Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 946: , the emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers

Chapter 946: The emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers

Look at your watch. Nine p.m.

Zhang Yong silently raised the telescope. Observing the entrance and exit not far away.

This place is where Qiu Yingpeng took the photos. He was hiding here, taking pictures of people coming in and out in the distance.

That side is actually the entrance to a market. Entering is a lively street.

There are many shops on both sides of the street.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the unspoken rule is a curfew. But it's still lively here.

It is probably a rare night market in Jinling.

Many senior staff in suits were sitting on the street, drinking and talking and laughing.

I even saw people in military uniforms, officers at the rank of major, sitting on the street, drinking, talking and laughing.

Hope he isn't.

Hold up the telescope.

ˆ It is estimated that he has stayed in the presidential palace for a long time and is not used to the outside world.

There are yellow dots coming quietly.

"This guy…"

In the photo, there are only people coming in and out.

This street seems to be called Food Street? It really lives up to its name. The whole street is selling food.

“Commissioner Zhang…”

I saw it was Zhang Yong. The tense expression on his face softened.

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

"who?"

He came quietly behind Wang Shengping, and the other party didn't even notice. So, he stretched out his hand and held Wang Shengping's shoulder.

“I have no experience…”

He walked along the street to the end. Then he paused for a moment, then turned back. Obviously searching both sides of the street carefully.

Very simple delivery technique. But very effective.

“I noticed you just now. You walked from the street to the end of the street and back again. What do you want to buy? You walked twice and couldn’t find it?”

Watching Wang Shengping enter the street.

Take out Qiu Yingpeng’s photo.

There is a constant stream of people coming and going.

However, after Wang Shengping entered, he did not buy anything.

Huh?

It’s actually him?

What is he doing here?

He is an undercover agent of the Red Party, so it is impossible for him to betray information to the Japanese invaders.

Zhang Yong silently monitored the map and found no abnormalities, so he entered the food street directly.

The traitor must die.

The place where he put the money was under a flower pot in the middle of the street. Put the money under the flower pot.

Hideaway.

Wang Shengping’s actions are so abnormal.

What’s wrong!

If you don’t stay at the Presidential Palace, why not come out to join in the fun!

If you continue like this, something will happen sooner or later.

“I, I, came to buy something…”

Suddenly, my mind moved.

Zhang Yong noticed that his expression just now was obviously frightened. There are many flaws.

“I know you. We met during the day. What are you doing here?”

If someone from the Party Affairs Investigation Department were here, they would notice him immediately.

How can you just look at it? Cover it up somewhat.

Weird…

Wang Shengping turned around quickly.

Soon, Wang Shengping appeared in sight.

Otherwise, even if he is a red party member, he must be killed.

In this context, it does not seem strange to see one or two men or women wearing Mao suits. No one will pay special attention.

Whoever he is.

Qiu Yingpeng didn’t know exactly where the traitor went to meet up.

“I bought pear flower paste. I didn’t find it.”

“It’s summer now, where can I get the pear paste?”

“I thought there was!”

“Go back quickly! It’s not safe here! People from the Party Affairs Investigation Department are hunting for red party members everywhere. If they find out what you are like now, they might think you are a red party member.”

“I’ll go back now, just go back.”

“Go quickly!”

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Wang Shengping left in a hurry. Never looked back.

Surveillance maps show that he has indeed been leaving. He didn't quietly turn back midway.

At the same time, there is no second yellow dot within the monitoring range.

In other words, he is not here to connect. He probably wasn't here to pick up any items.

If it is a joint or a handover of items, there must be a specific address or a password. You won't run around like this.

But I didn’t know the details, so I came to check it out. Maybe more than once. It was also photographed by Qiu Yingpeng.

Leave the food street.

Continue to observe. Until late at night.

Never found again.

Tonight, only one suspect appears. That’s Wang Shengping.

By early morning, the food street was finally empty. There's an official curfew outside. Zhang Yong had no choice but to go back home.

After midnight, it was impossible for anyone to take to the streets. Especially the suspects.

　Verification documents must be checked at each level. It will leave a lot of traces.

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"yes."

Lead the team back to Dajiaochang Airport.

Just in time for the midnight snack here. Have a full meal immediately. Then take a shower and go to bed.

The next morning I woke up and received another call from the attendant’s office. Ask him to go to the presidential palace.

So he entered the Presidential Palace again.

"director…"

“Something happened last night.”

"What's up?"

“Lu Shouchang is dead.”

“Who is he?”

“From the confidential room. Second-level clerk. One of the suspects who took away confidential documents.”

“How did you die?”

“The report from the police station stated that he was drunk, accidentally fell into the water, and drowned.”

“Drown?”

“Yes. The police department was the first to arrive at the scene. Because there was no ID on the deceased, it took a long time to find out that he was a staff member of the Presidential Palace.”

"Drown. That's fine. Cover the eyes and ears of others. Outsiders won't suspect..."

“The opponent is very clever.”

"Let me go to the scene first. It just so happens that someone drowned, so I will use this matter to start an investigation!"

"good."

Director Lin nodded.

The opponent is indeed not simple. Lu Shouchang was arranged to drown.

Obviously, the opponent does not want to attract attention from the squire room. As it happened, the attendants themselves did not want to draw attention to themselves.

He wanted to speak but stopped.

Actually, Zhang Yong thought of something.

He felt that this Lu Shouchang might not be the real traitor.

It is entirely possible for a Japanese spy to kill him and then pose as a traitor. This way, the real mole can continue to lurk.

But these are inferences. There is no evidence to support this. So, hold on.

Zhang Yong is not good at handling cases according to normal procedures. At this time, foreign aid must be invited.

What foreign aid does Jinling have?

The first thing that comes to mind is Huang Benkuan. That old policeman. Underground party.

　　Huang Benkuan was responsible for many peripheral tasks in the previous investigation of spies in the Military Senate. In this case, let’s invite him this time.

Come out of the Presidential Palace.

Call the police headquarters first. State your identity.

“䱱is…”

“I am Zhang Yong! Inspector of the Military and Political Commission!”

"Please wait!"

The other side didn't dare to neglect and reported it in a hurry.

Not long after, Zhang Yong heard a familiar voice. It's Police Chief Li Shizhen.

oh? It's actually him? He actually answered the phone in person?

hey-hey. A bit complacent.

Zhang Yong is also where he is today.

In the past, I was just a small role, and it was impossible to talk directly to Li Shizhen.

But now, he is qualified to face Li Shizhen directly. He called and Li Shizhen answered it personally. very good. He just likes the feeling of a villain succeeding.

“Director General, excuse me.” Of course, basic courtesy is still required. Be polite first and then fight!

There seems to be no grudge between him and the Police Headquarters.

There is no grudge against the Gendarmerie Headquarters either. There are still interests **** with Gu Bafeng.

The only person who conflicts with him is Xuan Tiewu.

“Commissioner Zhang…”

Over there, Li Shizhen is also very enthusiastic.

They are all old foxes who have been practicing for thousands of years. Naturally, the words in that scene were filled with extravagance, and the tongue was full of flowers.

Zhang Yong is not inferior either. They also responded with all kinds of gorgeous words. It's also very resonant.

The business exchanges lasted half an hour before we got to the point.

“Director General, I would like to ask you how many people you want to secondment.”

"Say, Commissioner. Whoever you want, I will deploy it immediately. Even if you want me, an old man, I will go there immediately."

"That's too serious. That's too serious. Director-General, you are my elder. You are not allowed to say such things. Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning. In fact, I just want to second Huang Benkuan for a period of time. I have been seconded before. He's good at his job. He's a veteran. Someone drowned in the confidential room, so we have to ask him to help."

"No problem. I have arranged for him to arrive at the scene in advance. After you go to the scene, just ask him to take orders from you."

“Thank you, Director General.”

Zhang Yong smiled. Another round of flattery passed by.

Smiling on the outside, but numb behind the scenes. Then you have to do a good job of superficiality first.

Zhang Yong cannot learn from his good ones, and he can learn from his bad ones without a teacher. After being soaked in the big dye vat of Guodang for more than a year, I have become very good at flattering.

hang up the phone.

Rush to the scene.

The scene is near the Qinhuai River.

　　 is a branch of a river. Finally it merges into the Qinhuai River.

As far as how deep the river is, it is at most the waist of an adult.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to drown an adult. However, there is an exception for drunkenness.

“Huang Benkuan.”

“Sir.”

"what's the situation?"

“To be sure, it was indeed drowning.”

“Did you suffer no other injuries before entering the water?”

"not found."

“There’s water in your lungs?”

“Yes. A lot. Choking in water. Turning white. Definitely drowning.”

"oh."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Basic common sense, if you fall into the water after death, your lungs will not be choked by water. In true drowning, a large amount of water will accumulate in the lungs and turn white.

For Huang Benkuan, such basic criminal investigation is still very clear.

So, the most likely possibility is that Lu Shouchang was pushed into the water after he was drunk.

The enemy must have induced him to drink.

Then he was deliberately induced to take the road by the river.

In dangerous areas, push him into the water with a gentle push. Then drowned.

It’s a pity that there is no video surveillance.

If it were the future, there would be cameras everywhere and the case would be solved in minutes.

“Lao Huang.”

“Sir.”

"I told your director-general that you will be seconded to help me handle the case again. From now on, you will use my name to start the investigation."

"clear."

"If you encounter anyone who obstructs you, tell me my name. I will supervise him."

"OK."

“This is the case handling fund. You take it first. Don’t be stingy about using it. If it’s not enough, give it back.”

"clear."

Huang Benkuan took the banknote.

He was used to wealthy men like Zhang Yong.

As the old saying goes, the emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers. But few actually do it. As it happens, Zhang Yong really did it.

No matter who it is, as long as they do something for him, money will open the way.

I will never treat you badly at any time.

You just have to keep your head down and do the work.

“Go!”

"yes."

Huang Benkuan has gone.

Zhang Yong then ignored the matter.

He is not a professional, so he should not interfere with Huang Benkuan's thinking.

What he is good at is catching Japanese spies.

So, we still have to start with the Japanese spies.

Japanese spy…

Film…

Suddenly I remembered that I still had a film on me. It was found from a Japanese spy.

After searching it, I never had time to post it. So, what exactly is in it. Zhang Yong doesn’t know either.

Just right, I have time now. Go and take photos.

Walking along the street. Find a photo studio. As a result, I couldn't find it for a long time.

Finally, I stopped a patrolman and asked, only to learn that there was no photo studio nearby. Going to Grand Admiralty Road.

All right. At that time, photo studios were indeed relatively rare. Photography is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Come to Grand Admiralty Road.

A yellow dot was found.

two…

Three…

Four...

Huh? So many yellow dots?

What are you doing? Is it the underground party in Jinling having a meeting?

With so many people gathered together, are you not afraid of being taken over by Xu Enzeng? Oh, Xu En was in Shanghai...

keep going.

Discover a photo studio.

Those yellow dots happen to be in the photo studio.

This is…

New era photo studio?

Having a meeting?

Get closer.

Found out that it is not.

The name of the photo studio is Lao Zhou.

Oh, the boss’s surname should be Zhou.

As we got closer, we unexpectedly discovered that Zeng Guangyuan was actually there.

Haha, what a coincidence.

Zeng Guangyuan also looked strange when he saw Zhang Yong.

Of course he knows his identity. There is no secret in front of Zhang Yong.

However, Zhang Yong never leaked it. He was relieved. Unexpectedly, during the impromptu meeting today, we would meet Zhang Yong again.

“Boss Zeng.” Zhang Yong greeted him with a normal expression, “What a coincidence.”

“Mr. Commissioner.” Zeng Guangyuan stood up and asked doubtfully, “What are you doing here...”

“Show off your photo.”

“Oh. Old Zhou, Old Zhou, showing off your photos!”

“Okay, okay.”

That old Zhou is old, wearing reading glasses, and his movements are a little slow.

Zhang Yong handed him the film. At the same time, he repeatedly warned.

“This is information captured by Japanese spies. There may be secrets in it. You must not mess it up.”

“Okay, okay, okay.”

Lao Zhou agreed. Take the film and go into the darkroom inside.

Zhang Yong looked around and found that there was a phone. Hey. rare. It actually has a telephone.

It seems that this photo studio should be a stronghold carefully arranged by the underground party. Telephones are installed, obviously for easy contact. Otherwise, why would you be willing to spend so much money?

“Boss Zeng, how is business lately?” Zhang Yong turned to ask Zeng Guangyuan.

Since we are acquaintances, it is good to take the opportunity to talk.

　　By the way, reveal some information to the other party.

“Not good.” Zeng Guangyuan responded vaguely.

“By the way. Ask me if anyone wants tungsten sand.” Zhang Yong got to the point.

“Tungsten sand?” Zeng Guangyuan and the other two looked at each other.

“Yes. Tungsten sand. I have it. Three hundred tons.”

“Only foreigners want…”

"Then help me ask and introduce someone, one hundred oceans. Regardless of whether the deal is made or not, I will give you one hundred oceans."

"this…"

“Sir Commissioner, I seem to have heard that Boss Xu from Wanfeng Freight in Shanghai seems to be trying to find out who has tungsten sand…”

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong pretended to be surprised.

Actually, what he wanted to catch was Xu Sheng, a good guy.

Previously, he pretended to be the Japanese navy's Red Deer and threatened Xu Sheng to buy tungsten sand, just to make him come to him.

As a result, after so many days, Xu Sheng remained silent.

It seems that Xu Sheng doesn’t know about the information about tungsten sand that he has. Or maybe they know it, but they don’t dare to come to them directly.

Okay, if that's the case, then turn your hand over. Let the underground party also get some oil and water.

"Okay. Boss Zeng, please help me contact Boss Xu to see if he wants tungsten sand. The price is negotiable. It only costs 400 oceans per ton."

“Four hundred oceans…”

"Yes. You talk to Boss Xu, no matter how much the price is, if it exceeds four hundred oceans, you will make the profit."

"All right…"

Zeng Guangyuan agreed.

Zhang Yong was about to speak when Lao Zhou came out.

He looked a little strange.

"What's the matter?"

“Commissioner, that film...”

"broken?"

"No."

“What’s the matter?”

“It seems that military secrets are involved…”

"I gonna go see!"

Zhang Yong's heart moved and he hurriedly entered the darkroom.

Military secrets…

Japanese spy…

Looking at the photo of the rope still dripping with water, Zhang Yong squinted his eyes and observed carefully.

Vaguely, I seemed to see the words "Songhu Operation Strategy" written on it. My mind went blank for a moment. Then I thought of the theft of confidential documents from the presidential palace.

It can’t be such a coincidence, right?

God feeds me again?

The film seized in advance is actually a stolen confidential document?

But the place where the Japanese spies were captured was in Shanghai! Not in Jinling. Could it be that the Japanese invaders brought confidential documents to Shanghai so quickly?

Wrong. Probably not a file. Instead, I quickly took photos and sent them to Shanghai.

Because time was tight, the spy did not have time to develop the photos. Just bring the film.

This should be…

So, here comes the question, where are the confidential documents?

　　may be destroyed.

Or it is hidden.

but!

These are not important.

Even the film is not important! It’s okay if the content is leaked.

The important thing is…

Catch that traitor!

It is certain that the traitor is definitely not Lu Shouchang!

It is impossible for such an important traitor to be killed like this. not worth it.

Come out of the darkroom. pick up the phone.

He wanted to call back to Shanghai Station and ask about the Japanese spy.

etc…

What was the name of the captured spy?

What is Xiaonan?

**** it. I didn’t ask carefully at the time.

Thought it would be enough to leave it to Shanghai Station. It has nothing to do with yourself. So I didn't care.

Unexpectedly, the film this guy was carrying was the document stolen from the confidential room. So, if we work backwards, maybe we can find the traitor?

Theoretically this is the case...

Call back to Shanghai Station. Contact Chen Gongshu directly. He must be the one responsible for interrogating the Japanese spies.

“Deputy Station Director Chen, it’s me. Zhang Yong.”

"What's up?"

“Is that spy still there?”

“Here.”

"Okay. Be careful not to let him die. I may have information that needs to be interrogated."

"It's no use. Already tortured. Nothing said. This guy still wants to die. We don't dare to let go of the rag in his mouth."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong frowned.

Is that Japanese spy so tough?

Even Chen Gongshu couldn't do anything? Then I definitely can’t do it myself!