Zhang Yong did not go directly to the house where the money was hidden.
That will make you look too awesome. Maybe others will think that you can predict the future.
How could such a thing happen?
He talks about science!
Low profile.
Simply hide it.
"It's this street, right?" Zhang Yong said to the spy.
The spy was silent.
refuse to answer.
Zhang Yong looked at his face deliberately.
Then he waved his hands.
"Let's go!"
"Not this street."
So the convoy continued to move forward.
Dou Wanjiang was a little curious. He hesitated to speak.
Not this street?
How did you decide?
Can the destination be determined from the spy's face?
This is amazing too.
But I think of Zhang Yong’s words “Believe in science”...
Maybe, this is science?
Don't understand.
keep going.
Go to the second street and park.
Zhang Yong looked at the spy, "It's this street, right?"
As a result, the spy remained silent.
He refused to answer.
Zhang Yong looked outside and then at the sky, "Not here."
So, the convoy continued to move forward.
However, it is the third street, the fourth street...
Every time he reached a street corner, Zhang Yong would ask the spy, "Is this here?"
As a result, the spies refused to answer.
Then Zhang Yong said to himself that this is not the place, so he continued walking.
To Fifth Street…
"Is it here?" Zhang Yong continued to ask.
The spy remained silent.
despise.
He felt that Zhang Yong was completely messing around.
There is nothing so childish about clichés.
result……
Zhang Yong concluded, "It should be here. Go in."
Waving his hands, he led the convoy to turn.
The spy feels bad.
Huh?
what happened?
Why did you really turn into this street?
Dizzy. I didn’t say anything. How did the other party find it?
Is it a coincidence?
Should be. Must be. Must be.
Other than coincidence, how else can we explain it?
Fortunately, coincidence only happens once. There is no possibility of a second time.
Even if Zhang Yong happened to choose this street. But with so many houses on this street, it can't be a coincidence, right?
"Brother Dou." Zhang Yong suddenly said.
"Ah, you said." Dou Wanjiang was flattered for a moment.
What did Zhang Yong call himself?
Big brother?
this……
What an honor!
"Pay attention to the spy's face."
"do what?"
"Determine which house the money is in."
"ah?"
Dou Wanjiang was at a loss.
Can you make a judgment just by looking at the face of a spy?
no……
This is put lightly.
I don't have that ability. I didn't see anything.
Spy:......
What? Look at my face?
Just kidding. Can you find the exact house just by looking at my face?
Haha. It’s so funny. It’s a dream.
How do I feel about it? I don’t have any hint at all.
Nonsense...
Unless you are a god. Otherwise...
Hum hum.
If you can find the exact house like this, I will take your last name!
"He'll be nervous."
"The closer he gets to the target, the more nervous he will be."
"This is an uncontrolled psychological reaction. Even the most skilled spy cannot cover it up."
Zhang Yong talked eloquently.
Of course he is deceptive. How does he know anything about psychology?
But it doesn’t matter. Just be able to scare Dou Wanjiang. You see, this is the science I’m talking about!
So, believe in science...
"snort!"
The spy sneered.
Then his face was expressionless and not nervous at all.
What kind of uncontrollable psychological reaction? That's nonsense. I'm not nervous at all.
The convoy moved forward slowly.
"Not this one."
"Not this one."
"Continue to go!"
Zhang Yong continued to gesture.
Then he looked back at the spy with seriousness.
Spy:???
Looks indifferent.
It seems that everything around you has nothing to do with you.
As the convoy gradually approached the target, the spy showed no mood swings at all. No matter how he looked at Dou Wanjiang, he could not tell that he was nervous.
He looked at Zhang Yong in confusion. His eyes were saying, is the science you mentioned really effective?
As a result, Zhang Yong made an OK gesture towards him.
Dou Wanjiang:???
He couldn't understand the meaning of this gesture.
Zhang Yong then said: "Believe in science. Science will definitely find it."
Dou Wanjiang:......
Okay. I believe in science.
But, can you explain to me next time what science is...
"arrive!"
Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.
The spy was subconsciously shocked. What's going on?
The car stopped right in front of the exact house.
faint!
How did you find the other party?
Why is it so accurate?
faint……
What science!
He blurted out involuntarily: "No! No! Wrong!"
As soon as the words came out, I immediately felt something was wrong.
Oops. Got scammed.
The other party was deliberately tricking him. He reacted so fiercely, it was completely because he didn’t have three hundred taels of silver here!
Dou Wanjiang:......
Is this science?
It turned out to be a Japanese spy? No wonder...
However, something feels wrong...
Why did Zhang Yong lie so accurately? Just right in front of the destination?
"Look! He confessed!" Zhang Yong said.
"I didn't." The spy suddenly became anxious.
Who said that?
Don't slander.
When did I confess?
You guessed it yourself, okay? I didn't reveal anything at all...
"You are so calm."
"What?"
"You are pretending to be calm."
"What?"
"You try your best to calm yourself down, but in fact, it's just the opposite..."
"What?"
The spy seemed to understand.
It sounds reasonable. However, it is really not the case.
However, it was a matter of course that Zhang Yong's words fell on Dou Wanjiang's ears. Sure enough, this Zhang Yong was so smart. He was a spy in reverse.
The less nervous the spy is and pretends to be calm, the closer he is to his destination.
This is science! It really makes sense.
But, something is wrong...
"You put the money in this house, right?" Zhang Yong was so busy.
"No." The spy denied desperately.
Although I know it is useless, I must firmly deny it.
Otherwise, once the information is transmitted to the outside, it will become information leaked by him.
Then it's over.
He becomes a traitor and needs to commit seppuku.
"Get in!"
"Me first!"
Dou Wanjiang was impatient.
He wanted to personally verify whether Zhang Yong was so scientific.
Did you really guess it right?
Dou Wanjiang rushed directly to the front of the house without raising his gun.
It is an inconspicuous house. It is a two-story building with an arcade outside. This kind of house is very common in Shanghai.
The door is locked with a small copper lock.
I immediately kicked the door in and found it was empty, with nothing inside.
The living room outside, the dining room on the side, and the bedrooms on the second floor. Very standard equipment. The stairs are made of wood. The second floor is also made of wood.
Oh, I guessed wrong...
Not scientific at all.
Zhang Yong is obviously deceiving people.
He wanted to speak but stopped.
The spy also seemed to be secretly relieved.
Everyone else looked at each other.
Did you guess wrong?
Zhang Yong came in.
He came to the restaurant next to it. There was a wooden floor here.
Zhang Yong stepped on it casually and said to Lu Hai, "Pry open the wooden floor. The things are underneath."
"Okay!" Lu Hai immediately led others to take action.
With three strokes, five divided by two, the wooden floor of the restaurant was pried open.
Sure enough, the hidden compartment underneath was revealed.
All the money is in it.
"No way?"
“Is science really that amazing?”
Dou Wanjiang couldn't believe it.
Zhang Yong really guessed it right.
He can find things that others hide under the wooden floor?
"There's a gun!"
"There's a gun!"
Someone screamed softly.
Then he took out two rifles from the hidden compartment.
Dou Wanjiang took it over curiously and found that it was two horses with four rings. The quality was very good.
He couldn't help but look back at Zhang Yong.
so amazing.
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
What's amazing is that it relies on these two guns.
If the spy hadn't hidden the two guns with the money, he might not have discovered them.
The map only shows weapons and gold. Nothing else is shown.
When the spy was moving, to save trouble, he hid the weapon in a secret compartment so that it was just exposed.
"Everyone move out!"
"yes."
Zhang Yong sat down in the living room outside.
He squinted at the spy and noticed sweat dripping from his forehead.
I don't know if I'm nervous or scared.
I noticed that the spy's hands had been secretly playing with the handcuffs. He deliberately pretended not to see it.
Open the handcuffs if you can. That shows the incompetence of the system.
As a result, the spy worked quietly for a long time, and the handcuffs did not move at all. Instead, the skin on his wrists was scratched.
"Didn't succeed?" Zhang Yong asked deliberately.
The spy's cheeks suddenly turned red. He felt like he had been insulted ten thousand times.
Of course it didn’t succeed! You still need to tell me!
Asking knowingly.
If I succeeded, I would have thrown away the handcuffs and the person would have run away.
"continue."
"It doesn't have to be so secretive. You can use any method to open the handcuffs."
"As long as you are excused, I will let you go."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Be generous and forthright.
Spy:......
Once again I felt like I had been hurt ten thousand times.
idiot!
The opponent's cliffhanger was intentional!
Deliberately humiliating yourself!
Deliberately trapping himself with handcuffs he got from nowhere. It's so difficult to do. His skills are completely useless.
"Who are you?" the spy asked angrily.
"Ah? You don't know me?" Zhang Yong's face was full of surprise, "I thought you knew me. You really don't know me?"
"I..." The spy felt like he had been hurt ten thousand times again.
Why should I know you?
Who are you?
Who are you...
"I am Zhang Yong! I am the Zhang Yong who specializes in catching your spies! Didn't anyone tell you?"
Zhang Yong answered politely.
Spy:......
!@#￥%……
Finished!
Killed!
Suffered 100 million points of damage!
Deadly!
It turns out he is Zhang Yong!
No wonder...
No wonder it's so difficult.
It turns out he is that Zhang Yong. Which Zhang Yong? That one...
In fact, no one told the spy who Zhang Yong was. He overheard it and found out quietly.
Within the Japanese spies, the name Zhang Yong was kept secret.
No one dared to mention it.
Once mentioned, you will be severely punished.
Including but not limited to confinement, seppuku, etc. This shows how terrifying Zhang Yong is.
Unexpectedly, he was Zhang Yong.
He doesn't look like him at all. He's polite, gentle, and harmless to humans and animals.
Such a person is actually a spy nemesis?
Involuntarily, the spy began to think of ways to break free from the handcuffs. Unfortunately, it was still in vain.
"Slowly break free." Zhang Yong said in an amiable tone.
"Ah..." The Japanese spy simply wanted to hit him to death.
hateful!
This Zhang Yong is so hateful.
It seemed like every word, every word, was humiliating him.
Humiliate him for his incompetence.
However, what could he say? Nothing.
Others openly asked him to find a way to break free from the handcuffs. However, he just didn't have the ability and couldn't blame others.
"Bang!"
The first cash box was carried out.
Because the Japanese invaders were in a hurry to move, the cash box was not opened.
The money boxes of this era are certainly not the iron boxes of later generations, nor are they plastic boxes. They are wooden boxes. They are made of fine elm wood. They are very strong and very smooth inside. There are no nails. They are all tenon-jointed.
Very tight. Can carry a lot of weight.
The cash box is locked. There is a seal on the lock. The seal is still intact. It has the seal of the Bank of Communications.
The focus is not on the lock, but on the seal.
If the seal is torn or damaged, it means that the cash box has been tampered with.
As for the lock...
Zhang Yong took out a hammer and struck it casually.
The lock broke immediately.
It's of no use at all.
Open.
Inside are bundles of French currency.
They are all tied with paper strips. They are very new legal tender. The face values are 1 yuan, 2 yuan, 3 yuan, 4 yuan, and 5 yuan.
There is no 10 yuan. The largest face value is 5 yuan.
I don’t know which genius designed it, but there are 3 yuan and 4 yuan ones.
Because the face value is very small, such a large box of French currency is actually worth several thousand yuan.
If it is exchanged for silver dollars, a few thousand silver dollars would be good. However, this is paper money! It will depreciate quickly. It must be sold as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be lost. There is a cold joke. The speed at which the Japanese invaders print counterfeit legal tender currency,
Unable to keep up with the devaluation of legal currency, the Japanese invaders were eventually forced to give up.
Pick up a stack of French currency with a face value of 5 yuan and randomly pull out a few.
After touching it carefully, the quality is still very good. After all, it is printed in the United States.
But later, when legal tender was replaced by domestic printing, the quality was far inferior.
"Come, come, come!"
"Two for each person!"
Zhang Yong started a large-scale distribution.
He is just such a wealthy person. He is rich and willful.
10 yuan of legal currency per person. Equivalent to 10 silver dollars.
"Be careful, don't let go!"
“Spend it as soon as you get it!”
Zhang Yong continued to give instructions.
Spending it now is basically equivalent to 1 silver dollar.
If you wait until the second half of the year, the depreciation may have already started.
Once the money printing machine is started, it will be buzzing. There is no control at all. It will print as much as it can.
He also counted out a stack of French coins and handed them to Dou Wanjiang.
"one year?"
"No. Rewards. Tips."
"ah……"
Dou Wanjiang took it over.
It feels so exaggerated. The reward is actually a few hundred French coins?
Too generous!
"Bang!"
Another cash box was carried out.
Open.
fine.
There are silver dollars inside.
They all come in letters. Each letter costs 50 silver dollars.
There are fifty envelopes in one box. The precise calculation should be 2,500 silver dollars.
The box was very empty. It was not full. It was not that there were not enough silver coins, but that the silver coins were too heavy. 2,500 silver dollars was already more than two hundred pounds.
The biggest advantage of exchanging legal currency for silver dollars is that it is easy to carry. You can carry it with you.
For daily transactions, it is obviously impossible to use banknotes.
"Bang!"
Another cash box was carried out.
The eyes of Dou Wanjiang and others became very strange.
what happened?
So many cash boxes?
Zhang Yong is also curious.
How many are there? Is Kong Fansong so generous?
Several thousand French currency, plus several thousand silver dollars...
more than.
One after another, a total of eight cash boxes were carried out.
The cash box at the back contains all legal tender. There are tens of thousands of yuan in total. But there is only one box of silver dollars.
No more.
Judging from the comparison of the number of cash boxes, it is obvious that the people are resistant to the forced exchange of legal currency for silver dollars. Everyone still retains silver dollars and is unwilling to exchange them. However, as various regulations come one after another, a large number of silver dollars will be
Forced exchange.
Zhang Yong pondered secretly.
It seems that in the process of promoting legal currency, the Fuxing Society Secret Service was also involved.
Participate in what?
It is to combat speculation and smuggling.
This is very profitable. Goods can be confiscated. Property can be confiscated. If you catch it, it is yours.
Of course Virgo cannot let go of such a fat loss.
In the middle and later stages of military unification, there were many functional departments, involved in almost all businesses.
So, here comes the question. Now, what reason do you have to get involved? You must obtain fair and aboveboard power! Then use the power to do whatever you want...
"Team leader, there is no account book." Lu Hai came to report.
They have checked all the cash boxes.
No ledgers were found.
Zhang Yong frowned.
No ledger found.
It's a bit troublesome...
Turning to look at the spy, "Where is the ledger?"
"What ledger?" The spy was obviously pretending to be stupid, "I don't know."
Zhang Yong pursed his lips.
Someone held down the spy and took him away to prepare for torture.
well……
After all, we still have to adopt the old method...