Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Zhou Weiguo sat up and looked at Fang Shengli who ran to the door and spread his hands; "What trouble can I cause?"

No trouble, no trouble. Someone from the Lixing Special Service Department appeared in the duty room, and it was led by an officer.

That group of people were asking which dormitory Zhou Weiguo was in. This was really causing trouble.

There's nothing wrong with his secret service.

"Speak up." Fang Shengli saw Zhou Weiguo didn't speak and wanted to ask something, but he heard footsteps from behind. He sighed and stood aside, shrinking his neck; "Forget it, if you have anything to say, just tell them."

Three men in black Mao suits came in, and then came a lieutenant colonel.

"Hello, sir." Liu Yuan and others quickly stood up and saluted.

The expressionless officer glanced at the people present and asked, "Who is Zhou Weiguo?"

"Reporting to the commander, it's me." Zhou Weiguo quickly jumped off the bed, put on his shoes and saluted.

The officer looked Zhou Weiguo up and down for a moment and turned around; "Come with us."

Liu Yuan knew that this group of people was set up by Lixing Society. He was a little panicked. His second brother had not done anything, so how could he have attracted people from Lixing Society?

"Sir, what's going on? Zhou Weiguo..."

"Don't ask about things that are not your business." The officer glanced at Liu Yuan, said something stiffly, and left the dormitory with Zhou Weiguo.

After going downstairs, I saw a military car parked on the side of the road, not a black prison van.

Even if it was a prison van, he was not afraid, he had not done anything. Even if he had done something, his father and future father-in-law were senior members of the Tongmenghui, and he would have to call the principal of the military school "uncle". If he did some more, he could also claim that the nominal supreme leader, Mr. Lin, was a relative to him.

Zhou Wei exaggeratedly discovered that his backing was really strong.

After getting on the car, the car quickly left the gate of the military academy. The lieutenant colonel sitting next to Zhou Weiguo leaned back and asked comfortably, "You don't seem to be afraid at all."

"Only those with something to hide will be afraid. Students have a clear conscience. There is nothing to be afraid of." Zhou Weiguo answered without looking away.

The officer nodded slightly. "How did you determine that he was a Japanese spy?"

"Hands. There are calluses on the palms of his hands, which is caused by holding a knife frequently. There are also calluses on his right index finger. If someone does not often touch a gun, there will be no such calluses. And this person is not of low status, he is holding a pistol."

After careful analysis, the officer made an assessment and then took out a pen, wrote a few words on the notebook beside him and closed it. "Don't be nervous. The man insisted that he was not a spy. We asked you to go just to confront him and make him die with conviction."

The Lixing Society had a direct interrogation department, but this involved Japanese spies, and this time the interrogation was conducted in Laohuqiao Prison.

The gloomy prison was a bit damp, and the dim lights on both sides made it look even more terrifying.

Iron fences appear every time you walk a certain distance forward, and there are soldiers carrying rifles at the entrance of the iron fences.

The smell of blood, moldy straw, and some foul odor that could not be dissipated hit his nose. Zhou Weiguo followed the officer and stopped in front of a door.

The square windows welded with iron bars were flashing with light, and heat was blowing in the face.

dong dong dong...

After three knocks, the door inside opened, and a man in a white shirt with his collar unbuttoned and beads of sweat on his forehead nodded and opened the door.

Zhou Weiguo went in and saw the situation inside at a glance: a table, a desk lamp, a pen and a folder on it, and several interrogators were organizing interrogation tools.

There were tiger benches, pepper water, branding irons, iron brushes and everything in between. On another table, there were bamboo sticks, bayonets, daggers and even scissors.

The man Zhou Weiguo had captured was tied to a cross. There were bloodstains on his body, and it looked like he had been beaten a lot.

"Let's see what you can do." The lieutenant colonel sat on a chair and pointed at the spy who was already a little tired.

Zhou Weiguo said "OK" and walked up to the man, looked at him for a while, and patted his face with his hand; "He is thin, with hard bones and a hard mouth."

"Sir, I'm innocent. I'm not a Japanese spy. I'm innocent. I just stole something." The man who was woken up wailed with a sad face.

"Don't try to hide the truth. Your rough hands have already betrayed you. I really can't understand how serious a thief's problem is that he would practice knife and gun skills every day." Zhou Weiguo walked around and took a bayonet. While speaking, he scratched his fingernails with the bayonet and raised his head; "It's better to speak up sooner and save some pain."

The rustling sound of fingernails is very uncomfortable to listen to.

"I... I don't understand what you are talking about." The man avoided Zhou Weiguo's gaze and retracted his hand.

With just one glance, Zhou Weiguo was certain that this was not a Japanese spy.

"Tell our commander your position, rank and name. Otherwise, I will find ten thousand ways to make you speak, but I don't like fighting and killing." Zhou Weiguo patted his face with a dagger; "Understood."

"Sir, I am really wronged."

"I'm wrongly accusing you." Zhou Weiguo stabbed the bayonet into the other person's arm, then thrust it upwards and scraped off a piece of flesh from the man.

The lieutenant colonel glanced at him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

I really didn't realize that this guy is also such a cruel and ruthless person.

"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Do you really think I'm that easy to talk to? I'm warning you. If you don't tell the truth, I will make you a man for the rest of your life, but he is not a man. I will make it still exist, but it doesn't exist. I guarantee you won't die. How about it? Do you want to give it a try?"

As Zhou Weiguo spoke, he took out the bayonet and then cut off the man's belt.

Under the well-maintained skin, a diaper that couldn't be whiter appeared, which made Zhou Weiguo sigh; "That's it, what kind of spy are you? At least you disguised yourself as one of us, can't you change the diaper into a pair of shorts?"

Zhou Weiguo cut the diaper open with disdain and patted it with his bayonet; "It's too small."

"Bakayarō." The cold touch of the bayonet made Hashimoto Saburo so angry that he cursed. He never thought that he was just trying to use theft to get caught by the police and then put in prison to complete his mission.

This is something that happens every day in Nanjing, but you get arrested just for doing it yourself.

"Sir, I have completed my task. Do you think it's okay?" Zhou Weiguo threw away his bayonet, turned around and saluted.

If you can't find out the answer, then it's the Lixing Society's business.

"Okay, you can go now. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."

"Don't worry, sir. I have never been to this place before."

The Lixingshe is a secret agency and has the right to act first and report later. No matter where you are, it is best to have as little contact with them as possible.

As Zhou Weiguo left, a second lieutenant came up to the lieutenant colonel and said, "Fourth brother, this guy is really a talent. If we can let him join our Lixing Society, we will be even more powerful in the future."

The lieutenant colonel glanced at the person in front of him who was smiling ingratiatingly. To be honest, he also wanted to do it, but he could only think about it.

"Forget about it. We can't afford this person."