In the front yard, the lights were still a little dim at this time, but the students on the road could hardly see a single one.
After all, the school is over at this time, and students who should go home should have gone home early, and those who have not gone home should be in the dormitory in the backyard.
Even if there are those who stay in the classroom to study, there are only a few people.
Zhang Tianhao watched as the lights in the front yard dimmed, and a truck was parked there. A young man in plain clothes was standing aside smoking a cigarette.
The puff of smoke from the cigarette emits little bits of fire from time to time, giving people an inexplicable comfort.
Obviously the driver didn't care about what happened next. He believed that as long as a team of people went over and caught a female teacher, they would be able to catch her.
It doesn't take much effort at all.
This is not the first time they have arrested someone in the school. They believe that if they want to arrest someone, they can do it right away. What's more, this is a temporary emergency mission. Except for the one assigned by the superior major, no one else knows about this situation.
At this time, Zhang Tianhao had already jumped off the wall. After landing, he rolled on the ground and arrived at the front yard as light as a flying feather.
Taking advantage of the flower beds on both sides, he ran out very fast like a ghost cat. There was even a slight sound of wind on the ground, causing the ground to dance lightly and reluctantly a few times before he landed.
Gradually fell.
In the small bush, with the help of darkness and weak street lights, Zhang Tianhao moved really fast. In a blink of an eye, he had touched the back of the truck, and even looked at the driver across the truck with a bloodthirsty expression on his lips.
After all, when he thinks about killing people, he feels an inexplicable excitement. This obviously has a hint of battlefield syndrome. After all, this is a psychological problem.
But Zhang Tianhao didn't know that he had killed too many people in the past few days, which gave him a psychological hint that was difficult to detect for a while.
I carefully walked around the other side of the car and came to the front of the car. I lowered my body again and looked at the driver who was still smoking.
However, this time he not only smoked, but also walked to the flower bed on one side, looked around, then unzipped the belt of his pants and took out the guy.
"What the hell, bad luck!"
When Zhang Tianhao saw that the driver was so careless and even started peeing here, excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes, he bypassed the front of the car and accelerated directly.
In an instant, his speed increased to the maximum, and then he grabbed the driver's neck with one hand, without even giving him any chance to react.
When he heard the news, the spy was still prepared to take a look and see what the reason was.
But the two hands in front still haven't changed at all, they are still releasing water.
But the moment he turned his head, he suddenly felt a pain on the back of his neck, and then heard a click.
His neck was directly broken by Zhang Tianhao's punch, and he wanted to fall forward. But Zhang Tianhao's other hand grabbed his neck and kept him from falling.
The hands that were holding the water in front of him instantly let go, and then he held his neck and wanted to say something else.
"Oh oh oh——"
As a few ooh sounds sounded, the hands hugged the neck, but the water below was still flowing, but it was not as intense as before.
There was even a lot of urine on his pants.
"asshole!"
When Zhang Tianhao saw it, he was also very angry. It was difficult for him to handle such a corpse.
And he has to change into this kind of clothes. Isn't this causing trouble for himself?
"Damn it, I shouldn't have squeezed him to death at this moment. It should have been half a minute later. It's really unlucky."
However, at this point, he was quite helpless and dragged the body aside, then took off his clothes, especially his shirt, and changed directly into his school uniform.
Then Zhang Tianhao looked at the body of the young man opposite him. His makeup was a little behind, but at night, no one would notice.
He directly took the hat, the pistol, the documents on his body, and the money, and kept them all on himself.
It's a pity that it's only a dozen yuan, which is not much money at all. Under normal circumstances, he doesn't even want to take it and just throws it away.
But he did not do this. Instead, he began to use his powerful mental power to read the young man's memory. After all, he had just died and was not completely dead yet. His mental power could still read some memories.
Just a few pictures and names that kept appearing flashed through his mind, and he was already satisfied. At least this person's name was Han Shi. He was a spy of the Japanese Bamboo Agency and a Chinese, but after the Japanese
After more than four months of training, he became a glorious Japanese steward.
Several other people are almost the same, they are all Chinese and spies trained by the Japanese, but the leader is a Japanese named Zuo An Yishan.
After all, the Japanese still don't trust the Chinese, so the captain directly uses Japanese people.
After a brief cleaning, he put away the body, sat directly in the driver's seat of the truck, covered half of his face with the black hat, and then waited quietly.
After everything was taken care of on his side, things began in the backyard.
Zuo Ruyue and his wife were found by the Japanese anyway, and they were pulled out directly from the storage room where the things were hidden, and the handcuffs were even tighter.
But Zhu Weimin and Zuo Ruyue were also disappointed, but the nervous expressions on their faces were still self-evident.
Zuo An Yishan, the leader, was very happy when he saw two of them caught at once. He walked up directly and looked at the two people up and down.
"You are Zuo Ruyue. I thought you were a girl. I didn't expect you were an old lady. I'm really disappointed."
At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and held up Zuo Ruyue's chin tightly. He illuminated Zuo Ruyue's face a few times with the flashlight in his right hand, clearly seeing Zuo Ruyue's face.
But at this time, Zuo Ruyue was already disheveled. Apparently there was a conflict during the arrest, her hair was disturbed, and there were obviously several slap marks on her face.
And her clothes were even more so. There were even a few tears in her clothes. If it weren't for the winter cotton clothes, they would probably be gone.
Zhu Weimin next to him was even more miserable. His face was covered in blood after being beaten, and there were many footprints on his clothes. Even the classmates who looked around felt a sense of fear.
"Hey, isn't this Zhu Weimin and Accountant Zhu? I thought you had escaped from Shanghai, but it turns out you are still here. You really have no place to go after you have worn iron shoes. It took no effort to get here, so good!"
Zuo An Yishan suddenly laughed, like a victorious general.
As for those students, he looked them up and down, but in the end he didn't make a move. After all, now that he had caught the key culprit, he didn't dare to cause trouble, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Even he, the squad leader, couldn't bear it.
"Take them all away!"
He waved his hand, and no matter how the students shouted, he still had the two of them dragged forward.
As for the students at the back, they are still students after all, and they are not yet capable of confronting these spies head-on.
There were agents dragging two teachers in front, and students following closely behind, trying to support the teachers, but these efforts were in vain and had no effect at all. They might even cause displeasure among the Japanese and cause adverse consequences.