Chapter 775: The boy with the good fortune is promoted to the God of Wealth

Wu Yuanfu killed one of his own men.

Wu Yuanfu still used the radio. Maybe for ten minutes?

Who did he send a message to?

What did he say?

Why did this guy come back to Jinling?

I can't figure it out...

What did he come back for?

Forget it. No point in thinking about it. Money.

He's only interested in money. Unfortunately, there's nothing nearby...

Keep searching.

We've made an unexpected discovery.

Hidden beneath the radio is a secret compartment.

Opening it reveals a stack of small notebooks. After sorting through them, it seems they're code books?

They're covered in all kinds of symbols. And numbers. And calculation formulas. It all seems very complicated.

There are also a lot of them. There are twelve in total. Each one looks the same on the outside. But the numbers, symbols and formulas recorded inside are different.

However, after studying them so carefully, it seems that there is some kind of internal connection.

Suspicious.

How many radios are there here? Why are there so many codebooks?

There is clearly only one radio! If you look closely at the power of the radio, it is the most common 5W, nothing special. The ideal transmission distance is about 1,000 kilometres.

The radio is also an ordinary radio. But it is equipped with so many code books. Something doesn't feel right.

'Blackie!'

'Here!'

'Pull back the people outside. Hide. Don't let outsiders know that something happened at the grocery store.'

'Yes.'

'Arrange for someone else to pretend to be a clerk.'

'Okay.'

Lu Keming arranges it.

Zhang Yong goes out to make a phone call.

He wants Ling Yan to come over. Or Jiang Yiying. They are professionals.

Of course, reporting to Li Boqi is also necessary.

It was hard to find the phone.

Call back to the headquarters of Jige Lane and find Li Boqi first.

Fortunately, Li Boqi was there.

Describe the matter briefly.

'The grocery store owner may not be the sender. Be careful to hide.' Li Boqi quickly gave instructions.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong actually thought of it as well.

'I'll arrange for someone from the telecommunications department to go there right away. It'll take about half an hour to get there.'

'Good.'

'Be careful to stay hidden. Don't alert the enemy. I suspect there's a big fish behind the radio station.'

'Understood,'

Zhang Yong promised.

It didn't matter if the fish was big or small.

It all depended on the amount of treasure.

If the person was very high-ranking but didn't have much money, it wasn't worth the trouble.

He couldn't help but think of Ryuzo Kuroshima. That guy still owed him 300,000 US dollars!

This was the biggest fortune he had come into contact with so far. Unfortunately, he left Tianjin in a hurry afterwards and there was no further news. Kuroshima Ryujo also pretended to be dead, and I don't know where he is hiding, as if he is a turtle hiding his head, never to be seen again.

Damn it, the cooked duck has flown.

That's a full 300,000 US dollars! Damn it...

Boring...

I wonder if Kuroshima Ryujo is still in Tianjin?

If he is, I must find a time to go there and get that guy out again and get my hands on the 300,000 US dollars...

I'm just daydreaming.

I silently monitor the map, waiting for the right person to take the bait.

Li Boqi judges that the sender may be someone else. The grocery store owner may just be a front.

If the sender comes to the door now...

I'm looking forward to it...

Time passes by minute by minute...

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound next to him.

Zhang Yong leaned over to take a look. He found Shangguan Qing staring blankly.

Oh, this guy, he often does this. People gave him the nickname 'stupid'. I don't know where this nickname came from.

'Shangguan, what are you daydreaming about?'

'Team leader, look,'

Shangguan Qing said, speaking for the first time. His expression was still blank.

Zhang Yong then walked over and looked down. Oh. It turned out to be a sea of banknotes. So many. So many. So many...

He suddenly woke up.

This isn't a lot!

This is super-lot!

Shangguan Qing had opened up a cellar! The cellar was full of banknotes!

All of them were scattered. They covered most of the cellar. Due to poor storage, the surfaces of many banknotes had turned black. However, it was still possible to tell that they were banknotes.

'This...'

Zhang Yong was gradually stunned.

This Japanese spy who was killed really didn't treasure the yuans!

You could at least use something to contain them. You could just buy a water tank to put them in, or a sack. Sacks are cheap enough. You could buy a dozen for every yuan.

But in the end, he didn't want to spend anything. So they were just scattered all over the cellar.

Yes. I can think of a word: scattered.

And I also think of taking out the trash. These oceans of money seem like trash, and they were just dumped into the cellar.

And then...

There was no then.

When I look at it now, it has partially oxidised.

Fortunately, an ocean is still an ocean. Even if it is oxidised on the surface, it is still an ocean.

As long as you dig it out, wash it, wipe it down, you can still use it. The quantity may be slightly discounted.

'Lu Keming!'

'Here!'

'Arrange for someone to investigate the grocer's information.'

'Yes.'

Lu Keming promised and left.

Zhang Yong arranged for another guard. He wanted to prevent outsiders from approaching.

There were so many taels of silver, a conservative estimate would be tens of thousands. Even hundreds of thousands.

For someone who was obsessed with money, this was like a dream come true.

He didn't care about anything else. First, he would sort out the silver.

Oh, he would call Chen Qingquan right away.

With so much money, it's best to take it back to the headquarters in Chicken and Goose Lane.

Of course, I'll have to take some back with me.

'Shangguan,'

'Yes!'

'Arrange for someone to go down and count it. Be careful.'

'Yes,'

Shangguan Qing agreed.

Finally, he was no longer a mute. He was also happy to speak.

Indeed, wealth and inferiority complex cannot coexist. So much money was enough to make Shangguan Qing speak.

Zhang Yong went next door to find a phone and call Chen Qingquan.

It was answered immediately.

'Shaolong, something good again?'

'Seems like it. Bring someone with you. Drive a truck. And bring some baskets or something.'

'What? You found a gold mine?'

'No. Just a sea of money that fills most of the cellar. There could be tens of thousands. Or even hundreds of thousands. Some of the surface is already black. It's probably been stored for a long time.'

'Who was it? Why didn't they take better care of it? I'm coming! I'm coming!'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

He walked back. The map suddenly prompted him. Mei Wanqun appeared.

She didn't make a sound. This woman. Seems to be busy? What is she going to do? What is going to happen on this side of the train station?

He didn't have the heart to go over and say hello to her. He was abstaining from sex for the time being.

It was more practical to make money.

He returned to the grocery store. He looked around. He didn't notice anything unusual.

The person he was waiting to meet did not appear.

He went inside.

Shangguan Qing and the others were already busy.

Several people jumped into the cellar and tried to carry the silver dollars out with dustpans and other things.

'Clatter, clatter...'

'Clatter, clatter...'

The sound of the silver dollars rolling was very pleasant.

Zhang Yong had the feeling of falling into a cornucopia. This was really unexpected. He had never expected it at all.

I don't understand why the Japanese spies hid so many silver dollars here. They had all gone mouldy and were never taken out for use. Could it be that they had forgotten them?

Haha. What kind of noble person would that be? Someone who could forget all the silver dollars in a cellar...

Shangguan Qing suddenly picked up one of the silver dollars and sniffed it.

Frowning, he sniffed it again.

Zhang Yong asked, 'What? Something wrong?'

'It smells like blood,' Shangguan Qing replied, 'human blood. It's been here for years.'

'Really?' Zhang Yong didn't pay much attention.

It's not unusual for silver dollars to have a bit of human blood on them. It could have been caused by an accident.

Or it could have been caused by a robbery. These silver dollars could have come from an illegal source. That's why they were stored here and never saw the light of day.

Right, a robbery...

So, here's the question: Who was robbed? Where was it robbed?

So many silver dollars, how many people were robbed? Who has so many silver dollars! Unless it was a bank robbery...

A thought occurred to him.

A large number of weapon symbols appeared on the edge of the map.

Oh, it must be the people from the headquarters in Goose and Chicken Lane. Half an hour. More or less.

Sure enough, the group soon arrived near the grocery store.

At this point, complete secrecy was no longer possible. There were more people. There were also more vehicles.

Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying had arrived. Li Boqi himself had also arrived. And he was accompanied by a little tail. It was Li Jingzhi.

No more talk. Straight to the main course.

They took out the radio and the codebook and studied them carefully.

Soon, Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying exchanged glances. Then they nodded in unison.

Zhang Yong asked, 'Have you reached a conclusion?'

Ling Yan replied, "I think it's the main station.'

'Oh?" Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Is there really such a thing?

What a coincidence.

They actually caught the main station?

The main station where the Japanese invaders gathered information was actually hidden in such a grocery store?

This is really unexpected.

If Wu Yuanfu hadn't killed his own people, this grocery store might not have been exposed.

Although, the owner of the grocery store was a Japanese invader. The map is marked. However, this is not a major transportation hub. There are also no important places nearby. So, even though Zhang Yongming knew that there might be a Japanese spy here, he didn't have time to deal with it. As a result, he let the spy get away.

Fortunately, Wu Yuanfu helped him make up for this mistake.

What Zhang Yong failed to do, Wu Yuanfu did directly for him. He is really a good helper.

'The code book...'

'Different code books correspond to different substations.'

'Then the sender...'

'Wait.'

Ling Yan and Jiang Yiyi inspect the corpse of the grocery store owner. In the end, they both shake their heads.

They have come to the conclusion that this grocery store owner was probably only responsible for receiving messages. He should not have been the sender. He does not have the characteristics of a radio operator.

For them, professionals in the field, if the other person is a colleague, they can basically recognise them.

However, Zhang Yong slowly began to feel that something was wrong again.

This grocer only collected the news, not transmitted it, so where was the transmitter?

The transmitter often came here and definitely knew the grocer. From an agent's point of view, this was very dangerous. Revealing one was the same as being finished.

Could the Japanese invaders be so unprofessional?

It was a radio after all! It was a very incriminating piece of evidence! Once they were caught, there was no way they could get away with it.

Besides, there were so many code books, there was also the danger of them being compromised.

The Japanese couldn't be that stupid, could they?

'Is there any possibility...' Zhang Yong thought of a certain spy drama, 'that he was just a backup...'

'Backup?' Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying fell into deep thought.

And then there was no conclusion.

It could be a backup. Or it could be that it wasn't.

If it was a backup, it meant that there was another radio that was the real main station.

If it's not a backup, then there's another transmitter. This person is the most important. It's the key.

They're not field operatives.

Zhang Yong is. This guy is still lucky.

If they want to continue the investigation, they can only rely on Zhang Yong.

However, in any case, having captured so many codebooks is very useful for deciphering. The different formulas and their connections are the key to deciphering. This task was mainly carried out by Jiang Yiyang and Li Jingzhi.

Deciphering codes is very boring. It also often makes people irritable. So, Li Jingzhi was very unusual that night. And Jiang Yiyang had a very bad temper. However, outsiders can understand. Drilling into a blind alley and dancing in a dead end is indeed likely to make people emotionally disturbed.

'Clatter...'

'Clatter...'

Suddenly, there was a pleasant sound coming from the side.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.

'What's going on?'

'Oh, nothing, we've seized some silver.'

'Silver? How much?'

'Maybe tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?'

'How much?'

'I don't know. Come and see!'

'Lead the way!'

'This way!'

Zhang Yong led Li Boqi and the others to the side of the cellar.

The sound they heard just now was someone who hadn't held onto the dustpan properly, and as a result, the silver in the dustpan had poured out with a clatter.

The ocean was originally round, and the slight tilt of the dustpan immediately ruined all the hard work.

Shangguan Qing was down there, about to swear, but when he saw a large group of leaders arrive, he hurriedly shut up. Then he stood at attention and saluted.

There was silence.

Li Boqi didn't say anything. The others didn't say anything either.

Everyone silently looked at the silver dollars in the cellar. For a while, they all felt that their breathing was not smooth.

This was especially true for Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying. Their eyes were about to pop out of their heads.

They had been dealing with radios and code books all day. When had they ever seen a cellar full of silver dollars?

It was absolutely impossible to say that their minds weren't racing.

They had heard that this Zhang Yong was a good-for-nothing. They really weren't exaggerating. It was really easy to dig up money.

With such a cellar full of money, he has been promoted from a good-for-nothing to a god of wealth. A real god of wealth. The breadwinner of the secret service!

'You found it?'

'Sort of...'

'How much is there?'

'I don't know. I'm counting it.'

'Is there 100,000?'

'I really don't know.'

'Ah...'

Ling Yan's eyes gradually lit up.

Zhang Yong glanced at Li Boqi. Li Boqi didn't react.

'There's something for everyone,' Zhang Yong said quickly. "Since you're here, you can each take a bag home.'

'Wait..." Li Boqi suddenly said.

Zhang Yong: ?

What are you waiting for?

You're not giving it to us?

What a cheapskate.

There are so many silver dollars, what's wrong with sharing a little with everyone?

Even if it's 100 each, it's still less than 10,000. There's still so much left over. There's enough for Chen Qingquan to smile like the real Maitreya Buddha.

'There's something wrong with these silver dollars.'

'What?'

'It might be related to the robbery of the wealthy families in Shanghai, Nanjing and Hangzhou back then.'

'What robbery?'

Zhang Yong was confused. He had never heard of it. Was it a robbery?

If it was a robbery, it seemed correct. These silver dollars might indeed have been stolen.

Because they could not be seen in the light of day, they had been temporarily stored here.

'Divide them up. One hundred each.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong immediately arranged for Shangguan Qing to prepare them.

Li Boqi withdrew. The others followed suit. The grocery store was too small. It couldn't accommodate so many people.

Luckily, there was an empty courtyard next door. It was very spacious. So it was borrowed for the time being.

Li Boqi called over Zhang Yong, Ling Yan, Jiang Yiying, and Li Jingzhi.

'Around the time of the Mukden Incident in 1931 and the Shanghai 128 Incident in 1932, there were many cases of wealthy families being robbed in Shanghai, Nanjing and Hangzhou. Some people died. A lot of property was looted. People were scared for a while.' Li Boqi gave a brief introduction, "Later, some people were arrested one after the other. But the mastermind behind it was never caught. Most of the property was never recovered either.'

'Now we can be sure that it was the Japanese who did it," Zhang Yong chimed in.

'And Zhang Xiaolin,' Li Boqi said with a stern expression.

'Him?' Zhang Yong frowned.

I see. Someone was collaborating with the enemy from within. Betraying their compatriots.

The Japanese invaders used Zhang Xiaolin as an insider to obtain intelligence. Zhang Xiaolin, in turn, used the Japanese invaders to rapidly rise up the ranks.

Before the 128 Incident, Zhang Xiaolin's position in Shanghai was not significant. He was at best a second-rate character. But after that, his power skyrocketed, and he became a third-rate figure on par with Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong. There was definitely something behind the scenes.

'Many wealthy households were robbed?'

'Many. At least forty. In Jinling, Shanghai, and Hangzhou.'

'So...'

Zhang Yong's heart stirred.

There were so many wealthy households, and there must have been a lot of loot.

A grocery store with such a big haul couldn't possibly fit it all. So there must be more somewhere else.

The problem was that the gold in the loot had probably been taken by the Japanese invaders. All that was left were the bulky foreign currencies. There was no way to show the map.

It had been so many years, and probably many Japanese spies didn't know anything about it.

He had to rely on Wu Yuanfu!

I hope he can kill a few more Japanese spies and continue to help me generate income...

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him.

There was a red dot cutting into the edge of the map.

It was Wu Yuanfu again.

He's back.

Zhang Yong was both surprised and worried.

What is this guy back for? Is he back at the grocery store?

Please don't!

Go and harm other Japanese spies first...

Yes, go...

Huh? It seems that Wu Yuanfu really went to another place.

Zhang Yong stood up, gave Lu Keming a quiet sign, and followed him quietly with a small team.

Soon after, another red dot entered the edge of the map.

Wu Yuanfu went up to meet him.

Zhang Yong prayed in secret. It would be best if the same scene played out again.

It would be best if there was another cellar...

Haha. Even in my dreams, I would die of laughter.

The result...

Three minutes...

Five minutes...

Suddenly, something was noticed.

One red dot disappeared. Only one was left.

He checked quickly and sure enough, there was only Wu Yuanfu left. He really did kill one of his own again.

Ah...

This guy...

It seems that he is very angry today!

Kill on sight!

Kill on sight!

Just watching. Watching quietly.

Five minutes...

Ten minutes...

Finally, Wu Yuanfu began to leave the scene.

Zhang Yong did not chase after him. Instead, he waited until Wu Yuanfu had gone out of sight before quietly leading his men over.

Unexpectedly, the scene turned out to be a grocery store as well. It was in a remote corner.

Going in, they found that the owner was not there.

Well, it really turned out that he had been killed again.

They did not go in either. They immediately sent someone back to notify Li Boqi.

Let's wait until everyone is here before going in.

Maybe there will be another big wave.