Chapter 792: Really. Just

Yang Lichu came.

She looked at Zhang Yong with a sad and resentful expression.

It was as if she was blaming her incompetent husband.

It was all because of him. She was drafted again.

In fact, she was in technology!

Studying aircraft was her specialty!

Now she's become Zhang Yong's lackey. And a mouthpiece.

Zhang Yong is also depressed.

There's no money in investigating cases. And it's dangerous.

Those people are desperate! They'll go down with you in a heartbeat. I've seen it before.

So the two of them just stared at each other.

In the end, they both sighed helplessly.

What can I do about you?

Just do your job!

'I've got the authority,' Yang Lichu said.

'Who gave it to you?' Zhang Yong asked knowingly.

'Anyway, whoever touches it will be unlucky,' Yang Lichu replied stiffly.

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes at her.

You don't need to tell me. I'm not an idiot.

It's either the chairman or the lady. Of course whoever touches it will be unlucky.

Who could bear something like shelling the presidential palace? Of course it's necessary to investigate to the end.

Even Wang Jingwei wouldn't stand in the way. Because he could also be blown to pieces by a shell.

You can be 100% sure that no one told Wang Jingwei about the plan to shell the Presidential Palace. Otherwise, he would never have agreed to it.

What?

Quietly leave the Presidential Palace?

Shell it while Wang Jingwei is away? Are you kidding me? You're treating people like children.

How could the military leaders not suspect something so obvious?

If anything happened to Chiang Kai-shek, they would be the first to blame Wang Jingwei. The military leaders don't reason with you.

Before, when Wang Jingwei was assassinated, the first person outsiders suspected was Chiang Kai-shek.

Wang Jingwei's wife even went to Chiang Kai-shek angrily and shouted at him, demanding an explanation.

The assassination of Wang Jingwei was arranged by Wang Yaqiao. It really had nothing to do with Chiang Kai-shek. However, everyone's first reaction was that Chiang Kai-shek did it.

This has become fixed thinking. So, how dare Wang Jingwei agree?

Damn. What a mess.

The Japanese invaders who dared to shell the Presidential Palace with mortars are definitely outlaws!

These outlaws don't have any oil or wealth...

No, wait. There was a rattan suitcase.

Back in Nanjing, I never found that rattan suitcase.

If there were gold bars in the suitcase...

Okay, let's dream. Cheer up.

If there's no profit, then create some.

Outlaws have no profit, so don't mess with them.

Anyone with profit is someone to mess with.

Who has the most profit on the Shanghai beach? Du Yuesheng? Huang Jinrong? Zhang Xiaolin?

All of them!

'Where do you want to start?' Yang Lichu asked.

'I don't know,' Zhang Yong answered honestly.

Yang Lichu: ...

Okay. I won't say anything.

You can do whatever you want.

Anyway, I'll just report. Early report. Late report.

'Let's go find Du Yuesheng first.'

'What?'

'Go find Du Yuesheng and see if he has any news.'

'You...'

Yang Lichu paused, wanting to say something.

At this time, Zhang Yong actually wanted to go find Du Yuesheng?

She couldn't figure it out...

But this was Zhang Yong's decision. She wouldn't veto it.

In fact, Zhang Yong just had this sudden thought. Go find Du Yuesheng.

It would be best if he got some news, but if not, it doesn't matter.

If Du Yuesheng and he have a conflict, he can just use the incident as an excuse.

One phone call and he can get people from the Songhu Garrison Command to come. They can arrest him.

Du Yuesheng has been arrested before.

He beat up the relative of a warlord, who was a relative of a warlord? And he got arrested.

In the end, it was Huang Jinrong who mediated and got him released. If not, there would be no Du Yuesheng.

It can be seen that in the face of the army, these big bosses in the underworld say nothing.

Didn't Yang Lichu have the Prime Minister's or the Madame's feathered arrow? When necessary, it was used on Du Yuesheng.

Resisting cooperation...

Refusing to cooperate with the investigation...

There must be something fishy...

A bunch of charges were all pinned on Du Yuesheng. He would be dead or severely punished.

He got what he deserved. Haha.

Good. Let's do it. Go to the Never Night Club.

Where does Du Yuesheng usually hang out? Zhang Yong doesn't know.

But he does know that the Never Night Club is owned by Du Yuesheng. So he knows that going there is the right thing to do.

Let's go.

A huge group.

Fully armed.

With a menacing air.

They go straight to the door of the Never Night Club.

They report their identity. And demand to see Du Yuesheng.

They are let in.

They go inside the Never Night Club. It's very luxurious.

Although there aren't many customers, it looks very high-end. It's magnificent.

The hostesses, all wearing cheongsams, were not all 90 points in looks. But they were definitely 80 points.

Damn. Secretly resentful. Boss Du really knows how to enjoy himself!

Jealous. Want to take his place.

Unfortunately, has a good sense of self. Knows his limitations.

It's no problem to cause trouble for Du Yuesheng and extort a little profit. But to replace him...

Xuan Tiewu couldn't do it. Ten years later, Xuan Tiewu did try. By all means. By every means.

But he never managed to completely destroy Du Yuesheng.

And then the People's Liberation Army arrived...

Haha. So, to get rid of these cowards and devils, you need the Red Army.

Look around.

Everything is resplendent. It's magnificent. It's a world of excess.

There are only 13 years left.

Thirteen years from now, everything will be gone.

Life is like a white horse galloping past...

Don't think too much.

You must make the most of life while you can. Don't let the golden wine cup stand empty as you gaze at the moon.

Soon, a man in the guise of a secretary welcomed him up, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Four-eyes. With a smile on his face, he said, 'Team Leader Zhang, you're here in person, please, please, please!'

'Where is your boss, Du?' Zhang Yong asked directly.

'Our boss left by ship for Southeast Asia the day before yesterday. But never mind, if there's anything you need, Mr Zhang, we'll do our best to satisfy your requests.'

'What's your name?'

'Mr Zhang, my name is Meisong...'

'Are you sure your boss isn't here?'

'We're sure. Otherwise, if you were here, our boss would have welcomed you with open arms!'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong couldn't hide his sneer.

Haha, you think I'm stupid. Not here? You don't want to see me, do you?

He's a smooth operator. That's normal.

After all, he's the boss of Shanghai. His status is above that of Huang Jinrong.

Originally, Zhang Yong wanted to use the power of the government to threaten Du Yuesheng. If he could put him in his pocket, that would be perfect. If Du Yuesheng were finished, Shanghai would be in chaos. Chaos is good. The more chaotic it is, the better. Chaos gives you a chance! You can fish in troubled waters.

However, he underestimated the abilities of others.

With just one move of Tai Chi pushing hands, he neutralised all his attempts.

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. Everyone else had been warmly welcomed. If he didn't give face, it would indeed be difficult for him to get on in Shanghai in the future.

It's easy to avoid an open attack, but difficult to guard against a hidden one.

Zhang Yong was not afraid of the Japanese ambushing him. But he was afraid of people around him turning against him.

It's always right to be careful.

'Team Leader Zhang, this is your first visit, and we haven't had time to prepare, so please forgive us...'

Ma Meisong quietly waved his hand. Immediately, a beautiful lady in a cheongsam gracefully brought a stack of red envelopes.

They were wrapped in red paper. They were neatly arranged. One of them was the biggest.

'Team Leader Zhang, this is a small token of our respect.'

'For me?'

'Please, please...'

Ma Meisong handed over the red envelope with both hands. Very respectfully.

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

He opened the seal and saw that there were five banknotes inside.

Each was worth 100 silver dollars. In total, it was 500 silver dollars. They were from the Citibank. The paper was very sturdy.

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed. He looked at Ma Meisong meaningfully.

Not bad. This amount is just right.

Five hundred silver dollars. Not a small amount. We just met. This is a pretty good amount.

But it's not much either. I'm not giving you more than you deserve. It's a purely social gift.

To put it bluntly, it means that we keep our distance from each other.

I, Du Yuesheng, will not hold any grudges from the past. But you should not push your luck either.

I, Du Yuesheng, have not asked you for anything. You can't expect a lion's share. There are rules in the underworld, don't go too far.

Zhang Yong took another small red envelope. It was full of legal tender. Five notes. All five were worth five yuan. A total of 25 yuan. The equivalent of 25 US dollars.

Fine, I'll leave.

It's not impossible to take someone's money and continue to cause trouble.

It's just that Zhang Yong really couldn't bring himself to do it.

A steady stream of small amounts. 500 yuan each time. Come two or three times a month. It's also a good income.

Haha!

Monitor the map silently.

He notices many weapons emblems around. They belong to Du Yuesheng's men.

There are many small white dots. But he can't tell if Du Yuesheng is in them. He can only be sure that many people are watching him in secret.

He turns around and leaves. He is going to find Huang Jinrong.

He will pay his respects to each one of them.

He will see who is not sensible.

Then he will take Yang Lichu's feathered order and thrust it hard into his head.

'Mr Ma.'

'Team Leader Zhang, what can I do for you?'

'What business is your boss going to Nanyang for? When will he be back?'

'I'm sorry, Captain Zhang, I don't know. My boss didn't tell me. If you have any requests, I can send him a telegram...'

'Very well. Please ask him to bring me 500 catties of cinchona.'

'Huh?'

Ma Yisong was momentarily stunned.

No, I was just being polite. Don't you understand?

Our boss doesn't want to see you. That's just an excuse. He's not really gone to Southeast Asia. Saying you have some needs is actually a way of persuading you not to cause any problems...

Are you thick-headed?

Are you really that naive?

And you want our boss to bring you 500 catties of cinchona bark?

What nonsense!

"Here, this is the deposit!'

Zhang Yong opened the big red envelope and took out the bank draft inside.

I'll pass it on to someone else. I'll return it to you in good condition. I don't want the banknote. I want 500 catties of cinchona. The latter is worth much more than 500 silver dollars.

'This...'

Ma Meisong hesitated.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

He understood. Zhang Yong was deliberately stirring up trouble. He knew that Boss Du didn't want to see him, so he deliberately made things difficult.

500 catties of cinchona was worth at least 100,000 silver dollars!

You're offering 500 silver taels? We're giving you the 500 silver taels for free!

Damn it...

'Mr Ma, you don't look well...'

'Sorry, it's just my natural complexion.'

'Oh, I thought that Boss Du had never even set foot in Nanyang! It's fine to lie to me, but it's not fine to lie to the Commissioner and your wife.'

'He really went.'

'That's fine. Remember to get me 500 taels of cinchona!'

'This...'

'What? Is that difficult?'

'Not really...'

'I knew you, Boss Du, were a man of great influence. It mustn't be difficult.'

'Well...'

'Alas, Mr Ma, actually, I don't want to trouble Boss Du either. But I really don't have the time. I'm so busy right now that I don't even have time to fart. No sooner had I started this morning than I was ordered to drop everything and devote all my energy to investigating the case of someone trying to shell the Presidential Palace. Can you believe that those people are crazy enough to try to shell the Presidential Palace! It's a clear attempt on the life of the Chairman of the Committee! How can this be allowed to happen?'

'Team Leader Zhang is truly a man of talent, entrusted with an important task...'

'To be honest, I don't know where to start the investigation. I'm incompetent. I don't know anything. So, we can only question people one by one. If they are willing to cooperate, we can talk nicely to them. If they are not willing to cooperate, there is nothing we can do. We can only invite them back and entertain them until they are willing to cooperate.'

'Team Leader Zhang has a unique way of doing things and has achieved remarkable results. We have heard about it...'

'Alas, there's nothing I can do. I'm just a stupid person, so I can only use stupid methods...'

'Don't worry, Team Leader Zhang. The 500 catties of cinchona will definitely be delivered in three months.'

'Thank you very much. I knew that Boss Du was willing to cooperate. He deserves the trust of the Commissioner. I will report to the Commissioner.'

'Thank you, Team Leader Zhang.'

'Then I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye.'

'Team Leader Zhang, please.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong walked out lightly.

Ma Meisong had been leading the way, solicitously, with a servile expression on his face.

Of course it was an act.

Zhang Yong understood. He understood it himself. But no one said anything.

'Thank you.'

'You're welcome.'

They said goodbye. Zhang Yong got into the car. They headed for Changchun Park.

Intelligence said that Huang Jinrong spent a lot of time there.

Gangsters at this level had multiple hiding places. It was said that they never stayed in the same place for more than three nights.

Some even spend the first half of the night here and the second half there. At the very least, they change rooms.

If there is a woman involved, they don't notify anyone before coming. And they don't say goodbye after they leave.

They just pop in and out. They finish their business and leave.

That way, they don't get assassinated.

Everyone in the underworld has a lot of enemies.

They say Zhang Yong had a lot of enemies. But compared to Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong, he was still not as bad.

There were always assassins trying to take the lives of these big shots in the underworld.

If you weren't careful, you would end up dead.

How was Zhang Xiaolin assassinated in real life? He was assassinated by his own bodyguards.

This guy was incredibly stingy. He was also very mean to his bodyguards. They were only paid two silver dollars a month. It was like throwing money at beggars!

As a result, the Kuomintang secret police just had to bribe them a little and they were immediately willing to do it.

Then Zhang Xiaolin was done in.

His bodyguards!

Only two silver dollars a month. You should have paid more.

If you don't do it, who will?

If you pay 10 silver dollars a month, the assassin won't be tempted.

If you pay 20 silver dollars a month, they'll probably turn against you and inform on you. Then you'll set a trap and have the people from the military intelligence agency killed.

Don't overestimate people's character. Especially their loyalty.

Unless you have a tight organisational structure like the Red Party, strict discipline, and a noble belief...

'I give up, you actually dared to blackmail Du Yuesheng.'

'Did I?'

'You asked him for 500 catties of quinine.'

'Oh, is that what happened.'

'A catty of quinine costs several hundred dollars!'

'That expensive?'

'Of course. It's an effective medicine for malaria! It's hard to come by! You're asking for 500 catties! Where are you going to find that much?'

'Haha. I was just saying that. Give it to me or not. Whatever.'

'Whatever?'

Yang Lichu frowned.

Zhang Yong said casually, which meant he definitely wasn't going to give it.

If Du Yuesheng didn't give him the quinine, the next thing that happened would probably not be so amicable.

'Really. It's up to you,'

Zhang Yong replied with a smile. The smile was kind. It was harmless.

If Du Yuesheng didn't want to give it, there was nothing he could do. At most, it would be mentioned in the report that the other party was unwilling to cooperate with the investigation. It might be related to the artillery shelling case.

Well, it might be. The other party was more suspicious. But I can't invite him.

What should I do? You decide.

I guess the Songhu Garrison Command will be dispatched soon to 'invite' Du Yuesheng back...

Well, that's probably it. Hehe. He's only responsible for reporting. It's not his job to arrest people.

So there's no reason for Du Yuesheng to blame himself...

'Here, take a red packet.'

'Everyone gets one!'

Zhang Yong started handing them out.

There was one for everyone. All 25 yuan. Even Yang Lichu got one.

Except for Zhang Yong himself. He had already used his as a deposit. To buy 500 catties of cinchona.

They arrived at Changchun Garden.

They strode up to the front door. They announced their identities.

The other party did not dare to neglect them, and hurriedly welcomed them in. Then immediately an advisor came up to greet them.

'Team Leader Zhang, please, please, have a seat.'

'I need to see your boss Huang.'

'I'm sorry, Team Leader Zhang, our boss went to Guangzhou and hasn't returned yet...'

'Your boss is not here either?'

'Team Leader Zhang, I'm really sorry. You've come at a bad time. Our boss just left last night. He took a boat at the concession pier...'

'That's fine. Let's get this over with!'

'What?'

'Next, shouldn't you try to get rid of us with a red envelope?'

'You're right, you're right.'

The clerk immediately instructed someone to get ready.

Soon, a tray was brought up. It was full of red envelopes.

There was a large one in the middle. Zhang Yong judged that it was 500 taels of silver. He picked it up and opened the flap. Sure enough, there were five silver banknotes inside, all with a face value of 100 silver dollars. A total of 500 silver dollars.

Needless to say. The other small red envelopes all contained legal tender. 5 yuan denominations. Five of them. A total of 25 yuan.

He picked up one of the small red envelopes at random. He opened the flap. Sure enough, he was not wrong.

There was no doubt that someone had just passed gas.

Whenever he arrives, he uses this method to deal with it. Pay the money. Ask him to leave.

'What is your name, Counselor?'

'My name is Li. Li Bai Pu.'

'Goodbye.'

'Team Leader Zhang, please, please, please.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong walked out.

Li Bai Pu saw him off to the door.

Zhang Yong took two steps and suddenly turned back.

Li Bai Pu: ?

So he asked, 'Team Leader Zhang, do you have any other instructions?'

'Counselor Li, after I leave, you won't spit on my back, will you?' Zhang Yong said seriously.

Li Bipu: ...

For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

He did think that. He almost spat it out.

Damn it, you're a team leader of the secret service, not officially so, and you're still running wild on our turf?

Bah!

I'll drown you with a hard mouthful of spit!

Unexpectedly, the other party actually said it directly. Li Baimu was sorry for his loose lips and didn't know how to respond.

'So it's true.'

'Of course not, absolutely not, definitely not...'

'In fact, are you guys very unhappy?'

'Where? Where? Team Leader Zhang has come in person...'

Li Baimu's words were insincere.

Then he noticed that Zhang Yong had already left. Gone. Gone...

Subconsciously, he wanted to spit on the ground. But then he suddenly remembered Zhang Yong's words, so he held back again.

Finally, he angrily patted his silk robe. Such a freak, it's really rare to see.

No wonder Zhang Xiaolin had suffered several times before. Now he is still being targeted by Zhang Yong.

Vaguely, he felt something was wrong again...

It seems that Zhang Yong walked away a bit happily! Could there be some kind of conspiracy?

Just now, someone reported secretly that Zhang Yong was over at Du Yuesheng's place, extorting 500 catties of cinchona from him. That's a huge appetite.

He was also preparing for how to refuse if Zhang Yong asked for too much. But unexpectedly, Zhang Yong didn't mention wanting anything.

Frowning...

A heart that is neither high nor low...

Just because Zhang Yong didn't ask for anything doesn't mean he doesn't want it. What if he comes back and thinks of it...

Sigh, headache...

Zhang Yong waved his hand over here.

Stop the car.

Red envelopes. Everyone gets one.

Yang Lichu of course also had one. But it was small, only 25 francs.

Yang Lichu unceremoniously took Zhang Yong's red envelope as well. This is called turning in the salary card.

I didn't collect it just now. I must get it this time.

Zhang Yong: ...

So miserable.

Fortunately, there is a personal space.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even have a dime left.

Sigh...

What to do now?

Investigate the case?

What the hell for? How? Who knows?

It's like forcing a duck to stand on its feet...

I suddenly remembered something. It's like a lightbulb going off.

Eureka!