Spy war, I caught all the Japanese spies

But the fact is that China is now filled with smoke and flames of war.

The Japanese had no food to eat at home, so they went crazy. As soon as they entered China, they started to rob frantically.

Ye Yunfei knew nothing about all this, and even if he did, he wouldn't want to care.

Since he can't control it, he should just take care of his own business.

In fact, since Ye Yunfei left, he has never thought about taking care of these things again.

However, with great power comes great responsibility, and even though he doesn't want to care, the Jinling government has already set their sights on him.

The Jinling government was also greatly surprised when it received the news from Ye Yunfei.

So they held an emergency meeting.

Finally, the meeting unanimously passed a resolution that Song Zitao would go to find Ye Yunfei in person.

So, on the second day, Song Zitao took his team, secretly boarded a boat, and set off urgently.

A few days later, Song Zitao's team was arrested at the dock.

As soon as their ship docked, a group of special forces armed with live ammunition rushed onto the ship and took everyone on board under control.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I am Ye Yunfei's friend, I want to see Ye Yunfei, I want to see Ye Yunfei..."

Song Zitao raised his hands and screamed in fear.

The battalion commander leading the team was Yang Pengxiang.

Yang Pengxiang strode up to Song Zitao and looked him up and down.

"You said you are our Marshal's friend? How do you prove it?"

Song Zitao felt relieved when he heard this. These were indeed Ye Yunfei's men.

He immediately stopped panicking.

He put his hands down and was about to speak.

The special forces soldier holding a gun next to him immediately shouted, "What do you want to do? Put your hands up."

Song Zitao was startled and quickly raised his hands high.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot. I really am your Marshal's friend. My name is Song Zitao. If you don't believe me, just give your Marshal a call and you'll know."

Yang Pengxiang nodded and said, "Song Zitao, right? I can help you make this call and ask, but if you lie to me, you know the consequences."

Song Zitao said quickly: "Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. As long as you help me make this call, I will definitely thank you."

Yang Pengxiang immediately became interested and said with a laugh: "Thank me? How are you going to thank me?"

Song Zitao quickly said, "I'll give you money, okay?"

As a member of the Song family, he didn't believe that there was anything that couldn't be solved with money.

Unexpectedly, Yang Pengxiang's face turned cold and he said, "Are you insulting me?"

"what?"

Song Zitao was stunned and looked at Yang Pengxiang in disbelief.

Is it an insult if I give you money?

Do you know how many people want such insults but cannot get them?

Song Zitao said quickly: "Are you worried that I won't give you enough? Don't worry, I'll give you one big yellow croaker, no, two. As long as you help me find Ye Yunfei, I'll give you two big yellow croakers."

Yang Pengxiang immediately looked at him with disgust and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget about the big yellow croaker. How could our commander have a friend like you?"

Yang Pengxiang said this, shook his head and went out to make a phone call.

He only appeared when he arrived on the island, and he really didn't know this Song Zitao.

He just felt that this fat and big-eared Song Zitao didn't seem like a good person.

The call was transferred again and again, and finally reached Ye Yunfei's office.

Ye Yunfei now works in Wanbei's office. Wanbei City has also become the capital here.

As soon as Ye Yunfei answered the phone, he was stunned.

"What? What did you say? That person said his name was Song Zitao?"

Ye Yunfei was silent.

When he heard the name, he knew he was in trouble.

He thought about it for a long time and really wanted to say that he didn't know him and let him go back to where he came from.

But after thinking about it, he still held back.

Although he didn't want to be involved in domestic affairs anymore, he was still very curious about domestic affairs.

There is no way. Being on this island is like being disconnected from the rest of the world.

So he said, "He is indeed my friend. Don't hurt him. Bring him to my office!"

After getting confirmation, Yang Pengxiang returned to the dock and took Song Zitao off the boat.

As soon as Song Zitao stepped onto the dock, he was stunned.

Yes, all the coolies working at the dock were Japanese.

In those days, unless they wore special makeup, it was easy to tell the difference between Japanese and Chinese. At least they were different in clothing.

Song Zitao asked in disbelief: "Brother, are these all Japanese?"

Yang Pengxiang said: "My name is Yang Pengxiang, and I am a battalion commander. You are right, all these coolies are Japanese."

Song Zitao was shocked: "No, why are these Japanese so obedient? They are so proud and arrogant, why would they be willing to be obedient laborers here?"

Yang Pengxiang laughed at the time and said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you this. Now, all the Japanese on the island are slaves or second-class citizens.

These slaves were former fighters, second-class citizens, Japanese civilians who had never done anything evil before. The Japanese now would rather stay here as second-class citizens!

They are so poor in their country now that they don’t even have food to eat. Do you understand now?”

When Song Zitao heard this, his eyes widened.

I couldn't help but ask, "So, the Japanese were really defeated here?"

Yang Pengxiang said happily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Well, don't try to trick me. If you have any questions, go ask our commander-in-chief! I dare not say more to you now."

Song Zitao was speechless.

Soon, they left the dock and returned to Wanbei City.

When he entered the city, Song Zitao was speechless again.

Yes, from the outside, the whole city walls looked dilapidated.

But it was different once you entered the city. The city was full of people.

The current population of Taiwan, including the Japanese, should be between eight and nine million.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is that people nowadays are willing to go out, so there are more people on the streets.

The most important thing is that the street is still very prosperous.

Businessmen, vendors, and people shopping, all had happy smiles on their faces.

Those who pulled rickshaws and did coolies were actually Japanese.

Here, the natives are superior first-class citizens.

Most importantly, they have enough food. You can hardly see skinny Chinese people on the streets, let alone beggars.

Over the past few months, as those factories have gradually resumed operations, there have been many jobs and people's quality of life has gradually improved.

Anyway, compared to before, it is much happier.

The more Song Zitao looked, the more frightened he became.

How long has Ye Yunfei been here? And it has become like this?

This is too incredible, too unbelievable.

Finally, he arrived outside Ye Yunfei's office.

After the briefing, Song Zitao pushed open the door and walked in.