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Chapter 854, Go directly to Wang Zha!

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything……"

"Junior brother, you are too greedy. Even if I talk to you for three days and three nights, I still won't be able to finish."

"Well, I want to know, are those drawings really that valuable?"

"Really. Moreover, after we changed hands, it became even more valuable."

"How many?"

"There's no fixed number for this. If it's core technology, it's worth tens of thousands of pounds a piece."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong secretly smacked his tongue.

Grandma’s. It’s so valuable!

Tens of thousands of pounds a piece!

That's hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Wow!

Too cruel.

Extremely longing for.

The system can generate hundreds or dozens of pictures at will, and you don’t have to do anything else...

Sit back and enjoy the results.

Get rich overnight.

I subconsciously looked at my personal space and found that there were no new drawings. They were all old drawings of the Bf109 fighter jet. There were no battleship drawings.

Confuse.

I really don't understand how the system works.

How can we accumulate energy? How can we generate more drawings?

At any rate, I would like to give you a simple explanation so that I can have a direction to work towards. However, no. The system is still lifeless and unresponsive.

Had to give up.

You still have to explore and plunder on your own...

No. Seized. Seized.

Thoughts return to reality.

"Did you steal my bullet?"

"no."

"no?"

"Does such a trivial matter require a bandit commander like me to take action?"

"The handsome thief..."

Zhang Yong was speechless.

If you are a handsome thief, I will be a handsome thief. Very handsome...

"Tell them to give it back to me."

"I didn't take it. I don't know who it was."

"Mrs. Lin asked you to come to see me. Didn't she give you some power?"

"have."

"What power?"

"Give you a special gold coin."

"Bring it here."

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand.

Fan Liangchen flicked his fingers and a gold coin fell silently into Zhang Yong's hand.

Zhang Yong was convinced that this was not martial arts. It should have been acquired through years of practice. Although the other party claimed that he was a bandit commander, which was a bit exaggerated, his skills were indeed good.

After all, he is the king of thieves. He is still on the international stage. He has no skills. He might have been killed long ago.

Therefore, you have to practice hard to improve your strength.

It may be difficult to fish on the international stage.

Look closely at the gold coins.

I found that there were no numerical values ​​on it. There were only very complicated patterns.

It seems to be the currency in Western fantasy novels.

"What is the use?"

"Congratulations to you for becoming a member of Tianji Pavilion."

"Tianji Pavilion?"

Zhang Yong feels that his painting style has changed a bit.

It seems that he is here to discuss information business. He is not here to practice martial arts. He is not here to cultivate immortality.

Then you told me, there is a Tianji Pavilion?

The name of a bad street...

"The name is not important. What is important is the information."

"Where is Mrs. Lin?"

"She is in Jinling. But you can't find her."

"Don't she want to see me?"

"She will meet you when the time is right."

"Pretending to be mysterious..."

"None of that matters. What matters is money. Right?"

"yes……"

"So, if you have any information, you can bring it out and ask us to help you consider it and then give you a suitable price."

"Is Tianji Pavilion just a platform?"

"You can say that. It is very dangerous to fight alone. Only in a group is it safe."

"Okay, let me tell you a piece of information. If I know when Germany will invade Poland, how much is this information worth?"

"Germany, invasion of Poland?"

"right."

"Do you have enough information to prove it is true?"

"No."

"That's just talking nonsense and no one will believe it. It's worthless."

"What information is needed?"

"Of course it's Germany's internal combat orders, troop movements, troop locations, and other information. It would be better if there are ammunition equipment and logistics supply plans."

"Are you quite professional?"

"Professional people do professional things."

"It's strange. Since you are the king of thieves, why would you join this business?"

"part time."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was choked.

Well, it's not impossible.

part time……

Damn, it turns out you can still work part-time in this line of work!

etc……

"Can I also work part-time?"

"sure!"

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

It turned out that I had gone astray.

Thinking that others specialize in selling information for a living.

I didn't expect it to be a part-time job.

but……

"What happened to Safiya?"

"A larger intelligence platform. Only high-value intelligence buying and selling."

"How valuable?"

"At least more than $100,000."

"Will the information from the Jige that day be sold to Safiya?"

"The highest bidder gets it."

"Aren't you afraid of being plotted? If one person is killed and the information is taken away..."

"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong understood.

It was indeed pretty much what I imagined.

Law of the Jungle.

The weak eat the strong.

The platform is only responsible for providing information. But whether it can handle the trading of information depends on the individual's ability.

If you are deceived by others, or take advantage of others, you can only hold it in.

But there is no such thing as a guaranteed transaction. It is normal to have money but no life to spend it.

High risk, high return.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward. And vice versa.

"This gold coin..."

"If you go to the Peace Hotel and show this gold coin, you will naturally get to know many of your peers."

"Is there any danger?"

"The strong will strengthen themselves."

"All right……"

Zhang Yong shut up angrily.

Sure enough, little Mengxin has no human rights.

You have to rely on yourself for everything.

As for Fan Liangchen, there are only two pieces of information that are useful.

First, gold coins.

Second, Peace Hotel.

It turns out that so many intelligence transactions were conducted inside the Peace Hotel.

By the way, I have passed by the Peace Hotel quite a few times, but I have never gone in once. It seems that I have missed a lot of opportunities?

Silently playing with the gold coins in his hands.

This is the key.

The key to international intelligence trading.

Once he uses this key to open the closed door, there may be no way out.

The outside world can be wonderful.

However, the outside world can also be very cruel.

Life and death matter.

Wealth is in heaven.

The name of the Fuxing Society Secret Service has no protective effect on international intelligence traffickers.

In the end, you still have to rely on yourself and your own strength.

However, he currently has no information to sell and does not need to buy any information.

so……

Let’s talk about it when necessary!

"Farewell!"



Return to the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters.

Li Boqi didn't ask anything. He seemed not to care about the matter at all.

However, Zhang Yong learned a shocking news. That is, Cao Mengqi was transferred and was no longer at the Jigexiang headquarters.

"Where did Lao Cao go?"

"I have no idea."

"You're in charge of the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters, and you don't know that?"

"have no idea."

"Made..."

Zhang Yong's first reaction was that Dai Li was secretly dealing with him again.

Is it because after Cao Mengqi comes back, he may join forces with me and then the tail will not fall off? Is it necessary for someone named Dai to be so sensitive?

They always resorted to such shameful methods. Even Li Boqi didn't inform him.

Not happy. I want to cause some trouble for Dai.

"Virgo is still in Lingnan..."

"Hmm. What then? When will he come back?"

"It shouldn't be that fast..."

"How about we rebel against him?"

"Are you capable?"

Li Boqi didn't even raise his head and pretended he didn't say anything.

Zhang Yong shut up angrily. He thought, I'm just testing you. If you want to rebel against him, let's join forces...

"You have no idea how strong Virgo is."

"Is it strong?"

"What you see is just the tip of the iceberg. It's all he wants you to see."

"There are only so many people in the Secret Service..."

"What do you know about the Corps? Where are they? How many more are there?"

"have no idea."

"In addition to the old eight action groups, there are four new action groups. Do you know where they are?"

"have no idea."

"How many people are there in Yang Shanfu's training base? How much weapons and equipment are there?"

"have no idea."

"You don't know anything and you want to rebel?"

"You know it's held."

"Have you ever thought that I might be Virgo's confidant?"

"Thought about it."

"Then you are still talking nonsense?"

"He's dealing with me secretly. I can't even talk about it?"

"roll!"

Li Boqi suddenly became furious.

Zhang Yong had no choice but to say goodbye. He thought to himself, why are you so nervous?

People named Dai are not immortal either.

Just because you can't deal with him now doesn't mean you won't have a chance in the future.

It doesn't matter if you go and inform the man named Dai.

At most, they broke up with each other and became strangers from now on.

"return!"

Suddenly, Li Boqi called again.

Zhang Yong came back angrily. He stood at attention and said nothing, but his face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Virgo, there is no need to target you now."

"Then where did Lao Cao go? Even you don't know?"

"Maybe he went to the Red Party."

"What?"

"Cao Mengqi disappeared on his own. He left the Jige Alley headquarters alone and did not come back."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned immediately.

Then, I thought of something else...

His face suddenly became weird. Cao Mengqi wouldn't really go looking for the Red Party, right?

I fainted. It seemed like it was my own fault?

It seems that he asked the underground party to work undercover to do Cao Mengqi’s ideological work...

The original intention was to encourage Cao Mengqi to get back on his feet. Unexpectedly, Cao Mengqi was inspired to go to the Red Party to look for light.

Faint!

What is the name of that underground party undercover agent?

Yu Fei? It seems to be so powerful?

In just a few days, Cao Mengqi was so inspired that he couldn't wait to defect to the Red Party?

wipe……

The power of this ideological work is really...

Clothes!

Super impressed!

Suddenly something occurred to him and he looked up at Li Boqi.

Strange, how did he know that Cao Mengqi went to the Red Party? Did he have secret contact with the Red Party?

However, Li Boqi is obviously not a red party member...

"He's going to be in trouble."

"oh……"

"The other side already hates him. If he is caught by that side..."

"I……"

Zhang Yong certainly understood Cao Mengqi's situation.

The party Li Boqi was talking about was the Party Affairs Investigation Department. It was Xu Enzeng's side. They also had deep resentment against Li Boqi.

Before, when Jin Lin met Cao Mengqi, he would draw his gun at any time.

Originally, Zhang Yong wanted to pat his chest and promise that I would bring Lao Cao back now. But he soon became discouraged.

He has no such ability.

He might be able to catch Japanese spies, but finding Cao Mengqi would be a bit difficult.

Because they were all his own, Zhang Yong did not mark Cao Mengqi. In the huge Jinling and the vast sea of ​​people, it was too difficult to find someone...

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ring ring ring..."

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

Li Boqi picked up the phone with a cold face and said nothing. After a moment, he put it down again.

"Cao Mengqi has crossed the river and gone to Jiangbei."

"What?"

"It was already three hours ago. I can't catch up."

"this……"

Zhang Yong looked strange.

Good guy, Lao Cao, what are you going to do?

Don’t you want to go to northern Shaanxi?

Faint!

That guy Yu Fei.

Is ideological work so powerful?

Go straight to Wang Zha!

He was muttering secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell Li Boqi the truth.

Zhang Yong cannot tell anyone else about Yu Fei's identity, not even Li Boqi, because it concerns the Red Party.

It doesn't matter to him, Zhang Yong, even if he tells Li Boqi that he wants to rebel against Boss Dai, because he has enough means to protect himself. Boss Dai is in the first grade of junior high school, and he is in the fifteenth grade. If Boss Dai wants to kill him, it's not that bad.

Easy. But Yu Fei can't. Once his identity is revealed, he will be sacrificed in minutes.

I silently monitored the map and found that the two yellow dots were not there.

Out on a mission?

Don't dare to say, don't dare to ask.

Pretending not to know anything. Mainly playing a mute character.

silence.

a long time.

"Forget it, it's going to rain. Mother wants to get married, let him go." Li Boqi finally waved his hand.

"Team leader..." Zhang Yong wanted to answer, but the phone rang again.

Li Boqi picked up the phone.

Still didn't speak, and soon put it down again.

"I found it. He bought a train ticket to Tianjin Wei." Li Boqi frowned.

"Tianjin Wei?" Zhang Yong was confused.

Is Cao Mengqi going to Tianjin Wei? What to do?

There are many Japanese invaders over there...

Was it to kill the Japanese invaders?

He was chased and intercepted by the Japanese invaders in Fengtian. He had no chance to perform and was arrested in the end. It was a great shame and humiliation.

Could it be that he is going to Tianjin Wei to seek revenge against the Japanese invaders?

It's possible...

"Go and do your business."

"good."

Zhang Yong had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being.

Everyone has his own ambitions.

Cao Mengqi is also an adult and has his own ideas.

He suffered great humiliation and wanted revenge, which was very understandable. However, he felt that something was wrong.

Now that I have bought a train ticket, why do I have to cross the river?

Cross the river and get on the train?

The doubtful thoughts passed away in a flash, without further investigation.

Zhang Yong also has something to do.

The naval gunboat should have arrived. We must hurry up and set off.

"Yang Zhi!"

"arrive!"

"Assemble the team!"

"yes."

Zhang Yong issued orders continuously.

Then he called to the Dajiaochang Air Force Base and asked Yang Buqing and Song Youming to lead the team.

"Meet at the riverside pier."

"yes."

Be prepared.

Set off immediately.

Head to the riverside.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the riverside, Chen Shutong had already arrived in advance.

A gunboat of unknown model has docked next to the trestle. Zhang Yong roughly measured it, maybe the displacement is only 50 tons?

The weapon seems to be only a 7.92mm machine gun. It may have been added later.

There seems to be a 20mm machine gun, but it's covered with canvas. It's obviously not going to be used.

The machine gun itself is actually not expensive, but the shells are expensive.

It just so happens that the rate of fire of the machine gun is very fast, and hundreds of shells may be fired in a few seconds.

Therefore, if you are not an ammunition producing country, you cannot afford it.

The 20mm and 37mm anti-aircraft guns of the US imperialists all rain down shells like water when used for air defense.

That is a beautiful country. Only they are so arrogant. No other country has such capital. The cost of shells for small-caliber machine guns is quite high.

When it comes to the most cost-effective artillery shell, it is the 75mm field gun.

The main reason is that there are many production countries and the quantity is large, so the cost can be effectively reduced. Some of them can even be copied domestically.

"Consultant Chen."

"Team Leader Zhang."

Chen Shutong came up and greeted him warmly.

Zhang Yong also greeted the other party warmly and arranged for people to board the boat.

The distance from Jinling to Yangzhou is not that far, less than 100 kilometers. Although the boat ride is a bit slow, it can be reached in four hours if you follow the current.

For four hours, basically everyone just squeezed in and stood for a while. If that didn't work, they had to sit on the floor.

Set off soon.

Go down the river.

Zhang Yong silently monitors the map.

There are often hidden red dots inside the ships coming and going.

It can be judged that they are all spies. They have really penetrated into all walks of life.

The Japanese army's strategy basically revolved around the railway line. At the same time, the Yangtze River was also a focus.

Going up the river has always been the policy adhered to by the Japanese invaders.

After the Battle of Wuhan, the Japanese invaders still did not give up this policy and still tried to invade Chongqing.

However, the Japanese invaders were at the end of their game. They were defeated at Shipai and could no longer advance further.

Arriving in Zhenjiang...

Turn. Enter the canal waterway.

Arrive in Yangzhou.

Zhang Yong raised his telescope and observed the nearby terrain.

As a result, a familiar figure actually appeared in the telescope. He seemed to be observing something secretly.

Cao Mengqi...

He is actually in Yangzhou...

Zhang Yong put down the telescope and frowned.

What did Cao Mengqi come to Yangzhou for? Was he to kill the Japanese invaders?

Later, a yellow dot appeared on the edge of the map, gradually approaching Cao Mengqi.

Zhang Yong:???

Yellow dot?

Are you here to meet Cao Mengqi?

curious.

He quickly raised his telescope.

Sure enough, it was discovered that the yellow dot was a middle-aged man with an average appearance.

He came to Cao Mengqi and seemed to be talking to Cao Mengqi. Then, he took Cao Mengqi and left quietly.

Soon, the yellow dot disappeared at the edge of the map.

Zhang Yong:……

Ah, Lao Cao!

This is really relying on the organization!

The future is promising!

Worthy of praise!

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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