Zhang Yong looked out at the narrow alley. It was indeed very dark.
If it weren't for the lights shining through the grocery store, I could probably describe it as being blind.
There are no electric lights in the grocery store. Two air-dead wind lamps hang outside, emitting a dim yellow light.
It looks even more sinister.
There is no one around.
The map shows that there are no white spots around.
In other words, there are no living people. But it is unclear whether there are dead people.
This requires a spy to answer.
The grocery store owner was brought up and sat on a small bench.
On the counter is the golden Buddha that Zhang Yong just "received".
What a bulky one.
No place to store it.
Alas, what a pity.
Even if you want to be greedy for ink, it’s true.
The rag was taken away from the grocer's mouth. He remained silent.
"Let's get right to the point."
"Where is Yu Daoxin?"
Zhang Yong said slowly, making sure to enunciate every word clearly.
He believed that the grocery store owner's hearing was normal. This guy was a spy. Not only was he normal, but he should also be very good.
Sure enough, when Yu Daoxin's name was mentioned, the spy's expression changed slightly.
The Japanese spy was surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Yong to mention this most critical issue when he came up.
The world is spinning.
My eyesight went dark.
"You can bite your tongue and commit suicide." Zhang Yong followed, "I won't stop you."
The spy bit his tongue subconsciously, trying to use force.
However, the pain made him give up.
He doesn't want to commit suicide.
Because he still has too many questions.
How did the other party find him? Why did he know Yu Daoxin?
Logically speaking, there were no outsiders in the situation at that time. There were only a few of their core figures. Could it be that who leaked the news?
Or could you say that you were betrayed?
Otherwise, how could this man named Zhang Yong come directly to his door?
coincide?
No. Spies don't believe in coincidences.
In the espionage industry, all coincidences are human traces.
so……
He was blown up.
On this night without warning, it was over.
You are most likely to be betrayed.
The more I think about it, the more I feel.
silence.
Zhang Yong was not in a hurry either.
He was studying the golden Buddha with great interest.
In fact, we are calculating its price. How much does it weigh? 12 kilograms? How much does each gram of gold cost?
Because it is made in the shape of a golden Buddha, the price cannot be calculated using pure gold. At least the price increase is more than 100%. That is double the happiness...
No. It’s double the money. Zhang Xiaolin is indeed rich.
envy, jealousy, hate……
How can we get the money from this big traitor...
Robbery?
Probably not.
There's too much movement.
Zhang Xiaolin may have joined the Wang family now.
They should also be flirting with the three places in Dingmo Village. From now on, they will all be in a nest of snakes and rats. They must have been in contact with each other for a long time.
With the support of the Wang family behind you, if you do it forcefully, you will be more passive.
Still have to come in secret...
Suddenly, the map prompted someone else to arrive.
There is also a gold mark on the body.
So cool...
Someone else sent money.
What a great night...
He quickly put away the golden Buddha and prepared to receive guests.
wrong……
What about picking up guests? Bah bah bah...
However, it seems that they are just picking up guests. Although others are sending stolen goods.
"伱......"
The spy suddenly spoke.
Zhang Yong didn't look back, and stretched out his hand to tell him to shut up.
Don't make any noise.
Don't disturb the delivery person.
Otherwise, if the delivery person turns back halfway, I will kill you.
"you……"
The spy was unwilling to give in.
He felt ignored. Humiliated.
He was obviously ready to confess. But the other party didn't care? I have to say, he was very shocked.
Could it be said that his own value is not worth a penny in front of Zhang Yong's eyes?
"Shut up!" Zhang Yong roared in a low voice.
"Someone is delivering the goods." Zhang Yong continued, "If you dare to sound a warning, I will break your legs."
"You..." The spy looked incredulously.
This guy……
You actually want to collect dirt?
No. What do you mean?
I am a spy after all. Am I not more important than the stolen goods?
idiot!
I really want to curse people.
But I dare not.
Because he believed Zhang Yong's warning.
If he interferes with Zhang Yong's good deeds, Zhang Yong will definitely make his life worse than death.
He doesn't want to die.
Even more afraid of torture.
Because a certain scene not long ago left a very deep memory in his mind.
Why bother letting yourself suffer for a delivery person?
So he shut up obediently, and at the same time secretly observed Zhang Yong's every move, looking for flaws. He hoped to find Zhang Yong's weaknesses.
As long as we are human, we have weaknesses.
Zhang Yong is a human being, of course.
As long as you find the weakness, you can take targeted measures. Prescribe the right medicine and kill it with one blow.
At least, it can save his life temporarily.
silence……
Dim light...
The delivery man is getting closer.
This guy seems to be more careful than before.
He takes one step and looks back three times. He takes one step and looks three times. Sometimes he even deliberately steps back.
Repeatedly, it will come back at any time. That dillydally.
However, Zhang Yong was not in a hurry.
Intelligence shows that this is a place where dirt is collected.
No matter how many twists and turns the other party takes, they will eventually appear in front of you.
He just needs to wait.
Sure enough, after more than ten minutes, the white spot came closer.
He was less than a hundred meters away from the grocery store. At this time, he had entered the circle surrounded by Shi Hu and others and could be arrested at any time.
But it's not necessary. Zhang Yong gestured to put the target in front of him.
Soon, the target appeared.
He is an old man. He does not disguise himself and is very cautious.
Zhang Yong's intuition was that the other party might not be an ordinary delivery person. Or he was not a delivery person.
Why do you have such an intuition? I don’t know. Anyway, it’s just so mysterious.
"Your Excellency doesn't come often." Zhang Yong took the initiative to speak.
"I..." The old man was a little embarrassed. Apparently he was asked by Zhang Yong.
Yes, he is indeed not the delivery person.
If you are a delivery person, you should be quite familiar with this place.
It seems that the other party is overly cautious for no reason. The other party is also afraid of being tricked by him.
"Okay. What did you bring?"
"I……"
The old man took out a package.
The kind of package that ordinary people use. Made of floral cotton.
Yang Xiuqin also has one.
Zhang Yong glanced at it and said expressionlessly: "You are not our delivery person. We will reduce the price by 20%. You have to think about it."
"Twenty percent..." The old man muttered, frowned, and hesitated.
Zhang Yong remained silent.
Is 20% a lot?
He has no intention of giving any money at all!
Everything that comes here is stolen goods. Since it is stolen goods, of course he will take advantage of them.
It was a pity that such a channel had not been found before. Now that he has found it, of course he has to wipe it clean. Everyone who comes in will be wiped clean.
"I won't sell it..." the old man finally decided.
Zhang Yong snapped his fingers.
The old man immediately realized something was wrong. Someone appeared from behind and blocked him in the middle.
"you……"
"give it to me!"
Zhang Yong raised his fingers expressionlessly.
Shi Hu snatched the flowered cotton parcel and put it on the counter while controlling the old man.
"you……"
The old man was shocked, angry, and panicked at the same time.
Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to untie the flowered cotton cloth. He failed to untie it and tied the knot, so he directly used scissors.
After cutting it open, I found that there were all kinds of gold necklaces, jade necklaces, and some jade bracelets inside. The gold necklaces were nothing special. The jade necklaces were crystal clear green, and seemed to be of high quality. It was speculated that their value was not high.
Philippines.
The quantity is also large. There may be thirty or forty pieces. The specific value cannot be estimated. But it is certain that those who can own these things are definitely wealthy people. In other words, they are the kind of first-class people. Even super first-class people. Maybe a top-quality jadeite.
The necklace is worth tens of thousands of dollars.
"Where did it come from?" Zhang Yong asked.
There are so many accessories, it’s not easy! The old guy has skills.
The old guy hesitated...
Zhang Yong took out a dagger and put it on the counter.
"me……"
"Where did you get it from?"
"me……"
Zhang Yong pursed his lips.
Shi Hu and others dragged the old guy down.
The old guy immediately realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "It's Fengtian Bank, it's Fengtian Bank..."
"What?" Zhang Yong was stunned.
Fengtian Bank?
He knew the name. It was similar to the Manchuria Xinxing Hotel. Both were properties of the puppet Manchukuo.
Shanghai is really a chaotic place. There are all kinds of things, weird things, and all kinds of strange things. The government does not recognize the existence of the puppet Manchukuo. However, Yoshiko Kawashima and others can travel openly. They are also guests of the government.
Behind this so-called Fengtian Bank are Yoshiko Kawashima and others. However, it is not large in scale.
Zhang Yong drove past the neighborhood several times. He didn't find any Japanese people inside, so he didn't pay much attention.
"Did you rob a bank?"
"no……"
"Confess honestly."
"I, I took it out of the safe."
"Can you open the safe?"
"I didn't drive it. Someone else opened it. I just took the opportunity to pick it up."
"Someone drove it?"
Zhang Yong straightened his body. This passage contains a lot of information!
Someone opened the safe, but the old man was able to get so many gold and silver jewelry from inside. What does this mean?
Not normal!
"what happened?"
"A few days ago, someone opened a dozen safes..."
"Is there someone? Who is it?"
"I have no idea……"
"What do you do?"
"I am the night watchman..."
"Go on."
"I found that the safe was opened and all kinds of gold and silver jewelry were scattered on the floor, so I hurriedly picked up some valuables and ran away immediately. I have been avoiding the limelight these days. I heard that you can collect them
Goods, so, just, just..."
"wait!"
Zhang Yong realized that this incident was extraordinary.
Although Fengtian Bank is a small bank, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can break into.
There are guards and guns.
This is an industry owned by the puppet Manchukuo. It is protected by hardcore traitors armed with guns.
"Where are the guards?"
"All killed. Eight. All dead."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong felt more and more that there was something fishy about this matter.
An outsider kills eight armed guards? Opens a dozen safes?
However, the gold, silver and jewelry all over the ground were not taken away.
So, what is he looking for?
Is there anything more important than gold, silver and jewelry?
wrong.
There are too many strange things.
The key is that the outside world seems to be completely unaware of this matter.
At least, he Zhang Yong didn't know.
Yes, I have to ask carefully tomorrow.
If there was any intrigue behind this matter, he would also have a hand in it.
It’s hard to make money recently, so we need to expand our financial avenues...
There is no point in cutting back on expenditures. We need to increase revenue.
To attract spies from other countries. To attract money from other countries...
After all, there is a limit to poaching flesh from one's own people. Poaching flesh from the bodies of the world's great powers is considered a skill. The income is also rich. Whatever country, virtue, Britain, France, or any country, a little leakage from between the fingers is enough for him to kill Zhang Yong.
Half a lifetime.
"Take it away first."
Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked people to take the old guy away.
I don’t have time to continue following you for now. I’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’ll have time to go to Fengtian Bank tomorrow. Now…
Zhang Yong looked back at the spy.
A strange idea came to mind.
Recently, if we want to create disinformation, we should only target the Japanese.
The problem is that the Japanese army has no valuable intelligence.
To be precise, there is no high-level intelligence worthy of the attention of world powers. The beautiful country is not interested in the Japanese army...
etc……
That was only the Japanese navy.
As the only competitor in the Pacific, the US Navy is very concerned about the Japanese navy.
So, what did the Japanese navy have?
Ah, I remembered it. It really does exist.
That is the battleship Yamato. That is the Yamato Hotel.
It will officially start construction next year. It will then be launched in 1940 and officially enter service in 1941.
The construction of the Yamato battleship was the top secret of the Japanese navy.
The 460mm main gun it was equipped with was not known to the Americans until the outbreak of the Pacific War.
I always thought it was 406mm. It was the same level as the US's own battleships.
The Americans will definitely be interested in information about the Yamato.
So, the question is, how to create a genuine intelligence and expose the data of the battleship Yamato?
And then make some money from it yourself?
The construction cost of the Yamato battleship, converted into U.S. dollars at the time, was more than 250 million U.S. dollars. The cost was very expensive.
The USS Missouri battleship cost only about US$120 million.
The cost of building an Essex-class aircraft carrier, excluding aircraft, is only about $70 million.
They are all gold-eating beasts!
With such a small amount of money, it’s not an exaggeration to make some of it yourself.
The requirement is not high. One hundred thousand dollars. He is already satisfied. Of course, it would be best if there is one million dollars...
I laugh when I dream.
Shake his head.
I feel like I'm too whimsical.
The content of the disinformation is there. But it has to wait until Plan 226 becomes a reality.
"You can speak now." Zhang Yong turned to the spy.
After a slight pause, Zhang Yong said slowly: "You must be deeply impressed by Yu Daoxin's death."
The Japanese spy had an expressionless face. However, his eyes betrayed him.
Apparently, he remembered the scene.
"Where is Yu Daoxin's body?"
"Buried."
"where?"
"beside."
"Exact location."
"The seventh house to the west."
"good."
Zhang Yong nodded.
At this point, there is no need for the other party to lie.
The person was probably not killed by this Japanese spy. The murderer was someone else. It was probably someone who the Japanese spy in front of him could not afford to offend.
"Who did the murder?"
"..."
"From the Miyamoto family?"
"no."
"From the Hojo family?"
"no."
"From the Maori family?"
"no……"
Zhang Yong listed more than a dozen Japanese invaders' surnames, but they were all denied.
It seems that the other party is not ready to reveal it.
What should I do? It’s still the middle of the night! I feel like there will be delivery people arriving.
Okay. Let’s not get down to business for now.
Let’s talk about other things after daybreak.
Suddenly, four red dots appeared. They were all armed and moving towards the grocery store.
Zhang Yong:???
Be vigilant immediately.
Four Japanese invaders! Even armed with weapons!
What is this going to do?
Did you find out that the grocery store owner was arrested?
still……
"Shihu!"
"coming."
"Four Japanese invaders are coming. They are all armed."
"clear!"
Shi Hu immediately ordered to go down.
When he turned around, he found that the Japanese spy was looking at him in shock and fear.
