More than thirty?

Then arrest more than thirty spies and interrogate them.

One for one. Fair.

"I, I, I am willing to give, willing to give..."

"Bring it here."

"In, in, the mezzanine between the doors."

"Door crack?"

Zhang Yong was curious.

Anyone else hide money under the door?

Later I discovered that the so-called door gap refers to the gap between the door frame and the wall.

I dug around inside and took out a few banknotes. They were all with a face value of 100 yuan. There were only four of them, which was 400 silver dollars. There was nothing else.

They all belong to the Bank of China. This bank seems to be in charge of the Song family now. Yes, the Song family.

In fact, the Song family and the Kong family both have shares in all the big banks, more or less. Therefore, they have a very close relationship with each other.

He took the banknotes back to the counter and arranged them neatly. Still sitting, he looked at the spy with his eyes wide open.

Spy:???

what's the situation?

I've already given you money. Why don't you leave?

Isn't it because you don't have enough money?

These bastards!

I've already given you four hundred silver dollars!

Not satisfied yet...

Lower your head.

Zhang Yong didn't speak either.

Since the spy wanted to delay time, he was happy to kill time.

Another day of confusion. At night, I hugged Gu Xiaoru and slept well.

Beautiful...

20 minutes……

40 minutes……

Quiet.

No one spoke.

No guests came in. Everyone took a detour.

Is there someone here with a gun looking for death? People who don’t use their eyesight can’t survive in Shanghai. They have been killed long ago.

Even the patrol police passing by looked at it from a distance and left wisely.

If you dare to do this kind of thing in broad daylight, you are either from a certain department or a subordinate of a gang leader. They cannot afford to offend you.

"Ahem..."

The spy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He felt that if he continued to spend money like this, he would be the one who would suffer in the end.

"Backyard, under the water tank..."

"Another point……"

The spy had to speak again.

Lose money and eliminate disaster. If you don't bleed today, it's impossible to drive the other person away.

Zhang Yong did not move.

Someone went to the backyard, emptied the water tank, and moved it away.

This kind of house usually has a large water tank in the backyard, filled with water, to prevent fires.

If a fire breaks out, scoop water from the water tank immediately to extinguish the fire in the bud.

This can be regarded as the wisdom of the ancient working people.

After moving the water tank, I did find an oil paper bag. I opened it and found some banknotes inside.

Also with a face value of 100 silver dollars. Five pieces. Bank of Communications.

Zhang Yong took it and continued lining up on the counter.

Yawn.

It's afternoon now. I feel a little sleepy.

Spy:???

No. You still haven’t left?

You’ve already given me nine hundred yuan! Don’t go too far...

result……

Zhang Yong suddenly lay down on the counter and started to sleep.

Alas, that's sloppy. Why doesn't Citibank have a lunch break? A two-hour lunch break is fine. One hour is fine...

Spy:!@#￥%……

A little panicked.

It feels like the other party doesn't play according to the routine at all!

No beating, no scolding, no urging. Just slowly wear him out like this. On the contrary, he became more and more unsure of himself.

Who is the other party? What exactly is he going to do?

Could it be...

The more I think about it, the more frightened I become.

The more I think about it, my heart sinks.

Finished...

Was it exposed?

Could it be that someone betrayed him and he was targeted?

"Who are you……"

"My name is Zhang Yong."

"you……"

The spy's expression suddenly changed.

The most terrifying suspicion has finally become a reality.

Zhang Yong!

It’s actually him! He is Zhang Yong!

Incredible!

Unbelievable!

He is actually Zhang Yong! How is it possible? He is so young!

He looks like he just came out of school. He is actually the devil that makes all the Japanese spies change their minds after hearing about it? It doesn’t look like him at all!

But……

The reality is so cruel.

The other party is Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong has obviously seen through his identity.

In other words, he was exposed.

Therefore, no matter how many banknotes he gives, it is useless. What others want is not banknotes...

He is Zhang Yong. How could he be bribed by a banknote...

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong suddenly sneezed continuously.
To be continued...