Chapter 62, Protective Umbrella

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"Captain Li!"

"Captain Zhang!"

"please!"

"please!"

Li Yuanqing invited Zhang Yong to drink iced black tea.

British black tea. Add ice cubes. in this hot summer. The taste is superb.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is...

"Captain Zhang, you said Dr. Liu is Japanese?"

"Yes."

"But, as far as I know, Dr. Liu has never been to Japan. She is from Hangzhou. She grew up in Hangzhou. Later she went to study in the United States and returned to China after completing her studies. Her current nationality is American. Yes. American passport.”

"She's Japanese."

Zhang Yong responded calmly.

No explanation.

It’s okay if you believe it. It’s okay not to believe it.

Anyway, to him, Liu Xi is Japanese. There is a secret about her.

Li Yuanqing was silent.

Drink tea in silence.

a long time……

"I heard that Captain Zhang has ten nomination places?"

"Nine more."

"Send someone up for me. I owe you a favor."

"explain."

Zhang Yong nodded.

He owed Zhu Yuan a favor. Li Yuanqing owed him a favor.

very good. Triangle debt. You don’t have to pay it back in the future.

Li Yuanqing took out an envelope. Pushed in front of Zhang Yong. It was obviously well prepared.

"The information is inside."

"good!"

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

Open the envelope. Pull out the information inside.

The information looks ordinary. Just a well-behaved common man. There is nothing special about the people in the photos. Somewhat old.

Of course, every idiot knows that this information is definitely not true.

In other words, this is only superficial information. It's a disguised identity.

In the concession, there were too many people with multiple identities. And, every identity is true. The documents are all legal.

Therefore, whether it is the patrol room or Tilanqiao Prison, no one may know the true identity of the prisoners inside.

"I'm a little curious..."

"I can't come forward in person. Otherwise, it will alert other people."

"When do you want it?"

"As soon as possible!"

"I'm going to pick someone up right now."

"Thanks!"

Li Yuanqing stood up.

He personally sent Zhang Yong outside Tilanqiao Prison. Then wait nearby.

Zhang Yong explained his purpose to the Annan patrol in the prison. Soon after, a senior Indian patrolman showed up. Arrogance summoned Zhang Yong to enter the prison alone. Said the warden wanted to invite me.

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong entered Tilanqiao Prison.

It's huge inside. It is also relatively desolate. There are not many people temporarily detained.

At this time, there was no large influx of foreign population in the concession. Therefore, the population is not particularly large. Two years later, when the Songhu War breaks out, the situation will change drastically.

By then, hundreds of thousands of people would have poured into the concession. The concession will become chaotic.

There were even Jews who fled here.

I'm really worried that my English is too bad. Communication may not be possible. In the end, I realized that I was overthinking it.

There are special translators in the prison. Available in various languages.

Zhang Yong found an opportunity and stuffed two ocean coins into each translator. The translators immediately became much friendlier.

The warden is called Bob, and he is British.

In front of the Chinese, the British's arrogance is unabashed. The dream of the British Empire has not been completely shattered.

"Mr. Bob, this is the person I want to mention..."

"There are eight more. You bring them together. I will release them all today."

"I haven't thought about anything else yet..."

"No. I only give you one chance. You decide now. Otherwise, I will change my mind."

"Fake..."

Zhang Yong couldn't help but curse in secret.

These foreigners are really shameless. For five thousand dollars, I don’t even need a fig leaf.

If you don’t understand anything, how can you decide on the other eight?

Pick eight at random? That certainly won't work. Five hundred dollars each. How can it be wasted easily?

Mud...

"You only have one chance!" Bob said aggressively, "You must decide before leaving prison. Otherwise, I will cancel all your places."

"Then I can take a walk around the prison, right?" Zhang Yong said slowly, "I have to see if there is anyone worth mentioning."

"Of course that's no problem." Bob nodded, "But you can't enter the cell."

"Okay." Zhang Yong agreed calmly.

Bob then arranged for someone to take Zhang Yong on a "tour" of the entire prison.

Behind Zhang Yong, there were a bunch of Annan patrols and Indian patrols. But there are no Chinese.

In the entire Tilanqiao Prison, except for translators, all patrol officers are from outside. Or Annamite. Either Indian. Or Westerners.

The chain of contempt exists unabashedly here.

"Clang!"

The first iron gate was opened.

"Clang!"

The second iron door was opened.

Zhang Yong saw the people in the cell. They are all strangers.

This is inevitable. He had never had any contact with anyone inside. How could he possibly know someone?

Keep walking along the corridor.

Look at both sides from time to time. The result, of course, was nothing.

frown.

Finding a needle in a haystack is not the way to go.

Political prisoners and death row prisoners cannot be mentioned. It is absolutely a waste to point out a few randomly.

Finally decided to switch back.

Stop watching. Find someone directly. Who to look for? Shi Bingdao.

Shi Bingdao was just released from Tilanqiao Prison. He should know something about it.

At least, he should know the people in the same cell as him.

A phone call came to the Social News newspaper office.

This newspaper office is not on Sima Road. But behind the fourth road.

"Hello……"

"I'm Zhang Yong. Let Shi Bingdao answer the phone."

"Who are you……"

"Tell him, I am Zhang Yong!"

"OK!"

Soon after, Shi Bingdao came to answer the phone.

He just summoned some people and reported some very important information. Just back to the newspaper office.

"My boss..."

"I'm in Tilanqiao Prison now. I need the names of eight people."

"What?"

"I can also mention eight people from Tilanqiao Prison. But I don't know who I should mention. What suggestions do you have?"

"suggestion……"

Shi Bingdao felt excited in his heart.

Zhang Yong could actually mention eight people from it? Is this guy so energetic?

That……

Try to suppress the excitement in your heart.

He couldn't reveal his identity in front of Zhang Yong. Otherwise, all your efforts will be in vain.

However, the quota of eight people is indeed very tempting. Because the comrades who have been arrested one after another have not yet been identified. If they are included in the list, they should all be able to be released on bail.

The issue is……

Will Zhang Yong notice it?

This guy is from the Secret Service of Lixing Society!

Not to mention Li Boqi.

Shi Bingdao and Li Boqi had a personal relationship. However, it is impossible for Li Boqi to know his true identity.

After thinking about it, Shi Bingdao slowly replied: "I only have some understanding..."

"That's enough. Give me the list. I'll bring it all up today. Otherwise, there's no chance."

"Okay. Let me think about it."

Shi Bingdao took a deep breath. Lists are provided intermittently. Finally I got eight.

Not political prisoners. Not a death row prisoner either. All were arrested comrades whose identities had not yet been revealed. Regardless of whether Zhang Yong is aware of it or not, he must rescue them first.

"Team Leader Li's place..."

"It's okay. He's given me full authority. I don't have to report him. Or anyone else."

"Understood."

Shi Bingdao was a little relieved.

If only Zhang Yong knew it, it would still be feasible.

"Give them new identities."

"What?"

"I want them all to do something for me."

"clear."

Shi Bingdao agreed.

Working for Zhang Yong? Working for the Lixingshe Secret Service?

It's actually a good thing. At least you can add an extra layer of protection. In case of danger, the name Lixingshe Secret Service can also be used.

What's more, Zhang Yong also gives money to do things for Zhang Yong.

"Prepare the documents." Zhang Yong continued, "I will take the people out in a moment. Meet at the New Era Photo Studio. Take photos. Then apply for new documents."

"I know." Shi Bingdao replied calmly, "I'll wait for you in the photo studio."

"By the way. Discuss with the owner of New Era Photo Studio to see if he is willing to work for the Lixingshe Secret Service."

"What to do?"

"Just in the name of the Secret Service of our Lixing Society. If you need to take photos in the future, you can go to him."

"I think he would definitely like it."

"That's it. Hang up. Go and do your work!"

"good……"

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Thinking of the little girl behind the curtain.

Well, just for her sake. It’s okay to show kindness occasionally.

With the protective umbrella of the Xingshe Secret Service, no one will dare to cause trouble for New Era Photo Studio in the future. Unless someone is blind.

Gather your mood and prepare to pick someone up.