Having said that, it is actually quite troublesome.
The Japanese intervened in the concession and strengthened their control over the patrol house. There is no way to release water from the patrol room.
The Ministry of Industry and Industry will be increasingly influenced by the Japanese.
Moreover, gradually, it is estimated that the Fuxing Society’s certificates will no longer be usable in the concession.
This means that every agent who comes in to perform a task must use a new identity. New documents are required.
Otherwise, the only way is to "sneak" in through special channels.
The production of new documents requires the cooperation of the patrol room. The Japanese will probably be watching too.
Mad, why are there shadows of Japanese everywhere?
"I'm going to make a phone call."
"Go!"
Zhang Yong picked up the phone and called back to the "Social Shenwen" newspaper office to find Shi Bingdao.
no. It would be too wasteful to just let the people of the 19th Route Army farm in Jiutang. They have to be placed in the concession. Ready to use at any time.
In the future, we will use them directly in the concession. There is no need to recruit people from outside.
It is their duty to kill the Japanese.
"Hello……"
"Boss Shi, it's me."
"What are your orders from the master?"
"Find a way to place a group of people from the 19th Route Army into the concession."
"How long will it take?"
"ten years."
"So long?"
"Yes. Be prepared."
"That might take a little time."
"Okay. If you need funds, just come to me. I will give you sufficient funds."
"Okay. I'll think of a way."
"that's all."
Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
Turning to look at Zhu Yuan. No words were spoken. The other party understands.
Zhu Yuan quietly shrank his head and smiled silently, "Maximum five per month. More is really not enough."
"One hundred oceans each." Zhang Yong opened the bidding code.
"It's not about money. It really can't be done. I won't charge you money to deal with the Japanese."
"All right……"
Zhang Yong had no choice but to give up.
We can only get five new ID cards every month, which is indeed a bit less. But relatively safe.
Zhu Yuan himself was also very cautious. Because the patrol room may have been infiltrated by the Japanese. Once he is discovered, he will become a suspect for the Japanese and will be in trouble in the future.
If Zhu Yuan loses his position in the patrol room, it will be even worse for the Fuxing Society.
"Come here." Zhang Yong suddenly thought of something.
"What to do?" Zhu Yuan was confused.
Follow Zhang Yong to the corner of the courtyard.
Everyone around him wisely stayed away.
"Can I buy an official position?" Zhang Yong asked directly.
"What kind of official position should I buy?" Zhu Yuan was still confused.
"Chinese Chief Inspector."
"What?"
"In short, he is the highest officer a Chinese can be."
"you……"
Zhu Yuan shook his head.
He understood what Zhang Yong meant.
Zhang Yong was asking him if it was possible to achieve a higher position.
Of course he does. But it can’t be done!
"What are the requirements?"
"a lot of."
"I'll just talk about the most important thing."
"Connections..."
“What if you don’t have connections?”
"The only thing I can do is give money."
"Then give money."
"I do not have money."
"Let's figure it out together."
"how to think?"
"You are responsible for looking for suitable fat sheep, provide me with information, and I will be responsible for taking action."
"you……"
"Anyone who secretly colludes with the Japanese will be treated as traitors and killed."
"no……"
Zhu Yuan was about to speak but stopped.
He felt a strong murderous aura from Zhang Yong.
For a moment, he actually had an illusion.
This guy seems to have never been like this before! After a trip to Jinling, it seems that a lot has changed?
Are you trying to achieve your goals by any means necessary?
In fact, Zhang Yong did not think too much. Just thinking about pushing Zhu Yuan up.
As long as this guy climbs to a higher position, it will bring more convenience to the Fuxing Society's actions. It can also curb the expansion of Japanese power.
Now a Japanese has taken the position of Assistant Commissioner of Police, which is a very dangerous sign.
If there is no strong counterattack, the entire patrol room may be controlled by the Japanese in the future.
Of course we cannot sit idly by.
Will the French and British agree? They only care about profit.
The Japanese put pressure on them and they gave the position of assistant. With the Japanese people's urinary habits, they are definitely not able to get rid of anything.
If Zhu Yuan could give the above thousands of dollars, or tens of thousands of dollars...
It's not difficult to move up a few levels.
Previously, the Ministry of Industry and Affairs dared to release prisoners from Tilanqiao Prison for only $5,000. This shows their extreme desire for money.
This is a signal. It shows that there is nothing about the concession that cannot be settled with money.
If there is, there just isn’t enough.
"Think about it. You only need to be responsible for giving me information. I will be responsible for taking action. The profits will be split 50-50." Zhang Yong continued to encourage.
"Actually..." Zhu Yuan stopped talking.
"Say." Zhang Yong frowned.
Zhu Yuan changed the topic, "You might have a better way to deal with Xiaodao Hui and Tiandi Hui."
"Do they have connections?"
"Snakes follow their own paths, and rats follow their own paths. Their paths are very complex. Their history in Shanghai is longer than that of the patrol room. For example, the Mengde Society, if you really want to trace the history, it can all be traced back to that year. The White Lotus Society. It has a history of thousands of years. There are also the Qinggang and Hongmen. The Tiandihui is also separated from the Hongmen. The bones are broken and the tendons are connected. The relationships inside are all intricate. Otherwise, how could there be anyone Transport all the mortars into the concession?"
"Understood."
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
If you want to get along well in Shanghai, you cannot avoid these gangs.
Zhang Xiaolin is a member of the Qinggang. There are many disciples and grandchildren under his command. There is Japanese support behind it. It's not easy to deal with him.
But in the end it's still the same sentence. Gotta have money. There is lots and lots of money.
You can push your own people to high positions.
Many death squads can be organized below. The kind that doesn't want your life.
"Where is their cousin?"
"I'm telling you. You must never leak me out."
"I'm not a three-year-old."
"Then I say, remember it."
"good!"
Zhang Yong took out a small notebook and pencil.
A good memory is worse than a bad pen. If there is any important information, he will record it.
Then hide it in the portable space. No one can peek.
Zhu Yuan said a lot, and Zhang Yong finally finished recording it.
"By the way, do you know Yan Ruzi?"
"I don't know him. But I know there is this person. It's Xiao Dao who knows it. His nickname is Black Widow."
"Oh? Black Widow?"
Zhang Yong thought about it thoughtfully. It seems to have that smell.
However, it is more beautiful than those in foreign movies.
"That's what the nickname is."
"In Jinling, I found that she was also helping the Japanese."
"She had a bad fate. During the wedding night, her husband died suddenly. Others said that she had killed her husband. They wanted to sink her into the river. She managed to escape. If she wanted to survive, she could only rely on the Japanese. help. But the public didn’t hear that she killed anyone.”
"Also, I saw the woman from the Mengde Society. She was the one who stole my box. She also appeared in Aurous Hill."
"According to my information, the person who took your box was probably Mei Wanjun..."
"I don't care who she is. Can we find her?"
"I don't know. These women are very cunning. They won't let others know where they are. Otherwise, they would have been worse off than dead."
"Some people say that Yan Ruzi may be on Xiafei Road..."
"That's Wanguo Nightclub."
"Why?"
"Because there are all kinds of people from all religions there. It's best for her to hide among them."
"Oh, Wanguo Nightclub..."
Zhang Yong remembered this name. Made. It's a nightclub again.
By the way, I have heard about a lot of nightclubs. But I have never played in it once.
fail……
You must enter Shuangshuang next time.
Have a taste of what it means to be extravagant. What is drunken life and dreaming of death.
Wanguo Nightclub...
Tsk tsk.
hey-hey.
"That was driven by a White Russian."
"What?"
"The owner of Wanguo Nightclub is a White Russian. His subordinates are all rough people. Most of the dancers are also White Russian."
"Yeah?"
"Why are you lying to me? The reason why Wanguo Nightclub is so popular is that there are a large number of Belarusian beauties. Belarusian ladies have been reduced to dancers. The phoenixes that landed are not as good as chickens. Many of them used to be dukes, countesses, ladies, etc. Ten After the May Revolution, they fled to the East, and many people poured into the concessions, at least 70,000 to 80,000 people."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong listened indifferently.
In fact, he has little interest in these historical backgrounds. Only interested in making money.
Are those White Russians rich?
No? forget about it.
have? Then do it.
Suddenly I remembered something. It is said that we are dealing with the Heaven and Earth Society, isn't there someone ready to make the connection?
Turn around. Looking for Zhou Wancan. Only to find that this guy wasn't there.
"Where's Zhou Wancan?"
"He left already."
"gone?"
"Yes. Gone. Just left without saying anything."
"This guy……"
Zhang Yong said to himself.
Turns out he is a pretty face-saving young man. Realizing that his information was incorrect, he felt shameless and ran away.
I don’t want the five rifles and bullets I gave Zhang Yong. It's an apology.
good. good. You can have a deep friendship with such a person.
On the contrary, this Zhu Yuan is very slippery, and I always feel like I can't figure out his bottom line. Seems sincere. But how to say it? Only for cooperation.
"Contact the Tang family and ask them to send someone to take the hostages back."
"I don't know how to contact you either!"
"Xiaobao, tell me."
"I do not remember."
"Don't you even remember your home phone number?"
"I don't want to go back."
"Why?"
"Third brother will beat me and say I'm running around."
"Then you can't follow me! I still have to go to Xiafei Road to perform a mission!"
"I'm with you! I'm familiar with Joffre Road. I've been there for a full year. I've walked the entire Joffre Road. It's more than 4,000 meters long."
"you……"
Zhang Yong was speechless.
This baby is really. It's your turn to be caught.
Even dogs aged seven or eight are disgusted. Still running around. If not, who will you arrest?
Your third brother must give you a good beating!
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a small red dot appeared on the edge of the map.
Huh?
The Japanese are coming.
Gesture quickly. Indicates there is a situation.
Zhu Yuan was stunned, "What's wrong?"
"The Japanese are here. Three people are with them."
"What?"
Zhu Yuan subconsciously walked to the window, but saw nothing.
Yang Zhi and others also quickly occupied every corner.
"where?"
"Coming from the north. Coming down the street. A Japanese with three people."
"so much?"
Zhu Yuan's expression suddenly became tense.
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Let Tang Shengbao hide in the basement first.
If there is a gunfight between the two sides, the basement is undoubtedly the safest. Will not be hit by stray bullets.
Once the two sides open fire, chaos will ensue, and the most feared thing is stray bullets.
Fortunately, we later obtained ten more shell guns. Now everyone has one hand and enough bullets.
"Yang Zhi, let's go!"
"Follow you guys!"
Zhang Yong took all the agents, climbed over the wall from the garden at the door, and returned to No. 28 next door. Then lay in wait.
Soon, the Japanese came over with three Chinese people.
All are dressed in Chinese costumes.
They are very cautious. A man came up and knocked on the door. Zhang Yong opened the door. The other party immediately realized something was wrong.
"You are……"
"Don't move!"
Zhang Yong pointed his gun at the opponent.
The person who knocked on the door immediately turned pale. The whole body was frozen. like a statue.
"Come in!"
Zhang Yong dragged the other party in.
Someone jumped on him and controlled him. The black hole of the gun was pointed at the opponent's head.
"Call the people outside to come in."
"yes……"
"Call the Japanese first."
"who?"
"The man who brought you here."
"oh……"
The people who were arrested were quite cooperative.
Judging from his expression, it seemed that he didn't know that Brother Dao was Japanese.
"Brother Dao, Brother Dao!"
There were anxious sounds inside the house.
The Japanese named Brother Dao didn't think much and hurried in.
Then I realized something was wrong. There were people jumping around. Tie him up tightly.
"Who are you?"
"What are you going to do?"
Brother Dao struggled hard. But in vain.
Being pressed down by several strong men, it was strange that he could move. Then he was tied up with ropes.
Zhang Yong asked casually: "Name."
"who are you?"
"I'm asking for your Japanese name."
"you you……"
Suddenly, he was kicked in the crotch.
At the same time, Tong Luohan reached out and covered Brother Dao's mouth to prevent him from screaming.
In an instant, Brother Dao's body twisted violently.
Even being tied up with ropes could not completely prevent him from twisting into the shape of a shrimp.
pain.
can not breath.
But not unconscious.
Unable to scream...
Zhang Yong would not be polite to the Japanese.
Gouging out eyes, cutting off ears, cutting off noses, chopping off hands and feet, etc. were too bloody, and frankly speaking, he couldn't do it.
But it’s absolutely okay to lift your vaginal legs. This is the second most professional skill he has mastered besides fighting sap. Very mean. But it works. Specially deal with male spies.
Perhaps, it can also be used to deal with female Japanese spies? Oh, I can’t bear to...
search.
There was an unexpected discovery. I actually found an envelope.
Open. There was one hundred dollars in it. All are in five-dollar denominations. Twenty in total. hey-hey. The spy is indeed rich. Hide it immediately.
"Call the two people outside to come in."
"yes……"
Soon, two other people were lured in and all were arrested.
Everyone was tied up tightly.
The captured spy's eyes were wide open and he was still struggling. It was obvious that he was in agony.
Zhang Yong cut his wrist with a knife, causing blood to flow out.
(End of chapter)
