This Japanese spy knows Yoshiko Kawashima.

I also know the gold sent by Yoshiko Kawashima. It's remarkable.

Reverse proof, the other party is quite identified.

Otherwise, how could Xiao Xiami know so much information?

However, Zhang Yong pretended not to know.

It is very beneficial to play stupid properly. Especially in front of the enemy.

What's more, he doesn't need special outfits. It's not smart enough!

"How much?"

"I don't know. But certainly no less. At least fifty pounds. ”

"Fifty pounds?"

Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Take out a small notebook and start calculating how much fifty pounds is.

Oh, it's 25 kilograms. That's 25,000 grams. Calculated according to 300 grams of a large yellow croaker......

Wait a minute.

Feel like the price conversion is wrong?

Oh, because at that time one pound was equal to sixteen taels. One tael is about 33.3 grams. So, a pound is also 500 grams.

Rough calculations. That's more than 80 big yellow croaker?

Wow!

That's a bit of a trick!

Yoshiko Kawashima is really rich. The puppet state of Manchukuo is simply an ATM for the Japanese invaders!

But!

That's all the hard-earned money of the Chinese people!

How can you give it to Japanese devils for nothing?

"Who is Yoshiko Kawashima going to give so much gold to?"

"Give ......"

The Japanese spy wanted to talk and stopped.

Apparently, he had a big problem.

If you lie, you won't be able to lie. But if you are honest......

That is mutiny. He vigorously resisted the choice.

"It's for Wang Zhaoming?"

"I can't say."

"Okay, I don't ask. All you have to do is tell me where the gold is. ”

Zhang Yong is as good as a stream.

Since you're embarrassed, then I won't ask.

Anyway, I don't want information. I want gold. Gold......

"Citibank."

"Huh?"

Zhang Yong frowned.

Said for a long time, deposited in the bank?

It's not funny!

It's impossible to rob Citibank yourself.

That's going to turn things upside down.

At present, he does not have such ability.

Later......

That was for later......

Retract your thoughts.

"How can I get my hands on the gold?"

"Looking for Yoshiko Kawashima."

"Smack!"

The Japanese spy was slapped in the face.

Zhang Yong was irritable.

Say for a long time, play Lao Tzu here!

Looking for Yoshiko Kawashima?

If Lao Tzu can catch Yoshiko Kawashima, do you still need to say it?

If she is caught, Lao Tzu will extort all the wealth of the entire puppet Manchukuo. What's the point of gold?

Made!

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

A violent beating.

The Japanese spy was beaten in the cheek like a pig's head.

It wasn't until his slap hurt that he couldn't stand it that Zhang Yong stopped stupidly. Take out the insole......

Made!

Angry.

Prepare to repair each other fiercely.

Outcome......

Suddenly, the map showed a large number of white dots with weapons.

The white dots are very dense. The map also shows the outline of the truck. Counted, there were as many as five. Apparently heavily armed soldiers.

Oh, it should be Tang Shengming who brought someone.

"Boom la la ......"

"Boom la la ......"

Sure enough, a moment later, I heard a louder and louder movement.

The sound of large trucks moving in the torrential rain and the wheels splitting through the stagnant water sounds very heroic. In this kind of ghost weather, the big truck is indeed very powerful.

Out.

Greet Tang Shengming.

The big truck stopped at the door. Tang Shengming got out of the car.

"The Third Son."

Zhang Yong is upright. Salute.

Tang Shengming nodded. Raise your hand and return the salute.

Don't speak. Hurried in.

He also carried a horsewhip in his hand. It is estimated that he is going to beat people.

See the Japanese spy......

Suddenly, he raised his horsewhip and lashed at the Japanese spy.

Zhang Yong watched quietly.

This is what Japanese spies deserve. This is a living sin.

There is no avoidance of capital sin, but also of living sin. Go back to the Military Senate, and he is good-looking.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Tang Shengming knocked the Japanese spy unconscious.

No way, he was really angry. I didn't expect the Japanese spy to be this guy!

I didn't think of it before.

This Japanese spy is usually very well disguised, and he trusts it very much.

No wonder I investigated for so long and didn't find it. It turns out that this guy has been active outside. But no one doubted him.

Fortunately, in the end, Zhang Yong found him out.

The stone that pressed on my heart before was finally put down.

"Thank you."

"It's my job."

"Did you really decide to go to the Air Force?"

"Yes."

"Then it'll be fine."

Tang Shengming nodded. Didn't say why.

Zhang Yong already understood what the other party meant. The other side wants to help them seize power.

Whose power is it using?

Boss Dai's, of course.

There can only be one boss in the Renaissance Society's secret service.

If he, Zhang Yong, wants to develop in the secret service, Tang Shengming may secretly help and let him replace Boss Dai.

Although the Tang family was deprived of military power. However, there are still some doorways.

However, if Zhang Yong is determined to go to the Air Force for development, there is no need for it.

"Thank you."

"The man is handed over to you."

"You won't take it?"

"We're not good at dealing with Japanese spies."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong did not refuse.

The other party is right.

Dealing with Japanese spies is really not good at such a thing as the Military Senate.

The best thing is still him Zhang Yong.

So......

"Gone."

"Goodbye."

Zhang Yong sent Tang Shengming away.

When Tang Shengming was leaving, he asked someone to put down a box.

Didn't say anything. It's just to put the box on the ground. Then just get in the car. Then he left with everyone.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Have someone bring the box in.

There are no weapon markings. There is no gold mark. It shouldn't be a silver ticket either.

Such a large box of silver tickets is also too scary.

Open it.

Oh, it turned out to be a lot of information.

Mostly newspaper advertisements. There are a large number of commodity offers on it.

There are also preferential leaflets from large supermarkets all over the country. There is a wide variety of goods to choose from.

Not bad.

Zhang Yong felt that this was worth more than a silver ticket.

His biggest problem now is that he doesn't know the price of commodities on the other side of the ocean at this moment. So, a lot of things are not certain.

For example, what goods already exist and which ones have not yet been invented.

Hair dryers, for example, have been around for a long time.

Elevators, air conditioners, and so on have long existed. The traverser has no advantage at all.

Tang Sheng is really smart. Know what you need.

With these relatively accurate prices, his knowledge of this era is even deeper.

In fact, he found that the price of those big trucks was not $1,000. If you buy a large number of vehicles, order more than 100 vehicles, and you can sell it for just over $800. And an ocean-going freighter with a displacement of 5,000 tons, loaded with cargo, travels from the east coast of the Pacific Ocean to the west coast of the Pacific Ocean, and the freight is only more than 1,000 US dollars.

So a trip to the distance only costs more than a thousand dollars.

Think it's cheap......

He thought it would cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Of course, for the average Chinese person, one dollar is enough for a month.

On the black market, one dollar can often be exchanged for more than five oceans. If it is Yuan Datou, who is not pure enough, he can even change it for seven.

If you buy a truck, you can buy 100 large trucks for $100,000. It can also be loaded on a ship and sent to Wusongkou Wharf for landing.

If you look at the goods in the carry-on space, it seems that there are a lot of things that can be bought.

Unfortunately, it's just the shipping trouble.

It can be intercepted by the Japanese invaders......

Concentrate on reading the newspaper.

Also found a lot of useful information. For example, job advertisements, bankruptcy announcements, etc.

At this time, the newspaper media in the United States was very developed. Almost all the information can be found in the newspapers. It can be used as an encyclopedia.

Greedy Reading ......

Greedy absorption......

As a result, the Japanese spy woke up and didn't notice it.

After the Japanese spy woke up, he pretended to be unconscious, and then listened carefully to the outside world.

However......

There was no movement from the outside world.

Quietly open your eyes. Zhang Yong was found reading a newspaper.

Gradually, I couldn't hold it anymore.

He judged that Zhang Yong was not pretending on purpose. It's really watching.

Even, there was some important information, Zhang Yong also took out a small notebook and recorded it one by one. to deepen the memory.

This made the Japanese spy very uncomfortable. Feeling neglected.

No way.

He has to show his worth.

Otherwise, you may turn your head and be killed.

"Team Leader Zhang, do you want to buy American goods?" The Japanese spy said slowly.

"Don't talk." Zhang Yong didn't bother to pay attention to him.

I'm not interested in you right now.

A guy who doesn't have oil and water, he has always despised it.

Wait a minute, wait for him to transcribe the information he needs, and then go back and pack up this Japanese spy......

"MI7 ......"

"What?"

"If you're interested in MI7, we can talk about it."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong put down the newspaper.

MI7? Does this Japanese spy still know MI7?

It seems that it is indeed not an ordinary low-level spy. Perhaps, by accident, you may have caught a big fish?

"Name."

"Ishihara Zen."

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong took out the list of nineteen people given by Liu Xi.

Sure enough, this guy is also on the list. Still in a relatively forward position.

No wonder so much is known. It turned out to be the backbone of the army!

It is indeed not simple to be designated by the Navy Red Deer as a target to be cleared. The desire to survive is very strong.

"Who are you Satomi Ishihara?"

"What?"

"Satomi Ishihara, don't you know?"

"I don't know."

The Japanese spy was puzzled. feels that Zhang Yong is tricking himself.

However, looking at Zhang Yong's expression, it seems that there is really a person named Satomi Ishihara. Odd. Who is Satomi Ishihara?

"She's a special high-tech person. Codename Grapefruit. Zhang Yong opened his mouth.

Anyway, it's and it's not illegal.

Spies are suspicious. Just let the other party think cranky.

Sure enough, the Japanese spy firmly remembered the name.

Since Zhang Yong mentioned it, the explanation is not simple. You have to dig her out when you go back.

"Kyoko Fukada, do you know?"

"I don't know."

"She's also a special high-tech person. Codename Ivory Mang. ”

"Uh......"

The Japanese spy was puzzled.

I don't understand why Zhang Yong said this.

There is no need for the other party to take the initiative to disclose this information. Perverse. It seems that there is an ulterior conspiracy hidden.

So, he memorized the relevant information.

"They're all very high-tech. It is dedicated to MI7. Zhang Yong finally retracted the conversation.

"What do you mean?" The Japanese spy frowned.

"I mean, I probably know a lot more about MI7 than you do......"

"No, no, no......"

Ishihara was in a hurry. It turned out that Zhang Yong was going to hit himself.

For espionage skills, it is also the norm. The basic strategy is to strike at the enemy's self-confidence. Make the enemy feel worthless.

"MI7, there's a Dickens, there's a Catherine......"

Zhang Yong began to throw dry goods.

Definitely. You can't keep fooling around!

It's no problem to make up two special high-tech "female spies" casually. But dry goods also have to be served.

"Catherine wasn't."

"Why?"

"She's from MI6."

"Huh?"

Zhang Yong's expression did not move.

Six? What's the difference with Seven?

Oh, and the main area where the mission is carried out is not the same. The enemies faced are also different.

However, whether it is six or seven, it is the spy department of the British. In the Far East, it may be a mixture. There is no need to distinguish so clearly.

"MI7 is in the Far East, there are more than thirty people. Dickens was just one of them. ”

"Bob, isn't he?"

"It's not. He has nothing to do with MI7. ”

"I'm only interested in money."

"The British have money."

"But I can't."

Zhang Yong is very honest.

Nonsense. He also knew that the British were rich.

Later history books say that after World War II, the British Empire was in complete decline.

But the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse. In 1936, the British Empire was still the country with the largest colony in the world. India alone is the envy of others. And South Africa. This kind of old capitalist empire, with a little leakage between the fingers, benefits immensely.

He Zhang Yong is just one person. Compared to a powerful country, it is completely different. Just give him a pound to build a destroyer, and it will be enough for him to live ten lifetimes. How much does a destroyer cost at this time?

Wait a minute......

Flip through the newspaper. It seems that the newspaper mentioned it.

Yes, the old American Benson-class destroyer costs $6.5 million.

Not......

$6.5 million!

The British Empire is certainly a little more expensive.

"I have a way."

The Japanese spy spoke. Full of anticipation.

The guy in front of him only has money in his eyes. He did exactly what he liked.

"What's the solution?"

Sure enough, Zhang Yong's heart was moved. True. Not pretended.

It doesn't matter whose money he is. As long as it's money, he wants it. Before World War II, the British Empire was also uneasy about China.

Even, on the issue of the expeditionary force, he also cheated the Chinese people.

In the end, even the people of the United States couldn't look at it. So the Mi people took over the command. Do not let the British continue to pit.

The first expeditionary force attacked, which ended in a crushing defeat. Heavy losses. It's the trickster behind the British Empire. They don't have a conscience. Therefore, there is no psychological burden.

"They're also looking for the specifics of the thunderstorm plan."

"I know."

"I have a way to ......"

"Say."

"We can fake the contents of the Great Thunderstorm plan and sell it to the British."

"If you say forgery, forgery?"

"I also have some information. It has to do with the plan for a heavy thunderstorm. ”

"Not feasible."

Zhang Yong shook his head. Direct veto.

This time it's pretended. But naturally. There is no trace.

Ishihara really didn't notice. Zhang Yong's performance before was indeed that he didn't care much about intelligence.

As we all know, Zhang Yong only has money in his eyes!

"Let's try." The Japanese spy tried to convince Zhang Yong.

This is the only way for him to live.

He thought he had caught Zhang Yong's lifeline.

Intelligence can be without. But when I see the money, I am reluctant to let go.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. This Zhang Yong will die on money sooner or later.

"The British are not idiots."

"But they can't tell the truth from the fake."

"Nope."

Zhang Yong still shook his head.

It's not a pretend this time. It's true. He never underestimated his opponents.

What the other people in MI7 are, he doesn't know. However, it is difficult to hide from Dickens. Catherine is a bit likely.

"If you believe me, I'll take you to get something."

"What's that?"

"Information on the Great Thunderstorm Project."

"Did you fake it?"

"It's not a fake. It's what we've collected. ”

"You guys?"

Zhang Yong was suspicious.

What intelligence did the Japanese spies gather?

It can't be the ones you made up, right? That's definitely no fun!

The British probably have screened all the false information he put out. It's impossible to fool them. It may also attract the disgust of the British.

In case the British secretly poked and poked and complained to Lao Chiang, Lao Chiang would definitely scold him......

Hey? It seems that it can also be. He just needs to be scolded.

If you are scolded by Lao Jiang, you can be a little more estranged. lest he be listed as a "war criminal" in the future......

"It's over the big stone bridge."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Beckon. Order the team to go.

Escort the Japanese spy into the car. Head to the Big Stone Bridge. The distance is a bit far.

The pouring rain continued.

It was as if God was pouring water directly into the ground.

The water is three feet deep on the flat ground.

Luckily, the big trucks have a good wading ability. You can continue to pass.

Most of the checkpoints have been temporarily withdrawn.

The rain was so heavy that it washed away all the checkpoints. Man is not stable on his feet at all.

"Boom la la ......"

"Boom la la ......"

The wheels split deep water. Steady progress.

There were no people in sight along the way, and no cars were seen.

Only Zhang Yong's convoy walked alone in the dark.

Finally arrived at the Big Stone Bridge.

Stop the car.

There is no shelter from the rain here.

I had no choice but to get drenched in the rain. Luckily, it's summer, so it's not cold.

Get out.

Everyone was drenched in a state of soaking.

In less than a minute, Zhang Yong's crotch was wet. There was rain all over his body.

All guns have to be pointed downwards. Point to the ground. Otherwise, the barrel will get into the water. If you don't do it, it will explode when it is fired.

In these years, there is no strong and durable AK47, and the weapons are relatively delicate.

"Where?" Zhang Yong roared loudly.

The rain is roaring, and communication is basically roaring.

The Japanese spy seemed to answer. But Zhang Yong didn't hear it. The rain was too heavy.

In the end, it's all about gesturing.

The Japanese spy took Zhang Yong into an alley, stepped on thigh-deep water, and entered a small house.

On top of the bed ceiling of the small house, find a brown paper bag.

"It's ...... inside" The Japanese spy seemed a little reluctant to hand over the information.

Zhang Yong directly reached out and grabbed it.

Really.

Also loaded. Don't want to give?

Lao Tzu is now covered in water and very irritable.

Open the brown paper bag.

There are some photos in it. There are also folded drawings.

The drawings seem to be from battleships?

"It's ......"

"The first draft of the design of the Bismarck-class battleship of the Germans."

"First draft?"

"Yes."

"First draft, ah......"

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

If it's a first draft, the appeal is somewhat reduced.

As we all know, the design of battleships needs to be revised repeatedly.

Probably one or two drafts......

All the way up to dozens of drafts.

Various parameters can vary dramatically.

Some battleships had a displacement of only 28,000 tons at the time of the first draft, but the final draft exceeded 45,000 tons. This is the norm.

"The British were most concerned about the battleships of the Germans, and the first draft was also."

"Are you sure it's true?"

"Absolutely. We got it from Germany ourselves. ”

"Really?"

Zhang Yong was noncommittal.

I thought, the Japanese are in Germany, there are really spies?

Then I feel naïve.

Nonsense. The Japanese were in Germany, how could there be no spies?

The Japanese also want to know what the Germans are doing, right? They have a common enemy, the polar bear......

The problem is that the value of the first draft is really not much......

Suddenly......

There seemed to be a flash of white light in the personal space.

By the time Zhang Yong noticed it, the white light had disappeared. As if nothing had happened.

Vaguely, I feel that some changes may have occurred in those drawings, or photographs. However, he didn't know exactly what had changed.

If you are not a professional, the above data cannot be distinguished from the fake at all!

Frown......

Doubt......

What's going on?

Never mind. No matter. Try it before you talk.

"Who to go to?"

"Caggins of Weston. He's MI7. ”

"How do I get in touch?"

"On the phone, of course. Release the bait first, and then complete the transaction with telekinesis. ”

"What is Telekinesis?"

"It's about putting the goods somewhere. Get the money first, and then tell the other party the address. ”

"Collect the money first, and then deliver the goods?"

"Yes."

"Can the British agree?"

"If they wanted information, they would agree."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong is as good as a stream.

In that case, give it a try.

It just so happens that you don't have to come forward. Don't expose yourself.

Very good.

Stepping on the shoulders of Japanese spies, he began to enter the international intelligence market!

[To be continued]

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