The two men were separated.
Zhang Yong interrogated the shoemaker himself. No tricks.
No need.
At this moment, the shoemaker hated Geng Mingjun to death.
That's just how people are. They often hate the people most like themselves. It's like how the Chinese hate traitors the most. They hate them more than they hate the Japanese invaders.
The same goes for the shoe shiner.
They were both Japanese. The other party actually wanted to kill him.
How could he bear it?
"Please sit down.'
'My name is Kurohashi Nobuo. I belong to the Mogawa Residence. I have been here in hiding for seven months...'
'No rush. We'll talk about all this later. Are you interested in replacing Geng Mingjun?'
'What?'
The shoe shiner was stunned.
Replacing?
What did that mean?
'The man who just tried to kill you works for the Matsui residence. It's the one in Beiping. He's the boss of Toshio Coal Trading Company. Do you want to replace him?'
'How?'
'Of course we'll work together.'
'What do you want me to do?'
'Dig up all the information from him. Then confine him. Then you take over and give the orders.'
'Huh?'
'You can't let him go free. Otherwise, he won't let you go.'
'Ah...'
'You can take control of this Toshio Coal Trading Company. You can get all of his personal wealth. And power.'
'This...'
Kurohashi Nobuo was suddenly tempted.
They were both Japanese, so why should he be the boss?
Why should he be the one to be a shoe-shiner?
Before, there was no opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, he wants to take a chance.
Otherwise, once the other person is set free. He will definitely get him killed. Just from the fight a while ago, the two have become sworn enemies.
As for how to replace him, Kurohashi Nobuo simply did not have time to think about it.
Right now, the most important thing was to get information out of Geng Mingjun. To find out everything about him.
'So I go interrogate him now?'
'Go!'
'Thank you!'
'But don't kill him. He must have a lot of secrets, so take your time and interrogate him.'
'Understood!'
Under Zhang Yong's arrangement, Kurohashi Nobuo began interrogating Geng Mingjun.
Zhang Yong was not present. He left ample room for Kurohashi Nobuo to do his thing. As a result, within less than a minute, Geng Mingjun's screams could be heard.
Hysterical.
Desperate.
Even Zhong Yang and the others couldn't help but shiver.
Two Japanese people were hurting each other. What methods was the shoe shiner using? Could it be that he was ripping out Geng Mingjun's internal organs?
Suddenly, I understood why Zhang Yong wasn't present. I guess if he watched, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
Really. The scene could be very cruel.
The same kind of people killing each other is the bloodiest thing of all. Not to mention two Japanese spies?
'Ah...'
'Ah...'
The screams continued to come.
It seemed that Japanese screams were mixed in.
Zhong Kui, Pang De and the others all looked at each other. They felt their hair standing on end.
They were not used to it.
They really were not used to it. They felt like vomiting.
They had seen all kinds of tragic scenes on the battlefield. But this was the first time they had heard such a miserable scream.
They could not imagine what was going on behind the coal pile.
'Ah...'
'Ah...'
The screams continued for more than half an hour.
Finally, Kurohashi Nobuo returned. His body was covered in blood. He looked like a murderer from hell.
He was cold-blooded.
He was cruel.
'Did you ask?'
'He revealed that there are more than 100,000 taels of silver hidden.'
'Where is it?'
'Inside the coal pile in the far right corner.'
'Oh?'
Zhang Yong was overjoyed.
Good, good, good, unexpected joy!
It really is better to let their own people deal with their own people. The most ruthless. The most professional.
'Ugh...'
Suddenly, someone vomited.
However, Zhong Yang took someone to check on Geng Mingjun, and after just a glance, he vomited.
'Ugh...'
'Ugh...'
The others also vomited one after the other.
Zhang Yong: ? ?
Fortunately, I didn't watch. Otherwise, I guess I'm finished too.
He is a kind person. He can't bear to see too tragic a scene.
He turned to ask Kurohashi Nobuo, 'Did you kill him?'
'No,' Kurohashi Nobuo replied.
'Don't kill him. We need him alive.'
'Yes.'
'You figure out how to take over here.'
'Yes.'
Kurohashi Nobuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Where did his blood come from? Zhang Yong didn't know. He didn't dare think about it too much either.
He was afraid of nightmares.
Really. The 108 tortures of the Fuxing Society might not have been so cruel.
Take someone to dig for money.
Geng Mingjun said it was inside the coal pile. But he didn't say the exact location.
And no one wanted to go back and ask him carefully. For fear that he would vomit again. He would rather spend a little more effort and turn over the entire coal pile.
In fact, the coal pile in this corner was not that huge.
It was more than ten metres high, about the same as a four-storey building. The base had a radius of about 30-40 metres.
Of course, this was small compared to other coal mountains. If it was released alone, it would still be very huge.
Excavate.
Take the steel pick and thrust it hard.
The result...
After half a day of hard work, nothing was found.
Everyone was covered in sweat. They were also dark. It was all coal ash.
Continue digging.
Finally, at a little after midnight, they struck it.
Bang!
The drill had hit something.
Everyone was suddenly full of energy. They hurried over and worked together to dig.
Then a heavy bag was brought out. There was no box. Just a sack. Made of burlap. Not a plastic bag. It seems that plastic had not yet been invented in those days.
The bulging sack was pulled out. The coal dust on top was patted off. Then the mouth of the sack was untied.
Not bad. Not bad. It's full of silver dollars.
They're all shiny.
They're in good condition.
Zhang Yong lifts it up and notices that they're all the same type: Eagle dollars.
Haha. High-grade stuff! Much better quality than Yuan da tou. Right now, you can get 10 Eagle dollars for 11 Yuan da tou on the black market.
He flips through them. He puts some of the Eagle dollars into his space.
Although he can't store too many, he can store a few hundred for backup. You never know when you might need them.
'There's more!'
'There's more!'
At this point, the second bag was also dug up.
Zhang Yong opened it to take a look. It was also full of gleaming silver dollars. They were all loose.
I don't know how this Geng Mingjun does things.
He didn't even encapsulate them?
Encapsulate them in strips of 50 or 100! That would make counting them easier.
Now they're all loose. I need to count them one by one. What a hassle.
Moreover, the two bags dug up seem to weigh differently. The number of silver dollars inside must also be different.
Well, I have to spend some effort counting them. Really.
Forget it. Don't dig anymore.
'Stop 1'
'Stop!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
No need to dig anymore. Just keep it inside the coal pile.
Anyway, if you dig it up, you have to find another place to store it. So just leave it inside the coal pile. You need to dig it up again to use it.
Hiding it in the coal pile is a good idea.
Who would have thought of that?
Geng Mingjun didn't give away a single hint.
If it weren't for the fact that Kurohashi Nobuo was betraying his own kind, they probably wouldn't have been able to get this windfall.
So...
This Kurohashi Nobuo has a promising future.
He's ruthless enough to turn on his own people!
Next time, let him deal with Kawashima Yoshiko. Hehe...
'Stop!'
'Stop!'
The group dug out the third bag of silver dollars. Then they stopped.
Some of the coal was replaced. The remaining sacks were covered. Then a mark was made on top.
If the mark was moved or damaged, it meant that someone had stolen the silver.
Wash your hands. Count the three sacks of silver.
In the first sack, there were more than 2,200 pieces. In the second, only 1,700 or so. In the third, 1,800 or so.
As expected, they were loose. They were just thrown in. There was no fixed quantity.
All in all, there were about 5,800 coins.
Perfect. Money can be handed out again.
Before, it was all silver certificates. The denominations were too large. It was impossible to hand out. Now it can finally be done.
'Come, come, come!'
'There's enough for everyone!'
'Ten dollars each!'
'Ten dollars each!'
Zhang Yong is very generous.
It wasn't a difficult task. And it wasn't dangerous either.
Ten dollars each is about right.
In the end, the veterans were stunned. They couldn't believe their ears. They couldn't believe their eyes. They couldn't believe their hands.
What?
Money?
Ten dollars each?
It was as if they hadn't done anything. They had just captured someone.
It was no challenge.
It was no danger.
And they got ten dollars?
It was unbelievable.
It was inconceivable.
It still felt like a dream, until the heavy dollar landed in their hands.
Someone quietly put the shiny dollar in their mouth and bit it. To see if it was real.
The result is of course beyond doubt.
You yourself cannot tell the difference. Can't others either?
This is just the ocean you just dug up! How could it be fake? It's pure silver. You can even bite a dent in it.
Shock gives way to emotion.
This Revival Society is really something!
Catching Japanese spies.
Making a fortune!
Catching just one Japanese spy and digging up so much money.
Many veterans have been in the army for more than ten years in chaos and have never seen so much ocean!
Indeed, following Captain Zhang is truly a path to unlimited wealth.
'Pang De!'
'Present!'
'This is your additional reward!'
'Yes!'
Pang De, with a blank expression on his face, accepted the reward.
It was a bit much. A full fifty dollars.
A reward for catching Geng Mingjun.
A reward for catching the shoe shiner.
That's right. These two Japanese spies were the first that Pang De caught. This guy really can run really fast.
Ouyang Sheng was known as the 'Flying Leg'. Compared to Bond, he was a little lacking.
After all, Ouyang Sheng was a police academy graduate, and his training was all non-combat mode. He had never been to war himself.
But Bond had fought many battles. He had fought the Japanese invaders several times.
Catching people was really just child's play. He had stolen the show twice in a row. Everyone else was envious.
Zhang Yong didn't know how to give speeches or make grandiose speeches.
He only knew how to hand out money.
It was said that as long as the money was there, even immortals would work hard.
He was responsible for getting the money. Then, he would reward others for doing a good job! Fighting the Japanese invaders! Fighting all enemies!
Unfortunately, they still didn't get enough credit.
They didn't even get a chance to distribute all the money they had earned. Alas...
On the other hand, being in the independent kingdom of Tianjinwei was really wonderful! All the loot didn't have to be handed over.
Because the higher-ups don't know anything about it.
As long as you don't report to headquarters via radio, headquarters don't know shit!
And I don't think anyone would be stupid enough to report to headquarters. And then you won't get paid. Unless you're crazy.
You can't hide anything else. But you can get rich.
It's not like everyone is of one mind.
It's more like everyone is of one heart.
'Zhongyang, you take over here!'
'Yes!'
Zhang Yong led the team back to No. 49 Shihu Street.
As it turned out, they had barely returned when Cao Mengqi reported that there had been another phone call from Beiping. The caller had rained abuse down on them.
The caller had said angrily that they wanted the goods delivered immediately.
'What goods?'
'The white sugar. They specified 800,000 catties. Not a single catty less.'
'What did you say?'
'I said I couldn't make the decision and that I would call back when our manager got back.'
'Where is the phone?'
'It's here.'
'Did the caller say who they were?'
'He said their boss is Wang Kemin.'
'Oh?'
Zhang Yong's mind twitched.
Since all the enemy intelligence from Tianjin Station had been moved to No. 49 Shihu Street, he was the boss and could naturally look through it at any time. So he took the time to look through it.
Within the ranks of traitors, there was also a division of classes. The ones in Beiping were a class above those in Tianjin.
Whether the traitors in Tianjin were convinced or not, the traitors in Beiping simply did not treat you as an equal.
Wang Kemin, Wang Yitang, Jiang Chaozong, Lin Bosheng...
There was also a Zhang Jingyao before. He's already been eliminated.
He was actually under Wang Kemin?
Awesome...
Looks like I've stirred up a hornet's nest?
Haha.
Pick up the receiver. Dial the number.
At this time in Beiping and Tianjin, the phones were working well.
'Dudu...'
'Dudu...'
After waiting for a while, someone answered.
Zhang Yong did not introduce himself this time. Nor did he say anything. He waited for the other person to speak first.
'Who are you? Why aren't you saying anything?'
'You want my 800,000 jin of sugar?'
'Is this you? Didn't Zhang Benzheng tell you? Asshole! You ship it over immediately! Otherwise, I'll show you what's good!'
'Tell Wang Kemin to go to hell! Our boss Zhang treats him like a dog!'
'What? You, Zhang Benzheng! Zhang Benzheng...'
'Pang!'
Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
Screw you! It's best to curse Zhang Benzheng to death.
It would be best if the two of you fought. Or attacked each other. Dogs biting dogs.
'Ring ring ring...'
'Ring ring ring...'
It wasn't long before the phone rang again after he had put the receiver down.
Zhang Yong picked up the receiver. He was about to curse someone.
He felt that he didn't curse enough just now. Now was the perfect time to make up for it.
As a result, Mei Xiao's voice came through, 'I'm looking for Zhang Yong...'
'I'm your man!'
'You...'
Mei Xiao was at a loss for words.
This guy.
He actually spoke so vulgarly on the phone.
What did he mean by my man.
Well, it seemed to be true.
But business was important. Quickly said, 'I saw Kawashima Yoshiko.'
'Where?' Zhang Yong's eyebrows shot up.
He wanted to fuck this woman to death.
This doesn't count as changing the course of history, does it? It's just a female traitor.
'At Chunmanlou.'
'Where are you?'
'I'm at Xiangmanyuan, diagonally opposite Chunmanlou.'
'Good. I'll be there soon.'
Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
He told Yu Lewei and Cao Mengqi about it.
Yu Lewei wanted to say something but stopped.
He was worried that it was a trap.
What if Mei Xiao...
Zhang Yong knew what was going on and said, 'Instructor Yu, you and Lao Cao come with me.'
'Good!' Yu Lexing was relieved.
The group set off quickly. But there were only ten of them.
Because Kawashima Yoshiko was sure to be surrounded by many Japanese spies. A large group would attract attention.
Let's go and check the situation first.
Start the car.
Approach Xiangmanyuan quietly.
As it turned out, the map indicated that there were actually two red dots inside Xiangmanyuan.
Suddenly, a heart lifted.
Mei Xiao was also in Xiangmanyuan!
Could it be that she is being held by the Japanese invaders? This is a bit of a problem...
If there is no other way, we can only shoot her. Wounding her will do. Without a hostage, the Japanese invaders will naturally be unable to do anything.
They quietly exchange signs.
'There are two Japanese invaders in Xiangmanyuan.'
'Where are they?'
'Let's find a place where we can observe them directly.'
'Good!'
A few people got out of the car and walked.
Zhang Yong observed the map and took a detour to get closer to Xiangmanyuan.
From a distance of about 250 metres, he went up to the roof of a building. Then he raised his binoculars to observe.
He saw Mei Xiao. Sitting alone.
He also saw the two Japanese soldiers. They were both dressed as Chinese people.
However, none of them were sitting near Mei Xiao. Instead, they were sitting at the top of the stairs and in the corners.
Frowning.
Has Mei Xiao been followed?
Or is she already under control?
Judging from the former.
Look around again. No suspicious characters are found.
If she is being controlled, it is unlikely that only two Japanese invaders are following her. Therefore, the most likely possibility is that she is being followed.
This indicates that Mei Xiao has been targeted by the Japanese invader secret service.
I just don't know which secret service these two Japanese invaders belong to.
Never mind. Let's arrest them and talk.
Some methods are not effective on their own. But they can be handed over to Kurohashi Nobuo!
Take action immediately.