Chapter 360: Is Jinling haunted?

Lin Xiaoyan (Kamikawa Kyoko) drove to her destination.

She was very careful. She was afraid of falling into Zhang Yong's ambush. Later, she found that there was no such thing. Zhang Yong had already run away.

A remote alley. Only the nightingale stood alone in the wind, at a loss.

The nightingale was really a little confused.

Zhang Yong had run away. He didn't care about her at all.

It was as if she was invisible. He didn't care at all.

Her reaction was not relief, but disappointment.

She felt that her value in other people's eyes did not seem to be that important.

Other people said they would let someone go, and they would.

Without any conditions.

Was he stupid? Of course not. Other people were confident.

Maybe they simply looked down on her.

Ye Ying was overthinking things, and it was getting too complicated. She began to doubt herself a little.

Is she just too stupid? Is she completely no match for him?

'Huizi!'

'Huizi!'

Lin Xiaoyan called out urgently.

She felt that Yeying was a bit possessed. She was actually standing there stupidly.

At this time, the most important thing was, shouldn't she decisively run away? Should she continue to stay in place, waiting for Zhang Yong to regret it and come back to catch her?

"Mirror...'

'Get in the car!'

'Oh...'

Yeying finally reacted, and hurriedly got in the car.

Lin Xiaoyan quickly drove the car several streets away. She deliberately made several circles.

Along the way, she paid special attention to her back. She wanted to see if Zhang Yong had arranged for someone to follow her. She found out that he hadn't. So she was also puzzled.

Did Zhang Yong really release the person? Did he really just let him go?

'Mirror, I have some very important news that I need to verify.'

'What?'

'Zhang Yong said that the night before last, he cheated Miyaguma out of a large sum of money...'

'What?'

Lin Xiaoyan was shocked and stopped the car on the spot.

This was very serious news. If it was true, then the situation was a bit serious.

'Who did you hear this from?'

'Zhang Yong himself!'

'Damn it!'

'What's wrong?'

'I know that a very important plan in Jinling has failed. It was personally carried out by Miyamoto Teguma and Yin Taishi. But I don't know the details. I didn't expect...'

'Ah, so what he said was true!'

'Damn it! Even Miyamoto is no match for him. This guy is really crafty.'

'He...'

The nightingale paused.

She suddenly felt that it seemed normal for her to be caught.

If even Miyamoto was no match for Zhang Yong, what about the others? With this reason, she suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Even if she was caught next time...

Huh? Why would she think about next time? How could there be a next time...

Absolutely not!

Absolutely not!

'Miyamoto Teguma has lost a lot of money...'

'How much?'

'Fifteen thousand US dollars, ten thousand pounds, and one hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver...'

'Damn it!'

Lin Xiaoyan's silver teeth clenched.

Damn it!

It's a huge loss!

Now that the funds of various agencies are very tight, Miyamoto Teguma has actually lost so much!

If it were in the past, each secret service agency would have sufficient funds in hand, so it wouldn't be a big deal. But now, they are really poor! So poor that they need to use the funds of the Koreans!

That Yin Taishi is a Korean!

What's even more detestable is that Miyamoto Tewo actually hid it and didn't report it! He even said that there was an accident.

What kind of bullshit accident is this!

It's obvious that he was targeted by Zhang Yong. Poor guy, he still doesn't know!

And the people in the Miyamoto family!

They have all been robbed, and they still don't understand what's going on!

Baka!

'Mirror, Zhang Yong also said that Yin Taishi is Japanese.'

'What?'

Lin Xiaoyan was shocked again.

Yin Taishi is actually Japanese? Where did this come from?

The Special High Court does not have this information.

It seems that the military deliberately concealed it.

Yin Taishi is actually Japanese. Then, how many people like Yin Taishi are there?

How many more undercover agents are there in the military intelligence agency?

She suddenly remembered Zhang Yong's previous warning that the Special High Section would sooner or later be swallowed up by the military. She was now feeling a little uneasy.

The military was becoming more and more powerful, and information was becoming less and less transparent. However, the Special High Section was unable to do anything about it.

The original purpose of setting up the Special High Section to secretly monitor the military was probably not going to be achieved.

She would either have to find another way out.

Or she would have to rely on the military.

Either way, it was very difficult for them.

'Mirror...'

'What else?'

'Is Special High Section 2 real?'

'Yes.'

'Then...'

Nightingale also began to feel anxious.

She wasn't as shocked to be arrested by Zhang Yong.

Instead, she felt a chill rising from the pit of her stomach when she heard Kamikawa Mirror's affirmative answer.

'It's real,'

Kamikawa Mirror repeated emphatically.

This was another piece of very, very bad news.

The military was too powerful. Toiihara stepped forward and was preparing to organise the Second Special Higher Police Department.

The head of the Second Special Higher Police Department was Kawashima Yoshiko. There was also an enemy of theirs.

Nanzo Kumiko.

The Special Higher Police Department itself also had internal fighting.

That Nanzo Kumiko was driven down by the two of them joining forces.

However, Toiihara made good use of this and recruited Nanzo Kumiko. He was preparing to organise the establishment of the Second Special Higher Police Department.

Even a blind man can see that this is an attempt to seize power from the Special High Police Department.

With the strong support of the military, Toihara is doing very well.

It is estimated that in the near future, the influence from the military will completely cover the entire Special High Police Department.

They are simply unable to resist.

'We should perhaps pay attention to Zhang Xiaolin's assets...'

'What do you mean?'

'That guy only wants money, not his life...'

'Understood.'

'We should also keep some for ourselves...'

'You go ahead!'

Uekawa Kagami grit her teeth.

Things had come to this, and they had to prepare an escape route.

Once Nanjo Unko arrived and took control of the Special High School, the two of them would definitely prefer death to life.

Loyalty to the Emperor? Yes.

But definitely not loyalty with their lives.

As female spies, they knew too much. Too much. Naturally, they were not as fanatical as those village idiots.

They could let the soldiers die.

They could let other people die.

But never themselves.

When the fish die, they will also struggle to the death.

...

Zhang Yong was secretly relieved.

Luckily, there was a truck to help.

Otherwise, with so many ocean dollars, it would be impossible to carry them back.

As it turned out, in this era, having a truck was really important. It could not only carry people, but also goods.

There were 50 boxes of ocean dollars, a total of 250,000. Together with the boxes, each dollar weighed about 30 grams on average. In total, it was 15 tons. For trucks in this era, it was simply deadly.

The driver had to drive carefully. If the engine stalled, there was no way to restart it. The truck was overloaded.

The other cars tried to help, but each one could only carry two boxes at most. So they could only help by a third.

Fortunately, the truck managed to get back to the office.

'Pop!'

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

The truck's tyres could no longer bear the weight. They had a flat tyre.

Because it was so heavy, there was no shockwave when the tyre exploded. It just deflated. Just like a deflated balloon.

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

Then it was chaos.

One tyre had burst. The weight of the other tyres was even more unevenly distributed.

So one after the other, they all burst. In the end, they all burst.

It's over...

Zhang Yong was speechless.

What a piece of junk! It can't even pull 15 tonnes.

Oh, actually it's less than 15 tonnes, about 12 tonnes at most. It can't even handle that?

Look at the Chinese trucks of later generations. Which one of them can't easily pull dozens of tons? The nominal load is five tons, but it can directly handle fifty tons!

What a hundred-ton king, it's fierce. It's also fast. With their weight, even if they hit the German Tiger tank, they may not necessarily lose...

Forget the Tiger king. They really can't be hit.

'Come over here!' Li Boqi came out. He waved at Zhang Yong.

'Coming.' Zhang Yong ran over, feeling sure that he was going to be praised.

He had pulled back 250,000 silver taels in one go!

If the Commander-in-Chief knew, he would have to award himself the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun.

Who knew...

Li Boqi's face didn't seem very good?

'Team leader...'

'Come to my office.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong muttered to himself.

What's with this dead face? Not happy?

I've pulled back years of funding. You're not happy? How about I send it all to your home?

You're not happy when you get paid. You're really out of it.

Enter the office.

Li Boqi sits down. Still with a stern face.

'Zhang Xiaolin?'

'The Japanese spy confessed.'

'You call the Director directly. Report the truth.'

'Why?'

'This matter involves several big shots on Shanghai Beach. The Director has to weigh the pros and cons.'

'You mean the Director may not dare to take the money?'

'Silly. You can't take money that's already in your pocket! But you have to let the Chief decide of his own accord. You can't make him feel like you're holding him hostage. Those are two completely different feelings.'

'Ah, I see.'

Zhang Yong suddenly understood. He reached for the phone.

So that's what Dead Face was worried about. It was really unnecessary. How could the Chief refuse 250,000 silver dollars?

If he refused, the Chief Finance Officer Chen Qingquan wouldn't agree.

Everyone else would think the Chief was a coward. Afraid of a petty gangster like Zhang Xiaolin. Ridiculous.

A routine report would be fine. The result would be absolutely comfortable. There was no way the money would be returned.

Unexpectedly, Li Boqi reached out and held it down.

'Say I'm not here.'

'That's not necessary.'

'You must.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong nodded submissively.

He picked up the receiver and asked the switchboard to connect him to the Chief's office in Ji'e Lane.

Soon afterwards, the department head answered the phone.

'Department head...'

Zhang Yong asked cautiously.

The main thing was to sound terrified. Then he began his performance.

'What is it?'

The department head immediately recognised the tone.

Did Zhang Yong seem a little nervous? Had he made a mistake? Or had he been ambushed by the enemy?

A minor incident at Changzhou Station had scared him into this state? He was useless. He might not have any skills, but he must have guts! Otherwise, how could he get anything done?

'Director, I think I've made a mistake...'

'Explain yourself.'

'Director, just now a Japanese spy confessed to Zhang Xiaolin's hiding place, so I couldn't help but take someone to dig it up. I didn't expect there to be so much, and I was so nervous, I didn't know what to do...'

'Whose is it?'

'Zhang Xiaolin's.'

'How much?'

'250,000 silver dollars. Divided into 50 boxes. 5,000 in each box.'

'Did you bring it all back?'

'Yes.'

'And the Japanese spy?'

'I was worried she might talk, so I let her go.'

'Let her go?'

'She gave up the location, so she definitely won't dare talk.'

'Next time, just get rid of her.'

'Yes.'

'Since you've already brought back the money, take it to the finance department. Seal it up and keep an eye on it, make sure none of it is missing.'

'Yes.'

'That's the spoils from interrogating the Japanese spy. It has nothing to do with anyone else.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong felt a great weight lift from his shoulders.

It seemed that the department head had accepted it. In effect, he had taken the risk.

The huge sum of money ultimately ended up in the pockets of the secret agents of the Rensheng Society. Zhang Xiaolin wanted to play dirty, but naturally it was Boss Dai who took care of it.

Li Boqi was right. No one was willing to part with the small amounts of money that ended up in their own pockets.

This was especially true of Boss Dai. Even if there was a risk, he was willing to take it.

'Director, I request a punishment. I acted rashly...'

'No punishment. No reward. No merit, no fault. Just do your job.'

'If the Japanese spy continues to confess next time...'

'Proceed as you did this time.'

'I understand!'

Zhang Yong replied loudly.

Well, with this instruction from the Director, things will be easier from now on.

The Director's instruction to 'proceed as you did this time' clearly tells him to dig boldly. Dig it up and hand it in. I'll take the risk for you.

What? Zhang Xiaolin's property. Get lost!

That was extracted from a Japanese spy. What does it have to do with you, Zhang Xiaolin?

Are you involved with the Japanese spy?

Okay, let's have a good chat when we get back.

To say that the Director, as the youngest member of the sixth class at Huangpu Military Academy, was able to turn the Generalissimo into a giant, is indeed quite something. He also has a sense of responsibility. Unlike others, he only wants to take advantage. He doesn't want to take risks.

How could someone like that be respected by his subordinates?

Boss Dai has ruled the military intelligence for so many years, and yet it seems that none of his subordinates have ever rebelled against him?

The so-called 'four top assassins' of the military intelligence all treat him with the utmost respect.

Perhaps, this is what is known as charisma.

Put down the phone.

'It's done.'

'From now on, just follow this procedure!'

'We're not keeping any for our office?'

'You said it was 250,000. How can we keep any?'

'I...'

Pang!

Zhang Yong slaps himself in the face.

Stupid! Why did I just report 250,000 yuan so stupidly!

You said 230,000 yuan, why not 240,000 yuan?

Why not 200,000 yuan? 150,000 yuan...

This is no good, I swallowed too much. If the manager finds out, he'll explode.

It's forgivable for the office to retain 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. This is the norm. But more than 50,000 yuan is too much. The manager will feel cheated. He'll feel unhappy inside.

Alas, in the final analysis, it is still because I have little experience. There is still much room for improvement in my acting...

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

Li Boqi reached out and indicated that Zhang Yong should answer it.

Zhang Yong: ?

Li Boqi: !!!

Zhang Yong had no choice but to pick up the receiver.

'Hello...'

'Huh? Shaolong? Section Chief Li is not here?'

'Hello, Director Yang. Our team leader just stepped out. What can I do for you...'

'Nothing much. Just wanted to chat with him. It's fine with you here. I'm here to tell you that there have been a lot of strange things happening in Jinling these past two days. I don't know who's got it in for three-handed people, but they've killed a lot of petty thieves and habitual criminals, and dumped the bodies around, it's really brutal...'

'What?'

'Those thieves and burglars don't know what they've done to offend someone, but they've had it really bad. It's almost as if someone had cleaned them out overnight. The police station is having a really hard time right now. They have no idea what's going on.'

'Killing thieves?'

'Yes. No one knows which psychopath did it. They went after the thieves and killed them all. Not a single one survived. Many of the thieves had signs of torture on their bodies. I don't know what they did to deserve this. Sigh.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong also felt very strange.

Strange things really happen every year. This year there are especially many of them. Nowadays, thieves have also suffered a catastrophe.

Just kill them. And torture them. It's really psychopathic.

But it's good that someone is cleaning up those thieves. It's a good thing they're not allowed to get away with it. Some thieves really have no moral bottom line, and even steal money that could save someone's life. They deserve to be killed.

'Also, some people say that Jinling is haunted at midnight, with a red figure floating around...'

'What?'

'They say it's a female ghost wearing red. It might be a vengeful ghost who died tragically. It goes around killing people.'

'Officer Yang, you believe in this too?'

'I'm bored at the training base, okay? Someone told me. I'm telling you. Boredom kills time. Fine. You go ahead.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

He felt that this Yang Shanshu was really nosy.

What red figure?

What haunted?

Come on, since the invention of guns and cannons, ghosts have long retreated.

In the face of the 152 religion, nothing works...

Physical exorcism is simple, fast and efficient.

He looked up at Li Boqi.

Li Boqi's expression was also intriguing.

Gee, Jinling is haunted.

If the chairman of the committee knew about this, he would probably scold Li Shizhen...

Damn it...

Li Boqi sat down.

'Go see Li Jingzhi! She's been waiting for you for a long time.'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong had to gather his thoughts.

He had lost his wealth. But he still had women. That was some consolation.

Sigh...