Chapter 572: My Days of Fishing at the Fuxing Society

There was a short silence.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes to rest his mind.

He could hold back at critical moments.

Lin Xiaoyan was no simple woman, and he didn't want to end up in a mess.

Suddenly, he noticed an extra piece of paper in his personal space.

Huh?

What is it?

Check it out silently. A bit surprised.

It turns out that the top of this piece of paper also has some technical data.

It is also related to a fighter. There is no specific name. But there are very detailed data.

Empty weight 1110, maximum take-off weight 1790...

Maximum speed 460, maximum range 800, maximum altitude 10000...

Maximum horsepower 610...

Doubt.

What kind of aircraft performance data is this?

What on earth is this broken system doing? It just gives a bunch of numbers. But it doesn't tell you the model of the plane. So you're just supposed to guess?

Let's take a closer look. It doesn't look familiar.

It's definitely not some well-known fighter. It's not a Mustang. It's not a Thunderbolt. It's not a Spitfire.

He does know the specs of these famous fighters.

The maximum speed is only 460 km/h. Seriously, that's pretty weak!

The maximum flying speed of the Bf 109 can reach more than 700 kilometers per hour. It can be seen that the gap between the two is very large.

The maximum take-off weight is only 1790 kilograms, which means it is not a bomber. The bomb load is also very small.

After thinking about it, I really can't determine what model it is.

But soon, Zhang Yong had an idea.

Since he couldn't be sure, he would throw it out as bait to attract other spies.

'I'll give you some technical data.'

'For me?'

'Yes!'

'Check it out yourself. See if there's anything you need.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper and a pen. He copied down the data.

The data given by the system. Oh, it's definitely fine.

Although this broken system cannot create real weapons, it has no problem giving some data. The only regret is that the system seems unable to determine the name of the weapon. Therefore, it cannot accurately indicate the model.

In that case, it's better to cause chaos.

Give this data to Lin Xiaoyan and let her investigate. Then there was another uproar.

Copy it. Give it to Lin Xiaoyan.

After Lin Xiaoyan read it, she said, 'What kind of plane is this?'

'I won't tell you,' Zhang Yong replied nonchalantly, 'if you want an answer, go find it yourself.'

'You...'

'Just go!'

'I can't go.'

'Why not?'

'I can't let anyone see it.'

'Then, you're alone with a man, aren't you worried about something happening?'

'My body is clean...'

'Get out!'

Lin Xiaoyan left.

The next day, Takeshi Kishida came again.

Zhang Yong: ???

Full of doubts.

What the hell is this guy doing here?

Paying a visit?

Asking for greetings?

Every day? So attentive?

I really want to arrest him and beat him up, torture him. But the other person is smiling...

and even offered to pay for his room and meals.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, this tactic of sugar-coating a cannonball is a bit hard to resist!

You shouldn't hit a smiling face.

Takeo Kishida used money to lure him, and Lin Xiaoyan used beauty to lure him.

Is this the legendary two-pronged approach?

It is indeed quite powerful.

If I weren't a time traveller, I might really be corrupted.

But...

Eat the sugar-coated bait. Throw the cannonball back.

Full and satisfied. Frown. Stare at each other. Straight to the point. 'Are you trying to say Yan Guangkun?'

'If you like, we can talk about that topic as well.' Takeo Kishida's attitude was very friendly. The main point was to be obedient. To please everyone. Just ask Zhang Yong not to run around.

He and the other heads of special services had already reached an agreement that in order to keep Zhang Yong in Tientsin, they would pay any price.

As long as Zhang Yong didn't come out and cause trouble, everyone else would be fine.

Otherwise, no one, including Tojiro Kenji and the others, would be safe. No one dared to take any action.

Apart from staying in the Japanese concession or the Japanese garrison headquarters, they were in danger everywhere else. It was possible that Zhang Yong might suddenly appear. And then they would be arrested.

Especially after Kawashima Yoshiko and Matsui Yoshio were suddenly arrested.

Fortunately, they happened to meet the undercover agents the Japanese had recruited. Otherwise, they would be in big trouble.

'You're looking for me. You've got the wrong person.'

'Tell me more.'

'My relationship with Yan Guangkun is not good.'

'Why do you say that?'

'If you get rid of him, I'll be in a good position to move up. I've wanted to be a team leader for a long time. But there are no vacancies at the moment. I can only hope that you will help me.'

'Then we'll do what you want.'

'But I'm afraid all the people you caught will also be finished.'

'Well...'

'If Boss Dai loses his temper, he might give me a hundred or so quotas. He wants me to catch a hundred Japanese spies to avenge Yan Guangkun. Then you'll be in trouble.'

'Well, we can discuss it.'

'You decide for yourself! It's best to withdraw all your people back to the mainland. Otherwise, if you get caught, I'm sorry. You might be executed on the spot.'

'Let's discuss it for a long time.'

Takeshi Kishida laughed. Then he took his leave.

Zhang Yong's gaze gradually grew cold. He pondered. It seems that the Japanese invaders are also keeping a tight lid on things!

They unexpectedly captured Yan Guangkun, but they haven't figured out what to do with him yet. And the Fuxing Society doesn't seem to be in a hurry to make contact with them either.

So the standoff between the two sides has entered a very strange state.

The Fuxing Society has captured so many Japanese spies. The Japanese high command is not in a hurry. Similarly, the Japanese have captured the leader of the Fuxing Society, but the Fuxing Society is not in a hurry.

They are both masters of their craft.

Both sides know very well that whoever is in a hurry will lose out.

The more anxious you are, the harsher the conditions the other side will demand. So, the two sides are competing in patience.

In that case...

Suddenly, another red dot appears at the edge of the map.

Next to the red dot, there is still a white dot. It is moving fast, presumably by car. Soon, the car arrives at the door. The white dot enters. The red dot does not move.

Zhang Yong: ???

Did this scene seem to play out yesterday?

It can't be...

Then I saw Wickman enter.

Well, it's actually this German guy again. Could it be that Lin Xiaoyan is in the car again?

Weird.

This woman really won't give up until she gets what she wants!

Yesterday, she was driven away, and today, she secretly returned. What on earth does she want? Does she really need to be driven away again?

Looking at Vikman,

'Captain Zhang, I have another gift for you.'

'Send it to the room.'

'Understood.'

Vikman turned and left.

Zhang Yong didn't bother to go out and see. He didn't want to see the same scene twice.

Sure enough, he saw the red dot moving after the white dot. He guessed that he was again put in a sack and carried up to Room 613. After the red dot entered the room, the white dot left.

This Vikman has become sloppy. He didn't even say goodbye when he left.

Some Germans are unreliable...

He returned to the room lazily. The person was inside.

He opened the door. He entered the room.

Sure enough, he saw the sack. But he didn't bother to untie it.

Lin Xiaoyan is trying to seduce him with her beauty. He has to be on his guard. Better safe than sorry.

She is a very professional secret agent. If she does something to him, he'll be in trouble. She could poison him or put a curse on him. There is no antidote for that.

In short, if you don't want to die, you have to be careful.

'Let me out!' Sure enough, Lin Xiaoyan's voice came from inside.

'You're not in there, so you can talk,' Zhang Yong disagreed.

'I can't stretch out,'

'You could bear it all the way here, so what's the problem?'

'Do you hate seeing me that much?'

'No.'

'Then what is it?'

'After I let you out, I don't feel safe.'

'You...'

'Let's get down to business. Finish up and leave.'

'Where did you get the data you gave me yesterday?'

'I bought it.'

'From whom?'

'It's a secret.'

Zhang Yong refused to answer.

Joke. How could I possibly tell you?

'10,000 US dollars.'

'Confidential.'

'15,000.'

'Confidential.'

'20,000.'

'I told you, it's not about the money...'

'30,000.'

'No.'

Zhang Yong still refused.

It really wasn't about the money. It was about him needing to trick someone.

Trick who?

He was going to force Safiya to come out.

He wouldn't directly answer where he got the information from, but would mislead others into thinking it was Safiya.

When it comes to buying and selling information, the most professional in the country is still Shanghai Beach.

The city of ten miles of foreign settlements is a place of lights and revelry, with songs and dances every night and people living life to the fullest.

But who knows how many dark dealings are hidden behind the dazzling lights and splendour?

A paradise for adventurers.

A paradise for the rich.

'You...'

Lin Xiaoyan was sent away.

She didn't get what she wanted, and she didn't even get to see Zhang Yong.

The third day...

Takeo Kishida came again.

Still with a smile on his face, as if they had an appointment.

Zhang Yong gave the other man a look. Without saying a word, he thought, 'Okay, you're here, so come on in! Today, I'm going to cut you a new one.'

And so it happened...

'What is Project Thunderstorm?' asked Kishida Takeo suddenly.

'You should ask yourselves,' Zhang Yong replied.

Kishida Takeo wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Zhang Yong looked inscrutable.

Project Thunderstorm was actually something Zhang Yong had made up.

It just came to him in a flash, and then it popped out. There was no prior thinking at all.

Now, Zhang Yong also didn't bother to carefully structure anything.

Anyway, Li Boqi said that he should figure it out himself. So as not to fall into a rut.

In that case, just make up nonsense.

If you can trick one, you can trick them all.

Safiya is a must to trick. She must definitely be dragged down.

Without Safiya's involvement, such important information would seem fake, wouldn't it? She must be forced to get involved.

What if Safiya refuses?

It doesn't matter.

There are no consequences if the whole plan fails.

Besides, failure is impossible. Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will take root and sprout.

Even if it doesn't get any sunlight or rain, it will still grow strong. Eventually it will become a majestic towering tree.

No one can stop it from growing.

Unless you stop it from taking root in the first place.

So...

Takeshi Kishida left.

Lin Xiaoyan didn't come.

Fortunately.

Another day of goofing off.

According to the arrangement, Zhang Yong was mainly responsible for the security around the Elizabeth Hospital. Commonly known as the outer perimeter.

The security inside the Elizabeth Hospital was the responsibility of Dai Yice. Only he could enter.

It really wasn't challenging.

Every day was just goofing off. Eating. Sleeping. Boredom.

Every now and then, a Japanese sniper would sneak up, be discovered early, and be shot.

These Japanese snipers often had a few scraps of silver notes on them, in addition to their guns and bullets.

Either 50 or 100 silver dollars. After they were captured, they were just right for exchange. And then divided. A kind of reward.

On the fourth day...

Takeo Kishida came again. Spoke some nonsense.

Lin Xiaoyan didn't come.

Day 5...

Kishida Takeo continued to report for duty. Spouted nonsense.

Lin Xiaoyan didn't come.

Today was a bit special. It was 1 January 1936. New Year's Day.

But there was no festive atmosphere. The authorities didn't organise any events. It seemed to have been forgotten. The people hadn't yet accepted this 'foreign' holiday.

Within the Fuxing Society, there was also no celebration. But there was an allowance for the holiday. Five silver dollars per person.

Zhang Yong hinted that he wanted to go see Chu Zuo, but Dai Yice refused. He said Chu Zuo's injuries had not yet healed and he could not see outsiders.

On the sixth day...

Takeo Kishida reported for duty again. He talked nonsense.

On the seventh day...

Takeo Kishida did not come. But Lin Xiaoyan came.

The German, Wickman, was even more perfunctory. He did not say hello, just took the person to the room and left.

He didn't even notify Zhang Yong. It was as if he wanted to surprise Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong: ...

So they continued to speak through the sack.

'Did you buy the data from Safiya?'

'I didn't say anything.'

'Apart from this data, what other data do you have?'

'None.'

'I don't believe you.'

'Believe what you like.'

'Zhang Yong, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I can be your woman. And I swear that you will be the only man in my life. If I break this oath, may I be tortured a thousand times and never be reincarnated.'

'I don't lack women.'

'But I can help you with many things.'

'What things?'

'You want me to do whatever you tell me to do?'

'Please get lost!'

'...'

Send Lin Xiaoyan away.

Haha. Beautiful snake. Just wait and see!

Now she can't be trusted to keep her word. We'll have to watch her actions.

...

Day 8...

Continue sleeping.

Mei Lu came last night. The two of them were inseparable. They had an in-depth exchange.

Woke up in the morning. Found that Mei Lu had already left. Feelings of silence. My life is really more exciting than fiction!

'Knock, knock!'

'Knock, knock!'

Someone is knocking at the door.

Then comes the voice of Cao Mengqi.

'Shaolong, get up. You have a visitor.'

'Who?'

'Dickens.'

'Oh!'

Zhang Yong remembers.

It seems that he has a tail at the Kailuan Coal Mine.

Anyway, because he catches Japanese spies, he is welcomed everywhere.

He has set up an office at the Kailuan Coal Mine that specialises in catching Japanese spies.

Dickens is also part of the office.

What could this guy possibly want now?

He says that the past few days have been really boring. But he dares not leave. He's afraid something might happen.

If I had to describe my life in the past few days in one sentence, it would be: I'm just hanging around at the Fuxing Society, and there's always some trouble-maker trying to get me into trouble...

Get up.

Go out.

Go downstairs.

Sure enough, there's Dickens.

This guy is beaming, and he's hanging out with the British journalist Catherine.

Suspicion.

Could it be that he has seduced Catherine?

Yes. The son of an official, seducing a rich girl. They are a perfect match.

They are not like themselves. They do the most dangerous work. They could die at any time. They don't even dare to fall in love, let alone get married. They are afraid of getting others involved.