Madhu, what are you looking at?

Look again, dig out your eyes! Look again!

But people have already come forward to greet him.

"Adjutant Liang."

"Team Leader Zhang."

"Adjutant Liang, you are late. Ding Furong ran away last night."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. We have searched the whole of Dingburg repeatedly. We have confiscated all the valuable things. It's not much. It's only loaded into a dozen trucks."

"I see."

The corners of Zhang Yong's mouth turned gray. He sent his heartfelt greetings to Xuan Tiewu and his family.

No wonder not even a single calligraphy or painting was left in the huge Dingbao. Even the wall lamps were plucked out. I bet the security headquarters came to clean it up.

Just say who is so professional. It turns out they are all experts. They copied it so cleanly.

"Where is Ding Furong?"

"did not find."

"Where is his softness?"

"did not find."

"You don't have any clues?"

"Not yet."

"Adjutant Liang, I won't ask you to share money. How about revealing a little bit of information?"

"We really don't know. Ding Furong's three cunning rabbits must be fully prepared."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong frowned.

Not willing, not willing.

Ding Furong had so much money, but he didn't get a single copper penny.

How does this work?

How could Zhang Yong be absent from digging three feet into the ground?

However, Liang Wenxiu didn't seem to be perfunctory. If there were really clues, he would have pounced on them.

Where do you have time to talk nonsense with Zhang Yong here? It's just a waste of time.

Zhang Yong didn't want to waste time.

Farewell.

Return to base.

Provoke Jiang Guohu immediately.

"Shuichiro Matsutani? I don't know where he is hiding."

"Of course it's impossible to tell me his plan of escape. It's also impossible to tell him my plan of escape."

"In fact, we have never cooperated. Although, he knows that I am Japanese and I also know that he is Japanese. But we have never been in contact."

Jiang Guohu shook his head.

He really knows nothing about Ding Furong (Matsutani Shuichiro)'s situation.

The two of them had never crossed paths before.

The only thing that is certain is that Ding Furong must have a lot of money. Because he has no special tasks and does not need to pay tribute regularly, he must have accumulated a huge amount of wealth. Since he absconded, he must have taken this wealth with him.

"All right……"

Zhang Yong had no choice but to give up on Jiang Guohu.

Silently thinking, is there any other way to dig out Ding Furong...

"Team leader."

Suddenly someone came in to report.

Said Natasha was here.

Yes, this is a female workaholic.

Besides work, there is work. Zhang Yong feels a little guilty every time he sees her.

Nothing else, the ideological consciousness is too far apart.

Others are working all day long. He just wants to fish all day long.

Others volunteer and contribute selflessly all day long and never complain about working overtime. He thinks about making money every day. He feels ashamed. His consciousness is too low...

But you can't run.

For Natasha, you must not adopt the dragging strategy. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome.

This beauty's thinking is different from that of most of us Chinese people. It is commonly known as a brain problem. She is single-minded. If she comes to you with something, you must help her solve it. Otherwise, she will keep chasing you. It's like a designated computer program.

The execution must be completed. Otherwise, it will not terminate automatically.

Of course, you can also force her to shut down (kill her)...

"Team leader."

"you say."

Zhang Yong cheered up and made full preparations.

No matter what Natasha said, he had to follow it up and then find a way to deal with it.

"That long-wave radio station appears again."

"Are you sure you are inside the city or outside the city? How far is it?"

"I'm not sure. Because it's a long wave, I can't tell where it is. It could be anywhere in the Far East."

"this……"

Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.

I was defeated. I didn’t know what to say.

Any place in the Far East. Including Siberia? Including the entire Eastern China?

According to the British concept, how big is the Far East?

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yong suddenly had an idea and felt that he couldn't sit still and be looked after by Natasha all day long. He had to take the initiative. Change from passive to active. Give Natasha something to do. Don't let her come all day long.

Annoy yourself.

"I once heard someone say that long waves are used to contact submarines, right?" Zhang Yong said slowly, "Today's submarines must surface when they need to receive information. This is very fatal. Once there are enemies nearby,

destroyers, or aircraft, or submarines will be very dangerous. Is that right?”

"Yes." Natasha was a little surprised, "Where did you hear that?"

"British. American."

"Why are they telling you this?"

"Natasha, you forgot what I do. I work in intelligence."

"oh……"

Natasha believed it.

Indeed, Zhang Yong was engaged in intelligence. He was a spy.

Strictly speaking, he is not a latent spy. He specializes in counter-espionage. He is a mortal enemy of spies.

"Is there a possibility..."

"What?"

"Is it a signal sent from Japan?"

"Native?"

Natasha frowned.

Foreigners also frown. It looks pretty good.

Zhang Yong knew that he could be quiet for a few days. Natasha should be thinking hard.

Or verify.

What if it really came from the Japanese invaders?
To be continued...