But I'm not good at removing makeup. My hair was pulled out.

So miserable.

it hurts.

As expected, disguise is really troublesome.

With great difficulty, I finally removed all the disguises from my face.

Then it was cleaned and worked for more than half an hour before it was restored to its original appearance.

Wrap the disguise in a cloth bag and find a place to throw it away. Then, resume Zhang Yong's identity and return to the vicinity of Masnan Road.

There are many small blue dots here. They are all his men.

The leader is Wei Fangquan.

"Commissioner."

Seeing Zhang Yong's safe return, Wei Fangquan was completely relieved.

I had always been on tenterhooks before. I was afraid something would happen.

However, Zhang Yong has to act alone. He cannot ask. This is discipline.

In fact, Zhang Yong only asked one thing from them: obey orders.

Don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

Don't say what you shouldn't say.

Manage your money well. Manage your mouth well. Manage your hands well. Manage your feet well.

Also take good care of the fifth limb.

He, Zhang Yong, can be dissolute and shameless. But others cannot.

That's right. It's such a double standard. If you want to take my ocean, you have to abide by the rules.

"Where's the phone nearby?"

"This way."

Wei Fangquan hurriedly led the way.

Zhang Yong found the phone and called the Madier Hotel first.

Avro's voice came softly, "Mr. Zhang, there is no message from you for the time being. Do you want to..."

"Do you have McFarland's phone number?" Zhang Yong asked directly.

"Yes. Mr. MacFarlane has left a phone number with us. You can call him at any time."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhang Yong quickly got the phone number.

Hang up the phone. Dial again. Soon, MacFarlane's voice came.

"who……"

"I'm Zhang Yong. I have something to do with you."

"What's up?"

"Come out and tell me face to face."

"Mediterranean Western Restaurant. I happen to be hungry. Please treat me to a meal."

"Can."

Zhang Yong readily agreed.

Of course it's no problem to treat you to a meal. The maximum cost is five dollars.

But, after a while, you have to give me at least five hundred dollars. Otherwise, there is a lot of confidential information, I won’t tell you!

Hang up the phone. Give me money. Then go to the Mediterranean restaurant.

I just took out ten dollars and prepared two KFC deluxe lunches... I made a mistake, it was a deluxe meal. No KFC.

Eat one portion first. Wait until you are full. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable.

Half an hour later, MacFarlane showed up. He came in. He didn't say anything and just immersed himself in eating.

Zhang Yong remained silent, waiting for the other person to eat enough, thinking about how to create anxiety for the other person, and then took money out of the other person's pocket.

The most fundamental way to make money in those training courses in later generations is to create anxiety.

As long as anxiety arises, you can get rich by selling salt. Zhang Yong even grabbed the salt himself.

Looking back now, it was super childish.

But at that time, I was really anxious.

MacFarlane finally had enough. He called the waiter to clear away the dishes, and then stared at Zhang Yong warily.

The instinct of a veteran spy told him that Zhang Yong wanted to pick his pocket again.

I couldn't help but wake up a lot of energy.

"Is the USS Yorktown heading to the Atlantic Ocean?"

"What?"

"The USS Yorktown is getting ready to transit the Panama Canal, right?"

"you……"

MacFarlane knew immediately that something was wrong.

His own pocket is no longer safe. The other party is playing hard to get, and must be asking him to pay for information.

"I have no idea."

"That's a pity. I'll take this meal. Goodbye."

"wait!"

MacFarlane had to change his attitude.

The other party is really desperate for money. He wants money as soon as we meet him. He wants money within three sentences.

I'm really impressed.

I have never seen such a weird thing.

But that's okay.

Everyone is happy with anything that can be solved with money.

If you want to exchange other benefits, it will be more troublesome. For example, inspection-free passage and so on.

God knows what this guy will use it for.

In case of transporting tobacco...

"Don't ask me where the information comes from. If you ask me, you will get it by interrogating the Japanese spies." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "There must be deep spies hidden in your Pacific Fleet headquarters. They can keep track of the movements of your warships at all times."

"How much do you want?" McFarland responded bitterly.

"No money." Zhang Yong showed a harmless smile, "This is for free."

"Then what do you want to sell for money?"

"A photo."

"What photo?"

"Five hundred dollars."

"You should show it to me first before talking."

"No."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

One photo. Five hundred dollars.

You have to pay to watch. This is a rule. Who decided it? I, Zhang Yong!

silence.

MacFarlane is confused.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes and rested his mind.

By the way, the aircraft carrier Yorktown is so slow! It has not yet reached the entrance to the Panama Canal.

Over there, the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier also left Pearl Harbor and sailed west. I don't know where it was going.

"for you!"

In the end, MacFarlane paid.
To be continued...