After thinking about it, Zhang Yong spent all the remaining banknotes in ink.
No one saw it anyway. Li Boqi calmed himself down again.
This Jin Sanyan matter is over for the time being. I will continue to investigate when I have time later...
etc.
Suddenly remembered. Jin Sanyan always wanted to go back to the dock.
Why is he so obsessed with you?
Was there something very important at the dock that forced him to risk going back?
Otherwise, he could have fled westward. Or north. southward. It will be much safer.
The problem is, Jin Sanyan is dead.
Therefore, Zhang Yong didn't know what he wanted to get back.
Over there at the pier, maybe someone knows?
For example, Yuan Zheng?
This guy is the captain of the inspection team and must be very familiar with all kinds of religions. Perhaps, he can provide some information.
He took out a large letter to compensate for the loss of the gold shop. Then lead the team and leave.
Come directly to the pier. Call Yuan Zheng.
"Captain Zhang..."
Yuan Zheng felt uneasy in his heart. But he didn't dare to show it.
In his opinion, this Zhang Yong is definitely a troublemaker! Wherever you go, there will be trouble. It will cause countless disputes.
There was a fight with Zhang Xiaolin before. I don’t know what show will be coming next.
Wherever he goes, he brings a large group of people with him.
Also armed with a light machine gun.
Huh? It seems like you didn't carry a mortar?
very scary……
"Captain Yuan, do you know Jin Sanyan?"
"No, I don't know..."
"to be honest."
"We really don't know each other..."
"Captain Yuan, do you want to try the tiger bench of our Fuxing Club?"
"Don't……"
Yuan Zheng suddenly turned pale.
The guy in front of me actually tried to catch him back.
So angry.
I really thought I was lawless!
You are not the only Fuxing Club in the world! Can you, the Fuxing Society, be able to cover up the sky with one hand?
However, he quickly accepted reality.
Mainly because the guy in front of me is really not a good person. no sooner said than done.
If you are caught and put on the tiger bench, you will be unjust. Even if there is a chance to come out. People are also useless. The biggest fear is that there will never be a chance to come out.
"Captain Yuan, I am not holding you accountable."
"Well……"
"I understand the situation."
"Jin and Jin Sanyan occasionally come back to the dock to pick up some goods."
"Who keeps the goods?"
"A wealthy businessman from Baoshan County named Pan Yonghua..."
"Is Pan Yonghua here to pick up the goods or stock them?"
"Both. Sometimes I pick up goods, sometimes I stock them..."
Yuan Zheng did not dare to hide it.
Although he hesitated, he finally said it.
It was exactly as Zhang Yong guessed. This Pan Yonghua is indeed in collusion with Jin Sanyan.
The patrol tragedy in Baoshan County is mostly related to Pan Yonghua.
There is no need to know the specific reasons. It is enough to know that he planned it.
Another key figure comes to mind. The spy who stared at Americans.
"Where's Jin Bufan?"
"who?"
"MGM Cabaret, or Paramount."
"Oh, you're talking about Mr. Jin! He's been here too, but not often. Occasionally he'll come to pick up some goods."
"Has he been here recently?"
"I came here once last month. Let me think about it. It was on the 26th of last month."
"Pick up or stock?"
"I don't know. I didn't see him carrying anything big."
"Warehouse number..."
"this……"
"Say it or not, you think about it yourself."
Zhang Yong didn't rush him either.
Here's a chance for you. You don't appreciate it. Just looking for death.
If you don't want to be the inspection captain, there are plenty of people.
Yuan Zheng:......
Can't bear it. I can't bear it at all.
Pan Yonghua and Jin Bufan somehow offended Zhang Yong...
"The two of them are Japanese."
"What?"
"They are Japanese spies."
"ah?"
Yuan Zheng's face suddenly turned pale.
The two of them are actually spies? That's it.
Being involved with them would be a crime of collaborating with the enemy at any time. When he turned around, he was arrested as a traitor.
It's terrible!
I really didn’t expect that these two were actually Japanese.
"Thirty-four……"
He spoke hastily. In order to atone for one's sins.
At the same time, he sorted out his interactions with Jin Bufan and Pan Yonghua.
fine. The involvement is not very deep.
"Keep it secret!"
"clear!"
Yuan Zheng answered hurriedly. very nervous.
If this secret is leaked, Zhang Yong will probably want his good looks.
In fact, Zhang Yong himself didn't care much. Even if the secret is revealed, it's not a big deal. Just enough to make Pan Yonghua and Jin Bufan nervous.
As long as the two of them are nervous, something could go wrong. It would be better for Zhang Yong to capture them.
Catching people is easy. But getting information is difficult. Knocking on the mountain shakes the tiger. Hunting cattle across the mountains. Maybe more effective?
"Walk!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
He led his troops to the warehouse at No. 34.
nobody. The door is locked.
pry. Smash. Open. Immediately something strange smelled.
frown.
This is smoke!
Good guy, I actually store tobacco here.
Yuan Zheng is also desperate for his life...
Oh, I made a mistake in time and space. The year is now 1935. Smoke and soil are nothing at all.
If it were a later generation, in China, if someone was poisoned, they would be shot. But in this era, as long as you have a certain amount of power, you can do the tobacco business.
Look at the Kong family, the warehouse of the Ministry of Finance is full of cigarettes!
Some other forces even use smoke and soil as military expenses. There was no money for military pay, so everyone was given a pack of cigarettes. The Guizhou army has done this before.
Soldiers take two puffs before going into battle. Otherwise, there is no motivation.
Smoke harms people. But it does make money.
Besides arms, it is the most profitable.
"It seems to be foreigners." Cao Mengqi took out some to check.
"Japanese spies also choose good things!" Zhang Yong sneered.
The so-called foreign soil is transported back from abroad. Mainly India. There is the base camp of tobacco production.
Because the raw materials are good and the refining technology is high, the price of foreign soil is relatively more expensive. One kilogram can be sold for hundreds of oceans.
It’s unclear what the market situation is now. Anyway, the last time the Treasury warehouse was robbed, the price was about the same.
He doesn't like smoke.
This thing hurts people.
Moreover, it cannot be used directly as cash. Still have to change hands.
A rough count. There are about three thousand kilograms. Not much. All are packaged. A pack of ten pounds, about three hundred packs.
Grit your teeth.
Damn it, three thousand catties.
It's really awesome. That’s more than 300,000 oceans!
Dog day. How come there are so many?
Not a pirate? Got so much smoke? Are the Japanese behind this?
"somebody is coming!"
Suddenly, Yuan Zheng came to report in a hurry.
Zhang Yong took a look. I saw several cars coming outside. Map tips are all small white dots.
After the car entered the dock, Youen got off the car. Zhang Yong found that the other party was very strange. He's actually a foreigner. Like Americans? British? It doesn’t seem like it?
After the other party entered the dock, they immediately came towards Warehouse No. 34.
Zhang Yong was confused.
What are these guys doing?
Secretly increase your vigilance. It was discovered that the other party did not carry heavy weapons.
Well, there's a pistol. No submachine guns. No rifle either.
Calm and calm.
Wait for the other person to come closer.
Soon, those foreigners came to Zhang Yong.
Nine people in total.
"You, Mr. Jin?" The leader of the foreigners, blond and blue-eyed, said to Zhang Yong in unskilled Chinese.
"You are..." Zhang Yong hesitated.
"I'm Tanavarro. I'm from Italy. We made an appointment in advance. We will trade on the spot in Warehouse No. 34."
"Well……"
"I brought the money. Where are the things?"
"what would you like?"
"Tobacco. Good quality. I want to inspect the goods."
"knew."
Zhang Yong answered slowly.
Now I understand why Jin Sanyan insists on returning to the dock.
The relationship is that he dated someone. To trade here. As a result, Jin Sanyan died. The trader is here. He also admitted the wrong person.
So many coincidences...
It happened to me. The other party has no doubts yet.
It's incredible.
Doesn't the other party know Jin Sanyan?
What nonsense.
However, since the other party didn't see through it, he was happy to play dumb.
Trading tobacco?
All right. See what price you offer.
Let someone grab a few packs of cigarettes and give them to the other bitch. Of course there is no problem.
Tanavaro is pleased with the quality of the tobacco.
"This is five thousand dollars. I want all your goods." The Italian said proudly.
"What? Five thousand dollars?" Zhang Yong was stunned on the spot.
Italian brother, do you think I’m stupid?
This is three thousand kilograms of high-quality smoke. Each kilogram is worth hundreds of oceans.
Three thousand catties, three hundred thousand oceans. Converted to US dollars, at least sixty or seventy thousand. You actually gave me five thousand dollars? I really want to thank you,
Even if you were Mussolini, you wouldn't be able to get such a price.
What nonsense! Do you want love?
"One hundred thousand dollars." Zhang Yong also gave a sky-high price.
"Eight thousand." Tanavaro looked unhappy.
"Ninety-eight thousand."
"Ten thousand."
"Ninety-five thousand."
“Ten thousand.
Tanavaro always insisted on $10,000.
Zhang Yong:......
Damn it, this Italian. It's crazy.
My goods are worth sixty or seventy thousand dollars, and you only give me ten thousand dollars? Believe it or not, I will bury you now?
Take a deep breath.
Be patient and continue bargaining with the other party.
This business must be completed even if it suffers a small loss. Collect the money first, and then find a way to destroy the tobacco.
Of course, if Italians transport it back to their own country, that's fine.
As long as you don't harm the people of the country, the rest is up to you.
"Mr. Tanavaro, you want so much tobacco, where are you going to sell it?"
"I'm shipping it back to Sicily."
"oh?"
Zhang Yong's expression changed.
Sicily? There is a story in that place!
OK, it can be cheaper.
(End of chapter)
