Chapter 341: and the moneybags

'Where does Tian Yuman live?'

'Wuhou Street. No. 282.'

'I know, go rest! I'll take care of the rest!'

'I'm exhausted!'

Yang Lichu turned and went to bed.

She really couldn't handle staying up late like this to investigate.

Zhang Ping couldn't handle it either.

In the end, the Special Investigation Department of the Restoration Society had to take on all the work.

Yang Zhi couldn't help but glare at them. He felt that these people from the Air Force were all a bunch of spoiled brats.

They couldn't bear hardship at all.

'They really are all spoiled brats,' Zhang Yong said.

You're not wrong!

The vast majority of pilots have a background of studying abroad.

In this era, those who can study abroad are either rich or noble. There are very few people like Gao Yuanhang, who came from a commoner background.

Besides, Gao Yuanhang was also sent abroad to study. He can also be considered a young master.

To speak of hardship, they really can't.

Their occupation also dictates that they cannot simply endure hardship to be competent.

Only these agents of the Restoration Society are destined to endure hardship...

'Yang Zhi!'

'Present!'

'Wei Yong!'

'Present!'

'Let's go!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong quickly set off with the team.

First, they headed for Gaomiao Road.

He was going to circle Gaomiao Road to see if there were any Japanese spies.

Then they would compress inward and enter Wuhou Road.

If there were any Japanese spies, they would be arrested on the spot. If they were valuable, they would be taken back. If they were not valuable, they would be executed directly.

The emphasis was on being strict, severe and swift.

Spies were not prisoners. They were not protected by the Geneva Convention. No one would care if they reported it to heaven.

Besides, the Japanese invaders would definitely not dare admit that the people killed were their own people.

Soon, the convoy reached Gaomiao Road. Then it drove slowly along Gaomiao Road. Zhang Yong scanned both sides carefully.

A red dot appeared.

Unfortunately, it was not on Gaomiao Road. It was two blocks away.

So the car stopped quietly. Zhang Yong and Wei Yong walked to the adjacent street. They observed in secret.

They found the target.

It was a gentle-looking man. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Judging by his attire, it seems that he works in a certain department. He also seems to be involved in foreign trade. People who run trading companies generally dress like this.

Without making a sound,

they go back.

Get in the car. Continue scanning along Gaomiao Road.

After one round, they discover a Japanese spy. The others are all Japanese people with open identities.

They then arrive at Wuhou Road.

They go all the way to No. 282.

They discover that it is an exquisite little building. There are many mandala flowers planted outside.

Take a closer look. You'll see that the inside and outside of the building are very clean. The mandala flowers are also growing well. It's obvious that someone is taking care of them.

Could it be that the young widow has returned? If so, she's got some nerve.

Wave your hand. Tell the men to get out of the car. Surround the building.

Yang Zhi leads the men in and breaks in.

'Don't move!'

'Don't move!'

Soon, they control the person inside. But it's an old maid.

She could be 60 or 70 years old. She seems a little slow. She doesn't even flinch when she's confronted with a gun.

Well, she's a hand-picked old woman! Deaf and dumb. She definitely doesn't know anything.

Tian Yuman, that must be a fake name too. Once the mission is over, she'll be discarded immediately. Then she'll start a new identity with fake documents.

I'm in trouble. Where do I find this Tian Yuman?

God, come and help! You sent me to this era, you have to feed me...

'Beep!'

'Beep!'

Suddenly, there was the sound of a car horn.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at the road. He noticed a black car parked nearby. Several secret agents tried to block it from approaching.

The car door opened. A man in a suit got out. It was Kong Fansong.

'Shaolong!'

Kong Fansong greeted him from afar.

Zhang Yong hurried over quickly. He had a good impression of Kong Fansong.

He paid promptly.

Never defaulted.

He gives the exact amount in US dollars. Not a cent less.

If all business partners were as easygoing as him, life would be great. Unfortunately, he is the only one like him.

'Director Kong!'

'Shaolong, you came to Jinling without telling me! You're not giving me any face!'

'Sorry, I'll be more careful next time.'

'What? Are you busy?'

'I'm looking for someone. But I don't have any clues.'

'You're looking for Tian Yuman?'

'What? You know her?'

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that there was a chance. Was this a blessing from heaven?

He had just muttered a few words, and heaven had really sent an insider.

Kong Fansong actually knew about Tian Yuman, and that was definitely promising!

"First, tell me, who is Tian Yuman involved with? Is the problem serious?'

'She is involved with an air force pilot. His name is Yang Junjian. His father is Yang Zhisong. He is in the military police headquarters. Have you heard about it?'

'So it's him. What? He's connected to Tian Yuman? No way!'

'Oh? So what?'

'Tian Yuman shouldn't take business from pilots, right?'

'No?'

'Come, this way!'

Kong Fansong waved his hand. Inviting him to come over.

Zhang Yong waved his hand at the others. Telling them to stay away. Be vigilant.

'Tian Yuman is high-end.'

'What?'

'She only does business with people of status. Yang Junjian would never have been good enough for her if he had just been a pilot. Even her father, a colonel, was not good enough for her.'

'So high-end?'

'Think about it, what kind of place is Jinling? What's a military police colonel?'

'But she's gone now. I still need to find her.'

'Go and have a look on Qinglian Street or Luotang Road. She's got three dens. She might be there.'

'Oh? Qinglian Street? Luotang Road?'

'Yes. Someone in her position has residences in many places. It's convenient for doing business.'

'I see.'

'Give me a call when you're done.'

'It's something.'

'A little personal matter. A trivial matter.'

'Tell me. I'm in no hurry anyway. I can help you first.'

'Help me find someone.'

'Who?'

'The metal master copy of the legal tender was stolen, and we also have a traitor within the ranks. Son of a bitch. He's gone. I've sent a lot of people to look for him. They haven't found him. I can only trouble you. The reward is negotiable.'

'Who? What's his name?'

'I'll give you his details later. I don't have them with me now. When I find him, I'll skin him alive.'

'I understand. I'll call you back.'

'Thanks!'

'By the way, the legal tender...'

'will be officially launched on the market in November. Do you want to get some in advance?'

'No thanks!'

'Goodbye!'

'Goodbye!'

Kong Fansong got into his car and drove off.

Zhang Yong thought to himself, 'Am I crazy to exchange my gold for fiat currency?

Gold will never depreciate in value. The US dollar and the British pound are also relatively stable. But fiat currency...

In less than two years, the value of fiat currency will have dropped by half.

By 1940, 100 yuan in fiat currency will only buy one cow. But 100 yuan in gold will buy five cows! After that, the value of fiat currency will only continue to depreciate...

'Yang Zhi!'

'Present!'

'Let's go! We're going to Qinglian Street!'

'Yes!'

Yang Zhi agreed.

He immediately directed the staff to get into the car. Departure for Qinglian Street.

Smooth arrival near Qinglian Street. A red dot is cut into the edge of the map. Upon closer inspection, it is found to be the Japanese spy from before.

He is sitting inside a teahouse, pretending to read the newspaper.

Zhang Yong is monitoring from afar, without alerting the other party. Could this Japanese spy be making contact?

Soon after, Zhang Yong noticed a woman wearing a black dress approaching the Japanese spy. She then passed by the Japanese spy.

She didn't stop.

She was just passing by.

But Zhang Yong believed that they had already completed the handover.

It was possible that they had given the Japanese spy something. Or they had taken something from the Japanese spy.

'Wei Yong!'

'Here!'

'Go with me to make an arrest!'

'Yes!'

'Yang Zhi, wait here.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong quickly arranged things.

Then he led Wei Yong quietly closer to the target.

The woman had already been marked on the map by him. No matter where they went, they could recognise her.

They gradually drew closer.

They discovered that the woman was walking in the direction of Luotang Road.

Huh?

A strange thought came to mind.

Could this woman be Tian Yuman?

What a coincidence...

If she is Tian Yuman, that would be great. If not, there might be a connection.

They continued to draw closer.

Cut across the road, and intercept the woman.

When she crosses an alley, block her front and back, and immediately trap her in the middle.

'You...'

The woman panicked.

She didn't know who these people were who had suddenly appeared.

However, her intuition told her that they were definitely not just small fry.

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Someone immediately rushed up.

Arrest the person.

Search the person.

Make sure there is no danger.

Then escort the woman to Zhang Yong.

'Tian Yuman.'

'What?'

'Tell me, where is Tian Yuman?'

'I, I...'

'If you don't tell me, I'll use this dagger and stab it into your chest, and then all the way down to your groin...'

'No, no...'

The woman suddenly turned pale.

She couldn't imagine what that would be like.

'She, she's not here...'

'Who?'

'Tian, Tian Yuman...'

'Where did she go?'

'Director Hu...'

'What Director Hu...'

'From the Civil Affairs Department...'

'What for?'

'To...'

'When will she be back?'

'I don't know. Whenever she goes to Director Hu's place, she stays overnight.'

'Who was the man you were just meeting?'

'He's Tian Yuman's cousin.'

'Cousin?'

'Yes. He's a cousin. He's back from Southeast Asia. He's very rich. He owns a trading company.'

'Then what were you doing sneaking around?'

'I, I was taking something...'

'Show it.'

'I've torn it up.'

'Torn up what?'

'It was a note. It had a string of numbers on it. I memorised the numbers...'

'Write it down!'

Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper and a pen.

The woman obediently wrote out the numbers.

'What's it for?'

'It's the safe deposit box code.'

'Safe deposit box where?'

'The Commercial Bank.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's expression changed.

The Commercial Bank? Tian Qingyuan (Yosuke Kikuta)?

It seems that this Japanese spy is quite interesting. I guess he is in charge of providing funds.

Damn, the Japanese spies actually have money!

Could there be a hidden financial backer that has not been uncovered?

Suddenly, there is motivation.

It's not that there are too many Japanese spies. It's just that they don't have money.

Without money, there is no motivation.

With money, there is motivation!

The Japanese spy may have used money to bribe Tian Yuman to do things for them.

Tian Yuman was money-grubbing, and then she found a way to seduce Yang Junjian. She charmed him to the point of losing his mind.

For a young man like Yang Junjian, who is full of blood and passion, Tian Yuman is even more attractive than a girlfriend. She knows everything. Once he got a taste for it, how could he bear it?

Then Tian Yuman instructed him to steal the memorandum. She might even have personally taught him how to do it.

Once he had the memorandum in his hands, she immediately disappeared.

She really was a very astute woman.

Unfortunately...

The Japanese spy had been discovered by himself.

What should he do next?

Of course, he had to go and withdraw the money.

It didn't matter if he was caught or not. But the money had to be retrieved!

Go!

First, withdraw the money from the bank!