The eyes were bloodshot. The whole person looked a bit ferocious, like a hungry wolf.
When Zhang Yong first saw Li Boqi, he felt that this guy was not a good person. In fact, he was indeed not a good person.
Well, that's the same thing. Good people can't survive in the Fuxing Society Secret Service.
"Team leader."
"Stand."
"yes."
Zhang Yong stood neatly.
Li Boqi sat down and fiddled with his things without saying a word.
Penalty standing?
An idea came into Zhang Yong's mind.
Huh, I guess...
I must have done something wrong somewhere.
Or maybe I accidentally stole Li Boqi's limelight...
After much deliberation, he automatically and consciously brought in informants who had no development prospects. Alas, he has not started this matter until now.
Moreover, some people who had taken refuge with him did not seem to have been well maintained in the later period. They were all left to Shi Bingdao. They usually ran around and didn't ask. If Li Boqi asked him now how the informant's development was, he would
I can only hesitate.
Stand obediently.
Waiting to be criticized.
Finally, Li Boqi finished packing his things. Without raising his head, he spoke in a dark voice.
"Have you ever gone to see Song Ziyu?"
"No."
"why are you not going?"
"there is no time."
"Virgo asked you to go to her once a month. This is an order. It must be carried out."
"Why?"
Zhang Yong muttered in a low voice, feeling secretly resentful.
You leaders are really so idle that it hurts. You care about the sky, the earth, the air, and women?
What does it have to do with you whether I go to see Song Ziyu or not?
but……
etc!
Li Boqi didn't ask about the informant? He actually asked about Song Ziyu?
eccentric……
I saw Li Boqi take out an envelope and put it on the table.
Zhang Yong reflexively thought that there were banknotes or other currencies inside. But he was quickly disappointed. The map did not show it!
"This is……"
"Tickets for tonight's movie. The new theater at the White House."
"What?"
"I have arranged everything for you. You can call Song Ziyu later and invite her to watch a movie tonight."
"Not going."
"Then others will invite her."
"I……"
"going or not?"
"go."
Zhang Yong was immediately defeated.
Proud?
It doesn't exist. Change your story immediately.
Song Ziyu doesn’t have to go, but she can’t go with other men.
She can leave the beauty alone, but if other men want to get close, they must not. He is controlled by Li Boqi.
"You are not young anymore. There are certain statuses that must be settled."
"I'm still young……"
"I'm as old as you, and my son is already three years old..."
"That's you..."
Zhang Yong said angrily.
Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong with Li Boqi's expression.
The whole person seemed to be suddenly stunned.
The eyes are empty.
Movements are stiff.
It suddenly felt strange.
Yes, Li Boqi’s family. It seems that no one has ever mentioned it?
Stand obediently.
Dare not speak.
There were footsteps outside. Someone came to the door and wanted to shout a report. Zhang Yong gestured for him to get out and come back later.
Li Boqi's expression was obviously stimulated by something. He was completely out of state.
His face was gloomy and uncertain. He seemed extremely angry?
After five minutes, Li Boqi gradually came back to his senses as if nothing had happened.
"Team leader..."
"I'm tired."
"Then I'll take my leave."
"etc."
"yes."
Zhang Yong stood neatly.
I don’t know if Li Boqi has anything else to explain. It feels weird.
"Virgo already knows about the Zhongzheng Sword."
"Well, he..."
"How do you feel about yourself?"
"So-so. Actually, I don't really want to..."
"Worried about Virgo being jealous?"
"yes."
Zhang Yong answered honestly.
He and Li Boqi were the only two people here. There was nothing they dared to say.
What? Eavesdropping? Don’t worry. It doesn’t exist.
With Li Boqi's professional level, there is no possibility of eavesdropping equipment in this office.
The eavesdropping equipment at that time all required power. The places where it could be hidden and installed were limited. Li Boqi was an expert, who could hide it from him?
"If Virgo wants to kill you, are you sure you can escape?"
"this……"
"Where's your informant? Where's your safe house?"
"I……"
Zhang Yong drooped his head.
Okay, bringing this topic up again. Please, can you change it to something fresh?
Informant all day long!
Safe house all day long!
Will he die?
Oh, I will really die...
Shut up.
Accept it humbly and never repent...
"So, if I ask you to invite Song Ziyu to watch a movie, it means that your ambition is to be with the empty team. Virgo will naturally have no grudges."
"May I?"
"Can."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong was dubious.
These old guys are playing too cryptically.
Just asking people to watch a movie can convey so much information to the outside world?
pull……
However, most of his energy is indeed spent on the short-term financing department.
Zhang Yong no longer had any interest in the Fuxing Society Secret Service. Simply catching Japanese spies could no longer satisfy his needs.
Almost all the rich spies have been caught. The ones who came after are almost all paupers.
If you want to continue to make a fortune, you have to go to the high end. You have to enter the international espionage market. Make money from foreigners.
The Fuxing Society Secret Service does not have such a high level. It cannot reach the world stage.
Only the Air Force can. Because the Air Force will be the field with the closest international cooperation in the next ten years.
He had to be on the big stage of the National Air Force, cooperate with the Flying Tigers, and later the Allied Air Force, in order to bring out the value of intelligence.
When Jiang Yiying translated the telegram about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, no one believed it. Why? He was just a humble person. Others looked down upon the Fuxing Society Secret Service.
However, if this information was translated by the Air Force Intelligence Office, it would be different.
It will definitely be more substantial.
If you prepare some corresponding information in advance, more people will believe it.
It is impossible to change the historical course of the attack on Pearl Harbor. However, after the attack broke out, it can gain more people's attention.
that's enough.
This is the value of his Zhang Yong existence.
Let the aftermath of historical events expand a little and change a little.
For example, during the February 26 Incident, although he did not make much profit, the number of people sentenced to execution by the Japanese invaders increased tenfold. Two Japanese army generals were forced to apologize. It also made Lin Xiaoyan obsessed with herself.
Secretly betrayed the Empire.
On the international stage, you can make money.
Reach out.
Bring the envelope over.
Sure enough, there were two exquisite movie tickets inside.
Huh?
It seems like the venue is still reserved?
That's right. Booked the entire new White House Theater.
"this……"
"I bought it myself."
"No. I mean. Who pays?"
"Of course it's you."
"I didn't say I wanted to book the venue!"
"I decided."
"No. Then there's no need to book the venue!"
"This will show that you are sincere! It's not good for a girl to be watched by others."
"You decide, you pay for it yourself. I definitely won't pay for it."
"Deduct it from your salary."
"I……"
Zhang Yong was defeated.
Faint!
Got plotted again.
It's pitiful, my basic salary is only five yuan a month!
Okay, you can deduct whatever you want!
My salary is not enough to deduct it. Haha.
This new theater in the White House seems to be quite expensive. If you book a theater, it starts at at least 300 yuan.
Five oceans a month, renting the venue, three hundred oceans, it will take 60 months. That is, it will be deducted in five years. Oh, deduct it. If you can, deduct five years of my salary...
Pout.
Disdainful.
"Then you buckle slowly!"
"What you are getting now is the team leader's salary. 50 oceans per month..."
"How many?"
Zhang Yong immediately quit.
I didn’t tell you earlier. When did it happen? No one told me!
Finished...
It seems like I haven't received a salary for a long time.
The team leader actually gets a monthly salary of NT$50? That’s amazing. Fifty dollars! A lot of small money...
etc……
"Where's my salary?"
"Li Jingzhi helped you get it. Isn't it always like this?"
"Well……"
Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.
Okay. That's true. She did it all for her.
She received the salary, subsidies, and holiday expenses for him. After receiving them, they were deposited with her.
He never moved. He never asked about it.
Not necessary.
Catching spies outside can earn you some income...
"Call up."
"What?"
"Call now. Song Ziyu is at the Brazilian barbecue restaurant."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong thought for a while and started to act.
He wasn't the one who was dragging his feet. He just wanted to talk things over with Song Ziyu.
You know what kind of person I am!
If you are willing, then we will be united by name. This will be an explanation to the outside world.
However, if you expect me to be single-minded and affectionate, I'm sorry. I really don't. I have said it before. In my life, there are only female supporting characters and no female protagonists.
Call the Brazilian BBQ restaurant.
The person who answered the phone was another little beauty. What is her name? Xiaomei?
"Hello……"
"Xiaomei. My name is Zhang Yong. I'm looking for Miss Song Ziyu."
"Oh, it's Team Leader Zhang. I'll call her over right away."
"Thanks."
Zhang Yong waited patiently.
Song Ziyu came over quickly. Her voice was sweet.
"You're looking for me?"
"I'll invite you to watch a movie tonight..."
"Okay. Where should we go to see it?"
"The New Theater at the White House."
"when?"
"At seven o'clock in the evening. I'll pick you up."
"good."
Song Ziyu didn’t say much.
Then Zhang Yong hung up the phone and made a clear call.
What kind of love and affection does not exist? We are in the new era. We have a combination of interests.
Put down the phone and turned to look at Li Boqi.
Shrugging. Spreading hands.
nailed it.
Li Boqi waved his hand and told him to get out.
Zhang Yong came out triumphantly. Suddenly he remembered that there was still business to do, so he turned back.
"Team leader, just now Section Chief Chen of the Finance Department..."
"What benefit did he give you?"
"Give me two large yellow croakers. Give you five."
"Bring it here."
"Why……"
Zhang Yong immediately presented five gold bars and arranged them neatly on the table.
Li Boqi took a ruler and opened the drawer. He used the ruler to pull all the gold bars into the drawer. Then he pushed the drawer and started to read the documents.
Done.
Zhang Yong then quietly turned around and left.
Suddenly, Li Boqi's voice came from behind: "Don't get involved in the engineering regiment's affairs."
"Ah?" Zhang Yong turned around quickly and looked at Li Boqi doubtfully.
It doesn't seem like I want to get involved. Director Lin asked me to investigate.
If I don't investigate...
"Leave some food for others to eat. Don't take everything away from the table."
"But Director Lin's side..."
"It's a good thing to be scolded. You are a human being, not a god."
"Understood."
Zhang Yong suddenly woke up.
I feel a bit out of place now. I am jealous of many people.
These people are hiding in the dark, waiting to see his good show. There are many people involved behind the Engineer Corps. The network of relationships is very complicated.
Don’t look at the General Administration of Engineering, which doesn’t have any weapons. However, it is rich in oil and water!
Is there anything easier to make money than doing engineering work?
Behind the small engineering corps, there might be a certain first-level general!
It just so happens that I also need to temporarily distance myself from the relationship with Chiang Kai-shek. I just want to push back on the matter of the Engineer Corps.
"roll."
"yes."
Turn around.
Leave.
Next stop, Communications Department.
Well, I promised to treat others to dinner. I must honor it immediately! Otherwise, Ling Yan will give Li Jingzhi some shoes to wear. I'm so scared...
When I came to the Communications Department, I found that there was an extra layer of security here. I needed to check my ID.
Zhang Yong took out his ID, registered, and then passed.
I was secretly curious. What is going on?
Is it Li Boqi's order? More guards were added outside the Communications Department. Why?
"Chief Ling."
"Team Leader Zhang."
See Ling Yan soon.
Without saying anything, he took out two French coins.
The face value is 20 yuan. The total is 40 yuan. It’s a treat. Don’t be stingy.
Forty French coins is roughly equivalent to forty oceans, enough to set up twenty tables. Two oceans for one table of food is quite sumptuous.
"Team Leader Zhang, you are a rich man, so we won't be polite." Ling Yan took the French currency.
"It's not bad. There are some gains in catching Japanese spies." Zhang Yong replied with a smile, "It's easy to get a thousand or a few hundred."
"Oh, you are still lucky because you are working in the field!" Ling Yan was envious.
"Chief Ling, I have something to say." Of course Zhang Yong knew that she was a drunkard and didn't care about drinking.
They are all human beings.
There is no need to go around and around.
"Team Leader Zhang, do you need a radio station?" Ling Yan asked quietly.
"Abandoned radio station?" Zhang Yong blinked.
He thought of something.
In a certain spy drama, it seems that the protagonist is responsible for disposing of old radio stations and then selling them to the red party.
Although they are said to be old radio stations, they are actually half-new and still usable. The Red Party members can use them immediately after they get them.
The protagonist's superior seems to know, but turns a blind eye.
These are all hidden rules.
Use a good radio station as a bad radio station, sell it, and make money. Then a few people will share it privately.
If it's a really bad radio station, who wants it? It won't cost much to sell it, so even less will fall into your own pocket.
Just like Xu Zhongyi, he doesn't care where the penicillin is used. The key is that it can be sold and distributed evenly to everyone.
The Communications Department is a veritable Qingshui Yamen. It is very difficult to provide some small benefits for oneself.
"It's not because of you. So many radio stations were seized from the Japanese invaders. The old radio stations we used before have been eliminated. Many of them are broken and can no longer be used." Ling Yan said very naturally, "But we don't have
I don’t know how to deal with the connections…”
"There are buyers, but they need the signature of Team Leader Li." Zhang Yong said thoughtfully, "How many units are there specifically?"
"Three stations." Ling Yan replied, but her eyes were clearly telling Zhang Yong that there were more than just this number. There would be more in the future.
"Give me the order." Zhang Yong did not refuse.
He has already helped Chen Qingquan come forward. It's okay to help Ling Yan get some small money.
It just so happened that Virgo was away and Li Boqi took charge of the work. He signed to sell three bad radio stations. What's the problem? No one would dare to complain.
Not only did he offend Ling Yan, but he also offended Li Boqi. He also offended Zhang Yong.
Even if Virgo knows about it, he still has to weigh it carefully. Is it necessary to offend so many people at the same time?
"I'm ready." Ling Yan immediately brought the list.
Zhang Yong took it and glanced at it.
I didn’t quite understand it.
But I still know about electronic tubes.
This is a key part of the radio. Once it breaks, the radio cannot continue to be used.
In some spy dramas, many people on the traffic line often have to sacrifice themselves for a single electronic tube. Just one electronic tube is the blood of martyrs.
"good."
Zhang Yong nodded.
Come to Li Boqi with the list.
As a result, Li Boqi tossed the list away and didn't bother to look at it further.
"Stop bothering me with this shit!"
"Well……"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt that this sentence was very familiar.
I think you heard it somewhere?
What did the Grand Brigadier say?
"You can't handle three radio stations yourself?"
"I don't have permission!"
"Does your Intelligence Branch No. 3 want a radio station? Do you want it?"
"want……"
Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought for a while.
Okay. Got it. Transfer these three radio stations to the name of the Third Intelligence Division.
Then……
There's no after that.
The Third Intelligence Division is part of the Air Operations Department and has nothing to do with the Secret Service.
How should the radio station deal with it? It’s not Zhang Yong who just said a word?
Boss Dai won't even ask.
To ask is to doubt. To doubt is to create barriers.
Now he wants Zhang Yong to go to the Air Force. How can he be troubled?
"Okay, I'll go and go through the formalities with Ling Yan."
"roll!"
"yes."
Zhang Yong turned and left.
Back to the communications department.
Of course, I didn’t say it was Li Boqi’s suggestion. I said it was my own idea.
Ling Yan naturally wanted it. This method was better. She didn't have to take any risks. She transferred it immediately. She directly transferred the five radio stations to Zhang Yong. She didn't need to worry about the rest. She just waited for the money to be divided!
Zhang Yong signed...
signature……
signature……
Receive five radio stations.
Then ask someone to load the truck and take them all away. Take them out of the Jige Alley headquarters in an open and aboveboard manner.
Although the radio is a bit old, its performance is intact.
Driving around alone.
Come to the vicinity of Hanwen Bookstore and observe your surroundings.
No exception was found, so I entered directly.
Lu Wenhan is inside. There is no one else.
Seeing Zhang Yong barging in, Lu Wenhan was a little surprised, but on the surface he was calm.
"you……"
"I'll give you five radio stations."
"What?"
"I'll give you five radio stations."
"ah?"
Lu Wenhan was confused.
Five radio stations? Which one is this?
This Zhang Yong does things without beginning or end. He doesn't clearly explain the reasons and consequences.
"Remember this address."
"You need to get it yourself."
Zhang Yong handed Lu Wenhan a note.
On the note was the address of a private house. The radio station was inside.
Then……
Turn around. Leave.
Get in the car. Start.
Went to pick up Song Ziyu and watch a movie tonight!
