Excessively.

The Japanese are really too much.

So many pistols, just throw them around. It's disrespectful to weapons, okay.

Pick up a shell gun.

Awesome. It's actually a brand new mirror box.

A barge gun of this quality, put on the black market, will be sold for at least ten oceans.

A case full of pistols. Shell guns are the majority. Sell at least two or three thousand oceans!

Aren't Japanese spies short of money?

Rich enough to be like this?

Keep flipping.

Take out the pistols one by one.

The quality is pretty good. The worst are also ninety percent new. Admire.

Think about it too. These are stolen goods!

It's all stolen.

If a thief wants to get a good stolen stolen stolen goods, he must steal something good.

You're going to steal a tattered shell gun, and no one else wants it! Besides. If the gun is rotten, it means that the status is also low. Certainly not much oil and water.

However, all officers above the rank of major will definitely wear shell guns of relatively good quality.

It seems like Zhou Yang. It uses a brand new mirror box.

Lieutenant colonel and above, it seems that they all use Browning pistols?

"You're amazing!"

Zhang Yong turned his head to look at the Japanese spy. Said casually.

The Japanese spy bowed his head. Be silent. Obviously, the old guy was very quiet. No panic.

It should be that I feel that my relationship can be settled.

As long as his identity as a Japanese spy is not revealed, it will be fine.

Pick up another shell gun.

The quality of this barge gun is also relatively good.

Squint at rifling. The rifling inside is all new. Indicates that the number of launches is not much.

"Yu Daoxin ......"

"Yu Daoxin ......"

Suddenly, an illusory voice came from Zhang Yong's ears.

It seems to be the owner of a Japanese spy grocery store?

Back. It was found that the owner of the Japanese spy grocery store was bowing his head. It seems like I was looking at him just now. But is there a talk? It doesn't seem to say anything.

Hey? What's the situation?

Zhang Yong was silent for a moment before he came to his senses.

It's okay, it's that six-vein divine sword again......

Wrong. It's Yuri's mind control. One moment it is spiritual, and the next it is not. Completely confusing.

What is Yu Daoxin?

It's a personal name. Seems like a bit of a memory?

Try to remember. I actually thought of it. Hurriedly took out a piece of paper from the carry-on space.

This is the list of missing officers that Zhou Yang gave him. Glance. I found that there was a letter on it. Look closely. That's right. It's Yu Daoxin.

So, here's the problem......

How would a grocery store owner know the name?

He must have seen this barge gun just now. So, I thought of Yu Daoxin in my heart.

In other words, it is this Japanese spy, who not only knows the name Yu Daoxin, but also remembers it vividly. Otherwise, you won't think about it when you see the barge gun.

Even, Japanese spies may be quite familiar with this shell gun.

This gun belongs to Yu Daoxin. He remembered when he saw it.

Could it be that when Yu Daoxin was killed, this Japanese spy was present? Otherwise, how can it be memorable?

Yes, a major discovery.

I wanted to be out of business. It turned out to be bumped again.

God has arranged it for him in the dark. Random scurrying. I actually hit the topic again.

Alas, born to work hard......

But......

There is no hurry.

People have been killed. The truth is about to be revealed.

First of all, the goods of the Japanese spy were emptied.

"Let me see where you hide your gold." Zhang Yong did not immediately expose the identity of the other party's Japanese spy.

The map shows that there is actually gold?

I guess it's also stolen goods?

Hehe......

Find the gold sign.

It's in a utility room at the back.

There are no underground slots. It is also packed in a rattan box. The rattan box wasn't even locked.

Excessively......

It's too much......

There's gold in it!

It's not even locked! It's just like that!

Ahh......hhh

It's just disrespectful to gold!

Go up.

Lift a rattan crate open.

I saw a mess of all kinds of pocket watches inside. There is gold. There is silver.

In the middle of the pocket watch, there are also some watches.

He didn't do much research on pocket watches. But I also know that this thing is quite valuable.

Inadvertently, I noticed that the logo of one of the watches seemed familiar. Pick it up. Look at the signs. Kind of like Rolex?

Doubt. Unbelievable. Is it a real Rolex?

Then knock yourself on the head. How can there be a fake?

In these years, the number of Rolex watches entering China will not be very large. Not many people have even seen it. Where did the fraud come from?

Let's look at the other pocket watches and watch logos. It was found that it was all famous brands.

Turning his head to look at the Japanese spy. Thought. This old guy hoards so many famous watches, doesn't he make a move?

Could it be that there is no chance to make a move for the time being? Need to wait? And then he was cut off by himself?

Hehe. God feeds again. Thank you.

Another rattan box was opened. Inside are all kinds of gold and silver jewelry. There are bracelets, necklaces, earrings, rings, etc.

I don't know the exact price. But it's definitely expensive.

Another rattan crate was opened. It's full of all kinds of jade, jadeite, and whatever.

A few red rubies, very eye-catching.

And the topaz is also very beautiful.

This touched Zhang Yong's knowledge blind spot. I don't understand it at all. But it feels like it's all precious.

Believe in the professionalism of the Japanese spy.

This old guy is definitely a connoisseur at identifying stolen goods.

"Take him down." Zhang Yong waved his hand. Let people take away the old Japanese spy guy. Bring the mallet up at the same time.

"Ask me something." Zhang Yong said, "It seems that there are many people like you who are specifically responsible for delivery?" ”

"A lot." The mallet replied honestly, "There are seven or eight in each hall." There are more than a dozen halls. There should be a lot of people. ”

"Will all the stolen goods be handed over to you?" Zhang Yong was curious.

It's also unbelievable.

Thieves only. It can't be so organized.

It's too detached from reality.

"Of course not." The mallet replied, "There are also some who take the goods and deliver them by themselves." Without going through our hands. But there are not many such people. Without going through our hands, we will let other people secretly him.

"I see." Zhang Yong nodded.

The business of daring to love thieves is also involuted. No. It's someone who is trying to monopolize.

Some people try to monopolize the channels for delivery and sale of stolen goods. Forcing the other thieves to have to accept their rules. Otherwise, they will be attacked by a group.

Doubt. Who will be working in this industry?

Certainly not the Red Party.

The Red Party will not do such a hurtful thing.

It is a Japanese spy who thinks of collecting dirt. Then, the organization behind it may also be a Japanese spy?

The purpose of Japanese spies may not be just to make money. He is supposed to be trying to use the thief to steal more valuable information.

After all, there are so many thieves that they might get some secrets back at some point.

This arrested grocery store owner is definitely not simple.

He didn't just collect dirt. It is also related to Yu Daoxin's death. Maybe it's a good one.

Very good.

There's work to be done tonight.

The main business is done, and the side business is also done, killing two birds with one stone......

Suddenly, my mind moved.

The map shows that someone is sneaking up.

There is a gold logo on the body.

It's all dark and narrow corners. There are few inhabitants. Who will come in the middle of the night?

Still with gold?

Of course, it is a "delivery person" like a mallet. Specializes in delivering stolen goods stolen by other thieves.

Needless to say, this guy who is coming now must have abundant goods on his body. There are gold logos now. Indicate that there are at least gold bars or something.

There are no weapon markings. Explain that you are not carrying a firearm. Not much of a danger.

Good. Wait for the rabbit. Catch a turtle in an urn.

"Shi Hu!"

"Here!"

"Prepare to arrest someone."

"Good!"

Zhang Yong and Shi Hu made a simple plan. Then there was an ambush.

The old Japanese spy has been caught, and he has gagged his mouth and hid in the back. Zhang Yong sat directly behind the counter. But deliberately let the inside shrink a little. In this way, the delivery person will not be able to see him from both sides. It is impossible to judge from a distance that this side has been replaced.

You have to get close to see it. When the target approaches, arrest immediately.

In order to convince the visitor that there was nothing abnormal in the grocery store, Zhang Yong deliberately put his legs on the counter. Visitors could see their legs from afar.

You can tell by your legs that the grocery store is manned. Just come here.

Sure enough, the map showed that the sneaky figure did not notice anything abnormal. Directly familiar with the road.

I was a little stunned when I came to the grocery store and saw Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong looked at each other lazily.

It's a skinny lad.

Carrying a burden behind him. Seems to be a bit of weight.

Zhang Yong didn't speak. A look of ignorance. With your legs still on the counter.

The visitor was a little panicked. I thought something had happened. But slowly I realized that there didn't seem to be anything abnormal. Maybe it's a substitution?

The young man in front of him, maybe a relative of the boss, or a newly recruited buddy?

"Where's your boss?" The visitor asked.

"Get out there. Come back soon. Zhang Yong said casually, "You come back again." ”

"That ......" came and believed that Zhang Yong was fine.

If there was a problem, they would have been arrested a long time ago.

The other party ignores it, but it seems very reasonable.

Dirty nearby, just like that.

"You help with the palm of your eyes." Someone came to untie the burden behind it. Place on the counter.

"I don't understand." Zhang Yong yawned. Feeling a little tired.

It's not pretended. It's really tiring.

said to be lazy, said to lie flat, but in fact, it was a busy day.

It's true. Unknowingly. And so the day passed.

Alas, I am really a model worker.

It's Saturday! It's the weekend! Not only do I have to go to work, but I am also working overtime......

It's just that this overtime is his own decision. No one was paid overtime. No one cares either......

"Say it yourself." Zhang Yong was too lazy to move.

"Okay, then." The visitor reached out and carefully untied the burden.

In an instant, the golden light was innuendo.

Zhang Yong: ???

Glared on the spot.

I only saw that inside the baggage, it was actually a golden Buddha.

Dizzy!

Golden Buddha!

Such a big one!

It feels like it's at least a foot tall.

Astonished.

Doubt.

There is only one thought in my mind:

Golden Buddha!

How much?

Golden Buddha!

How much?

Finally, Zhang Yong recovered from the shock.

The last time I was so shocked, it was when I saw the pure gold Buddha head. That thing is the treasure of Qixia Temple!

"Where did it come from?" Zhang Yong frowned.

"Who are you? Why do you ask this? "It doesn't feel right to come.

"I'm worried that you're not moving someone you shouldn't." Zhang Yong said coldly, "Did you take Boss Du's goods?" ”

"It's not." The person who came hurriedly shook his head, "It has nothing to do with Boss Du." ”

"Boss Huang?"

"Not really."

"It can't be Zhang Xiaolin's, right?"

"The ......"

The visitor hesitated.

Zhang Yong's eyebrows raised. Hey, it's actually Zhang Xiaolin's family?

Okay, from now on, this golden Buddha is surnamed Zhang......

Wait a minute.

Zhang Xiaolin seems to be surnamed Zhang ......

Then ......

From now on, this golden Buddha is my Zhang Yong's!

That's clear enough, right?

Reached. Bring the Golden Buddha. It feels heavy to start. It is estimated that there are twenty or thirty pounds.

it!

Cowhide!

Is it solid?

Such a big solid golden Buddha is at least twenty or thirty pounds.

Okay, make a fortune.

"You ......"

"Mine!"

"You ......"

"Mine!"

Zhang Yong put away the golden Buddha.

Unfortunately, it doesn't fit in your carry-on space. It can only be held.

The person who came was dumbfounded.

Shi Hu and the others walked out of the darkness.

"It's not! You don't follow the rules! The person who came was in a hurry, "You can't help but follow the rules!" You can't ......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

All was silent.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)