Get back in the car.
It was already night. Night had fallen completely.
'What are you going back for?'
'To ask the boss for some pocket money. Twenty dollars.'
'You...'
Zhou Yang and Liu Bo rarely looked at each other.
They thought to themselves, this Zhang Yong is ruthless! He ate a free meal in front of so many people! And then he blackmailed them before leaving.
Frankly, neither of them would dare to do the same.
Because the other party could easily send someone to the garrison headquarters to report the incident.
It would be uneconomical to make such a big fuss over just 20 dollars. Only someone as reckless as Zhang Yong would do such a thing. He was willing to risk his life for money.
But there was one thing that gave them complete peace of mind. This Zhang Yong was definitely not a member of the Red Party.
The Red Party would never do such a despicable thing.
Even if they were undercover, they would still have to abide by strict discipline.
Zhang Yong tossed the silver dollars he had just received, 'Do we get a share?'
'No.'
'No.'
Zhou Yang and Liu Bo both shook their heads.
They weren't that stupid as to provoke unknown trouble for a few silver dollars.
Keep it for yourself!
Someone will "ambush" you at any time.
That Qiu Shuqing, to be able to build such a big restaurant, must be no ordinary person.
'Fine. I won't give it to you!'
Zhang Yong put the money away. He felt good.
What? Sue someone?
He wasn't afraid of that. In fact, the more people he sued, the better.
He was a bit too pushy, and people were jealous of him. He had a few minor problems, which would be a good opportunity for the higher-ups to criticise him.
After the criticism, everything would be fine. Then he wouldn't have to go undercover.
The worst thing was when you didn't have any problems, and the higher-ups couldn't find any reason to criticise you, then they would just let you die.
'Shall we call it a day?'
'No.'
'Can you find the person tonight?'
'Yes,'
Zhang Yong replied calmly.
The system map showed no distinction between day and night.
As long as it was a Japanese person, it could be marked. All he had to do was check each one. Until it matched.
The previous encounter with Hu Bin had just happened to match.
In fact, Zhang Yong had never seen Hu Bin before, nor did he know that the person was Hu Bin.
He shouted. In fact, he was observing the other person's reaction.
Generally speaking, if you suddenly call out someone's name, they will react in some way.
Even a trained spy cannot hide their instincts.
As a result, Hu Bin really did reveal himself.
Unfortunately, Liu Bo got in the way. Otherwise, he would have come up to the other person and called out their name.
In that way, the other person would never have had a chance to escape.
'We'll keep at it all night.'
'No problem,'
Zhou Yang readily agreed.
Liu Bo thought about it for a moment, and began to brace himself.
If everyone else was working so hard, there was no reason for him to slack off. Otherwise, Vice-Commander Yang would definitely give him a good dressing down.
Start the car.
Keep driving in circles.
In the meantime, Vice-Commander Yang called to ask about the situation. Liu Bo was indeed scolded.
Vice-Commander Yang made it clear that if there was a next time, he didn't need to go back. He should just turn himself in. After the phone call, Liu Bo never dared to make any comments again.
'Officer Zhou, you drive.'
'Okay!'
Zhou Yang took over the driving.
Zhang Yong was tired. He wanted to close his eyes for a while.
Although Liu Bo felt ridiculous inside, he dared not say anything. He obediently watched Zhang Yong doze off.
He secretly resented in his heart. If this is how we catch Japanese spies, I'd rather eat shit...
'Stop the car,'
Zhang Yong suddenly called out.
Zhou Yang quickly stopped the car.
Liu Bo immediately got out of the car.
He was very agile in his movements now. He was afraid of causing any more delays.
Following Zhang Yong's gaze, he noticed that the guy was looking at a beauty again. In front of his line of sight, there was a graceful beauty, coming out of the cheongsam shop.
She was tall and slender, with graceful curves, and her two long, snow-white legs were faintly visible as she walked.
She was followed by two young maids.
There was also a black Cadillac waiting nearby. There was a driver. A bodyguard.
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'That bastard...'
Liu Bo couldn't help but complain again.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to let it out. What if Zhang Yong found another Japanese spy? This guy is really sneaky...
'Do you know that woman?' Zhang Yong asked in a low voice.
'No,' Zhou Yang shook his head.
'No,' Liu Bo shook his head.
'She's really pretty!' Zhang Yong muttered to himself. His eyes sparkled.
This time, even Zhou Yang couldn't help but inwardly despise this guy. Are you an animal? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman before? So unbearable...
Come on, time is so precious, can you please pay attention. We are here to catch the Japanese spy, right?
Of course, resentment is resentment. But none of it was shown.
What if this guy suddenly discovers the Japanese spy again? That would be a direct slap in the face...
'She must be someone with status, you really don't know her?'
'Why should we know her?'
'Your police headquarters...'
'We don't keep track of everyone.'
'That's right...'
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
Indeed, apart from military intelligence, the other aspects were definitely stronger in the Central and Military Commissions.
For example, if you wanted to investigate the information on the woman in front of you...
Well, you did have to investigate. Because this woman was also a hidden Japanese.
He had not degenerated to the extent of looking at beautiful women all over the street. It was this particular woman who attracted him.
'Wait. I'll ask someone.'
'I'll ask the patrolman!'
'Thank you!'
Zhou Yang quickly called a few patrolmen over.
It so happened that the woman in the cheongsam had already gotten into the car. The Cadillac quietly drove away. It disappeared around the corner.
Zhang Yong silently withdrew his gaze.
This woman is probably not an ordinary person. She is probably on the same level as Lin Xiaoyan.
Before, when Lin Xiaoyan was arrested, they didn't get any valuable information. Therefore, this time, Zhang Yong decided to take his time. First, he would find out more about the situation.
Over there, Zhou Yang had also found out everything he needed to know.
'Her name is Nightingale. She's the headliner at the Paradise Club.'
'Who's the big shot behind the Paradise Club?'
'Supposedly Zhang Xiaolin.'
'Oh...'
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
No wonder Zhang Xiaolin had such a close relationship with the Japanese. It was estimated that they had been in cahoots for a long time.
Gradually, he remembered something. After the fall of Shanghai, this Zhang Xiaolin became an accomplice of the Japanese. He helped the Japanese without any disguise.
On the other hand, Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong did not dare to be so reckless. They did not dare to openly become accomplices of the Japanese.
'Let's go!'
'Where to?'
'On foot. Follow me. Hide the gun.'
'Okay!'
Zhou Yang and Liu Bo immediately hid their pistols.
Zhang Yong led the way. The two followed behind.
They turned from the main street into a small alley. Zhang Yong looked at the wooden sign next to them. It said Jinxiu Lane. What a great name.
They continued down the lane. They didn't realise that this side of the street was quite lively.
Although it was night, there were still people coming and going. There were constant cries of 'buy' from both sides. There were many stalls. It had a bit of the flavour of a modern pedestrian street.
Zhang Yong looked around and walked into an art studio.
Inside was an old man. His hair and beard were completely white. He was covered in traces of paint.
'Sorry, we're closed...'
'I'm from the Secret Service of the Lixing Society. I'm here to see Hu Bin.'
'Hu Bin...who?'
'You don't know him?'
'No, I don't.'
'Please ask your companion to come out.'
'I don't have a companion...'
'Get lost!'
Zhang Yong suddenly pushed the person away.
Then he rushed in quickly.
Inside, a figure darted out. It happened to collide with Zhang Yong.
Then Zhang Yong pressed him down hard to the ground. The others then pounced on him. They held him down firmly. Then they tied him up.
Zhang Yong stood up, clapped his hands, and looked intently.
What a pleasant surprise!
It was really something that came without any effort.
It was actually Wang Deling!