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Chapter 573, MI7

"You two..."

"Captain Zhang, let's take a step to talk."

"good."

"We've contracted the steakhouse. Please."

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong nodded and looked at Dickens.

He wanted to get a hint from Dickens's face. Unfortunately, there was none.

Secretly wondering, these two guys seem a bit serious?

If it's the Kailuan Coal Mine, if it's a spy matter, there seems to be no need to be so dignified, right?

Of course, being dignified is also good.

Dignity means that the situation is serious. The seriousness of the situation means that he may have more lucrative opportunities.

Enter the steakhouse.

Sit down separately.

The woman is beautiful and the man is handsome.

They are indeed a golden couple.

"Something happened in Kailuan Coal Mine?"

"No."

"That……"

Zhang Yong was confused.

Since nothing is wrong, what are you doing here?

Also, does wearing Catherine have something to do with reporters?

Then he saw Catherine standing up, "Mr. Zhang Yong, let's get to know each other again. The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. MI7. Catherine."

Dickens stood up and said, "Same as above. MI7, Dickens."

Zhang Yong looked at the two people in astonishment.

be surprised.

real.

Very surprised!

For a moment, his mind went blank.

MI7!

The other party turned out to be someone from MI7.

Depend on!

Hidden so deeply! I didn’t notice it at all!

I thought Catherine was a reporter. I thought Dickens was just a somewhat unlucky second-generation official.

Who knew, they were agents of MI7!

incredible!

Show your identity directly!

That is to...

Not simple!

Gradually regain your composure. Try to accept it all.

MI7...

famous……

Huh?

How many places did it come from?

Seven? Isn’t it MI5 or MI6?

The ones that are famous in later generations seem to be the fifth and sixth places!

007 is from MI6...

"etc."

Zhang Yong subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Who is MI7?

It's not fake, is it?

By the way, these days, as long as you are brave, Sadako can take maternity leave...

"Not the fifth place?"

"no."

"Not Sixth Office?"

"no."

"Seven places?"

"yes."

"What does the Seventh Office do?"

"Section 7 is responsible for intelligence in the Far East. Mainly Japan."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong slowly sat down.

I understand. It turns out that Section 7 is in charge of the Far East! No wonder.

After World War II, the British influence in the Far East basically disappeared. It is estimated that these seven offices were also abolished, leaving only five and six offices.

So, here comes the question. What does it mean for the two of them to reveal their identities?

The greatest weapon of spies is secrets. It's a bit unusual for them to reveal their identities!

"Please take a seat."

"Thanks!"

Dickens and Catherine sit down.

Zhang Yong looked at Dickens and then at Catherine. Both of them looked calm, obviously well-trained.

"Dickens, how long have you been in the Far East?"

"Nine months in a year."

"Miss Catherine, where are you?"

"Three years and three months."

"I have only been a member of the Fuxing Society for eight months."

"we know."

Answered Catherine.

This woman is indeed beautiful and heart-warming.

It is estimated that MI7 allowed her to appear in front of him because of her beauty and temptation.

Beauty, at any time, is a weapon.

Especially for the espionage industry. Even if you know that the other person is a colleague, her beauty is still lethal.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

As long as we are human, we have emotions and desires. Needless to say, Bond is no exception. Bourne is no exception.

And using beauty to deal with him Zhang Yong is simply a fatal weakness.

After all, Zhang Yong's reputation as a lustful person and a money-loving person has spread like wildfire long ago. I believe that MI7 has complete information about him.

If one day he forgets how many women he has, he can know them all just by looking through the information on MI7.

Even if he doesn't remember it himself, others will record everything for him.

"So, you have something to do with me?"

"Yes."

"What's up?"

"I heard that you have a very important technical document in your hand and gave it to the Germans."

"yes."

Zhang Yong didn’t hide it either.

He felt a little uneasy now. He didn't expect that the thunderstorm plan would be more effective than expected.

Originally I just wanted to throw a small stone into the pool to make some splashes. Unexpectedly, what I threw seemed to be a brick. The splashes were a bit big.

Of course the Japanese were attracted, as well as the Germans. This was what he had expected.

However, I didn't expect that even MI7 would come to my door.

Britain, Germany...

Alas, Britain, France and Germany are inexhaustible and confusing...

In short, the British also want the German technical information.

The French probably want it too.

Huh? What kind of intelligence agency does the French have? I don’t think I’ve heard of it...

Sit upright.

Is this a formal meeting now?

You represent China, and the two of them represent the United Kingdom? What are you going to discuss next?

Look at Catherine.

"Since we are colleagues, there is no need to pay journalist fees."

"That won't work."

Catherine flatly refused.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but frown.

This woman is so beautiful and yet so greedy for money!

Believe it or not, I will snatch your people away. Then you won’t have to give out any money. I will also earn a beautiful woman.

Do you want to know when Germany invaded Pola?

Do you want to know when France will surrender?

Do you want to know what Dunkirk is?

Thanks to the propaganda in Europe and the United States in later generations, it seems that World War II was won by Europe and the United States, and all kinds of movies are overwhelming. Therefore, Zhang Yong remembers those major events very clearly.

If you throw out any piece of information, you can make millions of dollars back.

And this is US dollars from around 1940. Not 2020.

If you met the head of the British intelligence agency and asked him for a beautiful woman, it would probably not be difficult.

"How much do I still owe you?"

"Eight thousand five hundred pounds."

"Okay. Here you go."

Zhang Yong immediately counted the pounds in his pocket and took them out.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand...

Count eight thousand five hundred pounds. Then push it to Catherine.

"Please make it clear."

"certainly."

"The employment contract is terminated. We will owe nothing to each other from now on."

"good!"

Catherine accepted the pound with a smile on her face.

I carefully counted it. Eight thousand five hundred pounds. Every penny was a penny. She was very happy.

On the other hand, Dickens next to him frowned secretly.

It's a bit difficult to do.

Zhang Yong actually paid for it. Trouble!

As we all know, Zhang Yong is very greedy for money. He is very greedy for money and loves money as much as his life.

It is very difficult to take out the money that has fallen into his pocket.

Now, even an idiot can see that he took it out reluctantly. You can imagine how he feels.

What to talk about next?

Talking about anything costs money.

"Okay, the private matter is over. Let's talk about business." Zhang Yong said with a smile, "You two came to me, what business do you have?"

"We want to know where you got the technical information from?" Dickens said slowly, "In exchange, we also have some intelligence information to share."

"Five thousand pounds."

"you……"

Dickens is silent.

Sure enough, the thing I was most worried about came to light.

Catherine refused to give in, so of course Zhang Yong opened his mouth like a lion. Talk about money! Talk about money! Talk about money!

"You might as well go grab it!"

"I refuse to answer."

Zhang Yong picked up the wine glass.

In fact, he was tired of the Western food at the Peace Hotel.

However, if it is a treat from others, he can eat some more and drink some wine.

Catherine angrily took out 5,000 pounds and pushed it back angrily, with a look of reluctance on her face.

She is also a woman who loves money.

However, when she met Zhang Yong, who loved money more than she did, she could only accept her fate.

It is also a rule to use money to buy information.

An intelligence agency cannot do anything without money.

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong took back the pound with a smile.

Ah, there are still three thousand and five thousand to go.

There are still 3,500! My heart aches! There are still 3,500 foreign debts that have not been recovered! It’s still pounds!

"Obtained it from the Japanese."

"However, there is another news that it was bought from Safiya."

"That was a smoke screen. I put it out."

"Yeah?"

"Everything I say is true. If I tell a lie, I will have no descendants."

Zhang Yong swore calmly.

Cut off descendants?

it does not matter.

As long as we can defeat the Japanese invaders, it doesn't matter if we end our descendants.

There are no descendants, so there is no need to worry about the paradoxes caused by time travel.

Dickens and Catherine looked at each other.

At this moment, Zhang Yong saw that Dickens was the real expert.

Catherine is a rookie, almost like him.

Thinking of Dickens' acting skills, Zhang Yong had to admire him.

This guy is actually from MI7.

Looking back, I thought about Yan Guangkun. He was actually an undercover agent of the Red Party. He seemed relieved again.

Everyone else is a master. He is just a rookie.

It's good to be alive. It's difficult to expose others.

As far as professional skills are concerned, he hasn’t even started yet!

Fortunately, he is young and still has enough time to learn.

so……

I still have 3,500 pounds, when can I get it back?

[To be continued]

[To be continued]


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