Chapter 65: Like Maggots Attaching Themselves To Bone

'Captain Zhang, please behave yourself.'

'Everyone has a love of beauty, Miss Liu should be more generous.'

'I'm sorry, I'm not used to this.'

'You'll get used to it over time...'

Zhang Yong didn't let go. Is there a problem taking advantage of a Japanese spy?

If there weren't so many people around, he would dare to openly grope her. Anyway, he was making rapid progress in the art of impropriety.

Except for the Red Party, no one was off limits. As for the others, if he wanted to grope them, he would. It was no big deal.

After all, the Japanese invaders would be finished in ten years' time...

'Let go!'

Liu Xi frowned.

Zhang Yong just wouldn't let go. He held her even tighter.

In a society with no legal constraints and rampant privileges, and with the power to take action before reporting, it would be strange if he didn't degenerate.

Moreover, he knew very well that the Red Party would rule in the future. So, as long as he clung to the Red Party's coattails, what did it matter about the others...

Liu Xi struggled hard. Unfortunately, it was useless.

After all, she was just a woman, so how could she break free from Zhang Yong's control?

After all, he was also a member of the Special Branch of the Lixing Society. After a few days of hard training,

'Rogue!'

'Shameless!'

'Despicable!'

Liu Xi angrily shouted.

Zhang Yong suddenly let go of her hand.

At the same time, he stood up. He drew his gun and walked quickly towards the outside.

Zhongyang and Wu Liuqi outside thought something had happened and immediately went on full alert, with all weapons on safety.

Liu Xi: ?

What's going on?

Did he leave in anger?

But why did he draw his gun?

Little did they know, a red dot appeared on the map in Zhang Yong's mind.

The red dot was cutting in from the west and approaching fast. Judging from the trajectory, it should be passing right next to the Kang Le Western Restaurant.

Zhang Yong immediately thought of Wang Deling.

Could it be him?

Regardless, let's stop the person first.

'Captain...'

'Get ready to stop the car!'

'Yes.'

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi immediately got ready.

Wu Liuqi directly took the Thompson submachine gun in his hands. If the target refuses to stop, just start shooting.

A moment later, the target appeared.

It was a small black car. I don't know what make it is.

It looks like a Citroen? A French car?

It happened to pass by the left side of the Conley Western Restaurant. Seeing someone blocking the road ahead, it had to slow down.

There was no side road nearby. Unless it was backing up.

'Get out of the car!'

'Get out of the car!'

The group advanced with guns.

Zhang Yong was behind them with a gun. The front was dangerous. He didn't need him.

The car door slowly opened. A middle-aged man in a suit got out with his hands up. He moved very slowly, as if he was afraid of causing a misunderstanding.

Wu Liupi walked up to him and quickly flipped the man's hands behind his back.

The middle-aged man looked very obedient.

Zhang Yong then walked up with his gun drawn.

'Your name is Wang Deling?'

'No. My name is Xu Sheng. I work for Wanfeng Freight.'

'Wanfeng Freight?'

Zhang Yong remained expressionless.

The Japanese invaders have infiltrated a freight company?

Wen Zhenping infiltrated the shipping industry. Now there's another one in the freight industry.

What cheek!

Are there Japanese spies in every trade?

Perfect.

No need to worry about work. And no need to worry about income.

This Xu Sheng is not going to report this up the chain of command. He'll handle it himself. Piece by piece, for his own use.

If he gets caught, it'll be someone else's problem. And then someone else will stab him in the back.

Haha. Dream on!

From now on, the Intelligence Department won't get a single penny!

'You guys...'

'Boss Xu, we're from the Secret Service Agency.'

'What?'

'Sorry. There's been a misunderstanding. We've mistaken you for someone else. Sorry. You can go now.'

'Hm, hm...'

Xu Sheng got back into the car with a lingering sense of fear.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Everyone made way. The black sedan slowly pulled away.

Zhong Yang: ?

Wu Liuqi: ?

Zhang Yong said nonchalantly, 'It's fine. I thought he was Wang Deling!'

After saying that, Zhang Yong turned around and went back to the restaurant. He sat down.

The food had not yet arrived. It was because Zhu Yuan had not yet arrived.

What's this guy busy with?

The appointment was at 6pm, and it's almost 7pm now...

Xu Sheng...

A slight sneer appeared unintentionally at the corner of his mouth.

The boss of Wanfeng Freight should be very profitable, right? What exactly needs to be done in order to embezzle his wealth?

This Japanese spy is actually irrelevant whether you arrest him or not. Arresting him will cut off his source of wealth.

If you don't arrest him, he'll be a cash cow.

As long as you keep an eye on him, you can keep taking his money.

Like maggots clinging to bones.

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Liu Xi suddenly said, 'I know this Xu Sheng. I even had dinner with him.'

Zhang Yong remained indifferent: 'Tell me.'

'Wanfeng Freight is quite large, with business extending to Hangzhou and Jinling. It has very good cooperation with the railway. It also owns some long-distance trucks.'

'And?'

'This Xu Sheng is usually quite low-key. He is charitable. He has helped many poor people.'

'Anything else?'

'He has a very good relationship with the headliner of Wanhua Lou.'

'Really?'

'That's all I know.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

What a kind and generous person. Helping the poor. What a good disguise.

If he doesn't get involved in intelligence gathering, no one will find out about him. Even if the Japanese are defeated in the future, he may continue to lurk.

We need to investigate further.

But we can't use Zhong Yang or Wu Liuqi. They are both from the Special Branch of the Lixing Society. They may report this to the higher-ups.

Once the higher-ups know, Zhang Yong won't be able to keep it for himself.

Who do we need?

Someone who is not involved. Someone who is 'one of us' – someone who only 'we' know.

For example...

Shi Bingdao.

Wait until he has developed his informant.

Then secretly organise an armed squad. Armed with weapons and ammunition. Operate in secret.

Stand up. Go make a phone call. Call Shi Bingdao.

'Boss...'

'I need 30 people with combat experience.'

'What for?'

'Close combat. Stalking. Infiltration. Armed intrusion.'

'Can the 19th Route Army do it?'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong answered with certainty.

Of course they can. The 19th Route Army was the sworn enemy of the Japanese invaders.

During the 128 Songhu War, the 19th Route Army made a name for itself. It was quite famous. Unfortunately, it was later disbanded.

Some of the soldiers of the 19th Route Army were stranded in the Songhu area. If they could be organised, they would make an excellent fighting force. They would definitely be good at killing the Japanese, both now and in the future.

'Boss, I need money.'

'I'll give you 10,000 taels of silver in a moment.'

'What?'

Shi Bingdao was shocked.

10,000 taels of silver? That much? Zhang Yong was that rich?

Then it would be fine.

As long as there was money, there would be people.

Many soldiers in the 19th Route Army can't wait for this day to come.

Hang up the phone.

Go back to your seat.

Finally see Zhu Yuan rush over with a hurried look on his face. He is sweating all over.

'Sorry, I'm late.'

'Have you ordered yet? I'll order...'

Zhu Yuan greets him with a smile on his face and sits down.

Zhang Yong nods. It means he has already ordered.

'Come with me after dinner,' Zhu Yuan says to Zhang Yong in a mysterious tone as he leans closer to him.

'Something good?' Zhang Yong noticed that he was smiling wickedly.

'You'll find out in a moment.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong agreed.

I guess this guy is going to take me out to fool around.

That's good, I want to fool around too. Otherwise, if someone takes me by surprise one day, I won't have been dashing and depraved before. That would be a big loss.

'Are you two plotting to go to a brothel?' Liu Xi suddenly asked.

Zhang Yong: ...

Zhu Yuan: ...

Beauty, don't be so blunt.

Are we that kind of people? Really. We are both gentlemen...

'Then I'll take my leave.'

'Don't...'

'Hmph, I'll never eat with you two again. Shameless!'

'There's been a misunderstanding...'

Zhu Yuan stood up.

However, Liu Xi had already left. Without looking back.

Zhang Yong was unmoved.

She was just making an excuse to leave. She had something important to do.

But that was fine. He wasn't in a hurry either. You can't catch all the spies, and it's best to use them for your own purposes.

Eat them up and wipe them clean.

Leave no loose ends.

That's perfection.

Of course, Wang Deling had to be handed over. He had already been exposed.

He turned to look at Zhu Yuan.

'What's so interesting about it?'

'The Beauty Pageant of the Nations at the Wanhua Building...'