Chapter 742: I am a harmless little bunny

'Can you dance?'

'No.'

'I'll teach you to dance!'

'Is that a good thing?'

'Think of it as me using the beauty technique on you.'

'I'll take it then.'

Zhang Yong stood up.

Catherine held out her hand. She led him to the dance floor.

People were coming and going. No one noticed them. There were a lot of beautiful women coming and going. Catherine was just one of them.

In real life, Zhang Yong had hardly ever met any real beauties before. What he saw on the internet had all been carefully retouched. God knows what real people really look like. Without the filter, he probably wouldn't even compare favourably with Zhong Wuyan. But here, basically, they were all original.

It seems that female spies are generally more beautiful. Beauty is their most primitive weapon. This was the case with the Japanese spy. It was also the case with the MI7. And the Mengde Society. The Dagger Society. Perhaps it was because he had finally achieved a bit of status and could come into contact with real beauties.

He arrived at the dance hall.

Zhang Yong noticed that the Japanese spy was also there.

This guy, dressed in a very refined and high-end manner, was clearly a successful person.

He attracted a lot of attention.

Even Catherine couldn't help but give him a few more looks.

Only Zhang Yong remained indifferent.

The dance hall was packed, so there was no chance. Otherwise, he would have already knocked the other guy out.

For now, let's just mark it. As soon as this guy is alone, I'll go and take care of him.

Catherine withdrew her gaze.

'Zhang, you're not jealous?'

'Jealous of what?'

'I thought you Chinese were the most jealous people.'

'Oh. I'm not.'

'Because there are so many women around you?'

'You're investigating me?'

'Don't be so nervous. We're in the same business, aren't we?'

'Of course not.'

'Why?'

'You just said you were a temporary worker. I'm a permanent worker. I have a permanent position.'

'Giggle!'

Catherine suddenly smiled.

She was laughing very happily. She leaned her whole body on his shoulder.

Then, Zhang Yong heard her say quickly, 'Kill someone for me. His name is Yuan Bin. He is the assistant manager of the French Minister.'

Zhang Yong: ???

Damn, this woman. She's a master!

And she calls herself a temporary worker. I really misjudged her.

The most skillful disguise is to disguise oneself as a rookie and let the opponent let his guard down. Then strike a fatal blow.

This woman knows this well. I must be careful in the future.

But!

You want me to kill someone?

Or the assistant to the French Minister?

What's the motive?

'What's in it for me?' Zhang Yong lowered his head as if to kiss her earlobe.

'What's in it for you?' she asked in return.

'Fifty thousand dollars.'

'I might as well find someone else.'

'Fine. You find someone else.'

Zhang Yong let go of her hand.

You're joking. Kill someone. No way.

I'm harmless as a bunny rabbit...

You want me to kill someone without even paying me 50,000 US dollars? You're joking...

But it's strange that Catherine wants to kill the assistant manager of the French Minister. What's the deal?

The UK and France have been getting along really well lately, defending against the Germans together.

They secretly encouraged the Germans to head east. To fight the Red Soviet Union. The Führer happened to take advantage of this.

Why is there suddenly a power struggle within? And they're going straight for the kill?

'3,000 pounds.'

'No.'

'5,000 pounds.'

'Miss Catherine, I'm not that cheap.'

'5,000 pounds can already buy you a top-notch killer. I'm giving you a chance.'

'Why don't you give me a chance...'

Zhang Yong kissed her cheek. She was a beauty. He would collect some interest first.

After all, she was a beautiful spy. She was used to this kind of thing.

'Zhang, be more elegant.'

'Very well, beautiful, elegant Miss Catherine, would you like to get up with me tomorrow morning?'

'Zhang, I don't think our relationship has progressed to that point...'

'Alas, I thought our relationship was based on feelings. I didn't expect it to be a business deal as well...'

'Zhang, don't say that. Actually, I like you too...'

'Then shall we get up together tomorrow?'

'No, wait...'

Katherine tactfully refused.

Zhang Yong's expression remained unchanged. He played along with her.

This woman is definitely an expert at picking up guys. Her ability to resist but still attract is too high-level.

If it were some young fool who didn't know any better, he would have fallen for her already.

Fortunately, he is not a fool. Nor is he a novice. He knows his own limitations. He knows that a woman like Catherine would never look at him twice. If she ever did, it would be for a very good reason. Or maybe, like Lin Xiaoyan, she is desperate and needs his help.

If he wants her, he has to corner her. Leave her with no other choice.

That means using tricks.

In the spy business, there is no nobility or meanness, no elegance or crudity, only winners and losers.

'Unfortunately, I cannot help you.'

'What?'

'You'll have to find someone else to kill someone.'

'Then let's make a different deal.'

'What?'

'We have information that two Japanese spies will be meeting at the hotel. But we don't know who they are. And we don't know what they're going to do.'

'Are you sure they're Japanese spies?'

'Yes. This is your strong point. There shouldn't be any problems.'

'The reward.'

'Five hundred pounds.'

'That's so little...'

'They must be caught alive. If they die, they're worthless. Not even worth 500 pounds.'

'That's quite a tall order.'

'But I'm sure you'll find a way. In the north, didn't you capture many Japanese spies?'

'Since you put it that way, I'll give it a try. But I have conditions too.'

'What's the condition? You name it.'

'Apart from the intelligence, all the proceeds go to me.'

'It's settled then.'

Catherine didn't argue.

Zhang Yong then judged once again that she might have other hidden identities.

For example, she might be a rich second generation or a second generation official.

Therefore, her professional skills might not be outstanding. However, she had a lot of power. She could decide on some matters.

For example, she could make all the decisions regarding the capture of the Japanese spy.

The Japanese spies targeted by MI7 are obviously not ordinary people. They should be relatively high-level spies.

Good. There is something going on.

High-level spies mean more money.

Without making a sound, occasionally observe the Japanese spy. I found him sitting alone in the corner of the ballroom.

The map shows that in the huge Hotel Matignon, he is the only Japanese spy.

But appearances can be deceptive. Everyone thinks he's Chinese. There are a lot of Chinese around. Some of them are quite important.

Among them, there are seven well-dressed Chinese men. They are all wearing tuxedos. Or suits. They look like they're up to no good. But they are all holding beautiful white Russian girls in their arms. One of them, who is a bit plump, is even holding two girls at the same time. He is smoking a cigar and drinking red wine. His hands are unrestrained. What a life. Simply enviable.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but stare at him a few more times. He tried to guess the man's identity. No matter how he looked at it, this guy looked like a fat lamb. If he got the chance, he must...

He heard Katherine whisper in his ear, 'He's the one you have to kill. He's the assistant manager of the French Minister, Yuan Bin.'

'So you're here to keep an eye on him,' Zhang Yong mused.

'That's right and wrong. I have a lot of tasks. But I can't complete them on my own. So I need your help.'

'No problem. The Pope would do it for the right price.'

'I'll pass on your offer to the Vatican. They might send the Knights Templar to get rid of you.'

'I'm honoured.'

'It'll cost money. Lots of red tape. But I have a compromise.'

'Tell me.'

'I know someone who has money. And I know where their money is. I'll tell you where. You get it yourself.'

'Anything else?'

'You can also trade arms. I have a lot of them. Do you want them?'

'Oh, I suddenly remember something.'

'What?'

'I have a lot of US dollars and British pounds that were damaged in the explosion. I want to exchange them for ones that are still intact. I wonder if you could help?'

'Of course. A favour. I won't charge extra.'

'Good.'

Zhang Yong let down a huge stone from his heart.

This woman really did come from a prestigious background. She probably had a background even more prestigious than Charles Dickens'.

At first, it seemed a bit surreal. Why is it that every woman he meets has a background? Are there no ordinary, ordinary people?

He soon figured it out again. What is his identity? What does he do? Walking in the dark. Doing things that can drop your brain at any time. It can be said to be dancing on the tip of a knife. How could ordinary, ordinary people be involved in such a complex struggle? If it's not someone related to this industry, how could they intersect with themselves?

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a red dot appeared at the edge of the map.

Zhang Yong's mind twitched.

Is it the Japanese spy who is here to meet up? It's so obvious...

Stay calm.

Observe Catherine in secret. I found that she didn't notice anything.

Well, that's normal.

For him, the Japanese spy was very obvious.

The two red dots on the map were gradually approaching, just like Kongming lanterns in the dark, crystal clear.

However, for other people, there was no trace at all.

Other people could not identify the other spies at a glance. Unless they had detailed information about the spies.

It was as if the man sitting in the corner of the ballroom, Catherine did not know that the other person was a spy. The spy was close at hand, and she did not recognise him.

As the red dots continued to approach the Hotel Matelot, Zhang Yong suddenly had a thought.

What did Catherine want with these two spies?

She must have a purpose.

These two spies may have important information.

Five hundred pounds...

That's too low a price.

I might as well arrest them myself. I'll have the information all to myself.

Arrest them. Take all their money. Extract the information by torture. Then kill them.

Then...

I'll be the only one who knows the information.

Then...

I can raise the price to 5,000 pounds.

A 1,000% increase. A reasonable price, right? After all, I'm the middleman. I have to make a profit...

What if Catherine doesn't want it?

That's fine. At most, I'll lose 500 pounds.

I can still sell the information to someone else. For example, I can sell it back to the Japanese.

Akiyama Shigeaki, Lin Xiaoyan, and Liu Xi are all potential buyers. I'm sure they're willing to pay 500 pounds.

Yes...

That's it...

Monopolise the information and then sell it on...

Unconsciously, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Catherine noticed and frowned, curiously asking, 'What are you smiling at?'

'Nothing. Just thinking of something funny.' Zhang Yong collected his thoughts and said, 'I will let you know when I catch the two Japanese spies.'

'They will meet inside the Hotel Madier,' Catherine slowly reminded him.

'I know,' Zhang Yong nodded.

Catherine frowned.

Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with Zhang Yong.

However, she couldn't put her finger on what was wrong with the other party. She couldn't help but feel anxious.

Had she really offered too little?

This Zhang Yong was nicknamed Moneybags, and he might not be willing to do the job for 500 pounds...

Should I raise the offer a bit?

In fact, 5,000 pounds would be fine...

In the end, she shook her head quietly.

She couldn't reveal her hand so soon.

Zhang Yong was about to speak when he suddenly noticed another white dot with an arrow pointing at it appear at the edge of the map.

It was marked. It was the woman by Sun Dingyuan's side. She was actually in the concession. And she was alone. And she wasn't carrying any weapons. But she didn't have the gold sign either. It seemed like she was walking this way. He was secretly curious. Could it be that she was also going to the Hotel Madeline? That would be a coincidence.

'Sorry. I have to go.' Zhang Yong decided to go out and ambush her. He would subdue her on the way.

There was only one target, and she was unarmed.

She was practically a fat lamb walking alone on the street!

He had killed Sun Dingyuan in haste, and had not been able to extort all of his money. He had thought that was the end of it. But now, his mistress had reappeared. This time, he must capture her alive. He would extort all of her money.

'You...' Katherine wanted to say something, but stopped herself.

'I'll see you again.'

'Wait...'

However, Zhang Yong had already left.

Katherine couldn't help but frown quietly.

It seems that this guy's greed and lust for money are not without reason.

It's still a bit difficult to bring him under her skirt! However, this is a test for her. She must succeed.

Otherwise...

She won't be able to become a real secret agent.

Her entry exam is to conquer Zhang Yong.

Use all her resources, and use any means necessary, as long as she submits to Zhang Yong, she will have passed the exam.

She thought she had just managed to do it. She didn't expect Zhang Yong to run away.

As expected, the assessment is quite difficult.

However, she will not give up.

She is persistent in conquering Zhang Yong.

She secretly swears...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Over there, Zhang Yong sneezes continuously.

Oh no, has she really caught a cold? But there's no runny nose!

Never mind. She goes nearby and finds Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi. They arrange to capture Zhang Yong. They quietly lie in wait.

Sure enough, the target soon approached the Hotel Mader.

She was disguised as a man. Wearing a thick scarf, she covered her throat.

Without the map's hint, Zhang Yong would never have guessed that she was Sun Dingyuan's mistress. Her makeup skills were really not bad.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The group rushed at her.

The target was easily captured.