The current monetary system is very chaotic.

There are more than a dozen types of banknotes alone.

Different types of banknotes are not yet exchangeable with each other.

The government decided to carry out monetary reform and was ready to replace all other paper money with fiat currency.

As a result, the fiat currency has not yet been officially issued, and there are many disasters and difficulties. First, 50,000 coins were stolen from the dock. Now even the printing master is being stolen.

I don't know what to say.

It feels like the treasury controlled by the Kong family is like a sieve. There are water leaks everywhere. Can't make up for it.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, someone appeared. It was Song Ziyu who came.

She had heard the gunshots. He was followed by four other retinues. All with guns. Looks like a good skill.

Song Ziyu looked at the young man lying on the ground with a horse clamp suspiciously. Look at Zhang Yong again.

"It's none of your business. Go home. ”

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Matters. What are you women mixed with?

If there were female Japanese soldiers in the Anti-Japanese War TV series, he would never take a second look. Too crushing IQ.

"I'll just see ......"

Song Ziyu stood beside him with interest.

Zhang Yong: ......

All right. Just look at it. Don't talk. It's none of your business.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

There was a whistle nearby.

It turned out that a patrol police officer had arrived.

A whistle and a baton are all the equipment of the patrolman.

Three months ago, Zhang Yong was like that. There is not even a formal establishment. Weak, helpless, pitiful......

Of course, not anymore.

Now he is a member of the secret service of the Lixing Society (Fuxing Society).

No matter how low-key he is, this tiger skin is weird and scary. Especially to scare ordinary people. I thought it was the Demon Cave of the Fuxing Society.

"Come here!"

Zhang Yong beckoned to a policeman who was probing his brain.

The policeman actually arrived early. But did not dare to appear. was afraid that Zhang Yong would be a ruthless character, so he would also kill him.

Now that he was pointed at by Zhang Yong, he came over cautiously.

"Do you want to be promoted and make a fortune?"

"What?"

"I asked Ling, do you want to be promoted and make a fortune!"

"Think, think ......"

"Just call if you want to. called Lixing Club and said that Zhang Yong caught a Japanese spy. What is this place? ”

"Wutong Road ......"

"Go!"

Zhang Yong threw two oceans to the other party.

See. We have a lot of money. We're definitely good at it.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The policeman hurried to go.

Zhang Yong continued to hold the gun. Reach out to probe the snort of the young man in the horse.

Not bad. Alive. Can't die for the time being.

A simple examination of the injury.

The most serious shot seemed to hit the back in the back.

Oh, and if you hit the bone, it's more troublesome. The rest doesn't matter. Japanese spy, just don't die.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

More whistles blew nearby.

Then several more gendarmes appeared one after another with rifles.

Zhang Yong took out the certificate of Lixing Club.

The gendarmes lowered their guns.

It turned out that someone from the Lixing Club was handling the case. That's fine. Own. Own.

Zhang Yong was not at ease.

The Renaissance Society and the Gendarmerie Command are two different departments.

Boss Dai and Gu Zhenglun don't seem to be friends either.

"Captain Zhang!"

"Captain Zhang!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Zhang Yong looked up. Oh. This time, it was really the Renaissance Society's own people who came.

It was Liu Daowu's subordinates. I've met before.

"Come here." Zhang Yong beckoned.

Four agents immediately ran over.

Zhang Yong was relieved.

With your own people watching, it's okay.

"You are guarding here. No one else is allowed to approach. I'm going to call the seat. ”

"Yes."

"Be careful to prevent this Japanese spy from committing suicide."

"Yes."

Zhang Yong hurriedly went to find the phone.

As a result, I looked around and found no phone anywhere.

Alas, it's really inconvenient.

What age. I don't even have a mobile phone.

Song Ziyu pointed to the side and said, "Over there, the barber shop, there is a phone." ”

Zhang Yong squinted at it.

Oh, it seems to be true. Hurriedly ran over.

Enter the barbershop. Take out an ocean. Pick up the microphone. Call Mao Renfeng directly.

"Secretary Mao, it's me, Zhang Yong."

"Shaolong, are you alright?"

"Secretary Mao, I'm fine. I just caught a Japanese spy by accident. A metal master of printed fiat currency was seized from him. ”

"What's that?"

"Metal masters for printing fiat currency. It can be used to print fiat currency. ”

"Wait!"

Mao Renfeng didn't react for a while.

Printing fiat currency?

Metal masters?

"Is it important?" He asked suspiciously.

"It should be important." Zhang Yong replied, "Why don't you help ask the Ministry of Finance?" ”

"I'll report to the office right away."

"Good!"

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Mao Renfeng immediately entered the office.

"What's the matter?"

"Seated, Zhang Yong called, saying that he accidentally captured a Japanese spy and seized a metal master ...... that can print fiat currency"

"What?"

Huo Ran stood up.

Mao Renfeng immediately understood that this matter was very important.

Moreover, the Seat knows about it.

Moreover, only the virgin knows about it. Even he, the secretary, didn't know.

"Sitting ......"

"You immediately call Kong Fansong from the Ministry of Finance. Let's just say that the metal master has been found. ”

"Yes."

"Get him to the scene right away."

"Yes."

"I'll go over in person now."

"Yes."

Mao Renfeng was secretly surprised.

Do you want to go there in person? It seems that this matter is indeed important.

This Zhang Yong is really powerful.

An accident makes a great contribution.

Envy......

You have to be good in the future......

Walk briskly outside.

"Ciwen, come with me! Bring an action group! ”

"Yes!"

Ciwen is the character of Zhou Weilong.

He didn't know what was going on yet. But immediately lead the team out.

Here, Zhang Yong put down the phone. Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I guess I was a blind cat and hit a dead mouse.

Accidentally encountered a Japanese spy, and then found a very important thing.

By the way, does this printing master have anything to do with the Ministry of Finance? Do you want to give a phone call to the Ministry of Finance? Go find Kong Fansong?

After thinking about it, forget it.

Never go over your seat. to please others.

This kind of credit, let the seat to receive the best. The current Renaissance Society needs to grow and develop. Credit is needed.

It's good for him to be a squad leader himself. The responsibility is not big, and the oil and water are not small. Also relatively free.

You don't need to be promoted, you can get rich.

Come back.

Just passed by Song Ziyu's side.

"You're amazing!"

Song Ziyu said in a low voice.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

"Coincidence."

Not modesty. It's really a coincidence.

Originally, I grabbed a Japanese spy casually, but who would have thought that such an important thing would be found.

Song Ziyu stopped talking. Quietly watching.

She feels that Zhang Yong is modest. His ability is really amazing.

It's really that simple to catch a Japanese spy.

Catch it. Without blinking.

More and more people came around. She quietly took her leave.

Zhang Yong didn't notice either. His attention is still on the Japanese spy and the fiat currency master. And start some ideas from there.

Of course, his imagination has never been very good.

How the master was stolen. I don't have a clue either.

Let's wait for the experts to come!

It is estimated that Zhou Weilong, the head of the intelligence section, may come to ......

"Take a seat!"

"Take a seat!"

Suddenly, someone said hello.

Zhang Yong hurriedly raised his head.

Seated?

Hey?

Coming here in person?

Take a closer look. Sure enough, the virgin seat came.

Yes, it seems, this Japanese spy is very valuable. Wrong. It's a fiat master that's valuable.

Hurried forward. Stand up and salute.

"Confidentiality." The seat whispered.

"Understood." Zhang Yong responded solemnly.

"Don't mention masters or anything."

"Understood."

"Where's the stuff?"

"Here!"

Zhang Yong presented the metal master.

The seat looked at it carefully. Confirm that it is correct. Then nodded.

OK. Retrieve it in time.

Because it was a confidential matter, he was the only one in the entire Renaissance Society who knew about it.

I thought it would take a while. Unexpectedly, I was happy with an accident.

Accidentally......

Coincidental......

Fu Jiang......

He never believed in ghosts and gods.

But at this moment, I have to believe that in the dark, there are really people who are chased by God to feed them.

is talking about Zhang Yong.

"Kong Fansong wants to do something with you in private. That's what I'm looking for. As a result, before he could speak, you got it back. ”

"Shaolong, you are really the blessed general of our Fuxing Society! Say, what reward do you want! ”

"No money! Revolutionary soldiers of our generation are not allowed to talk about money! ”

(End of chapter)