Chapter 793: Opening a blind box and winning the lottery

Zhang Yong led the team to the Shanghai Police Department.

Reported his identity. Directly asked to see the police chief Wang Chaoshun.

Last time, the Japanese spy impersonated a police officer to intercept the Bank of Communications' armored truck, and Zhang Yong had met Wang Chaoshun.

He also knew that Wang Chaoshun was a member of the Wang family. He was a relative of Wang Jingwei.

If not, he would not have been able to become the head of the Shanghai Police Department. This position is considered to be very prestigious.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the Police Department was renamed the Police Bureau. Xuan Tiewu is said to have also made great efforts to compete for the position of head of the Shanghai Police Department.

After all, Shanghai is the largest city in China. It is also the largest city in Asia.

If you measure it by the standards of later generations, this position is at least equivalent to a vice-ministerial level.

'Do you have an appointment?'

'No.'

'I'm sorry, but if you don't have an appointment...'

'Do you want me to ask the chancellery to call your director? Do you believe your director will shoot you on the spot?'

'Please hold on.'

The police officer in charge of reception was immediately shocked.

That was scary. He even brought out the office of the valet. We were only meeting the head of our department, why did he need to threaten us with the office of the valet?

Sure enough, the office of the valet was very useful. In less than three minutes, Wang Chaoshun appeared in a hurry.

Of course, he must have been a little upset.

Who would like to be visited like this so directly. Not to mention Zhang Yong, the troublemaker.

Wang Chaoshun of course knew exactly who Zhang Yong was. He also knew that wherever this guy went, trouble followed. This time, he was probably here to cause trouble.

If he wasn't in trouble, then the whole of Shanghai would be in trouble.

'Director Wang, sorry to disturb you.'

'Team Leader Zhang, you're too kind.'

'I'm not here for nothing. Just say it, Director Wang, I need all the information on the rich people registered here.'

'What?'

'The rich people of Shanghai. Their properties. Get me all the names you have here at the police station.'

'Team Leader Zhang, what are you going to do?'

'You'd better not ask. Otherwise, if you find out, you may be killed at any time.'

'That's a bit much...'

Wang Chaoshun answered angrily. Anger gradually rose in his heart.

Damn it. This son of a bitch. He really doesn't take me seriously! What's so great about you, a team leader in the Special Investigation Unit?

You don't even have a formal position. Team leader is just a fancy title. And you're taking it seriously?

I'm the head of the Shanghai Police Department!

I have a real position!

I'm in charge of four to five million people in Shanghai.

How dare you ride roughshod over me? Who do you think you are? A little man with an inflated ego.

Bah!

I really want to spit in Zhang Yong's face, but I hold back.

There's no choice, the three words 'attendant's office' are very deadly.

'As soon as possible!'

'Team Leader Zhang, what exactly are you doing?'

'Someone is trying to shell the Presidential Palace, assassinate the Commander-in-Chief, and assassinate other senior officials in the Executive Yuan.'

'What?'

Wang Chaoshun's face changes drastically.

He didn't know about this. No one told him.

In fact, only a very small number of people knew about the discovery of the mortar the last time. It was a strictly confidential matter.

Any idiot knows that such a thing cannot be spread. Otherwise, whether it is true or not, it will cause a huge uproar. The prestige of the Nationalist government will be completely destroyed.

However, from now on, it is no longer possible to keep secrets. There is also no need to keep secrets. Because new evidence has been found at the Wusongkou Pier.

Minister Min's tone clearly conveyed the meaning of the words from above: Hurry up. Arrest someone. Cut the Gordian knot. There is no need for a secret investigation. Use whatever methods you like. The hidden danger must be eliminated. The mastermind behind this must be found.

Otherwise, the President, his wife, and the other bigwigs will not feel safe in the Presidential Office.

It is better not to know about such things. But now that they know, it is like a thorn in their side. No one can stay aloof. No one can remain calm.

What if a shell really did fall?

That's no joke. People could really die.

'You have ten minutes. Call the Executive Yuan to verify,' Zhang Yong said.

'Okay,' Wang Chaoshun hurriedly went to make the call, not caring about anything else.

The matter was too important to care about Zhang Yong's rudeness.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes to rest.

Soon, Wang Chaoshun returned.

He looked a little anxious.

'Team Leader Zhang, I understand. I will cooperate fully.'

'Data.'

'What?'

'The information on all the wealthy families in Shanghai. Their property distribution. I want everything that is registered with your police department.'

'Right away!'

Wang Chaoshun personally went to make the arrangements.

He dared not be negligent again. He was afraid that things would be delayed because of him.

Zhang Yong's mouth curled up in a slight sneer.

Very good, this shows that Wang Jingwei is also very nervous.

After all, he also works in the Presidential Palace. He has spent more time in the Presidential Palace than Chiang Kai-shek.

Chiang Kai-shek often flew all over the country, directing the 'suppression of bandits' and whatnot. Sometimes he wouldn't return for a year or six months. For example, he went to Nanchang before, and stayed there for most of the year. At the Presidential Office, basically it was just Wang Jingwei and the others working.

If the Japanese spies had killed indiscriminately, they might have really killed him too, the President of the Executive Yuan.

Soon, Wang Chaoshun returned with a lot of information.

Zhang Yong picked up a copy at random. It was information about the wealthiest families.

There was no doubt that the information was incomplete. No one would truthfully report all of their assets.

However, the police department would also collect some information on its own using other methods. Then it would be analysed comprehensively. Judgement. Then supplement. Gradually, the information would be more or less accurate.

'I want Du Yuesheng's.'

'Okay.'

Wang Chaoshun found the information on Du Yuesheng.

Zhang Yong took it over. He looked at it carefully. He felt secretly moved. And secretly jealous.

Wow. This Du Yuesheng really has quite a lot of assets! There are more than 30 pages. There are more than 300 properties listed, just in real estate.

And this is just what is registered. Who knows how many more there are that aren't registered?

From what is registered, it seems that Du Yuesheng was involved in a lot of industries. There was hardly any industry that he wasn't involved in.

The focus was, of course, on nightclubs, casinos, opium dens and the like.

The New Life Movement banned prostitution, gambling and smoking. But this had no effect on Boss Du.

On the contrary, other people's nightclubs, casinos, opium dens, and the like were cracked down on and banned, and Boss Du's business got even better.

So, on the surface, in the newspapers, Boss Du was very active in supporting the New Life Movement.

I don't know if Chiang believed it. Anyway, Zhang Yong believed it. _^_

Probably remember some. Then go find Huang Jinrong's.

The situation is similar to that of Du Yuesheng.

A copy. The only difference is the number. It's on the last page, and there's a 48 million written there.

I don't know who wrote it. It's in red pen. It must be someone important.

'What do you mean?' Zhang Yong asked curiously.

'This...' Wang Chaoshun hesitated.

'The chairman wrote it?'

'No...'

'Then what's there to be afraid of?'

'I wrote it...'

'What do you mean?'

'I have deduced that the value of Huang Jinrong's assets should be 48 million taels of silver...'

'Oh. I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully. He didn't really care.

This figure revealed Wang Chaoshun's true colours. This guy is also eyeing up Huang Jinrong and Du Yuesheng!

That's normal. This is the Guomindang. Not having greed would be abnormal.

Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong both had family fortunes of tens of millions. Here we have the approximate figures: 48 million taels of silver! Who wouldn't be tempted?

Even Chiang Kai-shek would be tempted. But no one would tell Chiang Kai-shek. That's the unspoken rule.

If you tell Chiang Kai-shek, it's gone. Chiang Kai-shek will find a way to take the peach.

Zhang Yong won't report it either.

Neither will Commander Qian. No one will.

Everyone understands the stakes. The peach is here for everyone.

If you take a little today and I take a little tomorrow, everyone's hands can get a little bit of the meat. Make a little money, drink a little wine, and live a little.

If you let Chiang Kai-shek uproot it all, then there won't be anything left.

It was the same in the National Army. Everyone tacitly agreed that there were people on the payroll who weren't doing any work. No one would report it to Chiang Kai-shek.

Even the nerdy Huang Wei wouldn't do that. At most, he would accuse the Ministry of National Defence of not allocating enough food. But he would never report to Chiang Kai-shek that a certain unit had a certain number of vacancies, accusing someone of taking a certain amount of salary. So, Chiang Kai-shek was basically unaware of the situation.

When making combat plans, Chiang Kai-shek always calculated according to the strength of the establishment list. A division had an establishment of 8,000 people, so he calculated according to 8,000 people. But in reality, some divisions might have less than 6,000 people. In the extreme case, some divisions might have less than 5,000 people.

On the Huaihai battlefield, 800,000 against 600,000, Chiang Kai-shek said that the advantage was on his side. In fact, it wasn't necessarily the case. The 600,000 on the red side were real. There were just as many. Only the red side had hidden forces. There was no false reporting of troop strength. Not to mention the militia and local armed forces. But the 800,000 of the Nationalist army were all on paper, and in reality there might not have been 600,000. As one side lost ground, did the other gain an advantage? Haha.

'Du Yuesheng's didn't?'

'Maybe a little more.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Two super-fat lambs! Together, they exceeded a small target.

The unit was silver dollars. It was ocean dollars. Ocean dollars for a small target! His eyes shone.

The total amount of money he had made so far, when added together, was probably only two or three million ocean dollars. There was still a long way to go before reaching the small target of 100 million.

When comparing people, it's infuriating.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

'You don't just want information, do you?' Wang Chaoshun really couldn't figure out Zhang Yong's intentions.

I told you to investigate the bombing case, and you're here investigating the rich people's information?

I know what you're trying to do.

But at this time, you should at least seize the day!

You can't just think about making money! Do some proper work! What if someone bombs the presidential palace tonight...

'I don't know how to investigate a case,' Zhang Yong said with his hands spread out. Sincerity is key.

Sincerity is a surefire way to get ahead!

Let me be clear. I don't know how to investigate.

It's not that I don't want to. It's that I don't know how. So don't blame me.

'You...'

Wang Chaoshun was about to speak.

A moment ago, he had almost wanted to say, since you don't know how, then find someone else...

Fortunately, the words had just started to rise up in his throat when he forced them back down. He was joking. How could he say something like that?

If Zhang Yong had replied, 'You're good, you go ahead, I'll recommend you to the office of the attendant,'

then he would be finished. He would be dead.

Who else but Zhang Yong could investigate such a thing?

It was obvious that the Japanese had done it. Continuing the investigation would definitely result in crazy obstruction from the Japanese.

It might even be an assassination. His life would be over.

Did Wang Chaoshun want to die?

He immediately changed his words, 'No one else but you can do it.'

'Sigh...' Zhang Yong sighed.

Everyone is a smart person.

Everyone knows that this matter is a hot potato.

The risk is very high. You could lose your life at any time. But there is no benefit. So everyone stays away.

Fine, since none of you are willing. I must go. Then I will definitely get the best deal.

Now that I have the information on the rich household, the next step is to get the best deal.

A good deal.

A very good deal.

Goodbye. Leaving the police station. Heading for the concession.

What for?

To arrest Dou Yishan. The owner of the Paris Nightclub on the sea.

He's got a lot of clout. He's just going to do whatever he likes. He doesn't know anything about investigating anyway. He's just going to make a mess.

What if he hits the jackpot?

What if there really is a jackpot?

From afar, he spots another yellow dot standing at the entrance to the concession. No need to ask, it must be Kurimoto.

Suspicious.

Has this guy been demoted?

His job is to stand guard at the entrance every day? Nothing else to do?

Arrived at the entrance to the concession. Found that it was indeed Li Yuanqing. He was just idly standing there at the entrance, feeling that his time was passing slowly.

Stopped the car.

Got out of the car.

Went up to Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing looked at him silently. It seemed that he was too lazy to say hello to him.

Seeing each other twice in three days. Too familiar. Too lazy to say hello.

'Captain Li, do you want to change jobs?'

'What do you mean?'

'Have you been demoted? You're here all day. If you've been demoted...'

'The concession is quiet. Where else would I stand?'

'Captain Li, I'm serious...'

'Cut the crap! If you want to go in, go in. No more nonsense!'

'That's fine then.'

'If you pass the Hotel Mader, you can go in and have a look at the cars inside.'

'What?'

'There's a shipment of smuggled cars being auctioned off at the Hotel Matel.'

'Does it cost money?'

'What do you think?'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong let out a long sigh.

It costs money. Forget it. I can't afford it.

If it's a Japanese spy buying it, then I'll just rob it from him. That's more like it.

A traitor would be fine too.

Anyway, if I have to pay for it myself, it's absolutely out of the question.

Even if it's Stepanek...

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a red dot appeared from the distance.

It was moving quite fast. Judging from the speed, it was driving.

He looked more closely. He noticed that there was no label. Next to the red dot, there was also a white dot. There was no label for the white dot either. However, he was sitting in the back seat of the car...

Wait...

Zhang Yong suddenly realised that something was wrong.

The map seemed to have been upgraded again. It was quiet. There was no prompt.

What had been upgraded?

It seemed to be a sketch of an item?

For example, the car had a rough outline.

He no longer needs to guess whether he is in a car or not. Zoom in on the map and you can see the outline of the car.

I didn't notice it before. Now I look more closely. I can see that it is a car. But there is no exterior view of the car. So, there is no way to tell the colour, model, etc. There are also sketches of the front and back seats of the car. You can clearly tell who is sitting where.

The red dot is the driver. He is in charge of driving. There is a white dot in the back seat.

This is strange.

Is the Japanese spy actually in charge of driving?

Could it be that the white dot in the back has some kind of status?

Who are they?

What are they doing in the concession?

A thought occurred to him.

He immediately waved his hand to indicate to the others to hide.

At the same time, Zhang Yong himself also hid behind the barrier. So as not to be discovered by the Japanese spies in advance.

Li Yuanqing silently watched Zhang Yong's actions. Without saying a word.

A few minutes later, a car appeared in the field of view.

Zhang Yong's eyes brightened slightly.

Just thinking of Steampunk, and one immediately came.

He immediately perked up.

It seems like my wishes have been coming true recently!

The careless Japanese spy sent a Stepponk. It seems to be quite new. He's really rich.

He's caught so many Japanese spies before, but he still has money to buy Stepponks. He's really something.

This shows that the Japanese spies' money is endless.

After all, they have a country behind them. And there's also the puppet state of Manchukuo. They're very rich.

The Stepponk arrived at the entrance to the concession. It slowed down. It stopped.

The Japanese spy's driver reaches out and hands him an ID card.

Li Yuanqing takes the card and looks at it. It's genuine. It's signed by the French.

At this point, Zhang Yong comes out.

The Japanese spy and the white dot in the back are not marked with any weapons. So there's no security problem.

He ignores the Japanese spy. Instead, he goes straight to the back. He finds that the windows in the back are closed. There are also sunshades hanging down. It's completely covered up inside.

'Routine inspection. Lower the window,' Zhang Yong says expressionlessly.

'Sorry. This is a VIP that Lord Maxim of the Public Security Bureau wants to meet.' The Japanese spy was quite defiant.

'Routine inspection. Lower the window,' Zhang Yong repeated emphatically.

As a result, the Japanese spy did not move.

Zhang Yong then directly drew his gun.

The others immediately surrounded him silently.

Li Yuanqing waved his hand and retreated with all the patrolmen. He left the scene to Zhang Yong to handle.

At the moment, the vehicle has not yet entered the concession. Therefore, it is not considered to be on concession territory. He can either take charge or not. Of course, he chose the latter.

This Zhang Yong definitely found something.

But strangely, what did he find? And how did he find it?

Frankly speaking, he, Li Yuanqing, did not see anything.

The ID was also genuine.

The other party might really be going to visit Maxim's...

'Get out of the car!'

'Who the hell are you?'

'Get out of the car!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Chen Hai and the others immediately rushed up and grabbed the man out.

The man had no gun, so it was useless to struggle. The men easily restrained their target.

Meanwhile, the back door was also opened. It was found to be a middle-aged man inside. A suitcase was placed at his feet.

Nothing special. He looked decent. There were no contraband items either.

Even so, the middle-aged man remained calm.

He frowned. He looked at Zhang Yong unhappily. He said slowly, 'Are you from the police?'

'Misunderstanding,' Zhang Yong shook his head, 'we are not policemen.'

'Then who are you?'

'I should be asking you that. Who are you?'

'My name is Tan Youwei. I'm here to visit Mr Maxim at the Public Council. I'll mention what happened today to him.'

'The suitcase.'

'Are you trying to rob me?'

'Of course not. We're just doing a routine check.'

'The suitcase is full of legal tender. If you dare to embezzle it...'

'Give it to me!'

Zhang Yong said coldly. Noise.

Reached out and took the suitcase. Opened it directly. Sure enough, it was full of legal tender.

It was stacked very neatly. There were 10 yuan denominations. There were also 20 yuan denominations. All together, there might be a hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand?

'I said it's legal tender,' the middle-aged man said coldly, 'now, do you believe me?'

'I believe you,' Zhang Yong nodded, taking out a stack from inside, with a face value of 20 yuan. A total of 2,000 fiat currencies.

There was a very familiar feeling.

Why? Because the last time he arrested Cui Jianwei, he had the same.

It was also 20 yuan in denomination. It was a little different from the other banknotes, and seemed to be of a better quality.

Maybe it wasn't printed by the same machine?

Thinking of Cui Jianwei...

immediately thinking of another person...

'I don't care who you are, how dare you be inside the concession...'

'Unfortunately, you haven't entered the concession yet.'

'What do you mean?'

'Your name isn't Tan Youwei. It should be Guan Renjie, right?'

'Nonsense!'

The middle-aged man retorted reflexively.

Zhang Yong, however, gave a small smile. He tossed the banknotes in his hand.

Haha. Opening a blind box. Won the lottery.

I've captured Guan Renjie. He has 3.5 million francs.

Haha!

Won the lottery...

Won the lottery...