Chapter 35: The Hen That Lay Golden Eggs

"To be honest...'

'This No. 6 has never revealed any more information...'

'What we can confirm is that his alias is Cen Jinfu. He is the accountant at the Damao Flour Mill. He has been doing this for 13 years.'

'To be honest, Captain Zhang, is he really Japanese?'

'A Japanese person, pretending to be on our side for 13 years?'

Yan Guangkun didn't beat around the bush either.

It was all about work. It would be even better if Zhang Yong was willing to take over. He couldn't wait to crack open another cornucopia.

Now the Fifth Action Group was also working at full capacity. The harvest was plentiful.

Although it could not be compared to Zhang Yong's first pot of gold. That was also quite considerable.

After all, it boils down to one thing: Japanese spies have money.

No one knows who leaked the news, but it caused other action groups to also want to be transferred to Songhu.

Who still has the heart to catch the Red Party. It's dangerous and there's no money in it. Catching Japanese spies is the way to make a fortune. Catch a few Japanese spies and you'll have a car, a house, money – everything. Anyone with a normal brain knows what to choose.

'This is his social connection...'

'We have found all the people he can contact. But there are no suspicious points.'

'Cen Jinfu's daily work is also very simple. It's just calculating the accounts. This flour mill is quite large, with more than 300 workers. But the annual profit is not high. It often loses money, so it shouldn't be the source of funding for the Japanese spies. The owner of the flour mill, Cai Shengquan, doesn't seem like a wealthy person either. He's just barely getting by.'

Yan Guangkun handed Zhang Yong a thick stack of information.

It was all the information that Team 5 had. There was also some speculation. He gave it all to Zhang Yong.

'I'll give it a try!'

Zhang Yong didn't dare make any promises.

His special ability was to uncover hidden Japanese spies.

As for how to dig out one Japanese spy from another, he wasn't very good at it. It depended on luck.

He took the information back to Li Boqi's office. Used to it.

Li Boqi didn't even look up, 'Go back to your own office and figure it out. Don't bother me every day.'

'What about Cao Mengqi...'

'Bring his team.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong returned to his own office.

He asked someone to bring Cao Mengqi in. They studied the relevant information together.

Team 5 was still somewhat competent. Cen Jinfu's social connections had been fully sorted out. Even the number of chickens kept at home was clear.

The problem was that none of this was the point.

The point was the chicken that lays golden eggs.

Someone like Meng Chaowei or Lou Qingcheng. The Japanese spies had to be arrested. But the money was even more important. The latter was more important.

The reward from above is only a few dollars?

Nothing beats confiscated property.

"Captain Cao...'

'Just call me Lao Cao! I'll do whatever you say to catch the Japanese spies. I can't handle this nerve-wracking stuff.'

'I don't use my brain either.'

'As long as you can dig out the Japanese spies, that's fine. You identify them, I'll catch them. If they escape, I'll be responsible.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong is also not hypocritical.

Cao Mengqi is a bit naive. He is often educated by Li Boqi.

But people like this are also easy to work with. They have a bottom line. They won't stab you in the back. You can trust them in a crisis.

It's been peaceful for the past two years.

When the full-scale war breaks out and Shanghai falls, that will be the real test.

What?

Hide out in the rear?

Nonsense!

What's his system called?

Command and Conquer! It even has weapons and equipment!

Hiding out in the rear and watching the fun?

That's embarrassing!

We must continue to hold out in Songhu. We must continue to kill the Japanese invaders. We must make life in Songhu unbearable for the Japanese invaders!

"Cai Shenghua...'

'Very poor. In debt. We've checked.'

'He's not the money tree.'

'Definitely not.'

'And a Japanese spy wouldn't put all their eggs in one basket, so to speak, by investing in the Da Mao Flour Mill...'

Zhang Yong muttered to himself.

In the end, he decided to go and see Cai Shenghua. He didn't want to think about it any more. He would know when he met him.

If Cai Shenghua is a hidden Japanese, just arrest him. If not, continue scanning through Cen Jinfu's social connections. Until there are new discoveries.

Seriously, if it weren't for the sheer size of Shanghai, he would be ready to go out on the streets every day and scan.

As long as there are hidden Japanese to be found, arrest them all.

Unfortunately, that's not possible.

At this time, Shanghai was definitely the largest city in Asia. It was larger than Tokyo, Japan. The population was also much larger.

According to official statistics, there are at least 3 million people on the Shanghai beach at the moment.

This is just the official figure. There are at least another million people who are not counted.

In other words, the actual population of the entire Shanghai beach, including the concession, may be more than 5 million!

With so many people and such a large area, when will the scanning be finished?

There is no other way but to carry out targeted scanning.

Set off by car.

Take Cao Mengqi and Wei Yong with you.

Wei Yong is carrying a Thompson submachine gun. Just in case.

Zhang Yong cares a lot about his own life. He never goes out alone. Unless he's going home.

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Whenever there's danger, he'll bring Wei Yong along.

Wei Yong is a first-class expert. Armed with a Thompson and grenades, he can take on any Japanese spy.

They arrive at the Damou Flour Mill.

They accidentally discover that there are a lot of people gathered here.

It seems that some workers are holding up a banner, demanding that the boss pay them.

Oh, wages are owed...

I wonder if Cai Shenghua is here?

"Out of the way!'

'Out of the way!'

Wei Yong held his gun and cleared a path.

This allowed them to enter the factory without incident. They found that there were also many people gathered inside.

'Shoot him!'

'Shoot him!'

Someone in the crowd let out an angry yell.

Zhang Yong frowned. He noticed someone being pushed to the ground. The surrounding workers were pushing and shoving.

There were no Japanese.

They were all Chinese.

'The person being beaten is Cai Shenghua,' Cao Mengqi frowned.

'Bring him out,' Zhang Yong ordered.

Cao Mengqi and Wei Yong immediately advanced with their guns, dispersed the crowd, and helped Cai Shenghua over.

Cai Shenghua looked very miserable. His nose was broken and his face was swollen. He was barely breathing. It seemed that he had been beaten up badly. Blood was coming from his seven orifices. He was in such a sorry state that it was estimated that he really had no money left.

If he had fled with the money early on, the workers would not have been able to stop him at all. You wouldn't even know if he had fled.

'Boss Cai, we are from the Secret Service of the Lixing Society.'

'What?'

'We need to talk to you.'

'I really have no money left.'

'Has your flour mill been losing money?'

'Of course not. It's all because of Desheng Flour. They bully their competitors.'

'Desheng Flour?'

'That bastard Wang Deling! He's the one who ruined my flour mill.'

'Wang Deling?'

'Yes. That's him. That bastard!'

'Don't get excited,'

Zhang Yong said calmly.

Cai Shenghua could be completely ruled out as a suspect. He was definitely not a Japanese spy.

'By the way, where did Cen Jinfu go?'

'I'm looking for him too. I haven't been able to find him. God knows where he went.'

'Has anyone come looking for Cen Jinfu recently?'

'No,'

'Not at all?'

'They've all come looking for me. What's the point of looking for Cen Jinfu?'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong then let Cai Shenghua out of the car.

Cao Mengqi sighed in disappointment.

Still no breakthrough. It's so frustrating. I don't even know where to direct my efforts.

'Is Desheng Flour Mill really that powerful?'

'I guess so. I don't really know. Why don't we go take a look?'

'You know someone?'

'Just ask a patrolman to show us the way.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Cao Mengqi immediately got out of the car and went to operate.

Soon, he really brought a patrolman back. Let him get in the car and lead the way.

It was a bit of a coincidence. In fact, this Desheng Flour Mill is just three blocks away. The back doors of the two flour mills are almost opposite each other.

The distance is very close.

There is just a wall in between.

The difference is that one has a main gate facing south and the other facing north. That's why it's three blocks apart.

Let the patrolman go. Zhang Yong got out of the car to observe.

The gate was tightly shut.

It was quiet inside, as if there was no one there.

A walk around the flour mill revealed nothing on the map. Obviously, there were no Japanese in there.

Of course, it was possible that the hidden Japanese were not there.

But that was ruled out for the time being.

He looked at the sky. It was almost time. It was time to meet Secretary Wang for dinner.