MTL - Bourne: Command and Conquer-Chapter 900 , Comrades, thank you for your hard work

 Chapter 900, comrades, thank you for your hard work...

 Looking down at Date Zongshu.

 He is indeed seeking benevolence and receiving benevolence. Killed by a knife.

 It is not a slitting of the throat.

　　means to **** the heart.

 Insertion from the front. Right in the center. Very beautiful technique.

 Cold.

 Easy.

This Haruko Hayakawa is a master of action.

I really can’t tell. She used to play the pipa! Who would have thought that killing someone could be so easy with the hand that plays the pipa.

The dagger in Hayakawa Haruko's hand is still bleeding! This crazy woman never put down her dagger.

 It was placed in the open space outside, just like a primary school student taking an exam. Let Wang Shen write slowly.

 He doesn’t want to die.

 You cannot give this crazy woman a chance to use the knife.

She even dared to kill Date Muneki, so who are they? Easier than killing a few chickens...

His eyes fell on Qiu Yingpeng again.

He actually killed Date Zongshu with one sword.

 What he was afraid of was Haruko Hayakawa. This woman is completely crazy.

 This means that she has completely betrayed the Japanese Empire. She has already given up. Completely reckless.

Of course that’s true. How dare he lie at this moment.

Wang Shen replied in horror.

 “I said...” Wang Shen made a wise choice.

"I said it, I said it all. My coming to the south this time was arranged by Xinjing..."

 He is actually not afraid of Zhang Yong.

 “I am a businessman…”

"yes."

 “I’m from Hangzhou…”

"anything else?"

  Turning to look at Qiu Yingpeng and Wang Shen. He said slowly: "What do you two think?"

 Otherwise…

 “My mission is to make money…”

 Have people bring tables and stools. And paper and pen.

 Okay, as long as the person you kill is not yourself.

No matter who kills the Japanese, he supports it.

 “The deposit is coming?”

 For her, killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing.

 However, if it is written down in black and white, it is definitely correct.

 Even if the Japanese kill themselves...

 “Where’s the money?”

  You can write intermittently. Write down everything you know. Squeeze all his value.

He is a teacher…

"No."

"I…"

 “Is the address correct?”

Hmm, no. Misremembered the time and space.

 She knows who Date Muneki is. Actually killed him anyway.

"I know."

 Zhang Yong waved his hand.

 “Come here!”

 “I only give you one chance.”

“At No. 25 Mingzhu Road.”

"I know."

“In terms of intelligence, I don’t know much…”

"I know."

 Zhang Yong looked calm. Harmless to humans and animals.

ˆ It seems that he understands Qiu Yingpeng’s words very well. However, Qiu Yingpeng was sweating on his forehead.

 The other party’s attitude is very cold!

 The consequence of indifference is worthlessness. The result of having no value is...

Hayakawa Haruko comes up with a knife.

This crazy woman's killing methods are really cold.

If Date Muneki knew that she would be so crazy, he shouldn't dare to stimulate her like that. He is totally looking for death!

 “I, I, I know one thing…”

"explain."

 “Over there at Jinling, the Presidential Palace…”

"explain."

 “There are people we bribed in the Presidential Palace…”

"oh?"

 Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.

In the Presidential Palace, are there people placed by Yoshiko Kawashima?

who is it?

This is a fatal danger!

 If it is Japanese invaders, the map will prompt you. However, there is nothing the traitors can do.

If the undercover agent arranged by Kawashima Yoshiko is Chinese. Maps can't help either. He can only rely on Zhang Yong's wisdom and find a way to solve it himself.

well…

 Another day to test your IQ.

 “Are you in contact with him?” Hayakawa Haruko suddenly asked.

 “No.” Qiu Yingpeng replied hurriedly.

 “Then how do you know?”

“I also overheard it. It was said by Yoshiko Kawashima herself.”

 “What did she say?”

“One day, she was drunk and said vaguely that there are some of our people in the presidential palace...”

"Yeah?"

 Zhang Yong was secretly suspicious.

 Spies in the presidential palace. Could it be that you are talking about Wang Zhaoming?

This guy is the biggest traitor, right?

But, it doesn’t feel like it.

In Wang Zhaoming’s eyes, Kawashima Yoshiko is not on the table.

Whether it was before or after his defection, Wang Zhaoming's status was much higher than that of Kawashima Yoshiko.

In the eyes of the Japanese, Wang Zhaoming's role is much more important than Yoshiko Kawashima and others.

 In other words, it is impossible for Yoshiko Kawashima to bribe Wang Zhaoming.

Moreover, the people around Wang Zhaoming don’t need Kawashima Yoshiko’s bribes. Therefore, this traitor must not be with Wang Zhaoming.

The people Yoshiko Kawashima wants to bribe must be the people around Chiang Kai-shek.

 Sigh, it’s so nerve-wracking…

 At the same time, Zhang Yong felt vaguely that Qiu Yingpeng was not completely telling the truth.

 He didn't have enough games. Purely intuitive.

 However, he is somewhat confident in his own intuition.

As the saying goes, if you are familiar with three hundred Tang poems, you can copy them even if you don't know how to recite them. That's pretty much what he is now.

 After working in the spy industry for more than a year, his eyesight has been somewhat tempered. It is comprehensively judged that Qiu Yingpeng may have concealed some key information.

Confession is like squeezing out toothpaste.

 It’s not that he didn’t say it.

 He said intermittently. Pick something unimportant to say.

 While avoiding being beaten, it can also effectively delay time. The purpose is to conceal the core facts.

However, he has not yet been able to discover what Qiu Yingpeng is hiding.

 At this time, Chen Hai came over.

 “Team leader! Everything has been moved.”

"How many?"

“Seven sacks in total. About three thousand pieces in each sack. Twenty-one thousand silver dollars in total.”

"good!"

 Zhang Yong nodded. Looking at Qiu Yingpeng.

 Qiu Yingpeng nodded hurriedly.

 “It’s seven, it’s seven…”

 “Only the ocean?”

 “Everything else was taken away.”

 “Who took it?”

“People sent by Yoshiko Kawashima. They took away all the banknotes and other things.”

 “Why haven’t these oceans been exchanged for silver notes?”

“It was originally going to be exchanged. According to the plan, it was going to be exchanged last month. But it was delayed because of something..."

ˆQiu Yingpeng’s tone was bitter.

If Zhang Yong came a little later, all the money would be gone.

However, if you don’t have money, it might be even worse. He might be stabbed to death directly.

The other party is totally seeking money rather than life!

 “Comer.”

 Zhang Yong also ordered tables and stools to be brought in. Prepare paper and pen.

 Let Qiu Yingpeng write down everything he knows. I can’t remember so much of what I said verbally. Black and white is the way to go.

This guy was very dishonest when he confessed, and he probably had a huge secret.

 The next moment, Zhang Yong went to search in person.

 Look through all the medicinal materials inside and out.

 Some larger medicinal materials are even split in the middle with a knife to see if there is anything hidden inside.

 The result is really a discovery.

“Team leader. Found two cameras and film.”

"oh?"

 Zhang Yong's expression changed.

Two cameras? What are you going to do?

  Does Qiu Yingpeng’s role require the use of a camera? Something's wrong...

check carefully. Found two Canon cameras. Pure Japanese product. The quality is very good. It's a masterpiece at first glance.

The issue is…

  What does Qiu Yingpeng need a camera for? Taking photos of medicinal materials?

  Turning to look at Qiu Yingpeng.

  Qiu Yingpeng's forehead began to break into a cold sweat.

 Zhang Yong knew there was something in it.

Sure enough, this guy is avoiding the important and taking the easy! All previous confessions were irrelevant.

　　Okay, let’s sweat slowly!

 Handlessly pulled up a stool and sat down.

 Asahakawa Haruko pursed her lips.

Hayakawa Haruko wields a dagger.

"I said, I said..." Qiu Yingpeng couldn't hold it any longer.

**** it!

　　Crazy woman, don’t come here!

 The camera was discovered. Film was also found. What’s the point of denying it?

Who knows what this crazy woman will do to herself?

It would be easier if he killed him with one sword. I'm afraid she didn't kill her with one blow, then...

 “I used it to take pictures of Longhua Airport.”

 “How to shoot?”

“I take a plane once a month, from Shanghai to Jinling, then stay there for two days, and then fly back…”

“While at the airport, did you take photos of military aircraft?” “Yes.”

 Qiu Yingpeng answered hurriedly.

 Zhang Yong feels that things are definitely not that simple.

 To take photos, do you need to fly?

 In the past, Longhua Airport was basically a chicken coop, and outsiders could enter and exit at will.

 There must be something fishy...

 Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

“You went to Jinling to give money to the traitor in the Presidential Palace, right?”

"no no…"

ˆ Qiu Yingpeng subconsciously denied it. Then it turned out bad.

 His denial is almost the same as admission.

As expected, Zhang Yong looked calm and asked slowly: "Who is he?"

"I don't know him..." Qiu Yingpeng said hurriedly, "We have never met. I always put the money in the designated place and then leave."

 “You really don’t know me?” Zhang Yong was dubious.

Suddenly, a vague voice came, "Film...photos..."

 Zhang Yong’s eyes gradually brightened.

 Looking at Qiu Yingpeng silently.

Qiu Yingpeng couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

 Zhang Yong took the camera over and said slowly: "There are photos of him in the film, right?"

 “No…” Qiu Yingpeng denied it subconsciously again.

 Then I realized something was wrong.

 It’s not that his mental quality is not good. yes…

  There are indeed photos of the other party in the film.

Just now, he realized that this problem was very fatal. It was his own illegal operation.

 He sends money repeatedly every month. There are quite a few. So I was more or less curious. Want to know who the other person is. However, it is impossible for him to meet the other party. This is discipline. He dare not violate it. However, he couldn't help but hide in the dark and use his camera to take pictures of the people passing by.

 Actually, he didn’t know who the other party was. However, he felt that the other party must be in the crowd.

As long as you compare photos repeatedly, you can confirm the target.

So, pondering becomes a kind of fun.

 The life of a spy is actually boring sometimes. Pondering can be a good way to pass the time.

However, he did not dare to develop the photos.

 He also knew that once the photos were exposed, there could be serious consequences.

 He was thinking that if something happened, he would immediately pull out the film and expose it. Then it's okay. After the film is exposed, there is nothing left.

 However, he did not expect that Zhang Yong would come so quickly. He didn't have time to react.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late to deal with it. At this time, he knew that he was dead.

The only hope is that the camera will not be found.

  Or found. But he didn't know how to operate it and accidentally exposed the film inside.

 However, what ended up happening was the worst-case scenario.

 Zhang Yong got the camera.

 The film has not been exposed either.

Furthermore, Zhang Yong accurately guessed that the traitor was among the photos taken.

 This is very fatal...

Qiu Yingpeng felt that he was facing death on both sides.

He accidentally betrayed such an important undercover agent, can he still survive?

No, even Haruko Hayakawa took back the dagger. Apparently he felt there was no need to kill him. He is dead.

 For a spy, he, Qiu Yingpeng, was finished.

"You guys continue."

 Zhang Yong decided to post the photos immediately.

 He also wanted to know who the traitor was. He actually went undercover inside the presidential palace.

 Need to take photos immediately.

 The first thing that comes to mind is New Era Photo Studio.

 The one on Fourth Avenue.

 Underground party stronghold.

 “Chen Hai.”

"arrive."

"Come with me."

"yes."

 Zhang Yong set off quickly.

Come to the vicinity of New Era Photo Studio.

Accident.

 The map shows that there are actually five yellow dots here.

do what?

 Why are there so many underground parties? Is there a meeting going on?

 Hmm, it seems like I came at the wrong time...

 Look at the film in your hand. Do you want to change a photo studio?

 Finally shook his head.

Wouldn't it be just right if it were an underground party meeting?

Just in time to go in and see the future bosses...

Last time so many big bosses had a meeting, he didn't go in. I always felt a little regretful afterwards.

 Must go in this time.

 Make a polite inspection.

 Then he shook hands with this person and said: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades..."

He shook hands with that person again, patted the other person's shoulder, and said with sincerity: "Comrade, do your best, I'm optimistic about you..."

Ha ha!

 Estimated to be beaten to death.

If you are familiar with someone, your face will probably be livid.

make up one's mind.

go!

 “Didi!”

 “Didi!”

 Slow down your speed. Honking the horn deliberately loudly. Give the other person a heads up.

 So as not to be caught off guard and cause misunderstandings between the two parties. If the gun goes off, it would be a tragedy. Then it's not the comrades who have worked hard, but the sworn enemies...

 Sure enough, I found that those yellow dots were moving. Apparently it has been noticed.

　　Okay, then it’ll be fine.

Deliberately move forward slowly.

 Saw the little girl standing outside the door. He should be the one responsible for the lookout.

 Seeing a vehicle approaching, she immediately turned around and ran in. It should be to notify the people inside. Sure enough, she is a smart little girl! Thirteen years later, she will probably be a grown-up girl, just in time to welcome the new China...

 Stop the car.

get off.

 Zhang Yong deliberately slowed down his pace to give the opponent ample time to hide.

 He thought those underground parties would move. As a result, it didn't. They are still gathered in the photo studio.

All right. None of them were armed. Then it'll be fine.

As long as Zhang Yong doesn't shoot, everyone will be in peace.

 Come to the door of the photo studio.

 Go in.

 Look around.

 Surprisingly, there is no one I know.

 They are all strangers.

 Their eyes fell on Zhang Yong very naturally.

 There is nothing unusual about it. They are all masters.

 As a side note, they should all have a certain level. In the future, it will be at least the county and regiment level.

 For Zhang Yong in his previous life, street directors were very important officials. Let alone the county and regiment level? Maybe there may be one or two prefecture-level cities in the future...

 Look away. Pretend you don't know anyone.

"boss!"

 “Here, here, Captain Zhang…”

“I am the Inspector General now. Call me Commissioner Zhang.”

 “Okay, Mr. Commissioner…”

 “Help me print out these two films.”

"OK."

 “I’ll wait here. Give it to me immediately after it’s dried.”

"understand."

 “The film is very important. Don’t ruin it.”

 “No, no.”

Boss Zhao immediately took the camera and went into the darkroom to get busy.

 Zhang Yong turned to look at the people around him again. I really want to shake their hands and say, comrades, thank you for your hard work.

But in the end I didn’t dare. Worried about being beaten up by future bosses.

Suddenly, a vague voice came to my ears: "Radio station...Huang Zhicheng..."

 Zhang Yong had a thought.

Whose voice is this?

He should be from an underground party nearby.

 Are they worried about Huang Zhicheng?

 They actually know Huang Zhicheng’s real name?

 Wrong…

Huang Zhicheng may not be his real name.

 Just like Liu Xinjie, he may have forgotten what his real name is...

But why are they so nervous?

Haven't Huang Zhicheng come out of the concession yet?

 Oh, it’s possible.

 The Japanese invaders have not yet lifted the blockade of the concession. Huang Zhicheng couldn't get out.

 Zhang Yong was also unable to provide help directly.

 It is impossible for him to reveal Huang Zhicheng's identity. That would be dangerous.

 So, Zhang Yong came out of the concession with his own troops. He has a bunch of passes on him, so he can travel freely.

 In fact, what the Japanese invaders wanted to arrest were the "rebels" from Ttech. If Huang Zhicheng was brave enough, he could come out. However, considering the importance of the three radio stations, Huang Zhicheng certainly did not dare to take risks.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yong said casually: "You'd better not go to the concession these days. Otherwise, it will bring you trouble."

 “What happened in the concession?” asked a bearded man.

“The Japanese are arresting the rebels within them,” Zhang Yong said, “temporarily blocking the exit of the concession.”

 “The rebels within them?”

"Yes. The Japanese invaders had internal strife. After the February 26th Incident in Tokyo, the Japanese invaders had internal strife between the army and navy, and the army and THT. They killed each other."

 “Is there such a thing?”

“So, don’t run around if you have nothing to do. To avoid causing trouble.”

 “So there is such a thing.”

So he continued to remain silent.

 Zhang Yong didn’t say anything either.

  Wait patiently.

finally…

 The photos are ready.

 Zhang Yong took it over and looked at it carefully.

 Suddenly, a figure caught his attention.

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)