"Captain Lin, open the door." Qin Jichuan, who was standing on the side, commanded again at Lin Wenhua.
Lin Wenhua, who was leaning against the door observing the situation in the house, heard this, shook his head helplessly and opened the door again.
After Lin Wenhua fixed the door, he walked towards Qin Jichuan and said, "Old Qin, it's really hard..."
"What are you doing when you stand there? Why don't you open the window quickly and breathe it out? Do you want to kill my old bone in it?"
Before Lin Wenhua could finish speaking, Qin Jichuan pointed directly at the person working by the window and started to curse.
Seeing this situation, Lin Wenhua was a little helpless and had to walk to Qin Jichuan before speaking: "Old Qin, thank you so much for your hard work today. These things are my wishes. Please accept them."
After Lin Wenhua finished speaking, he took out a bulging envelope from his arms and handed it to Qin Jichuan.
"Bang..." Qin Jichuan slapped the paper bag handed over by Lin Wenhua and cursed angrily: "Don't do such a thing in front of me, see how your military intelligence department is like?"
Hearing this, Lin Wenhua's face felt a little embarrassed and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Previously, someone from the Military Intelligence Department went outside to squeeze the merchants to get money, but the man was fortunately found Qin Jichuan on his head.
This incident made Qin Jichuan so angry that he was half-hearted. Boss Dai took action and continued to assist the Military Intelligence Department. However, Qin Jichuan did not give face to the people of the Military Intelligence Department after that.
Looking at Lin Wenhua who was angry and came to his senses, he quickly explained: "Old Qin, I didn't do those things."
"Old Qin, this money was obtained from us who arrested the Japanese today. It was all the money from the Japanese. It was considered spoils, so you can accept it!"
"Hmph..." Qin Jichuan snorted coldly, and without collecting the money, he turned his head directly.
Seeing this, Lin Wenhua knew that the other party's anger had disappeared a lot, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "Old Qin, these are all Fucai found from Japanese spies."
"We deal with this money ourselves, in order to subsidize our subordinates and inspire us to catch more Japanese spies."
"Mr. Qin, you have also participated in the action this time, and you must have your share. You must accept this money."
After saying that, Lin Wenhua took out a brush and a fountain pen from his body, put it together with the envelope, and handed it to Qin Jichuan.
"Old Qin, these pens and brushes were searched by Japanese spies and given to you as a souvenir."
Hearing this, Qin Jichuan turned to look at Lin Wenhua's hand, and before Lin Wenhua could react, he snatched the brush.
"You guys are so frivolous about doing things. Look at what you have made of this money?"
While cursing, Qin Jichuan carefully organized the tip of the brush, and was still muttering words.
Seeing this situation, Lin Wenhua didn't understand that there must be something special about this brush, otherwise it would not have caused such a big reaction from Qin Jichuan.
Thinking of this, Lin Wenhua carefully thought about where this brush came from?
However, the people from the Military Intelligence Department have never cared much about this kind of thing, and Lin Wenhua has never paid attention to it.
Usually, they check if these things are hidden, and they will be thrown together and will not care about them anymore.
After this time, Lin Wenhua just thought that Qin Jichuan liked this thing, so Lin Wenhua chose a better-looking one and gave it to Qin Jichuan as a souvenir. Even Lin Wenhua learned this gift from Lin Mo.
As for where this brush comes from? Lin Wenhua really has no impression of it. After all, there are so many things I have found, how can it be covered in everything? What's more, it's just a brush.
Thinking of this, Lin Wenhua came to Qin Jichuan, who was carefully sorting out the tip of the pen, and asked in a low voice: "Old Qin, what kind of brush is this? You care so much!"
Hearing this, Qin Jichuan became interested and smiled and said, "I tell you, this is a good pen... Forget it, I won't say it."
Lin Wenhua, who had just become interested, was almost so angry that he vomited blood when he heard about Qin Jichuan like this.
However, thinking of Qin Jichuan's temper, Lin Wenhua decided to no longer stimulate Qin Jichuan's anger. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what he would be scolded?
Thinking of this, Lin Wenhua took the pen and envelope and put them on the top that Qin Jichuan took off.
"You go and close the door, it's almost done now."
When Lin Wenhua heard Qin Jichuan speak, he looked up and found that it was him who was looking at him, so he could only smile bitterly and turn around and close the door.
"Wow...it's still pounds!"
Hearing the sound coming from behind, Lin Wenhua, who had closed the door, looked and found that Qin Jichuan had opened the envelope he sent.
The envelope that Qin Jichuan received contained two stacks of ten pounds of denomination, totaling two thousand pounds.
Lin Wenhua walked over to Qin Jichuan with a smile, and took off his coat, because after closing the door, the temperature began to rise significantly.
Walking next to Qin Jichuan, Lin Wenhua smiled and said, "How is it? Mr. Qin is still satisfied!"
Hearing this, Qin Jichuan was not angry, and put the envelope back with a smile, before speaking: "It seems that you have gained a lot this time! Not only are there millions of oceans of yen here, but now there are even pounds."
When Lin Wenhua heard Qin Jichuan say this, he just smiled and did not answer the question. Instead, he changed the subject and asked: "Old Qin, how long can these yen be processed?"
"We have to deal with these yen in a hurry. We have to deal with them before the Japanese spy organization comes to their senses."
Qin Jichuan was not angry about Lin Wenhua's failure to answer his question. After all, this is the Military Intelligence Department. If you don't answer, you either can't say it or you don't want to say it.
Qin Jichuan was not interested in knowing what he could not and didn't want to say. After all, he was just an advisor to the Military Intelligence Department. He always only did things and never asked much. This is also the reason why the Military Intelligence Department could use him with peace of mind.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Regarding Lin Wenhua’s question, Qin Jichuan thought about it and replied: “I will use the fastest method to rush work overnight. It should be done tomorrow afternoon!”
"So fast?" Qin Jichuan's answer was a little beyond Lin Wenhua's expectations. After all, as he expected, it would take several days to complete it.
Qin Jichuan said this and gave Lin Wenhua a blank look and said angrily: "This is what I have used the fastest speed and the fastest method to achieve. Besides, this is my major and you don't need to question it."
"Yes, yes..." Lin Wenhua quickly responded, and after a while, he asked with some concern: "Old Qin, then is there no problem using this quick method?"
After hearing Lin Wenhua's question, Qin Jichuan replied impatiently: "Don't worry, there is no problem."
"These things are money. You just want to spend them for convenience. Those who see this money are ordinary people who can't see it."
Lin Wenhua felt relieved after hearing Qin Jichuan say this.
In order to let Lin Wenhua completely let go, Qin Jichuan took Lin Wenhua and introduced his handling process to Lin Wenhua.
Qin Jichuan took Lin Wenhua to the three people who put the money in the water, pointed at him and said, "Then, this is to make money into tea, which can dye the money, and make the banknotes softer and looser, achieving the effect of using it for a period of time."
After saying that, Qin Jichuan pointed to the basin and bamboo sieve and said, "This is a filtering water, let the tea on the banknote flow down, and soak the tea in the banknotes by the way."
"After filtering the water, put the banknotes here and roast them over a high heat to bake most of the water so as not to drip the water in the next stage."
After saying that, Qin Jichuan pointed to the side where the ten-layer bamboo sieve was piled up and said, "We use low heat to slowly remove the moisture, and do not use heavy fire to avoid leaving traces on the money and being baked."
While saying that, Qin Jichuan took out a banknote from it, tried it, and said to the person who was building a new grill: "This is OK, you can deal with it."
Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Wenhua observed and found that the heights of the simmer and fierce fire were not only different, but also the fire was small and the other was large.
Hearing the orders of Qin Jichuan, he hurried over and took the ten bamboo sieve Japanese yen and took it aside.
Seeing this, Qin Jichuan continued to introduce to Lin Wenhua: "After baking it on low heat, there is another step, which is to manually rub the money to make it more like old money."
After Qin Jichuan finished speaking, he had already taken Lin Wenhua to a box, took out a stack of money from it, and handed it to Lin Wenhua.
When Lin Wenhua started to look at it, he found that it was indeed similar to the old paper money he usually had. If he didn't look carefully, he could not see any difference at all. It was because he had some understanding of the old-fashionedness that it was difficult for ordinary people to see.
Lin Wenhua took it under his nose and frowned immediately because he smelled some tea smell from the stack of paper money.
Seeing this, Qin Jichuan said, "The tea tastes not long. I will take it for a few hours after the sun comes out tomorrow, and the taste will basically dissipate."
After hearing this, Lin Wenhua nodded and finally put his heart in his stomach.
"Old Mr. Qin, since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go out first?"
When Qin Jichuan heard this, he nodded and said, "Go! Remember to put on your coat and go out, otherwise it will be hot and cold, and you will fall down tomorrow."
"Yes, hehe... Thank you Mr. Qin for reminding me."
"Go and go..." Qin Jichuan waved his hand impatiently when he heard this.
When Lin Wenhua saw this, he put on his coat and walked out to the door.
It seems that Mr. Qin is also a cold-hearted person on the plane! He is not as difficult as he thought before, Lin Wenhua thought secretly in his heart.
"Crack...hiss..." As soon as the door was closed, a cold air blew, and Lin Wenhua shivered.
Retracting his thoughts, Lin Wenhua tightened his collar and walked towards the next room. He had other people's "envelopes" to send.
Normally, these people have already gone back, but many people can't leave military intelligence today.
Because in order to prevent the Japanese spy organization from knowing the news early, the Military Intelligence Department now has basically been allowed to leave without a mission.
Chapter completed!