Bourne: Command and Conquer

 Chapter 745, credibility first

Catherine suddenly wanted to bite Zhang Yong.

This bastard. More money to add! He really makes money all day long! Everything you do requires money!

 So angry.

 Want to bite him.

 Finally, I managed to control my inner anger.

 Go out. Go up the stairs to the fourth floor. Return to your room 406. Push the door gently. Found the door locked. Yes, Catherine is really in there. This woman locked the door? Forget it, leave her alone. Give up knocking. Continue taking the stairs and go down to the first floor.

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 The legendary organs generally do not exist. That's fiction.

Sure enough, I saw the big dark red suitcase at a glance. The LV logo on it is very conspicuous. I wish the whole world could see it.

 “I get up with you.”

"I give!"

 Looking around, I found that it was the one carrying the LV suitcase.

 Catherine nodded. Show that you know.

strangeness…

 The suitcase has been damaged and cannot be restored. The Japanese invaders will definitely find out.

Dou Wanjiang followed his instructions and walked all the streets, not alleys.

 She can definitely defeat the other seven people by herself. Ha ha. She is professional!

 She is from MI7. It is the predecessor of 007. Definitely well trained. She can fight twenty with one. What's seven?

"you…"

 “Click!”

However, it is also strange. What is this spy doing with a blueprint for a fighter jet? Handed over to another spy? internal discussion?

  Anyway, I gave you five hundred dollars, and I’ll give you another hundred...

"for you."

 I'm afraid that there will be something wrong with those drawings. So take it out.

 “Click…”

 Take out the book and read it carefully. See if there are any mezzanines or something.

 If he can't do it, she won't give him the money. It's that simple.

 It has nothing to do with me at all!

 The model number he remembered was bf109, that’s right. However, what it looks like is blurry.

 It is so difficult to make money these days. US$5,700 is enough for him to provide first-class VIP services. hey-hey. Collect money to do things. Reputation comes first.

drive.

boarding.

"I have opened a room in 406. You can go up and have a rest."

 Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction. Snap your fingers.

“Otherwise, you can just keep staring at Yuan Bin.”

 Perhaps by boat…

 Forgot to investigate the cover-up identity of this spy.

"good."

"I asked you to sleep in my room, as if you were taking advantage of me. I didn't even ask you to share half of the room fee..."

 Catherine turned away. She paid for it.

 At this time, Dou Wanjiang had already arrived in the Cadillac. He is also not afraid of bad luck.

 At least, Catherine had not discovered it before.

**** it…

 Take out the wire. Technical unlocking.

　　　我草. This Yuan Bin. What he does is really rough.

 Take off the leather buckle.

 There seemed to be a white light flashing in the portable space.

But it doesn't matter, there are so many people in this Madier Hotel, and the Japanese spies can't suspect Zhang Yong.

 Sure enough, he was stabbed in the chest. Then he was covered with a towel. Then cover it with clothes.

 Too many again…

  Lockpicking is a basic skill for Fuxing Society agents. Except for those high-level anti-theft locks that cannot be opened, this kind of ordinary door lock can be easily opened.

Arrests. It was originally what he was best at. However, he was too lazy to do anything without oil and water.

snort!

“Which room do you live in?”

 In the car, Zhang Yong hummed leisurely, "Let's go to Xianyang first..."

 She vowed to conquer him sooner or later. This is a purely personal grudge. snort.

 At this time, it was already late at night, almost early morning. The guests on the first floor gradually disappeared.

walk over. Careful study. Found out there is no password lock. Simply fasten it with a leather buckle.

   Not necessary.

 This Zhang Yong still has credibility. As long as you collect the money, you can do anything big.

 The map shows that Yuan Bin and others did not carry weapons.

 He did not notice Zhang Yong at all in the corner of the lobby. It is estimated that there is no threat or anything like that. Naturally ignored. Mind your own business, take the elevator up to the fourth floor. Go back to room 408. Then nothing unusual happens.

 Very simple cover-up. But well done.

This bastard. How could you not be tempted by your own beauty?

He is really desperate for money. Want money not beauty. Is money that important? Not as good as me?

 Catherine replied bitterly.

What? Streetlight? nonexistent.

Just like Du Xiaoman’s Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, it was made by people. But it cannot be installed in the suitcase.

The two Belarusian girls on the night shift smiled and shook their heads. Indicates no need.

 There is no reason! Unless this spy came back from abroad?

etc…

 Zhang Yong just ignored her. He has been staring at the LV suitcase. Still in the room? should be.

It is actually a three-dimensional view of a fighter jet. But the model cannot be determined.

 Catherine was frozen.

No…

 If you have any dirty work in the future, just call me, I guarantee it will be cheap and good...

"Add money."

 Pull it out and look at it, eyes twinkling.

 Before he finished speaking, he saw the vehicle in front of him stop.

 Sit down in the corner of the lobby, close your eyes and meditate.

 Let’s go and see what’s in the box first.

 “Help me catch them.”

　　Calmly, he came to the door of room 306. There was no one inside. But there was a "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging outside the door.

 It's from MI7...

Besides, there are no powerful weapons that can be packed in the suitcase.

 Finally, I discovered the mezzanine within the mezzanine.

There was obviously no one inside. Do not disturb yet?

 He is not a god. What does it mean to be able to do all the big things?

Tell him to go to heaven, can he?

 The one that impressed me the most was the American-made P-38 because it had three fuselages. So I was very impressed. Almost all other fighters look similar...

 Catherine frowned.

 Suddenly, the map monitoring showed that a marked red dot came out of the ballroom.

 Just right.

have a bee in one's bonnet.

 Perish together.

 “Hallucination…”

 Catherine repeated the emphasis.

"Okay. Find another job. I've done what you asked me to do. Give me seven hundred dollars. We'll pay it back."

 A new person was supporting Sun Dingyuan's mistress.

 The bottom layer and mezzanine of the suitcase…

Zhang Yong pursed his lips towards the two black cars. The two left knowingly.

Although he is not very good at other skills, he also has some talents in unlocking.

 “You can’t even try to take advantage of me.”

Selling it for $300,000?

 It’s just right, it can fit in the carry-on space. There are about thirty drawings.

 Sure enough, Yuan Bin and the others have a problem. They really killed people. Now I want to take the dead person out of the hotel and deal with it.

 At this moment in Shanghai, not all places have street lights. Even if it’s a concession.

 Surround them quickly.

 This is no problem.

Since there is nothing wrong with the drawing, I put it back. Wait until the next time you have the opportunity to deceive someone before taking it out.

 There are actually books inside?

 What Zhang Yong saw were actually thick books.

hehe. This Japanese spy also knows the empty city strategy. Pretending to be mysterious.

 She wants to be a qualified agent. You must control your emotions skillfully. Joy and anger cannot be expressed in color.

 Well, she would rather give money. Five thousand dollars really isn’t a lot.

 Why is there such an illusion...

The spy probably didn’t come down to the ballroom with him.

 At this time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and the streets were already quite dark.

 Give instructions immediately.

 Zhang Yong said it didn’t matter. He sat in the back.

By the way, this is the first time she has used a beauty trap to seduce a man!

 As a result, the other party did not take the bait.

 Zhang Yong successfully opened the door. He quietly pushed the door open and went in.

Feeling so smart, I saved a hundred dollars...

 “We’ll send him home.”

 It would be best to target other spies in the hotel.

 Catherine noticed in particular that as they were getting into the car, someone took out a wad of towels from the dead man's chest. Dark red.

 “Would you like to bring you a midnight snack?”

disappointment…

 Subconsciously, I feel as if the drawing has been modified. However, it is impossible to say where the modification was made.

 The rest will naturally be handled by Catherine.

 Zhang Yong patted his head.

Even if MI7 refuses to pay, she can ask her family for it.

 Catherine opened the door warily. Zhang Yong made a gesture. Indicates that the target has started to take action.

 There are also some simple numerical markings on it. There is also some Japanese. I can guess some meaning. But I don’t understand everything.

"Turn left…"

Of course, it is also possible that there is nothing valuable in the suitcase. So it's not locked. That's bad.

 The map shows that after the spy returned to the room, he was scurrying around inside.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

 Hum, no? Just throw it away?

 “No. Five thousand dollars.”

 Seventy-nine. One-three-four. One-eight-six. Two-forty-nine

 It seems that this spy is very confident in his abilities.

 The truth is this. But…

  Without thinking. Take away all the drawings.

good. This is the attitude towards doing business!

 You are all international spies. What you are playing are high-end games. You are all on the international stage. Is five thousand dollars a lot?

Sure enough, Yuan Bin and the others took the elevator down. Still a group of people showed up.

 For her, and for MI7, five thousand dollars was nothing. If you can control this Yuan Bin in your own hands, it will be worth ten thousand dollars.

 “Can we catch up?” Kaiser couldn’t help but feel worried.

So Yuan Bin and his party helped the dead man out of the hotel. Outside, two black cars were ready.

You should go further away.

 “Click!”

"Zhang Yong, you really dare to speak up. For such a big thing, you only need five thousand dollars."

Wait for Yuan Bin to help the dead man out.

 She finally said angrily.

　　Ahhhh, he is really angry to death.

 He is finished...

 “I don’t live.”

 “How much do you want?”

 “If I hadn’t caught the current trend, I wouldn’t have given you the money.”

is her…

 Yuan Bin and his party passed by the front desk of the hotel. One person also said to the girl at the front desk:

"Of course." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Are they going to dispose of the body in the concession? If it is discovered, it will always be troublesome."

what's the situation?

 Zhang Yong was confused.

 It is best to be suspicious of Japanese spies. Then take action.

Then…

The flashing lights kept coming.

 There is nothing included in any of the books.

 His current task is to keep an eye on the two spies. There is also Akagi Gaochun who has been hiding in the darkness.

 Ahhh, she was angrier than ever. real. He was so angry.

 If it’s true, that’s awesome.

 Catherine said slowly. Actually, I'm not worried.

 One hundred dollars is not a lot. Just give it.

 Zhang Yong did not respond.

result…

“Miss, if you didn’t catch up, you would have saved five thousand dollars.” Zhang Yong said slowly from the back row.

 Then there was no sound.

If these drawings were given to the Germans, I wonder how the Germans would react?

 Suddenly…

"Hundred dollars."

 Zhang Yong gave guidance from time to time in the back row.

 Did the Japanese really get the blueprints of the BF109 fighter jet?

 “Hallucination…”

 Zhang Yong continued to wait.

 Finally, he even took out the dagger and directly scratched the box.

 Wrong. Too little.

"You think too much."

 Unbelievable.

"Turn right…"

 Sorry, I didn’t remember the rest.

"Please, miss, you are willing to pay five hundred dollars to kill him. How about capturing him alive? I believe that capturing him alive and grabbing his sore feet is much more valuable than killing him. Definitely more than ten times."

He had forgotten the original reason for coming to the Madiel Hotel, which was to investigate the man who made the phone call. Whichever side has more oil and water, he will give priority to that side.

 “Every penny is a lot.”

 Followed by Feng Yunshan and others.

 “I will go too,” said Catherine.

What a disappointment! It’s simply impossible to say. However, Zhang Yong still refused to give up and searched hurriedly and patiently.

 The covers are all in English. He couldn't even understand it. I don't know what it is.

 However, she secretly swore that Zhang Yong would regret it sooner or later!

"this…"

Yuan Bin's expression suddenly changed.

 “Okay.” Zhang Yong nodded.

 “Then outside…”

 Zhang Yong also saw it. Nodding thoughtfully.

 Grinding his teeth secretly.

 Wave your hands behind you. Dou Wanjiang and Feng Yunshan came out of the darkness.

 It’s best to doubt everything.

 In fact, it is too difficult to install a mechanism in a suitcase. This would be difficult for even the most dexterous craftsmen to do.

 Zhang Yong nuzzled at Catherine. express. bawl. You see clearly. I'm not lying to you.

 She wanted to ask who Yuan Bin killed. But he held back.

"snort!"

This guy is carrying such a big suitcase, maybe he really came back from abroad.

hehe. Be anxious. It's best to be anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

“As long as there is no perpetrator, no one will report the crime.”

 Zhang Yong returned to the lobby on the first floor.

 Catherine got out of the car quickly. Pick up the camera. A wild shot. Preserve evidence from the scene.

Dou Wanjiang reached out of the car window and waved his hand behind.

Since Catherine is reluctant to pay, she will pay for it herself.

 He was indeed planning to sell it for $100. But she shut up.

 Zhang Yong did not get off the car.

"Thanks!"

 It is basically certain that this is a monoplane fighter. It seems somewhat familiar.

 “Wait for me. I’ll get the camera.”

 Obviously, the other party found something wrong with the suitcase.

 Zhang Yong has an excellent service attitude.

 Open the suitcase carefully.

 There was no other way but to go up and arrest people decisively.

 Well, this woman is really.

 Zhang Yong quickly cleaned up the scene. Then leave quietly.

 The two of them hurriedly came down the stairs.

 Zhang Yong:…

If Yuan Bin was allowed to dispose of the body, she would not be able to catch him. This kind of thing must be caught on the spot. Evidence must remain.

Since the money has been given, Zhang Yong has to be responsible for the rest. She doesn't care.

 Seeing Yuan Bin and others getting into the car, starting the vehicle and preparing to leave, Catherine became anxious.

 There is no other way but to give it away for free.

 Most of the lighting relies on the neon lights of the shops on both sides. If the neon lights were off, the streets would look quite dark. It's late at night, and most of the neon lights have gone out. There are only a few scattered ones left, which can only provide very weak illumination.

When he was in a hurry, she gave him ten babies, which exhausted him to death...

 “If you are outside the concession, even if you are discovered, no one will care.”

"I give you."

One of them seems to be The Count of Monte Cristo? Guess. Just look at the cover.

 Both sides suffer.

"The person killed by Yuan Bin was the mistress of a man named Sun Dingyuan. Sun Dingyuan's current whereabouts are unknown. He himself is a fugitive. I am also hunting him. Therefore, such a person can be thrown outside the concession..."

 Catherine hesitated to speak.

 This guy wants money!

 “I charge money to do things. Credibility comes first.”

 The spy went up by elevator. Just perfectly staggered.

 Catherine became anxious again and couldn't help but said: "They have left the concession."

 Thirty drawings, one thousand dollars each, not much, right?

Thirty pieces, only sold for $30,000...

 Catherine hurriedly went to get the camera. I don't know where she put it. Anyway, be back soon.

 As long as she becomes an official agent of MI7, she will have a lot of money. Everything that can be solved with money is not a problem...

 Catherine is going to take the passenger seat.

Set off.

 After all, others are the sponsors. It’s the sponsor who wants to pay him $5,700!

Late at night. Sleepy. Dazzled. The consciousness is abnormal.

 It’s not bf109, right?

faint. He forgot the specific three-dimensional view of bf109.

"he…"

 Zhang Yong immediately came to 406, outside his room, and knocked on the door.

Then he couldn't help but frown. Surprised again.

 “It’s better that way.”

At this time, the spy who was still in the dance hall finally came out. Still looking very cold.

 Not long after, we arrived at the Zhabei exit.

 Zhang Yong shrugged and spread his hands. Said he didn't care.

  A slight sound came.

Sure enough, at one o'clock in the morning, Yuan Bin and his group made some noise.

 “Five thousand dollars.”

Feng Yunshan and others immediately increased the accelerator, overtook, and then aggressively outflanked Yuan Bin and others.

"I do not want it."

  Found a stack of blueprints.

 Aphro and Yurkina are also missing, look for them. It was discovered that the two of them had indeed arrived at the back of the hotel. I guess it's a staff dormitory?

well…

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)