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Chapter 840, life of hard work

It's still early.

Zhang Yong drove slowly, deliberately killing time.

Since Li Boqi asked himself not to be so active, he could just take some time off. Is it considered a paid vacation?

wrong……

My salary has been deducted. And I still have a shitty salary...

The losses were heavy and it would take a few spies to be caught to make up for it...

Suddenly, a yellow dot appeared on the edge of the map. He was also carrying a weapon.

surprise.

Brother, this is Jinling!

There are military police everywhere in Jinling. There are spies everywhere. Do you carry weapons?

Isn't this seeking death?

No organization, no discipline, just chaos!

Quickly step on the accelerator and accelerate.

He wanted to see who was going out with weapons at this time. Do you want to throw yourself into a trap?

The car turned around a corner and soon saw the target.

I raised the telescope and found a young man with a vaguely kind face.

Suddenly I remembered that this guy seems to be called Luo Changsheng? Is he a worker at the Jinling Evening News printing factory?

Yes! It’s him!

Shocked! He actually took a gun to the streets.

He had been arrested once before. Zhang Yong fished him out.

At that time, it was still Gu Bafeng's relationship. Gu Bafeng didn't ask any questions and just let him go. After that, they never interacted with each other again.

I didn't expect to meet him here.

The terrible thing is that he is still carrying a gun. Really. If he is caught, the consequences will be disastrous.

You, a worker at the Jinling Evening News printing plant, actually showed up with a gun. I can't explain it. The next step will definitely be an interrogation and in-depth investigation.

frown.

I found myself really worried.

Obviously he is not from the Red Party, but he is more worried than the leader of the Red Party.

tired……

However, he could not ignore this matter.

Because this Luo Changsheng was fished out by Zhang Yong. If he is arrested, he will also be in trouble.

Especially if the Party Affairs Investigation Department smells something, Xu Enzeng will never let it go.

Zhang Yong did not dare to underestimate Xu Enzeng.

Fortunately, Luo Changsheng noticed that there was a military police inspection in front of him, so he slowed down. Then he entered a nearby snack bar, sat down, and started eating steamed buns. However, he still had weapons on him.

Zhang Yong parked his car nearby and approached quietly. He found that Luo Changsheng started to move again. He got into the alley next to him with weapons.

Boy, he's desperate! He wants to bypass the checkpoint. Really.

Zhang Yong silently monitors the map and approaches.

There is no other way. We must take decisive action to eliminate the hidden dangers.

sneak.

close.

Beat the sap.

"puff!"

A stick fell.

Luo Changsheng fell down in response.

Zhang Yong put away the hawthorn stick and stretched out his hand to breathe.

Not dead. Just fainted. Not bad.

The body was quickly searched. Sure enough, a Browning pistol was found.

This is not an ordinary old M1903, but a brand new Browning M1935 with very new rifling.

Suspicion.

Where did this gun come from?

The Red Party actually has such brand-new weapons?

frown.

Take the pistol away.

Since Luo Changsheng didn't have a gun on him, there was no suspicion.

Even if he is caught, Zhang Yong can continue to bail him out. Even if the other party takes the initiative to defect, he is not afraid.

Turn around.

Leave.



The new theater at the White House.

It was quiet. There were a group of people in Chinese tunic suits outside.

Although the venue is reserved, one's own safety cannot be ignored. What if Japanese invaders attack?

Therefore, every Chinese tunic suit has a pistol stuck at its waist.

I didn't bring the submachine gun. I put it on the car. There was also a sniper rifle.

This is Jinling, not Shanghai. The Japanese invaders are not that arrogant yet. It is impossible to send out in large groups.

Inside the cinema...

"You have something to say to me?"

"Let's fall in love."

"For your job?"

"Yes."

"What do you want me to do?"

“Protect your own safety.”

"I have bodyguards."

"But it's still not enough. The Japanese can't do anything to me, and they will definitely attack you. I'll arrange a few more people to protect you secretly."

"I listen to you."

"If you feel uncomfortable, I will arrange for you to go to the United States."

"Let's talk about it later. I can't seem to do anything if I go there now."

"You can do a lot of things."

"What's up?"

"Establish an investment company."

"I don't understand."

"Someone in your Song family understands. They will help you."

"I'll listen to you."

"Thanks."

"Why do you say thank you?"

"I don't deserve love. It will also bring you fatal danger. So, I feel wronged to you."

"I know you are doing it for this country..."

"Serious words."

"Then let's watch a movie. I will follow your arrangements from now on. I won't delay you."

"Thanks……"

"Say thank you again."

"Well……"

"Actually, that's fine. I don't like the life of pots and pans, and I don't like raising children at home. I'd better leave these things to others."

"other people?"

"As long as they want it, I won't care."

"Thanks."

"Say thank you again..."

"Then, happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with.”



Watch a movie quietly.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong noticed that a red dot was approaching the White House New Theater.

In fact, there are several red dots within the scope of the surveillance map. But they are not necessarily Japanese spies. They may also be Japanese whose identities have been disclosed.

For example, people from the Japanese consulate, or other Japanese visiting groups.

After all, Jinling is the capital of the country, so there are many Japanese people.

Among these Japanese whose identities were disclosed, there were also some spies. However, these people were not Zhang Yong’s targets.

Wait for the next wave.

We won't target them until the war officially starts next year.

The reason why I noticed this red dot is because it is close to a weapon symbol.

Then, he continued to move, carrying a weapon sign. In other words, the Japanese invader went somewhere, got a weapon, maybe a gun, and then continued to approach the New Theater of the White House.

Zhang Yong, who has always cherished his life, certainly cannot take it lightly.

The nearest blue dot is less than 200 meters away from the red dot. It is entirely possible to be assassinated.

So he quietly raised his hand. Lu Hai came over quietly.

"To the southwest, probably around Admiralty Street, there is a Japanese invader approaching. He is armed. Watch closely."

"clear."

Lu Hai agreed in a low voice and turned to leave.

Zhang Yong continued to watch the movie quietly. It was a small matter that Lu Hai and the others could handle.

"Is there a Japanese spy?" Song Ziyu's eyes were bright.

"Not necessarily." Zhang Yong replied, "You need to see it in person to know."

"Then take me there quickly!" She was eager to give it a try.

"You want to go?" Zhang Yong was confused.

"What's so good about the movie? How can it be as exciting as catching a spy?"

"Well……"

"Take me there. I'll describe it to the aunts later. I'll make sure they listen with interest."

"All right."

Zhang Yong did not refuse.

There's really nothing interesting about the movie.

"Gone with the Wind" or something like that hasn't started filming yet.

Taking her to see how to catch Japanese spies also gave her something exciting to talk about in front of those aunts.

Her three aunts all have their names in history.

So he took her out of the new theater.

Indeed, the spy walked through Admiralty Street.

However, there is a gendarmerie checkpoint on Admiralty Street!

It shouldn't be easy to pass with weapons on you.

Zhang Yong came to the corner and raised his telescope.

Although it was night, I could see it very clearly. The spy was dressed as a rickshaw puller.

It's not a rickshaw. It's specially used to pull goods. It's usually a flatbed truck.

These days, there are very few cars, and most of the goods hauled are flatbed trucks.

The city does not allow animals to pass through, so we can only rely on manpower to pull the carts. It can be said to be very hard.

This Japanese spy was pulling a heavy cart. I didn’t know what was on top of the cart. When passing through the checkpoint, the military police simply checked and then let him go.

The weapons were not found.

The spy continued towards the new theater.

"Lu Hai."

"arrive."

"Withdraw. Don't alert the enemy."

"yes."

Lu Hai immediately ordered the personnel to retreat.

All the blue dots quickly retreated around Zhang Yong.

The rickshaw driver continued to approach. After a while, he seemed tired and began to slow down. Finally, he stopped to drink water and wipe his sweat.

It is already June in the Gregorian calendar, and it is still quite hot at night.

It is normal for a rickshaw puller, pulling a heavy load of goods, to stop to rest and drink water when he is tired.

However, Zhang Yong always felt that there was a problem here.

Because, less than fifty meters away from where the Japanese spies parked, was the military club.

Yes, the military club. There are many military personnel coming in and out.

Most of them are school officials.

The rank of lieutenant officer is too low and there is no chance. General officers look down on such a place.

He waved his hand to the back and arranged snipers. Once the Japanese invaders fired, the snipers would follow suit, mainly injuring the Japanese invaders.

"Who is the Japanese spy?" Song Ziyu asked quietly.

"That guy is selling goods." Zhang Yong replied, "Be careful. He has a gun on him."

"Didn't those gendarmes in front check it out?"

"I guess there's something wrong with the goods."

"oh……"

"Japanese spies are very cunning. Ordinary checks are of no use."

"knew."

Song Ziyu nodded thoughtfully.

Zhang Yong was actually speaking for the Military Police Headquarters to prevent them from being embarrassed.

If Song Ziyu mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that the inspection by the military police was just a formality, the military police headquarters would feel uncomfortable.

This kind of "unintentional" small report within the family is the most damaging.

But in fact, it is really difficult to eliminate all spies through daily inspections by the military police. Others have specifically studied you.

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know. It's probably an assassination."

"Assassinate who?"

"I don't know..."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

People are constantly coming in and out of the military club.

However, there are really no important officials. They are just ordinary school officials.

From a professional perspective, it seems that no one is worthy of being assassinated.

You must know that this is Jinling. It is heavily guarded.

As soon as the gun fires, the surrounding military police will immediately pounce on you. The spy has almost no chance to escape.

In other words, this is a life-for-life. One for one.

Only when the target is very important and must be killed immediately will such a desperate measure be adopted.

However, a school officer, even a colonel, seems to have no...

Suddenly, the spy started tinkering with the goods.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt excited all over. He reacted randomly. The spy was holding a gun.

He immediately waved his hands and stood ready.

Sure enough, the spy took out a shell gun from the cargo.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Gunshots were fired.

A school officer was shot.

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

This school officer is nothing special! How did the Japanese invaders choose their targets?

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Almost at the same time, the snipers opened fire.

The Japanese spy was hit in the calf and lost his ability to escape.

"Snapped!"

Immediately afterwards, the spy was shot in the shoulder.

The shell gun in his hand fell to the ground and his body tilted severely.

"superior!"

Lu Hai and others immediately pounced on him.

The spy realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to pick up the gun.

However……

"Snapped!"

The sniper fired again.

The spy's body staggered again.

At this time, Lu Hai and others had already rushed in front of the Japanese spy.

Close combat.

Three times five times two times, the spy was pushed to the ground.

The spy struggled desperately, but it was useless. He had lost the opportunity and the only chance was to be captured alive.

Handcuffs.

Bundle.

Gag.

All processes are meticulous.

Zhang Yong came forward.

search.

Many photos were found on the spy's body.

One of them shows the officer who was shot.

Except for this one, several other photos are also of military officers.

Obviously, this spy was assassinating targets one by one by comparing photos. No, he was killing them openly.

He dared to shoot at the target in public.

So arrogant.

real……

"Team leader, look..."

"It stinks..."

At this time, Zhang Yong discovered that the goods were abnormal.

No wonder the military police didn't check carefully. All they had was jars of sauerkraut.

There are some sauerkraut inside that must be broken. The smell is disgusting. Not to mention getting closer to check. Even standing more than ten meters away, I feel a strong sense of suffocation.

The shell gun is hidden under the jar of sauerkraut.

Mud, these spies are really cunning. They can think of such methods.

Fortunately, there are no grenades hidden in the pickled cabbage jar...

"Team leader, the military police are here."

"knew."

Zhang Yong managed to cheer up.

There is nothing I can do. I guess I have to work again. It’s such a hard life!

The nearby military police rushed over in a hurry.

Zhang Yong arranged for someone to briefly explain the situation to them and asked them to notify Gu Bafeng to come over.

Protect the scene. There is no need to launch an investigation for the time being.

It's best to stay out of it.

In less than ten minutes, Gu Bafeng hurried over.

"Shaolong."

"Director Gu."

"Miss Song..."

"You guys chat. I'm leaving first."

"good!"

Zhang Yong sent someone to escort Song Ziyu back.

Alas, I haven't even finished watching the movie yet, and this mess happened. I don't know what the spy is doing.

"Director Gu, I leave it to you."

"No, Shaolong, don't leave! We can't handle it."

"I have other things to do..."

"No, seriously. Shaolong, you are the best at catching Japanese spies. You have to help us. Otherwise, we will be criticized again."

Gu Bafeng dragged Zhang Yong and said nothing to let him go.

Zhang Yong:……

Damn, I really work hard.

This kind of thing can obviously be handled by the Military Police Headquarters itself, so why must I be involved?

No. I refuse. I want to take a vacation.

Director Lin, I'm just a foreigner. How about you?

"Team leader..."

"Anything found?"

"The officer who was shot is from the Engineer Corps..."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong complained secretly.

Mad. Is it such a coincidence?

Even though I clearly wanted to avoid it, the other party took the initiative to come to my door?

no!

Damn you. This Japanese spy is too arrogant.

Since he is from the Engineer Corps, he can't just sit back and watch. Sooner or later, he will have to take action on his own.

Since no one was eating the food on the table, I ate it all myself.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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