Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 956: , sparks and lightning all the way

Chapter 956, sparks and lightning all the way

Come to Baibu Street.

A very ordinary street. Legend has it that it only takes a hundred steps to complete the journey.

Underground banks are foreign banks.

Yixinglong itself also bears the name of a foreign company.

As you can see from the telescope, the width of the shop is about fifteen meters.

It's quite spacious and things are neatly arranged.

The goods sold are mainly imported. Cigarettes, lighters, cameras, etc.

There are also bicycles, sewing machines, and radios. It is considered a relatively high-end imported product. expensive. Without one or two hundred dollars, it would be impossible to close the deal.

What a good thing!

Zhang Yong was secretly envious.

“Confiscated.”

"you…"

They are all smart people.

yes! Then what? What can you do?

“Give me the account book. Let me see what’s in your store. How much is it worth?”

You are selling imported goods! It’s expensive! You must choose the most prosperous area!

In a moment, everything will be mine!

It can be seen that the problem is huge.

Have weapons symbols.

Arrange the arrest immediately.

A group of people rushed forward.

Exposure is exposure. No need to deny it.

But it’s not on Qi Dongqing’s body. That's good.

Qi Dongqing choked immediately.

“Hmm. Then what?”

"you…"

Zhang Yong is the scourge.

"superior!"

Since he appeared in front of him, it meant that he had been exposed.

Why? The place is wrong. Too biased.

Jiejie…

Only the boss, Qi Dongqing, is busy, wiping the dust off the merchandise with a feather duster.

Zhang Yong came to rob. What can he do? Scold him to death? Spit on him?

Then I saw Zhang Yong coming in. There was silence immediately.

If it had been before, Zhang Yong would not have felt anything unusual. But now, something doesn't feel right.

The main theme is to defeat the few with more. A sure bet.

Of course I understand what’s going on.

“Commissioner. The ledger is here.”

"good."

Zhang Yong came to Qi Dongqing and said gently: "Account book?"

“What?” Qi Dongqing didn’t react for a moment.

no guest.

Qi Dongqing struggled subconsciously.

Who among the rich would come to a place like Baibu Street?

It’s useless to argue.

Before Qi Dongqing could react, he was already pushed down. Then tie them up tightly.

“This is robbery.”

“I came in through formal channels…”

Silence.

There is a bicycle placed at the door. It may have been there for a year or two and it still has not been sold. Wipe it repeatedly every day, move it in and out, and never tire of it.

The goods in this foreign company are very valuable.

Zhang Yong went into the counter.

Lu Keming handed him the account book he found.

This is an account on the bright side. There should also be a secret ledger. But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, you will find it sooner or later.

Look at the clear accounts first.

hey-hey. There are indeed a lot of them.

The inventory in the foreign bank is as high as 50,000 yuan.

Can’t see it!

These imported goods are so valuable.

Okay, from now on, everything here has the surname Zhang.

Close the ledger.

“Do you know why I came to you?”

"have no idea."

“Someone sold you.”

　　　…”

“He thought that you were Chinese and a traitor. Therefore, there was no psychological burden in betraying you. However, he did not expect that you were actually Japanese..."

As he spoke, Zhang Yong looked strange.

Huh?

Why do these words sound so familiar?

Oh, I’ve said it before. Now it’s the second time. Tired of it.

"I'm not Japanese."

"What is my name?"

“Zhang…Yong.”

“Answer loudly.”

“Your name is Zhang Yong!”

Qi Dongqing raised his tone angrily,

I cursed ten thousand times in my heart.

Your name is Zhang Yong! Your name is Zhang Yong! Your name is Zhang Yong! Who the **** doesn’t know your name is Zhang Yong?

Is it amazing that you call Zhang Yong?

"now it's right."

"What?"

“Do you think I’ll be so idle that I come to you?”

“I’m from Xinjing. I’m not Japanese.”

Qi Dongqing is still stubborn.

He absolutely cannot admit it. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

It’s not about Zhang Yong’s problem. It's a problem on Xinjing's side. It is an issue related to the entire Manchukuo.

The military has placed many undercover agents in Xinjing. They all hide their Japanese identity. The person pretending to be Chinese.

If people over there knew that they were actually Japanese impersonators, they would definitely have some not-so-good ideas. If people's hearts are lost, it will be difficult to lead the team.

Zhang Yong took out the electric baton.

OK. You don’t admit it, do you? Then...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Suddenly, there were sparks and lightning all the way.

People around him hurriedly stayed away. Afraid of being affected.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

Who knows what secret weapon Zhang Yong has in his hand? It looks very scary.

In an instant, Qi Dongqing’s hair stood on end.

The clothes are also all tied up.

The whole person seemed to be ascending to heaven. It seems that the soul is twisting out of the body.

"ah…"

Only wailing screams.

The voice is getting weaker and weaker.

Zhang Yong took back the electric baton.

The spy suddenly fell to the ground as paralyzed as mud. There was no more sound.

died?

of course not.

The map shows that the red dot is still there.

"stand up."

　　　…”

“If you don’t get up, you’ll get a shock on your buttocks.”

　　　…”

The spy continued to remain silent.

But the legs moved. Show that you have a reaction.

All right.

Since there is no response, then I will go and do other things.

Zhang Yong began to search in foreign banks. Of course, the products on display are not needed.

They are all real objects, he doesn’t need them.

Even if it’s a camera or something. No need. It takes up too much space.

The Japanese espionage industry does not have miniature cameras specially designed for special agents. All big guys. Requires tripod support.

Look for the weapon sign first. Found it quickly.

Three Browning M1903 pistols. Average quality. There are more than a hundred rounds of ammunition.

Nothing else. that's it. It is worthless.

Money, money...

What I need is money...

Looking and searching...

Switch the map to 3D mode. Then distinguish carefully.

Yixinglong is an underground bank, and it is impossible to have no money. If you don’t see the gold mark, it probably means there is no gold. But there are others.

Finally, I found the first hidden space.

Open it and there is a cloth bag inside. Swollen. Very stuffed.

Secretly happy.

If it’s a banknote, that’s cool.

Maybe the three hundred thousand banknotes are in there?

However…

Open. Happy for nothing.

It’s all legal tender. The printing quality is still relatively poor.

The number is quite large, perhaps hundreds of thousands. However, this is legal currency! Zhang Yong was very angry and unhappy.

return.

Lift your feet. Kick the Japanese spy hard.

idiot!

What do you do with collecting so many fiat currencies?

You don’t know how to collect U.S. dollars and British pounds? Collect whatever is worthless!

What is your professional level? What the **** is it called professional...

　　Bah!

　　One kick will not satisfy the hatred, then two more kicks.

"Well…"

The spy let out a cry of pain.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to get up. It's impossible to get up. The electrocuted body lost control.

I don’t know what Zhang Yong is holding in his hand, but it can actually discharge electricity. The spy felt that he was only one step away from meeting Amaterasu.

Zhang Yong continued to look for him angrily.

Finally, I found another hidden space. It's a small room.

Inside a mezzanine. You can't tell from the outside. The switch is just a hook. Pull the hook and the mechanism opens. There is an ocean inside.

The whole small room was filled with silver coins.

Approximately how many?

Perhaps ten or twenty thousand. Zhang Yong was too lazy to estimate.

The only thing he can think about right now is the three hundred thousand. Didn't it mean that a sum of money came in? Where is it?

my money!

Where is my money?

angry.

Preparing to demolish the entire foreign bank.

Others looked at his expression and silently prepared their hoes and shovels...

Without a word of agreement, the land was dug three feet deep.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong suddenly stopped. But finally another mechanism was locked.

It turned out to be in a set of modular cabinets.

They are all solid wood cabinets. Heavy. Very bulky.

Move the cabinet outside and discover the mechanism behind it. Open it and there's a box inside.

This is right!

Open the box. Sure enough, the banknote came.

neatly stacked banknotes. A rough count. No more, no less, probably three hundred thousand.

good! good! good!

The depressed mood was instantly swept away.

This is my own little money! Now I am finally back in the arms of my master...

Happy.

　　complacency.

Sure enough, no bank note can escape your own eyes!

but!

Not satisfied yet!

The search will continue!

result…

Find a radio station. There is also a code book.

good.

There is work to do again.

Whenever you have time, use this radio station to write disinformation.

Continue searching.

Surprisingly, there are still discoveries.

Find a small camera. Only the size of a palm.

Huh?

This is for agents only?

good.

Confiscated.

Continue searching.

Until nothing more is discovered.

As a result, I found some scattered US dollars, pounds and so on.

The number is not large. But there are also three to five hundred. If you want to run away, you can almost scrape together enough money for the boat ticket.

My mood has improved.

Looking at Japanese spies is also pleasing to the eye.

　　Waving his hands.

Have someone pull the spy up.

Don’t have the energy to stand? It's okay, just tie it to the pillar.

The Japanese spy drooped his head. It seems that he is dying.

It’s not just pretending.

It’s really desperate.

All the funds of the underground banks were robbed by Zhang Yong. How will we continue to operate in the future?

Without this bank as a channel for resource transportation, he himself would be worthless. When the time comes, what awaits him is either refrigeration or confinement.

Everything is over.

It’s over…

However, Zhang Yong did not let him go yet. We must continue to extract his remaining value.

Grab the spy's hair and lift his head up.

"What is my name?"

“Zhang Yong…”

“You should know me well…”

"I…"

“Do you want to live?”

"I…"

“As long as one hundred thousand oceans. I will let you go.”

Zhang Yong started playing matryoshka dolls.

We are all about credibility.

Speaking of one hundred thousand means one hundred thousand. Don't want any more.

Of course, even one point less will not do.

"Think carefully. You only need to provide information. I will take action." Zhang Yong said earnestly, "The person who betrayed you has been freed."

“I…” Qi Dongqing lowered his head. silence. However, he was already moved.

He was betrayed. For one hundred thousand oceans.

Zhang Yong plundered a hundred thousand yuan from him, so the person who betrayed him was free.

Similarly, if he betrays someone else. Zhang Yong can get 100,000 yuan. Then, he too can be free. The only prerequisite is that the target must be a rich person.

“Shangguan Qing.”

"arrive."

“It’s getting dark, please ask someone to bring some food.”

"yes."

Go to Shangguan Qing to make arrangements.

I'll report back soon.

“Commissioner, I ordered food from Tanxiang House.”

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Suddenly noticed a change in the spy's movements.

So he walked over. Patting the Japanese spy affectionately on the shoulder.

“Have you thought about it?”

“The boss of Tanxianglou is from Xinjing.”

The Japanese spy finally raised his head.

After hesitating for a few minutes, he finally chose to sell out.

Selling out the Japanese themselves is of course not an option. However, he also had no psychological pressure to betray the people in Xinjing.

The people in Xinjing are all Chinese. They defected to the Japanese. They are traitors. Being betrayed by him now is what he deserves. Isn't it normal for a person who has betrayed his own country and nation to be betrayed by others? This kind of person will die ten thousand times and no one will pity him.

“Sanxiang Tower?”

Zhang Yong’s eyes darkened. A bit unexpected.

Because he knows this Sandalwood Building. I have also ordered takeout from him many times.

Well, these agents are always running around outside. It is normal to sleep at irregular hours, eat at irregular hours, and ask people to deliver food.

The takeaway at Tanxianglou is very good. Tastes good and is cheap.

He has also passed by Tanxiang Tower many times. I also know its owner. It seems to be called Wang Wanwan?

　　should be a nickname. I don’t know the specific name.

However, one thing is for sure. Wang Wanwan is definitely not Japanese.

If he was a Japanese invader, the map would have already indicated it.

Perhaps, this time, it’s not a matryoshka doll after all. Those caught were indeed traitors.

Act immediately.

Hurry to Tanxiang Tower.

Arrests.

Wang Wanwan happened to be coming back from outside, was caught directly, and then taken into an empty house.

"open…"

“Boss Wang, good evening.”

"you…"

Wang Baiwan secretly felt bad.

Zhang Yong actually found out on his own head. Someone must have betrayed him.

Damn it!

Who is it?

“I cooperate.” He replied weakly.

“Say it.” Zhang Yong said concisely, “Show your value.”

“I know one thing.”

"explain."

"This matter is very important. If I tell it, my life will definitely be in danger."

“What are your conditions?”

“I want to get on the boat.”

“Where is the boat going?”

"Europe."

"Can."

“You arrange for me to get on the boat now. I’ll tell you on the boat.”

“How do I verify?”

“With your ability, you don’t have to worry about me running away!”

"good."

Zhang Yong follows the good deeds like a stream.

Contact Tanavaro immediately. There happened to be a boat.

At present, merchant ships flying the Italian flag are the most active in going to and from Wusongkou Terminal.

Because Tanavaro has a lot of things that need to be transported to the great eastern countries. Then he makes huge profits from here and goes back to Italy for dumping.

“There is a boat to Italy tonight.”

"Can."

Wang Wanwan was happy too.

Knowing that his identity was exposed, all he wanted to do was run away.

So Zhang Yong arranged for him to board the ship.

Arrived at the pier. After getting on the boat.

“You say it.”

“I know the whereabouts of the kidnapped mulatto American…”

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

A kidnapped mixed-race American?

who is it?