Chapter 231: Rank Advancement

Shanghai. Hongkou. A place.

Among the soldiers of the puppet Manchukuo, who were stationed every three steps and every five steps, there was a small red building.

This small building was the Shanghai office of the Japanese invaders' Special High Section.

Lin Xiaoyan (Kamikawa Kyoko) was the section chief. She was the highest-ranking person in charge of the Special High Section in the Jiangnan region.

The Special High Section had no hierarchical relationship with the military. Therefore, it could not use military personnel on guard duty. Instead, it used soldiers from the Tie Shi Army, which had been transferred from the puppet state of Manchukuo.

Almost all the spies under the Special High Section also came from the various police forces of the puppet state of Manchukuo.

'Wukawa Kumazo has been arrested?'

'Yes, Section Chief. It's been confirmed. He was arrested by agents of the Fuxing Society.'

'Fuxing Society...'

'That's Zhang Yong.'

'I know it was him. There's no one else but him.'

Kamagawa Kagami felt a little envious.

It was a strange feeling. She wasn't sad at all.

On the contrary, she was convinced that her strategy was correct.

A talent like Zhang Yong would be a waste to kill. The only correct thing to do was to recruit him.

The people from the Nan Kuan Agency are usually arrogant and arrogant. They have not suffered any blow after so many previous actions. They caused a train derailment and killed a high-ranking Chinese official, and they were unharmed.

This time, they caused an explosion at the Jinling Arsenal and destroyed the Chinese gun barrel production line, and they thought they were fine.

That guy, Kumazo Takegawa, even arrogantly left a note. Provoking the Chinese directly. As a result, he was immediately arrested.

Deserved it!

Serves you right for being arrogant!

"In retaliation, the Nan Agency decided to carry out large-scale assassinations and bombings in Jinling.'

'Was that an order from Colonel Moriguchi?'

'Yes.'

'Where is he?'

'He is preparing to travel from Shanghai to Jinling. By water.'

'He dares not take the train.'

Lin Xiaoyan's mouth curled up in a slight sneer. A little disdain.

Giving orders is easy. But when it comes to himself, Moriguchi dares not take risks.

Taking the train would have been the fastest option. However, the current Shimonoseki train station was guarded by Chinese agents from the Fuxing Society.

Moriguchi was worried about trouble. Therefore, he chose to travel by sea.

The train would only take a few hours. However, the sea route would take at least two days.

By the time he arrived in Jinling, things might have already settled down. He would be safe. He just didn't know how many spies from the Nan Agency would be lost.

'Section Chief, Kawashima-sama has also issued an order for retaliation.'

'She?'

Lin Xiaoyan frowned.

She didn't like Kawashima Yoshiko.

It was because she was too close to the military. She was already part of the military.

The Special High Police Department was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was not under the jurisdiction of the military. But Kawashima Yoshiko actively sought to join the military.

It seemed that it was time to get rid of her from the Special High Police Department. She did not belong to the Special High Police Department.

'Monitor the actions of the others closely.'

'Yes!'

The subordinate turned and left.

Uekawa Kagami looks thoughtfully out of the window.

Zhang Yong...

Zhang Yong...

The Nan agency has already launched a frantic retaliation campaign. I hope he's okay.

It's not that easy to recruit Zhang Yong. The military police headquarters won't agree to it. They just want to kill each other. No one will consider the opinion of the Special High Section.

After all is said and done, the Special High Section is still very weak at this moment. Especially in South China.

She shoulders the important task of expanding the Special High Section.

She also has to monitor the actions of various secret service agencies. It is a heavy responsibility.

Only Zhang Yong is immortal...

To be precise, only when various secret service agencies cannot kill Zhang Yong will recruiting him be on the agenda.

Until then, she can only watch quietly. Watch Zhang Yong perform.

'Section Chief,'

another subordinate arrives.

Uekawa Kagami turns back.

'Section Chief, the Nan Agency has caused an explosion at the Jinling Shimonoseki Railway Station.'

'I know. Go!'

'Yes!'

The subordinate retreated.

Uekawa Kagami's mouth curled up in a sneer.

'These idiots! They can't wait to go to the guillotine!'

'Let them! The more chaos, the better.'

'The more chaos, the more people get caught, sooner or later they'll be like the Kirin Agency!'

'Bunch of idiots...'

She said that, but in fact, she was also a little worried.

She just doesn't know where the wind came from, saying that the Army Ministry and the Ministry of Internal Affairs may merge the functions of the Special High Police Department.

That is, some of the military police will be incorporated into the Special High Police Department. The military and the police will be one.

The main purpose of the propaganda on the surface is still to deal with anti-Japanese elements.

However, everyone knows the truth behind it.

The struggle for power.

The Army Ministry is getting stronger and stronger, and it has already begun to want to annex the Special High Police Department.

Once the Special High Police Department is absorbed into the military, it will become a liability. At that point, the Special High Police Department will lose its original function of monitoring the military.

Once it is absorbed into the military, how can it monitor the military? It will only be dismantled and divided by the military.

However, is the Ministry of Internal Affairs an opponent of the military?

I'm afraid not.

What a tragic future!

...

Zhang Yong did not go to Shimonoseki Station. Because he was not needed.

The military police headquarters had already sent someone. The leader was Gu Bafeng. He also wanted to catch a few Japanese spies to show off.

The Fuxing Society also had a large number of personnel stationed at the Shimonoseki Railway Station.

Zhou Weilong, the intelligence chief, had been there all along. There were also Yan Guangkun and Dai Yice, two action teams rotating.

I wonder if they caught any Japanese spies?

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Song Ziyu's eyes began to take on a curious expression.

What a busy man! Team Leader Zhang Da! The phone keeps ringing...

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver.

He found it was Kong Fansong calling.

Oh, I see. It's him getting anxious too.

Okay, tell him!

'Oh, Director Kong, I forgot to tell you, the metal master has been obtained...'

'Obtained? Really?'

'Really. We found it on the Japanese spy two days ago. But I have been really busy these past few days. I'm really sorry. I'll send it over to you right away...'

'No need. I'll come and get it. I'll come and get it.'

'That's fine. Song Ziyu is here too. You can take her back with you later.'

'Good, good. Good.'

Kong Fansong was overjoyed. He hurriedly brought someone over.

Finally, it was completely resolved.

Once he has the metal plates back, the legal tender can officially begin production and be printed in large quantities. Then it can be put on the market.

Zhang Yong put down the receiver.

It was a bit of a pity. He hadn't been able to trick Chun Yu Chi.

He had wanted to use the two metal plates to set a trap, but unfortunately he didn't get the chance.

Now Kong Fansong was in such a hurry, he had to hand them over first. After all, he had also promised 10,000 US dollars. He shouldn't go back on his word!

'What did you do for Kong Fansong?'

'Just these two things.'

Zhang Yong took out the two metal plates.

Song Ziyu curiously picked them up and looked at them closely.

'To print money?'

'Yes.'

'The Japanese stole them?'

'Yes.'

'Do the Japanese want to use them to print money?'

'I think so!'

Zhang Yong nodded. He tried hard to search for relevant memories.

He couldn't remember the specific information. But it seemed that he had read some sarcastic comments written by some readers on a forum.

It said that the Japanese could not print counterfeit currency fast enough to keep up with the devaluation of the legal tender. The Japanese had only printed 20,000 counterfeit bills, but the Nationalist government had already printed 200 million. As a result, the Japanese counterfeit currency was practically useless.

In 1940, 100 yuan could buy a cow. By 1945, it could not even buy an egg.

The speed of devaluation left the Japanese dumbfounded. They couldn't believe it.

The Japanese were so worried about the devaluation of the currency that they didn't dare print too many counterfeit bills. However, the Nationalist government was printing them like crazy without any restrictions.

In two or three months, the currency would be officially issued nationwide and promoted nationwide. At this time, its value was the highest. One yuan was equivalent to one dollar, and its purchasing power was formidable.

Looking around, he decided to whisper something secret to Song Ziyu.

'If you get the currency in the future, you'd better spend it immediately. Or exchange it for dollars. Or dollars, pounds, whatever.'

'Why?'

'Because it will soon lose its value.'

'Huh?'

'It will lose value very, very quickly.'

'Huh?'

'In short, don't hoard fiat currency. And especially don't store it away. Otherwise, the longer you leave it, the more you will lose.'

'Huh...'

Song Ziyu didn't understand.

Zhang Yong didn't go into detail.

She should soon understand. Because she is surrounded by smart people.

The four families of Chiang, Soong, Kung and Chen all used fiat currency to amass wealth. Many middle-class people were quickly stripped of their wealth. They ended up going bankrupt.

With the issuance of fiat currency, large coins were also banned from circulation. All private silver coins were forced to be exchanged for fiat currency. And who ended up with the silver coins that had been hoarded? Of course, it was the hands of the four families.

This was the most primitive means of amassing wealth. Using paper money to forcibly plunder your physical gold and silver.

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Song Ziyu pouted. It seemed to say, 'What a busy person!'

Zhang Yong signalled her to be quiet. Then he picked up the phone. He found that it was Mao Renfeng calling again.

'Shaolong, is Miss Song still with you?'

'Yes!'

'You and Miss Song come to the office of the Director.'

'Yes.'

'Do you have your uniform? Change into it.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong then looked for his uniform. He was ready to change.

When he came to Jinling, he didn't bring his uniform. But this is the headquarters, there are plenty of uniforms. Just get two extra sets and that's it.

'What for?'

'The director told me to change into my uniform and go see him. Bring you with me.'

'Bring me with you?'

'Yes. I don't know what it's about. Wait for me a moment.'

'Okay!'

Song Ziyu lightly bit her lip.

Zhang Yong quickly changed into his military uniform and came out. Song Ziyu's eyes sparkled slightly.

Although the uniform of a junior officer was not impressive, clothes make the man, and Zhang Yong, although plain in appearance and everything else, was over 1.7 metres tall.

Once he put on the uniform, his appearance was not bad. Eighty out of a hundred, at least.

'Let's go!'

'Okay!'

The two arrived at the headquarters and went to the office of the Director General.

Mao Renfeng had also changed into military uniform. He wore the rank of colonel. Although he looked like a smiling Buddha, the uniform looked quite good on him.

Zhang Yong asked in a low voice, 'Secretary Mao, why did the Director ask me to come here?'

'The Director wants to personally confer the rank on you,' Mao Renfeng explained with a smile.

'Huh?'

'You cannot appear in public. No photos. We can only invite Miss Song to be the audience.'

'Oh,'

Zhang Yong nodded. So that was what was going on.

I thought there was something else going on.

Song Ziyu smiled and said, 'Secretary Mao, I'd be happy to.'

'Thank you, Miss Song. Please.'

'Please!'

Secretary Mao led the two of them in.

Sure enough, in the office, the Director also changed into military uniform. Wearing the rank of Major General.

In fact, according to the military rank system, the Director was still a Colonel. The same rank as Chu Yunfei. However, the Fuxing Society was a self-contained system, and basically everyone was one rank higher.

Mao Renfeng was still a major in the military rank system. Now he wears a colonel's rank.

For Zhang Yong, it's a captain's rank.

If we talk about military ranks, the Military Rank Office doesn't even have his file.

'Director!'

'Good. Not bad.'

'Director, I'm not a lieutenant?'

'You've done great work, so you've been promoted over the ranks. You're a lieutenant in name only.'

'Thank you, Director!'

'Attention!'

The director shouted the command and helped him change his rank to captain.

Song Ziyu applauded enthusiastically from the side.

'Keep up the good work!'

'One more promotion, and even the uniform will change.'

'Yes.'

Secretary Mao said with a smile, 'It's almost time...'

The office manager turned to Song Ziyu and said, 'Miss Song, you've worked hard. You'll have to come to our Fuxing Society often in the future and report more often.'

'I will. I don't work hard. You guys are the ones who have to catch the Japanese spies.'

'You continue to interview Shaolong.'

'Yes!'

The two of them came out.

As soon as they returned to the office, a convoy arrived outside.

But it was Kong Fansong.