Zhang Yong sat down next to the Japanese spy.

This is a table for four. Zhang Yong sat opposite the Japanese spy.

Safety first.

Although the Japanese spies did not have guns. But what if there is a knife?

If you sit next to you, you will be easily stabbed by Japanese spies. But there is no such danger of sitting opposite.

If the other party draws a knife. And he drew his gun.

Within seven steps, the gun, fast and accurate.

"You ......"

The Japanese spy was puzzled.

He stopped his knife and fork.

There was a gleam in the depths of his eyes. Gone in a flash.

Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.

Very good.

The other person knows himself.

Although, the other party covered it up very well.

However, he Zhang Yong is no longer the first brother. He can judge things too.

The Japanese spy in front of him definitely knows him Zhang Yong. but pretended not to know.

To be honest, this disguise is not very clever.

He should have understood that since he was sitting next to him, he was already exposed.

"You know me."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Zhang Yong. The Secret Service of the Renaissance Society. Specializes in catching Japanese spies. ”

"What are you looking for me for?"

"I'm weird. Why you're called to participate. It stands to reason that you shouldn't be involved in kidnapping. Why are you involved in the kidnapping? It's because you speak English. Do they need an English translator? ”

Zhang Yong talked eloquently.

The other party is one of the Japanese spies involved in the kidnapping.

You can't go wrong with the system.

He was just a little confused. Hope for an answer.

Of course, if the other person is unwilling to answer. It doesn't matter. It's okay if you don't have an answer.

His purpose is to make money.

And you don't need an answer to make money. Catch someone. Or kill someone, you can.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm Zhang Yong. My specialty is catching Japanese spies. I'm sitting next to you. Why should you deny it? ”

"You might be mistaken."

"I can't be mistaken. I'm giving you a choice. Would you rather continue this job, or would you rather go back and serve in the middle of the day? ”

"You're slandering."

"The guy who works in the bun shop has been caught alive by me. If you don't say it, he will say it too. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Well, when you come out of that bunker-like building, I'm watching you. You and the other person get in the rickshaw and leave. You should be going in the northwest direction. It's Baohua Road. Right. It's Baohua Road. ”

“……”

The Japanese spy finally fell silent.

When everything is revealed, there is no point in resisting.

However, he remained silent.

To be silent is not to give in.

"There are seven of you." Zhang Yong said slowly, "In the process of rescuing the hostages, I killed two. Later, two more were killed. Capture one alive. Now, you're the sixth. There is a seventh one, which I haven't found yet. ”

"I'm not going to say anything." The Japanese spy put down his knife and fork. A cold response.

"I don't need you to say anything." Zhang Yong beckoned to the waiter. Just right. Dinner time. I'm hungry myself. Just eat.

He beckoned to the others. Motioning for them all to come in. Eat together.

Just got a check. Five hundred silver dollars. That's enough to pay for a meal for all. Hehe.

To be rich is to be crooked. Anytime, anywhere, you can eat.

I used to think that the food at the headquarters of Chicken Goose Lane was okay. Now that the taste is in my mouth, I think the outside is even more delicious.

I just don't know if there is gutter oil......

The waitress came over.

The Japanese spy did not move.

Zhang Yong smiled, "I thought you would take hostages." ”

The Japanese spy shook his head and said coldly: "You Zhang Shaolong are not a compassionate person. ”

"That's right." Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

Indeed, he would have shot.

Shoot at the waiter. And then catch the Japanese spy.

The waiter was injured and taken to the hospital. He is responsible for paying for the medical bills. There is also a scare fee.

So, work hard to make money. Otherwise, there will be no medical expenses after the injury.

The waitress was completely unaware of the danger.

"Sir."

"There are a lot of us, you look at it. One set menu per person. How much does it cost? ”

"How many of you are there, sir?"

"Thirty-five. Should be. If it's not enough, we'll add more. ”

"If you have a set meal per person, ten oceans is about the same."

"Good. I'll give you fifteen oceans. Each set meal is topped with a little portion. We're all rough guys. Eat more. ”

"Understood. Thank you. ”

"I'm tired."

Zhang Yong handed the other party fifteen oceans.

Then set up the chairs. Officially sat in front of the Japanese spy. Make a gesture of please.

"It's all peers. I don't mind revealing my name. ”

"Yosuke Yamaguchi."

"Oh, I know the last name. Momoe Yamaguchi, I like it. ”

"What?"

"You Fuso has a beautiful woman named Yamaguchi Momoe, who is very beautiful. The singing is good. The acting is also good-looking. My mom and dad loved it very much. ”

"Momoe Yamaguchi? Your mom and dad? ”

"Yes. She filmed a TV series called "Blood Suspicion", which was the earliest Japanese drama that my parents came into contact with. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Yosuke Yamaguchi was confused. Zhang Yong's words, he didn't understand them at all!

It doesn't feel like it's talking nonsense. There is no point in talking nonsense like this. Could it be that the other party is mentally ill? Light in the head?

Damn it......

was actually recognized by a neuropath.

Fail......

But, then again, apart from neurotics, who else can see through him?

He spent three years in the Bank of Communications. Never had any problems.

Until Zhang Yong appeared......

This guy has an absolutely abnormal brain. Because normal people absolutely do not talk such nonsense.

"Don't understand what I'm talking about?"

"I don't understand."

"I'm telling you that you can have a great future."

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Why not believe it? What if it's true? ”

"I don't believe it."

The Japanese spy said coldly.

Zhang Yong nodded. Indicates understanding. Then bow your head and eat.

No more talking.

Concentrate on cooking.

Sure enough, I am not an expert negotiator.

The protagonists in spy war dramas are all omnipotent. A few words can convince the other party.

Like Yan Shuangying, it is even more famous.

It's a pity that I don't seem to understand anything. Speech is completely infectious. No one else is a bird.

Alas, what a failure!

Fortunately, I was able to make a little money. Otherwise, it's a shame to cross.

The Japanese spy watched Zhang Yong concentrate on eating. Instead, I became a little restless. Maybe Zhang Yong is too quiet. Let him realize that his life is counting down.

People are not willing to fail.

Especially those who are full of confidence. They will not admit defeat easily.

Yosuke Yamaguchi is one of them.

"You really got the hostages out?" The Japanese spy suddenly asked a very stupid question.

The words are stupid. But it's really key.

If the hostage is rescued, he is worthless.

Because the hostages have seen his face and know who he is. He was completely exposed.

"Rescued. But the injuries were serious. ”

"You guys?"

"Of course not. You guys hit it. ”

"We?"

"yes. You kidnapped the American hostage and severely abused him, leaving him bruised and scarred, and now journalists from all over the world have taken pictures. He also got the hostage accusations himself. It should be on the streets now. ”

"We didn't hit him!"

The Japanese spy was in a hurry. Subconscious discernment.

They really didn't fight. They also knew that the hostage had a background.

Their plan is not to use punishment until the last step. They also know that when punishment is used, the consequences can be severe.

"See for yourself!"

Zhang Yong casually took out a stack of photos and gave them to the other party.

The photographs, of course, were taken from foreign correspondents. It was washed out urgently by looking for a photo studio.

The Japanese spy hurriedly took the photo. Then the whole person froze.

Sky! The hostage was scarred on his back. It's all whip marks one by one.

But, he swears, they really didn't fight!

How so?

"Impossible......"

"It's impossible."

"What?"

"I did it."

"You?"

"To be exact, McFarlane asked me to call."

"Why?"

"What do you say?"

"You're going to set up a blame?"

"Shhhh Don't say that. There is no such thing. ”

"You're obviously planting a blame! We have absolutely no hostage abuse! Absolutely nothing! ”

"I believe ......"

Zhang Yong said slowly.

Put down the cutlery. Hiccuping. Not. Almost full.

The western food in this café is not bad. The portion is also sufficient. It's better to change the name to a Western restaurant.

"But others don't believe it!"

"What the hell are you trying to do? Why do you want to blame it? ”

"Don't think that much. We're just trying to get some money. Your boss certainly doesn't want to cause an international stir, and will definitely pay to settle the matter. They will find me. Then make an offer. Hope I calm this down. Don't make a fuss internationally. I get the money, and the matter is over. ”

"It's a good death to ask for money. Zhang Yong! Zhang Shaolong! I really don't change my true colors! ”

"It seems. You know me well. Are you the mastermind of the kidnapping? ”

Zhang Yong suddenly realized it.

This guy in front of him doesn't look like he was pulled there temporarily.

His hidden identity is still valuable, and it is impossible to help. Unless he planned it himself. Everyone else is a helper.

Right. Everyone else is a helper. He is the right master.

Look up at each other.

A proud smile appeared on the corner of the Japanese spy's mouth.

Not bad. He's the mastermind!

The kidnapping case was planned by him. Everyone else, all of them are hands-on.

It's a pity that he didn't expect Zhang Yong to find him so quickly.

I have to say, this guy is really a tough enemy.

"That's right. It's me. ”

The Japanese spy replied proudly. He felt like he was going to go down in history.

Even if the other party killed him, he would be satisfied.

Although it failed in the end.

"It's really you." Zhang Yong was very happy, "Then let me ask you, is there a lot of money to do things for MacArthur?" ”

"What?" The Japanese spy's thinking didn't catch up at once. Freeze.

What does it mean to do things for MacArthur?

Money? How much is it?

"That's right." Zhang Yong earnestly asked, "Macfarlane asked me to do things for MacArthur." I was promised $500 a month. I think it's a bit less. So, I want to learn about the market from you. What about the price? ”

"So, you're going to do things for the Americans?" The Japanese spy had a strange look.

"It's a part-time job. After all, I'm short on money. Zhang Yong nodded, "If you can make some extra money, no one will refuse, right?" ”

"You're so short of money?"

"yes. Very short of money. The teams I lead are all self-funded. No one has allocated it. If you don't have money, you'll have to drink the northwest wind right away. You see, in order to catch you, to come in here, to eat a meal, it cost fifteen oceans! Fifteen oceans in one meal! Do you think I'm short of money? ”

"You ......"

The Japanese spy's face was even more strange.

Wanted to say something. But it's hard to say. I feel like a failure.

The other party doesn't even have funds!

The other party actually has to raise its own funds.

No wonder such crazy Japanese spies are extorting money everywhere.

The Jinling government is also really searching. Not a penny is given. Damn it. The last to be injured were the Japanese!

Yaga!

So angry. But I can't vent it.

Although Zhang Yong is an enemy. But there seems to be no reason to blame him. He also wants to have a good meal......

"Can you explain that?"

"What?"

"That's the question just now, what is the price of $500 a month for MacArthur?"

"Do you think I'll answer you?"

"You're going to die anyway. It's not bad to dig a pit for McFarlane before he dies. I'll join forces with him to trap you. You can also join forces with me to trap him. Right? ”

"Zhang Yong, Zhang Shaolong. You really want to take advantage of everything! ”

"Okay?"

Zhang Yong asked very seriously.

Japanese Spy: ......

You! Yaga! I can't stand it!

This bastard, who eats himself, has to turn back and eat McFarlane.

However, if he can pit McFarlane, he will definitely not let it go. Before dying, you should also pull a cushion.

"What are you going to do?"

"Simple. Of the seven of you, four have died and two have been captured alive. There is another one, which should be able to be caught as well. Or killed. In this way, your boss will not know how many people have fallen into my hands. They're going to worry that you're coming out to point out about it. That's trouble. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is certainly unacceptable. So, someone is definitely going to come to me. Hope I cover it up. ”

"How much do you want?"

"Not much. Fifty thousand dollars. I'm very low. ”

"Fifty thousand dollars! Don't you dare! ”

"You think it's too little? So I'll add more? 100,000 dollars? ”

"You go to die!"

"Nope. I don't have to die. But you must die. Your side will definitely ask me to kill you. Prevent you from being put forward as witnesses. ”

"You don't want to separate us."

"I'm just telling you a fact. I must kill you. It's what you're asking for. Only the dead can be kept secret forever. ”

"I'm not afraid of death."

"Understood. So, before you die, can you tell me what MacArthur's price point is? ”

"You ......"

The Japanese spy suddenly gritted his teeth.

Yaga!

Very angry. But in the face of Zhang Yong, he couldn't get angry.

This son of a bitch. It's all about the money.

As a good spy, Yosuke Yamaguchi said he was hurt.

Can you stop talking about money?

For five hundred dollars, you feel like you're going to sell them all.

Yaga!

Shame!

I was caught by such a person!

His dignity, his honor! Ahhh

But......

Before he died, he did want to take revenge on Macfarlane. Borrow Zhang Yong's knife.

"The Yankees are concerned about the thunderstorm plan."

"The thunderstorm plan has nothing to do with them......

"MacArthur was still very forward-looking about the planes of the Army Air Corps."

"Him?"

"Mitchell's case, you know, right?"

"I don't know."

"I want to hear about it."

"I want a cup of coffee."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong turned his head. Beckon.

Let the waiter have the best cup of coffee.

Although it is an enemy. But it's useful to be able to get some information.

He hadn't heard of the Mitchell case at all.

"That was in 1925...... the Japanese spy began to explain slowly, "Mitchell turned out to be the deputy commander of the Joint Logistics Force of the Army Aviation Department of the Yankees. The rank of brigadier general. He advocated the creation of an independent air force. Advocated the independence of aviation from the army. His views are very radical. As a result, many high-level people were offended. ”

"What does this have to do with MacArthur?" Zhang Yong was puzzled.

It's also strange to say. Neither the United States nor Japan in this period, the aviation forces were not independent.

The aircraft belonged to the army and navy, respectively. There is no separate air force.

Germany, on the contrary, had an independent air force. The USSR also had it. The UK also has it. It is not clear whether there is anything in France. Very complicated worldview.

Instead, the government has an independent air force. It's still very independent.

You can't even ask about the commission.

"MacArthur was the presiding judge. He convicted Mitchell. Suspended from military service for five years. ”

"And then?"

Although he convicted Mitchell. However, in Mitchell's radical theory, he recognized the importance of aviation. Therefore, he advocated the active development of aviation, giving priority to tanks, armor and heavy artillery. ”

"And then?"

"So, of course he's going to care about the thunderstorm plan. That's the most advanced fighter. He wants it too. ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

That's what happened. It's a long time to see. And there is such a secret.

I have to say that this old wheat is indeed a bit of a vision. The superiority of air supremacy in aviation in future wars was recognized very early.

Although the formation of an independent air force was denied. However, he himself was a staunch supporter of aviation. No wonder the Yankees' aviation is developing so quickly. All kinds of extremely good fighters and bombers emerged one after another. Most of this was driven by MacArthur.

Objectively speaking, Lao Mai is indeed on the right track.

In World War II, the Air Force was the most capable of fighting the old American air force.

Regardless of sea or air, it is very capable of fighting.

If he hadn't met an unprecedented opponent on the Goryeo Peninsula, he would have ended his life in glory.

"So, the question of funding ......"

"Half a million dollars."

"What?"

"MacArthur offered half a million dollars to buy the full drawings of the BF109 fighter."

"Can't you? He has so much money? ”

"Of course he didn't come forward. It was someone else who stepped forward. It was the arms dealer behind him who stepped in. Curtis, Boeing, McDonnell Douglas, Lockheed are all involved. ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong's eyes gradually lit up.

Forgot. MacArthur was also a very strong drumming guy.

He has a very good relationship with the domestic media, as well as arms dealers and so on. He often gave arms dealers a platform.

If you can get the full drawings of BF109, half a million dollars is not a matter at all.

A few aircraft manufacturing companies, just share it casually, it's completely drizzle! Not even a drizzle.

Which aircraft company's scientific research funding is not calculated in millions of dollars.

A technological breakthrough is not something that can be measured by half a million dollars. Hundreds, thousands of times.

Especially with the full-scale outbreak of World War II getting shorter and shorter, if a breakthrough in technology can be made, an order will be thousands or tens of thousands.

So......

MacArthur is the real big fat fish!

Hold on tight, at least until 1950......

It's set.

That's him.

Let's go hard!

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)