"Captain Wang, as you wish, I was indeed responsible for what happened last night." Tang Cheng took out another film roll from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is a photo of last night's scene. I took photos of all the Japanese who died in the izakaya one by one. This should be the best evidence." After Tang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Liang, who looked eager, stretched out his hand to grab He turned to the film on the table, but he didn't want to miss it. The film was already held in Tang Cheng's hand first.
"Captain Wang, there is never a free meal in this world. I am not from your intelligence department." Tang Cheng shook the film in his hand at Wang Liang and put it back into his pocket. At this moment, Tang Cheng had a weird smile on his face, like a profiteer's, which made Wang Liang, who was sitting opposite him, very angry. Tang Cheng paused for a moment, as if appreciating Wang Liang's expression at this moment, then slowly opened his fingers, waved his hand at Wang Liang and smiled.
"Five thousand dollars, what happened last night was done by your captain Wang. These documents and photos in my hand are the best proof. I think the Nanjing Headquarters of the Intelligence Department will not be stingy with Captain Wang." Your reward. Perhaps Captain Wang will have the opportunity to be summoned by the Chairman. After all, it is rare to kill more than 20 Japanese officers at once." Tang Cheng showed his neat white teeth and smiled at Wang Liang .
"Five thousand dollars, which is not a small amount nowadays, I know nothing about your origins. Just because you are the nephew of the special commissioner, I don't seem to be able to completely trust you, not to mention what happened last night. You are so big, how do I know if you still have any backup plans? I don’t want to spend money only to get nothing in the end!" The enthusiasm that Tang Cheng expected did not appear. On the contrary, Wang Liang, who was originally full of enthusiasm, was at this moment. It actually became stable.
"It doesn't matter where I come from. What's important is that as long as you pay, I can help you clean up the Japanese. Don't get me wrong, I'm not an assassin or anything like that. In principle, I'm a policeman ." Tang Cheng has not yet received the transfer order to Chongqing, so the only thing he can show to Wang Liang is the certificate issued by the Nanjing Police Department. After seeing the police ID that Tang Cheng took out and learning that Tang Cheng was just an ordinary police sergeant at the Nanjing Police Department, Wang Liang's face finally showed a look of shock again.
"My father died for his country while arresting Japanese spies, so I have a family feud with the Japanese. When I was in Nanjing, I cooperated with the intelligence department many times to search and arrest Japanese spies in the city. My father and Uncle Zhang were close friends in life and death. The two families are close friends. He was injured. Naturally, I, as a nephew, had to come to visit and serve him. Before I left Nanjing, I knew who Miyamoto Nogawa was. Killing him was just a matter of course. I, Uncle Zhang, just want to take revenge and relieve my hatred."
"Speaking of which, I have something to tell you. Before I set off for Shanghai, the Nanjing Headquarters of the Intelligence Department was selecting people to come to Shanghai to carry out retaliatory actions. Your Shanghai station was a bit unsightly, The Nanjing Headquarters of the Intelligence Division may not notify you of the Shanghai Station this time. Therefore, Captain Wang, you have to do it or not, you have no choice in this business!" Tang Cheng's words were obviously already spoken. Wang Liang was determined, but Wang Liang did not show much anger at this moment.
Wang Liang was still digesting the information Tang Cheng had just told him. If the Nanjing Intelligence Office headquarters really sent a retaliation team to Shanghai, it would mean that the Nanjing headquarters' view of the Shanghai station was almost to the point of disbelief. Although he has the support of the Shanghai Youth Gang behind him, Wang Liang knows very well what kind of department the Intelligence Office is. If he loses the trust of the Intelligence Office headquarters, even if the Youth Gang continues to support him, his end will definitely not be better.
Looking at the smiling Tangcheng again, Wang Liang suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to make this deal with the boy in front of him, but the price of five thousand US dollars made Wang Liang feel a little painful. Wang Liang was a little wavering in his heart. After all, he had not seen the contents of the film. Wang Liang still could not completely believe what Tang Cheng said. "Captain Wang, do you know any photo studios? Why don't we develop the film now? After reading the contents, it's not too late for you to make a decision."
Tang Cheng's suggestion made Wang Liang's heart light up, and he nodded repeatedly. The two of them immediately left the coffee shop and rushed to a photo studio that Wang Liang knew. Half an hour later, in the darkroom of the photo studio, Wang Liang saw with his own eyes Tang Cheng, who was developing the contents of the film one by one. Only at this moment did he truly believe that what happened in the izakaya was Tang Cheng made. "Captain Wang, look, every photo contains the ID of the corpse. Even if these photos are published in newspapers for publicity, the Japanese will not be able to say that these photos are fake."
Tang Cheng just handed the developed photos to Wang Liang, but the negatives of the film were quietly put into the equipment bag by Tang Cheng. After Wang Liang carefully looked at the developed photos, he frowned at Tang Cheng and said, "Isn't the number of photos wrong? My people said that at least more than 50 corpses were taken out of the tavern. You have one photo for each corpse." Photos, but there are only about 20 photos here, which is still less than half!" Wang Liang's question made Tang Cheng laugh, and then he stretched out five fingers to Wang Liang again.
Five thousand dollars, Tang Cheng used this gesture to remind Wang Liang that this was the prerequisite guarantee for the transaction between the two. Wang Liang had no choice but to borrow the phone of the photo studio and ask his men to send the money. "Captain Wang, as the old saying goes, money is something external to the body. If you calculate carefully, I killed more than 20 Japanese officers in that izakaya, as well as a dozen Japanese businessmen and high-ranking officials who were related to the Japanese military. There are three people in the class. After this conversion, the fee per person is only 100 US dollars. This price is really not expensive!" Seeing Wang Liang's expression of pain, Tang Cheng immediately made fun of him.
Spreading five thousand US dollars equally among the 50 Japanese who died in the izakaya, each of them was less than 100 US dollars. Such a price was indeed low, but Wang Liang, as the one who had been taken advantage of, still felt a pang. Half an hour later, Wang Liang's cronies sent five thousand dollars, but Tang Cheng was not ready to let go of the opportunity to blackmail Wang Liang. "Captain Wang, I have something else that I may need your help with!" Tang Cheng smiled at Wang Liang while opening the black briefcase.
"I know that Captain Wang should have an insider lurking in Hongkou District. You need Japanese yen. I have some Japanese yen, gold watches, jewelry and so on. I would like to ask Captain Wang to help exchange them for legal currency. My Uncle Zhang. Injured, you may need to stay in Shanghai to recuperate for a while. Keep some more money around you so that you won’t be shy and lose yourself when using money." The banknotes Tang Cheng took out from the briefcase clearly smelled of blood. , without even thinking about it, Wang Liang knew that these yen were brought out by Tang Cheng from the tavern.
At this time, the average salary of Shanghai workers was only about 18 yuan per month, and 100 yuan of French currency could be exchanged for 306 yen. The yen handed over to Wang Liang from Tangcheng was nearly 2,000 yen. Counting those gold watches and jewelry, at least it could be exchanged for 306 yen. In exchange for 1,000 legal currency. According to the prices in Shanghai at this time, this 1,000 legal currency is enough for Tang Cheng and Zhang Jiang to live a comfortable and upper-class life in Shanghai. The face of Qian Chuanzi in Tangcheng was deliberately shown to Wang Liang, but Wang Liang was not fooled.
"Since your father was once a member of the Intelligence Service, and he has the support of the special commissioner, why don't you hand over these things yourself? Listening to what you just said, you should know a lot of people at the Nanjing headquarters. Who are they? With the help of others and this credit, it shouldn't be difficult to work as a well-paid job in the Nanjing headquarters, right?" The film had been obtained, but Wang Liang still had questions in his mind that he had not found the answer to.
"Captain Wang, I've told you before. I'm not from your Intelligence Department. I did these things to avenge my Uncle Zhang, and for money." Wang Liang listened to Tang Cheng's answer. It's still unreliable, but looking at Tang Cheng's expression at the moment, it doesn't look like he's telling lies. "Captain Wang, don't you think this way of getting money to do things is very suitable for me? My father is a martyr for the country. No matter the Intelligence Department or the Military and Political Department, it is impossible for me to get involved in danger again. In that case, my Tang family can It’s about to end!”
"So, there are some things that I can do, but I absolutely cannot publicize them everywhere. What's more, I have a family to support, so charging you some money is nothing, right?" Tang Cheng took out a cigarette and lit one, then Then he continued, "This is mutual benefit. You need the credit, and I need the money you give me. As for the internal affairs of your Shanghai station, I don't care about it, and I don't want to know about it. I just want to take care of Uncle Zhang and recover from his injuries. Then take him safely back to Nanjing."
Wang Liang was no longer in the mood to listen to Tang Cheng's chatter. What kind of words could a person who only cares about money have to say? "Captain Wang, I heard that my Uncle Zhang was ambushed in the concession this time. There was also a concession gang involved. Your intelligence department is well-informed. Can you help me collect information about this gang? I plan to Get into trouble with this concession gang!"
When Tang Cheng said this, he had a smile on his face, but Wang Liang could clearly detect a strong murderous intention from the smile on Tang Cheng's face. "To tell you the truth, I came to Shanghai this time just to cause trouble for the Japanese. How about this, I will give you a clear price to kill a person from the special high school. I will only charge you 100 US dollars. To kill a Japanese lieutenant, It’s also $100, but if it’s an assistant officer, the price is double.”
Hearing that Tang Cheng was serious about discussing business with him, Wang Liang finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. However, after carefully considering the suggestion given by Tang Cheng, Wang Liang acquiesced in his heart. Rather than sending those idiots under him to take risks to retaliate against the Japanese, it would be better to spend money to hire the young man in front of him to take action. Even if something goes wrong, it will never be implicated in him.
