Chapter 804: Squeezing the Toothpaste

"Please.'

'Please.'

Zhang Yong was very low-key.

Although, he was already convinced that the Führer's privileges were real.

The Führer's majesty made all Germans obey.

In a sense, the Germans at this moment seemed to be very fanatical as well. They worshiped the Führer.

As long as the Führer gave an order, it would be carried out unconditionally.

Some of the Germans working in the consulate may not have even seen the Führer's face. But that definitely did not affect their obsession in some form or another.

It could no longer be described as loyalty. It was obsession.

Perhaps they had been oppressed for too long. They were not satisfied with the status quo.

Once someone led them to rise up, they would not hesitate to pledge their loyalty. Until they died in battle.

They almost undisguisedly hated France, Britain, and Russia.

However, in the Far East, the Germans are indeed very weak.

At this time, what they need is help. And Zhang Yong is the person designated by the Führer.

Who says the Gestapo can't be flexible?

In the eyes of Klinsmann, Zhang Yong is here to help with the work.

However, in his mouth, Zhang Yong is designated by the Führer. He is the Führer's special attendant.

For a time, Zhang Yong's status has been invisibly elevated.

Zhang Yong himself was aware of this.

It seemed to be an honour to be associated with the Führer in any way.

So much so that his name would probably be mentioned at the Nuremberg trials in the future...

'This is a blank visa.'

'Thank you.'

Zhang Yong took it.

There were 100 in total.

It didn't seem to be very technically demanding.

Did it feel like it could be forged? A professional could certainly do it.

Of course, that wasn't important.

Ordinary people couldn't forge a visa. They didn't have the skills.

There must be some kind of security measure on the visa. Outsiders wouldn't know. But the Germans themselves would definitely know.

If it's not an ordinary person, it's easy to get a visa. There's no need to forge it at all.

In fact, professional spies don't even need a visa.

They can just sneak in.

So these visas are just for ordinary people.

For women like Gu Xiaoru, for example.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Stamp!

Stamp!

Stamp!

All pre-stamped!

According to normal procedure, you must apply for a visa before getting the stamps.

But with Zhang Yong, it's all done at once. Then Zhang Yong fills in the names himself. And there's other information too.

Pat!

Pat!

Continue stamping!

All kinds of security marks.

The technology may not be very high. But there are so many of them!

There are more than ten kinds in total. They were all stamped on afterwards. If it's forged, it's a lot of trouble.

'Just the visas?'

'Start with the visas. The Führer is looking forward to your performance.'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

These 100 visa documents were the incentive.

Once he had taken the bait, the Germans began to make demands. And they were made in the name of the Führer.

The Gestapo lived up to its name.

They knew that only benefits could convince others.

In fact, Zhang Yong surmised that the Führer might have just said that afterwards.

After all, the Führer didn't know anything about the Far East and couldn't interfere. Since it was something that could be resolved verbally, it was naturally the best.

'I heard that the assassin is dead.'

'Yes. He was killed by his companion.'

'I want this companion.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong nodded. He agreed readily.

Previously, he had promised to let Yosuke Yamaguchi go. Let him run away.

However, this guy didn't obediently run away. Instead, he played a game of killing people. Of course, he couldn't tolerate this.

If he catches Yosuke Yamaguchi again, he will give him to the Germans.

Should that get him 200 visas?

In any case, now he is in the good books of the Führer, which will provide him with a lot of cover.

Most importantly, he can use the Germans to effectively contain the Japanese. At this moment in time, the Germans and the Japanese have not yet formed an alliance. It is necessary to make them hate each other. The Emperor is far away in the Far East. The Führer is unable to personally intervene. This is an independent kingdom.

In fact, after China and Japan went to war, and Germany and Japan formed an alliance, some German officers still refused to obey the Führer's orders and return to Germany. They stayed in China and continued to help the Chinese resist the Japanese invasion. Although they are rarely mentioned in history books, they did exist.

Perhaps he could make use of them?

No.

Unite them...

'Zhang, you are the best.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong forced a smile.

He knew he was being used. But it really did smell good.

He now had a hundred blank visas in his hands! Just fill in the name and it's ready to use. It will become a valid identity protection.

Visas in this era are a bit different from those in later generations. At this moment in time, passports were not yet commonly used. Visas could be valid on their own. As long as you have the visa in your hands, you can use it. Of course, there will be a photo on the visa. As the most basic check.

In other words, as long as you have the visa in your hands, you can go anywhere. You don't need a passport or anything. The Germans only recognise visas.

Klinsmann was also very pleased.

He had already been in China for two months and had a basic understanding of the situation here.

He quickly came to the conclusion that it was impossible for foreigners to get things done in this magical land. You can't do it. No one will listen to you.

You have to use the power of the Chinese themselves. Simply put, it's about proxies.

So, he chose Zhang Yong.

He believed in his own judgement. And even more so in the unique prerogatives of the Führer.

No other country could possibly issue so many blank visas. Only the Führer could. Because the Germans were so weak in the Far East.

In Qingdao, the Germans had once had a base. But after the Treaty of Paris, it had been given to the Japanese.

So, in Kringsman's eyes, the Japanese were no better.

Coincidentally, Zhang Yong was best at fighting the Japanese. Exactly what Kringsman wanted.

'Kill Kagezawa.'

'Good.'

Zhang Yong readily agreed.

He had wanted to kill Kagezawa anyway.

Since Klinsmann also wanted to get rid of him, that was even better. Two birds with one stone.

He took his leave.

He left the German Consulate.

First, he returned to Logistics Base 026 and put the blank visas away.

There was very little space with him, so it was impossible to put the visas there. But it seemed right to have a few copies.

In case there is a need, they can be used at any time.

So, he stuffed five blank visas into the space. The rest were hidden under the bed. He accidentally saw the tungsten blocks. And the gold inside.

Er...

How should these things be disposed of?

The tungsten blocks need to be separated from the gold. He only needs the gold. Not the tungsten blocks.

However, with his current abilities, he cannot find a processing plant to do this. He also does not know where the Wang family got it. He will find out sometime.

After thinking for a while, he took ten blank visas and went out to find Shi Bingdao.

Shi Bingdao was just there.

'Boss Shi, congratulations.'

'Congratulations on what?'

'Congratulations on the great progress of the social application. How many copies can you sell in a day now?'

'We publish every five days. The last issue sold about 3,000 copies.'

'Only 3,000 copies?'

'So, you may be getting ahead of yourself.'

'Because you didn't spend any money?'

'It's mainly because there's not enough newsworthy information.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong began to ponder.

Not enough newsworthy information?

Haha, then I'll make some up myself.

Politics...

Economy...

Military...

He roughly went through the list to see what was suitable for publication.

Politically, Chiang Kai-shek doesn't like to see content attacking him. If you publish too much political news, you'll be easy targets.

Shi Bingdao is a true red party member! It's not appropriate to attract fire like this.

Military: linked to politics.

Economy: Unfortunately, the Nationalist government has no economy to speak of.

For a while, after thinking about it, there was actually nothing suitable. There were too many restrictions.

How about...

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him.

'Let's publish some riddles?'

'What riddles?'

'Some strange data. Or drawings.'

'What do you mean?'

'Don't ask so many questions. Just publish it. If anyone asks, say I provided it.'

'This...'

'Also, print 10,000 extra copies.'

'What?'

Shi Bingdao was stunned.

Print 10,000 extra copies?

That's a lot.

Aren't you afraid of losing money?

If you can't sell them, you'll lose a lot of money.

'Yes. Print 10,000 extra copies,' Zhang Yong repeated emphatically, 'or even more.'

'But...' Shi Bingdao really couldn't think of what Zhang Yong's trump card was.

Selling 10,000 copies!

It was too difficult.

He saw Zhang Yong take out a drawing.

It looked like the drawing of an airplane wing. This was as far as his knowledge could take him.

'Take it to be photographed. Then publish it in the newspaper,' Zhang Yong explained, 'and set up a 50-franc reward. Invite everyone to guess. There will be a prize for the right answer.'

'What is this?' Shi Bingdao began to sense that this drawing was no ordinary one.

'The latest German fighter plane bf109 drawing. A part of it,' Zhang Yong confessed, 'Now, all the spy agencies are secretly trying to find out.'

'Then...' Shi Bingdao's face gradually tightened, 'Are you trying to attract them here?'

'No. Attract them to buy the newspaper,' Zhang Yong was full of ambition, 'Once they find out, they will immediately buy up all the newspapers.'

'This...' Shi Bingdao suddenly understood. So that was what was going on.

If a spy discovered the drawings on the paper, they would be of great value. The first reaction would definitely be to buy up all the newspapers.

It would be best to buy up every single copy. Not giving the opponent a chance to discover the clues.

By then, not to mention 10,000 copies, even 20,000 copies would be sold out.

How much is 10,000 copies of a newspaper?

If calculated in legal tender, it is only five cents per copy. 10,000 copies is 500 legal tenders.

Five hundred francs is nothing to a spy.

Even 20,000 copies is only 1,000 francs.

But then, they will definitely want to know where the blueprints came from. They might even resort to kidnapping and torture. That's dangerous.

What if the newspaper becomes a target for spies...

'You can tell the core members directly,' Zhang Yong said indifferently, "I gave them the blueprints.'

'You want to expose yourself?" Shi Bingdao frowned.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong nodded.

Hiding behind the scenes all day is no solution.

If you want to fish, if you want to make money, you must stand out.

You must let others know that you have information. Only then will the deal be worth anything.

If Madam or Director Lin asks, what do I say?

Just say it's your own fishing plan.

Cast a long line to catch a big fish.

The aim is to attract more spies and obtain more information.

This explanation is perfect.

The other party must accept it.

Otherwise, they won't be given the plans in the future.

As for the Germans...

Sorry, a hundred blank visas are not enough. I want more!

Of course, that is not the point.

The point is that it can help ferment all kinds of information.

For example, the Big Thunderstorm Project.

Only by publishing the data in the newspapers can everyone be mobilised.

More and more spies being mobilised can attract the attention of the top echelons of various countries, and more funding...

Well...

That is the idea.

But whether it can be achieved in the end is unclear.

It is currently in the trial stage. Anyway, it costs nothing. The cost of 10,000 newspapers is something he can afford.

'And this,' Zhang Yong gave Shi Bingdao ten blank visas.

'This is...' Shi Bingdao took it and immediately realised its great value.

Leaving aside the other things, just entering the concession zone, this visa would allow you to go unhindered. The Japanese would not block you.

Why?

Because this is a visa issued by the Germans.

If you block it, that is not giving the Germans face. Then the Germans can also block the visas issued by you the Japanese next time.

The result of mutual harm is conflict.

'You got it?'

'Yes.'

'All for me?'

'Yes. Here you go.'

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he turned and walked away.

He struck a dashing pose.

He then led the team out, ready to continue raiding the Japanese spies.

While others were going to the opera today, he was going to raid the Japanese spies. He would catch one and count it as one...

After passing through Si Ma Road, he spotted two yellow dots. One of them had a sign.

Check it out, it's Li Jingqian.

She's still in Shanghai? That's dangerous! Xu Enzeng is there too.

Xu Enzeng is really a poisonous snake. Very cunning. And very patient. Once he sets his sights on someone...

The consequences are unimaginable.

When Li Jingqian enters view, raise the binoculars and observe carefully.

Next to Li Jingqian, there is another red dot. It's also a young girl. About the same age as Li Jingqian. Wearing a pale-yellow cheongsam.

Beautiful and dignified, gentle and elegant. A few more elegant than Li Jingqian.

Driving himself. Stopping Li Jingqian.

Getting out of the car.

Li Jingqian's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Why is it Zhang Yong? What does he want? This scoundrel...

'You, come here!'

'What for?'

'Come with me to take a photo.'

'What's the point of taking a photo?'

'It's not like you're getting married and having kids. What are you nervous about?'

'You...'

Li Jingqian bit her lip.

She had no idea what Zhang Yong wanted. She had no choice but to say goodbye to her friends.

The gentle girl left obediently. But the map showed that she was always at the back of the group.

Zhang Yong pretended not to know and took Li Jingqian to the photo studio.

You need a photo for your visa.

A quick one.

But you have to wait an hour.

After all, it's not a digital photo.

Li Jingqian frowned. She looked at Zhang Yong. She wanted to say something, but held back.

She hoped that Zhang Yong would take the initiative to explain. However, Zhang Yong remained silent. He never spoke.

She had no choice but to remain silent as well.

Finally, the photo was ready. Zhang Yong took out a blank visa and carefully affixed it.

'This is for you.'

'What?'

'Look for yourself!'

Zhang Yong pretended to be nonchalant.

This is paving the way for you, brother! It's preparing an escape route for you!

Even if Shanghai falls next year. With this visa, you can survive in the concession for a long time.

And you can continue your anti-Japanese activities in the concession.

Li Jingqian took it and realised it was a visa from the German Consulate. She couldn't help but look at Zhang Yong with doubt.

'This...'

'With this visa, you can freely enter and leave the concession. If necessary, you can also go to the German Consulate to hide.'

'What are you doing for me?'

'The future is very complicated. War could break out at any time. Prepare early.'

After Zhang Yong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

He couldn't go into detail about the war. Especially not with her.

He could talk to Li Jingzhi. Because Li Jingzhi would only keep it to herself and not tell anyone.

She didn't have anyone to tell either.

But Li Jingqian was different. She had superiors and colleagues, and it would be easy for her to let slip.

Li Jingqian: ...

I don't know what to say with a visa in my hand.

This guy Zhang Yong seems to like her. He wants to monopolise her. Of course she resents that.

But then again, he does care about her. And now he's even got her a visa for Germany. It gives her an extra sense of security. She has to be grateful.

Conflicted...

Confused...

Then she thinks of something more important.

Zhang Yong has mentioned several times that Shanghai could fall. But how exactly would that happen?

Was this guy just talking nonsense, or did he really know something? Had he extracted information from a Japanese spy?

Sigh...

She found herself getting more and more confused about Zhang Yong.

And secretly curious. This guy was in a hurry, what was he going to do?

"Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong sneezed repeatedly.

He didn't think much of it. It was just his hay fever acting up again.

What's he going to do now?

He's going to Tilanqiao Prison.

He's going to find out what's going on with Zhu Yuan.

Zhang Yong now has a German escort, so he doesn't have to worry about Yingsu Zhenxiao causing any trouble.

While Klinsmann needs him, he'll do whatever it takes to make the Japanese feel sick. Then he'll let Klinsmann clean up the mess.

If Klinsmann gets impatient, he'll give him two blueprints. That'll shut him up.

Mm-hm. That's how you play with multiple partners.

Squeeze the toothpaste.

If you give more benefits, the toothpaste will be squeezed more.

If there are no benefits, just screw the toothpaste cap back on.

Haha.

Arrived at the Ditanqiao Prison.

Unexpectedly discovered that Kagezo Akira was also there!

Eh?

This guy...

Do it now? Kill Kagezo Akira?

Zhang Yong was itching to do it...