What?

Send a telegram to the British Prime Minister?

I really didn’t expect that Li Yuanqing could also joke. It’s really rare!

I thought the people in the Red Party were very serious...

"OK."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Agreed seriously.

Then he continued: "I will also send an email to the President of the United States..."

"No. I'm serious." Li Yuanqing said solemnly, "Whether it's you or someone else, there are benefits."

"You mean..." Zhang Yong vaguely understood.

"Protect the scene."

"Well……"

"There are people from British MI7 in the Far East. You can ask them to come and investigate the scene. They should be able to determine the identity of the deceased."

"good."

Zhang Yong suddenly understood.

Li Yuanqing was actually giving guidance to himself. This was no small matter.

Just by hearing the name Nightingale, you know that Julia was no ordinary person. Her death may arouse the anger of the British.

The result of the British anger was, of course, revenge on the Japanese.

This is good for China.

Zhang Yong thought of the Italian plane on the ocean without thinking.

Although the Japanese navy may not intercept it, if the Japanese army knew about it, they would probably do something wrong.

If the British stationed the Far East Fleet in Singapore, they could send a destroyer or something to follow the cargo ship. Of course it would be best. Either escort or follow.

One day, the parts for the fifty Italian planes did not arrive at Wusongkou Pier, and the whole day was not stable.

Throughout the entire shipping process, the Japanese had too many opportunities to cause harm.

If you can do more, do more.

"This incident once led to the resignation of the Speaker of the House of Commons."

"so serious?"

"Outsiders don't know. But the British themselves know."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong followed the good deeds like a stream.

Immediately arrange for people to tightly protect the scene.

Then return to the city.

"I will help you find out about the jade necklace." Li Yuanqing said before leaving.

"Thank you." Zhang Yong nodded, "If you need money, come to me."

"Let's talk about it then." Li Yuanqing left.

Zhang Yong turned around and came to Madier Hotel.

If you want to find someone, you can only rely on this.

Check to see if there is any message from you. Then you should also leave a message for others.

When I arrived at the Madiel Hotel, I found that Avro was there.

There was some confusion. There was actually a bloodstain on her face. It was shallow. It looked like it was scratched by a cat.

"Mr. Zhang."

Avro saw Zhang Yong and greeted him warmly. Her smile was as bright as a flower.

She is indeed a very beautiful girl.

Before the age of thirty, Belarusian girls are almost invincible in beauty. They have fair skin and graceful figures.

But after the age of thirty...

There was a light red bloodstain on her face, which made her even more charming out of thin air.

"Is anyone looking for me?"

Zhang Yong handed over ten dollars. This was a tip for her.

There are some things that others may or may not tell you. It all depends on whether you can do it. Obviously, he will do it.

"Mr. Zhang, many people are looking for you!"

Avro quietly put away the dollars and hid them in a small pocket close to his body.

Inadvertently, Zhang Yong was shown a piece of snow.

But Zhang Yong didn't feel anything.

He's seen it before.

He had seen her whole body, so the attraction was not that strong.

Instead, an idea came to his mind that he would give her another blow at some point. He only wanted her money. It’s not that he didn’t want it, but he could postpone it.

"Oh, who is there?"

"The first one is Mr. MacFarlane. He asked you to call him..."

"anything else?"

"The second one is Mrs. Lin, please call him too..."

"Any more?"

"The third one is Zhu Yuan, the former Inspector Zhu. He also asked you to call him..."

"he?"

Zhang Yong was secretly surprised.

Isn't Zhu Yuan in prison? Can he still answer the phone?

Could it be said that he has been released from prison?

Bob’s credit?

Good guy, I haven’t been to the concession for a while, and many people are looking for me.

There is no need to worry about Mrs. Lin. This woman will not let go of the rabbit before she sees it. Unless Mrs. Lin appears in person, he will never take the bait.

Uh, let’s leave a message first so that we don’t forget it later.

I've been quite forgetful lately...

"Leave me a message."

"Okay. Who do you want to leave it to?"

"Mr. Dickens from England, or Miss Catherine..."

"Miss Catherine has left a message. If anyone is looking for her, you can call this number. Do you need to call now?"

"It would be great."

Zhang Yong secretly exclaimed: What a coincidence. Catherine actually left a phone number?

OK. Call her immediately.

Avro diligently helped him dial the number. Soon, someone answered the call.

It was indeed Catherine's voice. It seemed a little lazy. Like she hadn't gotten up yet?

Look at the watch. It’s four o’clock in the afternoon. Did she take a nap? Did she not get up? It seems that she is very leisurely! I really envy her leisurely life and wealth...

"I am Zhang Yong."

"Zhang, is it you? Are you finally willing to come to me?"

"I have something to do with you."

"Come on, I miss you so much."

"Where are you?"

"No. 50 Petain Road. Come quickly. It's easy to find."

"oh?"
To be continued...