Chapter 145: Chen Nade

Zhang Yong discovered two people.

One was Xu Sheng. The owner of Wanfeng Freight. A Japanese spy.

The other was Fang Muyu. She was actually with Xu Sheng. Also a Japanese spy.

What were the two Japanese spies doing standing together?

Unfortunately, they were a bit far away.

They were even facing away from Zhang Yong. He couldn't see their faces.

However, Zhang Yong simply judged their true identities from behind. I believe they are making contact.

So, the question is, what is the relationship between the two?

Fang Muyu, the Special High Section?

Xu Sheng, also the Special High Section? Or some kind of agency?

The Japanese invaders' special services agencies all come under the jurisdiction of the military police command, and the backbone are all Japanese invaders.

Because within the Japanese army, men were valued above women. Therefore, there were no official female soldiers. There were no female spies in any of the secret service agencies either. Only in the Special High Section.

But there were also men in the Special High Section. Could this Xu Sheng be from the Special High Section?

Doubtful. Silent record.

'Captain, what's wrong?'

'Nothing.'

Zhang Yong continued driving.

This time, he brought along all new recruits.

The veterans were all at the train station. They couldn't be transferred back for a while.

So the head of the department assigned Zhang Yong a new team. They were all police academy graduates transferred from Hangzhou.

Arrived at the Air Transport Department.

Reported his name. Was allowed to enter.

Zhang Yong was greeted by Min Gang, the deputy head of the Air Transport Department. He was wearing military uniform. A gold triangle star on his collar.

'Captain Zhang!'

'Minister Min.'

'Please!'

'Please!'

Zhang Yong remained calm.

The other person's military rank was almost ten levels higher than his. It was a real honour.

He didn't know who had told Madam about the matter. As a result, Madam had personally intervened. The Empty Fund Department was also getting anxious.

Finally, Vice-Minister Min Gang personally got involved.

He entered the meeting room.

'Madam...'

'Minister Min, I will do my best. From now on, I will be solely responsible for this case.'

'That's good, that's good,'

Min Gang let out a sigh of relief. He then ordered someone to bring in a lot of confidential information.

This information was all related to the memorandum.

The so-called memorandum was actually a summary of this information.

The bigwigs above could not possibly go through all the information. They would generally just read the memorandum. They would just read the key points.

The memorandum was also the key point when the two sides signed the contract.

'Chen Nai-fu?'

'Yes.'

'You have discussed with Chen Nai-fu and are going to invite him to be the chief instructor at the Kaiqiao Aviation School?'

'Yes.'

'Chennault will recruit 30 flight instructors. And prepare 15 training aircraft?'

'Yes.'

'Each person will be paid 150 taels of silver per month?'

'Yes.'

'Chennault will be paid 500 taels of silver per month?'

'Yes.'

Min Gang confirmed each point.

This information is currently confidential. Very few people know about it.

I believe the Japanese stole the memorandum because they also want to know its content. Now, the content may have been leaked. But the memorandum must be retrieved.

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong trailed off.

It seems that Chen Nade's salary was not very high either! Only 500 dollars a month.

If calculated in US dollars, it would be just over 100 dollars a month. One US dollar could be exchanged for four Chinese yuan. On the black market, it could even be five or six.

'The salary is unreasonable...' Zhang Yong muttered to himself.

'This...' Min Gang was silent.

Zhang Yong immediately noticed that there was a problem.

Min Gang was about to speak, but then stopped. There was obviously something going on!

'How much exactly?'

'I can't say.'

'If I'm to investigate the case, at least tell me the truth!'

'Ten times.'

'That's not bad.'

Zhang Yong nodded. That was reasonable.

The foreign coach they had hired was paid 1,500 taels of silver per month, which was about 300 US dollars.

Chennault's salary was more than three times theirs. 1,000 US dollars a month. That's why they were willing to cross the ocean. After all, it was a long way from the United States to China. No one would want to work for such a low salary.

If you consider that later Chennault formed the Flying Tigers and recruited volunteers to help China fight the war, the 5,000 taels of silver was well spent.

Of course. That's not important.

What's important is to find the memo. Then you'll get the 5,000 US dollar reward.

The memo is not important.

The content will be discovered sooner or later.

The 5,000 US dollars is important.

'Where was the memo lost?'

'In the data room.'

'Stolen?'

'There is no sign of forced entry. But it is just gone.'

'Have the insiders been screened?'

'They are all in the special prison.'

'I will go take a look.'

'Good!'

Min Gang got up to lead the way.

Soon after, they arrived at the special prison cell of the Air Supply Department.

There were five people in total being held. All of them were women. The data room of the Air Force Department was full of women.

Zhang Yong looked carefully. He found that they were all very young and beautiful.

The key point was that they were all delicate and tender, and did not look like ordinary female soldiers at all.

'They...'

'They are all rich ladies.'

'Why...'

'Our Air Force needs a high level of literacy. Knowledge of foreign languages is a plus. So...'

'The same goes for pilots?'

'Yes. All pilots are also from wealthy families. Only their level of education is relatively high. They can understand the language of foreign instructors.'

'No translator?'

'How can you bring a translator with you when the plane is in the air?'

'That's right.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

It was a very reasonable explanation. The air force was indeed an aristocratic branch of the military.

The army was hard.

The navy was expensive.

The air force was noble.

Pilots were the ceiling of all branches of the military.

There is a famous saying from later generations that it takes the same weight in gold to train a pilot. This shows how much it costs.

The quality requirements for pilots are also one in ten thousand. Pick and choose.

The pride of the sky.

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'No torture, right?'

'My lady is merciful. No torture.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong nodded. He understood.

Indeed, they were all young and pretty girls. If they were tortured, they would die.

On the surface, they were all young and innocent girls. But behind them, they might be from a wealthy family. They might be related to some big shot in Jinling.

'Let them go!'

'What?'

'Let them all go. They didn't steal the memo.'

'This...'

'My wife asked me to investigate the case. I will take full responsibility.'

'Good!'

Min Gang immediately ordered the release of the people.

Soon, the five little girls were released.

One by one, they were like receiving a great pardon.

One by one, they were tearful.

'Arrange for them to take a bath and change clothes. I will invite them to dinner tonight.'

'What?'

'Such young and beautiful girls, I like them. Is there a problem with inviting them to dinner?'

'No.'

Min Gang couldn't figure out what Zhang Yong was up to.

You investigate a case, that's what you do. Invite pretty girls to dinner? What's that about? Trying to pick up girls in the Air Force?

Get lost.

But of course, he didn't show it.

Go arrange it.

Tell them to go take a shower. Then change their clothes.

When you're done, it'll be almost night. Zhang Yong was already waiting in the small dining room. He had it all to himself.

After all, it was all public money from the Air Force Ministry.

He wouldn't pay a single penny for business expenses. Subsidise the public sector with my own money? I'm not stupid...

Everyone except the five beautiful young women was refused entry.

For a while, all kinds of rumours spread.

Zhang Yong said it didn't matter. You can say whatever you like. Say whatever you want.

If you can get the memo back yourself, why bother me?

Since I'm here, I might as well mess around.

Yes, mess around.

He didn't know how to investigate the case, so he just improvised.

First, he got to know them better to see if there were any flaws. At their age, with good family backgrounds, they were all precious gems, and their interests could not be bought.

The only possibility was that they were in love.

They had been tricked by the enemy's handsome ploy and then handed over the key to the data room.

It was impossible for them to hand over the memorandum directly.

They were not stupid. They could not have been unaware of the importance of the memorandum.

It was even impossible for them to hand over the key.

The most likely scenario is that someone had copied the key. They didn't even realise it themselves.

Or if they did, it was too late. The memo had already been lost. In the face of extreme fear, she didn't dare admit it. There was still a last glimmer of hope. She didn't think they would be found out.

'Please!'

'Please!'

He politely invited the five girls to sit down.

Although they all looked pale. They were still not fully recovered. But they did have good looks. And they were in good shape.

To be honest, they were a perfect match for those rich pilot boys. It's a perfect match.

If they marry pilots, they'll really be a perfect match. A perfect match. Even he, Zhang Yong, would be envious.

It's just that their mental state is still not very stable. They are still apprehensive.

The main thing is that they don't understand what Zhang Yong is doing.

They have already been told that Zhang Yong is a secret agent of the Fuxing Society. He is here to investigate a case.

This background is certainly not a good one. It would be strange if they weren't nervous.

'Do you have boyfriends?'

Zhang Yong asked bluntly.

His gaze swept over each woman's face. It was fleeting.

The five women all blushed and bowed their heads.

'Invite your boyfriends too! I'll treat them to dinner! Congratulations on your freedom!'

'What?'

'You can call your boyfriends now. Remind them to bring gifts. If they don't, I'll break their legs.'

'But...'

'Go ahead! Once your boyfriends arrive, you can go home. I'm not comfortable with you going home alone. You need an escort.'

'Go home?'

'Yes. Once your boyfriends arrive, you can go home. I've already spoken to Director Min. You've been wronged. It was their mistake. How long were you locked up? Four days? Okay, then. Three times as long. You'll get twelve days' holiday. Go home and rest. Calm down. Then come back to work.'

'This...'

The five women looked at each other.

They felt incredible. Unbelievable. And secretly excited.

Go home!

They really wanted to go home.

In fact, they were all local Jinling people. Their homes were in Jinling.

During the days of their temporary detention, they couldn't tell you how homesick they were. Now that they knew they could go home, they couldn't contain their excitement.

It was just that Zhang Yong's words were a bit dreamlike. They were still a bit skeptical.

'Go make the phone call!' Zhang Yong said with a smile. "Your boyfriends shouldn't be poor, right? They should have a phone at home, right?'

'Me first! Me first!" one of the girls with short hair couldn't wait.

She quickly made the call.

Her face was always very excited. She even shed tears in the middle of the conversation.

It wasn't until Zhang Yong gave a sign that she cut the long story short. Then she reluctantly hung up. She wiped away her tears and returned with a flushed face.

'What did your boyfriend say?'

'He'll come pick me up right away!'

'Did you bring a present?'

'I reminded him.'

'Good! Next!'

Zhang Yong nodded. He gave a light applause. It was meant to be encouraging.

Then came the second girl.

She too became tearful in the middle of her story. Reluctantly, she hung up the phone.

Then came the third...

the fourth...

Eventually, there was only one girl left.

In terms of looks, she was probably slightly behind the other four.

She had a round face. She was about 1.6 metres tall.

'Xiaomei, it's your turn.'

'I...'

'No need,'

Zhang Yong said with a smile.

He took out the handcuffs. He handcuffed Xiaomei directly.