Of course, it could also be a trap.

Kawashima Yoshiko's call back was so straightforward. Maybe there was a conspiracy behind it.

Will she report to the Japanese army?

Will the Japanese army take action? What action will it take?

Or, Kawashima Yoshiko simply takes action herself and directly sends people to kill herself. Is it all over?

but……

It doesn't matter.

This is Jinling.

He's not afraid.

This is the capital of the country.

There are so many military police stationed there.

If you were eaten by the Japanese invaders in your own capital, you deserved it.

Arrange defense.

Place snipers on the roof of the building.

There are three sniper rifles in total. The firepower is pretty good.

Check the portable space and find that there have been big changes.

The carry-on backpack that can be used to put external items has not changed much. However, the ammunition storage that can only be taken out but cannot be put in has been expanded a lot.

There is a mess of ammunition inside, divided into categories. It seems to be an equipment column. Each equipment column corresponds to a type of ammunition. The upper limit of the quantity is unknown.

The largest number of American-made 62*63mm Springfield rifle bullets, the number is actually 30,000 rounds.

Followed by 43mm Thompson submachine gun ammunition. More than 10,000.

However, there is still only ammunition. No weapons.

The amount of ammunition seemed to be only enough for his own small army. No more would be enough.

Wait patiently...

An hour later, someone drove to the door of Shonan Hotel.

He was a white dot. He was not carrying a weapon. He got out of the car, carrying a briefcase. After entering the hotel, he was immediately controlled.

"Are you a navy?" the other party asked in Japanese. He was also quite fluent.

"That's right. We are the navy." Zhang Yong came forward and answered in Japanese, "Are you sent by Yoshiko Kawashima?"

"Yes. Princess asked me to give you a small tribute."

"Bring it here."

Zhang Yong was rude.

He is currently playing the role of a Japanese invader navy.

It is absolutely impossible to be polite to the people of the puppet Manchukuo. Life or death will be taken away from them.

The other party hurriedly handed over the briefcase.

Zhang Yong opened it directly.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

nice!

This Kawashima Yoshiko knows how to be a good person.

In addition to the banknotes, there was also some U.S. dollars in the briefcase.

It's a pity that there are no gold bars.

But it doesn’t matter. The US dollar is still hard currency.

"well……"

Zhang Yong was very satisfied and put away his briefcase.

Reach out and pat the other person on the shoulder.

"Very good, you guys are friends of our navy."

"Willing to serve the imperial army."

"Yo Xi. If you, Princess, need anything in the future, you can ask our navy for help."

"Yes. I will definitely convey it to you."

"well!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand with satisfaction.

Then he left with the team.

Since you took other people's money, you must let them go.

Cut leeks...

Cut a crop and grow a crop...

Look at the time.

It's early morning again. Alas. I feel so sleepy. I yawn.

Go back to the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters.

rest.

Over there, the traitors looked at each other.

Finally, the traitor who had two fingers chopped off asked slowly: "Gege, what is this..."

"Don't offend the navy." The traitor who arrived with the briefcase whispered, "I made some inquiries. Many aspects are kept secret. There is a deep contradiction between the imperial army and the navy. This is true. The Tokyo Incident has extremely serious consequences.

serious."

"The navy actually came ashore..." the traitor who had two fingers chopped off said angrily, "taking it out on us..."

"Just think of it as a waste of money and disaster. Keep your mouths shut. No one should mention this matter."

"clear."

"No matter who asks, don't mention it. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"But the funds given to the Commercial Bank..."

"Make up for it later."

"clear."

"Leave Jinling as soon as possible. Don't get involved in the internal affairs of the imperial army."

"I know. We'll leave at dawn."

"So much the better."

…

Dreamless. Deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Open your eyes. Look at your watch.

Oh, it's already eleven o'clock at noon. The sun is very strong outside.

Well……

Slept well.

No one comes to disturb me. I am so happy.

It's good to be the boss! You can control your own time. You don't have to be called up to perform tasks at any time.

get up.

Methodical. Step by step.

I had a good income last night. It seems I can take a rest today. I don’t have to attend work.

OK, I refuse to go to work today...

Anyway, he is now the boss of Jigo Alley, and no one dares to urge him to go to work...

However, I quickly remembered something.

It seems that I need to find Song Ziyu and give her the money in my personal space.

He is desperately trying to make money now. He is addicted and can't quit. If he doesn't make a little bit every day, he always feels uncomfortable. If he continues like this, he may get the nickname "Uncomfortable for Not Making Money". But there doesn't seem to be anything that needs money.
To be continued...