Chapter 717: Too Wild a Path

Searching my mind...

Racking my brains...

Unfortunately,

I don't have any ideas for the time being. Fortunately, I'm familiar with the various comics from Marvel and DC.

I'll first master this field. I'll monopolise it. I'll leave the rest until later. This industry should also be able to accumulate a sum of money.

There are still decades to come.

Even after the end of World War II, the comics industry could continue. It might even see a major development.

Cultivate the soil and work the land.

Work hard and you will achieve your goals.

Zhang Yong didn't have any big ambitions. He felt that 300,000 US dollars was already a lot.

Now a bottle of Coke only cost a few cents. 300,000 US dollars could buy tens of millions of bottles of Coke. It was beautiful. He felt that life was very good.

He talked and ate at the same time.

Tang Shengming also has no ambitions and enjoys life.

He rambles on, talking about many comic book characters and stories. In fact, the stories don't matter. What's important is the characters.

As long as the characters are there, you can come up with any plot you like.

Seriously, the plots we Chinese come up with are so dramatic and gripping that they are far more appealing than the original, unadorned versions.

As he eats, suddenly, a yellow spot appears.

At first, Zhang Yong didn't pay any attention. Isn't it normal to have yellow spots on the Bund?

Ignore it.

He is gradually becoming aware of it now. Don't disturb others if it's not important. In the morning, he almost disturbed others. It's not good for yourself. It's not good for others either.

Keep everything in your heart. Act when necessary.

However, things are a bit unexpected. The other person is actually coming towards Zhang Yong.

Yes, the yellow spot is always coming towards him.

Soon afterwards, the yellow dot came into view. It was a middle-aged man wearing a long shirt. His appearance was ordinary.

However, Zhang Yong vaguely remembered. This middle-aged man should have been brought out of the prison in the former concession by himself before. They had met briefly at the time. It turned out that he was also a member of the underground party. Not surprising. The list at the time was given to him by Shi Bingdao.

He wondered in secret.

Was the other person looking for him?

Was he one of the seven yellow dots that were having a meeting in the morning?

The yellow dots could not be labelled. Therefore, Zhang Yong did not know which one was which.

He remained calm.

He silently watched the other person arrive.

At this time, Tang Shengming also looked back. Then he said, 'Oh, it's Boss Miao, I'll introduce you.'

'Boss Miao?' Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that this Boss Miao is someone? It seems that ordinary people cannot enter Tang Shengming's good graces.

Haha. No wonder he is so well-connected.

Good. I need to learn from him.

I should surround myself with people like Boss Miao. You never know when you might need them.

At this moment, Boss Miao also saw Zhang Yong.

His eyes flickered. Then they returned to normal. Zhang Yong then knew that the other party knew him.

Well, they had met once before at Tilanqiao Prison.

But that was really it. After that, Zhang Yong never encountered them again. At the time, he didn't know that the other party was a member of the Red Party. He only guessed that it might be the case.

'Mr Miao, please, please,' Tang Shengming stood up and greeted him.

He struck an air of respect. An easygoing one.

It seemed that he and Mr Miao were indeed close friends.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Mr Miao looked at Zhang Yong and asked, puzzled, "And this is...'

'Hello, Mr Miao. I am Zhang Yong. From the Special Branch of the Fuxing Society," Zhang Yong replied calmly.

The other person pretended not to know him. That's fine. I'll pretend too.

Let's just pretend that this is the first time we've met. He didn't want to reveal that the other person was a member of the Red Party.

'Oh, so you are Officer Zhang.'

'Boss Miao, please call me Shaolong. My name is Shaolong.'

'I'll take the liberty.'

'Shaolong, you can call Mr Miao by his first name. Mr Miao's medical skills are very good. He is a traditional Miao doctor. He is very effective.'

'Really?'

'Third Master, you are too kind. I dare not. I dare not. I just run a Chinese medicine shop. I barely make a living.'

'Oh, Mr. Miao runs a medicine shop? Do you sell Western medicine?'

'No.'

'Why not?'

'There is not enough supply.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong looked at Tang Shengming doubtfully.

Since he is your friend, can't you get him some supply?

Tang Shengming said with a bitter smile, 'When it comes to Western medicine, I really don't have any connections. My brother doesn't have the resources either.'

'Can't you even get aspirin?' Zhang Yong felt that he could try.

It was a bit difficult for his secret service unit to do anything big. But they were very good at petty and sneaky things.

For example, smuggling a little Western medicine. That was very convenient. As long as they could get the supply, the rest was not a problem.

How do you solve the supply problem? There is Liu Xi! She has connections. She can get it.

You only need to pay in the middle.

How do you say it? Use the Japanese spy's money to let the Japanese spy buy medicine. Then take it back and use it yourself.

You don't have to pay for it yourself.

You don't have to do it yourself.

Perfect.

'It's difficult,' Mr Miao shook his head helplessly.

'I'll help you,' Zhang Yong said slowly, 'I'll get the medicine, you sell it. Fifty-fifty profit.'

'That's it. Shao Long, you help Mr Miao,' Tang Shengming made the final decision.

'Wait for me. I'll make a phone call,' Zhang Yong thought of Liu Xi. She still had two large boxes of aspirin there.

He actually also wanted to know what Liu Xi was doing with those aspirin.

Was she simply selling them? Or...

There happened to be a phone in the restaurant.

He called Tzu Chi Hospital to find Liu Xi.

After a while, Liu Xi finally came to the phone.

'This is Zhang Yong.'

'What do you want?'

'I'm in a pinch. Do you still have those two boxes of aspirin you had before?'

'What do you want to do with them?'

'Of course it's useful. Just tell me if you still have the two boxes of aspirin and whether you can sell them to me.'

'Yes, I still have them...'

'I'll come and get them later.'

'You...'

Liu Xi hesitated.

Zhang Yong didn't care. He just wanted the medicine.

'Where are you? I'll send someone to deliver it to you. You pay for the delivery.'

'Okay, I'm on Xiafei Road...'

Zhang Yong gave the address.

Liu Xi hung up quickly, as if she was busy?

Strange, is she really a doctor? So busy? Well, in that case, she can be given more work in the future. That way, she won't be able to continue her spying activities.

Any wounded or sick people, take them all to the Tzu Chi Hospital. Liu Xi is in charge.

Perfect. He now has a pass for the concession. Both German and British. He can easily bring patients into the concession.

Haha, she'll be exhausted. Serves her right.

Put down the phone.

Come back.

Sit down.

'Boss Miao, hold on a second. I'll have someone get two boxes of aspirin.'

'Now?'

Tang Shengming was a little surprised.

Because of some connections, he never interfered in these matters.

But he also knew that it was relatively difficult to get hold of aspirin. It was mainly for the joints after going ashore.

Why didn't he interfere? It was because there were too many connections involved.

Although his second elder brother was the president of the Military Senate, he actually had no real power. Trying to interfere in these matters would make him vulnerable to attack.

If Chiang Kai-shek doesn't like someone, his subordinates will of course make things difficult for him.

Besides, Tang Shengming despises too trivial a business. He doesn't bother to get involved.

But Zhang Yong, this guy can be dealt with.

The Special Branch of the Restoration Society is a privileged department. It is most suitable for smuggling.

They are originally there to investigate others. Then they smuggle secretly themselves, who dares to investigate! The Anti-Smuggling Squad is not stupid.

In fact, most of the Anti-Smuggling Squad has gradually been placed under the jurisdiction of the Special Branch of the Restoration Society.

That's a real nest of snakes and rats. You can mess around.

'Right. I don't know how many boxes. It was 500 before. Maybe some have been used up.'

'That's still a lot.'

'Let's talk about it when it arrives. I can still get it in the future.'

'How many?'

'A few hundred boxes?'

'What?'

Tang Shengming and Boss Miao were both taken aback.

A few hundred boxes?

Three hundred boxes in a box. That's tens of thousands of boxes?

"Think that's too little?'

'No. This is a huge quantity. Is it safe?'

'If you don't use it, it expires.'

'This...'

'I don't get involved in arms or drugs. I just want to make some money from selling Western medicine. Whoever doesn't like it can just beat me up.'

'This...'

Boss Miao was secretly ashamed.

No wonder Shi Bingdao said this guy could be trusted. But he takes too many risks.

Or rather, he doesn't care about the consequences. He only cares about his own pleasure. He really dares to think of getting a few hundred boxes of aspirin at once.

In fact, Zhang Yong really dares.

In today's world, the most profitable businesses are arms and opium.

Pharmaceuticals have actually fallen behind.

If he doesn't get involved in arms or opium, what else do you want?

I'm at least a popular rising star in the Secret Service Agency of the Restoration Society. I secretly operate a little bit of medicine myself, and you're still jealous?

Fuck, whoever's jealous, I'll beat their eyes black and blue.

It's that straightforward.

It's that brutal.

You, whoever, step forward, I'll see whose ass doesn't have a bit of shit on it.

If you won't let me secretly get some drugs, then I'll block your path. No one has any fun. No one has any food. I get income from arresting spies. I don't know how long you can last on your measly salaries. Whatever.

'Do you have that many channels to get supplies?' Tang Shengming studies the practical problems.

'I won't be the one doing it. I'll get someone else to do it for me,' Zhang Yong replied casually. "They're all respectable people, so a few hundred crates won't be a problem.'

'That's good," Tang Shengming said, and stopped asking questions.

Miao Boss also stopped asking questions.

Since Zhang Yong said it would work, they just waited to see the results.

In fact, Zhang Yong wasn't exaggerating. The two people he needed to find were Xu Sheng and Wen Zhenping.

Thinking about these two guys, his mind suddenly opened up.

These two guys were both Japanese spies.

The biggest advantage of being a Japanese spy is that you can use Japanese resources.

If it's a Chinese freighter bringing goods from overseas, there's definitely a risk that it will be intercepted and inspected by the Japanese navy.

But no one will intercept the goods of these two Japanese spies. They can be successfully delivered to shore.

In other words, using the channels of Japanese spies is the safest. It's also the cheapest. It saves effort and worry. And you don't have to pay for it yourself.

Why?

As agreed before, it's 4,000 silver taels per month as a 'confidentiality fee'.

I'll let you off this time. No need to pay the secret fee. You can all use it to buy medicine. 4,000 taels of silver can buy a lot of aspirin.

Now World War II has not yet broken out, aspirin is not a scarce medicine, and you can buy it if you have the money.

Besides, these two Japanese spies will also find a way.

They must also have their own channels. Anyway, the bottom line is that if you cooperate, we will be fine.

You two can continue to be your big bosses. Continue to enjoy your wealth and glory. Otherwise, I will just chop you up and feed you to the fish.

Which do you choose?

They would definitely choose to continue to be big bosses!

They had also worked hard undercover for many years to achieve their current success, so how could they give it up so easily?

Indeed, luxury and debauchery can corrupt one's will.

None of the Japanese spies, who had been pampered and spoiled, could bear it. In the end, they all chose to confess.

Only those rickshaw drivers, porters and postmen put up a fierce fight. They have never enjoyed a life of luxury, so they can withstand it very well.

In Shanghai, there are Wen Zhenping and Xu Sheng. Who is in Nanjing? Oh, there is Tian Qingyuan. Tian Qingyuan also has connections and can get it done. We can take multiple approaches.

Suddenly, I looked at Boss Miao. I wanted to say something but stopped.

'What does Team Leader Zhang want?'

'Does Boss Miao have any connections over there?'

'What over there?'

'The Party Affairs Investigation Department wants to arrest that side.'

'No,'

Boss Miao categorically denied.

This guy, messing around again. How dare he blabber in public.

Fortunately, he didn't expose his identity. Otherwise, I would be really worried. If this guy is arrested one day, I don't know how many people will be implicated.

Just looking at Zhang Yong like this, he doesn't seem like he can withstand torture.

He'll surely spill the beans.

These were not the words of Shi Bingdao. They were Zhang Yong's own words. Zhang Yong told Shi Bingdao these words himself.

Alas, what a conflicted little fellow!

But...

I must say, this guy really knows his way around.

The Party needs people like him. But he can't join the organisation. This is good protection for both sides.

Zhang Yong may never know that the first topic of yesterday's meeting was to study him. The final conclusion: Trust him. Protect him. Assist him. However, he cannot be in contact with organisational secrets for the time being.

There is no way around it. I really worry that if something happens to him, I won't be able to handle it.

In fact...

This is inevitable.

He really won't be able to handle it.