white cloths that had just died.
"What are you doing? Let me go. What did I do? Why are you arresting me?"
The ugly man, who was pinned down by Zhang Feng, roared and struggled feebly.
Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows. Did this guy think he was a policeman? interesting.
Without talking nonsense to him, he picked up the butt of the gun and hit him on the head. The hard butt of the gun immediately tore a gash in his head and blood flowed out.
The man roared in pain, but he also became more honest.
He pulled the man's hair and pushed the hair off the back of his head, but no scars were seen.
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He asked coldly: "Explain honestly what you have committed. I am giving you a chance to confess and be lenient. If you don't have conclusive evidence, do you think I will arrest you?"
There was clearly a trace of panic in the ugly man's eyes, but he said harshly: "You arrested the wrong person, I didn't do anything!"
"Hmph." Zhang Feng snorted coldly and said: "You are so stubborn! I have recorded the transaction between you and Maeda Dairo at the back door of the hospital a few days ago. Is there such a thing? Tell me, you What do you do in the hospital?"
Hearing this, the ugly man panicked completely and said with a trembling voice: "I... I am carrying dead bodies."
Zhang Feng frowned. No wonder he didn't find this guy at that time. When he saw him wearing a white coat and a mask, he thought he was a doctor. It turned out that he was carrying corpses in the morgue.
Continued to ask: "Tell me, tell the truth about all the transactions between you and Maeda Dairo!"
The ugly man's eyes flashed with struggle. Seeing this, Zhang Feng sneered, "It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin!"
He slowly took out the dagger from his pocket. The cold blade looked extremely eerie in the dark morgue.
Covering the ugly man's mouth, the sharp dagger slowly penetrated his thigh.
The ugly man's eyes widened and he wanted to struggle, but his body was tightly suppressed by Zhang Feng.
Stop inserting the dagger, Zhang Feng said coldly
Said: "I'll give you another chance, tell me!"
As the ugly man spoke slowly, Zhang Feng was so shocked that he couldn't believe his ears.
His teeth were clenching, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent!
Such a scumbag would not be an exaggeration even if he were executed by Lingchi. He was simply worse than a pig or a dog.
Seeing a wheelchair abandoned in the corner, Zhang Feng hit the ugly man on the neck with the butt of his gun.
He threw the unconscious ugly man in a wheelchair, put a mask on him, covered the wound on his thigh with clothes, and slowly pushed him out of the hospital.
He stuffed him into the trunk, turned around and got into the car, took out his cell phone from his pocket, dialed the gigolo's number, and said, "I have something to tell you, and I need your help with this matter." , relaying what the ugly man said to the gigolo.
After the gigolo was silent for a moment, he said in a serious tone: "Zhang Feng, can you guarantee the accuracy of this matter? It involves too many areas. If something goes wrong..."
Zhang Feng interrupted him abruptly: "I can guarantee it! Come and give me a guarantee!"
After another moment of silence, the gigolo said: "It is definitely too late to report the situation to the superiors and wait for a reply, but even if it is too late, I still have to report it. You wait for me for half an hour. I will arrive in Tokyo in half an hour. This time I will follow your orders."
"Good brother!" After saying that, Zhang Feng hung up the phone bluntly.
Now that the dancers have joined, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
He started the car and drove quickly towards Wuming Manor. After parking the car far away from the entrance of Wuming Manor, he sat in the car and waited quietly. Since the gigolo said half an hour, then wait for half an hour.
He smoked a cigarette from his pocket and after waiting for twenty minutes, Zhang Feng took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a text message to the gigolo.
On the other side, the gigolo was sitting in the car, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, and information was quickly fed back to the 01 base!
The 01 intelligence department was operating at high speed, and the 01 supreme commander received the information immediately.
Immediately shocked, all senior executives of 01 convened an emergency meeting, and Hua Yao was also among them.
"From the information fed back by our people, combined with our findings on Kunsha, we can confirm that Zhang
Feng's judgment was correct. Huayao, Zhang Feng is your man, what do you think? "
Hearing the sound, Hua Yao stood up and said: "Report, no one can stand by and watch such a thing happen, so I agree with Zhang Feng's action."
"Speak humanly!" The commander glared at Hua Yao and said angrily.
"Yes, we must not only kill the opponent, but also expose them completely. The little devils have been really good at making noises in the past few years. Let's see how they face the international public opinion this time! Hua Yao said carelessly.
The person in charge of the intelligence department said coldly: "There is no need for Zhang Feng to worry. He is acting without orders now. He couldn't help but ignore the order and even pulled the dancer in. Even if he could achieve his goal, he still couldn't do it. It will destroy the intelligence system we have worked so hard to build in Japan over the years.”
"I will not accept your fate. Moreover, the opportunity is fleeting. If you cannot seize it in time, you may not have another chance." Hua Yao also said tit for tat.
"Stop talking about it! I agree to this! Immediately contact the media through various channels, and report immediately after Zhang Feng and others complete the mission and withdraw. Huh. A national treasure-level scientist is anti-human, anti-society, and Japanese. How to explain."
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Half an hour is up.
Zhang Feng pulled out the pistol from his waist, turned on the safety and put it at hand, started the car, and the engine roared and roared.
Suddenly, it turned into an arrow and roared out, and its target was the gate of Wuming Manor.
On the other side, the gigolo staggered towards Professor Mitsui's apartment with his hands in his pockets.
As he approached, the guard standing at the door instantly became alert.
"Stop, private apartment." The guard said coldly, his hand already reaching behind his waist and resting on the butt of his pistol.
"Really? I'm sorry, I may have gone the wrong way." He said slowly, but the speed of his footsteps did not slow down. He walked towards the guard with long strides, and the distance between the two people continued to shorten.
When he was still five meters away, the bodyguard pulled out his pistol and said coldly: "Stop, or I will shoot right away."
The gigolo raised his head slightly, with a bright smile on his lips and crooked eyebrows. Coupled with his extremely evil appearance, the guard immediately panicked.