"He He……"

"We are not Yue himself. He knows it."

"He He……"

"Don't ask for denial. There is no benefit to us if you are wrong. Tell me, what are their names?"

"He He……"

Two months of spying.

Wu Liuqi began to roll up his sleeves. He looked fierce.

"Don't, don't fight! His name is Hiroyuki Noguchi, and his name is Hashiguchi Kenmi." The bespectacled Moon Spy said hurriedly.

"Okay! Consider us honest!" Zhang Yong nodded and waved his leg.

Wu Liuqi then stepped aside.

Zhang Yong walked to the side of the microscope and took a closer look.

I also carefully observed the nameplate and trademark of the microscope and found that there was the Ricoh logo on it.

Made in China, Yue Kou is really good.

Simply talking about technology, Yueben at this moment is indeed relatively advanced.

A battleship with a displacement of 70,000 tons can be built. A very precise microscope can also be built. It is much more powerful than China, which is poor and red.

well……

"My name is Hiroyuki Noguchi?"

"no……"

"Am I a professor of archeology?"

"he……"

The wrong party is silent.

Does Zhang Yong believe that he guessed wrong?

As expected, Cuofang is a professional. He is very knowledgeable about ancient cultural relics. He is especially familiar with Chinese history.

There are talented people in the Huai government agency.

Very professional.

It is said that after the Tang and Song Dynasties, Chinese culture was at its core, which is not unreasonable.

In some cases, I did not study Chinese history and tried to be better than the Chinese themselves. A series was formed.

For example, that month's bandit spy leader Kenji Doihara had more knowledge about Chinese culture and history than many Chinese university history professors.

Isn’t it a very powerful wrong leg?

It is really difficult for me, a rookie who knows nothing, to beg them to pay them wrongly.

"which university?"

"…Waseda."

"He thought I was from Kyoto University. I heard that Kyoto University's history department is the best."

"He was wrong..."

Noguchi Hirotaka shouted reflexively.

As soon as the words came out, it felt good. At that time, it was not his turn to argue.

Zhang Yong did not explain further, so as not to damage his character. His "eruditeness" could not be "heard". It must not be too detailed.

The fact is, he doesn't know exactly where Waseda University is. Is it in Tokyo?

He didn't know which one was more powerful between the history departments of Kyoto University and Waseda University. The main focus was on random nonsense.

If the wrong party refutes, it means they are hooked.

If you ask the wrong party to speak, information will be leaked.

If the wrong party refutes himself eloquently, even more information will be leaked.

In response, Hiroyuki Noguchi did not refute. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not say a word. This shows that he is not only a professor of archeology, but also a spy.

Zhang Yong considered the other instruments one by one. Whether they were all very professional equipment and very well prepared.

Do Xiangxi Yanjia, Northwest Majia, and Maoshan Qujia have such professional equipment? Haha. Just guess what they specialize in.

Of course, to put it nicely, it’s just a lack of vision. It has nothing to do with science.

"The two of you have great plans."

Zhang Yong looked at all the instruments before heading east again.

He waved his legs and asked the two spies to go east. They didn't dare to go. They were forcefully forced to go east.

Let me go, I must go. If I don’t want to go, I have to go.

"Do we seem to be spies?"

"No!"

"No?"

"Of course not. Are they archaeologists? Do they have legal status?"

"Okay then. He will send us to the Fuxing Club."

"No, it's easy to discuss things. Don't you want to beg for help? They are willing to cooperate..."

"Where is our sincerity?"

"There is a hexagonal stone on the edge of the pond outside. We opened the stone and found an oil paper bag on the east side."

"good!"

Zhang Yong waved his leg.

Zhong Yang immediately took people out, found the stone, and dug it out. Sure enough, there was an oil paper bag on the east side.

Pick it up. It's heavy. Take it back and open it. There are red flowers inside. There are about three hundred pieces. They are brand new Mexican eagles. They are very dazzling.

"I read……"

"Too little!"

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Three hundred oceans?

Just want to send him away?
Chapter completed!