"I know."

"I heard that he disappeared. What happened?"

"actually……"

"explain."

"Commissioner, someone saw him going to the Northeast with a group of people."

"northeast?"

"Yes."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was secretly suspicious.

Li Yuanqing actually went to Northeast China?

What to do in Northeast China?

Thinking of his identity, is he going there to perform a mission?

In other words, if he was an undercover red party member and went to the three northeastern provinces to perform a mission, it would really be a narrow escape from death!

really……

Sometimes, farewell happens inadvertently...

well……

"Help me continue to pay attention to the news about Li Yuanqing."

"OK."

Masson Pine agreed.

Zhang Yong stood up and sent Masson Pine away.

Here, the masson pine has just left with its front legs, and the plum blossoms have arrived with its back legs.

"Commissioner..."

"Bring it here!"

Zhang Yong shows no hypocrisy at all.

You know it. Stop pretending.

Li Baipu's gift list is also US$50,000 and Ocean 300,000.

Sure enough, it was all agreed upon.

No one has more and no one has less.

"Mr. Commissioner..."

"I want to ask you something. Concession patrol officer Li Yuanqing..."

"Arrested."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Arrested?

Arrested by whom?

Party Affairs Investigation Department?

After the Northwest Incident, the Party Investigation Office no longer arrests red party members!

how……

"Commissioner, I can confirm that it was done by the Japanese."

"Yeah?"

"They must be Japanese. I recognize one of them. He is not a local. He must have come from Manchuria."

"Manchuria?"

Zhang Yong immediately thought of the Qinglong Club.

Then I thought of Wang Jichang’s words.

It is said that Hideki Tojo sent many spies from the Blue Dragon Society to Shanghai to look for the Anti-Japanese Alliance.

Maybe Li Yuanqing got involved with the Anti-League people, or was exposed in other ways. Then he was targeted by the Qinglong Society and was arrested.

Masson Pine said that Li Yuanqing and a group of people went to the Northeast.

That group of people are probably the spies of the Blue Dragon Society. It seems that things are a bit troublesome.

Unexpectedly, the Japanese invaders of the Qinglong Society did not capture the Anti-League, but instead captured Li Yuanqing.

No wonder Bob doesn't know anything.

The spies of the Blue Dragon Society must be very secretive in their work.

That's why people like Huang Huangrong knew it because they had a deep foundation in the concession.

"Yes. Manchuria."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong took his thoughts back.

There's no point in being anxious. It's a done deal.

It would be best if Li Yuanqing did not die. If he died, he could only seek revenge.

"I'll give you a receipt."

"Need not."

"This was collected by the central bank on behalf of me. It did not fall into my personal pocket."

"ah?"

Li Baipu was stunned.

Same reaction as Ma Meisong.

I thought, when did you, Zhang Yong, change your gender?

Take the money and it doesn’t go into your own pocket?

No, what you do makes us feel very insecure!

We give this gift to you personally!

If you don’t accept it, then that’s not the case...

"Don't worry. I'm not targeting you. As long as you don't become a traitor, I guarantee you'll be fine."

"No. No. We absolutely won't."

"That's good."

Zhang Yong wrote the receipt.

Signed, stamped, and looked serious.

This made Li Baipu feel uneasy. He was thinking about whether to give another generous gift.

But, it’s really a bit debilitating!

A generous gift is fifty thousand dollars, three hundred thousand oceans.

If I have another portion, it will really hurt...

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ring ring ring..."

The phone rang suddenly.

Zhang Yong then waved his hand, indicating that Li Baipu could leave.

Li Baipu then left quietly.

I hope Zhang Yong is telling the truth. Otherwise, Boss Huang is still worried...

In Shanghai tonight, all the big guys are feeling uneasy.

I don’t know when Zhang Yong’s butcher knife will be raised again, and I don’t know who he will chop down again...

Afraid!

Zhang Yong picked up the microphone.

A stiff voice came from the other end of the phone.
To be continued...