Chapter 533: The army is unified and no one can compete with it

Zhao Guanglin brought his boss.

He was a chubby deputy director. His nickname was Fat Dahai.

He was very young. He was probably in his early twenties.

Pang Dahai is a very easygoing person. He doesn't care at all about people calling him by his nickname. He is mainly known for being approachable.

Later, Zhao Guanglin quietly told Zhang Yong that Pang Dahai's father was an important big shot in the 29th Army. Only then did he realise that he was a second-generation official.

It's commonplace.

No big deal.

It's basically the same in any country at any time.

So what if you're young?

You've got your father's protection!

You can make countless trial and error attempts.

If you're an ordinary person and make a mistake, you won't get another chance to try again.

But for the children of officials...

If you make one mistake, you can make a comeback...

If you make two mistakes, you can make a comeback...

If you make three mistakes, you can still make a comeback. And so on, countless times...

At the very least, this Fatty Ocean is easy to talk to, which is already very rare. Zhang Yong has seen many second-generation people with high standards.

'Kid, you said Lao Wangtou had a gun on him?'

'Yes.'

'Kid, you need to be responsible for what you say.'

'I know.'

'If it turns out that you were wrong, I'll have to arrest you and lock you up for three days. Even if you are a relative of Lao Zhao, I won't go easy on you.'

'I know. But if I'm not wrong, you have to reward me with ten silver dollars...'

'Ahem, ahem...'

Zhao Guanglin couldn't help coughing.

He doesn't smoke. But he couldn't help coughing.

This Zhang Yong. Really!

Ah, in that case, he dares to say it too.

Ten big ones!

You dare to ask for it too!

Fat Dahai is just fat. But he is definitely not stupid!

"Kid...'

Sure enough, Fat Dahai pointed his finger at Zhang Yong. He didn't bother to say anything.

Suddenly, he felt that this kid was somewhat similar to himself.

They both like money.

They like to make money.

But he never embezzles. He only extorts other people's.

Who are the others? Of course, they are the people he doesn't like.

Zhang Yong said with conviction: 'Even if it's a reward notice, it will eventually have to indicate the reward amount.'

'Lao Zhao, what does your relative do?'

'He...'

'I used to hang out in Tianjin.'

'No wonder. I said you smelled like a rascal. There will definitely be a reward. But if you say the wrong thing, I'll lock you up for ten days. One day for each dollar!'

'No problem,'

Zhang Yong answered in Tianjin dialect. He had learned it in a hurry.

Whether Fat Dahai believed him or not, he had said it anyway.

'Okay, let's go!'

Fat Dahai immediately ordered the police to move.

He suddenly noticed that Zhang Yong was quietly hiding at the back. He frowned. He waved at him.

Kid, come up here!

Don't hide at the back. If you're wrong, you won't get away with it!

Zhang Yong shook his head repeatedly.

He was joking. Old Wang had a gun. He wasn't willing to die.

Fat Dahai: ?

This guy is greedy and afraid of death. He really is a scoundrel.

Fortunately, he has seen people like this before. On the contrary, all doubts have been dispelled. There is nothing to doubt about someone like this!

It's just a few dollars. He definitely doesn't want to risk his life!

Looking at Old Wangtou, he can't help but believe a little.

So he gestures to the others to be careful. Don't let Old Wangtou sneak up on you.

Soon, they surrounded Lao Wangtou.

Strangely, Lao Wangtou did not react. He ignored the arrival of the police.

Pang Dahai nudged Zhao Guanglin.

Zhao Guanglin stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Lao Wangtou's hands. Lao Wangtou looked at him suspiciously.

The others pounced on him. They held Lao Wangtou down.

'What are you doing?'

'What are you doing?'

Lao Wangtou struggled. Suddenly, a pistol fell out of his bosom.

Zhao Guanglin picked it up. It turned out to be a crude Browning pistol. The quality was quite rough. But it was indeed a pistol.

He pulled the magazine out. He found that there were no bullets inside. Only the gun, no bullets.

The expression on the fat man's face suddenly fell.

'Where did you get the gun?'

'I picked it up.'

'Do you want to get shot? Pick up a gun? Why not pick up gold?'

'I just picked it up.'

'Where did you pick it up? If you're lying, I'll kill you!'

'Over by Laojunmiao Temple.'

'What were you doing there? Tell the truth!'

'I was delivering goods to Donglaishun yesterday and passed by there. I saw it there by accident and picked it up.'

'Don't you know that hiding a gun is punishable by death?'

'A lot of people have guns...'

'You...'

Zhao Guanglin was speechless. He looked back at Zhang Yong.

This guy, did he really figure it out? The old man really had a gun on him!

'You, come here!'

Pang Dahai waved at Zhang Yong.

After confirming that there was no danger, Zhang Yong quickly came over.

There was only a gun, but no bullets?

Haha, that's not my business. I only said there was a gun. I didn't say there were definitely any bullets.

'Kid, how did you know?'

'I can tell.'

'Did you set up Lao Wangtou?'

'You can test it.'

'How?'

'Isn't there a pistol here? You tell a few policemen to go into the house and put it on one of the men. Then you all walk out together. Let me guess. If I'm wrong, it'll prove that I'm cheating. It's not too late for you to deal with me.'

'Good!'

Fandahai nodded.

This was a good suggestion. He did have serious doubts.

Either it was a coincidence.

Or Zhang Yong had set it up in advance.

He immediately called five policemen into the room. Then he arranged it.

Zhao Guanglin looked at Zhang Yong, wanting to say something but holding back.

Zhang Yong gave him an OK sign. It's fine. No problem.

It's nothing.

Zhao Guanglin then tried hard to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Soon, Fat Dahai came out with five policemen. All five policemen were pressing against their waists as if they had guns.

'One of the four of them...'

'Him!'

Zhang Yong pointed to the second one from the left.

Fat Dahai: ...

'I said...'

'He has a gun on him, the others don't.'

'You...'

'If I'm wrong, you hit me.'

'You...'

Pang Dahai was speechless.

Zhang Yong had guessed correctly.

The gun was indeed on the second person from the left.

However, Pang Dahai refused to believe it. He called the five policemen back in, then came out again.

'The first one on the right.'

'You...'

'The first one on the right,'

Zhang Yong repeated emphatically. His expression did not change.

It's child's play. It's nothing. The hard part is keeping a straight face.

Fat Dahai: ...

I don't believe it.

This is unbelievable.

Does this guy really have the Sharingan in his eyes?

He got it right every time? Twice?

This is really something. Where is Mr Sai? Come out and explain...

'Again!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong nods.

Whatever. Until you believe.

Fat Dahai really doesn't believe it. He calls in all five policemen again.

Soon after, the five policemen came out one after the other.

'None of them had it.'

'What?'

'None of them had the gun on them. It was inside the house.'

'You're wrong.'

'I'm not wrong. The gun was on the table inside the house.'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Fat Dahai: ...

Damn, really, you can tell at a glance?

It doesn't have to be that amazing.

Indeed, the gun was inside the house. None of the five policemen had it.

Weird.

Amazing.

How did Zhang Yong figure it out?

Could it be that this guy's eyes can really see through everything?

"You...'

'I was once hit by a Japanese shell. I was unconscious for a long time. I woke up like this.'

'This...'

Da Hai was doubtful.

His reason told him that this was absurd.

He also believed in Mr. Sai. He would never believe something so absurd and unbelievable.

However, it was indeed the case.

After repeated experiments, Zhang Yong could indeed tell at a glance whether the target was carrying a weapon.

No matter where it is hidden, he can tell.

'But I can only identify firearms. If it's a knife, or a grenade or a hand grenade, I can't tell,' Zhang Yong said honestly.

He suddenly realised that the map function was actually not perfect enough.

What if the enemy has a grenade on them?

What if there is a hand grenade?

That is also super dangerous. It can destroy you and yourself at any time.

Therefore, one must always be cautious and never let one's guard down. If one is careless, one may not even know how one died.

With a loud bang, one is blown to pieces. It is useless to beg for mercy from the Lord of Hell!

After a pause, Zhang Yong said, 'Director Pang, do you believe me now? I'll trouble you for ten silver dollars.'

'You really are...' said Pang Dahai angrily, 'I don't have any money on me. I'll give it to you later.'

'When then?' Zhang Yong acted impatient.

'How about this: kid, come work for our police department. How's that?' Fat Dahai's eyes twinkled.

'How much is the salary?' Zhang Yong asked bluntly, 'I don't want paper money.'

'Hey, kid, I said you were fat, and you're breathing hard. What do you think? You don't want paper money? Who do you think you are? Daydreaming all day with paper money in your pocket?'

'Paper money is worthless. Only gold is valuable.'

'Fine, I'm not going to argue with you. I'll give you one chance. Do you want to work for the police?'

'No,'

Zhang Yong refused flatly.

I'm just venting my frustration.

Once the heat dies down here, I'll immediately evacuate Beiping. I'll go back to Tianjinwei and live it up.

I originally wanted to seize the moment and arrest Kawashima Yoshiko. But Zhao Guanglin said that we can't be too hasty about this. So I'll just go back to Tianjinwei and clean up the loose ends.

No matter how long it is quiet in Beiping, it has nothing to do with Tianjinwei!

The Director is almost here...

In case the Director is angry with Li Boqi, he must be there.

As long as he firmly supports Li Boqi, even the Director will not dare to go too far. This is the power of Zhang Yong.

For the time being, the Director still can't bear to lose him.

If he pushed him too far, he would simply jump ship and join the accounting department. If he joined the boss's wife's side, then the boss would have nothing to do with him. The boss wouldn't dare say anything.

Even if the boss were given ten guts, he wouldn't dare say no to the boss's wife.

'Are you sure you don't want to?'

'No.'

'Kid, this is a government job, a permanent position...'

'No.'

Zhang Yong refused flatly.

If this were his previous life, he would have jumped at the chance.

But now, he already had a position. And it was with the Special Branch of the Restoration Society. In the future, he would be promoted to the Military Intelligence. Once he was in the Military Intelligence, no one would be able to compete with him!

'Lao Zhao, where does your relative work?'

'He? He's just hanging around!'

'Okay, go back and get him ten silver dollars.'

'Okay!'

Zhao Guanglin hurried off.

Zhang Yong was watched by Fat Dahai, who said, 'Kid, let's get back to work. Keep an eye on things for me.'

'What for?'

'I'll take you on patrol of my area. Look out for anyone carrying a gun and let me know.'

'You want to charge money, ten silver dollars per person.'

'You might as well just rob them!'

Fatty Hai said angrily.

Zhang Yong didn't say anything. He thought to himself, I'm actually robbing them.

It's just that the situation isn't right now, so I have to make do. Once I get the chance, I'll be making tens of thousands of dollars every time.

'Actually...'

Zhang Yong quietly leaned closer to Fatty Hai.

Pang Dahai looked at him coldly.

'Want to get rich? I have the connections,' Zhang Yong whispered.

Pang Dahai stared at him askance for a long time before slowly saying, "If you're trying to trick me, save it.'

'I'm serious. Do you dare take the Japanese money?" Zhang Yong whispered.

'What? You want me to be a traitor?' Pang Dahai smirked.

Zhang Yong could clearly feel the other person's murderous intent.

Crap. Misunderstanding.

The other party obviously doesn't want to be a traitor.

Good. Good.

It's good that you don't want to be a traitor. Very good.

'Listen to me out. There are many Japanese spies posing as Chinese people. Lurking everywhere.'

'Then what?'

'They have money on them. Some of them are very rich.'

'What do you mean?'

'Arrest you. Dig out their funding. It will go into our pockets.'

'You're talking about Japanese spies. How can we find them so easily? Chen Gongpeng and his men have been busy every day, but they haven't caught any Japanese spies.'

'That's because he's not looking in the right place. If you're willing to cooperate with me, the two of us can go find the Japanese spies together. I guarantee it. In less than half a month, you'll be able to make a fortune.'

'I think you're talking nonsense. It's wishful thinking.'

'Don't you want to find out?'

'You...'

Dahai was at a loss for words.

He had been tempted by Zhang Yong.

There was no way around it. No one didn't like money. He liked it too.

Catch the Japanese spies. Take their money. Who wouldn't want to? It would not only deal a blow to the arrogance of the Japanese invaders, but also fill your own pockets.

Two birds with one stone.

The best of both worlds.

As long as you weren't a fool, you couldn't refuse.

The problem was...

'Do you know where the Japanese spies are?'

'Don't worry. I can find them.'

'What if you find the wrong people?'

'Do whatever you want with them.'

'Good. That's what you said. If we find the spies, we'll split the reward 50-50. If we don't, I'll really beat you up.'

'Deal!'

Zhang Yong replied cheerfully.

This fat guy is a generous host.

Only 50%. That's really generous. He thought the other party would want more than 70%.

After all, the main force for catching the spy was the other party. Zhang Yong was just one person, isolated and helpless. Even if the other party wanted to take 80%, he would have nothing to say.

In fact, Zhang Yong would not refuse.

Using the Beiping Police Department to crack down on the Japanese invaders was also a long-term strategy.

As long as it was possible to crack down on the Japanese spies, no matter who took action, he would help.

No matter who beats Ping'an, my 358th Regiment has to help. Hehe...

'Here it comes!'

'Here it comes!'

Soon after, Zhao Guanglin hurried back. He really did have ten silver dollars.

Zhang Yong kicked him in the pocket without any hesitation.

He was now wearing civilian clothes. He only had one pocket. Fortunately, there was no problem with holding ten silver dollars.

'Do you have a target now?'

'Yes.'

'Take us to arrest someone immediately!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong nodded. He took the lead.

Zhao Guanglin: ?

What happened? Who are we going to arrest?

He caught up with Zhang Yong in three steps and asked, 'What's going on?'

'We're going to catch a Japanese spy,' Zhang Yong replied.

'Huh?' Zhao Guanglin was stunned.

No. Why are we suddenly going to catch a Japanese spy?

Look at Fat Dahai, so excited. What did you say to him, boy?

Hey, hey, hey, what did you say?