Zhang Yong also wanted to find the centipede.

Although the underground party did not treat him very well. However, he also did not want to see the underground party suffer.

Once the Japanese invaders' strategy succeeds, the harm will be very great.

This Pu organ still has some ability. Zhang Yong didn't dare to take it lightly.

"What's the deal with the silver ticket?"

"Funding ......"

"Really?"

"Really. It's true. ”

Asakura Sanma was busy swearing to the sky. A face of piety.

Then, Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to stop him. When am I a three-year-old? Look at my youth, so playing tricks in front of me?

"This is a silver ticket from the Harvest Bank."

"Yes......"

"If it's money, how can you carry a bank ticket from the Fortune Bank?"

"Actually, it's the same ......"

"Asakura, I advise you to be honest. There is a problem with the silver ticket. If it's money, they'll only give you a bank ticket from the insurance bank. ”

"I ......"

"To be honest, I won't hit you."

"I ......"

Asakura Sanma was silent.

He knew his lie had been exposed.

Very troublesome.

In a short period of time, he couldn't find a way to fulfill his lie.

However, he could not say the real reason. Once the real reason is stated, it is tantamount to a serious leak.

What? Revealing the contents of Operation Blade is not a leak?

Not counted.

Because there are many people who know the content of this action. It may not be possible to find out what he is head.

However, if the secret of the silver ticket is leaked, he is likely to be locked as a whistleblower. He can tell the difference very clearly.

Those who can continue in this industry are still alive, and there are no stupid people.

"Don't say it?"

"I ......"

Asakura Sanma remained silent.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. That's embarrassing.

I've given you a chance.

Pull it down.

Beat.

One hundred and eight tortures, using local materials, and using whatever you have.

Outcome......

Asakura Sanma quickly confessed.

There is no way, if he doesn't confess, his toes will be all hammered.

"I said, I said ......"

"Why are you doing this?"

"I, I'm going to hand over the silver ticket to the underground bank. Then it is handed over to one person. ”

"Who?"

"The family of an officer at Nanyuan Airport."

"Nanyuan Airport?"

Zhang Yong is very sensitive to this place name.

Because of the arrival of the Air Force, Nanyuan Airport needs to be used. It is a very important channel.

It can even be said that it is the only fast and safe passage. Its presence is very necessary in the case of dangerous rail transport.

The Japanese are really cunning. The existence of Nanyuan Airport has long been noticed.

What officer? What kind of family is his?

Is it to buy this officer? Estimated to be.

"Yes......"

"What information do you want?"

"I ......"

"Still want to suffer?"

"No, no, I said, I said, we just want to know about the landing of the plane, and the information about the take-off."

"Simply take-off and landing?"

"Yes......"

"No further content?"

"No ......"

"So, this officer is not of high rank?"

"Uh......"

Asakura Sanma found that he had slipped his mouth.

The other party is not stupid either. A lot can be deduced from his words.

If it is a high-ranking officer, it must know what the plane brought and what it carried. But this officer did not know. So, his level is limited.

It may be below the company commander. The maximum will not exceed the battalion commander. It can't be regimental. Because the garrison at Nanyuan Airport is an elite regiment of the 29th Army.

If it is a regimental cadre, it will know the basic information of the entire airport.

"What's the officer's name?"

"I don't know."

"What?"

"I really don't know. The above didn't tell me. Only Yontaro Date knows. ”

"Mayali?"

"Yes......"

"Good. You said. Where to send the silver ticket. ”

"Deposit into a private bank. The name of the household is Li Shoufu. I'm only responsible for saving money. Leave the rest alone. ”

"Li Shoufu?"

"Yes."

"Good!"

Zhang Yong wrote down the name.

To be sure, this is a pseudonym. There is no real-name system for underground money banks.

In fact, all banks and money banks in this era do not require real names. You name whatever you want. As long as the key can be matched.

The key can be a numeric number. It can also be a special marker.

If you can match it, you can withdraw money.

Are there any risks in between?

Yes.

There is no such thing as 100% security.

Therefore, I tried to trace valuable clues from this Li Shoufu's name. No way.

In other words, it's the clue. Broken.

The only gain was to learn that among the troops of the 29th Army stationed at Nanyuan Airport, there was an officer who was bribed by the Japanese invaders.

It could also be two. Or multiple. Who knows?

"How many times have you sent money?"

"Twice."

"This is the second time?"

"Yes......"

The three rooms of Asakura wanted to speak and stopped.

I thought, aren't you talking nonsense? I said twice, but this time is the second time!

Of course, don't dare to say it. For fear of being hammered again.

He's been hammered with both toes shattered. It hurts my heart. I almost fainted several times.

I regret it.

I knew that I was going to confess, so why did I have to be so miserable?

It is impossible to recover from a hammered toe. It will be useless in the future. Thankfully, he was able to walk after only two of them. Not yet crippled.

"How much does it cost the first time?"

"It's also three thousand oceans."

"It's also a silver ticket from Fenghui Bank?"

"Yes. The other party specifies that it does not want to guarantee the bank. ”

"You know that, too!"

"I ......"

Asakura Sanma was silent. Refuse to answer.

He is Japanese. He thinks that the bank ticket of Baoshang Bank is very useful!

I don't know why everyone else refused.

"Was the silver ticket you deposited for the first time taken?"

"I don't know ......"

"I really don't know?"

"I really don't know. I swear. No one told me either! I'm in charge of saving money in. And then the people from the money bank won't tell me anything else. That's the rule of their industry. Even if you capture them, they won't reveal them easily. Do what they do, once the customer's information is leaked, it will not be able to do it in the future. ”

"Really?"

Zhang Yong was noncommittal. Actually, it's in favor.

The only way for an underground bank to survive is its reputation. Once you lose your credibility, no one will look for you.

Therefore, those who can engage in this profession are not ordinary people.

They all have a very powerful background.

"Do you know anything about this bank?"

"I don't know, I've just been there three times...... Twice. ”

"What are you going to do again?"

"I, I ......"

Asakura Sanma wanted to kill himself. It's true.

In a hurry, he said that he had leaked his mouth again. I should have said it twice. The result is said to be three times.

It's a knee-jerk reaction. But he was caught.

However, he has been unable to deny it.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. All toes will be hammered.

I don't know why this Qiu Tianlai is so perverted, how can he come up with a hammer hammer, specializing in hammering his toes......

"Don't say it?"

"I said, I said, and another time, it was also a saving ......"

"How much money to save?"

"Save, save, save......"

"Don't you say it?"

"I said, I said, save 30,000 ......"

"How much?"

"Thirty thousand. It's all Citibank's silver bills. ”

"So much?"

"Yes......"

Asakura Sanma bowed his head. Very frustrated.

He found that he had confessed in full. All the secrets were told.

"To whom?"

"The name of the household is Lai Jiaze. I really don't know. Who is behind Lai Jiaze, Date Yontaro did not disclose at all. ”

"Good. I believe you. ”

Zhang Yong's words were gentle and comforting. Indicates that he has no malicious intentions.

It's you yourself who don't cooperate. Otherwise, you don't have to be hammered!

So, it's all your own fault......

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything anymore, he temporarily controlled the three rooms of Asakura. Then continue to monitor the movement in the pawnshop.

Maybe I felt safe outside, and the second day spy came out.

It should be that Maori Qinghui.

Didn't say it, catch.

This time, Zhang Yong took matters into his own hands.

When Maori Qinghui turned a corner, he suddenly felt wrong.

There are a lot of people in front of you.

There were at least ten black holes with their muzzles pointed at him.

He subconsciously wanted to pull out his gun, but someone had already appeared behind him and pressed him to the ground.

Zhang Yong searched his body. A Browning pistol was recovered from him. It's also a stack of silver tickets. It's actually from Fenghui Bank.

Hehe. This is a replica! It's exactly the same as Asakura Sanma.

"Who are you?" Maori Qinghui asked.

"Answer me first, to whom are these silver tickets kept?" Zhang Yong was straightforward.

"I don't know."

"Hit!"

Zhang Yong was also unceremonious.

Direct torture.

Don't say? Let's get to work!

One hundred and eight tortures, which one did you get to just now? And then come.

Outcome......

Maori Qinghui soon couldn't hold it up.

"I ask, you answer."

"Yes......"

"Who are these silver tickets for?"

"Account Name ......"

"I want the person behind the name."

"I don't know. I don't really know. All I know is that he is an officer stationed in Wanping City......"

"What's your name?"

"I don't know."

"Date Yuntaro knows?"

"He ......"

Maori Qinghui's face suddenly turned pale

It's over......

The other party actually knows so much.

The other party even Date Yuntaro knows. That's definitely coming prepared.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Don't be nervous. We're not here for you. ”

"That ......"

"We're here for your money. Just give the money and you'll be fine. You see, I'm not going to hit you now. ”

"I ......"

Maori Qinghui wanted to cry without tears.

You didn't say it earlier!

You said I don't have to be hammered with two toes broken.

Ahh......hhh

Ahh......hhh

It hurts. It hurts. Constant gasping for air.

It's terrible.

If you want money, you want money, why is it so terrible to come up......

"Date Yontaro is inside?"

"Yes......"

"Who else is there with him?"

"Also, there are three or four more."

"How many are there?"

"Four, four."

"Oh, and four more helpers......"

"Yes......"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Someone immediately dragged Maori Qinghui away.

Lying when he was dying. There are four more, and there is obviously only one in it.

A round of torture.

And then it was broken.

Kill clean.

Zhang Yong has never liked this Maori family.

I hate Maori when I play games. Since it is his descendant. That's killed too.

All right. Now, the target, Date Masamune's descendant - Date Yontaro.

"Up!"

Quietly climbed in from behind the pawnshop.

First, capture the location where the weapon is hidden. Cut off the connection between the target and the weapon.

Sure enough, Date Yuntaro didn't realize it yet. He was the only one in the pawnshop. He sorts things through the front counter.

When he heard footsteps coming from behind him, he realized that something was wrong.

"You ......

He was shocked and angry.

The other party has a gun. And more than one.

He didn't have a gun on him.

Annoying. The enemy just blocked the place where the guns were hidden.

"Who are you?"

"Boss Ma, don't be impatient, I'm here to find you." Zhang Yong stepped forward with a smile.

"It's you!" Suddenly, Ma Yali's eyes were cold.

Zhang Yong immediately understood that his disguise had been exposed.

The other party knows his identity.

The other party recognized him at a glance!

The other party knows that he is Zhang Yong! It's Zhang Yong of the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society! It's Zhang Yong, who specializes in catching Japanese spies!

Wipe! Sloppy.

I didn't expect the other party to know me. The eyes are still so good.

That......

It's okay.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

"Boss Ma, don't get me wrong. I'm not Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong opened his eyes and lied, "My name is Qiu Tianlai now." We sat down and talked. ”

"What are you going to do?" Yotaro Date gritted his teeth. Secretly plotting a way to get out.

Since he recognized Zhang Yong, he knew that he was in trouble.

Very, very troublesome.

Since the other party has found him, it means that he has been exposed.

But how can he get out?

Zhang Yong's people were all around, as well as weapons. It is also vicious.

He was only one man. There are no weapons yet. Weak. Helpless. Poor again. Surrounded behind the counter. I didn't dare to move.

"Looking for you." Zhang Yong said with a smile, then turned around and walked away.

Find the place where the weapon is hidden.

The discovery was a storage room.

It's a mess inside. The weapons are all hidden underground.

Usual operation. Open the underground chamber. It was found to be full of various weapons.

Good fellows, there are more than thirty of them.

In addition to the barge gun and the Browning pistol, there were actually three Mosin Nagant rifles.

Pick up Mosin Nagant. The discovery is new. The rifling is practically not worn. I haven't used it much at first glance. Compared to the "pedal gun" outside, it is simply too much better.

Some of the Mosin Nagant on the outside, the butts of the guns are all pulped. The rifling is almost blurred, and it is still in service. The bolt is already very inflexible. The hand can't be pulled. You have to pedal it.

There is also a box of bullets next to it. A full box. It's all Mosin Nagant rifle bullets.

The bullets are also new. Excellent maintenance.

"Captain!"

Wu Liuqi suddenly discovered the New World.

It turned out to be underneath the barge gun, and a pistol he had never seen before was found.

The pistol is comparatively smaller. It's almost a little bigger than a palm. The appearance is exquisite.

"It's ......"

"I'll see!"

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to take it. Weigh and weigh. Take a closer look at the foreign text above. In the end, it was judged that it was a Walther PPK pistol produced by the Germans.

The famous boutique pistol of World War II. The superb performance of German industry.

The pistol has excellent performance.

Excellent workmanship quality.

The appearance is beautiful and smart.

As a side gun for the Führer. In the end, the Führer also used it to commit suicide.

In the later 007 series of films, Bond basically appeared with this pistol in his hand. Arguably the favorite of agents all over the world.

It's a pity that Zhang Yong doesn't like it.

Why? I think it's too small. Not powerful enough.

He still likes high-powered pistols like the Colt M1911. Caliber 11.43 mm.

No matter how bad it is, it is also the power of the Browning M9 with a caliber of 1935 mm.

Nothing is required. It's a shot that kills. Make sure the target doesn't have the ability to fight back. It took a few shots to kill, and he seriously despised it.

"Take it yourself!"

"Yes!"

Wu Liuqi couldn't put it down.

It feels much more advanced than Browning's palm thunder.

Keep looking. Didn't find a silver ticket or anything like that. Only pure weapons.

No?

How can it be?

Is it all transferred?

Unbelief.

Gotta figure out from Yontaro Date.

The goal that I have set with great difficulty, if I don't squeeze out a little oil and water, it will seem like a failure.

Turned.

Beckon. Someone brought Yotaro Date up.

Come straight to the point.

Cut to the chase.

"Where's the money?"

(End of chapter)