Chen Haifeng looked shocked. Could this person in front of him really be Zhang Qishan?

But he got news that Zhang Qishan had not returned to Changsha yet, and the man in front of him was probably a fake.

Maybe there is an omission in the message?

Chen Haifeng thought a lot and thought to himself: No, I want to give it a try.

"Zhang Qishan, there is a reason why you are able to securely serve as the defense officer in Changsha. I heard that when you were serving in Nanjing, you captured four important Japanese spies and got the news from them about Japan's strategic use of troops against Nanjing, so that Nanjing could

I would like to hear you say it again.”

Qi Tiezui secretly rejoiced that Madam was really clever and knew that Chen Hai would ask about Nanjing.

Everyone knows Zhang Qishan’s deeds in Changsha, but not many people know about him during the three months he served in Nanjing.

Moreover, what Chen Haifeng asked is a top secret in the military. Except for Zhang Qishan, only few people know about it.

But Chen Haifeng probably wouldn't have thought that the Nanjing spy incident was planned by Ye Bai.

Bai Zhixi had already informed Qi Tiezui about the details of what happened.

However, even so, the play still needs to be performed.

Qi Tiezui's face was gloomy: "Commissioner Chen, what do you mean, do you doubt my identity?"

"I heard that some Japanese spies can put on personal leather masks and change their appearance. As the Changsha Defense Officer, you hold a high position, so I naturally want to verify your identity."

Chen Haifeng came to Qi Tiezui and searched his neck, hoping to find traces of the human skin mask.

"I'm afraid I have disappointed Commissioner Chen. It was not me who discovered the Japanese spies, but Mr. Song Qingyuan, Mr. Song. I just helped him catch the spies."

"As for the verification of identity you mentioned, I wonder if my two gun scars can verify my identity."

Qi Tiezui opened his cuffs, revealing the gunshot wound on his forearm.

"When we were catching spies in Nanjing, I blocked two shots for Mr. Song, and the gunshot wound was in my forearm. If you don't believe it, you can check the Nanjing spy files, but I'm afraid you are not qualified for your current official position.
Chapter completed!