Chapter 660: Tungsten

Eight people, eight guns...

Zhang Yong frowned inwardly. We can't beat them. What do we do?

I searched my mind.

I racked my brains.

I couldn't think of a good way.

The target is so vigilant. To act blatantly is definitely not the best strategy.

If we force our way in, we'll definitely lose a few people on our side. It's not cost-effective. As Li Yunlong said, this is not how you fight a war.

We just have to wait.

Wait for the other side to let their guard down.

But where are they taking the safe?

Where are they staying?

Maybe we'll get our chance when they settle down?

He pondered...

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Another group of weapon symbols had entered the edge of the map.

It looks like they're driving too. Two cars again. Eight people. Everyone has a gun. They're moving really fast.

Wave your hand. Tell everyone to stay hidden.

Wait.

The eight gunmen who came later also seem to be heading for the Citibank.

It'd be best if they came to rob it. That would be perfect.

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like it.

Two black sedans appear in the field of view through the binoculars.

They're also Chevrolet models. The most common brand in this era. But not everyone can afford one.

Anyone who can afford a car like that must be someone important.

The newcomers arrive at the Citibank entrance. They park. Get out of the car. Then they greet Wang Jichang's men.

It's too far away to hear what they're saying. But it's clear that they're not here to rob the bank. They obviously know each other. The two groups seem to be handing something over. Then the newcomers go into Citibank. After a while, they come out again, carrying a heavy safe.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on?

What are the latter group doing?

Are they exchanging safes? No reason to do that!

If it's full of gold bars, why would they need to exchange it? Exchange gold bars for gold bars?

No one would be so silly.

I'm getting more and more curious.

The more I can't understand it, the more curious I get.

Although I know curiosity will kill the cat. But I just couldn't resist.

At the same time, a crazy idea came to my mind –

what if there are two safes full of gold bars?

What if there are two safes full of gold bars?

That's incredible.

This terrible thought immediately haunted Zhang Yong like a spell, and he could not give it up.

His reason told him that people die for money, and birds die for food. He is so greedy for money that sooner or later he will die for it. And he is also so lustful that sooner or later he will be killed by women.

Oh, it's okay. He is also afraid of death. He will never act without being absolutely sure.

For example, right now, he is not moving at all.

There are sixteen people in the two groups combined. Sixteen guns. He has ten people, and he has to ignore himself, who is not combat-ready. How can he win?

Poison?

Forget it. There's no way to get close.

Stop daydreaming.

But none of the methods are effective.

He can only watch as the two groups prepare to get into their cars. They are ready to leave.

Frustrated...

Suddenly, there is a sudden change.

He sees the second group suddenly draw their guns and shoot at Wang Jichang's men.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The sound of gunfire was like popping corn.

Instantly, two of Wang Jichang's men fell to the ground.

Although the others reacted quickly, drawing their guns and firing back, they were caught off guard and already at a disadvantage.

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong was shocked.

Stunned.

Literally.

For a full three seconds, he didn't react.

Firing?

A double cross?

A second group of people trying to take out Wang Jichang's men?

What's going on?

Who's so tough? Daring to take Wang Jichang's goods?

He couldn't figure it out.

He subconsciously hid behind the wall.

He didn't want to be the unlucky one who got mistakenly injured when the city gate caught fire and the fish got hurt in the pool.

It was best to just watch from the sidelines.

It would be best if the two sides fought to the death and perished together...

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The gunfire continues to erupt.

Both sides are firing pistols at each other. Both sides only have pistols.

People keep falling. And then dying.

Because there is a map, the deaths are clearly marked.

There were originally sixteen white dots, but now there are only nine. This means that seven people have been killed. They have disappeared.

And it seems that the remaining nine people are also all injured. And they are also disappearing one after the other. After a while, there are only five white dots on the map. This means that four more people have been killed.

'Sweat...'

'This...'

Zhang Yong couldn't believe it.

He was a little excited. But he was still cautious.

It felt like the sky-high wealth had somehow landed right in front of him.

Could it be that his luck was better than Xu Qian'an's?

Praying to the supernatural?

Praying for the two groups to fight, and they actually did?

Wow...

Still, he didn't dare to stick his neck out.

There were still five people. And five guns. It was very dangerous.

Continue to monitor.

Another white dot disappeared. Four left...

Another white dot disappears. Three left...

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

There are intermittent gunshots.

The remaining three people are still continuing to fire at each other. I don't know who is shooting at who.

Another white dot disappears. Two left...

Another one. One left.

And...

All the white dots disappear.

Zhang Yong: ???

Cautiously poking his head out.

It feels like his eyes are about to pop out. Did both sides really perish together?

Wow...

Not a single one left alive?

I saw the Citibank doors closed. Obviously they were afraid that someone would rush in.

The guards inside didn't come out either. They're not stupid. There was a firefight outside. How could they possibly have run outside?

Puff, puff, puff...

Puff, puff, puff...

Suddenly, I felt my heart beating furiously.

Sixteen people, just like that, fighting, all dead. They definitely perished together.

Now, the bodies were strewn all over the place. Handguns were scattered all over the floor.

However, these are not the important things. The important thing is that those two heavy safes seem to have no owners...

No owners...

And there is no one else around.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the uninvolved people had already run far away.

Take a deep breath.

Stay calm.

Zhang Yong slowly waved his hand.

He was ready to go all out.

How could he let go of such a windfall?

Lead the people out and clean up the scene. Don't take any weapons or anything. Don't take the car either. Don't touch the dead bodies.

Just the two safes.

Quickly carry the two safes out, load them onto your car, and leave.

Where to?

Of course, to the Yoon residence. The luxurious villa of Yoon Tae-seok.

Arrive without a hitch.

Immediately carry the two safes down.

Relieved.

I didn't kill anyone. I didn't rob anyone. I just happened to be passing by. It was a windfall.

So...

No one can do anything about it.

Even if the King of Heaven himself intervenes, these two safes will still belong to me, Zhang Yong!

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

He smashed open one of the safes.

With great anticipation...

A whole box of gold! He was overjoyed.

It was worth at least several hundred thousand dollars! He wouldn't have to worry about funding this year. Haha.

But the result...

A pile of black stuff fell out with a clatter.

Zhang Yong: ??

Damn. It's not gold?

What is this black stuff? Pick it up. It's heavy.

Almost the same weight as gold.

The others are also looking at each other in confusion. None of them know what this is.

But it seems to be quite valuable to be kept in a safe...

'Shit!'

Zhang Yong suddenly realised.

Damn it!

It's tungsten!

He's holding it in his hands. It's a tungsten block!

Someone used a tungsten block to fake gold!

He was a science and engineering man in his previous life. He knew that the densities of tungsten and gold were almost the same. With the advanced technology of the future, there was no way to distinguish fake gold mixed with tungsten without destroying the whole thing. Not to mention this day and age?

If someone in this era had mastered the technology of dissolving tungsten into gold, then they would definitely become rich overnight by producing a large amount of gold.

How much is a gram of gold? How much is a gram of tungsten?

In the future, in 2023, a gram of gold will cost more than 400 yuan, while a gram of tungsten will cost just 20 cents. The price difference is 2000 times!

"Team leader, this is...'

'This is tungsten.'

'What?'

'It's something that's exactly the same size and weight as gold. But the value is worlds apart.'

'Huh?'

'We've been cheated.'

'Huh...'

Everyone looked at each other.

They thought they had really struck it rich. They never expected...

But it doesn't make sense!

If it's worthless, why did the two groups fight?

They fought desperately, to the death. They didn't spare anyone. In the end, they both ended up dead. They fought so fiercely, didn't they know what was in the safe? They fought over a box of tungsten?

"Bang!'

'Bang!'

The second safe was smashed open.

Inside, there was also a pile of tungsten blocks. They were dark.

They were heavy.

They looked exactly like gold.

Even if May Wan-kwan had come to identify them, she would not have been able to tell the difference without opening the safe.

She was puzzled.

What was going on?

Who had put two boxes of tungsten blocks in the safe? Fake gold? And then a fight broke out?

What a waste of time!

And what about Citibank? Didn't they check?

The safe deposit box contains tungsten blocks, so they don't know? Oh, maybe the client stored it himself. The bank is only responsible for collecting money.

'Clatter...'

'Clatter...'

Angrily, he emptied all the tungsten blocks.

Suddenly, he saw a ledger pressed against the bottom. A black cover. There was a seal of the Bank of Communications on it.

Zhang Yong: ???

Then he felt a chill run down his spine.

Huh?

A black ledger?

Wait...

Black cover. Bank of Communications...

Could it be...

This is the black account book Kong Fansong is looking for?

Well, it's actually here?

It's actually being crushed at the bottom by a pile of tungsten?

Confused.

Doubtful.

I really don't understand. What's the mystery behind this?

But one thing is for sure. Tungsten is worthless. The black account book is valuable. Quickly pick up the black account book. Put it away.

This is something the Wang family wants to get their hands on. This is also the first time Kong Fansong seems nervous.

Before, when the master copy of the legal tender was lost, Kong Fansong wasn't that nervous. This fully indicates that there may be something very shameful in this black account book. Once the Wang family gets their hands on it, it could be very troublesome for the Kong family.

So, the question is...

Should I call Kong Fansong now?

Of course not.

Wait a minute.

There are so many questions, he needs to sort them out.

Although his intelligence needs to be topped up, he has to think about it. What if a flash of inspiration gives him a clue?

Two boxes of tungsten, fake gold...

A black account book...

The black account book was taken by the Japanese spy.

The Japanese spy put it in a safe. It was held down with tungsten.

Then Wang Jichang's men came to pick it up.

Then they handed it over halfway.

But the two parties involved in the handover had a fight.

I can basically make sense of what happened before. I just can't explain the fight.

Why did they fight when everything was fine?

Wait...

Suddenly a flash of inspiration hit me.

I really did think of something.

In fact, things may not be that complicated. It may just be a simple murder.

The person who came to get the black account book may have wanted to kill Wang Jichang's men. And then switched the safe...

Yes. Switching. The tungsten blocks were there for the simple purpose of switching.

But there was no gold in the other safe either! The tungsten blocks were switched for...

Headache.

Decided not to think about it anymore.

Otherwise, he might get a nervous breakdown.

Brainwork was really not his strong point.

Checked the time.

It was still very early before Gu Xiaoyi finished work. If he wanted to get her, he would have to wait patiently.

He had to find something to do.

The black notebook was found. So...

Suddenly, a red dot appeared at the edge of the map. It was moving fast.

Driving a car?

Zhang Yong suddenly felt energised.

No matter who the other person is, just arrest him.

Maybe by mistake, there might be other clues?

Silently judging the trajectory of the red dot. He found that the other person was heading towards Foch Road. And then stopped in the middle of Foch Road.

Oh? This Japanese spy has a residence here? That's easy.

'Go!'

He immediately led the team. They drove to Foch Road.

Along the way, there were constantly patrols passing by. But they did not inspect them. This was the benefit of Stepanek.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, no one would inspect such a luxury car.

Everyone knew that people who could afford this level of luxury were either very rich or very important. Stopping the car could cause trouble.

Soon, Zhang Yong arrived at Foch Road.

The environment here was very good. Both sides of the street were lined with authentic sycamore trees.

At first, this area belonged to the French concession. Later, it merged with the British concession to become the public concession. The French have much better taste than the British.

There are all kinds of small Western-style houses on both sides of the street. The short ones are two-storeyed, the tall ones are six-storeyed. Generally, the two- or three-storeyed ones are private buildings. The tall ones are public buildings.

Miao Miao goes over to the Japanese spy. She finds that there is no car parked outside the door. It has obviously been driven in.

She looks more closely. She finds that the Japanese spy is inside the house.

Switch to 3D map. It turns out that the spy is on the second floor. It seems to be the location of the bedroom?

Huh? Could it be that this spy is sleeping?

It's daytime.

What's the point of sleeping in broad daylight! He's either a thief or a criminal.

There's definitely something wrong.

Arrest him!

Immediately began to arrange.

Lu Hai and the others all looked at each other. They all felt incredible.

What skills does Zhang Yong have to be able to determine that there is only one spy in this small Western-style building. And no weapons?

What if it wasn't a spy...

What if it wasn't a...

What if it was armed...

However, none of them asked.

Whether it was true or not, they would find out when they moved.

Over the wall.

Open the door.

Then quickly encircle.

The Japanese spy inside was very alert. He immediately jumped out the window from behind.

But...

Zhang Yong had long expected him to do this. He had already sent someone to guard behind him.

When the Japanese spy jumped from the second floor, he rolled on the ground and then stood up. He was very agile. He was as nimble as a monkey.

Then...

he noticed that there were dark muzzles all around him.

'Don't move...'

Zhang Yong yelled in a low voice.

As it turned out, the Japanese spy was actually very explosive.

Fortunately, Lu Hai and the others were not jealous.

They all pounced on him and held him down. The Japanese spy was agile, but not strong enough. He was eventually captured alive.

Luckily, the personal space prompt had suggested an extra pair of handcuffs. Zhang Yong took them out immediately.

Good, they came in handy this time.

Let's see if this Japanese spy is really that good. Can he break free from the handcuffs?

Click!

The Japanese spy was handcuffed.

Then he backed up...

The spy struggled desperately, trying in vain to break free from the handcuffs.

He was anxious and angry, his face red with rage.

'Why are you arresting me!'

'Why are you arresting me!'

He yelled furiously.

Zhang Yong remained silent.

Shout.

Keep shouting.

It's fine. Shout whatever you like.

No one will come to your rescue even if you shout until your throat is hoarse.

Close your eyes and relax.

Think about how you can have an in-depth exchange with Gu Xiaoru tonight.

Sure enough...

After yelling for a while, Ri Die's voice gradually weakened.

Obviously, he had also realised. Since others had captured him, they naturally had a reason to do so.

Block the door.

Surround.

Complete manipulation.

It was all aimed at him. There was no mistake.

The other party did not say a word, letting him yell at will, obviously already knowing everything he had done.

No matter how he yelled, the result would be futile.

'Not yelling anymore?' Zhang Yong opened his eyes.

'Who are you?' Ri Die had a glimmer of last hope.

'My name is Zhang Yong.'

'It's you...'

Ri Die's heart sank to the bottom of the abyss.