Faced with Miss Ju's aggressiveness, Shen Zhifeng was angry in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face. He said: "It is not an execution, it is just a method of interrogating prisoners, which is to scare them..."
Feng Hanzhang knew that if he did not expose the secret agent's conspiracy at this time, he would probably never have such an opportunity again in the future.
He stood up and said loudly: "Miss Ju, don't believe his lies. Just now he forced us to drink poison. This gentleman just resisted, so he was poisoned."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Weiguo's body.
I heard that the Ta Kung Pao reporter had arrived, and the agents had already dragged the two corpses to a dark place. If Feng Hanzhang hadn't mentioned it, Miss Ju wouldn't have noticed.
Miss Ju often goes to the front lines for interviews, and has seen soldiers who died in battles, as well as seriously injured people missing arms and legs. She is not the kind of pampered and charming lady.
Miss Ju came to the corpse, looked at it carefully for a while, turned around and said to Shen Zhifeng: "You use poison to kill innocent people. I want to know, who gave you such power? Are you using Xi Shi as an example?"
Shen Zhifeng said: "The two people who died were Communist Party members who were engaged in anti-rebellion activities. According to Nanjing's orders, during the anti-rebellion period, as long as the evidence is conclusive, they can be executed directly. As for the poison... I have not seen it."
One prisoner shouted loudly: "You lied, there is poison in the kettle!"
Shen Zhifeng winked, and Bai Jumin walked over, pretending to accidentally trip over the kettle, and the poisonous potassium cyanide water in the kettle flowed all over the floor.
"Shameless!"
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"Next work!"
"What a rogue act!"
Seeing this scene, the upright prisoners yelled angrily.
Miss Ju said: "Even if these two people are spies, what about the others? Are they all Communists?"
Shen Zhifeng said: "Sorry, I still said the same thing, no comment."
Miss Ju nodded: "Okay, you have no comment, we will publish it in the newspaper tomorrow, with the headlines on the front page, ensuring that everyone can see it!"
She turned to Feng Hanzhang and said: "Editor Feng, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to rescue you!"
"Thank you, Miss Ju! Thank you!" Feng Hanzhang thanked her repeatedly.
Ms. Ju said: "It's okay for me not to know that such a sensational incident could happen in the National Government, which boasts direct mail, but now that I know it, I can't ignore it!"
Feng Hanzhang had already heard about Miss Ju's personality and knew that she was a woman with a strong sense of justice, and her identity and background were particularly crucial.
In the Pingjin area, including Rehe, Chahar, and Suiyuan, General Fu is not a commander who relies on his power to bully others. He builds his prestige through battles.
As Chief Fu's daughter, if Miss Ju is willing to come to the rescue, it will be like a divine help to these honest criminals.
Shen Zhifeng was extremely upset. These upright criminals had been exposed and now none of them could be killed. They had to ask Qiao Mu for permission.
Seeing that Miss Ju and the two photographers were about to leave, he immediately stepped forward to stop them and said, "Miss Ju, I've delayed you for a few minutes. I don't understand. This place is far away from the city. How did you know about this?"
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Miss Ju glanced at the truck where the fire was fading, and said calmly: "With such a big fire, not to mention the urban area, even Taku can see it. We are reporters, and reporting news is a professional instinct. Of course we must
Come and see what happens."
Miss Ju's answer was impeccable, and Shen Zhifeng laughed twice and said, "Oh, that's right... Where are you going, Miss Ju?"
"Report to the library, do you have any questions?"
"Of course it's no problem, but please leave the photos you just took."
Miss Ju's face turned cold: "Why?"
Shen Zhifeng took a step closer and whispered: "Miss Ju, this matter is not trivial. With your status, you should understand the serious relationship between it and the photo must not be published in the newspaper!"
Miss Ju thought for a moment: "What's your surname, sir?"
"My surname is Shen."
"From the Secrecy Bureau?"
"Miss Ju, it seems that someone secretly tipped off the information. Otherwise, how could you conclude that I am from the Secrecy Bureau?"
Miss Ju's face was expressionless: "You still need people to tip off the news? You can guess that if you have the guts to execute so many celebrities, would an ordinary department dare to do this?"
"Miss Ju is very smart and admirable..." Shen Zhifeng said polite words, but his body showed no intention of giving way.
Regardless of the reason, such an important thing was messed up. If the photos are published in the newspaper again, the situation will be even more difficult to deal with.
Miss Ju saw through his mind and knew that it would not be easy to forcefully take away the photos, so she said: "Let's do this. If they can be treated fairly, I can guarantee you that these photos will not be published in the newspapers."
Seeing that Shen Zhifeng was silent, Miss Ju said with a slightly mocking tone: "Sir Shen, do you need me to create a written document?"
Of course Shen Zhifeng knew how this kind of thing could be documented in black and white, so he smiled dryly and said: "Miss Ju, I promise you a thousand dollars, I am willing to believe you... Well, that's it, it's settled."
"Thanks."
"goodbye."
Watching Miss Ju's car gradually go away, Shen Zhifeng said to Bai Jumin next to him: "Send someone to find those two photojournalists and get the film back!"
"clear."
"Also, call the station and ask the driver class to send a truck over to take these prisoners back."
"yes!"
Shen Zhifeng turned around and took a look. Jiang Xinyu never showed up, standing in the shadows smoking a cigarette, as if he was watching.
On the way back, Shen Zhifeng drove the car and said: "Captain Jiang, please don't worry too much. I also had a fever at the time and my behavior was a little irrational. I apologize to you."
Jiang Xinyu was silent for a while and said calmly: "There is no need to apologize. Trust is something that cannot be forced. However, you have to understand one thing. First of all, we are not enemies. If you insist on pointing the finger at me, I'm sorry. I won't sit still and wait for death!"
Shen Zhifeng said with a sneer: "Look at what happened...you may have misunderstood me. At that time, I reacted normally. If it were you, you would also think that it was me. Wang Cunren, a rip-off, was shot." It would be cheap for him to die..."
The car drove into Yunhe North Street and slowly stopped in front of Jiang's house.
Jiang Xinyu pushed the door open and got out of the car. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "It's hard to say whether Wang Cunren is a Communist or not. I advise you to make a conclusion after careful investigation."
Shen Zhifeng said doubtfully: "Isn't it enough to find the key in Cunren's pocket and add that he lied?"
"What I mean is that he may have been bribed by the Communist Party..." Jiang Xinyu looked around, walked to the car window, and said: "Everyone knows that Wang Cunren is your subordinate. If he is the Communist Party, you Can we get rid of the relationship?"
After saying this, Jiang Xinyu opened the door and entered the yard, leaving Shen Zhifeng sitting in the car in a daze.