Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1039, Return of particles to warehouse

calm.

calm.

 Zhang Yong took deep breaths repeatedly.

 Remind yourself not to be overwhelmed by joy.

actually…

 Two hundred thousand dollars is not a lot.

 It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.

I have seen large transfer vouchers before. I just haven't seen so much cash.

 The Kong family is also great. So much cash in dollars.

 Pinch your arm quietly.

it hurts.

 Make sure you are not dreaming.

 Bend down and pick up a bunch of dollars. Hold it firmly in your hands.

 That’s right. It's true. It's all true. He indeed intercepted the possible ransom by accident.

This Japanese spy was also blind and actually bumped into him.

It’s strange, Jinling is so big and there is a huge sea of ​​people, how come the Japanese spies fell into my hands impartially?

 Can’t understand…

 There is a big problem now.

 There is so much US dollar cash, what should be done with it?

 His carry-on space does not fit...

 He was in Jinling and had no other place to stay.

 Should we send it back to Jige Lane headquarters? Not safe.

 Suddenly something didn’t feel right.

Huh?

 It seems I can let it go.

 The portable space has been expanded silently...

  【Temporary expansion】

 【Valid for 24 hours】

  System information skimming.

 Zhang Yong was immediately overjoyed.

 Temporary is temporary. 24 hours is enough.

 It is midnight and the bank is not open. Go to the bank immediately during the day tomorrow to deposit money.

  Hey, the system turns out to be very user-friendly!

It can actually be expanded temporarily.

How about temporarily providing 100,000 155mm howitzers?

 Just 24 hours is enough.

 Return it after use.

 Directly razed the Japanese-occupied area of ​​Hongkou to the ground.

However…

The system is unresponsive.

 Well, I was overthinking it. Take back your thoughts.

 “Alert.”

"yes."

 The crowd dispersed quickly.

 Zhang Yong pulled up the Japanese spy. The knife clicked.

 Ask nothing.

 Say nothing.

These two hundred thousand dollars are what fell from the sky. It has nothing to do with anyone else.

 Tear all the seals into pieces. Then burn it with a lighter.

 Authentic Zippo lighter. Got it from MacFarlane. The other party does not cherish it.

 In fact, at this moment, the beautiful country has not yet intervened in the war. Zippo, Spam, Cocacola, Motorola...haven't become famous yet!

 It’s a pity that I still don’t have enough funds. No more shares can be purchased.

 Otherwise, make a fortune.

 Then, put all the dollars into your pocket space.

It feels like the temporarily expanded portable space seems to have increased several times. Enough for all those dollars.

  Unfortunately, it is a temporary expansion. It would be perfect if it was permanent...

  Habitually touching corpses. Reach out. Take back.

It seems unnecessary?

The $ 200,000 was in hand, and the other scattered shattered were too lazy.

 But another word comes to mind: the particles return to the warehouse.

 Parents have taught me well, but who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work. Even an ocean cannot be wasted!

　So…

 Continue to touch the corpse.

 Touch a copper key.

Huh?

Where is the key?

 Identify it, it seems to be from the Liuguo Hotel?

 He has stayed at the Liuguo Hotel before and is familiar with its keys. Can be identified.

 The key is made of copper. Relatively beautiful. Outsiders generally don't forge.

 But if you are a master, make a copy of the same key. It's actually very simple. Can open the door easily.

 Wrong…

 A real master doesn’t need a key at all.

 These days, hotel room door locks are all mechanical locks. An expert can open it with a piece of wire.

 But there is a problem, that is, I don’t know which room the spy lives in.

　　It was too fast. If I had known earlier I would have asked.

 But it doesn’t matter.

 His goal for Zhang Yong is money. Now that the money has been obtained, it doesn’t matter what the spy will do next.

 Hide the key. Keep touching the body.

 Unexpectedly, I actually touched a photo. It's a young woman.

 Wearing a kimono. very beautiful.

  Can't help but look at it a few more times.

 The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes…

 It seems to be Lin Xiaoyan (Shangchuan Mirror)?

 Zhang Yong had never seen her wearing clothes, no, she was wearing a kimono, so he didn't recognize her at first.

 Odd. Why did the spy carry Lin Xiaoyan’s photo?

Have a crush on Lin Xiaoyan?

over thinking. Probably to recognize someone.

　　Japanese spies should still be hunting down the remaining female spies from the special high school class.

 Once found, kill immediately.

 No wonder Lin Xiaoyan and the others have disappeared recently.

 It seems that they also realized the danger and hid. But I definitely didn’t hide in the Southwest.

These beautiful spies are very cunning. They couldn't possibly tell him all their secrets.

 They are taking advantage of him.

Use beauty and money to lure him to help deal with the Japanese military headquarters.

 Hide the photos as well.

 Continue to touch the corpse.

Accident. There are also discoveries.

 It’s actually an invitation. It's from the military club.

 A military club?

 Have a vague impression?

Last time, a major of the engineering regiment was assassinated right in front of the club.

 The spy in front of me actually has an invitation to the military club. It shows that his concealed identity is related to the army.

Pity. Beaten to death by himself. No information was asked.

 But it doesn’t matter.

 When you die, you die. No problem.

 It is better to be dead. To avoid asking for clues and a lot of things.

 In case it is those thankless things, a waste of your time. If you don’t make any money, you still have to repay...

"Walk!"

 Leave the scene with the team.

 Prepare to catch another spy. Catherine was still waiting for him to hand in his homework.

 A thought came to mind.

 Another red dot appears nearby.

 Similarly sneaky.

Huh?

 There are also Japanese spies?

 Is there another...

 Full of expectations.

Wave. Lead the team around the corner.

soon. The spy entered the ambush.

 Hold up the telescope. I found that this spy was also carrying a large rattan box.

The one that held two hundred thousand dollars was exactly the same!

 Looking at it, it seems heavy.

Eyes shining.

 Could it be that…

 Another two hundred thousand dollars?

  Involuntarily, I feel my blood boiling all over!

Oh my god. I forgot to read the almanac when I went out today. I didn't expect such good luck.

 One wave, then another.

 After making 400,000 US dollars in one night, I feel like my steps are starting to feel a little unsteady.

 Take a deep breath.

 Remind yourself repeatedly to stay calm.

calm.

 Can't float.

 Bliss brings sorrow.

 The rattan box has not arrived yet.

 What if there are no dollars inside, but bricks?

 The Japanese spies are getting closer.

 Action!

Yu Licheng led the people to rush forward.

The Japanese spy let out a surprised sound, and then was pushed down.

  Bundle.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten.

 Zhang Yong quickly stepped forward.

 Sure enough, it was another identical rattan box.

 Grab it. Mentioned. Very heavy.

　　A heart in my throat.

If there are really two hundred thousand dollars, tonight, Jinling, he is really the most handsome boy...

Open.

The eyes gradually dimmed.

 It’s not dollars.

　　is the ocean.

 They are all encapsulated. One letter after another. One letter is fifty. I don’t know how many seals there are.

 But, certainly not two hundred thousand dollars.

 In fact, a rattan box weighing more than one hundred kilograms. It can hold up to 2,500 oceans.

 That is to say, at most fifty oceans. It's already one hundred and fifty pounds.

disappointment…

examine.

 The middle of each ocean letter is wrapped in thick silk cloth. fixed.

I counted them carefully, forty letters in total. That is two thousand oceans.

 No wonder it’s so heavy.

 It is indeed very strong for a person to carry more than 100 kilograms on the road.

 Gradually cheered up again.

 At any rate, there are two thousand oceans. It's better than stuffing bricks inside.

 The Japanese invaders were also cunning. I actually prepared an identical rattan box. They also arranged for different spies to be taken away.

 Besides the two of them, there may be more spies.

 Perhaps several rattan boxes.

 So careful…

So cunning...

But who are they guarding against?

Who needs the spy to be so cautious and arrange so many deceptions?

I didn’t understand…

 Pull the rag out of the spy's mouth.

 The spy's face turned blue and white. Breathe hard. Unable to calm down.

 “How many other accomplices do you have?”

　　　…”

 “Have all your accomplices gone in other directions?”

　　　…”

 No matter what Zhang Yong asked, the spy did not answer.

So I stopped asking. The knife clicked.

 Then get good at touching the corpse.

 Another copper key was found. It's also from the Six Nations Hotel.

 It seems that these spies are going to gather at the Six Nations Hotel with their money? And then hand it over to someone else?

 No, does it need to be so complicated?

How about taking it directly back to the Japanese consulate?

 Or get the money and take it out of Jinling directly. oh. this is not OK. There are checkpoints.

 That much cash is either deposited in the bank. Or temporarily hiding in the city. It is still a bit difficult to take it away smoothly.

 Speaking of which, the British have to take the blame.

 Due to the shelling of warships, the channels leaving Jinling are now strictly inspected.

Stations, docks, hotels, and inns are full of gendarmes and policemen. Check eight times a day. It makes you very annoyed. I had to pay tribute.

Only foreigners' territory like the Liuguo Hotel were the only places where the military police did not dare to inspect. Therefore, the Japanese spy had to choose the Six Nations Hotel as a transit.

"Walk!"

 Lead the team to the Six Nations Hotel immediately.

 He has to wait outside. Waiting for more spies to be arrested.

Pellets are returned to the warehouse.

 Even the ocean must be captured.

 Unexpectedly, I discovered that the Liuguo Hotel is not far away. It only takes half an hour to walk.

 The key thing is that there are no checkpoints here yet.

 After all, this is the territory of foreigners. Foreigners have the highest right of passage.

 The surveillance map gradually includes the Liuguo Hotel. Sure enough, I found at least four red dots inside the hotel.

 It is impossible to tell whether he is a Japanese spy or a Japanese invader whose identity has been revealed.

 There are two red dots and weapon symbols. Check, they are all Walter PPK pistols.

 Label these two guys. He is definitely a spy. Still carrying a gun?

 Estimated that the ransoms sent by other spies were just for them to receive?

 Arrange an ambush.

 More than two hundred meters away from the hotel.

 No matter which direction the spy approaches the Six Nations Hotel, the surveillance map can detect it. Wait patiently.

half an hour…

One hour…

 Not found.

 No new red dots appear.

 Because it was late at night, there were very few people out for activities. There was no one on the streets at all.

 Three o'clock…

Four o'clock…

 It doesn’t work anymore. So sleepy.

 Zhang Yong had to regretfully withdraw his troops. There should be no spies coming.

 If the Japanese spies wanted to come to the Six Nations Hotel, they would have come long ago. There was no way it could be delayed for that long.

  What did Kong Fansong say before? The ransom was paid in the afternoon.

 There may be some procedures in the middle. The spy may get the ransom after dark.

 Then arrange the transfer. Just happened to meet myself.

okay. Close the team.

 Since you can’t wait, then don’t wait.

The $ 200,000 is already in hand, and the other zero heads are not available for the time being.

 What shall we do now?

 Suddenly I want to go back to the Bank of Communications.

Want to go watch the excitement.

 There is a lot of excitement over there at the Bank of Communications.

Then who, isn’t Song Ailing unwilling to interfere in her Kong family’s affairs? I decided to intervene.

 Wrong.

 I won’t interfere. I watched with indifference.

Ha ha.

  Anyway, the Japanese spy is responsible for kidnapping, she is responsible for paying, and I am responsible for intercepting.

 Perfectly closed loop.

 Wonderful!

 What do you mean?

Taking economic construction as the center.

It doesn’t matter whether the cat is white or black, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat.

Grasp with both hands, both hands must be strong.

So he led the team back to the Bank of Communications.

It was discovered that Kong Fansong’s injury had been treated.

 But neither Li Shiqun nor Ding Mocun was there. Probably withdrawn.

 Li Shiqun's injury seems to be a bit serious and he may have to stay in the hospital for many days.

 “Huh? Shaolong?”

 “I’ve finished my business. Come and have a look.”

 “Is it really not delayed?”

 “No delay. I’m fine tonight.”

With 200,000 US dollars in his pocket, Zhang Yong feels that it is not impossible to take a vacation occasionally.

 However, you cannot take a vacation during the holidays.

 Only people who are of no use to the country will take holidays. How can a talented person like me take a vacation? Woo woo woo...

  You don’t have to go to work. But you must fish.

If you go back to sleep at this time, you can't show that you have worked hard and achieved great results.

 Everyone must see that I, Zhang Yong, am the most handsome boy in the whole country...no, the curliest boy.

 Although I am not smart. But I am hardworking!

  Work 16 hours a day.

 Never take a vacation.

 Even during the Chinese New Year.

 Let’s not talk about whether you can fish or not, just overtime pay...

etc. Do I get overtime pay?

Maybe not…

Oops. Working overtime for nothing.

 Forget it, it’s just a little overtime pay, why not catch a few more spies.

 Even if the spy only has a dozen dollars, it is much more than the overtime pay. To make a fortune, you must rely on open source.

"well…"

Kong Fansong was exhausted both physically and mentally.

 Physically injured, psychologically injured as well.

Obviously, Zhang Yong is the most suitable candidate for investigation.

 It just so happens that the higher-ups don’t know what they think.

 “What’s going on with the treasury?”

 “The devils did something.”

 “You also know that it was the devils who did it?”

 “A letter has arrived.”

"What?"

 “See for yourself!”

　　A letter popped out of Kong Fansong’s arms.

 Zhang Yong took it over. I found that everything written on it was in Japanese. Fortunately I can understand.

Open. Pull out the letter paper.

 It is also in Japanese. Very sloppy. But I can understand it.

The Japanese invaders unabashedly admitted that it was the underground treasury they blew up. Signed Miyamoto Itcho.

Huh?

 This name is so challenging!

 Miyamoto Itcho?

　　　一dice?

 It turned out to be a member of the Miyamoto family!

 No wonder. Dare to leave a letter. It's clearly a provocation!

but…

This word is too ugly.

 Zhang Yong's sense of superiority couldn't help but come up.

 It is rare to meet someone whose writing is worse than mine.

 Miyamoto Itcho.

Right? I remember you.

 Read the content of the letter carefully. The other party threatened to destroy the entire underground vault.

 It has deployed a lot of dangers in the vault.

 If you want to remove the hazard, pay $100,000.

wipe…

 What a loud tone.

 It’s one hundred thousand dollars at the asking price! How dare you ask for it!

 Miyamoto family…

 “What else is in the vault?”

 Zhang Yong asked casually.

 The map shows that there is no gold in it.

 In fact, the underground vault of Bank of Communications, which is said to be a vault, does not contain gold.

 It is impossible for the Kong family to put gold here. They are all deposited in foreign banks.

 “Some securities…”

 “Securities?”

 Zhang Yong felt that Kong Fansong did not mean what he said.

I guess there is some secret certificate. Needs to be taken out of it. Or fear of being destroyed.

　　　Japanese spies even know this. It shows that the information is very good!

 “That’s alright, keep busy.”

"I…"

Kong Fansong was about to speak but stopped. Finally sigh.

 Zhang Yong led the team and walked a few hundred meters north. Then find a place to rest.

 At the same time, arrange for someone to buy midnight snacks.

 Three or four o'clock in the morning are the most hungry and uncomfortable times.

 Suddenly, the map prompted that Dingmo Village was back.

 “Director Ding!”

 “Commissioner…”

Ding Mocun's face was as stiff as a corpse.

Every time you see Zhang Yong, you have to call him the other person's commissioner. It was really uncomfortable for him. It happened to happen again.

If he knew that Zhang Yong was still here, he would definitely not come back.

 “Is Li Shiqun dead?”

 “It’s no big deal.”

 “Oh, I heard someone said he burped.”

"No."

Ding Mocun didn’t want to say more and left quickly.

 Zhang Yong suddenly tilted his head, not knowing what he thought of. A weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The other party is actually so afraid of me. Then if I go to visit No. 76, will the other party have to take the initiative to give up my seat? You still have to serve tea and water, offer cigarettes and toasts, etc.?

Ha ha!

 It’s funny just thinking about it.

 Stand up and return to Kong Fansong.

 Mainly Dingmo Village is here. Wherever Dingmo Village goes, Zhang Yong will follow.

 Nothing else. Purely disgusting.

 Aren’t you unwilling to see me? I just always show up!

 Look, I came out again, I went in again. I'm out again. I went in again. You hit me...

 “Commissioner Zhang…”

 Sure enough, Ding Mo Village felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

 Want to kick Zhang Yong away. But he doesn't have the courage and ability.

 Unable to have a seizure. I had to hold my nose and bear it.

　　Kong Fansong:? ? ?

 It feels like something is wrong. But I don't know what's wrong.

 I feel that Zhang Yong is a bit cheap. I don’t know how Ding Mo Village offended him. From now on, Dingmo Village will feel uncomfortable.

 Suddenly, a red dot appeared.

This red dot is almost heading straight towards the Bank of Communications.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

 No, I am disgusting others!

　　Why are you keeping running in front of me instead of going somewhere else?

 Those who come under my nose will be punished by God if they don’t catch them.

Seeing that the spy was getting closer and closer, it was less than two hundred meters away.

OK!

 There is no discussion about arresting you!

But Zhang Yong himself was too lazy to move. He must continue to disgust Dingmo Village!

 “Yu Licheng!”

"arrive!"

 “A spy is coming.”

"where?"

 “Your right rear position.”

"yes."

 “Go and catch him. If you arrest him, shoot him on the spot.”

"clear."

Yu Licheng took the people there immediately.

 Zhang Yong continued to follow Ding Mo Village. Continue to disgust the other person.

Kong Fansong:…

 Dingmo Village:…

 Looking at each other. Is this okay?

 This late at night. It's so dark. Can Zhang Yong also identify Japanese spies?

They opened their eyes wide and headed in the direction where Yu Licheng was running. No matter how you look, nothing is found.

Where is the person? Where are the spies?

"ah…"

 There was a short scream in the distance.

Soon after, Yu Licheng and others happily escorted a young man out.

 Hands of five flowers. Stuffed with rags. But the young man still looked stubborn. Not convinced.

 Zhang Yong reached out and pulled off the rag.

 “Why did you arrest me? Why?”

 “What do you think?”

 “I don’t know! You arrest people randomly!”

“Pig head! I’m arresting you because you are a member of the Red Party!”

 “Nani?”

　　　The Japanese spy couldn't help but say something in Japanese.

 Zhang Yong:…

no. That's it?

 What level of spy is this?

　　If you don't agree with each other, just speak Japanese?

 The spy discovered something was wrong.

　　　Seems like you let something slip?

“You have wronged good people! You have wronged good people! You have wronged good people…”

　　"Unjustly accused? Why don't you curse the Emperor to hear it?"

"I…"

 The spy's face suddenly turned ugly.

 It is very fanatical. Resist tenaciously.

However, a side effect of fanaticism is that His Majesty the Emperor is sacred and cannot be desecrated.

 For those fanatical Japanese spies, it is impossible for them to curse the holy emperor.

 Sure enough, the spy’s face looked uncertain.

 Kong Fansong and Ding Mocun then believed that this guy was indeed a spy!

If he were a Chinese, he would have cursed him a long time ago.

Kong Fansong turned around and asked Zhang Yong:

 “Will this approach work?”

“Not necessarily. Some cunning spies will also follow suit.”

"oh…"

Kong Fansong seemed to understand but not quite.

 Finally, let’s hire professionals to do professional things!

 Zhang Yong is professional!

 Since he is here, what do you need to know so much about?

"idiot!"

 The Japanese spy suddenly laughed ferociously.

 It gave up. Directly admit that he is a spy.

 “You, you are dead, you are dead…”

 The unconvinced Japanese spies roared hysterically.

 Zhang Yong took a flying kick. Just kick the Japanese spy in the abdomen. The spy immediately curled up.

 “Poof!”

 Zhang Yong kicked him again.

 The spy suddenly collapsed. Can no longer make a sound.

pain.

 You can barely catch your breath, how can you make a sound?

 Zhang Yong then stopped his steps angrily.

 Noise!

Hello again! I'll give you Jiuga!

go to hell!

 Jiugaya Road!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)