Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 662

 Chapter 662, the taskbar is too long

 Zhou Yang's face looked very bad.

 When speculation turns into fact, no one is in a good mood.

 Even if you are mentally prepared.

The results of the examination showed that the deceased had indeed suffered inhuman torture before his death.

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 “A sneeze!”

  also has a face value of 100 silver dollars. Five. Bank of Communications.

Then arrest more than thirty spies and interrogate them.

 A big stone suddenly fell from my heart. His expression gradually returned to normal.

 “I've always had a question…”

 Lower your head.

I thought I was exposed. Scared.

 Zhang Yong suddenly lay down on the counter. Start sleeping.

"well…"

 “What do you want to know?” the spy asked proactively.

 Monitoring map. I found a little red dot nearby.

The other party is Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong had obviously figured out his identity.

Li Yuanqing was convinced.

 “What secrets does no one really have?”

 “What do you do?”

"you!"

"Those who are capable, but are marginalized." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "Those who are not doing well in the police station."

 Then he stepped hard with both feet. To vent the anger in my heart.

 “The crack in the door?”

 Sure enough, the second address provided by the spy was also very far away.

 Continue to doze off.

 In other words, he was exposed.

He Zhang Yong is one of the ordinary people who are in dire straits!

 As the largest city in the Far East, Shanghai is quite big. After all, it is a big city with more than four million people!

Not in a hurry.

 If you can't find it, continue tomorrow. If you are too busy tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...

 It seems that capable people cannot be found. never mind. No more.

 The remaining people have no chance of survival. But what the specific situation is, Zhang Yong needs to continue to follow up.

hey-hey.

"believe it or not!"

Zhou Yang followed Zhang Yong to the side.

Who is the other person? What to do?

 Could it be that…

 Private life belongs to private life.

 He is Zhang Yong. How could it be possible to be bribed with a banknote...

 Arrange for arrest.

40 minutes…

 Hey, the spy is up to no good!

 They actually buried people here. Is that going to cause civil unrest?

 Find a phone number.

 I found that there was no cash in it. Then he closed the drawer again. Then silently observe the surroundings. See where the money is hidden.

 “My name is Zhang Yong.”

look up. Looking at the warehouse.

 I have given you four hundred silver dollars to help you!

 As a result, Zhou Yang rejected it with just one sentence.

 Just sneeze when you sneeze. No one can die. He had rhinitis in his previous life. Sneezing often. got used to.

“Okay. Then I'll go to the police station and recruit a few people. I'll continue to follow up later.”

"What?"

 In this case, it is better to confess on your own initiative.

“Boss, you want to...” “Catch you!”

 Although the appearance is very old. There was no one stationed there either. However, it can be seen at a glance. The owner of this warehouse is definitely not simple.

Zhou Yang took the people back.

“Is it okay to use the identity of the attendant's room?”

never mind. There are too many enemies. Can't think of it.

"you…"

 Another day of confusion. Holding Gu Xiaoru in her arms makes her sleep well at night.

Where's the money? Where is my money? Where did my money go?

 “You, you...”

"you…"

 Japanese spy:…

 “Why? I gave you the money.” Zhang Yong was annoyed.

 Zhang Yong is curious.

 Now it seems that there are more and more doubts. torture. Intentionally exposed. It seemed to point them to some strange answer.

 The warehouse was found to be empty. No supplies were stored. It seems to have been abandoned.

 The spy's expression suddenly changed.

 Since this matter is related to Japanese spies. Only Zhang Yong can control it.

“Near Qingpu. No. 31 Baishan Road. A very large warehouse.”

"Your deputy minister of justice was assassinated by us." The Japanese spy said in a surprising way.

 Zhang Yong said to the empty topic.

 It seems like I haven't done anything wrong!

 Why do you keep being misunderstood?

 “Then go to the police station and recruit people. I'm so excited for the money.”

"How about that? I'll hand over the spy to you. You'll be responsible for following up?"

 Whether Li Yuanqing heard it or not. He expressed his gratitude.

"Really not. I have investigated again and again. Their level and position make it impossible for them to have access to any secrets."

Thinking about how good it feels to lie flat. Maybe we can go see Gu Xiaoru again in the evening?

 Zhang Yong took out the list of missing persons given to him by Zhou Yang last time.

"you say."

 See the target.

How many can you find today?

"are you sure?"

 I dug through it and took out a few banknotes. They are all in face value of 100 yuan. There are only four. That is 400 silver dollars. There is no more.

It is not polite to come and not return!

Arrests!

He felt that if he continued to spend money like this, he would be the one who would suffer in the end.

　　I will have to find him next time.

“Why not dig a pit and bury it? Why must it be placed outside?”

 “I, I, I am willing to give, willing to give…”

 The clothing store owner immediately welcomed me with a smile on his face.

 “In, in, in the mezzanine of the door.”

 “Say something yourself.” Zhang Yong was waning. Don't want to talk.

 Let's get straight to the point, “I need a few people from the police department. What do you recommend?”

　No one spoke.

"I know you are a spy. But I don't know what you have done." Zhang Yong responded lazily.

  Unsafe. There is a traitor. This is a good reason.

 “Bang!”

 Take the banknotes back to the counter and arrange them neatly. Still sitting. He looked at the spy with squinting eyes.

“The guy only wanted to tell me where the body was buried.”

“Hey, is this your work attitude? I will complain to you! I will complain to the Ministry of Industry Bureau!”

result…

 The more I think about it, the more frightened I become.

 The wall is very high. Very sturdy. It's similar to the warehouse in Tianjin Wei.

 No guests came in either. Everyone took a detour.

 Zhang Yong walked behind the counter in a leisurely manner. sit down. Pull the drawer.

 At that time, ready-made clothing stores were also relatively fashionable. Especially women's clothing stores. Very popular. Clothing is also mainly imported.

 Zhang Yong walked in first.

 In fact, if you take the spy back to the security headquarters, he might die again.

 It turned out to be robbery.

I thought I could leave the rest to Zhou Yang. Then go and be cool yourself.

However…

 It's not pretending. I'm really sleepy.

  Anyway, you can do as much as you can. This world is not your own. What are you doing so hard for?

 Do as much as you have energy for.

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no. Aren't you leaving yet?

 You have already given you nine hundred oceans! Don't go too far...

 How many officers of the national army were killed?

 After moving the water tank, I did find an oil paper bag. Open. There are also some banknotes inside.

 Take the spy and continue to look for him.

 The spy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

result…

 Have to wonder again. What information did the spy want to know?

I always feel strange...

 Work is work.

 Incredible!

 The main focus is honesty.

but…

 Follow the spy guidelines. Sure enough, the body of a national army lieutenant was found.

 He was just making wishful thinking.

Happiness is nothing.

Hand waving two dollars. Used for cover.

 “This bastard…”

This matter involves Du Yuesheng, so I'm afraid it will be a bit complicated.

 Zhang Yong took it over. Continue to line up on the counter.

 “That's strange…”

 Then he was held down by Shi Hu and others. Unable to move.

 Arrived at the destination.

 “Yeah. I can't figure it out either.”

 The taskbar is too long.

 “Bring it.”

 Not satisfied yet…

 “What information did the spy reveal?”

The reality is so cruel.

 Zhang Yong nodded.

Zhou Yang also felt powerless.

 There are no weapons signs in the store. It means there is no big danger.

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 Hit someone!

 The spy misunderstood.

"address."

 In case of fire. Immediately scoop water from the water tank. Nip fires in the bud.

"good."

 Li Yuanqing hung up the phone.

 Zhang Yong!

 Okay, take people there immediately. Prepare to arrest him.

That **** traitor...

 Definitely.

More than thirty?

 Dare to do such a thing in broad daylight. Or from a certain department. Or he was a subordinate of a certain gang leader. They can't afford to mess with them.

no. I can't let his conspiracy succeed. His attention must be drawn back.

Still complaining?

 I'm afraid you'll complain?

 The clothing store owner was stunned.

Is there anyone hiding money in the crack of the door?

It was later discovered that the so-called door gap refers to the gap between the door frame and the wall.

 “No. It's not safe where we are.”

 “A sneeze!”

 Has it been exposed?

 This can be regarded as the wisdom of the ancient working people.

 Zhang Yong couldn't stand it anymore.

 Zhang Yong must have some conspiracy.

 There are also scars from being tortured. very obvious. There were no fatal injuries. They are all compound injuries. It shows that he was tortured to death.

"good."

 What is the purpose of the red organization? It is to save the people from fire and water!

 Zhang Yong was disappointed.

 Facts have proved that the case of missing persons has turned into a homicide case.

Difficulties. Find an organization. Although he is not from the organization. But the organization definitely can't just ignore it!

 “Adjutant Zhou. This way.”

  A little panicked.

 One for one. fair.

 Found out that he is the owner of a clothing store. Specializing in selling all kinds of ready-made clothes.

　　　Japanese spy:! @#￥%…

 So, no matter how much money he gave, it was useless. What others want is not banknotes...

 The spy roared desperately.

"you…"

 Call Li Yuanqing. Ask about the situation.

 It also takes an hour to drive.

 Someone went to the backyard. Empty the water tank. Move away.

 Japanese spies are so cruel. If you don't show some kindness in return, how can you do that?

 Horse…

 “It belongs to Du Yuesheng.”

 It is really not exciting to catch these useless Japanese spies.

 Zhang Yong still had no reaction.

 Alas, that's sloppy. Why Citibank doesn't have a lunch break. It's okay to take a two-hour lunch break. An hour is fine...

 “I don't know what's outside the concession. Don't ask.”

Even the passing patrol police looked at it from a distance and left wisely.

 “What do you do?”

 “Backyard, under the water tank…”

All right. is a bit. I'm afraid this guy is stupid.

 The most terrifying suspicion has finally become a reality.

 Japanese spy:…

The more I think about it, I feel my heart sinking.

　　That's what it looks like.

This bastard. It's really sticky and can't be taken off.

　　beautiful…

 Zhang Yong went to find the phone again.

 The spy had to speak again.

Quiet.

 Yawn.

 The spies didn't even speak. He didn't want to talk either. Just grind it like this.

Take it easy.

 Drive leisurely and leisurely.

 It is afternoon now. Feeling a little sleepy.

 The spy gradually lost his composure.

 No money and no motivation.

 He really fell asleep...

This kind of house usually has a large water tank in the backyard. Fill with water. Used to prevent fire.

 Hey, what do you mean?

 I have already taken the initiative, why don't you respond.

 He thought that Zhang Yong would definitely be shocked.

 No wonder there is no one to guard it.

"No. It's better to use the Secret Service identity. You'll scare them if you use the Secret Service identity."

 You don't have a cold! Who is cursing himself behind his back?

 Frowning.

"Then forget it." Shi Bingdao said, "These people will not follow you."

 The clothing store owner thought he had been robbed.

 That's not surprising.

 All the bones in his body were almost broken. So, it looks weird now.

 Originally I thought it was a simple murder. It was the Japanese invaders' revenge.

 It is actually a very big warehouse.

 “Thank you. I will inform you of any situation at any time.”

 Have money and motivation.

 Not only did he remember all the houses and buildings in the concession clearly. He has an impression of even the main buildings outside the concession.

There is someone here with a gun. Is he here looking for death? People who don't have good eyesight can't survive in Shanghai. It had been destroyed long ago.

"Thanks!"

 “Ahem…”

Is this guy using himself to delay time?

 “What kind of person do you want?” Shi Bingdao replied tiredly.

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what's the situation?

 I have already given you money. Aren't you leaving yet?

 “Go away!”

“By the way. I want to go to the police station and transfer a few people.”

 It's actually him! He is Zhang Yong!

 Zhang Yong did not move.

 He really didn't know what this spy had done.

 Incredible!

 He is actually Zhang Yong! How can it be? So young!

 Looks like he just came out of school. He is actually the devil who makes all the Japanese spies change their minds after hearing this? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it!

But…

 From now to September 2, 1945, there are still more than 3,000 days. What's the rush?

"All right!"

 Angry Zhang Yong questioned his ability to work. He is a veritable living map.

 Finished…

 Fortunately, the purpose of catching this spy was simply to torture him. Let the Japanese spies fully understand what torture is! What is life worse than death!

result…

 “Boss…”

"It's me. I have another address for you. It's not inside the concession, but outside."

 It's actually Du Yuesheng's warehouse? It has some background!

 How were the spies let in? Is it collusion between inside and outside? Could it be that there are traitors among Du Yuesheng's men?

 Feeling offended again.

 Since the spy wants to delay time, he is also happy to kill time.

 Otherwise, the spy will be handed over to the garrison headquarters. It's also a black eye. They are completely unprofessional in dealing with Japanese spies.

"Walk!"

 Call back to Shi Bingdao.

 He had dared to kill Du Yuesheng's people before. What's the point of breaking into a warehouse?

 Go in.

 To lose money and eliminate disasters. It is impossible to drive the opponent away without bleeding today.

 For example, now we are looking for the body of the victim. Then don't worry about other things.

strangeness.

 Zhang Yong suddenly sneezed continuously.

 Kicked the Japanese spy over with one kick.

 There are too many unfinished tasks. Already numb.

 Others do things in a measured way. But Zhang Yong. It's hard to say. Li Yuanqing didn't dare to take risks.

 I am not a model worker. There is no need to get involved with Mao Renfeng...

Why?

 He is no longer interested in this matter.

 He became suspicious. I wonder what Zhang Yong's operation is. Why is there such indifference.

 Zhang Yong didn't speak either.

 Zhang Yong had no choice but to hang up the phone.

 Zhang Yong is not afraid of him.

20 minutes…

"Another point…"

 It's not because you don't have enough money, right?

These bastards!

 It doesn't work anymore.

heard it. But nothing happened. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

 Actually, the Song family and the Kong family have shares in all major banks. more or less. Therefore, the relationship between them is very close.

  No hemp rope was carried. But there are a lot of cloth strips in clothing stores. So he was **** tightly with cloth strips.

 It feels like the other party doesn't play according to the routine at all!

Do not hit. Don't scold. Don't rush either. Just spend time with him slowly. On the contrary, he felt more and more hopeless inside.

He felt that Zhang Yong was still stalling for time.

 Zhang Yong started to snore.

result…

 Zhang Yong sent the dollars to the other party.

 Everything he did had to be done by Zhang Yong. No overtime pay is given. anger. Want to go on strike.

  Anyway, it's not working time at night…

 They all belong to Bank of China. The Song family seems to be in charge of this bank now. Yes, the Song family.

idiot!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)

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