Bourne: Command and Conquer

 Chapter 760, come to the Presidential Palace immediately

 Ouch, headache.

 Zhang Yong started rubbing his temples again.

 He has never had this habit before. I've been having severe brain pain recently.

 Strategic deception!

  How high a rank is required. What a high IQ.

 It felt like only a moment passed before I woke up again.

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 The captured oceans will be turned over to the finance department.

 It can be regarded as a substantial expression that the gap between oneself and Virgo has been eliminated.

“Take a car! I take the information, and someone gets on the bus. I give him the information, he gets off, and then leaves.”

 Song Ziyu is also very tired. Zhang Yong called her family to take her back.

  Their positions seem to be arranged in two rows? It just surrounds a certain street. If you enter from this street, you will be ambushed.

 “Bring someone to the Presidential Palace immediately.”

 We seem to be the Fuxing Society Secret Service! Why fake it?

 “Address.” Zhang Yong asked the spy.

Zhang Yong then arranged for people to find him quietly. Sure enough, I found it.

Lu Keming was dumbfounded for a moment and finally reacted.

“That’s Lin Wei, Director Lin!”

 “Click!”

 Not all spies have cars. Their means of transportation, most of the time, may be trams. Because trams are the cheapest and can run the longest.

“Shaolong, you are truly our God of Wealth!”

 “Is there anything else valuable you have on your hand? Pay it back quickly!”

 Come to see Li Boqi. Found that Li Boqi was not there. The office is empty.

real. Not to boast.

 “Who gave this to you?”

 Jinling’s tram system, like Shanghai’s, is relatively developed.

"Ah what?" Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows at the Japanese spy, "Fake Fuxing Society Secret Service, don't you understand?"

 In terms of pure knowledge, the fifty police academy students he currently leads are not as many as him.

 “Are you Zhang Yong?”

 “What Liao Yishu gave was for the Battle of Songhu, right?”

This guy, did the phone call come here?

“Director Gu, what’s the matter?”

 Then Pearl Harbor…

 Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Dig!

 Sure enough, five large wooden boxes were dug up.

"yes…"

 Then Germany invaded the Soviet Union…

Open. There is indeed an ocean inside.

 “Yes! Be there soon!”

 Come to the middle of the food street. Found an abandoned warehouse. This is the position provided by the spy.

 Headquarters is the headquarters. Some are prison cells. Detain at will.

 “Yes, yes...” the Japanese spy hesitated.

 An intelligence piece was seized…

 Get up in the morning.

 “Director Lin.”

 Completely feel at ease…

 Look at how good it is.

 “Click!”

Perhaps it’s because he himself doesn’t want to think too much about it. Sometimes, you can escape by deceiving yourself.

 “I have, I have…”

 “It’s Luo Zhongxuan…”

  It is the capital of the country after all. It must look good. It seems that there are more than 30 tram lines in operation in the city? Very good.

  Turn your head. It feels so ridiculous.

hey-hey. Making a scene at the Presidential Palace.

 “I’m fine…”

 “Nonsense, it’s obviously another one! You’re not telling the truth!”

 “Who is the other party?”

 So let’s change the topic.

 “Isn’t it five days?”

 In each box, there are about two to three thousand oceans. So, very heavy. Five boxes, indeed more than ten thousand.

"Find me?"

 “I said, I said, it’s Zhou Zhiji…”

 “No. He’s not here.”

 After shouting for a while, everything went crazy. Map monitoring showed that the spies had indeed begun to move around.

 “I heard it!” Everyone answered loudly at once.

what's the situation? There are actually seven red dots? And all of them have weapon marks?



 At the end of the day, he is really just an ordinary person!

 He has not received professional training in espionage skills. There is no super talent. It can even be said that he has no talent. IQ is not high enough either.

 The first spy I saw was a young man who helped. Average looking. But very diligent.

 My mind has not turned around...

 “I put it myself.”

 The most important thing is the separation of people and weapons.

“The Fuxing Society’s Secret Service is handling the case, and everyone else should stay away!”

 The spy screamed.

 “Do you remember it now?”

 Lu Keming was at a loss.

 Can't figure out why this happens.

 Zhang Yong felt a chill in his heart.

If she were an enemy, he would have died a hundred thousand times.

 Zhang Yong put down the microphone. The phone suddenly rang again. Numbly he picked up the phone. I felt vaguely that the other person's voice was familiar.

Gu Bafeng shouted anxiously. I found that the phone had been hung up.

 But he didn’t wake up.

“I still have a sum of money to give to you, so please don’t hit me again…”

 Taking out a gun subconsciously.

 There are three places in the attendant's room. Lin Wei also serves as the director of the first department. That's all Zhang Yong knows. The emperor's close relatives are also relatively taboo.

 The car is still parked at the Military Senate. I just said I would come by train. Just take tram No. 107.

"Yes Yes…"

"Step aside!"

 I also found several red dots along the way. They are all spies in disguise.

 Zhang Yong was relieved.

 “Already handed in. Taken away.”

 Fake? Do we need to fake it?

“88th Division?”

 Next year is the July 7th Incident...

Who knows the general story of the Battle of Songhu, the fall of Jinling, and the series of battles that followed?

 Theoretically, he should incorporate these historical events into intelligence and then disseminate them in a targeted manner. Remind yourself and deceive your enemies. This is what a good agent should do. The problem is, he's not a good agent.

 “Yes. Now.”

 Make arrangements immediately.

 “Pay back the money. Otherwise, I will never end it with you!”

"yes!"

 Zhang Yong didn’t want to be promoted anyway, and he didn’t want to be targeted by Chiang Kai-shek, so it was best to avoid him.

"oh…"

 “Where? There’s only one day left! It’s the last day!”

The Fuxing Society Secret Service came in force, dozens of people came, and they were all fully armed. They must have hidden themselves and pretended to be ordinary people. It's impossible to fight against so many people!

 Wrong. It's eight.

 “Shaolong, come and save me! I’m waiting for you!”

what to do?

Simple. Continue taking the tram.

 Zhang Yong reacted.

 “Where is the food street?” Zhang Yong asked the spy.

it's dark. Zhang Yong decided to call it a day.

 Qian Wanjun is the chief director. He is deputy. However, Qian Wanjun had many part-time jobs, so Lin Wei was actually responsible for the daily work in the attendant's room.

"Step aside!"

 “How did you take it away?”

 The attendant's office did not ask me to participate in the investigation. I slept for two days and two nights, and no one bothered me.

 I am a fool! It seems that the big-headed Buddha has been asked again.

 It has been so long since Zhang Yong arrived in time travel, and Zhang Yong has not encountered a police dog or anything like that. The Secret Service does not. Neither does the police department. There are no such things as wolves and dogs. Therefore, trying to track things by smell is extremely difficult to rely solely on the human nose. In desperation, the spy would smell urine or feces on himself, so that it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect the smell of gunpowder.

 Sitting grandly on Li Boqi's chair, he raised his legs and rested them on the table.

 Director Lin has given you five days. Not given to me.

“Go to the corner of the street, pretend to be from the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service, and announce that you are going to handle the case here. There are other people waiting, so get out of here!”

The spy secretly smacked his tongue. He breathed a sigh of relief again.

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Huh? what's the situation?

The other person doesn’t seem to care about his or her identity?

 Could it be that the other party's purpose is just money, not intelligence? Isn't it because he was caught as a spy?

It is still unclear why the seven Japanese navy spies gathered in the food street. It hasn't been interrogated yet.

What?

of course-

 He was deliberately trying to scare off the enemy. Give those spies a chance to hide.

 “Let everyone be energetic and move quickly.”

hehe. not bad. It's so easy to be fooled.

 Now it’s the Guangdong and Guangxi Incident…

 Suddenly, I want to...

 “Which Director Lin?”

 How does it matter if a little person knows more historical events?

 How can he be competent?

 However, looking around, who else can do it except him?

Snapped!

 Immediately received a slap.

 Catch seven Japanese spies alive…

"arrive!"

　　　“It’s a big deal, it’s not a big deal!”

 “I’m Lin Wei. I’m from the Attendant’s Room.”

 It is not a joyful killing. It seemed like he was slowly torturing the other person.

 Lu Keming turned around and left.

"What?"

vaguely…

well…

 “Ling ring ring…”

"Yes."

hehe. Hold on. You will be caught soon.

 “Go!”

 Will the spy give up his weapons?

of course.

Also, who is this guy in front of me? He dares to pretend to be Zhang Yong! That's an evil star!

 It was indeed her.

 When I woke up, I felt like there was someone around me.

“Be more presentable!” Zhang Yong continued, “From now on, I am Zhang Yong! You are members of the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service!”

"I…"

 “Food street.”

 Sounds interesting.

 Feel refreshed. Be in high spirits.

 Although this is Jinling. However, the Japanese invaders jumped over the wall in a hurry. Anything can be done. Some Japanese invaders were not afraid of dying together.

 It turned out to be her! Then it'll be fine.

Oh, it’s a spy who deceived the Japanese.

Li Jingzhi bit her lip and finally agreed...

  Sixty-two. Two-four-three. Five-seven. Seven

"yes."

"ah?"

"Really. Really. It's Zhou Zhiji. Liao Yishu gave other information. It's not about Tianjin Wei."

 Everyone:? ? ?

 It all feels weird. Impersonate yourself. Fresh.

 “What’s there?”

"yes."

 He is very tired. Others are tired too. Song Ziyu is also very tired.

 And then completely fell into darkness.

 Impersonating myself?

"no no…"

 Zhang Yong glanced at her. No words were spoken. She just does her thing quietly.

 “You still say no? Beat him!”

 Zhang Yong wanted to ask more carefully. But he held back.

However, the map does not show the gold symbol. Explain that there are no gold bars. I hope there really is an ocean.

These guys are really desperate. How dare you pretend to be the Fuxing Society Secret Service!

 Vaguely, it seemed to be Li Boqi's figure. But can't see clearly.

 “Who scolded?”

 “It’s all in the ocean. There may be more than 10,000 or 20,000 people.”

 Suddenly, a red dot entered the edge of the map. Then another. Another one…

 “Are you sure you’re in the food street?”

 The spy leads the way honestly.

No wonder I sensed someone next to me as soon as I woke up. It turned out that someone was holding my hand!

This is slow to respond. Really.

 Zhang Yong hurriedly agreed.

 Two days and two nights. well…

very good. It's the street where the Japanese spies ambush. As long as you go in, you will definitely be shot.

"You already have a pass to the Attendant's Room. Do you think it's appropriate? Hurry! I'll wait for you here!"

“It’s not him. It’s another one! You haven’t told the truth yet, have you?”

 Song Ziyu is taking pictures quietly.

 Next is the certain incident...

The Fuxing Society Secret Service did not dare to collect Lin Wei’s information!

“What did Director Lin say?”

 “I don’t know. We only recognize signs, not people.”

 “Lu Keming!”

 It turns out to be Lin Wei! Deputy Director of the Attendance Room.

 Zhang Yong suddenly had the idea that he might take the tram and "sweep" both sides of the line. The 500-meter area around all tram lines will be "screened". Maybe there will be new discoveries?

 I have been away from Jinling for several months, and many spies may have planted themselves in it.

 “Are you Li Boqi?”

 “You still deny it. Do you want to die?”

semi-consciously…

 “What else can happen? We’ve all been scolded so badly.”

 “Yes.” Lu Keming answered resoundingly.

Tang Shengming was shocked when he saw Zhang Yong's appearance.

 However, these are not the main point. The point is, the seven spies who were later captured in the food street were actually affiliated with the Japanese navy!

The captured Japanese spy (the tram conductor) actually didn’t know that there were other Japanese spies in the food street. Completely coincidental. Because the intelligence systems of the Japanese army and navy were completely isolated. There is almost no interaction. This time it was an accident.

Zhang Yong dragged his tired body and stepped into the door of the Military Senate.

 “How long have I been asleep?”

 Zhang Yong is really sleepy. No more politeness. Farewell. Went back to sleep.

 Grass, what on earth is going on? You have to go to the Presidential Palace yourself!

 Hurry up and shake people!

 Bring more people with you for safety.

 Be beaten again. Prefer not to say? Then fight. I'll beat you until you tell me.

 “I give, I give…”

 The old currency only costs a dime to travel from the south to the north of the city. If it is a rickshaw, it will cost at least two yuan (old currency). If it's legal tender, it's still five cents. A French nickel is half an ocean. Quite expensive.

“I mean, Director Lin, is it appropriate for me to go to the Presidential Palace?”

 He tilted his head and fell asleep again.

 He handed the complete plan to Tang Shengming. Then nothing was said. Farewell. Take someone to **** the spy back to the Jige Lane headquarters.

 Finally, the day is over.

 Hand out his hand to pull her into bed...

 It seemed that Li Boqi was killing someone.

 Stop talking? Then die!

"I now?"

 These historical events. Besides him, who else knows?

 …

 This is the result of his day.

 “I don’t owe you money…”

 From beginning to end, he did not take off his black hood. Therefore, he never knew who Zhang Yong and others were.

just in case…

 Zhang Yong thought for a while. It's been four days?

"right."

 “Am I...suitable?”

no. But I am too lazy to calculate. The last day is the last day. It has nothing to do with me anyway.

 Zhang Yong pretends to be Zhang Yong?

“It’s me.” Li Jingzhi’s voice came.

“We are given five days to solve the case.”

Under the instructions of the Japanese spy, Zhang Yong and others first took bus 102, then transferred to bus 203, and then switched to bus 36, and finally reached their destination.

So, if he is in charge of the work at the headquarters, he is not at the headquarters? What will you do when you come back? Why not leave it to me to take charge of the work, haha...

It was actually Lin Wei who called in person? What to do?

 “I was just looking for you.”

After all, he lived in an era of explosion of knowledge in his previous life. Even if he didn't capture it carefully, a lot of knowledge would usually be poured into his mind. Instill from mobile phone. Indoctrination from computer. There are indeed a lot of messy things that I know. The historical development trend is even more clear at a glance. Basic knowledge of important historical events.

 After all the spies and weapons were separated, Zhang Yongcai led the team in.

 “Hey, Shaolong, Shaolong…”

 Someone came up immediately and continued to beat the spy violently.

"Right in front. Ahead." The spy replied, "There are road signs. You can find the road signs yourself."

"It's really not the case. What Liao Yishu gave was the information from the 88th Division."

 Then, Zhang Yong returned to the dormitory by himself. Fall down and go to sleep.

 Actually, if there is no result within the five-day deadline, it’s not a big deal. Director Lin will not really punish you. At most, the impression is not very good. Used to it.

“Ah, it’s Director Lin. Hello. What are your orders?”

"how do you know?"

 Good, it seems to be back to the scene at the Songhu office. Oh, let’s not talk about it, I really miss it...

 “Two days and two nights.”

The Japanese spy quickly denied it.

 Fortunately, I didn’t jump in hastily before. Otherwise, it is now time-limited.

After he came to his senses, he immediately learned by himself without any teacher, and said hesitantly: "But, will something happen?"

 There are vendors selling various snacks on both sides. No wonder it’s called Food Street.

"Did you hear everything?" Zhang Yong raised his tone and said, "Answer loudly."

 He has asked a lot now. The spy talked a bit too much. If you continue to ask, the other person may become wary.

 “I understand.” Lu Keming replied seriously.

 Fortunately, there is a map reminder. Otherwise, if you rush in, you may be shot. I don’t even know how I died.

 “Okay. Where?”

 Are the people on the tram no suspects? Such a big loophole...

"Yeah?"

 Almost woke up…

"ah!"

 Subsequently, their people and weapons were indeed separated. Apparently the weapon was hidden.

 Then the German invasion of Poland, Nomonhan...

 Everyone needs to rest.

 Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

 How could an 88th Division appear? Is it the most elite 88th Division?

 She was sitting by the bed. Grab his hand.

"Step aside!"

The gun fired. The nearby military police surrounded him. Those Japanese invaders might also be killed. However, there is also the possibility of escape. They threw away their guns, pretended to be ordinary people, changed their clothes, washed their hands, and then applied something smelly on their bodies to cover up the smell of gunpowder.

"ah…"

 “I am Zhang Yong.”

“Let’s just say that the Fuxing Society Secret Service is handling the case!”

 Then came the German sweep across Europe, Dunkirk…

 Suddenly, the phone rang.

　　Mad, this **** spy, actually secretly set a trap for himself.

 Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Um. good. A new experience.

 Zhang Yong’s voice was hoarse. The eyes were bloodshot.

 He was kicked again. He was kicked to the ground hard.

 The distance is a bit far. Need to take a car. However, Zhang Yong did not have a car.

 I sensed someone next to me again. Reflexively draw the gun. As a result, Li Jingzhi's voice came, "It's me, don't be afraid!"

 Zhang Yong smiled coldly. No words were spoken. But he didn't take action either.

 Subsequently, Zhang Yong discovered a very serious problem. There are many gendarmes and police along the way. Many checkpoints are set. However, they did not check the passing trams. Didn't stop either. In other words, if the enemy is hidden inside the passengers, they can easily avoid inspection.

 “You are Japanese and an undercover agent of the Japanese, right?”

"What's the matter?"

"What happened?" Zhang Yong said disapprovingly, "The name of the Fuxing Society's Secret Service is so terrible, who else dares to ask questions? By the way, just pretend to be that Zhang Yong! That Zhang Yong is a ghost, and others will hear it I dare not say his name."

 “Where do the oceans come from? Why do you have so many oceans?”

 Zhang Yong led the team into the food street.

 It shouldn’t be…

 Zhang Yong was stunned.

 “Oh…” Zhang Yong slowly opened his eyes.

Arrests!

 “Take us there.”

　　At most, I will be scolded twice when I turn around. got used to.

 Catch Japanese spies!

 There are seven!

Just in time to give those police academy students some practice!

 …

"Well…"

 Unexpectedly, I discovered that the call was actually from Gu Bafeng.

It turned out that the other party wanted money. If you want to survive, you can only give money.

"Step aside!"

 “Shaolong, you...”

Soon, someone shouted from the front.

 He has more important things to do.

"me…"

 “Ling ring ring…”

Financial Section Chief Chen Qingquan was all smiles. Holding Zhang Yong's arms, he almost did a break dance on the spot.

faint!

  The top seed player among the German weapon masters!

 There was actually a traitor who provided its intelligence to the Japanese spies! Is this okay? Don’t the Japanese spies know all the details of the 88th Division?

 “Where’s the intelligence?”

 After a beating, the spy finally revealed the specific location.

 The Japanese spy once again made a painful plea. hoarse voice.

As long as those spies have no weapons in their hands, they are lambs to be slaughtered.

 Zhang Yong had a thought.

 My eyelids feel very heavy, as if I might faint at any time. But he never fainted. Because he looked quite excited.

"Who are you?"

 Zhang Yong picked it up casually. This is Li Boqi's phone number. He can listen.

 Fight your way out of the Presidential Palace…

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)