I also know about the gold sent by Yoshiko Kawashima. This is amazing.
The reverse proves that the other party has a certain identity.
Otherwise, how could Xiao Xiami know so much information?
However, Zhang Yong pretended not to know.
Playing dumb appropriately is very beneficial, especially in front of the enemy.
Besides, he doesn’t need any special clothes. He’s not smart enough to begin with!
"How many?"
"I don't know. But it must be a lot. At least fifty pounds."
"Fifty pounds?"
Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly shone.
I took out my little notebook and started to calculate how much fifty pounds was.
Oh, it's 25 kilograms. That's 25,000 grams. Calculated based on 300 grams of a large yellow croaker...
etc.
Feel like the price conversion is wrong?
Oh, it’s because one pound at that time was equal to sixteen taels. One tael was about 33.3 grams. So, one pound was also 500 grams.
Rough calculation. That's more than eighty large yellow croakers?
Wow!
This amount is a bit crazy!
Yoshiko Kawashima is indeed rich. Manchukuo is simply a cash machine for the Japanese invaders!
but!
That’s all the hard-earned money of the Chinese people!
How could it be given to the Japanese for nothing?
"Who does Kawashima Yoshiko bring so much gold to give to?"
"Give……"
The Japanese spy stopped talking.
Apparently, he had a big problem.
If you lie, you will not be able to cover up the lie. However, if you tell the truth...
That was rebellion. He strongly resisted this choice.
"Is it for Wang Zhaoming?"
"I can't say."
"Okay, I won't ask. Just tell me where the gold is."
Zhang Yong followed the good deeds like a stream.
Since you are in trouble, I won't ask.
Anyway, what I want is not intelligence. What I want is gold. Gold...
"Citibank."
"Um?"
Zhang Yong frowned.
After talking for a long time, did you deposit it in the bank?
This is not easy to do!
It is impossible to rob Citibank by yourself.
That would cause a stir.
At present, he does not have such ability.
after……
That is a future matter……
Take back your thoughts.
"How do I get the gold?"
"Looking for Yoshiko Kawashima."
"Snapped!"
The spy got a slap in the face.
Zhang Yong was furious.
Talking for a long time, I am playing here!
Looking for Yoshiko Kawashima?
If I can catch Yoshiko Kawashima, do you still need to tell me?
If I catch her, I will extort all the wealth of the entire Puppet Manchukuo. Just gold, what does it mean?
Mudd!
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
A violent beating.
Beat the spy's cheek until it looks like a pig's head.
It wasn't until the pain in his own slap became unbearable that Zhang Yong stopped angrily and took out the insole...
Mudd!
Burning with anger.
Be prepared to repair each other severely.
result……
The map suddenly showed that a large number of white dots were coming with weapons.
The white dots were very dense. The map also showed the outlines of trucks. I counted as many as five of them. They were obviously filled with heavily armed soldiers.
Oh, it should be Tang Shengming who brought someone here.
"Crash..."
"Crash..."
Sure enough, after a while, I heard more and more noise.
The big truck was driving in the heavy rain, and the sound of the wheels splitting through the accumulated water sounded very heroic. In this kind of crazy weather, the big truck was indeed very powerful.
Go out.
Welcome Tang Shengming.
The big truck stopped at the door. Tang Shengming got out of the car.
"Third Young Master."
Zhang Yong stood at attention and saluted.
Tang Shengming nodded and raised his hand in return.
Without saying a word, he walked in in a hurry.
He also held a riding crop in his hand. He probably wanted to beat someone.
Saw a Japanese spy...
Suddenly he raised his riding crop and whipped the spy violently.
Zhang Yong watched quietly.
This is what a spy deserves. This is a living crime.
The death penalty is unavoidable, and the living crime must also be punished. Go back to the Military Senate, and he will still look good.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Pa bang bang..."
Tang Shengming knocked out the spy.
There was nothing he could do, he was really too angry. He didn't expect that the spy was actually this guy!
Never thought of it before.
This spy usually disguises himself very well, and he trusts him very much.
No wonder the investigation took so long but no one was found. It turns out that this guy has been active outside. But no one suspected him.
Fortunately, Zhang Yong finally caught him out.
The stone that was weighing on my heart was finally let go.
"Thanks."
"This is my duty."
"You really decided to go to the Air Force?"
"Yes."
"Then it'll be fine."
Tang Shengming nodded without saying why.
Zhang Yong already understood what the other party meant. The other party wanted to help him seize power.
Whose power to seize?
Of course it belongs to Boss Dai.
The Fuxing Society Secret Service can only have one boss.
If Zhang Yong wanted to develop in the Secret Service, Tang Shengming might secretly help him replace Boss Dai.
Although the Tang family has been deprived of military power, they still have some skills.
However, if Zhang Yong is determined to develop in the Air Force, there is no need.
"Thanks."
"I've left it to you."
"You won't take it away?"
"We're not good at dealing with spies."
"also."
Zhang Yong did not refuse.
The other person is right.
The Military Senate is really not good at dealing with Japanese spies.
The one who is best at it is Zhang Yong.
so……
"gone."
"Goodbye."
Zhang Yong sent Tang Shengming away.
Before Tang Shengming left, he asked someone to put down a box.
He didn't say anything. He just put the box on the ground, got in the car, and left with everyone.
Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked someone to move the box in.
There is no weapon mark. There is no gold mark. It should not be a silver note.
Such a big box of banknotes is too scary.
Open.
Oh, it turns out to be a lot of information.
Mainly newspaper advertisements. There are a large number of product quotations on them.
There are also discount leaflets from large supermarkets across the United States. There is a dazzling array of products.
good.
Zhang Yong thought this was worth more than a banknote.
His biggest problem now is that he doesn't know the prices of commodities on the other side of the ocean at this moment. Therefore, he is not sure about many things.
For example, which products already exist and which products have not yet been invented.
For example, hair dryers have existed for a long time.
Elevators, air conditioners, etc. have already existed. Travelers have no advantage at all.
Tang Shengming is indeed smart. He knows what he needs.
With these relatively accurate prices, he has a deeper understanding of this era.
In fact, he discovered that the price of those large trucks does not cost US$1,000. If you buy in large quantities and order more than 100 trucks, you can get the deal for just over US$800. And an ocean-going freighter with a displacement of 5,000 tons, fully loaded with goods, can be sold.
The freight from the east coast of the Pacific to the west coast of the Pacific is only over a thousand dollars.
So a trip all the way would cost just over a thousand dollars.
I feel so cheap...
Before, he thought it would cost tens of thousands of dollars.
Of course, for ordinary Chinese people, one dollar is enough for a month's expenses.
On the black market, one dollar can often be exchanged for more than five oceans. If it is Yuan Datou who is not pure enough, it can even be exchanged for seven.
If you are buying a truck, you can buy a hundred large trucks for US$100,000. You can also ship them to Wusongkou Terminal for landing.
Looking at the belongings in the portable space, it seems that there are a lot of things that can be purchased.
Unfortunately, transportation is troublesome.
May be intercepted by Japanese invaders...
Read the newspaper with concentration.
I also found a lot of useful information. For example, job advertisements, bankruptcy announcements, etc.
In the United States at this time, the newspaper media was very developed. Almost all information can be found in newspapers. It can be used as an encyclopedia.
Read voraciously…
Greedy absorption...
As a result, the spy didn't even notice when he woke up.
After the spy woke up, he pretended to be unconscious and listened carefully to the outside world.
However……
I found that there was no movement from the outside world.
He quietly opened his eyes and found Zhang Yong reading the newspaper.
Gradually I couldn't hold it any longer.
He judged that Zhang Yong was not pretending on purpose but was really watching.
Zhang Yong even took out some important information in a small notebook and recorded it stroke by stroke to deepen his memory.
This made the spy feel very uncomfortable. He felt that he was being ignored.
no.
He must demonstrate his worth.
Otherwise, you may be killed if you turn around.
"Team Leader Zhang, do you want to buy American goods?" the spy said slowly.
"Stop talking." Zhang Yong was too lazy to pay attention to him.
I'm not interested in you now.
He has always despised guys who have no luck.
Wait a moment, wait for him to copy the information he needs, and then go back and deal with this spy...
"MI7..."
"What?"
"If you are interested in MI7, we can have a chat."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong put down the newspaper.
MI7? This spy still knows about MI7?
It seems that he is indeed not an ordinary low-level spy. Perhaps, he may have caught a big fish accidentally?
"name."
"Ishihara Zen."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong took out the list of nineteen people given by Liu Xi.
Sure enough, this guy is also on the list. Still relatively high on the list.
No wonder he knows so much. He turns out to be the backbone of the army!
The target designated by the Navy Red Deer to be eliminated is indeed not an easy one. The desire to survive is overwhelming.
"Who are you, Satomi Ishihara?"
"What?"
"Ishihara Satomi, don't you know me?"
"do not know."
The spy was confused and felt that Zhang Yong was trying to trick him.
However, looking at Zhang Yong's expression, it seems that there really is Satomi Ishihara. Strange, who is Satomi Ishihara.
"She is from the Special High School. Her code name is Xiyou." Zhang Yong blurted out.
Anyway, it's not illegal to talk nonsense.
Spies are all suspicious. Just let the other party think wildly.
Sure enough, the spy remembered this name firmly.
Since Zhang Yong mentioned it, the explanation is not simple. He must dig her out when he returns.
"Kyoko Fukada, do you know her?"
"do not know."
"She is also from U-Tech. Her codename is Ivory Mang."
"Well……"
The spy was confused.
I don’t understand why Zhang Yong said this.
There is absolutely no need for the other party to proactively disclose this information. It is abnormal. It seems to be hiding an ulterior conspiracy.
Therefore, he firmly remembered the relevant information.
"They are all from the special high-tech department. They are specially focused on MI7." Zhang Yong finally took back his words.
"What do you mean?" The spy frowned.
"I mean, I probably know a lot more about MI7 than you do..."
"No, no, no..."
Ishihara was worried. It turned out that Zhang Yong wanted to hit himself.
This is also normal for espionage fighting skills. The basic strategy is to undermine the enemy's self-confidence and make the enemy feel worthless.
"In MI7, there is Dickens, there is Catherine..."
Zhang Yong began to give out useful information.
For sure. You can’t keep fooling me!
It’s okay to just make up two special high-tech “female spies”. But the practical information must also be included.
"Not Catherine."
"Why?"
"She's from MI6."
"Um?"
Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
Sixth place? What is the difference between Sixth place and Seventh place?
Oh, the main areas where you perform tasks are different. The enemies you face are also different.
However, both the Sixth and Seventh Bureaus are British intelligence agencies. In the Far East, they may be mixed together. There is no need to distinguish them so clearly.
"MI7 is in the Far East. There are more than thirty people. Dickens is just one of them."
"Isn't that Bob?"
"No. He has nothing to do with MI7."
"I'm only interested in money."
"The British have money."
"But I can't do it."
Zhang Yong is very honest.
Nonsense. He also knows that British people are rich.
Later history books all say that after World War II, the British Empire completely declined.
However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. In 1936, the British Empire was still the country with the largest colonies in the world. India alone was enviable. There was also South Africa. This old-style capitalist empire leaked from the cracks of its fingers.
A little bit, and the benefits are endless.
He, Zhang Yong, is just a person. Compared with a powerful country, there is a huge difference. Just give him a pound to build a destroyer, which is enough for him to live for ten lifetimes. How much does a destroyer cost at this time?
etc……
Flip through the newspaper. It seems the newspaper mentioned it.
Yes, the cost of the old American Benson-class destroyer is US$6.5 million.
Well……
6.5 million US dollars!
The ones from the British Empire are definitely more expensive.
"I have a solution."
The spy spoke. He was full of expectations.
The guy in front of him only had money in his eyes. He was just getting what he wanted.
"any solution?"
Sure enough, Zhang Yong was moved. Really, not pretended.
It doesn’t matter whose money it is. As long as it is money, he wants it. The British Empire was not kind to China before World War II.
Even on the issue of the expeditionary force, the Chinese people were cheated.
In the end, even the Americans couldn't stand it anymore, so the Americans took over the command to prevent the British from continuing to cheat.
The first expeditionary force went out and ended in a disastrous defeat. It suffered heavy losses. It was the British Empire who was behind it. They had no conscience to speak of. Therefore, they had no psychological burden.
"They are also looking for the specific content of the severe thunderstorm plan."
"I know."
"I have a way..."
"explain."
"We can fake the contents of the Thunderstorm Plan and sell it to the British."
"You said forgery means forgery?"
"I also have some information. It's related to the thunderstorm plan."
"Not feasible."
Zhang Yong shook his head and rejected it directly.
This time it was fake, but it was natural and there was no trace.
Ishihara Dingzen indeed didn't notice. Zhang Yong's performance before was indeed that he didn't care much about the information.
As we all know, Zhang Yong only cares about money!
"We can try." The spy tried to persuade Zhang Yong.
This is his only way to survive.
He thought he had captured Zhang Yong's lifeblood.
You don’t have to give up the information, but you won’t want to let it go when you see the money.
People die for money, and birds die for food. This Zhang Yong will die for money sooner or later.
"British people are not idiots."
"However, they can't tell the authenticity."
"no."
Zhang Yong still shook his head.
This time it's not pretending. It's true. He never underestimates his opponents.
He didn't know what roles the other people in MI7 played. However, it would be difficult to hide it from Dickens. But it was possible for Catherine.
"If you believe me, I will take you to get something."
"what?"
"Relevant information about the Thunderstorm Plan."
"Have you faked it?"
"It's not a forgery. It's what we collected."
"you?"
Zhang Yong was suspicious.
What information did the spy collect?
Couldn't it be the ones you made up? That would definitely be useless!
The British have probably screened out the false information he released himself. It is impossible to deceive them. It may also arouse the resentment of the British.
If the British secretly make trouble and complain to Chiang Kai-shek, Chiang Kai-shek will definitely scold him...
Huh? It seems okay. He just needs to be scolded.
If you are scolded by Chiang Kai-shek, you can distance yourself a little to avoid being listed as a "war criminal" in the future...
"Just over the big stone bridge."
"good."
Zhang Yong agreed.
Wave and order the team to set off.
Take the spy into the car and head to Dashiqiao. It's a bit far away.
The heavy rain continues.
It was as if God was pouring water directly onto the ground.
The water is three feet deep on the flat ground.
Fortunately, the large truck has good fording capabilities and can continue to pass through.
Most checkpoints have been temporarily removed.
The heavy rain washed away all the checkpoints, making it difficult for people to stand still.
"Crash..."
"Crash..."
The wheels split the deep water and moved forward at a steady speed.
I saw no people or cars along the way.
Only Zhang Yong's convoy moved forward alone in the darkness.
Finally arrived at Dashiqiao.
parking.
There is no shelter from the rain here.
I had no choice but to get wet in the rain. Fortunately it was summer and it wasn't cold at all.
get off.
Everyone was suddenly wet.
In less than a minute, Zhang Yong's crotch was wet and his whole body was covered with rainwater.
The muzzles of all guns must be pointed downward and pointed at the ground. Otherwise, the barrels of the guns will get wet. If not, the barrels will explode when fired.
There is no AK47 that is strong and durable these days, and the weapons are relatively delicate.
"Where?" Zhang Yong shouted loudly.
The rain was pouring, and communication basically relied on roaring.
The Japanese spy seemed to have answered, but Zhang Yong didn't hear it. The rainstorm was too heavy.
In the end, we still communicated with gestures.
The spy led Zhang Yong into an alley, stepped through thigh-deep water, and entered a small house.
On the ceiling above the bed of the small house, find a brown paper bag.
"It's inside..." The spy seemed a little reluctant to hand over the information.
Zhang Yong stretched out his hand and grabbed it.
Really.
Still pretending. Don’t want to give?
I am now covered in water and very irritable.
Open the brown paper bag.
There are some photos and folded drawings inside.
The drawing seems to be of a battleship?
"This is……"
"Preliminary draft of the German Bismarck-class battleship design."
"First draft?"
"Yes."
"The first draft..."
Zhang Yong frowned secretly.
If it's a first draft, it's less attractive.
As we all know, the design of battleships requires repeated modifications.
Maybe one draft and two drafts...
Until dozens of drafts.
Before and after, various parameters may change greatly.
Some battleships had a displacement of only 28,000 tons in the first draft of the design, but the final design exceeded 45,000 tons. This is normal.
"The British are most concerned about the German battleships, and they also want the first draft."
"Are you sure it's true?"
"It's absolutely true. We personally got it from Germany."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong was noncommittal.
I thought to myself, do the Japanese really have spies in Germany?
Then I feel very childish.
Nonsense. How could the Japanese not have spies in Germany?
The Japanese also want to know the movements of the Germans, right? They have a common enemy, which is the polar bear...
The problem is, the value of the first draft is really not that big...
suddenly……
There seemed to be a white light flashing in the portable space.
By the time Zhang Yong noticed it, the white light had disappeared. It was as if nothing had happened.
Vaguely, he felt that some changes might have occurred in those drawings or photos. However, he didn't know what the changes were.
If you are not a professional, it is impossible to tell the authenticity of the above data!
frown……
Confuse……
How is this going?
Forget it. Never mind. Try it first and then talk.
"Who to go to?"
"Caggins from Wisdom & Co. He is from MI7."
"How to contact?"
"Of course it's using the phone. Put the bait out first, and then complete the transaction by picking up the object through the air."
"What is telekinesis?"
"Just put the goods somewhere. Get the money first, and then tell the other party the address."
"Collect the money first and then deliver the goods?"
"right."
"Can the British agree?"
"If they want information, they will naturally agree."
"good."
Zhang Yong followed the good deeds like a stream.
If that's the case, let's give it a try.
It just so happens that you don't have to come forward. You don't have to expose yourself.
very good.
Step on the shoulders of Japanese spies and begin to enter the international intelligence market!
