There are many jobs to deal with the aftermath. Ma Qian'an failed to visit the wounded and immediately found a job for himself and interrogated the prisoners. This work is very important. Ma Qian'an was eager to know the local organizational structure chart of the Japanese. Will the living power of the Japanese destroy more than 2oo at a time have a damaging effect on the enemy's strength? It is not 100% certain.

"Ota! Don't be restrained, sit down!" Ma Qian'an saw Ota who was taken up standing in front of his table with restraint and depressedness, pushed his cup to him casually, and persuaded him in a chat tone: "Drink some water. I know you don't understand us yet, but we still appreciate your voluntary surrender and your behavior of shooting the stubborn Japanese. We are already on the same front, aren't we?"

It is true that I surrender voluntarily. In that case, if I do not surrender, I will die. I don’t want to die yet, but you said that my shooting of my companion was not my own initiative, but you forced me! Ota lowered his head dejectedly and sat heavily on the chair at the table.

Ma Qian'an gave Ota the treatment of the voluntary surrenderer, but he did not bind him. Ota was injured on his face and left leg, and basically scratched his face. He was hit by a small piece of grenade skin on his leg. He was deducted at the end of the battle, and his injury was not serious.

Ota still lowered his head and said nothing.

"Do you regret not committing suicide and not fulfilling your loyalty to your Emperor?" Ma Qian'an took back his water cup, sucked and took a sip of water, and made a lot of noise.

Ota raised his head in shock, and a few meaningless syllables appeared in his mouth in a vague way, as if he was defending himself, or as if he was told by Ma Qian'an. His expression was mixed with fear and regret, and he was at a loss.

Ma Qian'an frowned and said impatiently: "How can I believe you like this? I originally planned to reuse you, a talent who voluntarily surrendered and could cut off contact with the Japanese with practical actions. Now it seems that you have no sincerity, what should I do?"

Ma Qian'an deliberately increased the syllables of the word "talent", and then deliberately or unintentionally untied Browning from his waist, threw it on the table with a clang, and pointed the black muzzle at Ota.

Ota's cold sweat suddenly flowed out, his butt stood up from his seat, glanced at the pistol on the table in horror, bent down and bowed 90 degrees, and replied in a trembling voice: "My, sincere! Complete sincerity!"

Oh? Ma Qian'an took back his pistol and smiled back on his face, "Okay! There is an old saying among us Chinese that those who know the times are heroes. It seems that Ota Jun is aware of the times, so I feel relieved!"

Ota, who was completely shocked, restrained his attitude and carefully accompanied his smile on his face and smiled awkwardly, "I don't know what Mr. Zhan wants to know, I must know everything."

"That's good!" Ma Qian'an looked at Ota who was servile with encouragement expressions and felt "happy" in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel proud from the bottom of his heart. "Tell me all about you, remember not to lie. I have a lot of sources of information, which is easy to confirm. Do you know the consequences of lying?"

"Hi Yi!" Ota bowed ninety degrees again, and under the threat of death, Ota surrendered again.

Taitian started pouring beans into bamboo tubes and poured them clean without reservation what he learned. He thought he didn't know about high-level things, and even if he said them, it was nothing, so he was very straightforward and had no obstacles in his heart.

While listening to Ota's dumping of information, Ma Qian'an flipped through the "files" he took out from the drawer. Most of these "files" were provided by Ni Denghui. After confirming the two, there was no big difference between what Tai Sweet said and Ni Denghui's information. They only expressed differently in some small and insignificant places, and the numbers were slightly different, which is understandable.

There are some relatively fresh things that are not included in the things provided by Ni Denge. Ma Qian'an recorded them all. Ota only saw Ma Qian'an writing like a flying dragon. He didn't know what he was doing. The more he was worried, the more rigorous he expressed his words, for fear that Ma Qian'an would find fault with him if he was wrong.

"Very good! Now I'll ask, you answer." Seeing that Ota could no longer say anything new, Ma Qian'an put down his pen, picked up the paper of the recording, and picked some questions to ask again.

Ota cheered up and answered again. This time the answer did not conflict with what was just provided, and there were no logical doubts, so Ma Qian'an felt relieved.

Ma Qianan, who was relieved, was not idle. He asked Ota's family about his situation or his contact with Koizumi. While asking these questions, Ma Qianan picked up a pen and quickly wrote a "Let's Book of Loyalty".

"Niannian!" Ma Qian'an smiled and handed the "Letter of Loyalty" to Ota, bewitching Ota Niannian.

"I, Jiro Ota, voluntarily is loyal to the Chen Investment Group, voluntarily accept the tasks assigned by the Chen Group, oppose Japanese imperialism, and oppose the stubborn war of aggression imposed on the Chinese people by the stubborn military and national war criminals. I would like to devote the rest of my life to the Chen Group, resolutely defeat the war criminal group with the Emperor, and attack all the lackeys under the Emperor! Never regret it! Today."

After reading it, Ota's face was ashes. Under Ma Qian'an's stare, he signed his name and pressed his handprint.

Mr. Zhan is so vicious! He put me in a place of doom. Ota looked silently as Ma Qianan put the page of paper into his pocket.

An orderly came in, reported loudly and glanced at Ota, then leaned over on the table and quietly told Ni Denge that he was coming again.

"Oh? The people from the Malay Communist Party are here? So fast? I just helped us fight the war and started to pay. I'm so poor and crazy. Are we such stingy people?"

The orderly soldier was stunned for a moment, and was immediately driven away by Ma Qian'an.

Under Zheng Hanxiang's leadership, Ni Denghui walked in with great enthusiasm. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "I heard that Mr. Zhan is here. It's better to choose a day than to make a day. It's a coincidence. I have to knock on your snatch..." Before he finished speaking, Ni Denghui saw Ota who had just turned his head and glanced at him. He immediately closed his mouth and asked curiously: "Is this person? He is so handsome, haha."

Ma Qian'an winked at Zheng Hanxiang and told him to take Ota away and treat him with delicious food and drinks, but temporarily restrict freedom.

Ota stood up obediently, followed Zheng Hanxiang, passed by Ni Dengei, and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Who is that?" Ni Denge watched Ota leave the house, scratched his eyebrows and asked Ma Qian'an.

"A lost person ran to the manor and was checking his situation." Ma Qian'an lies and said nothing.

Ni Denghui was not interested in distinguishing the authenticity, so he quickly mentioned the topic he came to. He sat on the chair at the table, lowered his head and quickly found a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to Ma Qian'an. He asked in a show of flaunting, "Look at it, how much is it worth?"

The documents were actually very formal, some were photocopies. Ma Qian'an looked through them briefly and determined that they were some official documents and other things transferred by the colonial government agencies. Although they could not find useful clues immediately, if they calmed down, they should be able to find out the true meaning of some colonial governments, which had a certain level of secret but not very high.

"How much do you offer?" Ma Qian'an gently tapped the documents in his hand and asked slowly.

"This number! Is it OK?" Ni Denghui stretched out one palm, spreading five fingers, and thought about it and added another palm, "I still need 5 boxes of bullets."

"Can you give it to you after you're paid? 5oo pounds?" Ma Qian'an did not counter the offer, but just proposed another solution.

"Well, that's not possible!" Ni Denghui shook her head like a rattle and added: "You can't buy such a good one even if you have money." Ni Denghui calculated it quickly and knew that 5 oo pounds was OK, but it would take time and relationships to get it. How could you get the machine gun so easy?

Ma Qian'an pretended to be in trouble, and he was filled with joy and said in his heart: It's just right. Even if you don't come today, I will send someone to your place tomorrow. Without you in the muddy water, how can I pick it clearly?

Ma Qian'an stood up and walked out of the table, lowered his head and circled around the mud in the room. Ni Denghui was puzzled, worried that the price would be high or that Ma Qian'an was not interested in these information that was not Japanese. He asked in his heart uneasy: "Mr. Zhan, are you dissatisfied with these things? I have worked very hard to get these things. Otherwise, just do what you said and give money." Ni Denghui took a step back when he saw the situation.

Seeing Ni Denghui start to let go, Ma Qian'an smiled proudly, "It's not enough to guarantee the negotiations at the beginning." Ma Qian'an raised his eyebrows, suddenly looked enlightened, and said happily to Ni Denghui: "It's 5oo pounds, it's not too much, it's not too little. I suddenly remembered the news I got this morning. Let's exchange this news for you. My news is definitely true. It was found by Zhuang Ding, a hunting man. You have taken a big advantage."

What news? Is it more valuable than 5oo pounds? Ni Denghui has no advantage in front of Ma Qian'an. There is only one buyer in the so-called intelligence sales. It depends on the buyer's interest. Now it is the buyer's market. Ni Denghui dares not offend Ma Qian'an, so he can only follow Ma Qian'an's words and make up for fun, "Big cheap?"

"Well! It's a big deal. A group of militants from the forest, who came from nowhere, were beaten to death. It was so big, with dozens of rifles and cars scattered."

Are you lying to me? This is the first idea that Ni Denghui came up with. However, seeing Ma Qian'an was very serious, he asked half-believingly: "Why don't you pick up this big advantage? There are cars?"

"Hey! You're here. I was going to send someone to go to the offensive. I can pick up guns, but it's hard to pick up cars. After all, my company is well-known. I don't pick up things that are unknown from unknown sources and are easily recognized, but you are different. Who are you afraid of? Aren't you?" Ma Qian'an took a smile on his face.

Yes, Ni Denghui and the others were really not afraid of the owners of the things coming to the door. They were illegally armed and were fighting against the entire colonial government.

Ni Denghui thought for a while and said that a machine gun was worth about 7 or 8 rifles. Ma Qian'an saved his machine gun with a dead rifle. It was a great calculation! However, if there was really 10 car, it would be worth it to go there.

"Who are they? How did they be beaten to death in the woods?"

"I really don't know. If Zhuang Ding hadn't been greedy to beat the wild boar, who would have known that this would happen there?" Ma Qian'an shook his hand innocently.

Oh? The person with a scratchy face that I saw just now appeared in Ni Denghui's mind, and he decided that Ma Qian'an must know something.

"How is it? If you want to go to the prosecution of Yangluo, go quickly. If it is too late, it will be picked up by the master. I think this armed force will always be found." Ma Qian'an slapped Ni Denghui like a devil.

"Okay!" Ni Denghui hesitated for a minute, and finally made up his mind, "Give me the hunting Zhuang Ding and take me to see."

Seeing that Ni Denghui agreed, Ma Qian'an suppressed his joy and hurriedly went out to arrange personnel. Before going out, he seriously told Ni Denghui, "Don't go around. If you are a guest, you should have the awareness of being a guest, otherwise the host will be very unhappy."

After leaving the door, Ma Qian felt refreshed and waved to the two soldiers of Zhuang Ding, "Come on! Stand on both sides! Protect our guests well."
Chapter completed!