Chapter 358: The Handsome Man Scheme

When the train arrived at Suzhou Station, Zhang Yong did not send anyone off.

A lesson from the past. What if there are also killers here?

He paid the train attendant to help him buy food. By the way, he invited all the train attendants to dinner.

Rich and willful.

Sure enough, nothing happened. It was a safe crossing.

It seems that the enemy is really targeting the Special Services Agency of the Restoration Society.

No. It's him, Zhang Yong himself.

The $100,000 reward is really hot!

This makes Zhang Yong feel very depressed. In the underworld, money is really very important.

There are almost no things that money can't do.

If there are, it's because the money hasn't been paid.

$100,000 won't work. Then $1 million, $10 million...

A brand new Missouri-class battleship costs tens of millions of dollars. You have to understand that it is a super battleship!

It has a displacement of more than 40,000 tons and is equipped with 406mm main guns!

If it were an aircraft carrier, it would probably be a bit cheaper...

'Clang!'

'Clang!'

The train finally arrived at Zhabei Station without incident.

Seeing the Nationalist soldiers with rifles outside, Zhang Yong finally felt relieved.

Those soldiers were all under the command of Xuan Tiewu.

Xuan Tiewu was indeed still here. He really had to 'study' in Shanghai for a month.

Of course, nominally it was a study trip, but what was he actually going to do? Only heaven knows. The actions of the Commander-in-Chief were always unpredictable. Impossible to guess.

Entering the station.

Getting off the train.

Seeing two officers.

One was Guo Qiyun. The other was a lieutenant colonel.

'Staff Officer Guo.'

'Hello, Captain Zhang.'

'And this is...'

'This is our commander's aide, Lieutenant Liang.'

'Hello, my name is Liang Wenxiu.'

'Hello, Lieutenant Liang. My name is Zhang Yong. I'm from the 8th Operations Group of the Fuxing Society's Special Services Department.'

'How was the journey?'

'Not very good,'

Zhang Yong said honestly.

He had been attacked. One of his colleagues had died. How could it be good?

'I'm very sorry for your loss!'

Liang Wenxiu comforted Zhang Yong. Guo Qiyun went up to help personally.

The group carried the body of the victim down. Liang Wenxiu and Guo Qiyun both silently took off their military caps and observed a moment of silence.

After all, everyone was in the same system.

Well, Xuan Tiewu was also a member of the Fuxing Society. Although not of the Secret Service.

'The Japanese did it?'

'I don't think so. It was those who wanted to put a bounty on my head.'

'Hitman?'

'Yes. Someone offered 100,000 US dollars for my head. You can't have not heard about it.'

'I heard about it.'

'I'll go back to the office first. We'll talk again later.'

'I'll arrange for someone to escort you.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong did not refuse.

Having an escort was naturally the best.

Liang Wenxiu arranged for a platoon, led by Guo Qiyun, to escort Zhang Yong back to the office.

Guo Qiyun's 'inspection' mission was not yet over. He still had to continue to follow Zhang Yong around and observe how Zhang Yong did things. Then he would report to Xuan Tiewu.

Finally, they returned to the office without incident.

Zhang Yong was finally completely relieved.

Back on the Secret Service's turf, there would be no problems.

No matter how powerful the killer was, he would not dare to force his way into the Fuxing Society Secret Service. If there were dangers here, Boss Dai would not have continued in his job.

If he was bullied by gangsters to the point of his own head, how could he continue as the director?

Settle in. Come and see Li Boqi immediately.

Li Boqi was surprisingly wearing reading glasses and seemed to be studying a vase?

This...

Did you learn this from the Director? Have you also become pretentious?

It doesn't feel like a good thing. Just take the money. What's with the antiques? The people below have to bribe, and there's a lot more procedures. Really.

'Report!'

'Back already? Sit.'

'I'll just stand.'

'Then you can stand. Take a look at this vase. What can you tell?'

'Team leader, don't make this difficult for me. I've already been questioned several times by the Director in his office. I never gave the right answer. I really don't know anything about antiques...'

'These are all fakes. None of them are real.'

'So what are you studying?'

'Killing time. I can't take a vacation when I want to. What else can I do?'

'Hm...'

Zhang Yong thought to himself, it's not like I'm not letting you take a vacation.

It's just that the Secret Service never really has the concept of vacation. Look at Mao Renfeng, the king of curators...

'Keep it.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was at a loss.

What does he mean, give me a fake?

Is he calling me a bootlegger?

"It's not worth much, but it's a nice piece to have around the house.'

'What house?'

'You and Li Jingzhi are going to move out.'

'Why?'

'Your relationship is too special. Staying in the office is ultimately inappropriate. I've found a house for you next door. It's just next door. It's just a few dozen steps away. It's safe. It's within the surveillance range of our sentries. No matter how brave the enemy is, they won't dare come here.'

'Oh...'

'You'll move out. The original dormitory will be reserved for Shen Dong'er.'

'Understood.'

'And... be careful.'

'What?'

'Don't get anyone killed. This is a time for building a career. There's no rush.'

'Someone's life?'

Zhang Yong didn't react at once,

I'm gentle and refined, when did I get someone killed?

I only woke up later.

Shit. Was he talking about creating someone's life?

Well, this Li Boqi.

But, this matter really needs to be careful.

If Li Jingzhi gets pregnant, it will definitely affect her work. It's not good for her.

The problem is...

In this era, there don't seem to be any birth control products!

Oh no...

Do we have to be xenophobic every time?

Super annoying.

However, he also knows that this is the reality.

The two of them continue to live in the dormitory, which is indeed very chaotic. Not to mention Shen Dong'er.

Hey, that Shen Dong'er is really inexplicable. She was also recruited into the telecommunications team. I guess she is still in a daze herself.

'Team leader, can we get down to business?'

'You can keep the people at the office for now. Then contact Akagi Takasumi.'

'Understood.'

'That Japanese person is very shrewd, so be careful.'

'How do I contact him?'

'Don't you know Kurimoto Seiji? Find Kurimoto Seiji.'

'Him?'

'He is very close to Akagi Takasumi now.'

'Understood.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Kurimoto Seiji has actually sided with Akagi Takasumi? Hey, that's a bit of a pity!

Previously, Zhu Yuan had mentioned that this Li Yuanqing was quite capable. He was especially good at criminal investigation. He was a good hand.

Unexpectedly, he would actually side with Akagi Takatoshi. He has become Akagi Takatoshi's lackey.

However, to put it another way, ever since they joined the police station, the boss has been a foreigner. It seems that there is no difference between Japanese, British, or French people.

They are all working for someone else. They are all working for someone else.

If Kurimoto Seiji was unhappy with the French and was favoured by Akagi Takasu, it seems normal that he would turn to the Japanese.

As long as he doesn't harm his compatriots, they can still coexist peacefully...

'Kurimoto Seiji is now secretly arresting anti-Japanese elements. If you meet him again, you may have to use your gun.'

As a result, Li Boqi poured a basin of cold water.

Zhang Yong: ...

Alas, it's a pity.

It's come to this. Meeting is an enemy.

Zhang Yong is an anti-Japanese element.

The entire Special Branch of the Restoration Society is.

And of course, there's the Red Party.

If Li Yuanqing is obstinate and unrepentant, he must be eliminated.

No discussion. Just get rid of him. Physically eliminate him.

Struggle is just that cruel.

'Oh, by the way, Nightingale wants to see you.'

'What did she say?'

'You go and talk to her face-to-face. She's only willing to communicate with you.'

'You're not going to beat her up?'

'If the pretty boy tactic works, why waste the effort?'

'I...'

Zhang Yong held back a sob.

Pretty boy tactic. Haha, me?

Excuse me.

Go to the cell and see Nightingale.

Right, what was Nightingale's Japanese name?

What was it?

Damn. I've actually forgotten.

Japanese names all seem similar. I can't remember.

Could it be Matsudori Nanako?

Arrived at the nightingale's cell. Standing outside the cell, I looked at her.

It seems that Li Boqi is still relatively gentle with female spies. He hasn't tortured her at all. Alas.

We Chinese are just too civilized. Especially with women. Look at how fierce the Japanese invaders were with Chinese women. Even animals aren't like that. The contrast is too great.

'You're here?'

'What's up?'

'Captain Zhang, you've forgotten about me?'

'No need for a beauty trick. I have many pretty girls around me. You don't need to charm me.'

'What about the gold ingots? Do you want them?'

'Yes,'

Zhang Yong answered without hesitation.

Too many beautiful women were too much for him. He didn't have the body of a strong man. If he messed around, the result would be an empty body.

But naturally, the more gold ingots and gold bars, the better.

'Then let's discuss it.'

'You go ahead.'

'Of course you'll let me go back.'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong replied with certainty.

Let her go. No problem. Give me the money.

Not much. One million dollars. Or 100,000 US dollars. He really let her go.

Female spies are not a big threat, so let them go and catch them again.

As long as they are on Chinese soil, he will have the opportunity to capture the other side.

Now China and Japan have not yet fully gone to war, and there are constraints in many places. But two years later, when the war breaks out, he can do whatever he wants. He can even attack the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai.

This Consulate-General is no ordinary Consulate-General, its rank is very high. It is almost on the same level as the General Headquarters of the Japanese Expeditionary Army.

What is the rank of the General Headquarters of the Japanese Expeditionary Army? It is the rank of the General Army. It is the same as the Kwantung Army.

The Japanese Consul-General in Shanghai can completely sit on an equal footing with people like Okamura, Nishio and Hata. He has a lot of real power.

If we can find a way to capture this Consul-General, hehe...

'What are you smiling so strangely about?'

'Nothing. I just thought of something funny.'

'Tell me?'

'We'll talk about it later. You should tell me about the gold ingots first!'

'I remember now. Zhang Xiaolin has a large sum of money stashed away somewhere.'

'Why is it stashed away?'

'In case he has to run. If anything happens, he can just take it and go.'

'How much is it roughly?'

'Tens of thousands of dollars.'

'Tens of thousands?'

'I don't know the exact figure. I only know the exact location.'

'Name your terms.'

'I want to speak to Uekawa Kagami on the phone. You can't bug it.'

'From an outside line?'

'Yes. I'll name a place. You take me there. I'll call her. After that, you bring me back here.'

'What if you're leading me into a trap?'

'Bring more people with you. There's always a chance to kill me before the whole army is wiped out.'

'That's true.'

Zhang Yong believed the other person's words.

Unless the other person wants to die, otherwise, they would not resort to such a desperate measure.

Did she want to die?

Of course not.

Otherwise, why would she have made so many demands?

In fact, if she wanted to die, she would have had plenty of opportunities to do so. Because she was not even shackled.

Banging her head against a wall...

Biting her tongue...

Hanging herself...

There were all kinds of ways to do it.

But she did not do any of those things. This shows that she did not want to die. She did not even want to harm herself.

This is a woman who really loves herself. She doesn't even want to get hurt. At the same time, she also has a lot of bargaining chips in her hands. Any one of them can prevent him from harming her.

He only wants money. He doesn't want to die.