Chapter 33: Counter-Revolution

Four hours later, Zhang Yongcai returned to the road outside the temple.

He arrived at Lou Qicheng's hiding place. When he went downstairs, his legs actually trembled a little. Fortunately, no one else noticed.

It was indeed difficult to fight against two.

Pei Xue was fighting for the first time, so she was fine. She didn't have much fighting power.

Pei Lan was awesome. She did her best to please him. She was so good that he couldn't stop.

Fortunately, Pei Lan didn't seem to know much. It seemed that she didn't know as much as he did. In the end, she lost.

Killing a thousand enemies, you lose eight hundred.

The result of overindulgence is a body that is drained of energy.

He reminded himself that he should only come to Pei Lan once every three days. Otherwise, he couldn't bear it.

'Captain!'

'How's the registration going?'

'There are too many silver dollars. There's no way to do a detailed count. We can only write down an estimate.'

'Here, everyone take one!'

Zhang Yong unceremoniously started dividing up the loot. He picked up the silver dollars and handed them out.

They were all going to be 'confiscated' anyway, so he definitely couldn't let his own men lose out. Everyone took 50 silver dollars. There would definitely be more later.

These Japanese spies were all filthy rich, and there would be a big treasure trove just by digging up a few of them.

Don't be polite, take it all!

'Thank you, Captain!'

'Thank you, Captain!'

The mood suddenly became jubilant.

Before, some people had also stolen. But they definitely didn't dare take more than a few.

They were still on tenterhooks, nervous. Afraid of being discovered.

Now, as soon as Zhang Yong came, everyone got a letter (50 yuan). This was so generous.

With such a generous captain, why worry about getting rich?

If the people in other squads knew, their eyes would probably bulge with envy.

'Dai Yang took it. Watch your mouths.'

'Don't tell anyone about the money. If anyone asks, just say that we followed the rules.'

'Understood?'

'Understood!'

Everyone answered loudly.

What's not to understand? If you don't understand, just go and kill yourself.

They continued to work busily.

They forgot to eat and sleep.

It took more than ten hours of non-stop work before they had roughly finished counting.

Total:

Approximately 270,000 silver dollars...

Seventeen gold bars. Each weighing ten taels...

Thirty-three thousand US dollars...

Fourteen thousand British pounds...

It is impossible to estimate the value of the rest. I will have to ask someone from the auction house to appraise it.

Take it all away.

It filled a truck.

Zhang Yong kept the US and British pounds separately.

These are paper notes. They are very easy to carry. Besides, they are not recorded in the books. They are not registered.

Back at the base,

He brought the register to Li Boqi for review.

At the same time, he explained the situation with the US dollars and British pounds.

Li Boqi gave him a look and said, 'Which brothel did you go to? You've done a lot of damage.'

Zhang Yong...

blushed.

He was embarrassed.

How could they tell?

Amazing! These old secret agents really have an eye for these things!

It's like they can tell what I did yesterday.

Are they all clairvoyant?

'Pei Lan and Pei Xue sisters.' Answered honestly.

'Aren't you afraid of trouble?' Li Boqi was not overly surprised. 'Pei Lan is close to Lou Qingcheng and can easily be accused by others.'

'She, she, she took the initiative... I couldn't hold back...'

'Young man, that's normal. You don't need to hide it if someone asks. But you need to change the story. Say you're going to infiltrate the tiger's den, win Lou Qingcheng's heart, turn her against the enemy, and get her to provide more information. As for her sister, they're close sisters who don't want to be apart, and are willing to serve the same man...'

'Er...'

'Some things, if you just come right out and say them, no one will suspect. If you hide them and try to sneak around, you'll only make things worse.'

'What about the Lou family...'

'Leave it alone. Everything stays the same. Just say it's to create a false impression and attract more Japanese spies to walk right into our trap. But you need to arrange for more maids. Otherwise, it's not safe to have just two young and beautiful women in the house. It's partly surveillance, and partly care and love for them. Everyone knows what's going on. No one will say anything. If you do this, everyone will feel that you are one of them and worth cultivating.'

'I understand.'

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'By the way, do you want the Order of the Precious Tripod or the Order of the Cloud Throne?'

'What?'

'If you want the Order of the Precious Tripod, you can have it now. If you want the Order of the Cloud Throne, you'll have to wait until next month. The Order of the Cloud Throne will only be officially announced next month.'

'Can I choose?'

'Of course not for other people. They won't even see a shadow of an order. But for you, yes.'

'Thank you, sir, for your cultivation!'

'You should thank the two big fat sheep you've plucked. This year, the welfare benefits of our Lixing Society can be improved by several steps. Boss Dai now smiles every day at work.'

'It's still the officer cultivating...'

'Come on, don't waste your breath on empty words. You're the one I brought in. I've never been evasive or spoken in empty words in front of you. Just focus on catching the Japanese spies and don't bother with the Reds. Even if you find a real Red, just pretend you don't know. There's no benefit to catching Reds. It's not good for the country, your family, or you personally.'

'Yes.'

'But don't sell me out either. Keep your mouth shut.'

'Understood!'

'Go! Lin Xiaoyan wants to see you one last time.'

'She hasn't left yet?'

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Didn't someone from the Intelligence Department come? And they haven't taken Lin Xiaoyan away yet?

What the hell!

Do they prefer the food here and don't want to go back?

To be fair, the food at the Li Xing Society's Shanghai office was really good. The main thing was having money in your hands. Li Boqi was generous.

Meals were served 24 hours a day. Big fish, big meat. There was absolutely no shortage.

Even if you returned from fieldwork in the middle of the night, you could still have hot food.

This kind of treatment was absolutely unique among all the offices of the Lixing Society across the country. Yan Guangkun joked that he had gained five pounds just from the few days he had been back.

'You've been busy. You haven't noticed that the people in the Intelligence Department are also on the move, have you?'

'What are they moving?'

'They want to get some benefits too! How fat is Meng Chaowei? There might be Li Chaowei, Yang Chaowei, and so on. If we catch just one or two, we can live like local tyrants for years to come.'

'So have you caught any?'

'What do you think?'

'And what about the Fifth Group, have they dug anything up?'

'Yan Guangkun is quite capable. He's already dug up a few. But as you know, Japanese spies won't talk easily. We have to be patient.'

'What does Lin Xiaoyan want to see me for?'

'It's not because you're handsome, anyway.'

'I'll go then.'

Zhang Yong took his leave.

Apparently, everyone was very happy. This year is looking promising.

That's right. There's nothing to be gained from catching the Reds! Following me in catching the Japanese spies is very profitable! The Japanese spies are much richer than the Reds.

Come and see Lin Xiaoyan.

Not happy.

This woman has not even been tortured yet.

She should at least be given a few dozen lashes, otherwise, how can she live up to her status as a Japanese spy?

'You've finally come.'

'Does Vice Commander Yang know about your secret rendezvous with Lou Qingcheng?'

'What?'

Lin Xiaoyan frowned.

Zhang Yong knew that she was confused.

The crack appeared in her original plan, which had been carefully thought out and full of confidence.

'He and I are just friends...'

'He has a radio in his home. Is that in line with the requirements of your spy team?'

'You...'

Lin Xiaoyan frowned again.

Radio...

Lou Qingcheng...

'Meng Chaowei knew how to put a radio in a nunnery. But Lou Qingcheng has a radio in his home. That's a serious violation of the rules, isn't it?'

'We're not spies...'

'And we're not secret agents either.'

'It's true that we disguise ourselves as Chinese. But we never steal intelligence.'

'Then what are you doing here? Benefiting the Chinese people?'

'We're only responsible for subversion.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes twinkled.

This Lin Xiaoyan has finally let something slip.