Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

At that time, Rabbit and Foot Basin Chicken had not yet established diplomatic relations (they only established diplomatic relations in 1972). Almost everyone with such a name in China was a good person. Moreover, the enemy spy who captured Foot Basin Chicken had a greater contribution. How could Zhao Shanhe not be happy?

Since it has been confirmed that the other party is an enemy spy, Zhao Shanhe took Jia Dongxu back to the detention room. He will wait until tomorrow morning to deal with the gamblers and sort out some messy things in the detention room before returning to the interrogation room to interrogate Fujita Kanehito.

He took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Fujita Kanehito. Although the other party was handcuffed to the chair in the interrogation room, he was still able to smoke with his hands.

This was also the solution Zhao Shanhe came up with. He would try the soft approach first. If the other party didn't accept the toast, he would use the tactics in "The Sound of Wind" and "The Hidden Man".

In fact, it was a clear violation for Zhao Shanhe to interrogate the other party alone, but the time was 12 o'clock in the morning, and he didn't even call Tang Zhiwei to report his work. Who would know that he was interrogating a prisoner?

"Mr. Fujita, first of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Shanhe, and I am the chief of the public security department here. I believe you also know China's attitude towards the enemy spies. If you still want to live, please tell me in detail what you have done since you came to China, including your superiors and subordinates.

The clearer your explanation is and the more contributions you make, the easier it will be for me to plead for you in front of the leader.

You also know that our policy is to be lenient to those who confess and severe to those who resist.”

Fujita Kanehito smoked slowly, and his thoughts seemed to go back many years ago...

"Chief Zhao, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I tell you this. After 20 years, someone finally listens to my secrets. I guess you don't understand how painful it is to keep a secret, but I'm finally free...

I arrived in Huaxia in 1941. At that time, I was about the same age as you. It was still wartime, and even the department I worked in was not the current WZ agency, but TGK...

I don’t need to recount what happened in 45. My superiors gave me the order to stay dormant in China and wait for activation. This dormancy lasted for nearly 10 years...

During these 10 years, I had no friends or relatives, and I didn’t even dare to get married, for fear that my identity would be exposed if I talked in my sleep. It wasn’t until 54 that someone from above activated me. From then on, my superior was a doctor, and his code name was Scalpel.

Fujita Kanehito talked on and on for more than an hour, and Zhao Shanhe never interrupted him. He also knew how torturous it was to keep a secret, just like the little world in his heart.

The other party also smoked one cigarette after another until he said the word "scalpel", and Zhao Shanhe had to interrupt him.

"Mr. Fujita, is the scalpel you mentioned still in the city?"

Kanehito Fujita then realized that he had just told the story smoothly and had revealed his superior, but at this point he had almost given up.

"Yes, Scalpel is my superior. He is also my only contact in Sijiu City. However, he lives not far from Shaojiu Hutong. I guess he has already fled after hearing the gunshots."

Zhao Shanhe really wanted to slap the other party twice, saying, "You've been wasting time for all this time."

"Fujita, your unfriendly behavior will only accelerate your death. Delaying will not bring you any benefits. Now please tell me the address of this scalpel."

Fujita was not really stalling for time. He was just recalling every little detail of the past 20 years and forgot about it for a moment.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe's fierce eyes, he quickly explained.

"It's in Zhideqian Lane, not far from Shaojiu Hutong..."

After Zhao Shanhe got the address, he handcuffed the other party again, locked the interrogation room, and told the team members on duty that no one was allowed to approach Fujita Kanehito.

After giving the instructions, he didn't even ride his bicycle, but ran out of the steel mill and started running.

Although Fujita Kanehito said that the Japanese soldier named Scalpel might have escaped, Zhao Shanhe still planned to go over to take a look. He ran much faster than riding a bicycle, and he ran from the steel rolling mill to the vicinity of No. 10 Middle School in minutes.

Zhideqian Lane is right next to this middle school. Zhao Shanhe followed the address given by Fujita and turned a few corners before arriving at the dead end.

It was already 1:30 in the morning, and the alley was eerily quiet. His powerful five senses came in handy here as he could clearly hear the snoring, grinding of teeth, and farting of the nearby residents. He stood in front of the door of the last room, but there was no sound at all from inside.

Zhao Shanhe didn't go through the door, but jumped directly onto the wall. The small yard was dark as a black hole, but at this time, even if the other party had any backup plan, Zhao Shanhe had to bite the bullet and go in.

He didn't bring anyone else with him because, for one reason, too many people would make too much noise, and what if the old Japanese didn't run away and alerted the other party? Another reason was that he was skilled and brave, and he didn't believe that there was anyone in this city who could be more powerful than him. He guessed that his body had surpassed the limits of human beings.

When I jumped down from the wall, I felt I stepped on something. There was a crackling sound, and then I realized it was a pile of bottles and jars.

Well, there's no need to hide now. Just take out the flashlight and go straight in. You walk through the yard, avoid the messy cans on the ground, and finally arrive at the door of the house. As soon as he pushed the door open, Zhao Shanhe felt something was wrong.

A long black knife stabbed towards him. If Zhao Shanhe did not have strong five senses, he would have been hit for sure. The opponent should also be sure that he would hit him. Otherwise, if it was a bullet, Zhao Shanhe would definitely not be able to dodge it.

He dodged the blade by rolling over, which showed Zhao Shanhe's weakness that he had never learned any Kung Fu. Even if he had learned a few tricks, he would not be so embarrassed.

The old Japanese soldier didn't expect Zhao Shanhe to be able to dodge it. He was distracted for a moment and changed his stabbing to chopping. If he was hit by the chopping, it would not be a good thing.

Zhao Shanhe stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and with the powerful reaction force he retreated several meters away from the door. The jars along the way were unlucky and shattered all over the ground.

The old Japanese was surprised by the opponent's way of dodging, and thought that Zhao Shanhe had some kind of light skill. Just as he was about to chase and chop him forward, he saw the man on the opposite side wave his hand, and a pistol appeared in the other's hand.

Under the moonlight, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the old Japanese soldier, making him hold up his black long knife, not knowing whether to release or not, until Zhao Shanhe said.

"Put the knife down and put your hands up, or I'll shoot you, scalpel."

When he heard the word "scalpel", the old Japanese knew that Fujita must have been caught, because he was Fujita's superior and their group had a single line of communication.

He threw the knife to the ground. The knife was very heavy and a clear "bang" could be heard when it hit the ground. The old Japanese soldier did not raise his hands in surrender, but let his hands hang casually at both sides and said something unconvinced.

"Young man, if you have the guts, put your gun down. Don't you Chinese always say that you are the best in the world in Kung Fu? How can you be considered a hero if you use firearms?"