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Chapter 793, Open the blind box and win the prize

Zhang Yong led the team to the Shanghai Police Station.

Report your identity and directly ask to see Police Chief Wang Chaoshun.

Last time, Zhang Yong met Wang Chaoshun when a Japanese spy pretended to be a police officer and intercepted the Bank of Communications cash transport truck.

He also knew that Wang Chaoshun was a member of the Wang family and the same family as Wang Jingwei.

Otherwise, I would not be the director of the Shanghai Police Department! This position is considered to be very valuable.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the Police Department was renamed the Police Department. It is said that Xuan Tiewu fought hard for the position of Chief of the Shanghai Police Department.

After all, Shanghai is the largest city in China. It is also the largest city in Asia.

If we measure it by the level of future generations, this position is at least deputy ministerial level.

"Do you have a reservation?"

"No."

"Sorry, if there is no reservation..."

"Do you want me to ask the attendant to call your director? Do you believe that your director will turn around and shoot you?"

"Please wait."

The policeman in charge of the reception was immediately shocked.

It's so scary. They actually moved out the attendant's room. They just wanted to see our director. Do they need to threaten the attendant's room?

Sure enough, the name of the Attendant's Room is very useful. In less than three minutes, Wang Chaoshun appeared in a hurry.

Of course, I must feel a little unhappy.

Who wants to be knocked directly to the door like this? Not to mention Zhang Yong, a troublemaker.

Of course Wang Chaoshun knew who Zhang Yong was. He also knew that wherever this guy went, bad things would happen. He probably wanted to cause trouble for him this time.

If he wasn't in trouble, then the whole of Shanghai would be in big trouble.

"Director Wang, excuse me."

"Team Leader Zhang, you're welcome."

"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. To be honest, Director Wang, I need all the information on registered wealthy households."

"What?"

"It's the rich people in Shanghai. Their property. Anyone with names in your police station, please bring them to me."

"Team Leader Zhang, what do you want to do?"

"You'd better not ask. Otherwise, if you find out, you may be silenced at any time."

"Too serious..."

Wang Chaoshun replied bitterly. The anger in his heart gradually rose.

Mad, this bastard, really doesn’t take me seriously! What’s so great about you, the leader of the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service?

There isn’t even a formal establishment. The team leader just calls me nice. Do you still take it seriously?

I am the dignified chief of the Shanghai Police Station!

The Eight Classics of Zhenger are compiled!

The four to five million people in Shanghai are all under my control.

You dare to ride on my head and act wild? Who do you think you are? The villain will succeed.

Pooh!

I really wanted to spit on Zhang Yong in front of his face, but I held back.

There is no way, the word "attendant's room" is very fatal.

"ASAP!"

"Team Leader Zhang, what exactly are you going to do?"

"Some people are trying to bombard the presidential palace, trying to kill the Chairman of the Standing Committee of the National People's Congress, trying to kill the Executive Yuan and other senior officials."

"What?"

Wang Chaoshun's expression changed drastically.

He didn't know about this. No one told him.

In fact, only a very few people know about the last discovery of mortars. It is strictly confidential.

All idiots know that it is impossible to spread such a thing. Otherwise, whether it is true or false, it will cause an uproar. The prestige of the government will be gone.

However, from now on, it is no longer possible to keep it secret. There is no need to keep it secret either. Because new evidence has been found at Wusongkou Pier.

Minister Min's tone clearly conveyed the above meaning. Hurry up and arrest people. Cut the mess quickly. There is no need to investigate secretly. If you have any method, just use it. The hidden danger must be eliminated. The mastermind behind it must be arrested.

come out.

Otherwise, the committee members, their wives, and other big shots will not feel safe at all in the presidential palace.

It's okay not to know about this kind of thing. Now that you know it, there is definitely a thorn in your heart. No one can stay away from it. No one can stay calm.

What if a shell actually falls?

That's not a joke. It can really kill people.

"I'll give you ten minutes. You can call the Executive Yuan to verify." Zhang Yong said.

"Okay." Wang Chaoshun couldn't think about anything else and hurriedly called.

The matter was so important that Zhang Yong was not polite enough to care.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Soon, Wang Chaoshun came back.

He looked a little anxious.

"Team Leader Zhang, I understand. I will cooperate fully."

"material."

"What?"

"I want the information of all the wealthy households in Shanghai. Their property distribution. As long as they are registered at your police station, I want it."

"immediately!"

Wang Chaoshun went to make arrangements in person.

He no longer dared to neglect, for fear of delaying things because of himself.

Zhang Yong sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Very good, side evidence proves that Wang Jingwei is also very nervous.

After all, he also works in the Presidential Palace. He has been in the Presidential Palace longer than Chiang Kai-shek.

Chiang Kai-shek often flew all over the country, commanding "bandit suppression" everywhere. Sometimes, he would not come back for a year or a half. For example, when he went to Nanchang before, he stayed there for more than half a year. The Presidential Palace was basically occupied by Wang Jingwei and

Others are at work.

If the spies were killing people indiscriminately, maybe they would actually kill him, the executive director, too.

Soon, Wang Chaoshun came back with a lot of information.

Zhang Yong picked up a copy. It contained information about various wealthy households.

There is no doubt that this information is incomplete. No one will truthfully report all of their assets.

However, the police department will also use other methods to collect some information. Then comprehensively analyze and judge, and then supplement. Gradually, the information will be very different.

"I want Du Yuesheng's."

"good."

Wang Chaoshun found Du Yuesheng's information.

Zhang Yong took it and looked at it carefully. He was secretly sighing and feeling secretly envious and jealous.

Digging. This Du Yuesheng's property is really quite a lot! It has more than 30 pages. There are more than 300 properties alone.

These are still registered. Those that are not registered. Who knows how many more there are?

Judging from the registration situation, Du Yuesheng is involved in many industries. There is almost no industry that he is not involved in.

The focus is of course on nightclubs, casinos, opium dens and the like.

The New Life Movement banned prostitution, gambling, and smoking. However, it had no impact on Boss Du.

On the contrary, nightclubs, casinos, opium dens, etc. run by other people were attacked and banned, and Boss Du's business became better.

Therefore, on the surface and in newspapers, Boss Du is very active in supporting the New Life Movement.

I don’t know if Chiang Kai-shek believed it or not. Anyway, Zhang Yong believed it._^_

I'll probably remember a few. Then go find Huang Huangrong.

The situation is similar to Du Yuesheng's.

Copy version. The difference is purely in quantity. On the last page, there is a word 4800.

I don’t know who wrote it. It was written in red pen. He must be a big shot.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yong asked curiously.

"This..." Wang Chaoshun hesitated.

"Written by commission?"

"no……"

"Then what can't be said?"

"I write……"

"What's the meaning?"

"I infer that Huang Huangrong's industrial value should be 48 million yuan..."

"Oh I got it."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully and didn't pay much attention.

This number reveals Wang Chaoshun’s true identity. This guy is also plotting against Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng!

Normal. This is the fruit party. If there is no greed, then it is abnormal.

Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong both have a family fortune of tens of millions. No, the approximate figures are already there, 48 million oceans! Who wouldn't be tempted?

Chiang Kai-shek was very excited, but no one would tell Chiang Kai-shek. This was an unspoken rule.

If you tell Lao Jiang, it will be gone. If you look back, Lao Jiang will definitely find a way to pick the peaches.

Zhang Yong will not report it either.

Commander Qian doesn't know how to do it either. Everyone doesn't know how to do it.

Everyone knows the stakes involved. Everyone has a share in the peach here.

Today you grill a little, and tomorrow I grill a little, and everyone's hands will be stained with meat. Make some money, drink some wine, and live a small life.

If Chiang Kai-shek digs out all the roots, there will be no wool left.

This is also the case in the national army. Everyone is tacitly aware of the matter of empty pay. No one will bring it to Chiang Kai-shek's side.

Not even the nerd Huang Wei would. He would at most blame the Ministry of National Defense for not allocating enough food. But he would never report to Chiang Kai-shek, saying which army had a certain amount of vacancies, or blaming who and who for taking how much vacancies. So,

Chiang Kai-shek was basically unaware.

When making combat plans, Chiang Kai-shek always calculated the troop strength according to the sequence list. If a division had 8,000 men, he calculated it as 8,000 men. But in fact, some divisions may only have less than 6,000 men.

.Exaggeratedly speaking, there are not even 5,000 people.

On the Huaihai battlefield, 800,000 vs. 600,000. Old Chiang Kai-shek said that the advantage lies with me. In fact, it may not be the case. The 600,000 on the red side is real. It’s just a lot more. There are only hidden troops here. There are no false reports of troops. Not yet.

Counting the militia and local armed forces. But the 800,000 national army is only on paper. In fact, it may not be 600,000. What is the advantage? Haha.

"Does it belong to Du Yuesheng?"

"Maybe a little more."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Two super fat sheep! Together, they exceed a small goal.

The unit is a silver dollar. It is an ocean. An ocean with a small target! His eyes are shining.

All the money he has made now, combined, is probably two to three million. He is still a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the small goal of 100 million.

Comparing people with each other makes people angry.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

"You don't just want information, do you?" Wang Chaoshun couldn't figure out Zhang Yong's purpose.

I asked you to investigate the shelling case, and you came here to check the information of wealthy households?

I know what you want to do.

But at this time, you should hurry up!

You can't just think about making money! At least do something serious! What if someone bombards the Presidential Palace tonight...

"I don't know how to investigate cases." Zhang Yong spread his hands and said he was sincere.

Sincerity is the eternal must-win!

I made it clear, I don’t know how to investigate a case.

It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s that I don’t understand. So, don’t blame me.

"you……"

Wang Chaoshun was about to speak but stopped.

Just now, he almost wanted to say, since you don't understand, then change someone...

Fortunately, the words had just risen from his throat and were immediately suppressed by him. Just kidding. How could he say such words?

If Zhang Yong replies, "You can do what you want, I'll recommend you to the attendant room."

Then it's over. He's dead.

Besides Zhang Yong, who else can investigate this kind of thing?

It is obvious that the Japanese did it. If we continue to investigate, we will definitely encounter crazy obstruction from the Japanese.

Maybe it was an assassination, and his life would be lost.

Is he, Wang Chaoshun, looking for death?

Immediately change his mind and say, "No one else can do this except you."

"Alas..." Zhang Yong sighed.

Everyone is a human being.

Everyone knows this is a hot potato.

The risk is very high. You may die at any time. But there is no benefit. So, everyone stays away from it.

Okay, since you are not happy and you have to ask me to come, then I will definitely have to knock the blackjack out loud.

After obtaining the information of the wealthy households, the next step is to extort money.

Knock hard.

Happy knocking.

Say goodbye. Leave the police station and go to the concession.

do what?

Catch Dou Yishan, the owner of the Paris on the Sea nightclub.

He used chicken feathers as arrows. If there were dates or not, he would shoot them randomly. Anyway, he didn't know how to investigate the case. He could only act randomly.

What if it goes wrong?

What if there really are dates?

From a distance, I found another yellow-dot pestle at the rental entrance. No need to ask, it must be Li Yuanqing.

Suspicion.

Is this guy assigned?

Your daily job is to stand guard at the entrance? You don’t need to do anything else?

When I arrived at the entrance of the concession, I found that it was indeed Li Yuanqing. He was staying at the entrance with nothing to do. He felt that he was having a hard time.

parking.

get off.

Came to Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing looked at him silently, as if he was too lazy to say hello to him.

We met twice in three days. We were so familiar with each other that I was too lazy to say hello.

"Captain Li, do you want to change jobs?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Have you been demoted? Stay here all day. If you were demoted..."

"It's calm in the concession. If I don't stand here, where would I stand?"

"Captain Li, I'm serious..."

"Don't talk nonsense! If you want to go in, go in. Don't talk nonsense!"

"That's okay."

"If you pass by the Madiel Hotel, you can go in and look at the cars inside."

"What?"

"There is a batch of smuggled cars that are being auctioned at the Madiel Hotel."

"Want money?"

"What do you think?"

"knew."

Zhang Yong said haha.

If it costs money, forget it. I can’t afford it.

If a spy bought it and then snatched it back himself, that would be pretty much the same.

Traitors are allowed too.

Anyway, if you have to pay for it yourself, that's absolutely not possible.

Even Stypunk...

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a red dot came from a distance.

The speed is quite fast. I judge that I am driving.

Observing carefully, I found that there was no mark. Next to the red dot, there was a white dot. The white dot was not marked either. However, he was sitting in the back seat of the car...

etc……

Zhang Yong suddenly realized something was wrong.

The map seems to have been upgraded again. Quietly. There is no prompt.

What content has been upgraded?

It seems to be a sketch of the item?

For example, a car has a rough outline.

He no longer has to guess whether he is taking a car. By zooming in on the map, he can see the outline of the car.

I didn't react just now. Now if you look carefully, you can see that it is a car. But there is no car appearance. Therefore, it is impossible to judge the color, model, etc. There are also sketches of the front and rear seats of the car. You can clearly judge who is sitting in it.

In which position.

The red dot is the driver. He is responsible for driving. There is a white dot sitting in the back seat.

This is strange.

A Japanese spy is actually responsible for driving?

Could it be that the white dot at the back has an identity?

who are they?

What are you doing in the concession?

My mind moved.

He immediately waved to others to hide.

At the same time, Zhang Yong himself was hiding behind the barrier to avoid being discovered by Japanese spies in advance.

Li Yuanqing silently watched Zhang Yong's movements without saying a word.

A few minutes later, a car appeared in view.

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up slightly.

I just thought of Stypunk, I will get one right away.

Immediately refreshed.

It seems that all my wishes are coming true lately!

A Japanese spy accidentally sent me a Stypunk. It seemed to be quite new. It was really rich.

I have captured so many spies before, but I still have money to buy Stypunk. It’s really amazing.

It can be seen from this that the spies' money is endless.

After all, behind them is a country. There is also a puppet state of Manchukuo. It is very wealthy.

Stepunk came to the entrance of the concession. Slowed down and stopped.

The spy driver stretched out his hand and handed over his ID.

Li Yuanqing took the document and looked at it. It was genuine. It was signed by a Frenchman.

At this time, Zhang Yong came out.

There are no weapons marks on the spy or the white dot in the back row. There is no problem with safety.

He ignored the spy and went directly to the back seat. He found that the windows in the back seat were closed and sunshades were hung, covering them tightly.

"Routine inspection. Put down the car windows." Zhang Yong said expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry. This is a distinguished guest that Lord Maxim of the Public Security Bureau wants to see." The spy's attitude was quite tough.

"Routine inspection. Lower the windows." Zhang Yong emphasized repeatedly.

As a result, the spy did not take any action.

Zhang Yong then took out his gun directly.

The others immediately and silently surrounded him.

Li Yuanqing waved his hand and retreated with all the patrolmen. He handed the scene over to Zhang Yong.

At present, the vehicles have not entered the concession area. Therefore, it is not considered the concession area. He can manage it or ignore it. Of course he chooses the latter.

This Zhang Yong must have discovered something.

But it’s very strange, what exactly did he discover? And how did he discover it?

Frankly speaking, Li Yuanqing didn't see anything.

The documents are also genuine.

The other party may really want to visit Maxim...

"get off!"

"Who are you?"

"get off!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Chen Hai and others immediately rushed forward and arrested the person.

The opponent didn't have a gun, so struggling was useless. A few people could easily hold down the target.

At the same time, the rear door was also opened. A middle-aged man was found inside with a suitcase at his feet.

Nothing special. Looks decent. Nothing contraband.

Even so, the middle-aged man is very calm.

He frowned and looked at Zhang Yong displeased. He said slowly: "Are you from the patrol room?"

"Misunderstanding." Zhang Yong shook his head, "We are not patrolling."

"Then who are you?"

"I should ask this question. Who are you?"

"My name is Tan Youwei. I'm here to visit Mr. Maxim of the Public Security Bureau. I will mention today's matter to him."

"suitcase."

"Are you trying to rob?"

"Of course not. We are doing a routine inspection."

"The suitcase is full of legal currency. If you dare to embezzle it..."

"Bring it here!"

Zhang Yong said coldly. Noisily.

He reached out and took the suitcase over and opened it directly. Sure enough, it was filled with French currency.

The stacks are very neat. There are 10-yuan denominations and 20-yuan denominations. If you add them all up, there may be hundreds of thousands or two hundred thousand?

"I told you, it's legal tender." The middle-aged man said coldly, "Now, do you believe it?"

"I believe it." Zhang Yong nodded and took out a wad of coins with a face value of 20 yuan. A total of 2,000 French currency.

There is a very familiar feeling.

Why? Because it was there when Cui Jianwei was arrested last time.

It is also a legal tender with a face value of 20 yuan. It is somewhat different from other legal tenders and seems to be of better quality.

Maybe it wasn't printed by the same machine?

Thinking of Cui Jianwei...

I immediately thought of another person...

"I don't care who you are, how dare you be in the concession..."

"It's a pity that you haven't entered the concession yet."

"What do you mean?"

"Your name is not Tan Youwei. Your name should be Guan Renjie, right?"

"Nonsense!"

A refutation of the conditioned reflexes of middle-aged people.

Zhang Yong smiled slightly and tossed the French currency in his hand.

Haha. Open the blind box and win the prize.

Guan Renjie was caught. He had 3.5 million French currency.

Ha ha!

Hit the jackpot……

Hit the jackpot……

[To be continued]

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