Chapter 806: Special Squad of the Police Station

'I need someone.'

'Someone?'

'Someone who can help you get out of this mess.'

'What do you mean?'

'I don't have the power to get you out. The Japanese will stand in the way. It has to be the Board of Works that steps in and overpowers the Japanese.'

'Just say it!'

'I can pay someone to take over. Let him fight the Japanese in the Board of Works. He can even take charge of the Board of Works.'

'The Board of Works is led by the Board of Directors. To take charge of the Board of Works, you must control the Board of Directors. And the British have the most members on the Board of Directors. The current director is also British. You can't do it.'

'Yes. I can't do it. But money can.'

'It will take a lot of money.'

'Then just throw money at it.'

Zhang Yong calmly responded.

He didn't need to think about it. He knew the money was worth spending.

As long as he could control the Ministry of Public Works, every ten dollars spent now would be a hundred dollars earned later.

Others might not be able to do it. But he, Zhang Yong, could definitely do it.

Because he knew the course of history in the next few decades. He knew the course of the war.

Within the limits of his own intelligence, he could maximise his interests.

Before 8 December 1941, he would use the British and Americans to contain the Japanese. He would reap the benefits.

After that, he would use the Germans to contain the Japanese.

After the war, he immediately got rid of the Germans. He transformed himself and became part of the victors.

How many identities does he have?

He is not sure. But he feels that he can handle it.

He is not good at fighting. However, he has learned to change with the wind, to be sweet-talking and treacherous, and to smile while hiding a knife.

He is now lacking only experience.

By next year, he should have accumulated enough experience.

He will also become cunning.

Moreover, coming from the future, he knows very well what can be achieved with money.

The struggles behind the Board of Works and the Board of Directors are actually struggles over money and interests. One hundred thousand dollars is not enough? Then a million!

The general manager of the Board of Directors behind the Board of Works certainly does not need a million dollars.

Because the Japanese are not willing to spend this much.

But Zhang Yong is willing.

Therefore, money is not a problem. Nor is the method.

What he lacks now is a suitable candidate.

Someone ambitious, someone who wants to get ahead, a pure Brit.

At this stage, it has to be a Brit.

Because before 1942, the industrial strength of the beautiful country had not yet fully exploded.

The French are too arrogant right now and can't be dealt with.

'Bob.'

'Who?'

'Bob. You and I both know him. The former deputy general manager of Kailuan Coal Mine. He has just been transferred to the Ministry of Works as a director. He is not quite satisfied with the status quo.'

'Is that him?'

Zhang Yong remembered.

He and Bob got along well. They had worked together.

Before, at the Kailuan Coal Mine, Bob had even asked him to catch Japanese spies who were causing trouble.

As a result, Zhang Yong had caught a whole bunch of them in one go.

From the situation at the time, it seems that Bob didn't like the Japanese very much. Or rather, he resisted them quite a bit. Deep down, he rejected the Japanese.

That was enough.

An Englishman who sincerely hates the Japanese.

He had just been transferred from his position as deputy general manager of the Kailuan Coal Mine to the position of director of the Ministry of Public Works. I don't know if it was a demotion.

One thing was for sure: it definitely wasn't as lucrative as before.

In the past, the Kailuan Coal Mine was a company. The money in the company was definitely lucrative for individuals.

However, the director of the Ministry of Public Works in the concession did not receive a salary. Zhang Yong was not sure where his salary would come from.

'How long has he been here?'

'More than a month.'

'Is he being sidelined?'

'Yes.'

'That's good. I'll get in touch with him.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Now that he had a goal, he started to work on it!

First, he would meet with Bob and see if he was willing to cooperate. If so, they could work together for mutual benefit.

'Where is he?'

'He's very depressed. He often drinks to forget his troubles. Most of the time, he's at Milan Bar.'

'Okay. I'll go find him.'

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he took his leave.

He found out where Milan Bar was and went there directly.

Before he knew it, it was dinner time again. Milan Bar was still very lively.

There were guests coming in and out of the door. Some were Chinese, some were foreigners. There were also dancers dressed up to the nines.

All walks of life.

A mixed crowd.

Zhang Yong walked straight in.

He was carrying a gun, so of course he wasn't afraid.

He entered the bar.

Lights and music. Indulging in the pleasures of the flesh.

Although it is a bar, it feels more like a cabaret.

Vaguely, I see a beautiful woman singing on the stage. Does she look familiar?

I don't care. I look around.

As it turns out, I haven't found Bob yet. Instead, I found a prisoner with a logo.

Yes, he is a prisoner. He was released by Shigeaki Kageyama. He is hiding in the corner next door. I don't know what kind of deal is going on.

There are a lot of people inside the Milan bar, with white dots all over the place. There are also a few red dots. Zhang Yong didn't pay attention at first. Now he just noticed.

Stay calm.

Let the others wait. Go over to him.

Walk past him sideways. I found the guy with the prisoner sign, and there are a few other people around him.

It looked as if they were slipping wads of francs into Prisoner Target's hands. It seemed as if they were all Prisoner Target's men? Then Prisoner Target put the francs into a small cloth pocket, hid it in his armpit, and walked out.

Zhang Yong immediately followed him out. He gave the others a wink. The others immediately followed.

When the target left the bar, Zhang Yong immediately waved his hand.

The crowd rushed up and held the target down. Then they tied him up. Dragged him away.

'I've got the money!'

'I've got the money!'

The target prisoner cried out subconsciously. There was not much struggle.

Zhang Yong seemed to realise something. So he quietly signalled. The crowd immediately put on their hoods.

'Baka!'

Zhang Yong cursed coldly.

He wanted to say a few more words. But he realised that something was wrong.

The Japanese he had learned was very simple. He could only say a few words.

'I've got the money...'

'I got the money...'

the target prisoner repeated. It seemed like he was trying to curry favour.

Zhang Yong judged that the other person might have mistaken him for someone else. Did he mistake him for Kageasa Teishō?

What did he mean by 'got the money'?

Did Kageasa Teishō ask them for money? Did he charge them a fee for setting them free?

Damn it! This Kageasa. He sure knows how to accumulate wealth!

I'll let you go. Okay. But you have to pay.

He roughly counted the francs in the cloth bag. There were almost 10,000 of them.

At the exchange rate at the time, it could be exchanged for 2,000 to 3,000 US dollars? Zhang Yong was not sure how much it was. He was not familiar with the franc at all.

This Kagezo is ruthless!

One is 10,000 francs!

Thirty of them is 300,000 francs!

Isn't that tens of thousands of US dollars?

He has made a fortune!

Zhang Yong put the francs away and said coldly, 'What was the agreed amount?'

'Three thousand dollars...' The prisoner Target replied cautiously.

Zhang Yong's eyes immediately twinkled.

Three thousand for one.

Thirty for thirty. Ninety thousand?

You really are Kagezo! You're ruthless!

I have to learn from you.

Thoughtfully, he took out a small notebook, then a pen, and asked, "What's your name?'

'Peng Daimo..." the prisoner Target replied.

Zhang Yong pretended to look for it in the notebook. It seemed like he was looking for Peng Daimo's name.

After a while, it seems that he found it. Then he made a tick. As if he had made a record.

'You can go.'

'Yes...'

Peng Daimo hurriedly turned around and left.

He secretly resented in his heart. What are the Japanese doing?

Didn't they say that for 3,000 US dollars each person could be released? Why did they send someone to collect the money after they were released?

Damn it!

I have just received 10,000 francs, and I haven't even had time to enjoy it before it is taken away from me.

There is no credit at all.

Damn it, they even keep a ledger. They're afraid of missing anything. Yes.

And they all wear masks. They think we won't recognise them? They know they've let themselves go, don't they?

Those damned Japanese are truly worse than animals...

No.

I need to find some help.

I must secretly do something to the Japanese later...

Zhang Yong led his men and followed the target quietly.

What?

Bob?

Sorry. I'll go back later.

Now, Zhang Yong discovered a way to make a little money. And he could even spice things up for Shigeaki Kagezawa.

Didn't you want the prisoners you freed to work for you?

Okay, I'll help you with the loose ends. Blackmail them again. Make them 'loyal' to you.

Haha!

He, Zhang Yong, was really good at causing trouble.

After a series of operations, he guaranteed that all 30 targets, no, 28 targets, would greet the ancestors of Shōzō Kagezawa.

The previous judgment may have been wrong.

The prisoners released by Shōzō Kagezawa may not be ordinary criminals.

They may all have financial resources. They are the ones who can afford to pay the 'release fee' of 3,000 US dollars. If they don't have the money, they definitely can't get out.

So, what do these financially capable prisoners do?

For example, this Peng Damao...

should have some kind of business in the concession or outside it.

It would be interesting if these people were jealous of Shozo Teruzaki.

The target is seen entering a building without a number. Then it disappears. Two men in black are standing outside the building. They seem to be on guard.

The map shows that there are a lot of people gathered behind the red brick building. There is also a weapon symbol.

Judging from his experience, he thinks it is probably a secret casino or something.

And the map also confirms this.

Waves his hand.

Arrange the operation.

First, deal with the two lookouts.

Send two people past. Then make a sudden move.

Point a gun at the two men in black and order them to stop. Raise your hands. Then the others pounce.

It's done.

It was effortless.

After all, they are professionals.

In the face of a dark gun, most people will become very honest.

Enter. Sure enough, it's an underground casino.

Take a quick look around. This is no ordinary casino. The gamblers all seem to be of some status?

Great!

Excellent! All of them are rich!

Arrest them all. Then squeeze money out of them using Kagezawa's name.

Haha.

It's the Japanese who will ask you for money. Not me.

If you have any complaints, any grievances, go to Kagezawa! It would be best to get rid of him.

Haha!

Lead the team and charge in like a fierce demon.

'Don't move!'

'Don't move!'

Dozens of men, menacing and heavily armed, took control of the situation.

Although, there were also a few people inside with guns. However, in the face of so many dark muzzles, no one dared to move.

They were all smart people. They knew exactly what the other side would do.

Everyone else was wearing a hood. Only two eyes were visible. With a sudden burst of speed, they ran away. Even the gods couldn't catch them.

What is professionalism?

This is professionalism.

I secretly admire it.

Zhang Yong followed up by shouting, 'Everyone, don't be nervous. We are from the Special Task Force of the Police Department. Our boss is Assistant Commissioner of Police Kagezo Shigeaki.'

Without waiting for a response, Zhang Yong shouted again, 'Peng Damao, tell them to put down their weapons!'

Peng Damao had been a little frightened and nervous. But hearing Kagezo Shigeaki's name, he immediately stopped being nervous.

He had originally been released by Kagezo Shigeaki!

'Don't move!'

'We're on the same side!'

'Don't move!'

'We're on the same side!'

Peng Dama shouted loudly.

He was afraid that someone would shoot without thinking, and that would be the end.

What were the others?

Special police? They seemed very powerful...

Sure enough, no one moved.

Zhang Yong then went up to them and searched everyone for weapons.

Anyone with a weapon logo was sure to be found.

Facing the dark muzzles of the squadron's guns, even if they had guns, they didn't dare to move.

Not only did they dare not resist, they also had to put on a smile. Just in case the other party slapped them.

One...

Three...

Five...

Soon, all weapons were confiscated.

It's safe. You can continue to move.

'Lord Kagezawa said that you are all friends of the Empire of Japan...'

'Now, please hand over all the money you have...'

'The Empire needs your contribution...'

Zhang Yong said slowly.

He noticed that everyone's faces suddenly became unnatural.

Peng Dama in particular. His face became a little strange. And a little angry. He was quietly clenching his fists.

Pretending not to see.

'Don't do anything stupid,' Zhang Yong continued, 'otherwise, you will all be shot...'

There was a slight pause, 'You don't want to become anti-Japanese rebels, do you? Who are the anti-Japanese rebels? We are the ones who say who they are. If we classify you as anti-Japanese rebels, all your property will be confiscated...'

Sure enough, the faces of those people turned even uglier.

These words carried weight.

Haha.

That was so nice, say more.

Zhang Yong continued, 'We know exactly who you are.'

He paused deliberately, then continued, "In the eyes of the Japanese Empire, you are nothing but a dog. Don't be ungrateful...'

Sure enough, the faces of those people turned even uglier. I guess some of them were angry.

Okay. That's enough. Excessive anger is just as bad as not enough.

They should start greeting the entire family of Kagezo Teisho.

Sure enough, Peng Dama gritted his teeth and couldn't help but say, "We clearly agreed...'

Zhang Yong looked at him askance and responded coldly, 'I didn't ask you for it. You already paid the three thousand dollars. But they didn't. Thank you for bringing us to them. You can go now.'

'No, you...' Peng Dama wanted to say something, but stopped.

He was also a man of the underworld. He immediately realised that there was a trap in those words.

This was a frame-up!

It was basically saying that he had betrayed everyone there.

Sure enough, the other people's gazes immediately focused on Peng Dama. Many of them were full of hatred.

No matter who it is, the person they hate most is the one who betrays them.

They hate them even more than they hate their enemies.

'Just go!' Zhang Yong waved his hand at Peng Damao, "Your mission is complete.'

'I..." Peng Damao wanted to explain. But he found that there was simply no way for him to explain.

No one would believe him.

It would only make things worse.

Everything in front of him was a trap set by someone else.

Whose trap?

Of course it was Shozo Kageyama.

He had woken up. It was all a trap.

First, they extorted a sum of money from Peng Damao, and then they extorted money from the people around him.

The Japanese are indeed insatiable. The traps are linked together.

They arrested one person and extorted 3,000 yuan. Now that they have arrested so many people, I wonder how much they will extort?

Son of a bitch!

Peng Damao also began to wish the whole family of Kagezo Sadamasa ill.