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Chapter 922, hesitation

MacFarlane understates it.

He didn't want this matter to become a weight for Zhang Yong's sky-high price.

Otherwise, with this guy's greed, he really can't resist it. It feels like Zhang Yong's appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

I don't understand, what does he need so much money for?

Want to become the richest man in the world?

Want to outshine Rockefeller?

joke……

However, Zhang Yong refused to give in.

He knew Halsey was at the scene. He also knew Halsey's hot temper.

If Halsey didn't know about this, or didn't witness it with his own eyes, maybe the people below could hide it for a while.

But……

Halsey was there.

He probably has seen the detailed drawings.

hehe……

Where do you think the nickname Roaring Bull came from?

"I really can't give you the passage."

"cannot?"

"Whatever you need, we'll get it for you. All you need to do is make a list."

"So tired."

Zhang Yong yawned.

What he needs is a smuggling channel.

You can smuggle everything. No one checks it.

I'll give you the list. Don't you know what I want? That won't work. What if I want tens of thousands of Durex...

You will feel very inferior after seeing this, okay? How can I be so embarrassed...

"unless……"

MacFarlane had to give in again.

He could see it. Zhang Yong really had a terrible and bottomless appetite.

If we don't agree to let him use the smuggling channel, we can't talk today.

"Unless what?"

"You can borrow the inspection-free channel. However, you can only use it once a month. The maximum total tonnage is one ship."

"How big a boat?"

"Ocean-going freighter. Displacement is about 5,000 tons."

"make a deal!"

Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune.

At the beginning, his requirements were not high.

One ship per month is enough. No matter how much more he has, he has no money.

Although you are exempt from inspection and do not have to pay taxes, you still need money to purchase supplies. It must be in US dollars.

People there only accept US dollars and the latter British pounds. Of course, gold bars are also acceptable, but francs may be rejected.

The actual transportation volume of an ocean-going freighter with a displacement of 5,000 tons is about 3,000 tons. For Zhang Yong, this is a quite large number. To purchase 3,000 tons of materials, a lot of US dollars are needed. Not to mention, for ordinary goods, he

It’s impossible to transport it across oceans!

It must be the means of production, not the means of consumption.

Machine tools, raw materials, etc. are mainly used to build factories. They are used to eat and drink.

If you want to buy 3,000 tons of Coke, you are crazy.

Although I really like drinking it.

So, here comes the question. Now that we have transportation options, how can we reduce procurement costs?

The best thing is to buy it for zero yuan.

The zero-dollar purchases of later generations expanded his imagination.

The cost is almost zero.

However, it is now 1936. How can we start a zero-dollar purchase business?

The only way to start is with local gang members.

It seems that the prohibition on alcohol is still in effect, so things are very busy over there.

Every night there is a game of blood and fire.

If we can connect their sky and earth lines, it shouldn't be difficult to get some machine tools...

"drawing."

Suddenly I heard MacFarlane say.

Zhang Yong then took his mind back.

We will talk about zero-dollar purchases later. Now, we must leave a good impression on the employer.

"What do you need me to do?" he asked very cooperatively.

"Secretly investigate Zhao Yinzu." McFarland said slowly, "Find out the person behind him."

"The people behind him must have cut off contact with him."

"Then we have to find out."

"All right!"

"In addition, we also learned that the Japanese Navy has planted a spy on our side, codenamed Violet..."

"Violet?"

"Yes. You have to find him."

"good."

Zhang Yong had no objection.

Even though I didn’t have a complete idea, I could only agree.

The one who takes advantage of others is soft-handed and the one who eats others is short-tongued.

If you want to benefit from others, you must pay some price.

Violet…

Could it be Liu Xi? Or Jin Bufan?

Or is it simply Yuichi Ishikura?

"We once leaked very serious intelligence." McFarland said slowly, "It was about the Honolulu military base."

"Ah? Hawaii?" Zhang Yong was stunned, "So far away? How can I catch it?"

"No. His tail should be in the Far East."

"Far East?"

"Yes. The intelligence was leaked in the Far East."

"oh."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

In this way, isn't the possibility of Liu Xi and Jin Bufan very high?

Jin Bufan is more likely.

Liu Xi is a doctor and does not seem to have many contacts with Americans. It is unlikely that he can obtain intelligence sources.

Jin Bufan has been lurking beside Fred all year round. He might find out accidentally.

However, after thinking about it, Ishikura Yuichi is the most likely. He is lurking in the US Consulate and has close access to intelligence.

Oh, it’s so nerve-wracking...

Jobs that require intelligence are really not his forte.

However, even though you know there are difficulties, you must face them head on. Otherwise, the benefits you get will fly away...

After agreeing on contact information, MacFarlane said goodbye and left.

Shortly after he left, Zhang Yong accidentally discovered that someone seemed to be following him.

It's not a red dot. It's a white dot.

An unlabeled white dot followed McFarlane quietly.

McFarland drove here. The person following him also drove. Both sides had guns. The distance was getting closer. It seemed they wanted to assassinate him?

That won't work.

Now MacFarlane is his own financial backer!

"Gangtou!"

"arrive!"

"Come with me!"

"yes."

Zhang Yong set out quietly with a few people.

I ride a motorcycle, which makes it easier to cross streets and alleys. It can be very effective in intercepting people in advance.

Especially for him, he can lock the target location 600 meters in advance and quietly walk through some narrow alleys, which can often shorten a lot of time.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong relied on the map, passed through some narrow alleys, and soon appeared near the stalker.

There is only one stalker, but his face cannot be seen clearly.

He actually wore a hood.

I once suspected it was the Japanese invader with the red spider mask from before. But later I found out it wasn't.

Bai Dot is not Japanese.

Moreover, the style of this headgear seems to be exactly the same as that designed by Zhang Yong himself.

No need to ask, someone has definitely stolen my lesson.

Strange, who could this guy be?

Why follow MacFarlane?

Looking at the stalker's car, it's a black Buick. The license plate seems to be from the Central Bank?

Or maybe it was the Ministry of Finance. Zhang Yong had a vague impression.

Certain special license plate number segments were registered at the Secret Service. But Zhang Yong didn't remember them seriously.

"Who knows the license plate?"

"The report. It's the license plate of the Ministry of Finance."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

It’s actually the Ministry of Finance’s car? The person following it is from the Ministry of Finance?

wrong……

What does a stalker do?

Who is the stalker?

At this time, McFarland in front seemed to have discovered that he was being followed.

After all, he is also a professional spy, so there is no way he would not be aware of it at all.

He quickly parked his car and entered a cafe.

The vehicle following behind did not stop, but turned diagonally and took another road.

He is also a master. He would rather give up tracking than be noticed by the target. However, he may not know that McFarlane has already noticed it.

Soon, the stalker also parked the car and entered another cafe.

Zhang Yong observed from a distance.

Not bad, I can still afford coffee.

It means that the stalker has money and a certain social status.

Decided to make a call and ask about Kong Fansong.

To avoid making mistakes.

"What? What's the license plate?"

"78778..."

"Wait a minute. I'll get back to you with an answer. Ten minutes."

"good."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

The map shows that the target is still in the cafe.

Over there, MacFarlane was also in the cafe. He had obviously eaten.

Here, the stalker seems to have started ordering food.

Zhang Yong licked his lips.

Damn it. Have you two started eating?

what should I do?

Should I eat or not?

I want to eat it too! But what if you run away again just after the food is served? What the hell...

Tangled...

Fortunately, I finally saw the face of the stalker clearly.

It is definitely a strange face. I have never encountered it before. He is about thirty years old. He has six fingers on his left hand.

Huh?

Six fingers?

This is a very obvious feature!

Among ten thousand people, there is only one at most. You can tell it at a glance.

He looks like this, and he actually comes out to follow me?

Wait patiently.

Nothing happened.

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ring ring ring..."

Finally, the phone rang.

Picked up the phone. It was Kong Fansong calling back.

The tone of voice is a little urgent.

"Shaolong, catch him."

"good."

Zhang Yong didn't ask any questions.

You'll have to catch him sooner or later anyway.

"Catch them alive."

"Why?"

"Catch them alive. Don't beat them to death. If you don't have a chance, don't catch them. Never, never. Don't scare them away."

"Understood."

Zhang Yong agreed but still didn't ask why.

This is the rule.

If I can tell you, I will definitely tell you.

Since I won’t tell you, it means there are very complicated factors involved. It would be better if you didn’t know.

So, the only question now is:

How to catch alive.

How to keep it secret.

He fully understood what Kong Fansong meant.

They must be captured alive. They must be interrogated and their confessions must be interrogated.

It needs to be kept secret to prevent his accomplices from knowing about it and causing uncontrollable consequences.

Is it a kidnapping?

Zhang Yong thought about it conditionedly. Then he was too lazy to think about it.

Never mind him! He is only responsible for arresting people.

Look around you, there are only seven people. It doesn't seem impossible.

However, it always feels unsafe because the opponent has weapons.

If a melee breaks out and the opponent cannot win, the opponent will directly commit suicide. Wouldn't that be the end of the world?

Didn't say anything. Shake people.

Directly mobilize an action team.

Bring a sniper rifle.

Caught alive.

But it didn't say you can't be injured.

He was directly beaten to a disability and then easily captured alive.

Confidentiality...

One shot and done.

No outsiders reacted, so naturally it was kept a secret.

Well, that's it.

Waiting in my heart...

Fortunately, neither of them moved.

Until Chen Hai came over with an action team.

The sniper rifle is coming.

Czech light machine guns also arrived.

besides……

Grenades were also brought.

this……

It seems a bit exaggerated...

However, this seems to be an error in Zhang Yong's own order.

He asked Chen Hai to bring all the weapons he could bring. Fortunately, the mortar was not in his hand. Otherwise, he would have brought it.

Grenadier…

Okay, keep it. It might be useful.

By the way, Zhang Yong also used grenade launchers when he was in Tianjin Guards.

"Catch them alive."

"Confidentiality."

Zhang Yong simply deploys tasks.

It's very simple to say. But not so easy to do.

You need to wait for the other party to place your order.

You need to wait for the other party in a relatively remote place.

If you shoot someone in a busy city and then take the person away, the news will naturally leak out.

Wait patiently...

"Gululu..."

"Gululu..."

Suddenly my stomach growled. I was hungry.

I had to send someone to buy dry food. I couldn't eat dinner. I had to leave at any time.

Fortunately, the buns were quickly bought. Zhang Yong swallowed one. Just as he was about to swallow the second one, the map showed that the white dots began to move.

Sure enough, this guy really knows how to choose the right time.

Fortunately, the food was steamed buns. Otherwise, a table of delicious food would have been wasted.

Prepare to track.

But I found that Bai Dot just walked to the door of the cafe, looked to both sides, and then retracted.

Zhang Yong:……

Mud, you boy, wait.

Are you kidding me?

If you catch me in a moment, I'll kill you with steamed buns!

angry……

Suddenly, the map prompted four more white dots to appear. They were all armed and driving towards the cafe.

Um?

The other party also swayed?

Zhang Yong ignored his anger and hurriedly went up to the roof to observe.

As a result, I found that the car that arrived was also a black Buick. The license plate was also somewhat familiar. It seemed that it also belonged to the Ministry of Finance?

Incredible...

What happened to the Treasury Department?

Could it be internal strife?

"Where is this license plate from?"

"The report is also from the Ministry of Finance."

"knew."

Zhang Yong is determined.

So I came down and called Kong Fansong again.

As a result, Kong Fansong didn't speak for a long time after listening. He seemed to be struggling with something.

"How about I pretend not to know anything?"

"Get rid of it!"

"this……"

"They were all dealt with secretly. Even the people and cars were involved. Then they faked the accident."

"Understood."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone knowingly.

Then, it was his turn to struggle.

Kill them all?

This is not difficult at all.

It's not difficult to fake an accident. Just do it once you're used to it.

However, who are these five people? He must not kill them indiscriminately. If they are from the Song family, wouldn't they be killed?

Well, in later generations of street stall novels, there were also some battles between the Song family and the Kong family.

He, Zhang Yong, is holding Miss Song San's thigh. There are some things that must be clarified.

Who to look for?

Okay, let’s find Song Ziyu.

Wish she was still at that Brazilian barbeque restaurant.

Call up.

The one who answered the phone was still Xiaomei.

"I called her."

"good."

Soon, Song Ziyu came to answer the phone.

When she has nothing to do, she does spend most of her time here, tinkering with delicious food and so on.

"Shaolong, what's the matter with you?"

"I have something I need to consult with you..."

"Say it."

"The Ministry of Finance..."

Zhang Yong briefly explained the matter to her.

He did not mention Kong Fansong. He only said that he was performing a task for fear of causing misunderstanding.

"Let me ask Uncle Ziliang."

"good."

Zhang Yong agreed.

It took a full minute for him to react.

Huh?

Uncle Ziliang?

Is it Song Ziliang?

That's okay. After he verified it, he felt free to do it.

Wait patiently...

About five minutes later, Song Ziyu replied.

"Uncle Ziliang said that they are all bad guys. All of them should be eliminated. The task of eradicating evil will be completed. No one will be left alive."

"OK."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Then he said a few words of concern for her and then hung up the phone.

Complete the task of eradicating evil?

is that true?

Kong Fansong told himself not to stay alive.

The same is true for Song Ziliang. He also demands that no one be left behind.

Logically speaking, there is no problem.

Just do it.

However, for some reason, Zhang Yong hesitated.

Are they really bad guys?

Really?

real……

Yeah?

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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