Chapter 744: But there will be a price increase

I envy Yan Shuangying...

If only I had half of Yan Shuangying's abilities.

Then, he could go in alone and capture all the targets one by one.

Unlike now, he has to rack his brains.

On the one hand, he has to find a way to get close to the target, and on the other hand, he has to find a way to protect himself.

It's no problem to bring others in. But once they're inside, they'll probably be recognised by the spies.

There's no way around it. They're just too distinctive.

An experienced agent will be able to spot them at a glance.

In the end, Zhang Yong decided to go in alone and take a look for himself.

Enter the village quietly, don't shoot.

Just check the situation out.

If he has to take action, he'll do it outside the hotel.

He marked the important figures inside. If the other party leaves the hotel, he'll notice in time.

He entered the hotel again.

He went to the reception desk and greeted Aphrodite with a smile.

I still envy Yan Shuangying!

If I had Yan Shuangying's ability, I would just carry him away. Let's see who can catch up. Haha.

He looked at the spies inside the hotel and chopped off whoever he didn't like. He chopped off the person. He took the money.

This is a life of pleasure.

In this lawless, barbaric and chaotic world, force can indeed drive people crazy.

Unfortunately, he didn't.

So, he can only live with his tail between his legs.

Once again, he checks the weapons in his personal space to make sure he can defend himself.

'Mr. Zhang!'

Aphrodite greets him with a smile.

Her smile is really infectious.

If this isn't her disguise, it's really very healing.

Of course, Zhang Yong doesn't need any healing.

For him, the best cure is to check the wealth in his personal space.

Gold bars, silver certificates, US dollars, British pounds...

The more there is, the more healing...

'Mr Zhang, did you come to confirm your booking?'

'Oh, I'm so sorry. Our boss has decided not to go ahead with it at the last minute. You don't need to get your deposit back. It's yours.'

'If that's the case, I'll arrange for the guest to stay on the fourth floor.'

'That's fine. How about this, you can also give me a room, next to 408.'

'Okay.'

On the surface, Aphrodite definitely seems like a gentle and kind girl.

The ice queen next to her doesn't seem to be very popular.

Zhang Yong secretly judged that the two of them might be hidden spies. They might even be members of Safiya.

There was no evidence. It was pure speculation.

He also boldly guessed that the ice beauty might be a killer.

Judging from her appearance, she would definitely not show mercy when killing someone. She was definitely more powerful than Liu Xi.

Liu Xi was actually a rookie when it came to killing people...

'Beautiful lady, may I have the honour of making your acquaintance?' Zhang Yong stared at the ice beauty.

Asking a beautiful woman her name is not illegal, is it?

He was preparing to pry about the man who had called before, and he had to get closer.

However...

The ice beauty ignored him.

She kept her head bowed and busied herself with her work. As if she hadn't heard a thing.

Zhang Yong: ...

Hey. You're trying to sell yourself for a high price, aren't you?

I really want to just smash a stack of US dollars in the other person's face. Make her kneel down and sing for her supper.

But in the end, it was just a thought.

I can't bear to.

I worked hard to get the dollars, so why waste them?

Although there are many fat lambs in this Madier Hotel, I haven't got them yet. And it's not even certain that I will.

It's all high-end stuff!

They're probably all very good spies!

Most of the people hanging around here are international spies. They're on the international stage.

Catherine is one of them.

The history of MI7 is very long. It also has extremely profound heritage.

He turned his head and looked at Aphrodite. She smiled politely again.

'Her name is...'

'Yulgena.'

'Ah, what a nice name.'

'Как дела у ваших родителей?'

Aphrodite suddenly spoke Russian.

Zhang Yong: ???

I don't understand!

What did she say?

He shook his head. It means he doesn't speak Russian.

Aphrodite smiled apologetically, her smile like the spring breeze, 'I was saying that you are really a good person.'

'Really?' Zhang Yong was doubtful. Is this considered a good person card?

Shit, it turns out that she is also cunning!

She is now sending her own good person card in advance. She is deliberately rejecting herself.

Aphrodite's mouth revealed a meaningful smile. She was sure that Zhang Yong really didn't know Russian.

It seems that he really just lusts after her beauty.

A young man like this is completely harmless. There is no need for her to worry.

Just as well, Yulkhena turns around casually and exchanges a glance with her. Once again, she confirms that Zhang Yong is not dangerous.

Their eyesight is very sharp.

They can tell at a glance that Zhang Yong doesn't look like he has any professional training.

He doesn't have a weapon either. He's not strong enough. His eyes aren't focused enough. He's a complete amateur.

'Sir, is there anything else we can help you with?'

'When do you finish work?'

'I'm sorry, sir, we are not allowed to leave the hotel.'

'Why not?'

'We are employees here. We eat and sleep in the hotel. We are not allowed to go out.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was disappointed.

Really. His young heart was once again wounded.

Sure enough, these high-end players don't want to bring him along! He is not even qualified to enter the game.

Sigh...

Disappointed...

Fortunately, his goal is only money.

He doesn't care about anything else, such as reputation, status, achievements, rankings, merits, and so on.

So, he still wants to firmly grasp this high-end game,

even if it's on the verge.

The players in the high-end game are all big shots.

Big shots are very profitable.

Even if you pick up a corpse, you may make a fortune.

So...

Don't be discouraged.

Don't be discouraged.

Catch one, grab one...

At this time, a white dot marked with a label moved from inside the dance hall to the outside.

Haha. Reinforcements. It's time to move the corpse.

Leaning against the counter, he looked back casually.

Sure enough, Yuan Bin was supporting someone. It was Sun Dingyuan's mistress. She was still dressed as a man.

She leaned limply on Yuan Bin's shoulder, as if she was really drunk. The people around them didn't care. They were all men. Getting drunk. Normal.

Only Zhang Yong knew that Sun Dingyuan's mistress was dead. But there were no wounds to be seen.

It was assumed that she had been stabbed in the chest. There was no blood either. It had been cleaned up.

A master is a master.

This reinforcements was definitely no ordinary person.

Thinking back. Nonsense again. An ordinary person would make Catherine want to kill?

Coincidentally, he sensed Catherine approaching quietly. He pretended not to know.

She was a rookie, so her reaction would definitely be slow.

In this high-stakes game, the weaker he acts, the better.

Being weak makes people let their guard down.

When they do, he has a chance.

Catherine approaches Zhang Yong, with an intriguing smile on her face. 'Why did you come back? Did you change your mind?'

'I came back to look at the pretty girl,' Zhang Yong says, turning his head to look at Yulghena.

'Haha, you want to sleep with her?'

'Just a little chat.'

'She's a bit difficult. Why don't you consider Aphrodite first?'

'I thought you said Aphrodite had a lot of connections?'

'Yulghena has even more connections.'

'Really?'

'She's one of Safiya's people.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes sparkled.

Sure enough, he had guessed correctly. Yulghena really was one of Safiya's people.

No wonder she was so cold and aloof. She obviously had a powerful backer!

'There's only one way you can make Yulghena passionate about you.'

'What's that?'

'You have very valuable information in your hands. And you are willing to sell it to Safiya.'

'What if I want to buy information from Safiya?'

'Do you have this?'

'What?'

'Buddhist prayer beads.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong looked at the Buddhist prayer beads in Catherine's hands in puzzlement.

They seemed to be real Buddhist prayer beads. They seemed to be made of sandalwood. There was a faint, very weak sandalwood fragrance.

But...

What does this have to do with Safiya?

"Before...'

'Tarot cards and the like are so outdated.'

'No...'

'There are so many impostors that Safiya has to replace her talisman every six months.'

'So the latest talisman is a Buddhist rosary?'

'Yes.'

'Where did you get it?'

'From selling information, of course. For a price of at least 100,000 US dollars, you can get a rosary.'

'You can buy these rosaries on the street.' Okay...

'Yes. They can be bought casually. But if you can think of it, Safiya can think of it.'

'So, if I want to get a string of Buddhist beads, I have to sell information worth at least 100,000 US dollars?'

'In theory, yes.'

'That means there are exceptions?'

'If you donate 500,000 US dollars to Safiya, you can also get a string.'

'I...'

Zhang Yong was suddenly at a loss for words.

Shit. Donate. Half a million dollars. Forget it. I can't even spare fifty dollars.

The worst that can happen is that I won't have anything to do with Safiya in the future.

I won't be involved in intelligence gathering. But I can make up intelligence! Who knows more about the major intelligence of the next ten years than I do!

'I have some intelligence to sell you right now.'

'What kind of intelligence?'

'Only five hundred dollars.'

'I don't believe you.'

'This intelligence is about Yuan Bin.'

'You...'

Katherine's face was full of doubt.

She didn't believe Zhang Yong. This guy had only met Yuan Bin for the first time today.

How could he have any information about Yuan Bin so quickly?

'Only 500 US dollars! 500 US dollars can't buy you a loss, but it can buy you a fool...'

'You...'

'This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.'

'You...'

'I'll give you ten seconds to think about it.'

'Here!'

Katherine reluctantly agreed.

Indeed, five hundred dollars was really not much. Even if she was cheated, she could accept it.

If she was really cheated, she would find a way to get it back in the future.

Behind her was MI7, which had plenty of experts. If she couldn't cure someone, others could perfectly cure them.

'Give it to me.'

'I'll give it to you later! I don't have it with me.'

'I don't believe you.'

'If I go back on my word, you can kill me.'

'I can't bear to...'

'Five hundred US dollars is not a lot. It's not even worth the price of a mountain gun. Do you think I would go back on my word?'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong accepted her argument.

Indeed, the original imported 75mm mountain gun was also very expensive.

Li Yunlong's Italian cannon was actually the French-made M1897 field gun. Nicknamed Mademoiselle France. The price was about more than a thousand US dollars.

As the saying goes, when the cannon roars, ten thousand taels of gold are worth it. In fact, it can also be understood as meaning that without ten thousand taels of gold, you simply cannot afford artillery. Cannons in later generations were even more expensive. A 155 mm howitzer shell from Rheinmetall costs 8,000 US dollars a shot. It's crazy.

'Intelligence.'

'Yuan Bin killed someone.'

'When?'

'The man he was helping a moment ago is dead.'

'How do you know?'

'That's my secret. I can't tell you.'

'How do I know if what you're saying is true?'

'He just killed someone, so he must have to dispose of the body. Do you want to witness it?'

'Yes!'

Catherine agreed.

Yuan Bin had actually killed someone in public. This was big news.

If this was true, she could make a lot of stories out of it. This Zhang Yong had really done her a big favour.

She had to admit that this Zhang Yong was indeed a bit of a mystery.

She had seen the man who had just been helped out by Yuan Bin. But she hadn't realised that he was dead. She had thought he was drunk.

It was a common sight to see people coming out of the dance hall in that state. There were so many drunk people.

Five hundred dollars. It was worth it. If it was true. She would be willing to kiss Zhang Yong twice.

'You came to Shanghai alone? Where is Dickens?'

'He has another task.'

'You said before that there were arms...'

'Yes, light weapons. Including all firearms. And mortars. And 75mm mountain guns. All of it. If you can get it, you can take it.'

'Tell me more?'

'If you give me the details of the Big Thunderstorm plan, I'll give you 24 75mm mountain guns. And 150 rounds of ammunition for each gun.'

'That doesn't sound like much...'

'If you want more, you'll have to fight for it yourself. I can introduce you to a more senior officer. You can negotiate with him.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

This was still a very sincere response.

The fact that she could make decisions regarding 24 mountain guns was already a very powerful authority.

If she wanted more, she would definitely need to speak to a higher-ranking official.

However, at this moment in the British Empire, even a dying camel was still bigger than a horse, and there was definitely no shortage of light weapons.

They would never have imagined that four years later they would suffer such a heavy defeat at Dunkirk. They lost most of their army equipment. In the end, they had to make the super-simple Sten submachine gun to meet the needs of the infantry on the front line. However, the Sten was simple, but it was still very powerful.

'What did Yuan Bin kill?'

'One hundred dollars.'

'What?'

'This is different information. You have to pay more.'

'Zhang Yong, you...'

Katherine couldn't help rolling her eyes.

She really wanted to grab him by the neck and squeeze his brains out...

No, no, no. She wanted to squeeze the information out of his head. This bastard. He actually wanted to charge extra! What the...

But!

'Here!'

Katherine acted very generously.

Since Big Head was willing to pay 500 US dollars, an additional 100 US dollars was nothing.

The point is, if the person killed by Yuan Bin is someone of importance, Yuan Bin is dead.

No. He will be unable to live or die.

She has a hundred ways to make Yuan Bin willingly serve MI7.

The Germans are the enemy of the British. So are the French. In the past, the British and French fought a war for hundreds of years. Therefore, in the Far East, MI7 also has the task of keeping an eye on the French. Yuan Bin is her target. If he cannot be converted, then just kill him.

'Yuan Bin killed Sun Dingyuan's mistress.'

'A woman?'

'Yes.'

'Impossible.'

Katherine frowned.

She had seen it all just now. It was clearly a man.

The one being supported by Yuan Bin was definitely a man. She trusted her own eyes.

'Did you see her Adam's apple?'

'I...'

Katherine suddenly hesitated.

It seemed that she hadn't seen it. The man had a scarf around his neck.

Damn...

Most of what Zhang Yong said was true.

A grown man wearing a scarf was obviously abnormal.

And after getting drunk, he didn't even take off the scarf. Isn't this just waiting to throw up a puddle of scarf? Who would be so stupid?

Damn it!

She hadn't noticed such details.

It was Zhang Yong who had noticed. And from that, a lot of potential information had been deduced.

It seems that this guy cannot be underestimated.

In addition to being able to catch Japanese spies, he also has very strong observational skills. She definitely must not underestimate him...

Conquer him!

Conquer him!

A bold idea popped into her mind...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong suddenly started sneezing.

He wondered to himself, what was wrong now? Who was whispering about him again?

He silently monitored the map.

He noticed that two Japanese spies had casually gathered together.

Haha, it seems that they have completed the handshake. However, Takaharu Akagi, at the edge of the map, was still motionless.

It seems that these spies playing high-end games are all very patient!

Fine, I'm patient too.

'What now?'

'Wait.'

'Wait for what?'

'For me to finish something else.'

'What?'

'Yuan Bin will definitely try to move the body before dawn. If you want to catch him, you have to catch him in the act.'

'But how do you know when he'll move the body?'

'I just know.'

'You...'

Katherine frowned.

This Zhang Yong is so mysterious.

Could it be another one of those mysterious Chinese traditions?

The Guigu Zi?

The Yuan Tiangang?

The Pubei Tu?

"I'll let you know when the time comes!'

'But it'll cost you extra!'