Chapter 584: Acting Director

'Let's continue,'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He let the Japanese spy make his phone call next to him.

It didn't matter. The Japanese spy spoke Japanese. They all spoke Chinese.

Lin Beiqiu knew Japanese.

This guy had actually studied in Japan.

Liu Huaihong, on the other hand, knows nothing. A native of Tianjin, he has never left the city in his life.

The Japanese spies are jabbering away.

If Lin Beiqiu hears anything unusual and doesn't report it, it means there's something wrong with him.

Although Lin Beiqiu has special abilities, Zhang Yong doesn't feel he can be completely trusted. Especially after learning that he once studied in Japan.

Of course, Zhang Yong won't show it.

The chairman also studied in Japan. Although his grades were not good, he had studied abroad.

Actions speak louder than words.

Everything else is empty.

Let Lin Beiqiu catch a few Japanese spies first.

If he is afraid to catch even a single Japanese spy, then there is something fishy going on. He should go home and stay there as soon as possible.

Soon, the Japanese spy finished making the call.

He hesitated.

'Speak.'

'I...'

The Japanese spy blushed.

Apparently, he had run into a little problem with fundraising.

Tokugawa Yashu was very frustrated by Zhang Yong's blackmail. He felt like a failure. Humiliated.

But he really couldn't afford to miss such an opportunity.

Zhang Yong hadn't asked him for intelligence. He hadn't asked him to betray his own people. Just 15,000 taels of silver. That was a very reasonable request.

The only trouble was that he was new here and hadn't got that much money yet.

'No problem, you can write an IOU.'

'Are you trying to use the IOU to threaten me into selling you information? Forget it!'

'Don't be ridiculous. I don't want any information.'

'No way.'

'You're just a nobody. If you can't even come up with 15,000 taels of silver, what valuable information could you possibly have? You're joking!'

'You...'

'Besides, I can get information on the Big Thunderstorm plan. What's the point of asking you? My people are all in the military ministry!'

'What? You...'

Tokugawa Yezu was shocked.

What did Zhang Yong say? His people are inside the military department?

Oh my god!

Someone in the military department is selling information?

Damn it!

Who is it?

Which son of a bitch?

Are they those fat-headed guys? Is it General Sugiyama?

For some reason, the first person Tokugawa Yezhu thought of was General Sugiyama. This guy is the most suspicious.

As a junior or middle-ranking officer, Tokugawa Yashu, like many other young officers, resented the fat, lazy men in the military. He felt that they were all good for nothing. They were good for nothing but eating. They were a waste of food. Sugiyama Hajime was a typical example.

Among the middle and lower ranking officers of the Japanese army, there was a private method of 'testing' courage, which was to see who dared to publicly say that Sugiyama was a fool or something like that. Tokugawa Yashu had said it. Many times. So, everyone else thought he was very brave. He was proud of himself.

'How much can you deliver now?'

'Four thousand...'

'So little?'

'I...'

Tokugawa Yashu felt ashamed.

Utterly ashamed. He was ashamed to the point of losing face. He felt so incompetent.

'When will it be delivered?'

'In a while...'

'Fine. Four thousand is four thousand. You don't need to write an IOU for the remaining eleven thousand. I'll give you a month to raise the money.'

'I...'

'I'll give you some advice on how to get rich. Manchukuo. Kawashima Yoshiko. She's got a lot of money. You find a way to get some of it off her. Don't say 10,000 taels of silver, but even a hundred thousand wouldn't be a problem.'

'She...'

Tokugawa Yezhu paused.

Obviously, he felt ashamed of himself as a professional for doing such a thing.

But then, come to think of it: Kawashima Yoshiko is Chinese. She is not Japanese. Extorting her is the same as extorting the Chinese. It is the same as extorting Zhang Yong...

Well, more or less. Whatever Zhang Yong extorts from him, he will extort Kawashima Yoshiko in return.

Anyway, Kawashima Yoshiko is the one footing the bill.

Lin Beiqiu: ...

Liu Huaihong: ...

The two of them felt dazed.

Is this supposed to be a gentle and patient teaching?

Teaching the Japanese spies step by step how to extort money from the traitors? And then use it to pay tribute to Zhang Yong?

I'm convinced.

I've seen some shady operations. But I've never seen such a shady operation.

According to Zhang Yong's method, as long as the Japanese spies were caught, they had to extort money from Kawashima Yoshiko.

Even if that woman had a net worth of tens of millions, she couldn't withstand the Japanese spies' relentless plundering! One after the other, they kept coming. Endless.

I wonder if Kawashima Yoshiko is sneezing her head off at this very moment?

She's been double-crossed!

'Do you understand?'

'Er...'

Tokugawa's pride wouldn't allow him to say yes.

However, he did understand. If they wanted money, they should go to the top people in Manchukuo.

They had money. Lots of it.

Kawashima Yoshiko was just one of them. There were plenty of similar wealthy people.

'And there are Koreans.'

'What?'

'Koreans are also very rich. You know Yoon Tae-seok?'

'He...'

'He is the richest Korean businessman. He can get tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars without any problem.'

'Er...'

Tokugawa Yezhu was about to speak, but then stopped.

He was tempted. However, he could not say anything. He could not show it.

Zhang Yong secretly laughed inwardly.

These Japanese spies. They are all so stubborn and suffer.

Toiihara Kenji replaced one group of people with another, but it is not as good as the previous one. It's ridiculous.

I understand why Wang Zhulin was killed.

It must be the newcomers, someone much smarter than Tokugawa Yezhu. They went after Wang Zhulin's assets.

Perhaps they were too ruthless. Wang Zhulin did not answer. Or perhaps he hesitated. And then he was killed.

To be fair, Wang Zhulin was also very clever.

He had hidden seventeen addresses. Even the Japanese didn't know. The cunning rabbit had seventeen dens!

I must learn from him...

Soon afterwards, the doorman reported that someone had sent something. It was addressed to Zhang Yong.

'I ordered it...'

'I ordered it...'

Tokugawa Yashu hastened to declare.

Zhang Yong asked the guard to take it.

Sure enough, what was delivered was a large envelope. Inside were silver notes.

All of them were 100 yuan in denomination. There were exactly 40 of them.

After reading them, Zhang Yong shook his head. He wasn't very happy. They were again silver notes from the Baoshang Bank.

However, this was the limit of Dechuan Yezhu. As a newcomer, he could only get this much. If he wanted other banks' notes, he would have to keep working hard.

'Okay, you can go,'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Tokugawa Yezhu hurriedly left quickly. He was afraid that Zhang Yong would change his mind.

He let out a sigh of relief when he was out of the police station and confirmed that it was safe. Then he secretly despised Zhang Yong. He really was money-minded.

For 15,000 silver dollars, he easily released himself.

I'm a Japanese spy!

Shouldn't you get information from me?

Intelligence...

Intelligence...

The most important thing for a spy is intelligence!

Why did he not want intelligence but only money?

He had put the cart before the horse. He had picked up the sesame seeds but lost the watermelons. He was senseless.

Someone like Zhang Yong, who could not distinguish between the important and the unimportant, and who did not know the difference between the main and the secondary, was not even considered a qualified secret agent.

However...

Vaguely, there was also a sense of sadness.

Zhang Yong only wanted his money, and did not want any other intelligence. It seemed that he did not care about his value at all.

This deeply shocked the superior Tokugawa Yashu.

Even your opponent does not care about you!

I have to say, this is deeply frustrating.

I want to fight back...

It's as if I want to trample Zhang Yong onto the ground...

I want to tell the other person, I am the professional. I am the professional. Professional...

However...

I can't think of a way to fight back.

I dare not return to the police station. I'm afraid Zhang Yong will catch me again.

I can only leave in anger.

Over here, Zhang Yong has started making his own decisions and doing things his own way.

Since Li Boqi was dilatory and slow to arrive for work, he had to temporarily act as acting director and deploy various tasks.

There was nothing he wouldn't dare to do.

So what if he was acting director?

Whoever is not convinced, step forward!

There was no one...

First, all the weapons and equipment were distributed. A mobile patrol team was formed.

As relations with the Japanese invaders became tense, Zhang Yong judged that the Japanese spies would definitely retaliate. They might target the police station. Or they might target the patrol police.

Either assassination.

Or kidnapping.

The devils are much more sinister than we are. They can do anything.

It's impossible to guard against them.

Passive defence and counterattacks will only make us suffer.

We must take the initiative.

Organise all the veterans into several mobile teams.

Fully armed.

Who will provide reinforcements?

Distribute them at all major street intersections.

Once something happens, immediately block off the street intersections, and then arrest people in full gear.

What?

Not enough men?

Isn't there still a 34th Division?

General Zhang has many veterans who need a way out.

I'm sure General Zhang will be happy to help. He might even be willing to transfer some of his men directly to you.

No one can say anything if you replace your military uniform with a police uniform.

What? Formation? Funding?

Trivial matters.

With Zhang Yong in charge, who would worry about a lack of funding?

Extorting a Tokugawa yakuza will net 15,000 taels of silver. Although only 4,000 taels have been deposited so far, the remaining 11,000 taels will definitely not escape him.

Unless the Tokugawa yakuza never shows his face in Tianjin again. And don't let him encounter Zhang Yong.

What's the point of the other guy living?

15,000 for one, 100,000 for ten Japanese spies. Looking to the future, it's very friendly...

Silently monitoring the map.

Within a radius of 450 metres, there are four red dots. In other words, there are four Japanese.

Whether they are spies or Japanese, just arrest them. With a little torture, you can squeeze oil out of a stone.

The more status they have, the better. The more you can squeeze out of them...

However, the police station itself is seriously lacking in weapons and ammunition, which is a major problem.

The huge Tianjinwei Police Station only had a little over 100 rifles. There were only 30 or so pistols. This was terrible. It was not even as well equipped as an infantry company.

Other infantry companies at least had one or two Czech-style light machine guns. The police station did not have even one.

The 34th Division could not support this problem.

They could provide people. It was easy to recruit people. But weapons and ammunition were precious.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong also had his own methods.

The worst that can happen is that we find a way to seize them. Go out and sweep the streets.

Sweep through every place where you find signs of weapons. Then confiscate them.

I can't say how many there are. I'm not afraid to get a few hundred guns and tens of thousands of bullets. If all else fails, we'll just take them from the Japanese.

What? Provoke the Japanese?

How much more can we provoke them?

Whether it provokes them or not, sooner or later the Japanese will invade. What's there to be afraid of?

One word: steal!

Two words: keep stealing!

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

The phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver.

'Hello?'

'Zhang Yong, just you wait, I'll make you pay!'

'You...'

Zhang Yong thought for a moment. Oh, Tokugawa What's-his-name?

Oops. The other person had just left, and he had already forgotten their name.

He was so embarrassed. Had his memory really been so bad lately?

He needed to abstain from sex...

Wait a minute. I haven't been near a woman recently, have I?

Oh no...

I've been abstaining from sex, and my memory is still so bad. What's going to happen to me? Will I develop Alzheimer's at the age of 30?

"What was your name again?'

'Baka!'

'Tokugawa what tree? I've forgotten...'

'Baka!'

On the other end of the line, Tokugawa Yashiki was fuming.

He'd gone far away. It was safe. The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. He had to call back and let off some steam.

If he could, he would of course like to bring a few hundred soldiers and bulldoze the entire police station. Unfortunately, he can't. The situation is not good. The situation in Japan seems to be quite delicate. The military and the cabinet are at loggerheads, and Nishio Hisazo has been beaten up...

There's nothing he can do but call back and warn Zhang Yong.

'Yashiki! Yashiki! I remember!' Zhang Yong suddenly had a flash of inspiration and really remembered.

'Go to hell!' Tokugawa Yezhu became even more irritable.

He felt like he had no status at all!

His name wasn't even remembered by the other person. This was a failure. This was humiliating.

'Did you raise the funds?'

'Er...'

Tokugawa Yezhu was suddenly discouraged.

For no reason at all. Immediately, he felt three sizes smaller.

After all, he owed someone money. His momentum was suddenly dealt a critical blow. He suddenly regretted calling. He hurriedly hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong: ...

No. Are you crazy? You don't have the money to make a phone call!

He was about to curse when he realised the phone had already been hung up.

'Dudu...'

'Dudu...'

A busy tone came from the receiver.

Zhang Yong angrily put the receiver down. Then he took out his notebook.

His memory was terrible. He had to rely on a crappy pen. First, he would write it down.

In black and white, so that the other person couldn't deny it.

A neat record:

Tokugawa Yashiki owes me 11,000 taels of silver.

Finished. He looks at the notes. He sees the name Kuroshima Ryuzo. This guy owes me 300,000 US dollars!

Oops, I was careless. I should have asked him to pay part of it first.

Even if it's just a few thousand US dollars.

He sees the name Akiyama Shigeaki again. The amount owed is 5,000 US dollars.

Huh? Akiyama Shigeaki? 5,000 US dollars?

When did he owe me money? Oh, it's a consulting fee. Consulting fee...

I suggested that he send his daughter or family to Brazil. This suggestion is worth 5,000 US dollars. So it's been recorded.

Of course, Akiyama Shigeaki himself may not be aware of it. Remind him when the time is right.

Right, give him a call? Remind him kindly?

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

The phone suddenly rang again.

Zhang Yong immediately picked up the receiver. This Tokugawa yew tree, he wants to die.

No money and still makes harassing phone calls. Uneducated.

Grumpy. Roaring. 'You want to die, don't you?'

There was silence on the other end of the line. After a moment, he said, "Did I step on your tail?'

'Er..." Zhang Yong suddenly choked.

Faint. It was Li Boqi's voice. It was him who called.

This old guy. The Chief asked you to come and be the Chief. What's taking you so long? Why aren't you here yet?

"I thought it was a spy. A spy just called.'

'I'm not coming over for now.'

'Why?'

'I still have a lot of work to do. I've already reported to the department head. He agrees. He's asked you to temporarily take charge of the police station.'

'Me?'

Zhang Yong was stunned. Then he thought of three words:

'conscripted forced labour'.

Me in charge of the police station?

Come on...

How old am I...

I've only been in the Restoration Society for a few days...

And I'm already qualified to act as the department head?

Funny...