Alas, headaches.

Zhang Yong began to rub his temples again.

It was a habit he had never had before. It's a terrible brain ache lately.

Strategic deception!

How high a rank is required. How high an IQ.

How can he be competent?

However, looking around, who else but him has done it?

In terms of pure knowledge, all the fifty police academy students he brings with him now are not as large as him.

It's true. Not boasting.

After all, he lived in an era of knowledge explosion in his previous life, and even if he didn't want to capture it, a large amount of knowledge would usually be poured into his mind. Indoctrination from the phone. Indoctrination from the computer. There are a lot of messy things, and I do know a lot. The historical development trend is even clearer. Important historical events, basically known.

Now is the Liangguang Incident......

Next came the Ann incident......

Next year is the July Seven Incident......

Then came the German invasion of Poland, Normenheim......

Then there was the German sweep across Europe, Dunkirk......

Then came the German invasion of the Soviet Union......

And then there's Pearl Harbor......

These are historical events. Who else knows but him?

The general course of the Battle of Songhu, the fall of Jinling, and then a series of battles, who knows?

Theoretically speaking, he should combine these historical events with intelligence and then distribute them in a targeted manner. Remind yourself of people, deceive the enemy. This is what a clever agent should do. The problem is, he's not a clever agent.

Alas......

After all, he is really just an ordinary person!

He was not professionally trained in espionage skills. There is no super high talent. It can even be said that there is no talent. The IQ is also not high enough.

What about a small person, even if he knows more about historical events?

"Who gave this to you?"

"Yes, yes......"

"Ahh

The Japanese spy screamed.

He was beaten again. Don't want to say? Then hit. Hit until you say it.

"It's Luo Zhongxuan......"

"Nonsense, it's another one! You don't tell the truth! ”

"I said, I said, it's Zhou Zhiji......"

"It's not him. It's another one! You're not telling the truth, are you? ”

"Really. It's true. It's Zhou Zhiji. Liao Yishu gave additional information. It's not about Tianjin Wei. ”

"Liao Yishu gave the Battle of Songhu, didn't he?"

"It's not. No. ”

"You still deny it. Want to die? ”

"Not really. Liao Yishu gave information about the 88th Division. ”

"88th Division?"

Zhang Yong's heart sank.

I grass! It seems that the big-headed Buddha is coming again.

How could an 88 division come out of nowhere? Is it the most elite 88th division?

Dizzy!

The number one seed in the German mechanic!

There are actually traitors who provided its information to Japanese spies! Is this still worth it? The details of the 88th Division, don't the Japanese spies know everything?

"Where's the intelligence?"

"It's been handed in. Took it. ”

"How did you take it?"

"Take the car! I had the information, someone got in the car, I gave the information to him, he got out of the car, and left. ”

"Who is the other party?"

"I don't know. We only recognize the signs, not the people. ”

"Uh......"

Zhang Yong wanted to ask carefully. But again, I held back.

He's asking a bit too much now. The Japanese spy also said a little more. If you continue to ask, the other party may have to be wary.

So change the subject.

"What other valuable things do you have in your hands? Hurry up and pay it back! ”

"I don't owe you any money......"

"You still say no? Hit him! ”

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Immediately, someone came up and continued to beat the Japanese spies.

"I have, I have ......"

"I'll give, I'll give ......"

The Japanese spy again pleaded out in anguish. Hoarseness.

His black hood was not removed throughout. Therefore, he never knew who Zhang Yong and the others were.

Perhaps, he himself didn't want to think about it. Sometimes, you can escape by deceiving yourself.

The other party turned out to be asking for money. If you want to live, you can only give money.

"Now remembered?"

"I, I ......"

"Pay back. Otherwise, it's not over with you! ”

"I still have a sum of money for you, don't beat me again......"

"Good. In what place? ”

"Food Street."

"Take us there."

"Yes......"

The Japanese spy honestly led the way.

The distance is a bit far. A car is required. However, Zhang Yong did not have a car.

The car was also parked on the side of the Military Senate. I just said I came by train. It's just tram 107.

What to do?

Simple. Continue on the tram.

Jinling's tram system, like Shanghai's, is relatively developed.

After all, it is the national capital. It must be done in a good way. It seems that more than 30 tram lines have been opened in the city? Very good.

Under the guidance of the Japanese spy, Zhang Yong and the others first took No. 102, then No. 203, and then No. 36, and finally arrived at their destination.

Well. Not bad. A new experience.

Several red dots were also found along the way. They are all Japanese spies in disguise.

Zhang Yong suddenly had an idea that he might take the tram and "sweep" both sides of the line. All the 500-meter area around the tram line was "screened". Maybe something new will be discovered?

I have been away from Jinling for several months, and there may be many Japanese spies inserted in again.

Not all Japanese spies have cars. Their means of transport, most of the time, is probably trams. Because the tram is the cheapest and can go the farthest.

The old currency only needed a dime to sit from the south of the city to the north of the city. If it's a rickshaw, you'll need at least two dollars (old dollars). If it's fiat currency, it's also five jiao. The five-dime fiat currency is half an ocean. Quite expensive.

Subsequently, Zhang Yong found a very serious problem. There are a lot of gendarmes and police along the way. A lot of checkpoints are set up. But the trams that come and go, they did not check. There was no stop. In other words, if an enemy hides inside the passengers, it can easily avoid inspection.

Can't figure out why that's happening.

Is there no suspicion of a person who rides the train? Such a big loophole......

It shouldn't be......

Suddenly, a red dot enters the edge of the map. And then another. Another ......

Zhang Yong's mind moved.

What's the situation? There are actually seven red dots? And all of them have weapon markings?

Their position, it seems, is arranged in two rows? It just encloses a certain street. If you enter from this street, you will be ambushed.

"Where's Food Street?" Zhang Yong asked the Japanese spy.

"It's right ahead. Front. The Japanese spy replied, "There are street signs." Look for the signs yourselves. ”

Zhang Yong then arranged for someone to go quietly to find it. Sure enough, I found it.

Very good. It is the street where the Japanese spies are ambushed. If you go inside, you're bound to get shots.

Although this is Jinling. However, the Japanese dog jumped over the wall in a hurry. Anything can be done. Some of the Japanese are not afraid of dying together.

Made, this damn Japanese spy, actually quietly laid a trap for himself.

Luckily, there are map reminders. Otherwise, if you rush headlong into it, you may be shot. I don't know how to die when I die.

As soon as the gun went off. The nearby gendarmes surrounded it. Those Japanese criminals may also be killed. However, there is also the possibility of escape. They tossed their guns, disguised themselves as ordinary people, changed their clothes, washed their hands, and then smeared something smelly on their bodies to cover up the smell of gunpowder.

After so long of crossing over, Zhang Yong has not encountered a police dog or anything. The Secret Service did not. Neither did the police station. Wolf dogs and the like, they don't exist. So, trying to track something by smell, relying solely on the human nose is extremely difficult. In a hurry, the Japanese spy made some urine or feces smell on his body, and it was difficult for ordinary people to detect the smell of gunpowder.

"Are you sure it's in Food Street?"

"Yes."

"What's there?"

"It's all oceans. There may be more than 10,000 or 20,000. ”

"How do you know?"

"I put it myself."

"Where did the ocean come from? Why do you have so many oceans? ”

"I ......"

"You're Japanese, you're an undercover Japanese agent, right?"

"No, it's not ......"

The Japanese spy hurriedly denied it.

Zhang Yong smiled coldly. Didn't speak. But I didn't do anything.

Japanese Spy: ???

Hey? What's the situation?

The other party doesn't seem to care about his identity?

Could it be that the other party's purpose is only money, not intelligence? It's not the identity of the Japanese spy who caught him?

"Lu Keming!"

"Here!"

"Let's be refreshed. The action is sharp. ”

"Yes."

"You go to the street corner, pretending to be from the secret service of the Fuxing Society, announcing that you are going to handle the case here. Idle people, wait, hurry up and get out! ”

"Huh?"

Lu Keming was at a loss.

Counterfeit? Do we need to fake?

We seem to be the secret service of the Renaissance Society! Why fake?

The brain didn't turn a corner......

"Ahh Zhang Yong Asahi spy Nunu mouth, "Pretending to be the secret service of the Fuxing Society, don't you understand?" ”

Lu Keming was silent for a moment, and finally reacted.

Oh, it's a deceived Japanese spy.

After he came to his senses, he immediately knew what he was doing, and said hesitantly: "But, will something happen?" ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yong said disapprenously, "The name of the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society is so terrible, who else dares to ask?" By the way, just fake that Zhang Yong! That Zhang Yong is a ghost, and when others hear his name, they don't dare to squeak. ”

"Understood." Lu Keming replied seriously.

Turned. It feels so ridiculous.

Pretending to be yourself?

Zhang Yong pretending to be Zhang Yong?

Sounds like a lot of fun.

Arrange it immediately.

All of them:???

It's all weird. Pretend to be yourself. Fresh.

"Decent!" Zhang Yong continued, "From now on, I am Zhang Yong! You're the people of the Renaissance Society's secret service! ”

"Yes." Lu Keming replied loudly.

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Yong raised his tone, "Answer loudly." ”

"I heard you!" Everyone immediately replied loudly.

That day spy secretly smacked his tongue. Secretly relieved again.

These guys, it's really damn good. How dare you pretend to be the Secret Service of the Fuxing Society!

Also, who is this guy in front of him, who dares to pretend to be Zhang Yong! That's a bad star!

"Go ahead!"

"Let's just say that the Fuxing Society's secret service handled the case!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

He deliberately struck the grass and startled the snake. Let those Japanese spies have a chance to hide.

The most important thing is the separation of man and weapon.

As long as those Japanese spies have no weapons in their hands, they are lambs to the slaughter.

Will Japanese spies let go of their weapons?

Absolutely.

The secret service of the Fuxing Society came in a huge way, dozens of people came, all of them were fully armed, and they must have hidden themselves and pretended to be ordinary people. It's impossible to fight against so many people!

"Yes!"

Lu Keming turned and went.

Soon, someone shouted from the front.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"The Fuxing Society's secret service handles the case, and the idle people are all avoided!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

After some shouting, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped.

The map monitoring shows that those Japanese spies really began to move around.

Then, their men and weapons were separated. Apparently the weapon was hidden.

Hehe. Not bad. It's so easy to be fooled.

After all the Japanese spies and weapons were separated, Zhang Yong led the team in.

"Address." Zhang Yong asked the Japanese spy.

"In, in......" Japanese spies are struggling.

Syllable!

Immediately slapped in the face.

Then he was kicked again. He was kicked to the ground.

Do not say? Then die!

After a violent beating, the Japanese spy finally confided his specific location.

Zhang Yong led the team into the food street.

On both sides are selling all kinds of snacks. No wonder it's called Food Street.

When I saw the first day spy, it was a young man who was a helper. Average-looking. But very diligent.

Hehe. Hold on. It's you who catches it in a moment.

Come to the middle of Food Street. Find an abandoned warehouse. This is the position provided by the Japanese spy.

However, the map does not show the gold sign. Description: No gold bars. Hopefully, there really is an ocean.

Dig!

Sure enough, five large wooden boxes were dug up.

Open it. It's really the ocean.

In each box, there are about two or three thousand oceans. So, very heavy. Five boxes, indeed, more than 10,000.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Song Ziyu was quietly taking pictures.

Zhang Yong glanced at her. Didn't speak. She just does her thing quietly.

He had more important things to do.

What?

Of course it is—

Arrest!

Catch the Japanese spy!

There are seven!

Just to train those police academy students!

……

Finally, the day is over.

Zhang Yong dragged his tired body and stepped into the door of the Military Senate.

I felt that my eyelids were very heavy and heavy, as if I would faint at any moment. But he never fainted. Because his expression is still relatively excited.

An intelligence ...... seized

More than 10,000 oceanic ...... seized

Capture alive seven Japanese spies......

Wrong. It's eight.

That's the result of his day.

However, none of this is the point. The point is that the seven Japanese spies who were later arrested in Food Street were actually subordinate to the Japanese Navy!

The captured Japanese spy (tram conductor) didn't actually know that there were other Japanese spies in the food street. It's a complete coincidence. This is because the intelligence systems of the Japanese army and navy are completely isolated. There is hardly any intersection. This time it was a mistake.

It is unclear why the spies of the seven Japanese navy gathered in Food Street. It hasn't been interrogated yet.

It's dark. Zhang Yong decided to call it a day.

He was tired. Others are also tired. Song Ziyu was also very tired.

Everyone has to rest.

Tang Shengming was taken aback when he saw Zhang Yong's appearance.

"Shaolong, you ......"

"I'm fine......"

Zhang Yong's voice was hoarse. The inside of the eyes was bloodshot.

He handed the complete plan to Tang Shengming. And then nothing was said. Leave. Take someone to escort the Japanese spy back to the headquarters in Ji'e Lane.

Headquarters is headquarters. Some are prison cells. Detention at will.

The seized ocean was handed over to the treasury.

It can be regarded as a substantial expression of the elimination of the estrangement between himself and the seat.

Chen Qingquan, the chief of the financial department, simply smiled. hugged Zhang Yong and almost danced a break dance on the spot.

"Shaolong, you are really our God of Wealth!"

"Prize, trivial!"

Zhang Yong is really sleepy. There is no much politeness. Leave. Went back to sleep.

Song Ziyu was also very tired. Zhang Yong called to send her family to pick her up.

Then, Zhang Yong returned to the dormitory by himself. Fall asleep.

Stumbled......

Stupefied......

It seems that Li Boqi is seen killing people.

It's not a hearty kill. It seems to be slowly torturing each other.

Almost woke up......

But I didn't wake up.

Vaguely, it seems to be Li Boqi's figure. But I can't see it clearly.

And then completely fall into darkness.

When you wake up, you feel like you're surrounded by someone.

Subconsciously pull out the gun.

"It's me." Li Jingzhi's voice came.

Zhang Yong was relieved.

It turned out to be her! Then it's fine.

He tilted his head and fell asleep again.

Rest assured......

It felt like it was only a split second, and then I woke up again.

Again, I sensed that there was someone around. Reflexive pull-out. As a result, Li Jingzhi's voice came, "It's me, don't be afraid!" ”

"Oh......" Zhang Yong slowly opened his eyes.

Sure enough, it was her.

She sat on the edge of the bed. Grab his hand.

No wonder when I wake up, I sense that there is someone next to me. Someone grabbed their hand!

It's unresponsive. Is.

If she were an enemy, he would have died a hundred thousand times.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days and two nights."

"Ah......h

Zhang Yong Muran.

Two days and two nights. Alas......

Suddenly, I want to ......

Reach out and pull her under the covers......

Li Jingzhi bit her lip and finally agreed......

……

Wake up in the morning.

Refreshed. Energetic.

Come to Li Boqi. It was discovered that Li Boqi was not there. The office is empty.

Yes, if he is in charge of the work of the headquarters, he is not in the headquarters? So what to do when you come back? Why don't you leave it to me to preside over the work, haha......

He sat down in Li Boqi's chair in a big way, raised his legs, and rested on the table.

Yes, it seems to be back to the scene in the Songhu office. Alas, don't say it, I miss it......

"Bell bell bell ......"

"Bell bell bell ......"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Zhang Yong picked it up casually. This is Li Boqi's phone number. He can listen.

At most, he was scolded twice. Get used to it.

It turned out unexpectedly that the call was actually from Gu Bafeng.

This guy, the phone chased here?

"Director Gu, what's wrong?"

"Shaolong, come and help! It's waiting for you! ”

"What's wrong?"

"What else could it be? We were all bloodied by scolded dogs. ”

"Who scolded?"

"Director Lin."

"Which Director Lin?"

"It's Lin Wei, Director Lin!"

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong reacted.

It turned out to be Lin Wei! Deputy Director of the Chamberlain.

Qian Wanjun is the director. He is deputy. But Qian Wanjun has a lot of part-time jobs, so Lin Wei is actually responsible for the daily work of the attendant room.

There are three chambers in the chamber. Lin Wei also served as the director of the first department. That's all Zhang Yong knows. The close ministers of the Son of Heaven are also relatively taboo.

The secret service of the Fuxing Society didn't dare to collect Lin Wei's information!

"What did Director Lin say?"

"We have five days to solve the case."

"Isn't that five days?"

"Where? It's only one day! It's the last day! ”

"Really?"

Zhang Yong thought for a while. It's been four days?

Not really. But also bothered to calculate. The last day is the last day. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

Director Lin is giving you a five-day deadline. Didn't give it to me.

The chamberlain did not call me to participate in the investigation. I slept for two days and two nights, and no one came to disturb me.

You see how good it is.

Fortunately, I didn't rush into it before. Otherwise, it is now also time limit.

In fact, there is no result in the five-day deadline, and it is not a big deal. Director Lin won't really punish you. At most, the impression is not very good. Just get used to it.

Anyway, he Zhang Yong doesn't want to be promoted, and he doesn't want to be targeted by Lao Jiang, so it's best to bypass.

"Hey, Shaolong, Shaolong......"

Gu Bafeng shouted anxiously. It was found that the phone had hung up.

Zhang Yong put down the microphone. Suddenly, the phone rang again. Numbly picked up the microphone. I vaguely felt that the other party's voice was a little familiar.

"Are you Li Boqi?"

"It's not. He's not here. ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm Zhang Yong."

"You are Zhang Yong?"

"Yes."

"I'm Lin Wei. of the chamber of the chamber. ”

"Ah, it's Director Lin. Hello. What do you command? ”

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

It was Lin Wei who called in person? What to do?

"I was looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

"Yes."

"You bring someone to the presidential palace right away."

"Me? Right now? ”

"Yes. Right now. ”

"I ...... Is it appropriate? ”

"What?"

"I mean, Director Lin, is it appropriate for me to go to the Presidential Palace?"

"You already have a pass to the chamber, do you think it's suitable? Hurriedly! I'm waiting for you here! ”

"Yes! Coming soon! ”

Zhang Yong hurriedly agreed.

Grass, what the hell is going on. Go to the presidential palace yourself!

Shake people now!

Bring more people to be safe.

In case of......

Hey. Havoc in the presidential palace.

Fight your way out of the presidential palace......

[To be continued]

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