Chapter 653, So, Trust the Science
Zhang Yong did not go directly to the house where the money was hidden.
That would make you look too bad. No, others still think that they can predict the prophet.
How can there be such a thing?
He's science-talking!
Low profile.
Simply hide it.
"It's the street, right?" Zhang Yong said to the Japanese spy.
The Japanese spy was silent.
Refuse to answer.
Zhang Yong deliberately looked at his face.
Then wave your hand.
"Let's go!"
"It's not this street."
So the convoy moved on.
Dou Wanjiang was a little curious. Bite one's tongue.
Not this street?
How did you tell?
Could it be that the destination can be judged from the face of the Japanese spy?
It's also amazing.
But remembering Zhang Yong's words "believe in science"......
Perhaps, this is science?
I don't understand.
Keep moving.
to the second street. Stop the car.
Zhang Yong looked at the Japanese spy, "It's this street, right?" β
As a result, the Japanese spy remained silent.
He refused to answer.
Zhang Yong looked outside, and then looked at the sky, "It's not here." β
So, the convoy moved on.
However, it was the third street, the fourth street......
Every time he went to a street corner, Zhang Yong would ask the Japanese spy, "Is it here?" β
As a result, the Japanese spies refused to answer.
Then Zhang Yong said to himself that it was not here. So keep walking.
to Fifth Street......
"Isn't it here?" Zhang Yong continued to ask.
The Japanese spies remained silent.
Despise.
He felt that Zhang Yong was completely messy.
There is no such clichΓ©. Immature.
Outcome......
Zhang Yong concluded, "It should be here." Get in. β
Wave your hand. Turn with the convoy.
The Japanese spy doesn't feel good.
Hey?
What's going on?
How did you really turn into this street?
Dizzy. I didn't say anything. How did the other party find it?
Is it a coincidence?
Should be. It must be. It has to be.
Except for coincidences. How else can it be explained?
Thankfully, there is often only one coincidence. There can't be a second time.
Even if Zhang Yong happened to choose this street. However, there are so many houses on this street, it can't be a coincidence, right?
"Brother Dou." Zhang Yong said suddenly.
"Ah, you say." Dou Wanjiang was flattered for a while.
What does Zhang Yong call himself?
Eldest brother?
This......
It's a bit of an honor!
"Pay attention to the face of the Japanese spy."
"Do what?"
"Determine which house the money is."
"Huh?"
Dou Wanjiang was at a loss.
Looking at the face of the Japanese spy, you can make a judgment?
No......
That's a succinct thing to say.
I don't have that kind of skills. I didn't see anything.
Japanese Spy: ......
What? Look at my face?
Joke. Just look at my face and find the right house?
Ha ha. It's hilarious. Dream.
What is my face? I don't have any hints at all, okay.
......
Unless you're a god. Otherwise......
Hum.
If you can find the exact house like this, I will have your last name!
"He's going to be nervous."
"The closer he gets to the target, the more nervous he becomes."
"It's an uncontrolled psychological reaction. Even the most brilliant Japanese spy can't hide it. β
Zhang Yong talked eloquently.
Of course it is. How does he know anything about psychology?
But it doesn't matter. Just be able to bluff Dou Wanjiang. You see, that's what I'm talking about science!
So, trust the science......
"Humph!"
The Japanese spy sneered.
Then the face was expressionless. Not nervous at all.
What is an uncontrolled psychological reaction. . I'm not nervous at all.
The convoy moved slowly.
"Well, it's not."
"Well, it's not."
"Keep walking!"
Zhang Yong continued to gesticulate.
Then he looked back at the Japanese spy in a hurry.
Japanese Spy: ???
The expression was indifferent.
As if everything around you has nothing to do with you.
The convoy gradually approached the target, and the Japanese spy did not have the slightest mood swing. No matter how Dou Wanjiang looks, he can't see the nervousness.
looked at Zhang Yong suspiciously. The eyes are saying, is the science you are talking about, really effective?
As a result, Zhang Yong hit him in an OK position.
Dou Wanjiang: ???
He couldn't understand the meaning of the pose.
Zhang Yong then spoke: "You have to believe in science." Science can certainly find it. β
Dou Wanjiang: ......
All right. I believe in science.
But next time, can you explain to me what science is......
"It's here!"
Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.
The Japanese spy was subconsciously shocked. What's going on?
The car was parked right in front of the exact house.
Dizzy!
How did the other party find it?
Why is it so accurate?
Dizzy......
What science!
Involuntarily blurted out: "No! No! Wrong! β
Before the words came out, it immediately felt wrong.
Worst. Fraudulent.
The other party deliberately tricked him. His reaction was so fierce, it was completely three hundred taels of silver here!
Dou Wanjiang: ......
Is this science?
It turned out to be a Japanese spy? No wonder......
However, it felt that something was wrong......
Why is Zhang Yong so accurate? Just right in front of your destination?
"Look! He confessed! Zhang Yong said.
"I didn't." The Japanese spy was immediately anxious.
Says who?
Don't slander.
When did I confess?
You guessed it yourself, right? I didn't reveal anything at all......
"You're too calm."
"What?"
"You're pretending to be calm."
"What?"
"You're trying to calm yourself, but it's the opposite ......"
"What?"
The Japanese spy seemed to understand it.
Sounds reasonable. However, there is really no such thing.
However, Zhang Yong's words fell on Dou Wanjiang's ears, but they became a matter of course. Sure enough, this Zhang Yong is so smart. Reverse routine day spy.
The more nervous the Japanese spy is, the more calm he pretends to be, indicating that he is closer to his destination.
That's science! It makes sense.
But what's wrong......
"You put the money in this house. Right? "Zhang Yong has a good time.
"Nope." The Japanese spy desperately denied it.
Although it is known that it is useless. But it must also be firmly denied.
Otherwise, once the message is delivered outside, it will become the information he leaked.
That's the end of it.
He would be a traitor. He who wants to apologize for his sins.
"Get in!"
"I'll go first!"
Dou Wanjiang was impatient.
He wanted to personally verify whether Zhang Yong was so scientific.
Did you really guess right?
Dou Wanjiang didn't lift a gun, and rushed directly to the front of the house.
It's a humble house. Two-storey building. There's a arcade outside. Such houses are very common in Shanghai Tang.
The door is locked. It's a small copper lock.
Kick in the door. It was found empty and empty.
Outside in the living room. On the side is the restaurant. On the second floor are the bedrooms. Very standard equipment. The stairs are wooden. The second floor is also wooden.
Oh, guessed wrong......
It's not scientific at all.
Zhang Yong is obviously fooling people.
Bite one's tongue.
The Japanese spy also seemed to be secretly relieved.
Everyone else looked at each other.
Did you guess wrong?
Zhang Yong came in.
He came to the restaurant next door. There is a wooden floor on this side.
Zhang Yong stepped on it casually. To Lu Hainunu, "Pry the wooden floor open." Stuff is down there. β
"Good!" Lu Hai immediately led people to do it.
Divide the wooden floor of the dining room by two.
Sure enough, the hidden compartment underneath was revealed.
All the money is in it.
"Won't it?"
"Is science really that amazing?"
Dou Wanjiang was incredulous.
Zhang Yong really guessed right.
What others have hidden under the wooden floor, he can find?
"There's a gun!"
"There's a gun!"
Someone exclaimed in a low voice.
Then take out two rifles from the compartment.
Dou Wanjiang took it curiously. It was found to be two horses with four rings. The quality is very good.
involuntarily looked back at Zhang Yong.
It's amazing.
Zhang Yong's expression did not move.
What's amazing, it's just these two guns.
If the Japanese spy hadn't hidden these two guns with money, he might not have found out.
The map only shows weapons and gold. No other is shown.
When the Japanese spies were transferred, they talked about saving trouble, and the weapons were also hidden in the secret compartment by the way, which happened to be exposed.
"Move out!"
"Yes."
Zhang Yong sat down in the living room outside.
Squint. Look at the Japanese spy. It was found that the Japanese spy was sweating on his forehead.
I don't know if I'm nervous or scared.
noticed that the hands of the Japanese spy had been secretly playing with the handcuffs. Deliberately pretending not to see it.
If you have the ability, open the handcuffs. That would be incompetent.
As a result, the Japanese spy was quietly busy for a long time, and the handcuffs did not move at all. Instead, the skin of the wrist was worn out.
"Didn't work out?" Zhang Yong asked deliberately.
The Japanese spy's cheeks suddenly turned red. I felt like I had been insulted by 10,000 points.
Of course, it didn't work out! And you want to say it!
Ask while knowing the answer.
If it had worked, I would have thrown the handcuffs long ago. The people have long since run away.
"Go on."
"Don't be so secretive. You can do whatever it takes to get handcuffed. β
"As long as you exculpate it, I'll let you go."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
As graceful as a swan. Outspoken.
Japanese Spy: ......
Again I felt like I had been hurt by 10,000 points.
Yaga!
The other party's cliff is deliberate!
Deliberately humiliate yourself!
Deliberately trapped himself with handcuffs that he didn't know where he got them. It's so hard. His technique is completely useless.
"Who the hell are you?" The Japanese spy asked stupidly.
"Huh? You don't know me? Zhang Yong's face was full of surprise, "I thought you knew me." You really don't know me? β
"I ......" the Japanese spy felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of damage.
Why should I know you?
Who are you?
How old are you......
"I'm Zhang Yong! It's the Zhang Yong who specializes in catching your Japanese spies! Didn't anyone tell you? β
Zhang Yong replied politely.
Japanese Spy: ......
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Finished!
Killed!
Take 100 million damage!
Annoying!
It turns out that he is Zhang Yong!
No wonder......
No wonder it's so tough.
It turned out that he was that Zhang Yong. Which Zhang Yong? That one......
In fact, no one told this Japanese spy who Zhang Yong was. He also overheard it. And then quietly probed it.
Within the Japanese spies, the name Zhang Yong is very secretive.
No one dared to mention it.
If it is mentioned, it will be severely punished.
This includes, but is not limited to, confinement, seppuku, etc. It can be seen that this Zhang Yong is terrible.
Unexpectedly, he was Zhang Yong.
It doesn't look like it at all. Svenven. Gentle. Harmless to humans and animals.
Such a person is actually a Japanese spy nemesis?
Involuntarily, the Japanese spy began to find a way to break free from the handcuffs again. Unfortunately, it was still in vain.
"You slowly break free." Zhang Yong is amiable.
"Ah......" The Japanese spy almost wanted to die headlong.
Damn it!
This Zhang Yong is too hateful.
It seems that every word, every word, is humiliating him.
Humiliate his incompetence.
However, what can he say? Nothing can be said.
Others are open-minded and let him find a way to break free from the handcuffs. However, he just didn't have the ability. I can't blame others.
"Bang!"
The first box was lifted out.
Because the Japanese invaders were in a hurry. So, the box was not opened.
The boxes of this era are certainly not the iron boxes of later generations. Nor are they plastic boxes. It is a wooden box. Crafted from the finest elm. It's sturdy. It's all very smooth on the inside. There are no nails. All are tenon combined. The tenons are very tightly bonded. Can carry a lot of weight.
The box is locked. There is a seal on the lock. The seal is still intact. It has the seal of the Bank of Communications on it.
The point is not in the lock. In a seal.
If the seal is torn. Damaged. It shows that the box has been moved.
As for the lock......
Zhang Yong took out a hammer. Just knock it out.
The lock snaps immediately.
It didn't work at all.
Open it.
Inside are bundles of fiat currency.
It's all tied up in strips of paper. Very new fiat currency. The face value is 1 yuan, 2 yuan, 3 yuan, 4 yuan, and 5 yuan.
There is no $10. The maximum face value is $5.
I don't know which genius designed it, but there are 3 yuan and 4 yuan.
Because the face value is very small, such a large box of fiat currency is actually worth thousands of yuan.
If it's converted into silver dollars, a few thousand silver dollars, it's not bad. However, this is paper money! Quickly depreciated. It is necessary to strike as soon as possible. Otherwise, you have to smash your hands. There's a bad joke. The speed at which the Japanese invaders printed counterfeit fiat currency could not keep up with the speed of fiat currency depreciation, and finally the Japanese invaders were forced to give up.
Pick up a wad of $5 fiat currency. Pull out a few.
Touched it carefully. The quality is still very good. After all, it was printed in the United States.
But later fiat currency, when replaced with domestic printing, was far from of quality.
"Come, come, come!"
"Two for each!"
Zhang Yong began to deliver in a big way.
That's it. Rich and capricious.
$10 fiat currency per person. Equivalent to 10 silver dollars.
"Be careful, don't put it!"
"Spend it as soon as you get it!"
Zhang Yong continued to command.
Now the flower is basically equivalent to 1 silver dollar.
If you wait until the second half of the year, you may already start to depreciate.
Once the money printing machine is activated, it is booming. There is no moderation at all. Print as much as you can.
He counted out a pile of fiat currency and handed it to Dou Wanjiang.
"A year?"
"Nope. Reward. Tip. β
"Ah......h
Dou Wanjiang took it.
It feels so exaggerated. The reward is actually a few hundred fiat currency?
It's too bold!
"Bang!"
Another box was brought out.
Open it.
OK.
It's full of silver dollars.
It's all one by one. 50 silver dollars each.
There are fifty in one box. The exact calculation should be 2500 silver dollars.
The box was empty. Not full. It's not that there aren't enough silver dollars. It's the silver dollar that's too heavy. 2,500 silver dollars have been more than 200 catties.
The biggest advantage of exchanging fiat currency for silver dollars is that it is easy to carry. You can take it with you.
For everyday transactions, it is obviously impossible to use a silver ticket.
"Bang!"
Another box was brought out.
The eyes of Dou Wanjiang and the others became very strange.
What's going on?
So many boxes?
Zhang Yong is also curious.
How many are there? Kong Fansong is so generous?
A few thousand fiat dollars, plus a few thousand silver dollars......
More than.
One after another, a total of eight boxes were lifted.
The money boxes in the back are all fiat currency. In total, there are tens of thousands of dollars. But there was only one box of silver dollars.
No more.
Judging from the comparison of the number of boxes, it is obvious that the people are resistant to the forced exchange of fiat currency for silver dollars. Everyone still kept the silver dollar and was reluctant to exchange it. However, with the arrival of various regulations, a large number of silver dollars will be forcibly exchanged.
Zhang Yong pondered secretly.
It seems that in the process of implementing fiat currency, the secret service of the Fuxing Society is also involved.
What to get involved in?
It is to crack down on speculation. Fight smuggling.
It's very oily. Goods can be confiscated. Property may be confiscated. If you catch it, it's your own.
Of course, the seat can't let go of such a fat difference.
In the middle and late stages of the military command, there were many functional departments. Almost all businesses are involved.
So, the question is, now, what reason do you have to get into it? You must have the power to be above board! Then use the power to do whatever you want......
"Team leader, no ledger." Lu Haihai came to report.
They've checked all the boxes.
No ledgers were found.
Zhang Yong frowned.
No ledger was found.
It's a bit of a hassle......
Turning his head to look at the Japanese spy, "Where's the ledger?" β
"What ledger?" The Japanese spy was obviously pretending to be stupid, "I don't know. β
Zhang Yongnunu mouth.
Someone held down the Japanese spy and took it away. Prepare for torture.
Alas......
After all, the old way is still to be adopted......
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)