Early in the morning, Zhang Yong hurriedly came to Citibank.
After getting the voucher, he didn't fall asleep at all. He was afraid that the voucher would fly away. Or disappear.
Check every now and then.
Check every now and then.
There was no choice, it was half a million US dollars!
I haven't seen that much money in my two lives!
Poor...
Alas...
I've never seen a big snake poop...
As soon as it was light, he hurried to the concession. He rushed to the Citibank.
However, Citibank had not yet opened for business!
Everyone else really worked from 9am to 5pm. They even had a lunch break.
So he had to wait.
He didn't know where Gu Xiaoru lived.
For safety reasons, he told Gu Xiaoru to move from place to place.
He had money, so he rented a lot of houses in the concession. He changed places every few days. No place was repeated in a month.
These were all safe houses for the future. They could be used to fight the Japanese invaders.
Suddenly, a red dot appeared at the edge of the map. It was marked. Check. It turned out to be Mori Usamaru.
Huh? This guy is also in the concession? What is he doing here? What did he talk about in private with Kuroshima Ryuzo last night? What kind of deal did they strike?
He waved his hand. He told his men to hide.
Monitor silently.
It was discovered that Mori Usagi Maru actually came to the Citibank.
Unwittingly, Zhang Yong had an absurd thought. Could it be that this guy also came to Citibank to withdraw money?
Kuroshima Ryuzo is really rich!
He snatched the brocade box, and half a million dollars was also snatched. And?
Oh, behind this guy is the entire Japanese empire. There may also be the Emperor's tacit support. How could he not have money?
Not to mention the puppet state of Manchukuo, which can act as an ATM...
He mused.
Did Mori Usamaru come to withdraw money? Or to deposit money?
If he came to withdraw money, he would have to wait for him to come out and then ambush him. Surround him. If he came to deposit money, he would have to act now...
It was impossible to tell.
But it was presumed that the amount would be relatively large.
Otherwise, Mori Usamaru would not have come so early. He was in a hurry to use the money. Couldn't sleep.
Continue to observe.
Finally, I saw Mori Usamaru in person.
This guy's disguise is pretty good! Dressed up as a well-dressed businessman.
But the face has completely changed. It doesn't look anything like Yosuke Yamaguchi.
I guess Kong Fansong standing in front of him might not be able to recognise him either.
Oh, Kong Fansong doesn't even know this guy.
Carrying an aluminium suitcase. It seems very high-end. But it's impossible to tell if there's money inside.
Damn it...
My powers of observation are terrible.
Sure enough, professional skills are shit.
In the end...
decided to let it go.
Let the other party off the hook.
If you can't be sure, don't take any risks.
At the same time, I comforted myself with a sense of superiority, thinking that I was giving the other party room to grow.
In the showdown between Hirohito and Yōshin, Yōshin is definitely at a disadvantage. Most people still instinctively support Hirohito.
If you want to give Yongren enough ability to fight back, and make the Japanese invaders pull against each other and consume each other, you have to suppress Hirohito and let Yongren go. It seems that this is what has been done throughout the thousands of years of ancient Chinese history. If you follow the book, you shouldn't go wrong.
Well, you shouldn't go wrong...
If you're wrong, it doesn't matter. You're not good at this anyway.
So I patiently observed.
Mori Usamaru arrived near the Citibank, but did not appear immediately. Instead, he hid inside a house and waited.
Presumably, he was also observing the situation around him. Seeing if there were any ambushes.
Of course, he had to be extremely careful.
Hirohito would not be kind to him. Once he got the chance, he would definitely kill him.
Suddenly, another red dot entered the edge of the map.
Check. Found no symbol. Don't know who it is.
With a weapon symbol. Means they have something in their hands. Could be a dangerous enemy.
So secretly observe.
As a result, Zhang Yong soon discovered that the trajectory of this guy's movements seemed a bit familiar.
There was no one in sight. There were no signs either. However, the trajectory of the red dot's movements made Zhang Yong involuntarily think of some Japanese spies he had encountered before. But who was it? For a moment, he couldn't think of it. His subconscious felt that this guy was quite dangerous.
Take a deep breath.
Stay calm.
Filter through all the formidable Japanese spy killers he had encountered in the past.
The old beggar...
Spider Face...
Wait!
It's Spider Face! It's him!
Zhang Yong suddenly reacted. It really was an acquaintance.
Before, the Spider Face he encountered was a very scary killer.
If he hadn't found it with the map, he, Zhang Yong, would have died a hundred thousand times already.
After that, for a period of time, those formidable Japanese spies never appeared again. It seemed they had disappeared. Unexpectedly, they have now reappeared.
Looking back, it seems normal.
It has been exactly three months since the February 26th Incident.
Three months is enough time for the Japanese invaders to sort out the general situation. The aftermath of the incident is gradually dissipating.
Since the domestic situation has gradually stabilised, these Japanese spy killers have begun to infiltrate China again. Get ready to work.
Stay vigilant.
Be on your guard.
Looking for a blue dot. It's Lao Pao.
Lao Pao is the sniper. There's a sniper rifle. It's the most effective way to deal with Spiderface.
Strike first. Strike second, suffer harm.
It's best to kill the enemy from a distance. Keep the enemy at bay.
Then, Zhang Yong gradually discovered that Spider Face didn't seem to be targeting him. It seemed that he was trying to intercept Mori Rabbit Ball?
Many strange thoughts popped into his head.
Spider Face might be someone from the Yuhin side who wanted to get rid of Mori Rabbit Ball.
Mori Rabbit Ball's own level was very high. An average Japanese spy was no match for him. Therefore, a master like Spider Face had to be dispatched.
Good, good, good. Very good.
Hurry up. Start fighting.
It would be best if they both died. Both of them.
It seems that he senses danger. Mori Usamaru starts to move. He hides even more closely.
Zhang Yong frowned inwardly.
Could it be that the legendary masters really have a sixth sense?
Spider Face is still more than 300 metres away from Mori Usamaru, but Mori Usamaru can sense danger coming?
Is this really that strange...
Zhang Yong secretly marked Spider Face. He continued to observe.
He noticed that Spider Face kept changing position irregularly. Gradually approaching Mori Usamaru.
Mori Rabbit Pill is also quietly changing position. However, his range of movement is greatly restricted. It's Citibank.
No matter how Mori Rabbit Pill moves, he is always around Citibank.
'Why doesn't he retreat?'
Zhang Yong wonders in secret. This is not like the actions of a master.
Logically, once he realises that something is wrong, he should immediately retreat! Only retreating is the safest.
However, Mori Rabbit Pill never leaves.
What does this indicate?
It indicates that Citibank is very important.
He must enter the Citibank within the specified time.
This is going to be interesting.
That Spiderface...
Suddenly, another red dot enters the edge of the map. It also has a weapon symbol.
Check it out quickly. It turns out to be unmarked as well.
He is secretly puzzled.
Who is this person? Which side is he on?
Look closely. It turns out that the later red dot seems to be heading for Spiderface.
After the second red dot appeared, Spider Face was unable to continue getting closer to Mori Rabbit Pill. He gradually retreated. Eventually, he retreated outside the map.
The second red dot that arrived later also retreated. It also eventually left the map.
At this moment, Mori Rabbit Pill is still near the Citibank. He has not moved far away.
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
Mori Rabbit Pill has helpers. They are still experts. They can make Spider Face feel apprehensive as well.
It seems that Yongren has quite a few capable people working for him!
I wonder who exactly is Yongren's supporter within the Japanese military?
According to declassified historical records, it was Yamashita. But there was definitely more than just Yamashita. There must have been someone else.
In fact, Yamashita seemed to have disguised himself very well. He didn't reveal himself.
Otherwise, he would never have been able to become a military commander. He would never have been promoted to general. He would have been sent to the reserves long ago.
A headache...
This kind of power struggle is really not his forte.
Fortunately, he is just a small person. The power struggle at the top has nothing to do with him directly.
He just finds one and arrests one, blackmails one, and then it's done...
Finally, Citibank opened.
But it's not officially open yet. It's the bank clerk who went in.
Zhang Yong didn't see Gu Xiaoru.
Is she not working today?
Nothing should happen to her, right? She is in control of 150,000 US dollars...
Continue to wait patiently.
Then, unexpectedly, a red dot with a mark appears. It's Wang Jichang.
It's this guy again. What's he doing here?
No weapon mark. No gold mark. Driving a car. There's no one else in the car either.
Strange, what's this guy doing at Citibank?
Good. There's a target again.
Sure enough, Wang Jichang arrives at the entrance to Citibank. Stops the car. Enters. Carrying a rattan box.
Perfect, time's up. Citibank is now open for business.
Wang Jichang walks in.
It is at this moment that Gu Xiaoru appears at the edge of the map.
She is wearing a little black suit and is walking with a brisk pace. What a lovely little woman! She gives off a very warm feeling.
She tilts her head. She looks at her watch.
It is already past nine.
Is she late? Will she be fined?
She is daydreaming...
Mori Usamaru finally appears. He enters the entrance of Citibank.
Gu Xiaoru walks in front. Moritobamaru walks behind. The two enter the Citibank doors one after the other.
Zhang Yong doesn't follow.
His own makeup skills are not good enough, and he will be recognised by Moritobamaru.
It's better to wait until Moritobamaru is finished.
Monitor silently.
Wang Jichang heads towards the vault.
Zhang Yong's mind flashes. Could it be that this guy is here to withdraw gold? Great, great, I'm looking forward to it.
Is that a big rattan box, filled with gold bars?
That's great...
But Mori Usamaru was just doing some business at the front desk. He's not a VIP? Just some regular customer?
That's strange. Why is he in such a hurry?
After about 15 minutes, Mori Usamaru came out. Then he quickly left.
He hailed a rickshaw and disappeared down the street to the west.
Zhang Yong waited until he was out of sight before quietly emerging from his hiding place. He entered the main gate.
Forget about Mori Rabbit Pill for now. First, let's go in and settle the half a million dollars.
That's half a million dollars!
Entering the lobby.
Gu Xiaoru's sharp eyes immediately spotted him.
She took a few brisk steps, and with a smile, welcomed him, 'Mr. Zhang, what business do you wish to conduct?'
'This.' Zhang Yong took out the voucher.
'Huh?' Gu Xiaoru let out a gasp, her eyes sparkling, 'You actually have this?'
'Yes,' Zhang Yong said without elaborating. He was being vague.
'This is half a million US dollars!' Gu Xiaoru excitedly flipped the voucher back and forth, admiring it, 'I've never seen one before.'
'This is the first time I've seen one too,' Zhang Yong said honestly, 'Is it real?'
'It's definitely real. Not many people have seen one of these. If someone tried to forge it, they wouldn't know how.'
'Good. I need to withdraw all the US dollars inside.'
'Wait a moment. I'll get the manager. Only our manager can handle such a large sum of money.'
'Okay,'
Zhang Yong nodded.
Gu Xiaoru turned around to get the manager.
Soon after, he returned with a white-suited man.
'Hello. I'm James.'
'Hello, Mr. James.'
'Mr. Zhang, do you fully understand the information on this voucher?'
'I understand some of it.'
'This is a restricted voucher. You can transfer money. However, it can only be transferred between accounts within the United States.'
'I understand,'
'Please provide the corresponding account. It must be within the United States,'
'This one,'
Zhang Yong took out Song Ziyu's account information.
Tang Shengming had given it to him last time. He casually stuffed it in his pocket. He didn't expect to use it now.
James took over the account information. He asked Gu Xiaoru to verify it.
Soon after, Gu Xiaoru quickly returned and reported that there was no problem.
She winked quietly at Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong pretended not to see. She was hinting at Song Ziyu.
'Zhang, we'll make a record now, and we can only send a telegram back to China at night to transfer the funds. So, you may not be able to access the account for 24 hours.'
'I know.'
'Also, the cost of the long-distance telegram is 100 US dollars. Do you want to pay separately or deduct it from the account?'
'Deduct it from the account!'
Zhang Yong didn't want to pay another 100 US dollars.
Since there was money in the account, of course it would be deducted from the account. He had always only paid in, never out.
'In that case, let's get the paperwork done.'
'Okay,'
Zhang Yong nodded.
Then he followed James to go through the formalities.
Gu Xiaoru was also by his side the whole time, bustling about. The formalities were quite complicated.
It took a full half hour before everything was completed. If all went well, the funds would be transferred to Song Ziyu's account 24 hours later.
'Goodbye,'
'Goodbye.'
Zhang Yong said goodbye to James.
James asked Gu Xiaoru to follow up. He left.
Gu Xiaoru looked around, winked, and whispered, 'I've met Sister Song. She's also a big client of our Citibank.'
'It's good that you've met,' Zhang Yong said without any hesitation, 'and you two should get along in the future.'
'I wouldn't dare provoke her.'
'You both have your own careers. You don't interfere with each other. You won't even have a chance to argue.'
'So what's my career?'
'Now you're a team leader, then a supervisor, then a manager!'
'And after that?'
'Director. Chairman of the board. Open your own bank.'
'I don't believe you.'
'It's not that difficult...'
Zhang Yong didn't go into detail.
It seemed, it seemed, it seemed, that it really wasn't that difficult to set up a bank.
As long as you had a certain amount of capital, as a time traveller, he definitely knew what investments would be profitable. And what investments would fail. There was no way he would lose money.
There are actually a lot of private banks in the beautiful country. Oh, that's not right. Apart from the Federal Reserve, it seems that all banks are private. He could set one up himself.
He doesn't seem to have any talent for making money. But it's still possible to make money out of money.
Investing in those big companies is a sure thing.
Wait...
I suddenly thought of Tang Shengming.
It would be more convenient if he were to take the lead.
It's just right, selling comics while investing in the bank. In the next ten years, the arms industry will need a lot of capital.
In addition, there are national debts and other things that are also a sure profit.
The key is to seize the initiative.
One step ahead, every step ahead.
However, one must also ensure that one does not go wrong.
Otherwise, if one were to shipwreck in the gutter and make a wrong decision, that would be tragic.
He, Zhang Yong, just so happens to have this advantage.
He can ensure that he will not go wrong.
The Spanish Civil War alone, which is about to begin, can make a lot of profits.
Arms are too far away. He has no way to get involved. However, there is an opportunity for bank loans. And it was very lucrative.
How come?
The initial investment in Franco had basically paid for itself.
And after Franco had won, he had kept his word. He had paid out the promised rewards. Many small banks that had taken the risk had made a fortune.
But to find out how to do it, you needed someone who knew the ropes.
Tang Shengming was just the man.
He knew a lot of very capable people. Including the biggest one on the red side...
'What are you thinking about?'
'Nothing. By the way, what's Wang Jichang doing?'
'Who?'
'A customer who came in earlier. He's still in the vault. He hasn't come out yet.'
'Him? His name isn't Wang Jichang. It's Situ Shan.'
'Situ Shan?'
Zhang Yong frowned inwardly. Is that a fake name?
Okay. No surprise. Who doesn't have a few identities? He, Zhang Yong, is also known as Liu Heizi.
There's a whole bunch of names he made up.
'What is Situ Shan here for?'
'I don't know.'
'Can you find out?'
'Wait for me.'
Gu Xiaoru went quietly.
Zhang Yong found a place to sit down. He waited with peace of mind.
Citibank didn't actually have many customers. The few pretty young tellers had nothing to do.
He suddenly remembered the silver notes he had previously snatched from Ryuzo Kuroshima. So he took them out. He counted them carefully. Previously, he had been thinking about the half million US dollars and had forgotten about the silver notes. Now he remembered. As a result, I was shocked when I counted them. There were actually 50,000 of these banknotes!
Although the number of banknotes was not large, the denominations were relatively large. Many were 1,000 silver dollars or 500 silver dollars. All together, there were a total of 50,000 silver dollars! And they were all from Citibank or HSBC. They could be said to be very strong.
Kuroshima Ryujo is truly a big fat sheep! So much money!
This leek is really something.
Damn, I still have to find a way to keep cutting...
Gu Xiaoru returned.
She whispered, 'Situ Shan is here to handle the bulk safe business.'
'Safe business? Bulk?' Zhang Yong didn't understand.
'That's right. He rented 55 safes.'
'55?'
'Yes. 55.'
'What for?'
'I can't ask that. It's confidential.'
'Okay.'
Zhang Yong took out a bank draft and gave it to her.
It was from Citibank. It was worth 1,000 silver dollars.
Gu Xiaoru took it with a smile. Then she hid it.
Zhang Yong took his leave.
He walked out the door of Citibank.
Wang Jichang...
Fifty-five safes...
Weird...
What is he going to do?