Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 547: ,broker

Chapter 547, Broker

Helping to deliver the goods is three hundred dollars.

Then if the goods were robbed, wouldn’t it cost more than thirty thousand US dollars? Maybe more?

Zhang Yong looked at the box with greedy eyes.

"Snapped!"

Slap your own hands quietly.

What are you thinking about? Why can't I control my hands?

Your current mission is to catch Japanese spies!

Catch Japanese spies!

It’s not an extraneous issue! Causing trouble everywhere!

Even if there is one hundred thousand dollars in it, you can't... Then I will definitely take the one hundred thousand dollars first.

“Give me the box.”

“I’ll open it and take a look.”

“Then you want my life.”

"Why?"

“As a client, if I allow the box to be opened, I will be derelict in my duty. I will have no credibility in the future.”

“What exactly do you do?”

“Three religions and nine streams. Do a little bit of everything. Do whatever you want to make money.”

“Including stealing?”

“Your box is empty.”

“There are fifty thousand dollars, fifty thousand pounds, and fifty large gold bars in it…”

"you!"

Mei Wanjun was extremely angry but smiled.

She suddenly stood up. He hurried away angrily.

Intolerable.

She was worried that she would explode.

Will die directly in front of Zhang Yong. She needed to calm down.

Just leave the box at Zhang Yong's place.

The people behind the box knew that Zhang Yong had intercepted him, so I believe they did not dare to say anything.

Have the ability. Just go and get it back.

In any case, I, Mei Wanjun, am powerless.

　　I had already blocked the box from the person who was taking it, but he hesitated and was intercepted by Zhang Yong. The main responsibility is not mine.

Zhang Yong:? ? ?

Huh? gone? Oh, good to go!

In fact, there is no point in talking and talking all day long.

It’s still interesting to catch Japanese spies. There is money and weapons. Where can I find such good things?

Swear!

From today on, stop smoking and drinking, and say no to women! Exercise and revitalize China!

It starts with you!

…I can not do it…

“Old Zhao!”

Zhang Yong called Zhao Guanglin over.

　　People have left. It's none of your business. come on. Let's discuss it.

Zhao Guanglin is here.

My understanding of Zhang Yong has deepened.

This guy is really shameless. He really came from Shanghai.

“Are you moving at night?”

“Are you planning to move at night?”

“Yes. In our Fuxing Society Secret Service, many operations are carried out at night.”

“Then are you ready…”

“Eat enough. We also do some activities at night. It helps with digestion.”

“Shall I call Pang Yu?”

"good!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Zhao Guanglin then went to make a phone call.

Operation at night? That would be lively. I don’t know how much noise is going to happen again?

Zhang Yong took out the box.

Actually, the box is not big. Up to 16 inches. Probably not enough.

Very modern. Very trendy. Compared with those old antiques, it is much more pleasing to the eye. The great powers are still technologically advanced!

There is a password.

But it’s very simple. It's three digits. mechanical lock.

As long as you have enough time, you can match the numbers one by one. But Zhang Yong didn't have time.

There is currently no way to violently dismantle it.

After all, smashing boxes in public is a bit too eye-catching.

Let’s bring it back. If you have time, break it open slowly.

Soon, Zhao Guanglin came back from the phone call. Pang Yu has been found. Pang Yu immediately gathered his team and was on his way.

Everyone was very excited when they heard that they would continue to catch Japanese spies in the evening.

Everyone is striving to be the first, scrambling to be the first.

“Help me carry this box.” Zhang Yong handed the box to Zhao Guanglin.

“I…” Zhao Guanglin hesitated to speak.

He knew that the box had come from the wrong place. It was Zhang Yong who robbed that woman.

If you take it yourself, you may be suspected by others.

Zhang Yong did this clearly to drag him into trouble. He had to be cautious.

"You're scared?"

“I don’t want to provoke irrelevant people and things.”

“Okay! I’ll do it myself!”

Zhang Yong nodded.

Since you are not popular, you have to rely on your own efforts.

So he picked up his suitcase and waited for Pang Yu to arrive.

Shortly after, a large number of weapon symbols appeared on the edge of the map. Obviously Pang Yu is here.

no car. They are all runners.

The police department is not wealthy enough to provide cars. Even Tong Zhongting can only walk.

Oh, there are bicycles. But not much. Only a third of the population has access. Moreover, it must be rotated during work hours. It was impossible to ride home from get off work.

Most senior officers actually still like to ride horses.

Look at Tong Lin Pavilion, you come here on horseback. Riding fast. flexible. Unobscured. It’s just that the goal is a bit big. Cannot be hidden.

If you are attacked by a sniper, a man on horseback can shoot accurately.

“Wang moves!”

Pang Yu came excitedly.

Just now, he went back to see his father. It's rare to be praised.

His mother was also very happy. I think it is still possible to catch Japanese spies. There's not much danger. And can make meritorious deeds. It can be considered complete.

At the same time, they were also secretly shocked. They did not expect that the Japanese spies had hidden so many weapons.

Fortunately it was dug out. Otherwise, once attacked, it is unknown how many people will suffer casualties.

“You came so quickly? Would you like some hotpot mutton?”

“No need. You can eat it yourself. When you are full, we will start taking action.”

“I’ve been full for a long time. I’m burping. I can’t finish eating.”

“Pack it! Pack it! After the evening operation, let’s go back to the police station for a late-night snack!”

"good!"

Zhang Yong and Pang Yu talked nonsense while secretly choosing targets.

There are a total of nine red dots within a 400-meter radius. The quantity is very large. The nearest one is less than a hundred meters away. Just one street apart.

The density of Japanese spies has reached such a terrifying level. It's terrible.

It is conceivable how much damage these spies will cause once Peiping enters a state of war.

Grasp!

Must be caught! Catch them all!

Approach the target quietly. It was found to be a small independent bungalow.

Secretly happy.

Rich people!

This spy must have a lot of inventory.

However…

When they arrived, the spy was just going out. Old people. Wearing sunglasses, a black silk gown, and holding a civilized staff.

Beside him, there were three followers. No gun though. But it seems a bit pompous. Obviously someone with status.

“Who is this guy?”

“Master You.”

"what for?"

　　"He is a godly person who relies on his words to earn a living. He is an old gangster and a hobbiter. What do you ask him to do?"

“What do you think?”

“Huh? He is Japanese?”

"right!"

“No way…”

Pang Yu was stunned.

The people around him also looked at each other in confusion.

This Mr. You is actually Japanese? How can it be? This old guy is more cunning than all the Chinese!

He is actually Japanese?

“Wait a minute.” Pang Yu frowned, “I have known Mr. You for seven or eight years. Could it be that he was lurking in China seven or eight years ago?”

“Maybe more than ten years.” Zhang Yong was not surprised. “No…” Pang Yu hesitated to speak. It’s always unbelievable.

Even Zhao Guanglin has reservations.

He has known Mr. You for two or three years. It is said that the other party has been hanging out in Peiping for a long time.

Did Japanese spies begin to lurk in after the Revolution of 1911?

It’s a bit outrageous. A little scary.

Have the Japanese invaders been so deliberate?

The secret was laid more than ten years ago? The more I thought about it, the more horrified I became.

Master You got in the car. The black car gradually went away.

Pang Yu asked quietly: "Chasing?"

“Forget it.” Zhang Yong shook his head.

Since everyone says that Mr. You is a piece of meat, it means that it is difficult to deal with, and arresting him directly may not have any effect.

This kind of person is destined to die and is difficult to deal with. Or go catch other spies.

Silently marked Mr. You on the map, and then led people to find the second target.

Suddenly I saw someone coming in a hurry to report to Pang Yu.

Pang Yu looked strange after listening to this.

"What's up?"

“Someone brought a body to the police station.”

"What?"

“Someone brought a body to the police station.”

"what happened?"

"have no idea."

“Go back and have a look!”

"good!"

The group rushed back quickly.

What does the other person mean? Is it asking for help? Is it a provocation?

Back to the police station. Saw a truck. There was also an old man pulling a cart. A look of vicissitudes of life.

There was a man lying on the cart. It feels vaguely familiar.

Suddenly remembered. Isn't this the middle-aged man who is going to pick up the box today?

faint! He was actually killed?

And then he was sent here?

What means?

Is it a provocation?

Is it a warning?

Oh, it shouldn’t be a warning.

Kill your own people and warn the enemy? There is water in the brain...

However, it is also possible that he was the person who killed the enemy and then framed Zhang Yong.

The suitcase is still in Zhang Yong's hand.

At that time, the rumored version was that Zhang Yong killed someone and then took away the suitcase.

wipe…

You have ulterior motives!

However, Zhang Yong was soon fine.

Anyway, he has enough messy things, so it doesn’t matter.

"Who is this guy?"

“It seems to be from Peking Bank. I’ll ask someone to verify it.”

"good!"

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

People from Peking Bank? What's inside that box?

Why did it have to pass through the hands of the female snitch?

Oh, Mei Wanjun is a female snitch. This was the first time he knew her exact occupation. Maybe part-time?

Decided to pry open the box.

Took the box from Zhao Guanglin's hand, then found an empty house nearby and started violently picking the lock.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, the box was finally pried open.

There are indeed weapons inside.

is a brand new Walther PPK pistol. There are two magazines. All are empty. There is no magazine on the gun. There is a box of bullets next to it. Very refined.

German pistol? It seems that ordinary people can't do this...

There are no banknotes below.

Oops. Bai was happy. Not even a single banknote.

They are all bills.

Picked up one at random, but didn’t understand it. There's someone's name on it. There is a date. There are also account numbers.

All written by hand. The handwriting is very neat.

The amount doesn’t seem to be large. They are all five hundred, eight hundred, one thousand or something. The highest is three thousand. None exceed three thousand.

Confused…

What is this?

Why are there so many bills?

Why is everyone’s name different above? Not a single duplicate name?

Confuse…

Continue scrolling down. Or bills.

Finally confirmed, nothing else. disappointment. I wanted to put the Walter pistol away, but found that there was not enough space.

Having no choice but to close the box again, and then work hard to sew it up.

“Wang moves!”

There was someone shouting outside.

It is a person sent by Pang Yu. Said it was checked.

The deceased was indeed a manager of Peking Bank. Well, these days there is already a title of manager.

His main task is to be responsible for deposits and loans.

My name is Zhu Yue. I am forty years old this year. I have been working at Peking Bank for more than four years. The specific family background is unknown. It seems like I have no family. A little strange.

“What is the strength of Peking Bank?”

“It was started by a few big businessmen jointly. It is quite strong. It has also recently received investment from the Japanese.”

“Are the Japanese invaders behind it?”

“Beiping Bank and Industrial Bank are all Japanese.”

“How much to invest?”

"It seems to be 100 million yen. It was even in the newspapers at the time. Wang Kemin is the largest shareholder. There is also Yoshiko Kawashima."

“Is Yoshiko Kawashima involved in the Peking Bank?

"Yes. Just wait. I pulled out the newspaper. It seems to have happened last month. Manchukuo also injected capital."

Pang Yu went to find a newspaper.

Results are found quickly.

Zhang Yong looked through it and found that there was really relevant content on it.

Kawashima Yoshiko, on behalf of the puppet Manchukuo, injected 30 million yuan into the Peking Bank. Among the group photos were Wang Kemin, Yin Rugeng and others.

However, the one standing in the middle is a Japanese. His name is Yoshio Matsui. The owner of Matsui Mansion. He was also one of the Japanese spy leaders.

Obviously, the Japanese are taking the lead in this matter.

The so-called Manchukuo is just a puppet.

"ah…"

Zhang Yong suddenly had an idea flash in his mind.

He understood what those bills were for. That's a deposit account. It's a pseudonym.

There was no real-name requirement at that time. As long as you took the bill to Peking Bank, you could withdraw the corresponding amount according to the amount marked on it.

The note states that for 200 silver dollars, one can receive two hundred oceans.

Redeem with a ticket.

Only recognize votes, not people.

However, its greatest function is actually giving gifts and bribes.

Although under each pseudonym, there are only a few hundred or at most three thousand silver dollars. However, if the number is large, it is also a very impressive number.

Furthermore, if all the accounts are dispersed and the name is not your own, no one can find anything wrong with it.

I also understand why the other party is looking for Mei Wanjun.

Simply put, it is confidentiality.

Even if someone knew about this and wanted to investigate, they could only find Mei Wanjun.

Whether Mei Wanjun can be caught remains to be seen.

This female snitch is running around. Maybe not in Peiping at all.

Even if you can catch Mei Wanjun, it is impossible for her to reveal the name of her employer. Otherwise, she will not be able to survive in this industry in the future.

What's more, Mei Wanjun may not be the first broker. Maybe the second way, or even the third way.

After passing through the hands of several brokers, the employer behind the scenes, even the gods, can no longer find out.

Zhang Yong himself made a mistake, which was simple and crude.

He got the box.

The notes in the box are now his.

He only needs to hold the bill and go to the Peking Bank to withdraw Dayang.

The bank only recognizes the check, not the person.

If he doesn’t want to come forward on his own, he can just find someone to help him get it.

For example, Zhao Guanglin.

However, Mr. Zhao probably won’t be willing. I don't want to go along with him.

Haha, I’m getting rich.

Hey, hey, I’m rich.