Look at the time, it's noon.

Prepare to find a place to have a meal.

I want to have a good meal, but I don't want to pay for it myself...

Suddenly, the radar map showed an acquaintance appeared nearby.

Check it out and found it was Dickens.

Oh, the real person appears.

It is unclear whether the other party and Catherine are MI5 or MI7.

However, there is one thing that Zhang Yong knows. That is, if things are important, serious, and the key, Dickens must be the one who comes forward.

No matter which country, women are auxiliary roles. The ones who really take the lead are men. The intelligence department is of course no exception.

It seems that the telegram sent by himself attracted the attention of the British.

They began to attach great importance to themselves.

That's how people are.

If the knife doesn’t cut the flesh, it doesn’t hurt.

It doesn't matter if others beat you to death.

But if you are threatened, you will not be able to calm down.

I deliberately stood in an empty place and waited for Dickens to come over.

Sure enough, Dickens appeared soon.

He saw Zhang Yong.

After observing the surroundings for a moment, Dickens walked over.

"open."

"Dickens."

The two greeted each other indifferently.

No politeness, no false intentions.

Zhang Yong knew that the other party was going straight to the point and needed substantial negotiations.

"Zhang, let's find a place..."

"I haven't eaten yet."

"It just so happened. I didn't eat either. I'll treat you."

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong nodded. Lunch was settled.

The two entered the concession and found a Portuguese restaurant in Lisbon Navigator.

The location is quite remote. Few people may find it here.

Don’t want to make money by opening the restaurant here?

"The owner of this restaurant is Mr. Raphael, a veteran navigator who has been to the Antarctic and the Arctic."

"There is also a Miss Lilu who is the heir to the Agot Chamber of Commerce."

Dickens' brief introduction.

Come outside the restaurant. Dickens rang a bell.

A moment later, a drunk, white-bearded old man appeared, rosacea, and his face was blushed.

There are many scars on my face and neck. I guess there are more on my body.

It's indeed like an old sailor. It's weathered.

"Mr. Raphael..."

"Stop! You still owe me seven pounds and five pence!"

"I'll give it to you now."

Dickens took out eight pound notes, all of which were worth one pound.

The white-bearded old man took it over, put it away, and did not seek change. Then he looked at Zhang Yong, nodded and said nothing.

"Mr. Raphael." Zhang Yong greeted politely.

"I won't call you Mr. Commissioner." Raphael responded in a nagging manner.

Zhang Yong:...

OK. You know who I am.

I wouldn't have come to such a remote restaurant if there was no one to lead the way.

"please!"

"please!"

Enter the restaurant.

There are no guests inside.

Empty.

After sitting down, Zhang Yong looked around.

There are many navigational portraits hanging on the walls of the restaurant, and there are many navigational tools and other things.

There are also many flintlock rifles, both in length and in length.

Check the radar signs. There are prompts to find them.

In other words, these flintlock rifles can be fired and can also be used.

Only when you see these things remind people of it that hundreds of years ago, Portugal seemed to have been one of the overlords on this earth.

In the Age of Discovery, Portugal also had its own glory.

Although it has come to an end now, there are still many overseas colonies. Brazil is a colony of Portugal.

In the southernmost part of China, there is also Macau...

Look down at the menu.

Slightly frowning. It's so expensive.

A very ordinary steak costs five dollars.

In the Western Restaurant of Kangle Park in Shanghai Concession, the same steak is just a big ocean!

The price difference is more than ten times!

It seems that this restaurant does not want to open.

No wonder there wasn't a single guest at noon.

But it seems that the area is still large, and I don’t know how to make a living.

I always feel something is wrong...

“So expensive.”

“Good value for money.”

"You treat me."

"certainly."

Dickens replied with a smile.

Zhang Yong then put down the menu and was too lazy to read it.

It is so expensive that you can't pay for it unless someone else treats you.

They are all profiteers...

"Drink? The wine here is very good."

"good."

Zhang Yong said there was no problem.

He can't drink white wine. He can still taste some red wine.

So I called a bottle of wine.

The price is actually fifty dollars.

It's really crazy...

"Zhang, your approach has seriously harmed the security of our country." Dickens spoke.

"Are you talking about the telegram about your battleship?" Zhang Yong's expression was plain.

"Yes. You leaked our military secrets. It's very serious."

"I didn't send that telegram."

"Zhang, I won't believe it. It must be you."

"I said no."

Zhang Yong did not shake his head, and his tone did not fluctuate.

Denied it with stern words.

Lies with your eyes open.

There is no turmoil in my heart.

He has learned all these basic skills.

It is useless to play cleverly with these bigwigs in the intelligence community.

However, outsiders really cannot catch any evidence for this matter. Because that frequency can be used by anyone.

Before, a third party had sent messages on that frequency. Later, there was no news.

So, he denies what he wants to do.

silence.

A girl waiter served the steak and put it in place.

Then send the wine. After the display, open it and pour wine for the two of them.

Zhang Yong reached out to pat the waiter on the back of the waiter and took out a pocket pistol from behind her. Browning M1906.

Very beautiful palm thunder, but only empty guns, magazines, and no bullets inside.

He looked at it with a pistol, then inserted it back to the other person's waist.

This is a real gun. I don't know what it means.

Are you a waiter and you still bring a gun to work?

There is no need for Chicago to do this, right?

"Their restaurant's specialty," Dickens said, "everyone has a gun."

"But why there are no bullets?" Zhang Yong asked.

"If there were bullets and you slapped her ass like this, she would really shoot."

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what business Miss Lilu Agot does?"

"have no idea."

"arms."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyebrows raised.

arms?

Rare.

The Portuguese still do this?

I thought only Sicilians were so awesome?

"Portuguese merchant ships will not be inspected or intercepted by the Japanese. This is a great advantage."

"Did the Japanese just watch her transport arms?"

"You said it wrong. It was not transporting it. It was transporting it. From your Huaxia, transport the arms back to Europe."

"etc……"

Zhang Yong suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The arms business you mentioned is not selling arms to China?

Instead, collect arms from China and sell them to Europe? What is this? Is it against Tiangang?

This is the first time I have heard of this world for so long.

I tilted my head and thought about it. I thought it seriously. But I really couldn't think of any business opportunities this reverse operation could have.

"The arms arrived in Europe, changed the label and then shipped to South America."

"South America?"

"Yes. Many people over there need arms. The same is true for Africa."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong gradually understood.

It turns out that I still buy at a low price and sell at a high price.

The prices of weapons and ammunition in Europe are very high, and the trade is relatively formal.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to get a lot of weapons and equipment.

Only the chaotic China has various possibilities.

Collect weapons and ammunition from China, then transport them to Europe, put a card, right, it is an official brand, process it, pretending to be European goods.

This way, the price soars. Then you can sell it to places where you need it.

There are many warlords in South America and Africa. Many places are very chaotic.

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"Miss Lilu is really powerful!"

"Is the navigator back then?"

Dickens has a meaningful meaning. It seems to mean something.

Zhang Yong vaguely understood the other party's meaning. The so-called navigator is actually a pirate.

Starting from the earliest Viking pirates, Portugal, Spain, and Great Britain were once the best among pirates and committed countless evils.

Now that the times have progressed, the name pirate has gradually faded away. However, the essence remains unchanged.

They are still sharks hidden in the dark, and they will go wherever there is a smell of blood.

If you have the chance, take a bite.

If there is no chance, just watch quietly next to you.

When the world's powers are all staring at those lively areas, who will pay attention to those dark corners?

However, in those dark corners, there are wars, massacres, and weapons and ammunition. Hidden pirates can also make profits with blood. Perhaps it is not US dollars, not pounds. But gold, diamonds, and gems

It's ivory...

"Zhang, what conditions do you need?" Dickens pulled the topic back.

"It's really not what I posted." Zhang Yong continued to deny.

silence.

Cut your head to eat.

"Where did your intelligence come from?"

"I said it. I really didn't send the telegram."

"We have investigated Safiya. No one is betraying the relevant information."

"So, do you think it's me?"

"yes."

Dickens answered yes.

Zhang Yong had a secret resentment in his heart.

Sure enough, it is difficult for guys like Daying to fool them.

They don’t need any evidence. They determine that you are you. Maybe they have adopted the exclusion method?

In no other possible situation, he, Zhang Yong, was the only suspect.

"If it were me, what do you want?"

"Of course I hope to build a friendly relationship."

"If I don't agree, you will kill me, right?"

“This is the last choice.”

Dickens admitted it bluntly.

Indeed, they would not allow such threats to exist.

He will definitely do everything possible to kill the opponent, even if it requires a heavy price.

No matter how important the price is, it is not as valuable as the Royal Navy.

If the Royal Navy's intelligence is leaked all the time, the consequences will be unimaginable. It will be completely exposed.

"Then I'll wait and see." Zhang Yong straightened his waist.

Threat me?

Come on! I was so scared that I graduated!

The Japanese can't kill me, let alone you. You are not afraid of open and hidden arrows.

"Benefit!"

"Zhang, I know, what you want is money."

"You betray our Royal Navy's secret information and want to gain rich benefits!"

"But, the Germans won't give it to you! They have no money at all!"

Dickens suddenly became sharp.

Zhang Yong:...

Somewhat harsh, but the truth is.

Indeed, the Germans cannot afford to sell out the British intelligence.

Why did Xiaomoustache start wars continuously? It’s not that she likes it. There is no other way except war.

I owe others so much money, but I can't afford it at all through normal channels.

Only war, the account will be cancelled directly.

All are finished.

Under such circumstances, the German intelligence department could not take out dollars or anything to trade with him Zhang Yong.

Because there isn't at all!

And he didn't need other things, Zhang Yong either.

He doesn't need anything that cannot be directly cashed in, including arms. He now has it.

Including the 75mm Italian cannon, the system can be provided.

All he needs now is money. It's really only money.

silence.

"We can give you a piece of land!"

"What?"

"Land! Lots of land!"

"Tell me in detail."

“We have a lot of land overseas. We can give it to you.”

"Tell me in detail."

“India, Australia, Canada, South Africa, Middle East…”

"Let me think about it."

Zhang Yong admitted that he could not withstand the temptation.

If the temptation of money is 100, then the temptation of land is 10,000.

Few Chinese people can withstand the temptation of land.

Even if it is a land where only vegetables can be grown.

He, Zhang Yong, also wants to own his own private land, preferably the kind of independent kingdom.

Don’t think about expanding territory in China. But you can go abroad! And you don’t want to go to Southeast Asia. It’s hot and humid.

Mainly, Southeast Asia has no resources. It is useless to go wherever it is. The transportation is not convenient.

Of course, we need to go to those who have future development prospects.

Gradually occupy it. Then look for spokespersons. Find the puppet in front of the curtain.

Hiding behind the scenes, manipulating themselves and building an independent kingdom.

"Do you want a plantation in South Africa? We can give you one."

“How big is it?”

“Ten thousand acres.”

“How old?”

"Ten thousand acres!"

"ah……"

Zhang Yong's mind was spinning.

How many ten thousand acres are there?

System, help with conversions quickly.

Oh, it's 40 square kilometers...

etc!

Forty square kilometers?

Ao, ao, this area is indeed quite large!

There are many castles that can be built. It has a small independent kingdom.

The problem is...

It's in South Africa!

so far away!

The climate is not very good either.

Moreover, South Africa is far away from the center of the world.

I want to continue to disrupt the world, but the distance is still too far.

Want. But not the first choice.

"It would be great if it was ten thousand acres of beautiful land..."

"Zhang, you're too greedy."

"Tell me casually. Talk me casually."

Zhang Yong beat him haha.

Ten thousand acres of beautiful land. Very valuable.

During the Civil War, the land in the western part of the beautiful country was so cheap that it could even be given for free.

But now it's not possible. Prices have skyrocketed long ago. Ten thousand acres of land are worth at least one million dollars or even several million dollars.

Of course, the British Empire could not have been so big.

Shut up.

This is just a word.

Both sides are still testing.

If you have time, you still need to add more information and continue to muddle the water.

I won’t do construction, but I can do it best to destroy it.

It makes the whole world nervous.

"Zhang, I hope you think carefully. We are very serious."

"Oh, the person who monitored me appeared again. Did you arrange it? I'm going to pull him out now."

“We are sincere.”

"Okay. I'm going to catch people now. Do you want to watch the fun?"

"No."

Dickens refused.

Zhang Yong then buried his head in the rest of the steak.

He drank all the red wine in the glass again.

Stand up.

Go out.

Go and catch people!

【To be continued】
Chapter completed!