"who?"

"He said he was from the Shen family. His name was Shen Zhongtong."

"Shen family?"

"Yes."

"Invite him in."

Zhang Yong took back his mind.

Since Han Shouchun doesn't know, then ask other people.

By chance, Shen Zhongtong is here. Maybe you can ask him.

After a while, a middle-aged man came in, carrying a gift box in his hand. He didn't bring anyone else with him.

Zhang Yong's originally indifferent face naturally burst into a smile.

Got a gift?

well!

When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. He likes it!

"Team Leader Zhang..."

"Your Excellency is..."

"I, Shen Zhongtong."

"Please take a seat."

"Team Leader Zhang, this is a small amount of respect, but it doesn't mean anything."

"You're welcome."

Zhang Yong took the gift box.

He calmly opened a crack and looked inside. He found that there were banknotes inside.

It's a silver note, not a salt note.

The number is not large, but it is as large as three thousand oceans.

Haha. It seems that the Shen family has something rather difficult to deal with.

Three thousand oceans is indeed a lot of money to give as a meet-and-greet gift.

Close the gift box.

"Boss Shen, the gift is expensive. Zhang is scared. Please tell me, Boss Shen, what exactly do you want Zhang to do?"

"My third brother was killed. I heard that Team Leader Zhang is very good at investigating murder cases, so I came here to ask Team Leader Zhang to seek justice. After the incident is completed, he will be heavily rewarded."

"Oh, that's what happened!"

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he put the gift box away and put it behind him.

He thought that this must be the case. Sure enough, in this case, he could accept these three thousand oceans with peace of mind.

The people who kill people are spies. If you dig out the spies, you can naturally deal with them.

Anyway, even if he had no money, he would take action against those Japanese spies. None of them would be able to escape.

He hasn't been to Yangzhou to scrape land. The Japanese spies here are definitely not that poor. It just depends on where they hide their money...

"Okay, I agree to this." Zhang Yong replied readily.

"Then thank you, Team Leader Zhang." Shen Zhongtong hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, and then bowed deeply.

"Please take a seat."

"Thanks."

"Boss Shen, let me ask you something. What is Commissioner Geng here for?"

"he……"

Shen Zhongtong looked strange and hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at him.

Strange, is there anything else that is unspeakable and hidden here?

"Boss Shen, this is very important to my investigation."

"Actually, it's nothing. Commissioner Geng just wants us to donate a little..."

"Donate?"

"yes……"

"How much to donate?"

"One hundred per family..."

"A million? An ocean?"

"yes……"

Shen Zhongtong's expression became even weirder.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at the other person. He didn't say anything, but he was trying to judge whether it was true or false.

It feels a bit absurd...

One million per family? Dayang? Who is so awesome?

You must know that even if it is a commission, it will only cost Du Yuesheng 100,000 U.S. dollars. Not even 1 million oceans!

What's more, it was Du Yuesheng who committed the crime himself. He, Zhang Yong, caught him by the chicken's feet.

Without this, I would not be able to speak.

Everything has to be found for a reason. As the saying goes, only when the teacher is well-known can one speak easily.

As a result, here in Yangzhou, some people opened their mouths and asked for one million. If there are eight merchants, wouldn’t that be eight million?

Mud...

It’s simply an enviable number!

"Who wants it?"

"this……"

"You don't know either?"

"Well, Commissioner Geng is from the Executive Department. The Executive Department is from the Executive Yuan..."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Executive Yuan? Someone named Wang? He looks so ugly when he eats?

One family means one million. Eight families means eight million. If there are some small ones, wouldn’t it be ten million?

You are so beautiful!

A small Yangzhou, just want to take away 10 million! Dream!

It’s okay if he, Zhang Yong, doesn’t know about this matter. But if he, Zhang Yong, knows about it, he will definitely have to have a hand in it. His surname is Wang, and he won’t get a dime.

"Are you ready to give it?"

"us……"

"What methods does Commissioner Geng have?"

"Japanese spies are rampant. Commissioner Geng said that the Executive Department will also use these donations to specifically fight against Japanese spies. If we don't give them, then our safety cannot be guaranteed. Japanese spies will be even more rampant in the future..."

"Commissioner Geng really said that?"

"yes……"

"Then did he tell you that I am the most professional in catching Japanese spies?"

"this……"

Shen Zhongtong was about to speak but stopped.

Zhang Yong then knew that he had been ignored.

There's no need to ask any more. He already understands the trick.

He also knows all kinds of tricks to make money.

There is nothing new under the sun. This routine has been used countless times in China for thousands of years.

First create anxiety. Then come up with solutions.

Were there any Japanese spies in Yangzhou before? It’s not important. What’s important is that the Japanese spies are here now.
To be continued...