Luo Yao's luck is really good.

Since he showed his magical listening talent, he found that a person was careful even when he returned to his own home. This person had no problem and the ghost didn't believe it.

That night, after get off work, Gao Rong did not go home. He first had a meal outside, and then went to a dance hall on Jianghan Road to dance.

He seemed to be very familiar with the dancer foreman here.

After that, I drank a lot of wine and called a rickshaw...

I didn't go home, and after stopping halfway, I went to the area where the "No. 3" station is located, and after prying it opens the back door of a bookstore, someone opened it for him.

After entering, although black cloth curtains were drawn on the attic, if you look closely, you can see a ray of light shining out. Luo Yao stood under the shadow of the street light not far away.

The content of the telegram was heard and remembered in his mind without falling a word.

Of course, he would not tell anyone that he could do this, and sometimes it is necessary to hide something, and that is to save his life at critical moments.

"Gong Hui, you can notify Webmaster Tang to arrest people tomorrow." When he returned to his rented home, Luo Yao directly said to Gong Hui.

"Let's do it tomorrow?"

"Yes, it is better to be early rather than late. The war on the front line is tense. Every leak of information here may cause immeasurable losses to the front, and we cannot wait." Luo Yao said.

"Okay, we only stayed in this house for one night..."

"If you like it, you can buy it."

"Buy it?" Gong Hui said in surprise, "Why?"

"Buy it, we will come to Jiangcheng in the future and have at least one place to settle down." Luo Yao smiled, "It will save others trouble."

"This house is not cheap, right?" Gong Hui said, "Besides, is the landlord willing to sell it?"

"The price is appropriate, why not sell it? Moreover, it is the French Concession, which is relatively safer." Luo Yao poured a glass of water, "After buying it, when we can't live, let Acheng come and help us clean it."

"Then who is this house?"

"What do you think?"

"Anyway, I will live upstairs in the future." Gong Hui said in a "maid" manner.

"Dream, you." Luo Yao glared at Gong Hui with contempt, "It would be good if you leave a bed in the room downstairs."

"Hmph!" Looking at Luo Yao stepping up the stairs, Gong Hui hummed in dissatisfaction.

...

Secret capture.

Luo Yao and Gong Hui both learned it in special training classes, but training is different from actual combat after all. If you have the opportunity to participate in it yourself, you will naturally not let it go.

Gong Hui is fine. She has had experience in arresting people before, and she looks a bit old and doesn't panic at the moment.

Luo Yao is different.

This is the first time in the real sense.

To put it bluntly, it’s very simple. Gao Rong worked in a bank, so he found a customer he knew, called him, and asked someone out to discuss things.

As long as a person leaves the French Concession, it becomes much easier to arrest people.

It was really simple. Even Gong Hui didn't even have the chance to try her skills. The "Gao Rong" was controlled and even found a poisonous capsule from his mouth.

Basically, the identity of a spy can be confirmed. In Jiangcheng, who can have such high-end products besides the Japanese?

...

Inside the interrogation room of the Inspection Office of the Jiangcheng Guard Command.

The Japanese spy "Gao Rong" has taken off his shirt and hung his hands on the torture rack. His body is blue and purple, and there is blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. It is obvious that he has used torture.

It is quite difficult to directly judge whether a person is a Chinese or Japanese from the appearance, after all, everyone has yellow skin.

But when you strip everything and present it openly in front of people, some characteristics will be hidden.

Japanese people are used to wearing wooden shoes. A gap will inevitably form between the big thumb of the foot and the second finger due to long-term penetration of wooden shoes. Even if the five fingers are put together, they cannot be completely closed, and the two feet are symmetrical.

Secondly, Japanese men like to wear crotch cloth, while Chinese people do not have this habit. They are prone to forming crotch marks on their waists, and their skin will be slightly whiter than the surroundings.

Basically, it meets these two characteristics. This bank employee with the pseudonym "Gao Rong" is undoubtedly a Japanese bank employee.

"Website Manager Tang, haven't you spoke yet?"

"Brother Luo, this little Japanese is so stubborn. His identity has been exposed. The radio station has also found it, but he has not found a password book. When asked, he just refuses to confess." Tang Xin was very excited. He had known the case of the "Ghost" station for a long time and wanted to solve it, but it was a special case of the Telecommunications Department of the Bureau Headquarters. He had limited clues on his side and could not solve the case.

If he intervenes, then Wei Daming, director of the Telecommunications Department, will he kill him?

Now, two young case handling specialists came, who were specifically responsible for investigating the "ghost" platform. A big stuffed cake fell from the sky and smashed him into the head.

The "ghost" platform was found, the Japanese spy was caught, and the credit was taken away by others. The rest must be his own. Not long after he took office, he just needed to handle a beautiful case to establish his authority.

No matter who is the best or the smallest, he cooperated with the two specialists to investigate the case without any constraints, and helped arrest the Japanese spies and seize the radio station.

He definitely has this credit.

Of course, he admired Luo Yao's ability very much. This was the general ordered by Boss Dai himself. If it weren't for Wei Daming being too proud, would this be his turn to make it?

"I'm not good at interrogation." Luo Yao smiled slightly, "I also found one of his spare radio stations. You can arrange for someone to stay there now. I guess the other party will know that something happened to his companion and will definitely transfer this spare radio station as soon as possible..."

Luo Yao did not tell the truth completely, after all, he didn't know much about Tang Xin.

"Brother Luo, are you saying it true?" Tang Xin was very surprised when he heard this. There was also a backup radio station, which made a great contribution.

Moreover, it is good for a Japanese spy team to have one radio station, but this team can have two radio stations, which is definitely an amazing case.

"I can only say that we can wait and see if we can get extra gains. I am not sure. After all, we have caught people now, and maybe we have already shocked the other party. I might give up all this." Luo Yao did not say too much.

"I understand, I'll make arrangements." Tang Xin was full of confidence and the information was so accurate. If he still let the credit slip through the gaps in his fingers, he, the stationmaster of the Military Control Commission Jiangcheng Station, would have been in vain.

Tang Xin happily dispatched people.

Luo Yao continued to stay in the interrogation room to study. This was a rare opportunity. He might be able to use it in the future, but this is indefinitely.

"Commissioner Luo, we found this from that guy's house. I don't know if it's useful, so I brought it all back." Tang Xin's subordinates were very polite to Luo Yao.

As long as Luo Yao wants to understand, there is nothing he is not satisfied with whenever he is involved in the case.

Watches, wallets, identity proofs (real), but people are definitely not real. Real "Gao Rong" may have been gone.

After years of war, some people died, but no one knew that it was impossible to use an identity. It was very simple and difficult to verify.

The watch is very old and has been worn for at least ten years. The wallet is in calfskin, with good quality, with some fiat currency and a work permit.

These are not of great value, and there is nothing to see.

Luo Yao looked over all the way, and finally his eyes remained on a small dark red suitcase.

"Teacher Luo, I'll help you open it?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Luo Yao waved his hand, walked over, stood in front of the small suitcase, observed carefully for a long time, and asked, "You have brought this suitcase back like this, haven't you touched it?"

"Return to Commissioner Luo, we have all checked it. There is nothing else except a few books and clothes." Tang Xin's subordinate answered.

"Have you wiped the outside of the suitcase?"

"No."

Luo Yao stretched out his two fingers and touched the suitcase. He turned around and looked at his fingers, and said nothing. Then he reached out to untie the buckle on the suitcase, opened the suitcase, looked inside, and then reached out to touch him.

"Commissioner Luo..."

"What's wrong? Haven't you searched the box, you're still afraid there's danger inside?" Luo Yao yelled and gave Tang Xin's concern reminder to her.

Generally, suitcases are the easiest to make mezzanines, which is the focus in searches. He believes that Tang Xin’s subordinates will not let this go, but he still wants to take a look and experience the search process in person.

Take out the clothes and objects inside one by one and check whether there are any entrainments. After all, there are too few things on this "Gao Rong" that can confirm its true information.

Tang Xin's men looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed when they stood there. Does Commissioner Luo not believe them? He insisted on checking them one by one?

In fact, Luo Yao really didn't have this idea. He wanted to go through it by himself. Although the training of the special training class was serious, after all, there were more elements of acting.

The items in the suitcase were quickly cleared out, and no items could be found to hide the identity of "Gao Rong", which also illustrates the importance of this person in this Japanese spy team.

Of course, the hidden one is good enough.

"Can you find me a flashlight?" Luo Yao asked.

Immediately someone handed over a flashlight.

Pushing the switch, the flashlight lit up and shot directly into the inside of the leather case. This is a very well-made suitcase. Judging from the degree of wear inside and outside, it has been with its owner for a while.

The material used for the lining is also very solid and looks sturdy and durable. Luo Yao looked at the stitches carefully and his fingertips passed through the top...

No problem.

But why does he always feel that something is wrong?

"Commissioner Luo?" Tang Xin's subordinates couldn't help calling.

Luo Yao did not move, leaned down again, reached out to the suture line on the inner wall of the suitcase, and stroked his fingertips, listening carefully to the almost inaudible friction sound.

In the evidence room, you look at me and I look at you, and I am confused. I wonder why Luo Yao is so obsessed with an empty box?

"Commissioner Luo, if you like this suitcase..."

"Shut up, don't disturb him." Gong Hui's attitude was different. She still knew Luo Yao. She had seen Luo Yao's work expressions, which were exactly the same as before her.

The person who spoke subconsciously closed his mouth.

Compared to Luo Yao's kindness, Gong Hui, a baby-faced beauty, is a bit fierce. She can only show the woman's smile when facing Commissioner Luo.

I really don’t understand how Commissioner Luo can stand her?

For Luo Yao, the sound will not deceive people. Different materials produce friction or vibration, so the sounds they make must be different.

It's just that people who see can tell it.

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