Chapter 667: The Chairman Has to Believe It Even If He Doesn't

Liu Xi left.

She left Zhang Yong with a beautiful image.

Graceful.

Truly beautiful.

Zhang Yong couldn't take his eyes off her.

The mantis preys on the cicada, and the lark stays behind! I just don't know who the mantis is and who the lark is.

But one thing is for sure:

he, Zhang Yong, is the cicada. Anyone can catch him.

He has no strength.

He doesn't know any professional skills.

What's the difficulty in catching him?

There is absolutely no difficulty in action. But external factors have to be considered.

At least, that's what Liu Xi thinks.

'Shao Long.'

'Shao Long.'

Zhou Yang's voice came from the distance.

Zhang Yong pulled himself back from his thoughts. He looked left and right, but couldn't see any spies.

Huh? Didn't I tell you to go to the southwest gate and catch the spies? You didn't catch any?

There were three spies! You didn't catch any?

"Where are the spies?'

'I have them all under control. But...'

'Oh, I'll go take a look.'

Zhang Yong understood.

The spies were very cunning. They hadn't escaped.

They were mingling with the others, and there was no way for Zhou Yang to tell the difference.

There was nothing he could do. Zhang Yong had to take personal charge. Just as well. After catching these three spies, it seemed like it was night again...

He could go back to Gu Xiaoru, and they could be warm and cozy together...

They arrived at the southwest gate.

They found that the soldiers Zhou Yang had brought had surrounded more than 30 airport employees in the middle.

Everyone was told to crouch on the ground. They were told to put their heads together.

I couldn't help but glance at Zhou Yang. In this day and age, is this the posture requirement?

Looking at more than 30 people, the three Japanese spies looked like three carrots mixed in with a bunch of white radishes. It was obvious to even a blind man.

He pointed. Pointing at one of the Japanese spies, he said, 'You, come out!'

The Japanese spy pretended to be stupid.

Zhou Yang had already led his men over and dragged him out.

'Baka!'

The Japanese spy immediately became irritated.

He was unarmed, but suddenly he struck out, knocking a soldier flying.

While knocking the soldier flying, he quickly reached out to grab a gun. As a result, as soon as he reached out, he saw a ball of fire.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

The soldiers around him fired.

The dense bullets instantly pierced the Japanese spy with a dozen bullet holes.

Blood flowed profusely.

He died instantly.

The other two Japanese spies realised that something was wrong and followed suit, trying to fight back.

The result was...

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

The shooting continued.

Both were killed.

The gunfire stopped.

The bodies were examined.

There was no hope. They were already dead.

The soldiers Zhou Yang brought with him were all using rifles. Rifles are very powerful. They have extremely strong penetrating power.

'These bastards...'

'Dare to resist...'

Zhou Yang muttered angrily to himself.

He had killed all the Japanese spies, and he had nothing more to say.

Just now, Zhang Yong killed one. He killed three. It felt like he was even more reckless than Zhang Yong.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong didn't mind.

Japanese spies, if they died, they died. There was nothing to be sorry about.

He didn't need any confessions.

'Let's go take a look at the plane,' Zhang Yong changed the subject.

'Okay,' Zhou Yang led the way.

The two men came to a corner of the airport.

There was a temporary shack here. It was covered in tiles.

The plane of the chairman of the committee was not inside the shack. There was no technology to build such a large hangar. In those days, there was no plastic. Linoleum paper was in short supply.

The adjacent shack was used to store various spare parts. They were all removed from the plane of the chairman of the committee.

The plane of the chairman of the committee looked very small. When you looked closely, it really was very small.

After entering, you couldn't straighten your back. You had to bend over to walk.

There were makeshift seats. It was possible to sit down. But the plane was so small, and the engine was roaring, that you couldn't hear anything.

In later movies and TV shows, the plane seemed very luxurious. In fact, it was already during the Liberation War. It was a modified C-47 transport aircraft.

Of course, the C-47 transport aircraft had plenty of space to deploy various seats. You could also stand up in the cabin. The roar of the plane was not so loud.

Wait!

Zhang Yong suddenly remembered something.

However, for a moment, he couldn't think of it clearly. His mind seemed to have frozen.

'What's wrong with you?' Zhou Yang asked curiously.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

He signalled the other person to be quiet.

Zhou Yang: ?

Shut up immediately and walk away.

He thought Zhang Yong had thought of something crucial.

In fact, he had.

However, it had nothing to do with the case at hand. It had nothing to do with intelligence. It was purely technical data.

One minute...

Three minutes...

Finally, Zhang Yong remembered.

DC-3.

The Douglas DC-3 civilian transport aircraft.

Its modified model was the US military's C-47 transport aircraft.

Yes!

It was the DC-3!

For the first time, Zhang Yong felt that his memory was salvageable.

After all, he had managed to come up with such difficult information. He was very excited. He must celebrate properly that night.

Suddenly, he noticed that there was an extra piece of blank paper in his space.

He took it out and looked at it.

Huh? It was the basic data for the DC-3 transport aircraft.

Cruising speed: 260 km/h...

Maximum flight speed: 360 km/h...

Maximum range: 2600 km...

Service ceiling: 8000 m...

Maximum take-off weight: 14 tonnes...

Crew: 3. Maximum passenger capacity: 28...

That's amazing.

The maximum range is a staggering 2,600 kilometres.

What does that mean?

It can easily fly from Guangzhou to Beijing. The distance between the two cities is only 1,900 kilometres.

From Shanghai, it can fly to all the major cities in the country. Except for the far north-western city of Tihwa, and the Tibetan plateau, it can fly to all the other cities.

Put it this way, if it were transporting airborne troops, it could transport them directly from Shanghai to Harbin.

Of course, on the return journey, there would definitely not be enough fuel.

But it's a civilian transport plane! It will land at its destination and refuel. There's no need to return by air.

After being converted for military use, it can also transport soldiers to the destination 1,000 kilometres away, drop them off, and then return.

From Shanghai, 1,000 kilometres already covers Wuhan, Changsha, Nanchang and other places.

Later, after the National Army received a large amount of US aid, it had this DC-3 converted into a C-47 transport plane.

After the Japanese occupied Burma and cut off the Burma Road, the war against Japan reached its most difficult moment. The logistics and transport lines were cut off. It was with this C-47 transport plane that groups of planes flew over the Hump route, delivering precious supplies to the domestic battlefield.

Statistics from later generations show that about 2,200 American crew members died on the Hump route...

They were all young men...

'Shaolong.'

'Shaolong.'

Zhou Yang's voice came from behind him.

He was very worried, wondering if Zhang Yong had been overcome by nightmares. Why had he been spacing out for so long?

"I'm fine...'

Zhang Yong came back to his senses.

He put the blank sheet of paper away. Then he touched his face.

He refreshed his spirit.

There was still hope for the future.

Although the war of resistance that began in 1937 had been very difficult in the early stages,

However, as the Japanese fascists' appetites grew and their actions became more and more insane, they made more and more enemies. Our Chinese allies would also grow in number.

Although our own strength was a bit weak, if we joined forces with others, we would become strong.

We had sufficient human resources. We only lacked weapons and ammunition.

So, we provided manpower, while other countries provided weapons and equipment, to form an expeditionary force to beat up the Japanese invaders.

Later expeditions almost chased the Japanese invaders to fight. The Japanese invaders retreated thousands of miles. If they didn't surrender early, they would probably be beaten to death.

Collecting his thoughts,

Zhang Yong came to the old special plane of the president.

The explosion of the grenade had blown several holes in the fuselage skin.

But it was basically invisible from a distance. You could only see it up close. Strictly speaking, it wasn't really destroyed.

He didn't understand why the garrison headquarters used the word destroyed.

It didn't seem like anything serious!

Anyway, Zhang Yong felt that this matter could be taken care of or not.

Perhaps someone hated Wei Zuo and threw a hand grenade at his plane. It should have been thrown from a distance.

If it was thrown from close range, it would have been better to just throw the grenade into the cabin. If the grenade had exploded inside the plane, the plane would have really been destroyed.

Did the Japanese spies do it?

It didn't seem like the Japanese spies were that naive.

The Japanese spies are very professional. The explosion of the Nanmu mechanism couldn't have been that bad.

The Red Party?

It's unlikely.

The Red Party would never engage in sabotage like this.

The Red Party's violence is only directed at traitors. It's impossible to spend energy blowing up an old useless plane.

So, who would be so bored?

I can't think of anyone. And I don't want to think about it. It's not a big deal anyway.

He still has a lot of more important (and more lucrative) tasks to complete. There's no way he'd mess with some old plane.

'The Japanese did it?'

'I think so.'

'I knew it, it must have been the Japanese.'

'Well...'

Zhang Yong hesitated.

He suddenly thought of something strange.

Why did Commander Qian have to personally inquire about such a trivial matter? There was no need!

Even if someone reported it to the Commander-in-Chief, it would have no impact on Commander Qian. Could it be that an abandoned plane could still affect Commander Qian?

Ridiculous!

One of Commander Qian's part-time jobs was Director of the Attendants' Office.

No, strictly speaking, he is first and foremost the head of the personal staff, and only then the commander of the Songhu Garrison Command. The latter is a part-time job.

So...

Zhang Yong detects an unusual smell.

He quickly changes his breathing.

'The Japanese must have done it.'

'Japan wants to stir up trouble. They probably want to turn Shanghai into Tianjin,'

Zhang Yong says, word for word.

Suddenly, he understands Commander Qian's order: arrest the people involved and execute them on the spot.

Why?

It's because they don't want to give them a chance to speak.

Or rather, they don't want to give them a chance to speak nonsense. They just know for sure that the Japanese did it.

The Japanese marines stationed in Hongkou have a battalion that has mysteriously disappeared without a trace. This is definitely no small matter. Commander Qian dares not take it lightly. He needs to mobilise more troops to deal with the possible upheaval. Shanghai definitely cannot become Tianjin. However, the government needs some excuse.

If he simply said that the Japanese were mobilising troops, the President might not take it seriously. But if he said that the Japanese were so arrogant as to throw a bomb at the President's plane, the President would have to pay attention. Although it was an abandoned plane, it was once a special plane. Throwing a grenade at a special plane is like slapping the President in the face, isn't it?

If there is such a thing, the President will most likely agree to mobilise troops to reinforce Shanghai.

This is a good thing.

It is definitely a good thing. He, Zhang Yong, must support it.

Therefore, the culprit who threw the grenade must be the Japanese. It must be the Japanese.

Commander Qian needs to come to this conclusion.

Luckily, Zhang Yong is able to provide it.

In that case, how could Zhang Yong refuse? Of course he insisted that it was the Japanese.

You see, I caught four Japanese spies at the airport.

It was these Japanese spies who did it. They were apprehended for their crimes and beaten to death.

As for the evidence...

What evidence is needed? Zhang Yong is the evidence.

Anyway, that's the end of it.

'Lieutenant Zhou, I'll leave the rest to you.'

'Yes.'

Zhou Yang readily agreed.

With Zhang Yong's conclusion, no one else had the right to doubt it.

He followed up on the remaining loose ends a little. It was a solid case.

The Japanese did it.

The Japanese were so arrogant! So damned arrogant! They completely ignored the government! They secretly mobilised the army, definitely trying to do the government harm...

Blah, blah, blah. The emperor must believe it, even if he doesn't.

Zhang Yong then went about his business.

'Is there a phone?'

'Yes. Of course there are phones at the airport.'

'Good. I'll borrow one.'

Zhang Yong turned and left.

He went to find a phone. He called Kong Fansong directly.

Kong Fansong answered the phone shortly afterwards. His voice sounded a little tired.

'Shaolong, is there any good news?'

'Black...'

'You found it?'

'Yes. I have it in my hands right now.'

'Where are you?'

'Longhua Airport!'

'Don't move. I'll be right there!'

'I'll deliver it...'

'No. Wait for me there. I'll be right there! Remember to wait for me! Don't give it to anyone else!'

'Understood!'

Zhang Yong promised.

He had been paid to take care of the problem.

All goods except the black book have been swallowed by him.

The black book should be returned to Kong Fansong. It is useless to keep it. Between the Kong and Wang families, he chooses the Kong family. At least, the Kong family did not become a traitor.

Put down the phone.

'Shi Hu!'

'Present!'

'On guard!'

'Yes!'

Shi Hu immediately summoned all personnel to form a close protection detail.

In fact, with the protection of the map, Zhang Yong was not afraid of anyone assassinating him. One or two would not be enough. If there were more, there was Zhou Yang to back him up.

Within half an hour, Kong Fansong arrived.

The car drove directly to the airport. The speed was fast, and when the car braked, a long furrow appeared on the ground.

In those days, there were no cement roads.

Good guy. The speed of this speeding car is really reckless!

It seems that this black account book is really very important to the Kong family.

Otherwise, Kong Fansong would not be so nervous.

Fortunately, I have not seen it myself.

'Shaolong!'

'Here!'

Zhang Yong handed it over to the other person.

The black account book was sealed. The seal had not been moved.

The Japanese spies before were also afraid to move it. They were afraid that if it was moved, it would be worthless. Or the Wang family would not be satisfied.

Zhang Yong also did not move it.

Seeing that the seal was intact, Kong Fansong felt relieved.

Then, he took out a thick envelope, handed it to Zhang Yong, and said in a low voice, 'Shaolong, I owe you another favour.'

Zhang Yong took the envelope and said with a smile, "Money and goods have been exchanged. No cheating for the young and old.'

'Good, good, good," Kong Fansong patted him on the shoulder, "I'll help you get Xuan Tiewu. Consider it extra pay.'

'I accept," Zhang Yong was also unceremonious. He responded gladly.

He did have a conflict with Xuan Tiewu.

Since Kong Fansong was willing to make things difficult for the other party, why should he refuse?

'I have something else to do. I'll go now.'

'Be careful.'

'Thanks!'

Kong Fansong left with the black account book.

Zhang Yong opened the envelope and took a look. Hmm. This is a bit shocking!

The judgment is 10,000 US dollars.

This Kong Fansong, he's offering 10,000 US dollars! A bit exaggerated.

But I like it!

I don't play games when it comes to favours.

US dollars and gold bars are my favourites. Oh, and British pounds are OK too...

Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

He thought of the two suitcases full of tungsten.

After all, their weight and volume were exactly the same as gold.

Couldn't he use them to pass off as gold? To fool a few suckers? Or force a confession? Like Mei Wan-jun?

Oh no...

Once the thought had occurred, it was out of his control.

The last time Mei Wan-jun took the suitcase, there was actually a flaw. The suitcase was empty. She knew as soon as she got it.

But if you fill the suitcase with tungsten blocks, even if Mei Wan-jun is clever, she won't be able to detect it.

Unless you open the suitcase.

But what if you don't open it?

If the suitcase is lost, and you insist that it's just gold, what then?

What if there are witnesses?

Who are you going to frame?

Du Yue-sheng?

Huang Jin-rong?

The next moment, Zhang Yong's eyes gleamed.

Damn it!

Who gave him the nerve to try to double-cross the two most powerful men in Shanghai?

Did he want to die?

But...

He couldn't help himself!

What use were two boxes of tungsten? They had to be turned into gold!

Hey, two boxes of gold...

One box weighs 80 catties. Two boxes weigh 160 catties.

Wow!

That's a lot. He couldn't help his wild fantasies.

Fortunately, he didn't think of the plan to replace the prince with a raccoon dog for the time being. Otherwise, he would probably have carried it out that very night. He simply couldn't hold back his greed.

Suddenly, he had a feeling.

He looked up. He saw Cao Mengqi hurrying over.

Huh?

Cao? Why is he...

Isn't he in Tianjin? When did he come back to Shanghai?

I have no idea!

No one told him. Everyone seems to have fallen silent.

Yang Shanfu...

Yu Lewei...

Li Boqi...

None of them have been heard from recently.

Zhong Yang...

Wu Liuqi...

Cao Mengqi...

None of them have been seen either.

Is everyone playing a big game? Isolating themselves?

Frowning.

'Cao!' Shouting, waving his hand.

A famous scene suddenly appeared in his mind. Or maybe it was two alternate scenes.

One was that Cao Mengqi was injured. He covered his wound. He stumbled to Zhang Yong's side and said anxiously, 'Zhang Yong, run, quickly...'

Then, he vomited blood wildly. Then he collapsed and died.

Needless to say, in this scene, the protagonist definitely did something to himself.

The other scene was that Cao Mengqi came to Zhang Yong's side, greeted him warmly, but suddenly pulled out a gun and shot him. Then he died.

He was assassinated. He was finished. He probably went back to 2023.

So, the question is...

Which scene will it be?

Or will it be neither?

The result...

Cao Mengqi clearly saw him, but ignored him.

He hurried past from 30 metres away. He glanced at Zhang Yong twice. But only for a second. Then he turned his head away.

Without saying a word.

He walked hurriedly. He looked anxious.

Zhang Yong: ?

It's over. I can't read it anymore.

What the hell is going on? There's no script!

However, he didn't go up to stop him. Instead, he silently watched what was going to happen. He soon found out why.

He saw the secret agent from the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

No, it was the map that detected it. There were many weapon symbols.

Strange, just now, Cao Mengqi didn't have a weapon. So there was no weapon symbol. So the map didn't give a hint.

Confused.

Cao Mengqi didn't have a weapon?

This guy doesn't even have a gun?

What the hell!

In this line of work, and not even a gun?

Isn't he just asking for trouble?

It seems like you have a lot of enemies, Cao.

Now you know you were in the wrong. You've been ambushed by your opponents. The leader is Jin Lin.

Well, it really is a case of the wrong person at the wrong time.

I understand why Cao didn't say hello to me.

This guy is so stubborn that he's making things difficult for himself.

He was ambushed by the opposing team and ran over here. He ran into me by accident. He feels so ashamed. So he just ran away.

No wonder it seemed like something was wrong. Lao Cao's pride!

Never mind, help him.

No. Not help. It's incumbent upon me.

How could he sit still when the Party Affairs Department wanted to bully the Fuxing Society Secret Service?

When it comes to fighting and brawling, he is the main character.

Every time the two departments met, it was Zhang Yong bullying everyone else. He even dared to beat Xu Enzeng. Who would dare to show their teeth to Jin Lin and the others?

He waved his hand at once.

He set up a formation and stopped Jin Lin and the others.