Fang Huaizhou had actually seen Zhang Yong a long time ago.

Zhang Yong almost never appears alone. There are always a lot of people around.

Droves.

Strutting.

There's no way anyone else wants to go without noticing.

I have to say that this Zhang Yong is really careful. Every time I go out, I bring enough people.

From a security point of view, it is indeed impeccable.

It is indeed not that easy for the Japanese to assassinate him.

It's just a bit of that......

A little too cautious?

One cannot act alone. It's not convenient to want to do something.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Fang Huaizhou.

Zhang Yong's conditions do not meet the requirements of the party organization. Party organizations will not be accommodated because of a certain person.

No, it's no.

Principles cannot be compromised.

Perhaps, sometimes, they can be friends. But you can't be a comrade.

"Captain Zhang......"

"You're alone?"

"Yes. I'm alone. I haven't bought many books lately......"

"Wouldn't it be a big loss for you to open this bookstore?"

"Barely hold on!"

Fang Huaizhou and Zhang Yong said without a match.

Zhang Yong knew his identity. He also has nothing to hide. He also believes that Zhang Yong will not go to the whistleblower.

It's not a matter of character.

It's useless to whistleblow.

For Zhang Yong, the Red Party was not his target at all.

The Red Party had no money.

This guy is nicknamed Dead Asking for Money.

As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.

It can well be imagined......

Zhang Yong took out the film, "Is there a photo studio nearby?" ”

"Nope." Fang Huaizhou shook his head.

"Then I'll pay for it, you can build a photo studio! It's a side hustle. ”

"What?"

"I said, I'll pay for it, you pay for it, let's build a photo studio."

"Why?"

"I have some intimate photos to work on myself. I don't want to trouble people inside the Renaissance Society. and not let other outsiders know. ”

"This ......"

Fang Huaizhou wanted to speak and stopped.

Vaguely, he sensed Zhang Yong's intentions.

It seems that you want to use the photo studio to reveal a little bit of information to them? A little useful news for the Red Party?

Is that so?

Maybe so, right?

I hope so......

"Don't mother-in-law. I'll pay! Zhang Yong took out a stack of silver tickets with a face value of 100 silver dollars, counted them, and there were five, "I see that there is a place behind your bookstore." Make your own darkroom. Find someone who can take a look. You can start working right away. ”

Of course, the silver ticket belongs to the Surety Bank.

He wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. Otherwise, you may not need it in the future.

Five hundred oceans, a darkroom for sunbathing should be enough.

Cameras and film, also do not need him out.

These messy things, just catch a few more Japanese criminals.

"I've learned how to ...... photogenics"

"That's for the best!"

Zhang Yong took out the film.

"You can help me post it now."

"But there are no tools ......"

"I'll give you two hours, and you can do it right away."

"Well, good, good!"

Fang Huaizhou agreed.

In two hours, he could indeed buy all the tools.

The darkroom is ready-made. You don't need to fix it. The main things you need to buy are developing potions, clips, ropes, tweezers, etc. There are a few other tools out there.

Get busy right away.

Zhang Yong was sitting in the China Literature Bookstore.

I grabbed a few books. Look at it randomly.

It's all tome.

I don't understand.

But you can pretend to understand.

Anyway, there's nothing to do for the time being.

Just to give the impression that the seat is studious.

Damn it......

Three kingdoms......

I don't seem to have seen it lately.

hurriedly went to find a copy of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Oh......

That's right.

Immediately pretend to read carefully. Actually, I didn't see it at all.

But it doesn't matter, it's enough to be pretty.

Outside the bookstore, it was led by a team leader named Chen Zhen. Newcomer.

This Chen Zhen is Yang Shanfu's proud disciple. He taught it himself. Yang Shanfu was also an operational instructor before.

looked at Fang Huaizhou busy.

Pretend to be concentrating on reading.

Finally, the tools are ready. Fang Huaizhou entered the darkroom and began to post photos. Zhang Yong was still sitting outside reading a book.

Not long after, Fang Huaizhou walked out. Bite one's tongue.

"What's wrong?"

"It, the photograph content ......"

"What?"

"Come in and see for yourself!"

"Good!"

Zhang Yong entered the darkroom.

The lights inside are all dark red.

The photographs were caught in the rope and were not yet completely dry.

There are also some photos that are still soaked in potions. Haven't fished it out yet. However, the above content is basically the same.

All have a male protagonist.

The supporting characters are all female. It's all beautiful.

"Who is he?" Zhang Yong knew that the problem was with this man.

"Cao Jianzhang." Fang Huaizhou replied slowly.

"Oh?" Zhang Yong put the photo in front of his eyes. Look closely.

Cao Jianzhang?

Director of the Tianjin Health Police?

Cheporov got his photo? It seems to be a lifestyle problem?

Oh, except for the Red Party, no one else has anything to say about the style of life. At best, it can only be said that it is inappropriate. But it's not illegal. Only the moral level can be charged.

So, now the question is, how many women are there?

"Seven."

"So much?"

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with the times.

Seven others have been photographed. What about the ones that weren't photographed? How many are you? Are there seven? Never mind. Too lazy to count.

Just catch up. Be sure to have more than seven.

Fang Huaizhou felt that Zhang Yong's expression was wrong. This guy's eyes are actually envious?

Sure enough, the organization's rejection of him made sense.

This is a very rotten feudal mentality! How can this be. What era is it, still thinking about three wives and four concubines!

Shake one’s head.

Keep your head down and continue fiddling with the photo.

Zhang Yong has seen all the photos one by one. Then a problem was discovered.

It seems like......

There is no way to say that there is a style of life on the side of the Guo Party.

Using these photos to engage Cao Jianzhang has no effect. Cao Jianzhang can be killed and not admit it.

There is a picture and a truth?

No.

As long as Cao Jianzhang doesn't admit it, no one else can do it.

Legislative council?

Oh, Tianjin Wei seems to have a legislative council. But furnishings. Because now is the period of military control. It was under the special control of the 29th Army.

In short, Tianjin Wei is not a normal society at the moment.

So......

It is useless to use this means to engage Cao Jianzhang.

Cheporov thought too much. Thought these photos were useful. He may have wanted to use the photos to threaten Cao Jianzhang.

It's a bit naïve......

Cao Jianzhang's skin, how can it be so thin?

If these photos can bring him down, how can he get into the police commissioner's throne?

Even his Zhang Yong's face is not so thin.

Shake one’s head.

"I've got all these pictures for you."

"What do you want to do for us?"

"See if it's useful. Spread it out, maybe it can help the student tide or something. ”

"We don't use such shady tactics."

"Uh......"

Zhang Yong was choked.

All right. Forget about the principles of the Red Party.

The underground party organizations of the Red Party are strictly forbidden to adopt all kinds of violence or indiscriminate means.

Otherwise, what is the difference between it and the ordinary Huidaomen?

Okay, you don't need it. That's for me. I can use it. I don't have principles in what I do.

But the photos are not all dry. It cannot be taken away for the time being. can only stay here in Fang Huaizhou for a while. Wait until it's completely dry.

Suddenly an idea.

"So, do you want to help or something?"

"What do you want to say?"

"For example, I'll donate you a little money, a little weapon......"

"Donations are warmly welcome. However, if there are any harsh conditions to be attached, it is exempt. ”

Fang Huaizhou said calmly.

Zhang Yong already knew his identity. There's nothing to hide.

In front of Zhang Yong, the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is to adhere to the basic principles of the party. Don't be confused by this guy and mess around.

Zhang Yong's biggest problem is that he likes to mess around. In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means.

Although his actions were fruitful. But it does conflict with many of our party's organizational principles. In the short term, there is no sign of correction in this guy.

Oddly enough, Zhang Yong also seems to know the organizing principles of the Red Party. But it has not changed.

What a freak. Seems to know a lot about the Red Party?

But it's not my own.

But I like to come up again.

Seriously, Fang Huaizhou had never encountered such a contradictory person.

I can't see through it at all!

Shi Bingdao couldn't see it. Gu Mozhai couldn't see through it.

So many people can't see through it. It shows that there are too many secrets in this guy.

"I don't have any conditions."

"Our party has always adhered to the principle of equal trade."

"Understood. I'll lend you a sum of money. For twenty years. Fixed interest. Twenty years later, you return double. How is it? ”

"Twenty years?"

"That's right! Twenty years! By 1955. ”

Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.

There are so many bank bills from the Baoshang Bank, which have to be spent quickly.

Now lending out 100,000 oceans, 20 years later, taking back 200,000 oceans, seems to be a bit of a loss. But it doesn't matter.

Twenty years later, it should be 1955. New China has gained a firm foothold.

Well, on the Silla Peninsula, all the most powerful enemies on the planet have been struck. No one dared to do it again.

"Are you serious?"

Fang Huaizhou felt very strange. I don't understand.

Is this guy a bit of money? It's like it's a free gift. Twenty years. How long is that all in the future?

Seriously, who can say for sure what it will be like in 20 years' time?

"At that time, I may not be there."

"But you're behind the organization! As long as there is organization, there is no fear. ”

"You ......"

"Rest assured, I believe that the organization behind you can not only last for twenty years, but also for a longer time. So, this money, someone will definitely return it. ”

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes. If you're gone, and the organization isn't there, won't my money be wasted? Can I start a loss-making business? You say, don't you? ”

"Also to ......"

Fang Huaizhou muttered to himself.

Suddenly, I found that I seemed to be led crooked by this guy.

Want to refute. I don't know where to start. Could it be that his organization, he said, must have lasted less than twenty years?

"Oh, this is 100,000 oceans." Zhang Yong took out a thick stack of silver tickets.

"How much?" Fang Huaizhou was stunned.

100,000 silver dollars?

Dizzy!

How much money does this guy really have?

Isn't he the squad leader of the Secret Service of the Renaissance Society? How can you make so much money?

Dizzy!

Fang Huaizhou said that he couldn't keep up with the times.

I can't figure it out at all!

Embezzlement?

Just kidding, who can be so greedy?

That's 100,000 oceans! It's a silver dollar! Not those worthless banknotes!

Who has so many?

Even Dai Li, he may not be able to come up with so much of the ocean!

Death Costs Money......

It's really a dead money......

How much money did Zhang Yong make......

"You've made it clear!" Zhang Yong said, "100,000 oceans, one is not less." Twenty years from now, you will pay back 400,000 oceans. I just want the ocean. None of the others. Don't try to fool me with paper money. ”

"Good. I borrowed this money. Fang Huaizhou retracted his thoughts and made a decisive decision.

gifts, he may not accept.

However, the loan, he dared to accept.

Twenty years later, double the return, from the perspective of interest, is simply for nothing.

"Come on, come on, write an IOU."

"Good!"

Fang Huaizhou really wrote down the IOU.

Zhang Yong asked him to make a special note that it would be returned on December 1, 1955. It must be returned with the ocean. Or the same weight of silver. No banknotes.

If he has died personally, it is reimbursed by his parent organization.

Fang Huaizhou suddenly remembered something, "You are holding an IOU, not afraid that the secret service of the Fuxing Society will say that you are communicating with the Red Party?" ”

"No one else can see the IOU but you." Zhang Yong replied casually, "No one will say that I am a Red Party." If someone says that they don't need me to do it, someone else will erase him. ”

"Why?"

"Because I also earn money for the Secret Service of the Renaissance Society!"

"Uh......"

"Up and down the Fuxing Society, there are 1,000 or hundreds of people, and most of the benefits are earned back by me. To say that I am a Red Party is to have trouble with the entire Secret Service. ”

"You ......"

Fang Huaizhou was speechless.

What is it called? Can money be channeled?

The party is really hopeless.

But I have to say that this Zhang Yong is really crazy to catch Japanese spies.

I don't know if he caught the Japanese spy to protect his family and defend the country, or to make money? Or both? Japanese spies are also unlucky to meet him like this.

Zhang Yong got the IOU, flicked it, and earned it in his carry-on space.

All right.

One more guarantee.

Twenty years later, there are at least 400,000 silver dollars.

What?

Default?

Put a hundred hearts.

This investment will definitely not be lost.

Leave.

Return to the Bamboo Garden.

Call the inside of the bamboo garden. Go directly to Cheporov.

Map markers show that Cheborov is no longer at the wall. Rather, it is in the heart of the bamboo garden.

Sure enough, soon, Cheporov listened to the phone.

"Your photos are worthless." Zhang Yong said coldly, "If you want to come out alive, you have to give some dry goods." ”

"Of course I do. I also have dry goods. But how can I trust you? Cheporov's answer was also hard-hitting, "You got the dry goods, and then you still trapped me here." I can't help it. Do you think I'll do this kind of business? ”

"You don't seem to have a choice."

"If you kill me, you won't get a hundred thousand dollars. Why bother? ”

"You're right! So what do you say? ”

Zhang Yong nodded honestly.

The main one is good as flowing.

He doesn't really like to kill. And it's not good. And there are no personal grudges.

Except, of course, Wang Zhulin's example. This guy has done too many dirty things. If he catches the other party, he will definitely kill him. It can be regarded as avenging the girls who suffered from the disaster.

"You let me out first......"

"Impossible."

"You ......"

Cheporov's voice stopped abruptly.

Zhang Yong didn't feel right. It seems that the telephone line has been cut? No way?

Check out the map now. It was found that next to Cheporov, several small red dots appeared. A few more small white spots. Entangled with each other.

Hey?

What do these guys do?

Could it be a group of hunk men dancing? Japanese invaders are also involved?

Suddenly......

A red dot disappears.

Hey?

Gone?

No way?

Zhang Yong thought he had made a mistake.

Subsequently, a white spot was found to be gone. This time, I'm sure I'm not mistaken.

I gradually understood.

Dare to love it, the white and red dots inside are on the dry rack.

The white dot should be Cheporov's men, or someone else. The red dot is the Japanese invader. Probably from the Blue Dragon Society. Both sides got their hands dirty.

But no gunshots were heard. It could be hand-to-hand combat. Close combat.

Strange, how did these two groups fight? In other words, when you are in trouble, shouldn't you cooperate with each other?

But I quickly figured it out again.

It's impossible for a Japanese to cooperate with anyone. They specialize in their teammates.

Strategically, the pit Führer.

Tactically, army red deer and navy red deer pit each other.

It is impossible for them to cooperate with outsiders. It is impossible to cooperate within oneself. Solidarity does not exist.

Good. Good. Good.

Hit slowly. The more intense the fight, the better.

(End of chapter)