Regardless of whether the news is true or false, it is not a direction for investigation.
I found that Dabao Wanzi had been hitting my head. It seemed that I remembered it. Then I forgot it again.
Zhang Yong waited patiently.
He has nothing else but time.
"3476...
"3746..."
Does Dabao Wanzi seem to be reciting two sets of numbers?
Repeatedly chanting, as if the devil has blocked him.
"ball……"
"Meng Chaowei has a safe in Citibank, but he has forgotten the specific password."
"Am I sure?"
"I'm sure. He told him about it. Yes. Not talking about it. Not showing off. He said that the money he had in a safe in Citibank would be enough for him to live on for a lifetime."
"money?"
"Did he say that?"
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong immediately became motivated.
What will be in the safe? Dollars? Pounds? Gold bars?
You can be sure it is not a silver dollar.
Because a safe can't hold too many silver coins.
With Meng Chaowei's status, it is not allowed to keep silver coins in a bank. There is no need to do so.
There must be something more valuable.
Well, there's a little trouble. It's Citibank. It's an American bank.
Is that bank located in the concession?
It's definitely not possible if you try hard. It made Meng Chaowei speak up.
Arrive at Meng Chaowei’s cell.
That guy was indeed very bearable. He was not unconscious.
Oh, I'm here now, and I'm not in jail. I guess it won't be his turn in those days.
The torture chamber is empty.
"What am I doing here again?" Meng Chaowei lay on his stomach angrily.
"I didn't tell you about Citibank's safe?" Zhang Yong asked casually.
"What safe? He doesn't know."
"Have you forgotten that you showed off to Dabao Wanzi?"
"Damn woman! He begged to kill his whole family!"
"I think I can walk out of there?"
"He leaked the news and then killed her child...ah!"
Suddenly, Meng Chaowei screamed.
But Zhang Yong stretched out his foot and stepped on his wound. Meng Chaowei suddenly screamed.
"I didn't understand the situation."
"What?"
"Actually, what they asked for was my money."
"What?"
"Just beg me to obediently hand over all my assets. Maybe they can give me a way to survive."
"Humph, that's impossible."
"Money can help me. I'll figure it out myself!"
"I...if he reveals the safe, can I make him feel better?"
"Isn't it possible?"
"I……"
Meng Chaowei kept breathing.
He was afraid of death. Indeed, he also knew that he would not survive.
However, it would be difficult for anyone to endure the month-long and night-long torture, even for a well-trained spy.
That kind of painful confinement has no end in sight because the punishment is not fatal at all.
That's right, just boil it slowly. Slowly.
For any spy, that kind of long-term torture is the most unbearable thing.
"3476, no 3746..."
"No. No 3674."
"He promised that he would not punish me until three days later. I can rest for three days. Is that okay?"
"I beg you to shut up and keep your words."
"certainly!"
Zhang Chu answered affirmatively.
Does he keep his mouth shut? No. He doesn't play a small role.
But no, he believed that both Li Boqi and Yan Guangkun would agree. Their purpose was to extract money from Meng Chaowei!
Sure enough, I came to report to Li Boqi. Li Boqi nodded in agreement.
"It happens that the torture chamber is in good use. It will be easy for him to be tortured in the future. I told him that the more explanations he has, the more comfortable his confinement will be."
"OK."
"Since I want to enter the concession, I will take a walk with Zhu Yuan to understand the situation in Yidong."
"Minghong."
"Meng Chaowei probably has more than one safe. There are also other banks in Cocoa. That guy is very tight-lipped. He tried to pry it open slowly."
"OK."
Will Zhang Yong go back and tell Meng Chaowei?
Meng Chaowei looked at him in disbelief.
My uncle's...
After doing it for a long time, why don’t you ask for money?
I really think we can ask for the list of their entire intelligence team!
I didn't tell you earlier...
If he had asked for money earlier, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly...
"He wrote me a power of attorney. I can go to Citibank and open the safe. The password is 747829." Meng Chaowei was very cooperative.
He is unwilling and does not dare to sell out information. But if he hands over his assets, the resistance will be much smaller.
Please Lord, the previous torture sessions were not as straightforward as anyone said.
After all, even if you ask for money or not, it can't be made too obvious. It turns out there was a misunderstanding in the middle.
Zhang Yong is thick-skinned and speaks directly, which makes communication happy.
After getting the power of attorney and the password, Zhang Yong took Wei Yong to the concession and used Meng Chaowei's identity to enter the concession.
Most Chinese people can't get in if they don't have regular legs. Meng Chaowei is no ordinary person. So, he can get in easily.
Came to Citibank. It happened to be during working hours.
A bank lady received him. He read the power of attorney and it was very stamped.
"If I'm fine, I can ask someone to come in."
"He said no."
"Please follow him."
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong followed the bank lady and walked inside.
The bank girl is pretty, has a good figure, is young, and has a sweet smile.
She looks a bit like Gu Junru from The Invisible Guardian.
Can you simply work there and get a fixed salary every month? Your life will be very dull.
Suddenly I remembered something and felt I had to ask something.
“Can I use a pseudonym for deposits?”
"sure."
"Can I deposit money there and withdraw it in the United States?"
"If you don't have U.S. dollars, that's okay."
"What if it's silver dollars or other currencies?"
"Then please exchange it. They ask for a fee for leg renewal."
"Is there an amount limit?"
"There are no exchange restrictions. I can exchange all currencies into US dollars. But if I withdraw cash in US dollars, there are restrictions."
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong was relieved.
If necessary, consider exchanging some US dollars there.
No cash withdrawals. When necessary, you can go to the other side of the ocean.
"Miss, what's your surname?"
"His surname is Gu."
"Gu Junru?"
"No. His name is Gu Xiaoru."
"Ah, what a coincidence."
Zhang Yong was a little emotional.
Gu Xiaoru also turned to look at him curiously.
What a strange feeling...
The man was obviously guessing, but his guess was so close.
Inexplicably, I feel so destined.
Moreover, Fang Fang seemed to be quite handsome. She couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Zhang Yong also noticed her strange look.
He couldn't help but lower his head and look at himself.
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, he is indeed energetic.
No matter what, now he has gradually adapted to the life of that era and knows what he wants to do. He has some special abilities and is full of confidence.
A little bit of money...
There is a leg gun stuck in the lower back...
Does it belong to the most powerful department in China...
Okay, all kinds of buffs are stacked up. If you don't have any charm, you can really drown in urine.
"His name is Zhang Yong. The bow is long, the mediocre Yong."
"Mr. Zhang."
"Are they destined for each other?"
"He thinks so too! Mr. Zhang almost guessed his name as soon as he opened his mouth."
"Haha. Indeed. They have a clear understanding of each other."
"please."
"please."
Keep walking inside. The conversation is very refreshing.
I learned that Gu Xiaoru was actually from Hangzhou. There are Suzhou and Hangzhou to the east of paradise. There are also many beauties in Hangzhou.
Of course, young lady does not ask for anything again.
The safe is the most important thing.
Enter an isolation hall.
There are armed guards with live ammunition. They hold long Springfield M1903 rifles on their legs and have bayonets on them.
"Sorry, they will keep the weapons for me."
"Thanks!"
Zhang Yong took out the Browning leg gun.
This is not American territory. There should be no ambush from the Yue people.
The radar map did not indicate Arisuki himself.
"Come with him!"
"good!"
After handing over the weapon, continue to follow Gu Xiaoru and walk inside.
Take the elevator to the Didong Treasury and enter a VIP room.
