Chapter 356: If you don't take it, how can I?

The two red dots were getting further and further away from the car.

In the end, they were actually beyond the scope of the map.

Zhang Yong was puzzled.

What were the two Japanese spies up to?

What kind of shady business were they conducting by parking the car so far away?

Was it something they were ashamed of?

Looking at the time, it was already past 1am. Indeed, it was a good time for doing something shameful.

He decided to take action. He went over to take a look.

'Is there anyone else in the car?' Yang Lichu asked cautiously.

'I don't think so,' Zhang Yong said deliberately ambiguously.

In the dark, no one could tell whether there was anyone in the car or not. He couldn't be too sure either.

In fact, he dared to go over there only because there was no one in the car.

If there was someone hiding, he wouldn't dare to take the risk.

'Then be careful,'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Everyone began to move.

They all walked on tiptoe, afraid of making any noise. They held their guns in their hands.

If anything unexpected happened, they would immediately solve it with bullets.

Fortunately, no accidents occurred.

The two Japanese spies walked away. There was no one near the car.

They successfully approached the Cadillac.

Zhang Yong walked to the back of the car, took out his tools, and tried to open the trunk.

However...

It didn't work.

Huh? It's been modified?

What kind of car is this? It's been modified to open the boot?

I could just take an axe to it...

'You try,'

Zhang Yong said, and asked someone else to try to unlock the boot. But that also failed.

The Fu Xing She set of lock-picking tools didn't work on this kind of lock.

Weird.

And a little angry.

What was the Japanese spy up to? Making such a big mystery of it.

More and more unwilling,

'Bring up the little nail!'

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes. He thought of the habitual thief.

If even the habitual thief couldn't solve it, then there was only one thing to do: use an axe to hack it open.

Soon, Xiaobingzi was brought up, covering his ears. Yang Lichu arrived at the same time. Noticing that there was no danger, she also came to watch the fun.

'Open the lock,'

Zhang Yong said concisely.

Xiaobingzi didn't dare to be negligent, covering his ears and stepping forward.

After fiddling with the tools he had brought for a while, he successfully opened the lock.

Haha. This habitual thief is quite something!

Good, let's keep him for now.

Maybe he'll be useful in the future.

Zhang Yong opened the boot of the car. His eyes lit up. The handbag was still there.

Momotaro and Yin Taesik had not taken the handbag. Haha. This is truly a stroke of good fortune! It's mine now!

Without thinking, he immediately took the handbag.

The result...

It felt heavy. It was hard to hold.

He unzips it. In the faint light, he can see that it is full of banknotes.

There are US dollars, British pounds and even silver notes. They are all in bundles. There must be a hundred or so bundles. There is no doubt about it. Tonight is going to be a windfall.

'Wei Yong!'

'Yes!'

'You take it! Get it to my car!'

'Yes!'

'Everyone else, withdraw! Go back to base!'

'Yes!'

Everyone moves immediately.

Yang Lichu's lips parted slightly. But in the end, she didn't say anything.

Zhang Yong asked, 'What?'

'Forget about Yin Taeseok?' Yang Lichu asked quietly.

'We got what we wanted. Forget about him.'

'What about him...'

'We'll deal with him next time.'

'Oh...'

Yang Lichu seemed to understand but not.

It felt like the operation tonight was a bit of a half-measure?

However, Zhang Yong knew exactly what his goal was. It was to get money. Now that he had got the money, he would leave the rest alone for the time being.

That guy, Miyamoto Teguma, was still very difficult to deal with. He didn't have enough people with him. If he wasn't careful, there would be a lot of casualties.

He would wait until next time, when he was ready.

By the way, those people from the 19th Route Army didn't seem to know him very well.

They had clearly taken his money, but no one was willing to be honest with him. There was no trust.

It seems that he is the only one who feels this way.

Who cares, he quickly returned to the scene.

He got into his car and drove off quickly.

Calm returned to the narrow alley.

About ten minutes later, Miyamoto returned alone.

They had contacted the other party. He also reconnoitred the surroundings. He was sure there was no ambush. He then returned to get the handbag.

However, when he opened the boot, he suddenly froze.

It was empty. The bag was gone.

For a moment, his mind went blank. He couldn't even think of what had happened.

He had never encountered anything like this before.

Subconsciously, he opened the car door to see if the bag had been misplaced. As a result, he searched the entire car but couldn't find the bag.

Finally, his face turned white.

The Miyamoto family, of all people, had actually been burgled!

Just half an hour after he left, his car had been broken into.

He looked up.

He looked at the sky.

He couldn't accept this fact.

Really.

Never before.

He hadn't even thought about it.

Because he was very confident in his own strength.

In a fight, no one could beat him. Even if he was attacked by a group, he could still get away unscathed.

So to speak, he had never suffered any losses.

However, this time...

He really had been robbed.

The handbag was gone.

The huge amount of money inside the handbag was gone...

The huge amount of money was gone...

It was gone...

In the end, thousands of words were condensed into two words –

hysteria.

It was tragic.

'Baka!'

...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

It was very strong, and he sneezed seven or eight times in a row before stopping.

Fortunately, he wasn't driving. Otherwise, he might have crashed headlong into the ditch.

He grumbled inwardly.

Who the hell is cursing me from behind? It seems like the cursing is really vicious? Who have I offended?

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

He sneezed the whole way.

Until Yang Lichu handed him a handkerchief to cover his nose. Breathe through your mouth.

That made it a little quieter.

Finally, they returned to the air base. It was already 2am.

However, no one was sleepy. Not even Yang Lichu.

Zhang Yong and Yang Lichu carried the heavy suitcase back to the office.

They gasped for breath.

The suitcase was really heavy. It felt like it weighed over 100 catties.

Wasn't it full of money? How come it was so heavy?

'Puff!'

The suitcase was placed heavily on the ground.

Zhang Yong sat down with a sense of relief.

Damn, I'm exhausted.

Yang Lichu looked at him. Her face was full of anticipation.

She also finds the bag heavy. It's exhausting. But that's why she's looking forward to it!

She's dying to know what's inside.

If the Japanese spy so much on it, it must be something really good.

Zhang Yong waves his hand wearily. 'You open it and have a look.'

'Me?' Yang Lichu is a little nervous, a little excited. And a little curious. Then curiosity wins out.

What could be inside?

She didn't see anything when Zhang Yong opened the bag a moment ago.

She calmed down for a moment. Then she reached in and unzipped the bag.

This kind of handbag was very special, and it had a zipper. At that time, it was quite rare.

'Ah...'

The next moment, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

My God, it was full of banknotes! So many. It filled an entire handbag!

US dollars! British pounds! Silver notes...

It was dazzling and overwhelming.

There were bundles upon bundles, and they were all full.

She was too shocked to describe it.

No wonder Zhang Yong was so keen to catch the Japanese spies. It turns out that Japanese spies are really rich...

No, they are very, very, very rich.

Just this bag alone is estimated to be worth tens of thousands of dollars. The Japanese spies are crazy. Carrying so much money in the car.

And where on earth did they get so much money?

Did Yoon Tae-seok provide it?

'Here, let me count it.' Zhang Yong perked up.

Tired? Not tired anymore.

How could you be tired when you're looking at so many banknotes?

During the day, he had given almost all the US dollars to Song Ziyu to buy stocks and land, and was in urgent need of replenishment.

Unexpectedly, he pulled off such a big deal tonight.

This bag is enough to cover the annual funding of the Third Branch of Intelligence.

The key is that this deal was still taken from the hands of Miyuki. That was a real tooth pulled from the tiger's mouth.

It is estimated that Miyuki may spit blood when he finds out.

But what can he do? He has no idea who did it.

He probably wouldn't dare to make it public, as it would be such a shame. Otherwise, the Miyamoto family would lose face.

'You record it!' Zhang Yong said to Yang Lichu.

At that moment, they were the only two people in the office. It was just the right amount to swallow.

Later, if anyone asked, he could swear that

Yang Lichu and he had counted the money. Yang Lichu was the witness. What evidence do you have to say I swallowed it?

'Good!'

Yang Lichu brought paper and pen.

Zhang Yong deliberately told her to face the table. This way, she couldn't see the bag.

This gave him the opportunity to embezzle.

Yang Lichu, of course, didn't see anything wrong with this.

Zhang Yong picked up a stack of US dollars. They were all 10-dollar bills. There were 50 in each stack.

Okay, let's start.

'Five hundred dollars,'

Zhang Yong said, and then placed the stack of US dollars in front of Yang Lichu.

Yang Lichu bowed her head and began to make a note.

Zhang Yong picked up a stack of the same US dollars and stored them in his space. Then he picked up a third stack.

'Five hundred US dollars.'

He placed it on the table again.

Yang Lichu bowed her head and kept recording. She had no time to look away.

Zhang Yong swallowed another stack.

Then he picked up a fifth stack and placed it on the table.

'Five hundred US dollars...'

'Five hundred US dollars...'

'Five hundred US dollars...'

Record one stack, swallow another. It felt so good.

Even so, in a short while, the table in front of Yang Lichu was also full of US dollars.

Half were swallowed.

Half were registered.

In the end, thirty piles were registered. Thirty piles were swallowed. Each pile was 500 US dollars.

In other words, there were originally 30,000 US dollars in the handbag. Goodness. This Yin Taishi is really rich. He took out 30,000 US dollars in one go!

What on earth are they going to do with so many US dollars? This is a huge sum of money!

'Ah, so much...'

Yang Lichu finally finished registering. Her eyes were full of emotion.

Fifteen thousand US dollars! So much! Even though she was the daughter of the deputy head of the Ministry of Justice, she had never seen so many US dollars before.

It should be noted that US dollars were very valuable at that time. One US dollar could be exchanged for five or six silver dollars. On the black market, it could even be exchanged for seven. In other words, fifteen thousand US dollars was almost one hundred thousand tael.

Even for wealthy families, 100,000 taels of silver was a lot of money.

'The Japanese spy is really rich.' Zhang Yong deliberately leaned closer to her ear, "As long as you don't go and tell on me, I guarantee that you will become a little rich woman in the future.'

'When did I ever tell on you?" Yang Lichu bit her lip, "Don't falsely accuse me.'

'Don't get me wrong. I'm just being paranoid about a potential traitor." Zhang Yong's attitude was correct, and he lowered his posture, 'Isn't this because you're afraid someone will find out?'

'Madam has already said that this is the funding for the Third Bureau of Intelligence,' Yang Lichu's butt wobbled.

With so many US dollars, she couldn't help but be tempted!

This wasn't a matter of principle. Why be the villain? It was Madam who had given permission. Of course she accepted.

'Then there's no problem,' Zhang Yong beamed.

As long as he could get rid of Yang Lichu, he was not worried about the funding for the Third Bureau of Intelligence in the future.

Haha. He can't be allowed to do his job properly. But if the Japanese spy can't do his job properly, that's his strong point. He's good at causing trouble and sabotage.

So what if Miyamoto Tetsuma is so powerful? You're still taking food from him, aren't you?

As long as you don't meet him, what does it matter if he can fly?

He picked up a stack of US dollars and pushed it in front of Yang Lichu, 'This is the compensation from the government for your trench coat.'

'You don't need to give me so much,' Yang Lichu hurriedly shook her head.

'There may be losses next time,' Zhang Yong was determined to conquer her with money.

Admittedly, she was definitely not a greedy woman.

However, as long as there was a valid reason, she could still be corrupted.

'Next time?'

'Yes. In the future, when our Intelligence Department III fights against Japanese spies, there may be more losses. Reimbursement every now and then. You're annoyed, and so am I. I'll simply give you 500 US dollars. You decide what to do with it. If it's not enough, you can come back for more. This way, we can both save time. We can then save more time and use it for our real work.'

'This...'

'You see, we've already lost several minutes. We haven't finished counting the rest.'

'Okay then!'

Yang Lichu was indeed defeated by his righteous and solemn words.

It seemed that this was indeed the right thing to do. She didn't intend to take advantage of the situation either. But the loss definitely had to be made up for!

She couldn't keep losing money and working for free!

She finally accepted the $500.

Zhang Yong secretly began to gloat inwardly.

Good, I've got her.

She won't stand in my way when it comes to making money in the future.

As long as she doesn't go and tell Madam, Madam won't know how much the Third Section is really earning. Then I can get away with it.

'Continue counting the pounds.'

'Okay!'

The two of them got back to work.

As before, Zhang Yong was in charge of taking the money. Yang Lichu was in charge of recording it.

As before, they took a stack of money. They swallowed it.

'Five hundred pounds...'

'Five hundred pounds...'

There weren't that many pounds. Only twenty bundles were registered. That's ten thousand pounds. Another twenty bundles were swallowed up.

Yang Lichu looked at the registered data and was amazed.

It felt like too much...

'What are the Japanese spies going to do with so much money?'

'They're probably trying to bribe someone.'

'With so many dollars and pounds, who are they trying to bribe?'

'It's probably someone important!'

'Are they meeting someone important? Should we just go over there and arrest them?'

'Of course not. They're probably contacts sent by someone important.'

'Middlemen?'

'Yes, middlemen.'

'So even if we go over there, we won't be able to arrest the person important?'

'No.'

Zhang Yong answered with certainty. This was obvious.

No one important would be so stupid as to go and collect the money themselves. They weren't that stupid.

Even I, Zhang Yong, am not that stupid.

How about the other people?

You saw how Yu Zesheng collected the money, he had the people from the gangs do it for him.

He wanted to be absolutely sure.

In fact, everyone who can get to the top in the Fruit Party has an IQ of over 150. If they didn't have that kind of intelligence, they would have been eliminated long ago. Where would they have gotten to?

When it comes to making money, the people on the Red Party side can't even keep up if they're riding a bicycle.

They have long since developed a very skilled method for handling all kinds of collections.

It goes through the gang's hands.

That's collecting gang money. Not collecting Japanese money.

There's a fundamental difference. No one can do anything about it.

Besides, even if they catch him, so what? He'll just get himself into countless troubles.

It's like stirring up a hornet's nest. He'll incur the wrath of everyone.

He'll immediately become the enemy of everyone.

If he, Zhang Yong, really arrests some big shot tonight, he won't get praise, but suspicion and alienation.

You've broken the unspoken rules of the entire Gu Party officialdom. You still want to be the centre of attention? Dream on!

You're standing in the way of other people getting rich, so of course they'll find a way to get rid of you. Even the Director of the Department has to think carefully. What if one day you get distracted and arrest the Director of the Department...

You'll be banished to the far corners of the country, and that'll be the best outcome. The worst thing that could happen is...

Your ideas come to a sudden end.

But Zhang Yong casually picked up a banknote and discovered that it was actually a 500 silver dollar note. It was even issued by Citibank.

This was amazing. It was actually a 500-denomination note. And there were so many of them.

Even though he had swallowed countless assets, at this moment, he still felt very shocked. The amount was really a bit large.

There were bundles and bundles of banknotes, estimated to be hundreds of bundles.

If they were all 500 silver dollar notes,

Wow, who exactly are they trying to bribe?

He couldn't help but wonder.

US$30,000, £20,000, or even a hundred thousand silver dollars could all buy the deputy department head.

Even Yang Lichu's father, the deputy head of the Ministry of Justice, couldn't possibly be unmoved. The US dollars and British pounds inside were really something! If they were deposited abroad, they could be withdrawn at any time.

He began to register them.

The banknotes were all in bundles of twenty. That was ten thousand silver dollars.

'Ten thousand silver dollars...'

'10,000 silver dollars...'

The usual rule: register one stack and swallow another.

In the end, there were still 150 stacks left. That's 150,000 silver dollars.

Together with the swallowed ones, that's 300,000 silver dollars.

This is a terrifying amount.

He had never received so much silver dollars at once before.

As expected, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.

Miyamoto Tega is very powerful. He is someone you don't want to mess with.

But once he did, he made a fortune.

30,000 US dollars...

20,000 pounds...

300,000 silver dollars...

Who was Tezuka Miyamoto trying to bribe?

How could the Japanese part with such a huge sum of money?

He was up to no good!

'No...'

Yang Lichu suddenly said to herself.

Zhang Yong was still deep in thought, and it took him a moment to react.

Right, this is not normal!

It's all paper money, so how could it be so heavy?

After emptying the bag of all its contents, she found that it was still heavy.

This was strange.

So she carefully inspected the bag.

Oh, it turned out that at the bottom there was a hidden layer.

How exciting.

Could it be gold bars?

It was so heavy, so it must be gold bars.

Wow...

I've struck it rich...

She excitedly opened it. But she was greatly disappointed.

There were no gold bars inside.

Not a single one.

There were only silver dollars, one after the other.

There were about 50 of them. That's 2,500 silver dollars. No wonder it felt so heavy.

The standard weight of a silver dollar is about 27 grams. 2,500 silver dollars weigh about 67 kilograms. That's more than 130 catties. No wonder it felt so heavy.

It's strange. Why did the Japanese put silver dollars in there?

2,500 silver dollars can be easily replaced with five silver banknotes. How convenient.

The only function of these silver dollars is to increase the weight of the bag. It makes people think that the contents are very valuable.

That should be the case...

In fact, it's a fraud.

A heavy bag does add a lot of credibility.

Well, these Japanese invaders are really clever. They can think of such a method. I'm so happy for nothing.

Never mind. This money can be used to reward the operatives tonight.

Team leader, 100 yuan each. Everyone else, 50 yuan each.

Zhang Yong and Yang Lichu don't need it. They've all been given silver notes. One note each.

That's 500 yuan each.

Yang Lichu doesn't think this is quite right. The amount is too large.

However, she is soon convinced by Zhang Yong's words. Zhang Yong tells her:

'If you don't take it, how can I take it?'

'If I don't take it, how can the team leader below me take it?'

'If the team leader doesn't take it, how can the other agents take it?'

'If the other agents don't take it, how can we fight?'

'Therefore, if you don't take it, it will seriously affect the combat effectiveness of our entire Intelligence Department...'

In the end, Yang Lichu took it.

It seemed to be a reasonable argument.

If she didn't take it, the lowest-level agents wouldn't be able to get it.

In order for the lowest-level agents to receive the benefits, she had to compromise. She could just work hard in the future.

'Yang Zhi!'

'Here!'

'Wei Yong!'

'Here!'

Zhang Yong called the two of them over. Rewards were handed out on the spot.

One for each. There were plenty.

As a result, everyone was very quiet. They all tried hard to hold back their excitement and agitation.

They had already been rewarded many times.

Following Captain Zhang had its advantages. There was plenty of money to go around. Benefits were plentiful.

Any operation could reap a large sum of money.

'Everyone has worked hard!' Zhang Yong said to everyone, "Take some time to rest. We have to go back to Songhu early tomorrow morning.'

'Don't worry, Captain, we promise to complete the mission!" Yang Zhi replied solemnly.

The others were too excited to sleep.

Where was there any need to rest?

They weren't even tired enough to fall asleep on the train. As long as they followed Captain Zhang to get rich,

'Yang Zhi!'

'Here!'

'Be sure to bring enough weapons and ammunition in the morning. Just in case there's an accident on the way.'

'Understood!'

Yang Zhi and Wei Yong promised and left.

Yang Lizhu felt for the first time that she wasn't sleepy late at night. Her mind was still quite excited.

Strictly speaking, this was her first time participating in an operation in depth.

If the Japanese spies wanted to retaliate, she estimated that her name, Yang Lizhu, would also be on the blacklist. She was sure she couldn't escape.

'Why don't I borrow some guns for you?' Yang Lizhu volunteered.

'Can you borrow them?' Zhang Yong of course wouldn't refuse.

'I'll try. What kind of guns do you want?'

'Rifles.'

'Great!'

Yang Lichu went off.

Soon after, she returned with two soldiers. Each of them was carrying two Springfield M1903 rifles.

These were brand new Citic Zhongzhengs. They came with 100 rounds of ammunition.

'Thank you!'

'Be careful on the road tomorrow.'

'I know. You go and rest!'

'Okay!'

Yang Lichu finally left.

Zhang Yong also went back to the temporary dormitory to rest.

Tonight was just a minor incident. Tomorrow is the main event.

Yang Junjian must be captured.

If he doesn't return alive, he must be returned dead.

Once this task is completed, Song Ziyu will be able to impress Madam even more...

He fell asleep in a daze.

He woke up in the morning. After packing, he was ready to go.

Yang Lichu had also surprisingly got up. She came to see him off.

'I'll leave it to you here, Director Yang,' Zhang Yong joked.

'Be careful on the road,' Yang Lichu ignored him.

'I will,' Zhang Yong did not dare to set any flags. He was even more afraid of saying it was fine with a pat on his chest.

In TV dramas, people like this often quickly receive their boxed lunches.

He didn't want to hang up so soon yet.

'Goodbye!'

'Goodbye!'

Get in the car. Then go to the train station.

After arriving at the train station, call the director again.

As a result, the director hesitated for a moment, unable to say what he wanted to say. In the end, he said, 'Be careful on the road.'

'Thank you, director. Goodbye,' Zhang Yong responded politely.

He put down the receiver. Inside, he muttered to himself.

The director's reaction was strange. Previously, he had asked Zhang Yong to stay for two more days without saying why.

Now that Zhang Yong was leaving, he was also indecisive. It seemed out of character for the director.

Could there be some kind of secret?

Or is there something that even Director-General Chu feels is very difficult?

Or is there something that Director-General Chu is worried about?

Of course, Zhang Yong did not dare to ask more. Never pry into things you shouldn't.

It's just like Director-General Chu arranging for someone to monitor the Chen family. He could only speculate. Or secretly investigate on his own. But he definitely did not dare to arrange for someone else to do it.

Otherwise, if Director-General Chu found out, it would not be good. There would be a gap between the two of them.

Take a deep breath. Collect yourself. Take the people to the car.

They definitely didn't buy any train tickets. The Fuxing Society takes the train, and they need to buy tickets in advance?

They just take the first class car. They charter the whole train.

The train conductor dares not say anything. These secret agents are all big shots. They can do whatever they want. In the end, if they can give you the money for the ticket, that's already pretty good.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong never bullies people in this regard. He personally pays the full amount.

What kind of ability is it to bully the people of this country? If you really have the ability, go bully the Japanese spies.

'Captain, Director Xu is here!'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong tilted his head in puzzlement. Sure enough, he saw Xu Enzeng.

He was secretly surprised. Is this guy going to Shanghai too? Then there must be something bad going on. I guess another Red Party member is going to get into trouble.

By the way, has any big shot from the Red Party recently come to Jinling, or maybe even Shanghai? It's got Xu Enzeng personally involved. This old fox, once he's involved, it's definitely not going to be anything good.

'Shaolong!'

Xu Enzeng greeted Zhang Yong from afar.

Zhang Yong: ...

Do I know you well?

Shao Long! Stop calling me Shao Long!

I'm from the Secret Service Division of the Restoration Society, you're from the Party Affairs Investigation Division, we're mortal enemies, okay?

If the head of the division sees that I'm so familiar with you, he'll get me killed. Really. But if someone else initiates a greeting, he can't not respond!

After all, the other person is the head of the division. He's many ranks higher. If he ignores it, someone will use it against him later.

After thinking about it, he said loudly, 'Director Xu, what are you doing in Shanghai? Are you going to arrest the Red Party? Who do you want to arrest? Do you need my help?'

Everyone around: ?

What's going on?

Why did Zhang Yong shout so loudly?

Are you afraid that no one knows that Xu Enzeng is going to arrest the Red Party? Are you deliberately causing trouble?

Xu Enzeng: ...

smiled slightly. Nodded.

He was old and cunning, and naturally judged Zhang Yong's attempt.

No one wants to get in touch with him.

So he deliberately creates hatred.

Well, what a remarkable guy. It's a pity he's not a member of the Red Party.

If Zhang Yong were a member of the Red Party, he could have taken his time studying him and played with him. Unfortunately, Zhang Yong is not.

He is a secret agent of the Fuxing Society. He is under the command of Dai Li.

What a cruel twist of fate.