Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 955: , Solitaire? Lianliankan?

Chapter 955, Solitaire? Lianliankan?

“Don’t move!”

Everyone rushed forward. Hold Huang Yong firmly.

Huang Yong was caught off guard and struggled subconsciously. Resist. The action is quite intense.

Completely different from the previous spies. This guy seems to have been strictly trained.

Struggle…

Counterattack…

Bite…

Lin Wan was stunned.

Is this an attempt to catch a Japanese spy?

It's a pity that Yoshiko Kawashima was not captured for the second time, otherwise...

Ten pictures…

“It’s really you!”

He suddenly asked: "Are you Zhang Yong?"

They are all issued by HSBC Bank.

Especially the ones with such large denominations. He likes to be humiliated.

Go out and make a fortune.

As a result, Huang Yong gradually stopped struggling.

Humiliation is humiliation. Everyone is welcome to humiliate themselves with silver notes.

Feels so hard to catch. Several people couldn't hold it down.

Huang Yong was tied up. But there was no rag stuffed in the mouth.

Picked up an envelope from Huang Yong's feet.

Pick up all the banknotes carefully. At the same time, the numbers were compiled. There are fifty sheets in total. All have a face value of 500.

The banknotes, which were originally bundled, were torn apart and scattered one by one.

If it’s from Guoshang Bank, it’s worthless.

"you know me?"

But, he tilted his head and thought about it, and it was okay again.

Have enough money to buy a hundred planes. Once in place. There is no need to work so hard to catch spies one by one now!

Put away all the banknotes.

Zhang Yong felt that he had been humiliated and hurt ten thousand times. So angry.

Happy.

　　　Get it right.

During the scuffle, things kept falling out of Huang Yong's body.

This Huang Yong is indeed a rich man.

The first thing is a pile of scattered banknotes.

This is an explosive gold coin!

Huang Yong subconsciously wanted to block it. But it didn't work. His body was held tightly by others.

Mom!

Such a large denomination.

"Well…"

Zhang Yong hurried up.

“It’s me.” Zhang Yong didn’t even look back. Busy and continue to pick up banknotes.

Pick up one at random. I found out that it was actually in denomination of 500.

Five pictures…

incredible…

Zhang Yong goes up.

People who come to Xinjing are rich.

A total of 25,000 oceans!

Happy.

“Who else would be so greedy to pick up banknotes besides you?”

Not necessary. He doesn't look like he's suicidal.

The latter is the most important.

Zhang Yong picked it up carefully.

One piece…

Zhang Yong picked up the envelope. Found to be sealed with fire paint.

“What’s inside?”

“Let me go! Why are you arresting me? I want to file a complaint against you…”

“What’s in the envelope?”

“I am innocent. I am not a spy. Why did you arrest me?”

"ah…"

Suddenly screamed.

However, Zhang Yong took out the electric baton and hit him hard.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

A burst of sparks and lightning.

Huang Yong's whole person suddenly became super sour.

His hair stands on end. It's like a teletubbies. His face was also charred.

The tongue is also trembling.

I want to say something, but I can’t.

The feet are also light and airy. It seems to be floating in the clouds.

"ah…"

Suddenly he screamed again.

However, Zhang Yong let go of the electric baton for a moment and started firing again.

Huang Yong's body suddenly started to tremble violently. All movements are uncontrolled. The hair is literally smoking. Burnt.

Dance with joy.

Start dancing in front of everyone…

Zhang Yong released the electric baton.

Huang Yong suddenly felt sore all over, as if he were noodles.

The whole person is smoking. It seemed like it was about to be scorched.

“Would you like to come again…”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Zhang Yong delivered another meal. fine. Can't die.

Follow the instructions for use. The electric baton cannot be used continuously. Otherwise, unpredictable consequences may result.

But what does it matter? Most electrogenic neuropathy.

A psychotic spy is actually very useful. He will reveal many secrets consciously or unconsciously.

An important function of electrocution is to damage the brain.

Suffering trauma to the brain. Then various hallucinations occur.

The Japanese spy caught at the riverside was repeatedly pushed into the water and lacked oxygen, causing brain damage. A lot of information was also revealed. There is no water now, so we can only use electric batons. Moreover, the electric baton is more convenient and faster. Don't worry about running out of power. Put it in your portable space and it will charge automatically.

It is equivalent to bringing a walking electrocutioner.

Lin Wan:…

Stunned.

Forgot to water the flowers.

what?

Why is it crackling?

Why is that spy trembling all over? As if crazy?

curious…

A little scared again.

Is this Zhang Yong’s secret weapon?

This guy must be used to deal with Japanese spies! Don't deal with your own people...

Withdraw the electric baton.

Huang Yong has fainted.

Continue to search.

Found a photo.

Huh?

photo?

The people above are somewhat familiar.

　　He is actually a staff member of the Presidential Palace. One of the suspects.

what do you say that is? It seems to be Pan Houming?

right. It's from the Secretariat. In the same department as Liu Zhenzhen.

He is not a suspect in the confidential room theft. But it appeared in the food street.

Why is his photo on the spy’s body?

This Huang Yong, is he going to meet Pan Houming?

Carry a photo for easy identification?

Hydraulic envelope…

Could it be that the envelope is for Pan Houming?

There are also banknotes…

Twenty-five thousand, all of it?

Wrong.

Probably not that much.

So, here comes the question, is Pan Houming also a traitor?

It has been determined that Xie Baoguo is a traitor. Now another Pan Houming appears. Two traitors?

All right. Not very strange either. Two is two.

The fruit party is originally a sieve.

The pig cage is flooded with water. There are tens of thousands of holes. Where can they be blocked?

Slap the face. Wake up Huang Yong.

Huang Yong woke up. But remain silent.

He couldn't say anything.

“Guess who betrayed you?”

"snort!"

"Actually, the person who betrayed you thought you were a traitor and a Chinese. So there was no pressure to betray you. In their eyes, you were worse than a dog. But he didn't expect that you were actually Japanese! This is really The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple..."

"I'm not Japanese!"

“It doesn’t matter, I won’t tell Kawashima Yoshiko this secret.”

“You’re talking nonsense…”

“Please, you are a professional spy. You should have very strong judgment ability. I have already talked to you like this and you still deny it, it’s boring!”

"you…"

“I just want money.”

"What?"

“You should know that you can buy your life with money here.”

　　　…”

“As long as you can come up with enough money, I can let you go back. Continue to help you hide your identity. Kawashima Yoshiko will not notice it either.”

"impossible!"

“If you don’t try, how can you conclude that it’s impossible?”

"snort…"

Huang Yong tried hard to pretend to be dismissive.

However, he was moved in the end.

After all, no one wants to die.

Purchasing life with money is not betrayal. Why resist?

“Come, let’s talk.”

Zhang Yong patted Huang Yong on the shoulder. Take him forward.

Just arrived at the house next to Lin Wan. This house is empty. no one. Borrowed temporarily.

Technical unlocking.

Enter successfully.

Lin Wan:? ? ?

what's the situation?

Is this your Zhang Yong’s house?

Why did you go in?

Aren't you afraid that there is someone inside?

However…

No movement.

Zhang Yong went in with the Japanese spies.

She was curious, but couldn't see it, and suddenly felt itchy. Like a cat scratching.

I really want to go and have a look. But I am afraid of being scolded. What Zhang Yong did was serious business.

As a woman, she would definitely be scolded if she interfered in men's affairs.

This is true for all career-minded men.

According to her brother, Zhang Yong is simply a terrifying professional robot.

Besides work, it’s work. Nothing else.

Never take a vacation.

Never go home.

In order to work, even my family has almost been forgotten.

Catching Japanese spies during the day.

Catching Japanese spies at night.

Either he is catching Japanese spies, or he is on his way to catch Japanese spies.

He has never seen anyone so diligent. Even the committee members knew about it and greatly praised it.

　　Her brother has also been deeply affected by this. Recently, he has been working overtime every day and sleeping in the Presidential Palace at night.

Sigh, it’s all Zhang Yong...

She has never seen anyone in the government who is so active.

It is said that when the committee members see someone being lazy, they just scold him with one sentence, "Mother Xipi, go and see Zhang Shaolong..."

“A sneeze!”

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

Madeh, I have a fever and a cold.

Damn August. The hottest season of the year.

I wish I could strip myself naked.

The Chinese tunic suit has long been soaked. Covered in sweat.

It just so happens that the discipline buckle cannot be untied. No matter how hot it is, you have to endure it. Who calls him the leader?

"sit!"

Hand out his hand, he pushed Huang Yong down on the chair.

Someone came up and tied Huang Yong's hands and feet to a chair.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Say no more.

The other party is moved.

As long as your heart moves. There will be opportunities to cooperate.

"Of course it's not okay to betray one's own people." Zhang Yong was considerate.

“What do you want to know?” Huang Yong responded slowly.

“Money.” Zhang Yong said bluntly, “I like money.”

“You’ve already taken it all…”

“What I took away was your money. But others still have it!”

"other people?"

"You are Japanese. You are definitely not willing to betray the Japanese. I will not force you. Let's talk about the Chinese people in Xinjing, what we call traitors. This shouldn't be difficult, right? They are not Japanese..."

"I…"

Huang Yong hesitated.

Zhang Yong took out the electric baton.

"I said."

Huang Yong said hurriedly.

Indeed, he was unwilling to betray the Japanese themselves.

However, he had no psychological burden to betray the people in Xinjing. They are not Japanese.

Zhang Yong took out the envelope sealed with lacquer.

Huang Yong:…

“This cannot be said.”

"Okay. Let's put aside Pan Houming's matter for now. You can talk about other things."

Huang Yong was silent.

Suddenly I realized that it didn’t really matter whether I said it or not.

The other party already knows about Pan Houming.

That envelope sealed with lacquer was indeed intended for Pan Houming.

but now…

　　Hey, it’s late…

It’s over too…

"As a professional spy, you actually carry Pan Houming's photo with you. This shouldn't be the case." Zhang Yong pointed out the other party's low-level mistake seriously.

“It’s not me who wants to contact Pan Houming.” Huang Yong said helplessly, “The photo is for another person to see.”

“Does he have money?”

"What?"

“Whoever wants to meet Pan Houming has money?”

"this…"

“If there’s money, I’ll catch it. If there’s no money, forget it.”

"he…"

Huang Yong could not answer.

Subsequently, he realized a serious problem.

If he wanted to get out, he had to help Zhang Yong get money. And if you want to make money, you have to sell out a few people.

The Japanese cannot betray themselves. That can only betray the Manchukuo people. It's from Xinjing.

The problem is that the big money is with the core people.

Should we betray the core characters?

Sell out?

Don’t betray?

Sell out?

Don’t betray?

so tangled…

"How much do you want?"

“One hundred thousand oceans.”

"so many…"

“If you don’t even have information about a hundred thousand oceans, what’s the point of living?”

"I…"

Huang Yong was choked immediately.

It seems like this. It's not like he has to do it himself.

He only needs to provide information.

You only need to provide information that can be used to search for 100,000 oceans.

The rest is all Zhang Yong’s business.

He doesn’t need to show up.

“You have to keep it a secret…”

“Did I tell you who betrayed you?”

"No…"

Huang Yong replied bitterly.

It seems to be true. Zhang Yong never revealed it.

OK, in this case, he is relieved.

It is very reasonable for me to betray others when others betray me, right? It's natural.

What’s more, the people I betrayed were not Japanese...

“Yi is prosperous.”

"What?"

“Yi Xinglong’s boss, Qi Dongqing, is an undercover agent sent by Xinjing.”

"Sure?"

"Sure."

“If you make a mistake, I’ll beat you up when you come back.”

"There is no mistake. I personally arranged the latent identity. However, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"certainly."

Zhang Yong stood up.

ˆYi Xinglong? Not a bad goal.

He knew that Yi Xinglong was an underground bank.

Small in scale. A small fight. There don't seem to be many customers. existence that can be ignored.

Yixinglong’s boss, Qi Dongqing, doesn’t seem to be well-known. At least, there is very little information about him in the database of the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

In other words, this person is not within the scope of focus of the Fuxing Society Secret Service.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a traitor arranged by Xinjing to lurk.

Good guy, you are deliberately keeping a low profile!

Yixinglong underground bank is probably also dedicated to serving traitors and Japanese spies. Therefore, it is almost closed to the public.

“Do you have money?”

　　　…”

"No?"

Zhang Yong immediately had a long face.

Take out the electric baton and use it.

"have…"

Huang Yong replied bitterly.

That look on his face makes him feel like he is constipated.

"What do you mean?"

"I…"

"Did not say?"

"No. I said. I said. I regretted it. I suddenly remembered that there was a sum of money recently, which may have to come in through Yi Xinglong. It may still be in Yi Xinglong. If you go over now, you may check it."

“How much money?”

“Three hundred thousand…”

“Tch! It’s only three hundred thousand! Look how nervous you are! Bah!”

"I…"

Huang Yong feels so wronged.

Only 300,000?

Listen, is this human talk?

That’s three hundred thousand! Three hundred thousand oceans! Not old coins!

Three hundred thousand oceans!

How much can you do!

Can buy a street in Jinling!

real!