Fang Buwei used purified scopolactine, while Ma Chunfeng really used mandala to test it. How much effect can it have?

The reason why mandala has hallucinogenic effect is that it contains scopolactine. In this way, it is not considered a lie.

Zhao Shirui also knew that if he wanted to continue fighting, this man would be ruined. He tried the method that he would not do, just treat him as a dead horse as a living horse.

On the verge of caution, Fang Buwei only let Zhao Shirui use half of it.

Half an hour later, the real medicine came into effect.

Seeing the Japanese spy starting to murmur unconsciously, Fang Buwei brought a flashlight and moved left and right according to the Japanese spy's eyes. However, at the moment of illumination, the Japanese spy's pupils changed a little, and no matter how they guided them, the Japanese spy had no reaction.

Almost done.

Fang Buwei pulled a chair and sat opposite the Japanese spy, asking in a gentle tone, "What's your name?"

Who is asking yourself?

The eyes of the Japanese spy flashed before his parents, family, instructors, and superiors...

Seeing a trace of struggle appearing on the Japanese spy's face, Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

He was hesitating.

This also shows that the poison of faith in this Japanese spy is not too deep, and the degree of brainwashing is not too strong, and the real medicine is effective for him.

If someone like Tong Miu asked about information such as spy identity or mission, the subconscious mind would have the idea of ​​protection, and the brain would refuse to recall this information, just like it was really stupid, and you wouldn't even ask a word.

Zhao Shirui was not sure of this, and only thought the medicine was not working. Just as he was about to speak out, Fang Buwei waved his hand suddenly.

"Masao Kosaka!" the Japanese spy suddenly spoke.

"Action code!" Fang Buwei asked immediately.

After pausing for several seconds, the Japanese spy spit out two words: "Fish intestine!"

Zhao Shirui opened his eyes incredibly and stared at Fang Buwei.

Does it really work?

Fish intestine?

Fang Buwei sneered.

It's really the case, and this Japanese spy is probably also a Chinese channel.

"Who are you going to assassinate?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"Chinese military police officer, spy leader, surnamed Fang..."

After more than ten minutes, Fang Buyi asked all the questions he could think of.

This Japanese spy is just a small character, and he has limited knowledge. Not to mention who called him, he didn't even hear whether he was a man or a woman.

His main task for coming to Nanjing this time was to assassinate Lin Zi'an. Although he had met Zhao Yulin twice, he had no idea about Zhao Yulin at all.

"Why does it feel a bit like the style of an underground party?" Zhao Shirui sighed, "The Japanese are becoming more and more cautious!"

Fang Buwei also felt this way.

It seems that he has suffered a lot, and the Japanese spy agencies are constantly learning lessons and summarizing experience.

"What should I do now?" Zhao Shirui asked again, "Catch Zhao Yulin directly?"

Zhao Yulin gave an order to several subordinates that after arriving in Shanghai, he would directly report to the Japanese consulate, and naturally someone would arrange their stay or leave.

Zhao Shirui suspected that no matter whether these subordinates had gone to Shanghai as promised, someone would definitely give Zhao Yulin feedback when the time came.

If you don’t arrest him now, when Zhao Yulin gets the news, maybe he will cause trouble again.

"No hurry, let's see Zhao Yulin's reaction!" Fang Buwei replied.

With props here, Zhao Yulin has become a turtle in the jar. Even if he grows wings, he can't turn out his palm.

Zhao Shirui shook his head helplessly.

But I have never figured out why Fang Buwei is so confident every time?

Three Japanese spies were detained on the spot, and Fang Buwei and Zhao Shirui returned to the Fuchang Hotel.

It is three o'clock in the morning. Zhao Yulin took Tan Hai and Feng Yingjie to appreciate the charm of Fuchang Hotel and had just returned to the room.

It seems that Zhao Yulin really planned to spend the night here, and there is no need to stay downstairs all the time. Fang Buwei asked Zhao Shirui to open a room, which was also on the third floor, not far from Zhao Yulin's room.

Fang Buwei had just entered the room, Bian Congjun followed him in.

"There was a little incident on the road!" Bian Congjunhui reported, "When the Northeast Army Office stationed in Beijing sent a lady back, she threw her anchor halfway and happened to meet He Shili who was back... He Shili's car went to see the person who sent it to him first, and then returned, and dragged the car stationed in Beijing back..."

"Was that lady sent home?" Zhao Shirui sneered, "This fake foreign devil is really confused..."

The four socialites invited by Feng Yingjie were almost all for the name of He Shili, the richest man. They are of good origin and are very beautiful. They also drank a lot of wine. The idea of ​​embracing Zhao Shirui was simply a little bit of fire.

It is abnormal that nothing has happened.

Fang Buwei frowned slightly, "How did the car in Beijing break down?"

"There are too few people on the road, and it is easy to be exposed when you get too close. The brothers sent out did not dare to come forward to check, and they don't know yet..." Bian Congjun replied.

Coincidence, accident?

Fang Buwei always felt that it was not that simple.

But according to common sense, I have met at the dinner table and have just separated, so there is no need to create any encounters.

"It should be just a coincidence!" Zhao Shirui said again, "If it was really designed by Zhao Yulin, something would have to happen..."

"Not necessarily!" Fang Buwei shook his head, "It's too easy to eat the meat in his mouth, but it's not actually fragrant..."

Zhao Shirui was about to refute a few words, but suddenly thought of Li Mingxiang.

What you said is really terrible!

"Can it be that this lady is interested in He Shili and wants to throw herself into her arms, but for some reason, He Shili is in a trap?" Zhao Shirui asked again.

This possibility is not ruled out.

The brand of the richest man in Hong Kong is not something that can be found. Even if He Shili is already married and even has children, it still does not prevent these socialites from pounceing up like flies when they see meat.

"Let's check the details of Miss Feng first!" Fang Buwei pondered.

If it is just a coincidence, it is very likely that nothing will happen next, but if there is a conspiracy, whether it is designed by Zhao Yulin or this Miss Feng wants to throw herself into her arms, something will definitely happen next.

It's enough to stare at He Shili.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yulin, Tan Hai, and Feng Yingjie left the Fuchang Hotel together.

It was not necessary to be so early, but Zhao Yulin claimed that yesterday he arranged for Shanghai's subordinates to raise shopping supplies. If nothing unexpected happens, he would reply today. If there is a shortage, he would also arrange for his subordinates to contact the manufacturer again.

The three of them didn't even have to eat, so they went back to the Beijing Office.

Fang Buwei doubted that the feedback information from Shanghai Special High School or the Kwantung Army's secret service agencies must be mixed with this telegram.

Zhao Yulin's men took the train departing from Nanjing at 7 o'clock. The night train was a little slower, and they arrived in Shanghai at about five o'clock. It has been two hours since then, and they have climbed to the Japanese consulate...
Chapter completed!