Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 922

Chapter 922, hesitation

MacFarlane is an understatement.

He did not want this matter to become a weight for Zhang Yong's sky-high price.

Otherwise, with this guy's greed, he really can't resist it. It feels like Zhang Yong's appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

I don't understand, what does he need so much money for?

Want to become the richest man in the world?

Want to outshine Rockefeller?

joke…

However, Zhang Yong refused to give in.

He knew Halsey was there. Also aware of Halsey's fiery temper.

If Halsey didn't know about this, or didn't witness it with his own eyes, maybe the people below could hide it for a while.

The cost is almost zero.

You can only start with local gang members.

Perhaps he has seen the detailed drawings.

It seems that the prohibition on alcohol is still in effect, and things are very busy over there.

“How big is the boat?”

However, it is now 1936. How can we start a zero-yuan purchase business?

hehe…

Where do you think the nickname Roaring Bull came from?

People over there only recognize U.S. dollars. The latter pound. Of course, gold bars will work too. But the franc may be rejected.

So, here comes the question. Now that we have transportation options, how can we reduce procurement costs?

The best thing is of course to buy it for zero yuan.

Halsey was there.

Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune.

Although you are exempt from inspection and do not have to pay taxes, you still need money to purchase supplies. It must also be in US dollars.

He saw it. Zhang Yong really has a terrible appetite. Bottomless pit.

“Ocean-going cargo ship. Displacement is about 5,000 tons.”

“Drawings.”

"unless…"

I will give you the list. Don't you know what I want? That won't work. What if I want tens of thousands of Durex...

“You can borrow the inspection-free passage. However, you can only use it once a month. The maximum total tonnage is one ship.”

Although I really like drinking it.

"make a deal!"

If we don't agree to let him use the smuggling channel, there will be no way to talk today.

“You need something, we'll get it for you. All you have to do is make a list.”

What he needs is a smuggling channel.

"cannot?"

MacFarlane had to give in again.

You will feel very inferior after seeing this, right? How can I be embarrassed...

Zhang Yong yawned.

Machine tools, raw materials, etc. Mainly used to build factories. But for eating and drinking.

“The channel really can't be given to you.”

If you want to buy 3,000 tons of Coke, you are crazy.

“Unless what?”

An ocean freighter with a displacement of 5,000 tons has an actual transportation volume of about 3,000 tons. For Zhang Yong, this is a quite large number. To purchase 3,000 tons of materials, a lot of dollars are needed. What's more, it's impossible for him to transport ordinary goods across oceans!

Must be the means of production. Not consumption data.

You can smuggle all kinds of things. No one checks that.

At the beginning, his requirements were not high.

But…

The game of blood and fire is played out every night.

One ship per month is enough. No matter how much, he has no money.

“So tired.”

If we can connect their sky and earth, it shouldn't be difficult to get some machine tools...

The zero-yuan purchases of later generations expanded his imagination.

Suddenly I heard MacFarlane say.

Zhang Yong then took his mind back.

The matter of zero-yuan purchases will be discussed later. Now, it's imperative to leave a good impression on your employer.

“What do you need me to do?” he asked very cooperatively.

“Secretly investigate Zhao Yinzu.” McFarland said slowly, “Find out the person behind him.”

“The people behind him must have cut off contact with him.”

“Then we have to find it too.”

"All right!"

“In addition, we also learned that the Japanese Navy has planted a spy on our side, codenamed Violet..."

“Violet?”

“Yes. You have to find him.”

"good."

Zhang Yong had no objection.

Although I don't have a complete idea. I can only agree.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten eaten with a short mouth .

If you want to get benefits from others, you must pay some costs.

Violet…

Is it possible that it's Liu Xi? Or Jin Bufan?

Or, is it simply Ishikura Yuichi?

"We once leaked very serious intelligence." McFarland said slowly, "It was about the Honolulu military base."

"Huh? Hawaii?" Zhang Yong was suddenly stunned, "So far away? How can I catch it?"

“No. His tail should be in the Far East.”

“Far East?”

"Yes. The intelligence was leaked in the Far East."

"oh."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

In this way, isn't the possibility of Liu Xi and Jin Bufan very high?

Jin Bufan is more likely.

Liu Xi is a doctor and doesn't seem to have many contacts with Americans. Intelligence sources are unlikely to be available.

Jin Bufan has been lurking next to Fred all year round. You might find out unexpectedly.

However, after thinking about it, Ishikura Yuichi is the most likely. He is lurking in the US consulate. Able to have close contact with information.

Sigh, it's so nerve-wracking…

Jobs that require intelligence are really not his strong point.

However, even though we know there are difficulties, we must face them head on. Otherwise, the benefits obtained will fly away...

After agreeing on contact information, MacFarlane left.

Shortly after he left, Zhang Yong accidentally discovered that someone seemed to be following him.

Not a red dot. It's a white spot.

An unlabeled white dot. Follow MacFarlane quietly.

McFarland came by car. The person being followed was also driving. Both sides have guns. The distance is getting closer. Seems like he wants to assassinate?

That won't work.

McFarlane is now his own sponsor!

“Gangtou!”

"arrive!"

"Come with me!"

"yes."

Zhang Yong set out quietly with a few people.

The person is riding a motorcycle. This makes it easier to walk across the street. It can be intercepted in advance very effectively.

Especially for him, who can lock the target location 600 meters in advance, and quietly walking through some narrow alleys can often shorten a lot of time.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong relied on the map, passed through some narrow alleys, and soon appeared near the stalker.

There is only one follower. But couldn't see clearly.

He actually wore a hood.

For a time, I suspected that it was the Japanese invader with the red spider mask. Later it turned out not to be the case.

Hai Dot is not Japanese.

Moreover, the style of this headgear seems to be exactly the same as that designed by Zhang Yong himself.

No need to ask, someone has definitely stolen my lesson.

Strange, who could this guy be?

Why follow MacFarlane?

Looking at the stalker's car again, it was a black Buick. The license plate hanging seems to belong to the Central Bank?

Or the Ministry of Finance. Zhang Yong had some vague impression.

Certain special license plate number segments are registered with the Secret Service. But Zhang Yong remembers not taking it seriously.

“Who knows the license plate?”

“Report. It's the license plate of the Ministry of Finance.”

"oh?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

It's actually a car owned by the Ministry of Finance? Is the stalker from the Ministry of Finance?

Wrong…

What does the stalker do?

Who is the stalker?

At this time, McFarland in front seemed to have discovered that he was being followed.

After all, he is also a professional spy, so it is impossible for him to not be aware of it at all.

He stopped quickly. Then enter a cafe.

The vehicle following behind did not stop, but turned diagonally and took another road.

He is also a master. I would rather give up tracking than be noticed by the target. However, he may not know it yet, but MacFarlane is aware of it.

Soon, the stalker also parked his car and entered another cafe.

Zhang Yong observed from a distance.

Not bad, I can still afford coffee.

It means that the stalker has money. Have a certain social status.

Decided to make a call and ask Kong Fansong.

To avoid making mistakes.

“What? How many license plates did you say?”

“78778…”

“Wait a minute. I'll get back to you with an answer. Ten minutes.”

"good."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

The map shows that the target is still in the cafe.

Over there, MacFarlane was also in the cafe. Apparently it was eaten.

Here, the stalker seems to have started ordering food.

Zhang Yong licked his lips.

　　　我草. Have you both started eating?

what should I do?

Should I eat or not?

I want to eat it too! But, what if you run away again just after the food is served, what the hell...

Tangled…

Fortunately, I finally saw the face of the stalker clearly.

Definitely an unfamiliar face. I have never encountered it myself. Aged around thirty years old. There are six fingers on the left hand.

Huh?

Six fingers? This is a very obvious feature!

Out of ten thousand people, there is at most one. You can tell at a glance.

You look like this, and you actually come out to follow me?

Wait patiently.

No movement.

“Ling ring ring…”

Finally, the phone rang.

Pick up the phone. It was Kong Fansong who called back.

The tone of voice is a bit urgent.

“Shaolong, catch him.”

"good."

Zhang Yong didn't ask for the reason either.

They will be caught sooner or later anyway.

“Catch alive.”

"Why?"

"Catch them alive. Don't kill them. If you don't have a chance, don't catch them. Never, never. Don't scare the snake away."

"Understood."

Zhang Yong agreed. Still didn't ask why.

This is the rule.

If I could tell you, I would definitely tell you.

Since I won't tell you, it means there are very complicated factors involved. It's better not to know.

So, the only question now is:

How to catch alive.

How to keep it secret.

He fully understood what Kong Fansong meant.

It means you must catch them alive. A confession needs to be interrogated.

Requires confidentiality. Lest his accomplices know. Then there are uncontrollable consequences.

Is it a kidnapping?

Zhang Yong thought reflexively. Then I didn't bother to think about it.

who cares! He is only responsible for arresting people.

Look around you, there are only seven people. It doesn't seem impossible.

However, I always feel that it is not safe. Because the other party has weapons.

In case of a scuffle and the opponent cannot take it, the opponent will commit suicide directly. Wouldn't that be the end?

Nothing said. Shake people.

Hand out an action team directly.

Carry a sniper rifle.

Catch alive.

But it didn't say that you can't be injured.

Be beaten directly into a disability, and then easily captured alive.

Confidential…

One shot and done.

No outsiders reacted. Naturally it was kept secret.

Hmm, let's do it.

The inner waiting…

Fortunately, neither of them moved.

Until Chen Hai came with an action team.

The sniper rifle is coming.

The Czech light machine gun has also arrived.

besides…

The grenade launchers were also brought.

this…

It seems a bit exaggerated...

However, it seems that Zhang Yong's own order was wrong.

He asked Chen Hai to bring all the weapons he could bring. Fortunately the mortar was not in his hands. Otherwise brought too.

Hand grenade…

　　Okay, keep it. Maybe it will be useful.

By the way, Zhang Yong also used grenades when he was in Tianjin Wei.

“Catch alive.”

“Confidential.”

Zhang Yong simply deploys tasks.

It is very simple to say. But it's not that easy to do.

You need to wait for the other party to place your order.

You need to wait for the other party in a relatively remote place.

If you shoot someone in a busy city and then take the person away, the news will naturally leak out.

Wait patiently…

“Gululu…”

Suddenly my stomach growled. Made. hungry.

Having no choice but to send someone to buy dry food. I can't eat dinner. Have to leave at any time.

Fortunately, Baozi was bought back quickly. Zhang Yong swallowed one. Just as he was about to swallow the second one, the map displayed and the white dots began to move.

Sure enough. This is a bitch. Really good at choosing the right time.

Fortunately, what I ate was steamed buns. Otherwise, a table of delicious food will be wasted.

Be prepared to track.

But he found that Bai Dot just walked to the door of the cafe, looked to both sides, and then retracted.

Zhang Yong:…

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Matt. You boy, wait.

You are kidding me, right?

If you catch me in a moment, I will kill you with steamed buns!

angry…

Suddenly, the map prompted four more white dots to appear. All armed. Also driving. Come towards the cafe.

Um?

The other party also swayed?

Zhang Yong couldn't care less about being angry. He hurriedly went up to the roof to observe.

As a result, it was discovered that the person arriving was also a black Buick. The license plate is also somewhat familiar. It seems to be from the Ministry of Finance too?

Incredible…

What happened to the Ministry of Finance?

Is it internal strife?

“Where does this license plate come from?”

“Report. Also from the Ministry of Finance.”

"knew."

Zhang Yong is determined.

So I came down and called Kong Fansong again.

As a result, Kong Fansong didn't speak for a long time after listening. He seemed to be struggling with something.

“How about I pretend that I don't know anything?”

“Get rid of it!”

"this…"

“Get rid of it all secretly. Even the people and the car. Then fake the accident.”

"Understood."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone knowingly.

Then, it was his turn to struggle.

Kill them all?

This is not difficult at all.

It is not difficult to fake an accident. Get used to it.

However, who are these five people? He definitely can't kill them indiscriminately. If it were from the Song family, wouldn't it be fatal?

Well, in later generations of street stall novels, there were also some struggles between the Song family and the Kong family.

He, Zhang Yong, is holding Miss Song San's thigh. Some things must be clarified.

Who are you looking for?

Okay, let's find Song Ziyu.

Wish she was still at that Brazilian barbeque restaurant.

Call up.

The person who answered the phone was still Xiaomei.

“I called her.”

"good."

Soon, Song Ziyu came to answer the phone.

When she had nothing to do, she did spend most of her time here. Make some delicious food or something.

“Shaolong, what's the matter with you?”

“I have something that I need to consult with you on…”

“You say it.”

“Ministry of Finance…”

Zhang Yong briefly explained the matter to her.

Hong Fansong was not mentioned. Just say that you are on a mission. For fear of misunderstanding.

“I'll ask Uncle Ziliang.”

"good."

Zhang Yong agreed.

　It took a full minute for him to react.

Huh?

Uncle Ziliang?

Is this Song Ziliang?

That's okay. After he verified it, he felt free to do it.

Wait patiently…

About five minutes later, Song Ziyu replied.

"Uncle Ziliang said, they are all bad guys. Eliminate them all. Complete the task of eradicating evil. No one will be left."

"OK."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Then give her a few words of concern and hang up the phone.

Have all the evil duties done?

is that true?

Kong Fansong told himself not to be left alive.

The same is true for Song Ziliang. The same requirement is that no one should be left behind.

Supposedly, there is no problem.

Do it directly.

But, for some reason, Zhang Yong hesitated.

Are they really bad guys?

Really?

real…

Yeah?

【To be continued】

(End of this chapter)

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