Zhang Yong drove his motorcycle to the entrance of the concession.

Because they were going to board a yacht, there was no use having too many people. Therefore, Zhang Yong only led a small team.

At the entrance of the concession, Li Yuanqing was not seen. Instead, Catherine was seen. She seemed to be waiting for Zhang Yong's arrival here.

"open!"

She greeted warmly.

Zhang Yong looked around and didn't see Dickens.

Yes, it’s definitely not good for Catherine to come to see you. But let’s listen to what she says first.

If possible, get a British ship.

Preferably a battleship...

Yachts and the like are actually not very safe.

Wouldn't it be terrible if we encountered a Japanese destroyer or gunboat?

It is still unclear whether there are Japanese gunboats along the coast. But if there are, it will be very troublesome if they encounter them.

The Japanese gunboats were equipped with 7mm heavy machine guns, which were bulky Type 92 heavy machine guns. They were still very powerful.

Slow down the car and slowly come to Catherine.

"open!"

Catherine immediately beamed. She came up happily, sat directly behind Zhang Yong, stretched out her arms to hug Zhang Yong, and lay on top of him.

Is it fragrant? Very fragrant.

But there is no feeling. The closer she is, the more fishy she becomes.

Zhang Yong was very clear about the abilities of these beautiful spies. The same was true for those Japanese female spies.

She is extremely gentle to him.

They all tried their best to please.

However……

Who knows what kind of faces they hide behind their extreme gentleness?

That Hayakawa Haruko killed her companions with her own hands. She showed no mercy at all.

"Zhang, I have something to ask you."

"Is there any benefit?"

"I'll accompany you!"

"No. I mean dollars, pounds, or gold bars. No francs."

"You are so consistent!"

"Excellent."

"However, you do have a great opportunity to make a lot of money."

"explain."

"Have you heard about what happened at the consulate that night?"

"Know something."

"The man named Zhao Yinzu is dead. He was poisoned."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up slightly.

He doesn’t know about this yet. Zhao Yinzu (Ishikura Yuichi) is actually dead?

Or was he poisoned? Who was the murderer?

Why?

Was he exposed and then silenced by spies?

"you do not know?"

"I have no idea."

Zhang Yong answered frankly. He really didn’t know!

After forging the scene, he ran away immediately. He did not inquire about what happened next.

What happened next had nothing to do with him.

He is responsible for throwing stones.

After creating ripples in the silent pool, he has nothing to do with it.

He needs to wait until things ferment to a certain level before he comes out to harvest.

Now, it is still a time for ripples to spread.

Yesterday, at the MGM Cabaret, Frei didn't mention it. Zhang Yong also deliberately didn't ask.

"It seems that you didn't lie yesterday."

"Me? Lying?"

Zhang Yong shook his head. Did you test yourself yesterday?

Do Americans doubt themselves?

Whatever you want, just doubt it. It doesn't matter to him.

He just wants dollars.

All others were pulled down.

"Zhao Yinzu died very strangely. He was probably Japanese." Catherine continued.

"I don't know." Zhang Yong responded calmly, "My sense of smell is not 100% accurate. Especially those who studied abroad or Japanese who did not grow up in the country. Their smell may have changed.

Or it may be so weak that I can’t detect it.”

Zhang Yong first applied a patch to himself.

He has already made such a patch before, lest others think that he can't make mistakes.

In fact, the map will definitely not be wrong. However, he cannot give others this feeling.

Everyone makes mistakes. He was certainly no exception.

"Zhao Yinzu grew up in China, and then went to the United States to study at Chapman University." Catherine said, "If he hadn't obtained the blueprints, no one would have suspected him. The Japanese spies were so hidden

deep."

Zhang Yong did not respond.

It's best for him to just listen and not say anything about this matter, so as not to reveal the truth.

He faced professional spies. Their professional skills were very strong. They were not good at all kinds of reasoning.

This Catherine is also the one who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. She deliberately pretends to be a novice to lure people into taking the bait.

"What did Fred tell you?"

"The topic was not mentioned."

"Your main topic is money? Do you want them to pay you to investigate?"

"Yes."

Zhang Yong admitted frankly.

It's basically a transaction. Of course, you have to talk about money.

The Americans are so wealthy that they can pluck out any hair on their legs and it will be of great use to him.

Unfortunately not.

"You should go find MacFarlane."

"Why?"

"There is definitely no formal funding. We can only find other ways."

"Can you give me some advice?"

Zhang Yong humbly asked for advice.

He is short of money now.

Well, individuals don’t need it. The country needs it.

The money obtained by capturing Japanese spies is only small amounts. If you want to make big money, you have to find another way.

Buying dozens of planes at random costs half a million dollars. It’s still missing. There is no matching package.
To be continued...