Three people went in and actually brought out three radio stations. It seems that the identity of this Japanese spy is not simple!

It's a pity that he was beaten to death when they met.

But it doesn't matter. No matter what his identity is, the result is the same.

"There's more! There's more!" Chen Yan shouted excitedly.

"What else is there?" Zhang Yong asked.

"There's also a radio station inside."

"besides?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

No, four? Four radio stations?

What is this Japanese spy doing hiding so many radio stations? Is he using them for food?

Keep moving!

Move out five radio stations.

Two old ones and three new ones. They haven't been opened yet.

Surprised.

Looking at the corpse of the Japanese spy on the ground.

It must have been a big fish! It’s a pity that it just died like this.

Shake his head.

"And more! And more! And more!"

"what else?"

"Silver, silver..."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was dubious.

Could a spy be that stupid? Impossible, right?

Hidden five radio stations, and also hidden silver?

So stupid?

Lower your head and go in.

I lit the ignition fold. Sure enough, I saw a lot of silver.

They are all pieces of silver, with different shapes. Some are silver ingots, and some are gold ingots.

He picked up a piece casually and weighed it. It felt ok. He bit it with his mouth again. It seemed real? Unfortunately, he was not a professional and did not dare to make a conclusion.

However, so much silver, even if it is slightly less pure, is quite astonishing.

Where the Japanese spies came from is now unexplainable, but it is not important.

As long as it falls into the hands of Zhang Yong, it belongs to Zhang Yong.

Immediately ordered them all to move out.

Move them all back to Nanyuan Airport and then put them on the plane and take them away.

There is already a DC-3 transport plane waiting at the airport. It will be installed tonight and will take off early tomorrow morning. It will return to Jinling at noon.

Then it falls into the money bag of the short-term financing department...

"Walk!"

Wave your hands and lead the team to evacuate.

I glanced at the bookstore to the east and saw Qi Jiuding. The other party also saw him, but his expression remained unchanged.

Suddenly I want to play a prank and wink mysteriously at the other person.

Hehe. Take your time and guess.

Take your time and guess what I mean.

Wink!

Ha ha……

Leave happily.

There is another red dot approaching in front.

Riding a bicycle, he seems to be a teacher?

Japanese spy?

Impersonating a teacher?

Keep calm.

When the other party came to his side, he suddenly took out the gun.

This time I used Thomson.

Original 100 round drum magazine.

I'm tired of using Somi. I need to change my feel.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

"Ta-ta-ta..."

A series of bullets all hit the spy.

The spy was immediately beaten and fell backwards from the bicycle. However, the bicycle continued to move forward.

Zhang Yong sped up a few steps and came to the front of the spy.

At that moment, he saw the spy open his mouth.

Seems like he wants to speak?

So awesome...

Just like the anti-Japanese drama.

Even after being hit by Thomson, he could still speak.

"Zhang Yong..."

I clearly heard the spy say two words.

The Japanese spy still used his last strength to glare at him with ferocious eyes.

Obviously, the other party knew him Zhang Yong.

but……

Why not hide?

Why did you ride straight here?

Do you think you might not be able to identify it?

hehe.

Overestimating one's abilities...

Squat down.

Touch the corpse.

I found a telegram.

Huh?

telegraph?

Just take it out.

I found it written in Traditional Chinese:

Kill Zhang Yong quickly. No matter the cost.

oh……

It turns out he wants his own head!

I thought I had some great secret! It turned out that I wanted to kill myself.

Throw the telegram away.

I'm too lazy to tear it into pieces. Anyone who wants to see it can read it!

Whoever wants to kill me, Zhang Yong, just come over! I will follow them all.
To be continued...