Hong Kong Bank of Communications, the gate of the crowd is endless.

Ruan Yinghua walked out of the Bank of Communications, signaled to Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian on the side, and the three of them left quickly.

In the office of Director Jin, which is located in the western business district of Kowloon, Director Jin listened to Ruan Yinghua's words with a frightened face, and he said very eagerly: We can't let them steal the printed version of fiat currency, otherwise it will mess up our financial market, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

"yes, that's what we're here for!" Ruan Yinghua comforted Director Jin again and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to do it." ”

Director Jin said eagerly: "What's the solution, just say it, I'm in a hurry." ”

Ruan Yinghua thought for a while and said, "If you hide the printed version first, you will say that I took it first." In order not to make the other party suspicious, you prepare two chests for us and put some finished and semi-finished fiat currency. In addition, for the sake of the national government, we have to temporarily wronged you! ”

"You're welcome, as long as I can keep the printed version, it's worth it even if I lose my head!" Director Kim impassionedly.

Ruan Yinghua said movingly: "Director Jin's patriotism and love for deeds are admirable, but the Japanese spies are barbaric and brutal, and it takes stratagem to deal with them, as long as we work together, we can keep the printed version."

"Alright then, you just do what I say!" Director Kim nodded vigorously.

They chose the location of concealed observation in the building across the street from Director Jin's house, and opened the thick curtain to clearly see the entrance of the opposite building and Director Jin's office.

Several people waited patiently, and sure enough, they quickly waited for the agent.

That morning, four spies in plainclothes came over as if nothing had happened. They cautiously looked around and quickly entered the building where Director Kim was.

"Those people are here!" Ruan Yinghua said happily.

Wang Donghai picked up the binoculars and looked at Director Jin's office opposite.

In the staircase of the office building, a small man walked in front, followed by three other men, armed with guns in hand, just in case.

The "little man" first came to the door of Director Kim's office and knocked on the door.

He knocked a few times, but saw no answer, only a "oh oh oh" sound.

The "little man" quickly pulled out his gun and nodded at the back.

The big man hurried up to get the little one out of the way, and he then rushed up and slammed the door open. Two men rushed in, and the other two stood in the doorway.

When Director Jin saw them coming, he struggled even harder, and let out a cry for help.

The two spies, the big and the small, looked around before they gathered around.

The "little man" pulled out the towel in his mouth, and Director Jin hurriedly shouted: "Help, help......"

The "big man" slapped him: Let you call, you belong to the pig!

Director Jin hurriedly stopped shouting.

The "big man" stretched out his hand to hold Director Jin's chin, glared at him with his eyes, and said viciously: "You are Jin Yongtai, Director Jin?" ”

Director Kim nodded in fear!

"Tell me, the printed version of fiat currency!" The "big man" asked again.

Director Jin said very frustratedly: "Just now, he ...... They took it! ”

The "big man" glared and asked, "They, who are they?" ”

Director Kim shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Don't play tricks on me, my patience is limited!" The big black man suddenly took out his pistol, put it against his head and asked, "Say it quickly, if you don't say it, I'll kill you!" ”

Director Jin was so frightened that he sat on the ground: Don't hit me, I, I said!

Director Kim said according to the plan.

Ma Yuntian put down the binoculars and happily: "They took the bait!" ”

"Great!" Ruan Yinghua had an excited expression on his face.

"Withdraw!" Wang Donghai lowered the curtains, and quietly left the room with Ruan Yinghua and Ma Yuntian and went downstairs.

In the evening, they came alone to the Tak Sheng Tea House in Kowloon, Hong Kong.

On the second floor, Ruan Yinghua sat alone at a table, while Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian sat at a large table not far from her.

Ruan Yinghua looked at Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian, and Wang Donghai signaled to her not to be nervous and afraid. Ruan Yinghua nodded.

After a while, two people, the "big man" and the "little man", walked up to the second floor of the teahouse, and they stood at the top of the stairs and looked inside, before they came in with confidence.

The "big man" came straight to Ruan Yinghua and sat down. The "little man" walked behind Ruan Yinghua, took out a gun and quietly held it against her.

The "big man" looked cold, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you Reporter Ruan?" ”

Nearby Wang Donghai. He skillfully brewed a pot of tea, poured it into a teacup, and drank it quietly.

"I am, but I don't know you, what are you looking for me?" Ruan Yinghua pretended to be very scared and said.

The "big man" said expressionlessly, "This is not the place to talk, follow me!" ”

Ruan Anh Hoa was reluctant to get up.

The "little man" pressed his gun again. Ruan Yinghua had no choice but to stand up, wink at the two of them, and follow them downstairs.

Wang Donghai and Ma Yuntian also quietly followed.