Chapter 592: Plan 226

It's just as the map shows.

Inside the suitcase is a Browning M1935 pistol. Brand new. Comes with two magazines.

And five gold bars. Small ones. And some silver certificates. And some US dollars and British pounds.

Wait...

US dollars?

Pounds?

Zhang Yong suddenly felt his fingers tremble.

He finally remembered. He had returned to Shanghai! Back to Shanghai...

I want to shout it out loud, I love the Bund!

Just catch a Japanese spy and you'll find pounds and dollars!

Look up...

Look at the bright lights and the glitz and glamour in front of you...

Suddenly, he felt that his situation seemed a bit small-scale. He just knew to passively wait for people to bring him money.

In fact...

He should take the initiative to create opportunities.

How?

Of course, by using his own hands to stir up the situation.

He is a time traveller.

He has a system.

He is full of buff.

How can he be satisfied with catching just one or two spies?

Someone said, if there is a chance, take it; if not, make one. How much money does a spy have?

Among the world powers, the Japanese invaders are undoubtedly the poorest. Their wealth is definitely not comparable to that of the United States, the Soviet Union, Germany, the United Kingdom, France, etc. At most, they are on the same level as Spain and Italy. It was only through desperate militarism that it developed a fearsome army.

You need to think big.

You need to have a broad perspective.

You need to look at the world. You need to look at the other powers.

You need to suck the blood from them...

Can you do it?

Of course. He has the conditions to do it.

He has the advantage of foresight and can actively create intelligence.

The Big Thunderstorm Plan was just something he made up. But it unexpectedly stirred up the Far Eastern situation. Obviously, more and more people are getting involved.

Some technical data is like a swordplay manual. You can choose not to practise. But you can't do without it.

Otherwise, someone else might use it to beat you up.

Unfortunately, only one Thunderstorm Project was created, and the stir it caused wasn't big enough...

Pensive.

What's been the big world event recently?

The Spanish Civil War?

The 2.26 Mutiny?

The former is a bit far away. Creating information is a bit difficult. But the latter seems like it could be of use.

Create a so-called '226 Plan' yourself and then release it?

There are no details. Let others guess.

The key is not the details. It is the authenticity of the plan.

It is now January, and there is still more than a month to go before the 226th Army Mutiny. Once the mutiny occurs, the 226 Plan will prove to be authentic.

At that time, whatever intelligence Zhang Yong releases will be taken seriously by others.

Then, he can use the intelligence to make a profit.

Making a profit is only one aspect. It can even achieve the purpose of strategic deception.

Before the Normandy landings, the Allies' Operation Overlord successfully deceived the German intelligence agency. As a result, the Germans heavily fortified Calais.

'Ah...'

He took a quiet breath.

He was a little excited.

Could he try to deceive the enemy with some intelligence?

For example, last time he casually said that Han Fuzhu was going to send an army north to Tianjinwei, and as a result, the Japanese spy really believed it and went to Jinan to verify it.

Unfortunately, at the time, I didn't think of any follow-up at all. As a result, the lie was completely ineffective.

If you organise it a little, match the upstream and downstream...

Suddenly, I feel a headache coming on.

But I'm thinking too much, and my CPU can't keep up.

Strategic deception is not something that can be achieved overnight, and it cannot be done by one person alone.

After releasing the information, you also need the cooperation of other people.

For example, if Han Fuzhu is in Jinan and really creates the illusion of sending troops north, how will the Japanese invaders react?

Sigh...

The idea was a good one. But it seemed difficult to implement.

The goal of strategic deception was not just the Japanese, but also other powers. He wanted to take money out of the pockets of other powers.

Could he do it himself?

Zhang Yong was not sure.

However, the idea was like a wild thorn, taking root in his mind. Just waiting for the right opportunity, it would break through the soil.

'Here you go!'

Zhang Yong casually threw the suitcase to Gu Bafeng.

At this time, the help of the military police was needed. This was especially true when they arrived in Hangzhou.

After having the crazy idea, he no longer took this petty Japanese spy seriously. At most, it was only a few hundred or a thousand US dollars. A bit too little.

'Fifty-fifty,'

Gu Bafeng said without hesitation.

He was beaming with joy.

He was full of enthusiasm.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong returned and immediately became rich.

In his life, Gu Bafeng never had to think about anything or do anything, he just followed Zhang Yong without thinking.

'Good!'

Zhang Yong was also unceremonious.

Fifty-fifty. It couldn't be better. He wasn't losing out either.

His gaze fell on the captured Japanese spy. A bold idea suddenly occurred to him.

Perhaps he could start with him?

He waved his hand, indicating that the Japanese spy should be taken aside. There was no one else around.

Without removing the rag from the Japanese spy's mouth, Zhang Yong spoke directly: 'How much do you know about the 226 Plan? Tell me everything and I will spare your life. I, Zhang Yong, keep my word.'

The Japanese spy looked up at Zhang Yong in surprise. Obviously, he had never heard of the 226 Plan.

However, the Japanese spy also knew that Zhang Yong would not have asked pointlessly.

The fact that the other party had caught him and immediately questioned him about the 226 Plan meant that this plan was very important.

So, what exactly was the content of this plan?

Suddenly, he felt his mouth loosen. However, it was the rag in his mouth that Zhang Yong had pulled off.

With the hook of Plan 226, Zhang Yong was sure that the Japanese spy would not commit suicide so easily. And he would not bite his tongue either.

'Speak!'

Zhang Yong slapped the Japanese spy.

Hurry up and cooperate with the show. Otherwise, I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself.

'I don't know...'

'You don't know?'

'Pat!'

The Japanese spy got another slap.

The people around them were all looking at each other curiously.

Plan 226? What is that?

Why has a plan 226 suddenly appeared? Where did Zhang Yong hear about it?

'I...'

'Pat!'

Zhang Yong gave the Japanese spy another slap.

Very good. Of course you don't know. For the time being, no one knows except me, Zhang Yong.

He shoved the rag back into the Japanese spy's mouth.

Japanese spy: !@#¥%...

'It seems that he really doesn't know,' Zhang Yong frowned.

'What is plan 226?' Yang Lichu asked.

'I only recently learned from a very special source that someone within the Japanese invaders had created a 226 plan. The specific details are unknown. But the other party vowed that once this plan was implemented, it would have an extremely terrible impact within the Japanese invaders.'

'What is the code name 226?'

'I don't know.'

Zhang Yong shook his head, indicating that he was also very confused.

But his words had successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.

Including the Japanese spy who had been arrested. He also firmly remembered this incident. He remembered the code name of the plan. At the same time, his mind was racing with speculation.

'Not many people know about this plan.'

'It was probably formulated by a Japanese spy at the very top.'

'It could have extremely dire consequences.'

Zhang Yong continued to add a mysterious air to this Plan 226 in order to attract more people into the game.

Of course, these people around him were not his targets. He hoped to attract a few British and American intelligence agents. They had a lot of money at their disposal.

At the same time, it would also increase the credibility of the plan. It would prove that his intelligence channels were very powerful.

In fact, these three sentences of his were very weighty.

If they were dug up in the future, they could be used to glorify Zhang Yong and add a golden signboard to his reputation.

In the past, Zhang Yong was only good at catching Japanese spies. But now, he was also very good at intelligence gathering. He could obtain such secret information.

In time, he will become the centre of attention in the secret intelligence world, and naturally, many big fish will be hooked.

Before, MI7 already bit quietly.

'Then I'll take it back for interrogation. I'll break its bones and pry open its mouth,' Gu Bafeng resolved.

Zhang Yong shook his head, 'Forget it. He's not qualified to know.'

Japanese spy: !@#¥%...

Are you despising me? Saying I'm not qualified...

But he really doesn't know anything!

What is this 226 plan?

So secretive? Or was it formulated at the highest level? What level is that? The military? The headquarters?

'Well...'

'Keep arresting people! See if there are any big fish who know anything.'

'Yes!'

Gu Bafeng's mouth was all twisted with a smile.

In fact, he didn't really care about this 226 plan. He wasn't in intelligence.

But he does like big fish.

Big fish means big money!

During the months before Zhang Yong left, he had not made a single arrest!

Not a single Japanese spy. Not to mention any gold bars, US dollars or British pounds.

Now that Zhang Yong had arrived, he had immediately made a fortune.

Zhang Yong silently surveyed the surroundings.

Occasionally, red dots flashed intermittently. They were probably all Japanese spies.

However, judging from their hidden identities, it seems that they are all very low-level characters. Obviously, they have nothing to do with 'Project 226'.

I must find a more important Japanese spy. At least a major or above?

Wait silently...

Wait patiently...

Finally, a seemingly more suitable target appeared.

'Over there,'

Zhang Yong pointed to the location of the exit.

The Japanese spy he had his eye on was a middle-aged man wearing a coat.

Vaguely, Zhang Yong felt that this middle-aged man looked a bit familiar. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before. But when he thought about it, he couldn't remember.

Alas, this damn memory...

The overcoat on the middle-aged Japanese spy should be very expensive. It's like a fur? He was dressed and groomed all over. It's worth a lot.

He was also carrying a suitcase.

When leaving the exit, the middle-aged man even looked around specifically. Then he continued walking.

There were also five Japanese spies covering him, within a radius of several dozen metres.

This is a bit of a problem! All these Japanese spies have guns.

They were able to bring weapons onto the train. And there were five of them at the same time. This means that this middle-aged man must be very important indeed.

Just arrest him.

A Japanese spy of this level is likely to 'know about Project 226'...

Arrange the operation.

'Six?'

'Yes. Note that although the target does not have a gun, the five people covering him from behind all have guns.'

'This...'

Gu Bafeng gritted his teeth.

He wasn't afraid. He had plenty of military police with him anyway.

However, if there was a scuffle, the situation would be hard to control. If the train station became a battlefield, it wouldn't look good.

In the end, it was decided that the middle-aged man and the other five escorts would be separated first.

The middle-aged man would be captured alive. The other five escorts would be shot.

The operation began.

Qin Lishan and his men blocked the middle.

Three people quickly rushed up and pinned the middle-aged man to the ground from behind.

'Baka!'

The five Japanese spies behind them immediately realised something was wrong.

Without thinking, they drew their guns.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

They fired decisively.

A chaotic gunfight ensued.

One...

two...

three...

The five Japanese spies were quickly shot dead.

Since their identities had been revealed, they certainly couldn't escape.

The middle-aged man was also tied up.

His suitcase was quickly searched. No weapons were found. Nor was there any money. It was just an ordinary suitcase. It was full of everyday items and clothes. The only thing that was special was a card found among the clothes.

There were some partial code words on it. It seemed to have some strange connection with those found earlier.

Zhang Yong looked at the middle-aged man and said, 'You should recognise me.'

'I don't,' the middle-aged man denied.

'I'm Zhang Yong.'

'...'

The middle-aged Japanese spy remained silent.

He really didn't know Zhang Yong. But he knew the name.

Every Japanese spy of some status knew the name. If there was one who didn't, he could only be considered a lowly spy.

How careless.

Zhang Yong was actually in Shanghai?

Wasn't he in North China? When did he return?

Damn it...

He had actually run headlong into his arms.

Ahhh, what bad luck...

'I don't know who you are. And I don't want to know. But if you're willing to tell me about Project 226, I can let you go right away.'

'What?'

The middle-aged Japanese spy was confused.

He had heard it perfectly. Project 226?

What was that?

'Don't tell me you don't know,' Zhang Yong said coldly, 'would you like to try one of the 108 delicious dishes of our Restoration Society?'

'I...' The middle-aged Japanese spy didn't admit it. But he didn't deny it either.

His mind was racing.

Project 226. The Chinese were looking for Project 226.

Clearly, this was something the Chinese were desperate to know. So it was very valuable.

Because the person they had sent was Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong was personally looking for it. Whenever Zhang Yong was personally involved, it was definitely not that simple.

In other words, this 226 plan was very important. At the same time, it could also save his life.

As long as he pretended to know about the plan but would rather die than talk about it, he would still have a chance to live.

So...

'I won't tell you anything,' the middle-aged Japanese spy stubbornly said.

'You will talk,' Zhang Yong coldly responded.

The middle-aged Japanese spy remained silent.

The other party did not take action. They did not immediately torture him for a confession.

This only served to show that this matter was very serious. This 226 plan was very important. Therefore, the other party did not take action.

They were worried that if they did, they would be killed. Or they would be forced to commit suicide by biting their tongue. So, they were pretending to be kind.

So...

The question is...

What the hell is this 226 plan?

Who knows...

Zhang Yong picked up the card and pondered over it.

The heart of the middle-aged Japanese spy immediately lifted. He had a very bad feeling. If Zhang Yong knew the secret on it...

The consequences would be unimaginable.

This was the latest method used by the Japanese spies to change their communication passwords.

The Japanese spies suspected that so many people had been arrested recently because the content of the telegrams had been leaked. So they began to update the password book. It had been upgraded from the original.

As a result...

'Is this part of Project 226?' Zhang Yong asked, holding the card.

'No,' the middle-aged Japanese spy let out a sigh of relief.

He honestly admitted.

It really wasn't.

It had nothing to do with Project 226.

But he believed that Zhang Yong would not believe his words.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong took the card and looked at him coldly, as if his eyes were saying, you think I'm an idiot?

This card must be related to Project 226!

'Lieutenant Liang.'

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at Liang Wenxiu.

At this moment, Liang Wenxiu had an expressionless face.

He didn't know what to say.

This Zhang Yong, he arrested so many Japanese spies at the train station?

It seems that he even captured a big shot alive?

And it seems that it involves some very important Project 226?

Zhang Yong is personally investigating this project, which means that it is no small matter.

Frankly speaking, Zhang Yong is really something. His ability to catch Japanese spies is truly unparalleled. The others in the Fuxing Society combined are not as good as him.

Not only that, but this guy's ability to gather intelligence is also improving rapidly.

He's never heard of the 226 plan. But Zhang Yong is already on it.

Unfortunately, this guy is only willing to follow the Dai family. He's not willing to change sides. Otherwise, the commander definitely won't mistreat him.

'What is it?'

'Let's go eat?'

'Er...'

A strange look appeared on Liang Wenxiu's face.

Eat?

Now?

Didn't you catch a big Japanese spy who needs to be interrogated immediately?

Are you going to hand him over to someone else for interrogation? You don't care?

You're just going to ignore the 226 Project?

'What? Canceled the dinner date?'

'No.'

'Let's go then! Wu Xiang Ju. Correct?'

'Correct...'

Liang Wenxiu looked weird.

This guy is really sick! It's like he can't wait.

But it doesn't matter. Let's eat.

'Bring him along.'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Pointing at the middle-aged Japanese spy.

Liang Wenxiu: ?

What's going on? We're going to take a Japanese spy to Wu Xiang Ju?

Are we going to interrogate him there?

'We'll eat. He can watch from the side,'

Zhang Yong said with a smile.

This look in his eyes made the middle-aged Japanese spy even more puzzled.

Is Zhang Yong trying to seduce me? Seduce me into telling you about Project 226? Hmph. That's impossible. He'll never tell.

Even if he knows nothing. But he will never show it.

Liang Wenxiu: ...

hesitates to speak. In the end, he says nothing.

He remembers his task. It is to stall Zhang Yong. Who cares what he does?

No matter how active this guy is in Shanghai, after going to Hangzhou, there are not many days left, and it is not that easy to complete the task.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong waves his hand.

Escorting the middle-aged Japanese spy to Wu Xiang Ju.

They asked for a private room.

Zhang Yong, Liang Wenxiu and Gu Bafeng sat down.

Gu Bafeng came over to join the fun, as there was a Japanese spy present. The Japanese spy was escorted to the side.

'Tell him to sit down.'

'Yes. Tell him to sit down. Tie him to the chair.'

Zhang Yong continued to give orders.

The group tied the Japanese spy up. Then they waited outside the door.

Liang Wenxiu ordered the food.

Soon, the food and wine came up in an unbroken flow.

Xuan Tiewu was a powerful man and certainly had money to spare. In front of Zhang Yong, he could not lose face.

The various delicacies were not very expensive, but they were high-end and atmospheric.

'Please!'

'Please!'

Zhang Yong buried his head and ate hard.

Of course he would not be polite when someone was treating him.

It would be useless to be polite. Others Xuan Tiewu was now targeting him.

The Japanese spy was quiet. Not a word.

However, he knew that his identity would definitely be revealed layer by layer.

Sure enough, the person in charge of the external investigation was busy.

In the blink of an eye, the relevant information was already in front of Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong looked at the information. Then he looked at the middle-aged Japanese spy.

'Noguchi Hirofumi?'

'...'

The middle-aged Japanese spy's face suddenly tightened.

He tried hard to hide it, but it was useless. His eyes betrayed him.

Zhang Yong was therefore certain that the other person was Hirofumi Noguchi. He was the younger brother of Hirotaka Noguchi, the new head of the Japanese secret service.

In fact, the intelligence report that had been delivered did not contain Hirofumi Noguchi's name.

It was impossible for anyone else to find out the real identity of the Japanese spy in such a short time.

However, this was already enough for Zhang Yong.

Just a moment ago, he remembered. This middle-aged Japanese spy looked a bit like Hirotaka Noguchi.

Then he thought of the younger brother that Noguchi had mentioned...

What a coincidence!

He had just returned and had already caught a big fish.

Well, it was a big fish. After all, he was the head of the Japanese spy agency. He also had the rank of major.

He was very pleased.

This identity was very good.

It matched his own fabricated 226 plan perfectly.

'Your brother is doing well,'

Zhang Yong said casually. Then he pulled the rag out of the other person's mouth.

He believed that the other person would not bite their tongue and kill themselves.

That would be childish.

And unnecessary.

He was a major general now, and should think more comprehensively.

Besides, there was still Plan 226 hanging over the other person.

Sure enough, after the rag was removed, Hirofumi Noguchi just spat out the dirty water in his mouth in annoyance. He really hadn't bitten his tongue.

'Untie him!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand again.

Liang Wenxiu subconsciously cried out, 'No...'

'Did I call on you?' Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at him, "When we are doing things in the secret service, is it your turn to give orders?'

'You..." Liang Wenxiu suddenly felt his face turn red.

His anger was rising.

Damn it. Zhang Yong is such an asshole. He hit himself in the face in public, didn't he?

He was irritated.

He immediately got up and left.

He couldn't stand Zhang Yong.

This little man who has achieved success is so arrogant!

Zhang Yong suddenly stood up, pulled out a gun and held it against his chest.

Chaos ensued.

Guo Qiyun: ?

Gu Bafeng: ?

Qin Lishan: ?

Everyone froze.

Everyone had a gun in their hands. They couldn't help but touch it.

'Everyone calm down.'

'There must be a misunderstanding!'

'There's a misunderstanding!'

'Everyone let go of your hands!'

Fortunately, Yang Lichu's voice was crisp and clear at this critical moment.

The people who were nervous subconsciously let go of their hands. At the same time, cold sweat was pouring down their backs. If they really fired their guns, the consequences would be unimaginable.

There were military police, the Air Force Department, the Fuxing Society, and the Hangzhou Garrison Command at the scene. They were all on the same side. What would happen if they fought?

'Zhang Yong, what are you doing?' Yang Lichu's voice was clear and crisp. Her enunciation was clear.

'He can't leave.' Zhang Yong simply adored this Yang Lichu. Her presence perfectly complemented his actions.

'Why?'

'He already knows about the 226 plan. He absolutely cannot leave alone.'

'I see.'

Yang Lichu nodded. She waved her hand at everyone.

The originally tense atmosphere immediately dissipated without a trace. Everyone's hearts, which had been hanging in the balance, immediately let go.

Oh, it was just a matter of confidentiality!

I thought there was going to be a conflict right there and then!

It's fine.

It's fine.

It's just a matter of confidentiality.

Liang Wenxiu, who had been at gunpoint, was also relieved.

Just now, he really was sweating profusely and his mind went blank. He really thought Zhang Yong was going to kill him.

Who is the other person? It's Zhang Yong!

Others might not dare to do it. But if Zhang Yong is a fool...

Knowing that it is necessary for confidentiality, he is relieved.

Hirofumi Noguchi: ?

It seems that this Project 226 is very deadly.

Just now, Zhang Yong completely lost his temper.

'I promise not to tell anyone,' Liang Wenxiu said slowly.

'From now on, you cannot act alone,' Zhang Yong did not give the other person any face at all, 'otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!'