Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 839

Chapter 839: Leave some food for others to eat

Li Boqi is back.

 Unscathed. He just looks a little tired.

 The eyes are bloodshot. The whole person looks a bit vicious. Like a hungry wolf.

 When Zhang Yong saw Li Boqi for the first time, he felt that this guy was not a good person. In fact, he is indeed not a good person.

Hmm, it's the same sentence. Good people cannot survive in the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

 I suddenly felt strange.

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 In the international stage, you can expect to make money.

 Don't dare to speak.

 He thought of something.

　　Well, I promised to treat others to dinner. It must be cashed in immediately! Otherwise, Ling Yan would give Li Jingzhi some shoes to wear. So scared...

Is it Li Boqi's order? Additional security guards outside the Communications Section. Why?

 “Chief Ling.”

 Just asking people to watch a movie can convey so much information to the outside world?

“Team Leader Zhang, do you need a radio station?” Ling Yan asked quietly.

 Zhang Yong whispered. Secretly resentful.

 Hand down the microphone. Turning to look at Li Boqi.

Come to Li Boqi with the list.

Stand obediently.

"yes."

 Come to the vicinity of Hanwen Bookstore. Look around.

Weird…

 Song Ziyu came over soon. The voice is sweet.

 “Oh, you are still lucky because you are working in the field!” Ling Yan was envious.

 “Give me the order.” Zhang Yong did not refuse.

 Zhang Yong stood neatly.

 What did the Brigadier say?

 “You can't handle the three radio stations yourself?”

"why are you not going?"

 Suddenly he realized that Li Boqi's expression was wrong.

 “Call now. Song Ziyu is at the Brazilian Grill.”

“You are currently receiving the salary of a team leader. 50 oceans per month…”

Sure enough, there were two exquisite movie tickets inside.

 Then ask someone to load the car. Take them all away. Bring him out of the Jige Alley headquarters in a fair and aboveboard manner.

 Communications Department is a veritable Qingshui Yamen. I want to do some small welfare for myself. It's hard.

 If I don't investigate…

"when?"

 Zhang Yong drooped his head.

"this…"

 There is no need to go around and around.

 Zhang Yong was defeated.

"May I?"

 “Stand.”

 They say they are old radio stations, but they are actually half-new. It still works. Once the Red Party gets it, they can use it immediately.

 Zhang Yong then came out triumphantly. Suddenly I remembered that there was still something important to do. So he turned back again.

 If it's a really bad radio station, who wants it? It can't be sold for much money. Even less will fall into your own pocket.

 See Li Boqi take out an envelope. Put it on the table.

 “I'll give you five radio stations.”

 You know what kind of person I am!

 What are you talking about? nonexistent. We are a new era. Combination of interests.

 He didn't even move. Never asked about it.

 For example, in the February 26 Incident, although I didn't make much profit. However, the number of people sentenced to execution by the Japanese invaders increased tenfold. Two Japanese army generals were forced to confess their crimes. She also made Lin Xiaoyan obsessed with herself. Secretly betraying the Empire.

Suddenly, Li Boqi's voice came from behind: "Don't get involved in the engineering regiment's affairs."

 How should the radio station deal with it? It's not Zhang Yong who just said a word?

 Song Ziyu doesn't have to go. But you can't go with other men.

 After much deliberation, I automatically and consciously brought in informants who had no development experience. Alas, he hasn't started this matter yet.

"I…"

"I'm tired."

“But Director Lin's side…”

 “Okay. Where can we go to see it?”

"I…"

Ling Yan naturally couldn't ask for it. This method is better. She doesn't have to take any risks. Transfer immediately. Directly assign five radio stations to Zhang Yong. She doesn't have to worry about the rest. Just wait for the money to be split!

"go."

  “I decided.”

Even if Virgo knows it, he still has to weigh it carefully. Is it necessary to offend so many people at the same time?

 Zhang Yong thought for a while. start to act.

 No abnormalities were found. So go straight in.

 Zhang Yong suddenly woke up.

Beauty. You can leave it alone. But if other men want to get close, that's absolutely not possible. He was firmly controlled by Li Boqi.

 Behind the small engineering regiment, there may be a certain first-level general!

This new theater in the White House seems to be quite expensive. If you want to book a venue, it will cost you at least 300 yuan.

 Most of the rich Japanese spies have been caught. Those who came later were almost all paupers.

With Li Boqi's professional level, there is no way there is eavesdropping equipment in this office.

Li Boqi waved his hand. Let him go.

 Zhang Yong waited patiently.

 The face is cloudy and uncertain. Seems extremely angry?

Five minutes later, Li Boqi gradually came back to his senses. If nothing happens.

 “If Virgo wants to kill you, are you sure you can escape?”

Proud?

 “Where's my salary?”

"yes."

 Let the aftermath of historical events expand a little bit. Change it a little bit.

Although the radio station is a bit old. But the performance is intact.

 I am secretly curious. What's going on?

 Zhang Yong said angrily.

 Zhang Yong answered honestly.

 “Have you ever gone to see Soong Ziyu?”

 “Bring it.”

 The Fuxingshe Secret Service does not have such heights. The world stage is out of reach.

 Back to the Communications Department.

 Zhang Yong immediately presented five gold bars. Arrange them neatly on the table.

 “I bought it myself.”

 “I didn't say I wanted to book the venue!”

"What?"

 “Santai.” Ling Yan replied. But his eyes were clearly telling Zhang Yong. It's not just this number. There will be more in the future.

It seems that I haven't received a salary for a long time.

 “Of course it's you.”

“Oh, it's Team Leader Zhang. I'll call her over right away.”

 “Virgo already knows about Zhongzhengjian.”

Alright, you can deduct whatever you want!

 Zhang Yong reflexively thought that there were banknotes inside. Or other currencies. But soon disappointed. The map is not displayed!

"This is…"

 Zhang Yong was dubious.

 Bring the envelope over.

   “Call.”     “What?”

 Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought for a while.

There's no after that.

nonexistent. Change your words immediately.

“Li Jingzhi helped you get it. Isn't it always like this?”

 If you want to continue to make a fortune, you have to take a high-end approach. to enter the international espionage market. Make money from foreigners.

 “Team leader…”

“No. There's no need to book the venue!”

that's enough.

 The person who answered the phone was another little beauty. what do you say that is? Xiaomei?

"Hello…"

 Zhang Yong was immediately defeated.

 If you are willing, then we will be united by name. It can be regarded as an explanation to the outside world.

“Team Leader Zhang, you are a rich man, so we won't be polite to you.” Ling Yan took the French currency.

"Does your Intelligence Service No. 3 want a radio station? Do you want it?"

"What?"

 Penalty to stand?

 “Xiaomei. I'm Zhang Yong. I'm looking for Miss Song Ziyu.”

"So, let me invite Song Ziyu to watch a movie. It means that your ambition is to be with the Kongchi Department. Virgo will naturally have no grudges."

"I…"

Lu Wenhan was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Yong barging in, but on the surface he was calm.

Then…

 “Give me two large yellow croakers. Give you five.”

"Can."

"There are buyers. But they need the signature of Team Leader Li." Zhang Yong said thoughtfully, "How many units are there specifically?"

 “Tickets for tonight's movie. The new theater at the White House.”

He now wants Zhang Yong to go to the Air Force. How can he be troubled?

 “Where's your informant? Where's your safe house?”

Just like Xu Zhongyi, he doesn't care where penicillin is used. The key is to be able to sell it for money. Can be divided evenly among everyone.

"ah?"

"It's not because of you. So many radio stations were seized from the Japanese invaders. The old radio stations we used before have been eliminated. Many of them are broken and can no longer be used." Ling Yan said very naturally, "But we don't have I don't know how to deal with it..."

 “I'm as old as you, and my son is already three years old…”

 “What benefit did he give you?”

 Song Ziyu didn't say much.

 Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.

 “You are not young anymore. Some titles must be settled.”

nailed it.

"roll."

 This is the value of Zhang Yong's existence.

 Forty legal coins, which is roughly equivalent to forty oceans, is enough to set up twenty tables. The meal for two people per table is quite sumptuous.

Li Boqi sat down. Play with your own stuff. Not a word was spoken.

Shrugged. Show your hands.

Turn around. Leave.

 “Team leader.”

 Next stop, Communications Department.

 Finished…

 “So-so. Actually, I don't really want to...”

 Looking at the General Administration of Engineering, there are no weapons. However, it is rich in oil and water!

Without saying a word, he took out two French coins.

 “Here are five radio stations for you.”

Poor, my basic salary is only five yuan a month!

"Understood."

  Don't say it earlier. When did this happen? No one told me!

 He is not a sloppy person either. It was time to talk things over with Song Ziyu.

 Eavesdropping equipment at that time all required power supply. There are limited places where installation can be hidden. Li Boqi is an expert, who can hide it from him?

 An idea came into Zhang Yong's mind.

"I'm still young…"

 Zhang Yong suddenly felt that this sentence was very familiar.

All right. Indeed. She did it all for her.

"Thanks."

 Seventy-seven. Seventy-six. One seventy-six. Two two three

　　　Okay, let's bring up this topic again. Please, can you change it to something fresh?

 Furthermore, some people who had taken refuge with him did not seem to have taken good care of themselves later on. All of them were thrown to Shi Bingdao. I usually run around here and there, but I don't care. If Li Boqi asked him now how the informant was developing, he could only hesitate.

“I have arranged everything for you. You will call Song Ziyu later and invite her to watch a movie tonight.”

 Five radio stations? Which one is this from?

This Zhang Yong does things without beginning or end. The reasons and consequences are not clearly stated.

 In a certain spy drama, it seems that the protagonist is responsible for disposing of old radio stations and then selling them to the red party.

 Disdain.

"roll!"

 That's right. Private venue. Covering the entire new White House theater.

 “It's a good thing to be scolded. You are a human being, not a god.”

 Zhang Yong took it over. Take a glance.

 Informant all day long!

 Safe house all day long!

Li Boqi's expression was obviously stimulated by something. Completely out of shape.

 “Team Leader Zhang.”

 Is there anything easier to make money than doing engineering work?

"Well…"

"I'm ready." Ling Yan immediately brought the list.

Then…

 Not only offended Ling Yan, but also offended Li Boqi. He also offended Zhang Yong.

"Why?"

 They are all human beings.

 He came forward for Chen Qingquan. It would be okay to help Ling Yan get some small money.

"oh…"

 Just right. In Virgo's absence, Li Boqi took charge of the work. What's the problem with signing to sell three bad radio stations? Surely no one would dare to murmur.

 “How do you feel about yourself?”

These people are hiding in the dark, waiting to see his good show. There are many people involved behind the Engineer Corps. The web of relationships is very complex.

 My salary is simply not enough to deduct it. Ha ha.

 Good radio stations should be used as bad radio stations, sell them and make money. Then several people divide it privately.

 “Worried about Virgo's jealousy?”

 Come to the Communications Department. I found that there was an additional guard here. Documentation needs to be checked.

All right. Understood. Transfer these three radio stations to the name of the Third Intelligence Division.

“You decide, you pay for it yourself. I definitely won't pay for it.”

 “The New Theater at the White House.”

 As a result, Li Boqi flipped the list. Too lazy to read more.

It is impossible to change the historical course of the attack on Pearl Harbor. However, after the sneak attack breaks out, it can gain more people's attention.

 Then Zhang Yong hung up the phone. The main one is crisp and clear.

"there is no time."

　　　I must have done something wrong somewhere.

Stand obediently.

 It doesn't seem like I want to get involved. Director Lin asked me to investigate.

 Five oceans a month, chartered, 300 oceans, it takes 60 months. That is to say, it takes five years to deduct all the deductions. Oh, buckle it. If you can, deduct five years of my salary...

 But I still know about electronic tubes.

"yes."

etc…

 I don't know what else Li Boqi wants to explain. It feels weird.

 Zhang Yong turned and left.

Li Boqi took a ruler and opened the drawer. Use a ruler to pull all the gold bars into the drawer. Then push the drawer. Start looking at the file.

 Zhang Yong has no interest in the Fuxing Society Secret Service. Simply catching Japanese spies can no longer satisfy his needs.

"Well…"

 Of course I don't say it was Li Boqi's suggestion. He said he thought of it.

"Why…"

"It's not bad. There are some gains from catching Japanese spies." Zhang Yong replied with a smile, "It's easy to get a thousand or a few hundred."

 Signed by Zhang Yong…

  Driving around alone.

 Leave.

 Boss Dai will not even ask.

 Hand out your hand.

"good."

 Lu Wenhan is inside. nobody else.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　int

These old guys are playing too cryptically.

 You leaders are so idle that it hurts. Take care of the sky and the earth and the air. Do you still care about women?

What does it have to do with you whether I go to see Song Ziyu or not?

but…

 Intelligence Division Three is part of the Space Planning Department. It has nothing to do with the Secret Service.

 In some spy dramas, many people on the traffic line often have to sacrifice for a single electronic tube. It's just an electronic tube, it's all the blood of martyrs.

"How many?"

 Humph, I guess...

 The whole person seemed to be suddenly stunned.

 He had to be on the big stage of the National Air Force, cooperating with the Flying Tigers and later the Allied Air Force. Only in this way can the value of intelligence be brought into full play.

  It will definitely have more weight.

“This will show your sincerity! It's not good for a girl to be watched by others.”

 “Then others invited her.”

 Signature…

 Catching Japanese spies outside can earn a certain amount of money...

 “I'll invite you to watch a movie tonight…”

Meet Ling Yan soon.

 However, if this information is translated by the Air Force Intelligence Office, it will be different.

 The protagonist's commander seems to know it too. But turn a blind eye.

 That's right, Li Boqi's family. No one ever seems to mention it?

"Chief Ling, I have something to say." Of course Zhang Yong knew that she was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.

He and Li Boqi are the only two people here. There is nothing I dare not say.

 “Abandoned radio station?” Zhang Yong blinked.

 Zhang Yong then quietly turned around and left.

"etc."

 Where did you hear it?

Li Boqi actually didn't ask about the informant? Are you actually asking Song Ziyu?

"this…"

"going or not?"

 “Save some food for others to eat. Don't take away the whole table.”

 She received the salary, subsidies, and holiday expenses for him. After receiving it, it was also stored in her place.

The note contained the address of a private house. The radio station is inside.

Empty eyes.

 This is a key part of the radio. Once broken, the radio cannot continue to be used.

 Zhang Yong stood neatly.

“Team leader, just now Section Chief Chen of the Finance Department…”

 “Huh?” Zhang Yong turned around hurriedly. He looked at Li Boqi doubtfully.

 Perhaps I accidentally stole Li Boqi's limelight...

 “Remember this address.”

   Done.

 Put your lips.

 Only the Air Force can. Because the Air Force will be the field with the closest international cooperation in the next ten years.

 Lv Wenhan was confused.

Jiang Yiying translated the telegram about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, but no one believed it. Why? It's just a humble position. Others looked down upon the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

"yes."

Movements are stiff.

These are all unspoken rules.

 Call to a Brazilian barbecue restaurant.

 There were footsteps outside. Someone came to the door. I want to shout a report. Zhang Yong gestured for him to get out quickly. Come back later.

 “I don't have the authority!”

Huh?

It seems like the venue is still reserved?

 To ask is to doubt. Suspicion breeds estrangement.

 “You need to get it yourself.”

 Zhang Yong nodded.

 “Well, he...”

   Not necessary.

 “That's 伱…”

"No."

 I feel a little overwhelmed right now. I am jealous of many people.

"oh…"

Zhang Yong handed Lu Wenhan a note.

boarding. start up.

 “At seven o'clock in the evening. I'll pick you up.”

 “Then I'll take my leave.”

Shut up.

 It just so happened that I also needed to temporarily distance myself from the relationship with Chiang Kai-shek. It's just a matter of pushing the engineering corps.

“Virgo tells you to go to her once a month. This is an order. It must be carried out.”

Has been calculated again.

“Okay, I'll go and go through the formalities with Ling Yan.”

etc!

 “No. I mean. Who pays?”

 You will not die?

 Oh, I will really die...

 The team leader actually gets a monthly salary of 50 yuan? incredible. Fifty oceans! A lot of little money…

 “Stop bothering me with this shit!”

　　Receive five radio stations.

 Waiting to be criticized.

 I didn't quite understand it.

However, most of his energy is indeed spent on the empty space department.

 “Are you looking for me?”

If some corresponding information is prepared in advance, more people will believe it.

 Zhang Yong immediately quit.

 The face value is 20 yuan. A total of 40 yuan. A treat. Can't be stingy anymore.

 But if you expect me to be single-minded and affectionate, I'm sorry. Not really. Said it before. In my life, I only have female partners. There is no heroine.

　　“Then dunk it slowly!”

 Finally, Li Boqi finished packing his things. He didn't even look up. He spoke eerily.

 Zhang Yong took out his certificate. Register. Then pass.

 Fainted to death!

 Signature…

"good."

"want…"

Turn around.

"yes."

What? Eavesdropping? rest assured. nonexistent.

 “Deduct it from your salary.”

　Accept it humbly and refuse to repent…

 Go to pick up Song Ziyu. Watch a movie tonight!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)

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