Chapter Seventy-Six: The Earth Ghost Cries (16)

If you ever travel to New Mexico, your first instinct is not to feel like you're in the United States.

Until the 20s of the 21st century, there were still nearly half of the Latino race, and the vast and sparsely populated desert landscape and comparatively backward public infrastructure were somewhat inconsistent with the image of the entire country as a wealthy country, but it was undeniable that it was a good place to engage in classified projects.

Of course, the so-called good place is suitable for undertaking some dirty work such as nuclear tests, even if the United States enters the nuclear age from now on, it is the eastern coastal areas that will be the first to be wiped out, and only after they have enjoyed enough new technology dividends can they take the turn of these "good places". Ripening.

To this day, New Mexico is not rich, and the security is not very good, but fortunately, the United States has two coasts, east and west, and there is no area that is difficult to develop, otherwise it is a question whether New Mexico will be voted out of the United States.

Today is Friday, and it is also the day when Professor Taylor's calculation team outside the engineering area goes out to purchase every week, and this errand work has become a rare beauty difference when everyone is watching, and every time it takes a lottery to decide the lucky person to go out to purchase, this time, it is Chiyo's turn.

Walking on the street, Chiyo is very head-turning, with black hair and black eyes, but the appearance of an Asian is not inferior to that of the white race, but fortunately it is not the barbaric era of the Middle Ages, otherwise Chiyo's appearance is easy to remind Christians of the image of witches that can arouse male fantasies and persecution desires.

After Xiao Chiyo came to the market, he was not in a hurry to buy, but first found a nearby coffee shop and sat in, after making sure that no one was following, he walked to the front desk and picked up the public phone and dialed a number, and soon, a middle-aged female voice came from the earpiece, in English, the words and grammar are very formal, but the voice is Asian, and at the same time with an obvious Massachusetts Wellesley accent, as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a turtle who had lived in the northeastern countryside.

"Hello ma'am. "With Chiyo's English level, he naturally won't notice the other party's accent or anything, and converse directly in Chinese.

"You're... Who?" the other party was obviously surprised, but quickly asked in Chinese. This time, the accent is a fragrant and glutinous Shanghai accent, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the strength in the tone, in short, it is very awkward, it seems that the other party should rarely speak in this flattering and gentle tone.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to listen carefully to me and remember every word, and then when you return home, you will convey it to those who should know it. "Chiyo Kodo.

......Seeing that the other party did not answer, Xiao Chiyo said to himself: "I need you to find a way to provide the Mi government with a top-secret information after returning to China, and the content of the information is on the 43rd document on the third floor of the No. 4 filing cabinet in the confidential office of the military command headquarters, remember, this document needs to be sent to the Mi government at the highest official communication level, in addition, these things must be completed within two weeks." ”

“...... I don't know what you're talking about, and, who are you?" The incense in the other party's tone suddenly disappeared, and it was replaced by a cold and majestic tone, which was very kingly, and when he heard it, he was an old superior.

"Citibank, 3148....., JPMorgan Bank, 5289......" Chiyo answered the question and reported two bank account numbers.

"You ......" Hearing these two account numbers, the other party's tone was obviously a little trembling.

These two accounts began to invest in the New York real estate market in 1940 after receiving a sum of hundreds of millions of dollars, and about two years ago, these two accounts respectively poured huge sums into the Republican political donation account, and today they have accumulated nearly 100 million yuan. Xiao Qianyo paused and said: "I have the detailed information about these two accounts and the information of the account holder, if you don't want me to provide this information to Roosevelt, you had better remember what I just said, and complete my request as quickly as possible." ”

“...... He...... He won't necessarily listen to my ......"

"He will. After saying that, Chiyo hung up the phone, returned to his seat, drank coffee, and went shopping.

From picking up the phone to ending the call, it took about a minute, although Chiyo went out shopping this time was also under the surveillance of Dewey's investigation team, but the monitoring level of the Taylor calculation team itself was not high, and secondly, Chiyo's phone call ended very quickly, and it was not very difficult to avoid surveillance.

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After Xiao Chiyo conveyed the information of the smooth call to Yu Zecheng at the level of consciousness, Yu Zecheng began to carry out the plan on his side.

Yu Zecheng got up and knocked on the door of the dormitory (after the Dewey investigation team came to the Los Alamos laboratory, Yu Zecheng and other outsiders were subject to high-level surveillance and were almost completely restricted in their personal freedom), and the guards outside the door immediately asked Yu Zecheng what was wrong.

Yu Zecheng claimed that he wanted to see Chief Dewey and had important information to report to Chief Dewey.

Yu Zecheng's identity is that he is an outsider from the mainland, and at the same time has a deep spy background, and the degree of redness in the mainland at that time is not low, in this context, Yu Zecheng claimed that he had important information, and the guards naturally did not dare to slack off, and reported to their superiors as soon as possible.

About a quarter of an hour later, news came from the upper echelons of the investigation team that Dewey agreed to meet with Yu Zecheng.

After a not-so-tedly tedious body search, Yu Zecheng was taken to Dewey's office, where heavily armed guards were on standby.

After Yu Zecheng sat down, he did not rush to speak first, but carefully looked at Dewey.

Dewey, with a small head and a short face, has two handful of beautifully trimmed beards on his angular face, and gives people a stern, serious and energetic feeling.

While Yu Zecheng was observing Dewey, the other party was also observing him, and for Dewey, Yu Zecheng was an Oriental who surprised him.

In this era when the North American civilization is rising strongly and the strongest civilized island country in the East is being violently beaten by the United States, the average Asian will have a kind of inferiority complex and panic oozing out of the bones when they see the tall and sturdy white people of the United States, not to mention that Dewey can be regarded as the top person in the white people of the United States, so to speak, even if it is the wife of the president of the mainland, when she comes to the United States to help, she has to be respectful and even deliberately curry favor when she sees Dewey.

But the Oriental man in front of him not only did not tremble or nervous at all, but even stared at himself with interest in his eyes, which made Dewey a little uncomfortable.

"So, Lieutenant Colonel Yu Zecheng, what information do you need to report to me?" said Dewey.

"Hehe......" Yu Zecheng smiled meaningfully: "The taste of losing the election is not good, isn't it? Mr. Dewey." ”

"You ......," Dewey said for a moment.

In the first half of 1944, when the script of "The Devil Cry on the Earth" had not yet begun, Dewey, then governor of New York, ran for president of the United States for the first time, and his opponent at that time was Roosevelt, whose status in the hearts of the people of the United States was comparable to that of Washington, the father of the nation. But in fact, for Dewey, last year's campaign was more of an attempt, Roosevelt had been re-elected president for many terms, and his own health was deteriorating, if nothing else, by the time of the 1948 election, Dewey, who represented the Republican Party, could successfully win the presidency and give a hammer to the Southern hillbillies in the Democratic Party who had begun to get nervous after a few years in power.

Having said that, when a top politician from an aristocratic background was told to the face of an Asian about his defeats, Dewey was of course a little angry, but he was suppressed by self-cultivation. Although he is not a racist, if Yu Zecheng does not come up with satisfactory information this time, Dewey will have to humiliate and humiliate the yellow pig in front of him.

In the face of Dewey's secret fire, Yu Zecheng didn't care and said: "If what I just said makes you feel unpleasant, then I'm afraid you have to get used to it, my great philosopher Mr. Dewey." ”

"Why?" said Dewey, laughing angrily.

Roosevelt had paved the way for Truman's 1948 election. Yu Zecheng said with a smile: "At that time, I'm afraid you, or even the Republican Party behind you, will have no chance." ”

"Truman?" Dewey said in his heart, "The farmer from Missouri?" but did not react on the surface.

Most of the top leaders of the Republican Party in the United States have a background of businessmen and financial land speculators in the north of the country, and they have the style of British aristocracy and pay great attention to their own external image, especially after the collapse of the Democratic Party after the victory of the Civil War. Dewey is the culmination of the aristocratic faction in the Republican Party, and he vigorously fights crime and government agencies in New York State, while devoting himself to the study of social crime relations and writing several best-selling books, which has won Dewey the external image of being wise and alert, delicate and jealous, and he himself looks down on Truman, the "lower dog" who was quickly promoted by Roosevelt.