Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 415

Chapter 415: Whoever speaks first loses

 It's all white sugar.

 Check a bag, it's white sugar.

 Check another bag, it's also white sugar…

 The whole warehouse is piled full of stuff. It's all white sugar.

 “Fuck him!” Cao Mengqi blurted out.

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“No. 49, Shihu Street.” Zhang Yong introduced himself.

 I wonder if they dare to eat it?

 Looking outside the warehouse.

 “Hello…” Finally, the voice came from the microphone again.

 Zhang Yong was anxious to get money.

 But you can't let the other party hang up the phone. We can only take the initiative.

 Simple.

 Others are very happy.

 “Dudu…”

 Zhang Yong:…

 Zhang Yong reminded them.

 Hand down the microphone.

Such a lot of sugar is not his if it is not converted into money. The Japanese may take it back at any time.

 Do not use Japanese yen or other worthless banknotes to top up your account.

  If it is an insignificant number, there is no need to record it.

"ah…"

 Four hundred tons, that's 80,000 oceans.

That's thousands of oceans!

 No matter how rich you are, no one will not put thousands of oceans in their eyes!

 If it can be realized...

 Where can he carry so much sugar? Where to find buyers? how to trade?

 It belongs to the owner of the warehouse?

 Zhang Yong himself was standing by the door. Waiting for the other party to arrive in a grand manner. Since it is a transaction. That is of course open for business.

 Perhaps it has been discovered?

not one. It's two.

 Actually, sugar is very valuable.

 “We're leaving now.”

 “There is a telephone in the office.”

 Suddenly, the warehouse phone rang.

 Put away the briefcase. Nod.

 Zhang Yong looked around. In fact, I was a little worried inside.

 Public income is 83,000 yuan. The family has a gold watch.

 Arrange for people to clean up the traces of the murder just now. At the same time, open the warehouse door.

 Silence.

 They are all banknotes with a face value of 100 silver dollars. 100 sheets per stack. There are eight stacks in total. There is also a thin stack.

 Zhang Yong didn't speak either. Look at each other silently.

 Frowning.

 As long as the money has not been obtained, there may be variables in the transaction. If not, both people and money will be wasted.

"clear!"

 Neither side seemed willing to talk.

 In other words, a ton of white sugar costs at least two hundred oceans.

 “Come and take him away immediately.” Zhang Yong said again.

  A rough estimate. That's right. Eighty-three thousand.

"good!"

 It seems that this boss is Chinese. There are six Japanese serving as servants. Obviously not an ordinary person!

There is no doubt that he is a true traitor. I just don't know which one it is?

"superior!"

"good!"

 Four hundred tons! so many!

This Takeshita Takashi is really a big business!

 White sugar is actually calculated in tons. What a generous act. rare.

 The edge of the map prompts that there is a small red dot entering.

 Zhang Yong:…

So, let's take a look?

 Zhang Yong continued to revise.

Give me?

 “Don't shoot!”

It seems that neither party is very happy with this transaction. But they had to trade.

 They must not be allowed to continue to fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders.

 After he got out of the car, he kept holding a pocket watch in his hand. It seems that the pocket watch is used as a toy?

 Zhang Yong looked at each other silently. Still didn't speak.

Sure enough, four cars drove over slowly. Stop in front of the warehouse door.

  Could it be that he was put on a plane?

Oh, don't think about it.

 During the war era, sugar was a genuine strategic material. It is necessary to limit the supply. Ordinary people can't buy it at all.

 The rich man got in the car.

What if the call is wrong and the Japanese find out that their warehouse has been occupied?

 Such a lot of sugar cannot be moved away. It can only be destroyed.

 He wears glasses, a silk gown, and a square face. He doesn't look like a bad person.

 The purity is very high. Probably foreign goods. Or it's made in Japan.

 In the folk, sugar is a luxury product. expensive. An ocean can probably buy about ten kilograms.

"Then you pay me first. Otherwise, I will sell it to someone else."

 There is definitely no buyer who comes to the door just right.

 Zhang Yong's eyes moved.

 A rich middle-aged man got out of the car.

　The other person is neither happy nor sad.

 Gold pocket watch?

 Wow, it seems very expensive...

 There is no other way, I have to make the right amount of money! What if there is a buyer on the other end?

 Finally, the person left.

However…

 Zhang Yong still nodded. The main character is arrogance.

Wait patiently…

　　It is a piece of paper. Not a business card.

 Just think of it as making money and buying a property here.

Is this the boss?

 Zhang Yong made a silent judgment.

Just as he was about to speak, a fourth car appeared behind him. There were only three Chinese people on it. Two in the front row. One is in the back row.

finally…

 But Zhang Yong was very patient.

This time, God will not feed me.

 Finally, someone answered the phone.

Very white.

 “A total of four hundred tons of sugar.”

 Zhang Yong has no use for it! It can't be changed hands either.

 Zhang Yong looked unmoved.

 Forget it, don't pick it up. Don't be laughed at for a while.

Huh?

 It seems to be made of gold?

 Maybe not even.

  Damn it!

 Hearing the word "Japanese invaders" makes me want to fight.

 They drove over directly and did not monitor from a distance.

 The convoy drove away.

  I don't know what to say.

 Suddenly he threw his pocket watch on the ground.

 It feels like whatever I say may reveal my secret. Just say nothing.

 All the people in the three cars in front got out of the car. Be on alert nearby. Then the fourth car slowly came over.

 Without the money, I feel unsafe. Not practical.

Then the microphone remained silent.

 Bash the dust off. good. Incorporate into portable space. This is what he gained today.

 In addition to the Japanese, there were two Chinese in each car.

 Would you like to go down and pick it up yourself?

Whose phone number?

seems like it. The boss seems to sit alone in the back row.

 Throwing things out, splashing water.

 The Japanese invaders seemed to have come by car. Two people per car. There were three cars and six people in total.

　　is a man. The voice was hoarse. Seems very old.

"We won't raise the price anymore. If we raise the price any more, we won't make any profit. You can sell it to others."

 “No.” The other party replied.

 “How many are here?”

 In North China, if you don't want a banknote from Baoshang Bank, what do you want?

That does not mean telling the Japanese that I am not on your side. Wouldn't that expose the secret?

 There is no other way but to deal with it slowly after getting the banknote.

 Only explosives can be used.

Waving his hands angrily. Ordered to drive.

 Everyone's face tightened.

 The entire warehouse, just one phone number?

 Zhang Yong continued to stand still. Only the corner of his eye was staring at the gold pocket watch.

It's really high-spirited and high-spirited.

"wait!"

 It seems that the other party is not very happy with this price.

 Shame on…

40 minutes…

 Crush all the sugar into pieces. Mixed with dirt.

Yu Le woke up and made arrangements. Zhang Yong's meaning is very clear, that is, he is worried about taking advantage of others.

 The problem is, he doesn't have that much explosives either!

 For a moment, I was in a dilemma.

 “Ling ring ring…”

 There are no red dots within the map monitoring range. There aren't even a few white spots.

 Zhang Yong took it over.

North China makes money, North China spends money…

　　　　　一　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 altogether located 139.171.145.140

 Eighty-three thousand, not even an ocean can swallow it. Because everyone knows it.

"Can."

 “Okay. Eighty-three thousand. Let's make friends.”

 The previous battle with the Japanese military police made his blood boil. I feel that this life is not in vain. The idea of ​​leading troops to fight became even stronger. When I heard that Japanese invaders were coming, my first reaction was to kill, kill, kill...

 Or is the buyer planning and really wants to take advantage of others?

 Be secretly vigilant.

 Gesture quietly backward. At the same time, he said: "The Japanese invaders are coming!"

 Learned a lesson.

This guy was not very willing to work in the Fuxing Society Secret Service. He only wants to go to the battlefield and lead troops to fight.

 “We're not ready yet.”

 Rich man:…

 If you pick it back up, it will be a disgrace to you.

 However, if you don't pick it up, it will hurt your heart.

"superior!"

 The corners of the mouth are slightly raised. Showing a trace of sneer.

 It is necessary to explain in advance.

 It's a pity that there has never been such an opportunity.

After a while, his eyes finally fell on Zhang Yong.

 Perhaps too stable? fine. There were only a dozen people on the other side. He was sure of getting it all done.

 After getting the money, find a way to get it back again. Repeatedly. Chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, descendants and descendants, endlessly...

How to destroy it? Burning?

 It should be for trading.

 The specific price was not stated. Wait until you get the banknote.

 With just a phone number, how could he be the buyer?

"Hello?"

 Looking at the paper, dial the numbers one by one.

Oops…

bend over.

 “Four hundred tons.”

 The fourth car is parked. A man got out of the passenger seat. Open the rear door.

 “Tell everyone to pay attention to safety.”

 It seems that this warehouse is not a one-time use. It should be used for a long time. otherwise. It is impossible to install a phone. These days, telephones are also a luxury item.

 It was empty, not a soul in sight.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yong.

"Know."

etc…

20 minutes…

 This lair.

 Otherwise, Zhang Yong has nothing to fear.

 As a result, the wealthy middle-aged man said nothing. Just look around. Look at the high walls again.

The other party immediately covered the microphone.

Nor can it be distributed to the common people. Why? Because the Japanese invaders became angry and massacred the people who got the sugar.

 Originally I wanted to laugh at others, but ended up being laughed at by others. How embarrassing.

 “I'm talking about eighty-three thousand oceans.”

 If the number is wrong, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

 No big deal, run away at any time.

 Zhang Yong clicked his tongue.

 Good guy…

 “Ling ring ring…”

 Perhaps he was sent by Takeshita Takashi. Maybe Takeshita Takashi would send someone to inspect it from time to time?

"Okay. Just tell me. Fixed price. How much."

Grass, four hundred tons of sugar, sold for eighty-three thousand oceans, are you still not happy?

That guy didn't move!

There is no name on it either. Just a phone number.

 Pick up the phone.

 He doesn't know who the other party is.

 Enter the warehouse office. Found out there really was a phone call.

 Then go pick up the watch.

 Zhang Yong still said nothing. Focus on calmness.

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

If you answer the phone, wouldn't it reveal your secret?

 The problem is, if you don't answer the phone, your secret will be revealed. Takeshita Takashi will definitely send someone to check.

threw?

If the other party was trying to attack the warehouse, they would never drive over in such a arrogant manner. Isn't this a suicide?

 It seems that this deal is very promising. You should be able to get the money.

 Subconsciously, he wanted to rush out and pick up the gold pocket watch. Later I held back.

If you want to grab it head-on, the other party will need at least two to three hundred people. Also have to be equipped with heavy weapons.

 At that time, the price of sugar was still relatively expensive. Because domestic sugar production is very low. There seemed to be only one or two sugar factories in Songhu. How high can the output be?

On the contrary, as an industrial country, the Japanese invaders had relatively high sugar production.

 Zhang Yong felt that he had said it in vain. But I didn't care. Anyway, just make sure it's the ocean.

 Are you a buyer?

That's a gold pocket watch! Made to order in Switzerland. It's worth thousands of oceans!

 Originally, I wanted the other person to make a fool of himself. Thinking that the other party will not be able to bear the temptation. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't move. In this way, he was in trouble.

pick it up. It was indeed a gold pocket watch.

 It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he is a Japanese invader. All shot to death. Then cover it up all the way...

 They only know that so much white sugar is very valuable. Probably worth tens of thousands of dollars.

The map has not moved yet.

finally…

 It feels like a lot of work is not well prepared.

 It is a win-win situation for others, both buyers and sellers are satisfied. However, now both sides feel that they are at a loss. Not happy.

 The question is, how to realize it?

 Sell it to the defenders?

  In other words, it is this number, which should be more important. But it's not one of our own.

 “Dudu…”

"How many?"

The other person still spoke in a neither happy nor sad tone.

"I'm the buyer. I'll pay the money later. But I won't pick up the goods." Zhang Yong explained simply.

"Why?"

"oh?"

 You still have to find a way on your own...

  It may also be a passing Japanese.

well…

Originally I wanted to remind you that I don't want banknotes from Baoshang Bank. Later it was retracted.

 Suddenly I felt a hot and disdainful look next to me. So he held back forcefully.

This time it was a man who spoke more softly. But it feels like you don't speak Chinese very well?

 Can't help but think wildly. Could it be that the person who answered the phone was Japanese?

 “I am No. 49, Shihu Street.”

 It's all work in vain again.

“Shaolong, there's a phone here.” Yu Lexing came over. He handed Zhang Yong a note.

 How to trade sugar is Zhang Yong's business.

 That is tantamount to harming the common people.

　　　Mad, the other party is not well-intentioned. I want to see his jokes. If he really went over to pick up the gold pocket watch, he would definitely be laughed at by the other party. So, he just endured it and didn't move.

 “Arrange it. Get ready to trade.”

 What if the buyer doesn't pay and wants to take away the sugar? what to do? The only option was to use the gun. Fortunately, there were many of them and many guns.

 If you encounter such a scene again in the future, you must first prepare explosives.

 “Eighty-three thousand.”

uncertain.

 Since the phone rings, answer it.

 Zhang Yong was relieved.

good.

 It is estimated that sugar cannot be burned. Not that much gas either.

 It should not be familiar to the guardian. If it is familiar. No need to record it separately.

 If you don't get it, destroy it.

 Very sweet.

 “Tomorrow, we will move!” said the man who handed over the briefcase.

 Then wait…

 Cao Mengqi is responsible for combat deployment.

 Lay an ambush on the wall. Always ready to fight.

Down-hearted.

 It is better to divide it openly.

“How is it?” Yu Lexing asked curiously.

 Think that when you speak, I speak?

Hum, you think 83,000 is too expensive, and I also think I lost money on the sale.

 At this time, a man in a long gown came forward. He handed a briefcase to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong took it. Open. There are banknotes inside. very familiar. Sure enough, it was from Guoshang Bank.

  Downcast.

 Since the other party didn't speak, he certainly didn't speak either. Whoever speaks first loses.

 Zhang Yong handed the briefcase to Yu Lexing.

 Clenched his teeth. I want to get out of the car and pick up the gold pocket watch.

 “Listen to my orders!”

 The deal is done anyway. The banknote has been received.

 “Two…four…six!”

The other side keeps prompting busy tone.

 As long as the other party sends money. That's no problem.

Whose phone number? Zhang Yong was secretly puzzled.

 These Japanese invaders should not be here to cause trouble.

 Haha, I'm thinking too much…

  “As soon as possible 1”

 Silence.

"good!"

What are you afraid of?

 Pick up the phone.

 (End of this chapter)

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