Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 975, Young Master Style

 Chen Gongshu was about to speak but stopped.

 Zhang Yong caught him.

 Brother, don't talk. It will be in our interest to turn around.

 This eldest son of the Confucius family will be very capable in the future. You can take advantage of it.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

 Hong Lingkan continued to shoot.

  Until the magazine is emptied.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that this guy was quite suitable to be a policeman in a beautiful country. real.

 Empty the magazine when you fire. Standard American law enforcement.

Kong Fansong took it. Have a look. His expression also changed.

 He has to get the reward from the eldest son of the Kong family. Still have to fawn over. There is no way, the other party is the madam’s pet peeve! Among the three sisters, he is the only male. Natural pampering.

 The envelope is actually empty. Nothing is put in there yet.

unambiguous evidence.

  Later, a conflict broke out between the eldest son of the Jiang family and the eldest son of the Kong family, and my wife took the side of the eldest son of the Kong family.

 But it doesn’t matter. I will naturally make up for it later.

  Quickly dig out all the items on the spy’s body.

Originally, he was making random remarks and wanted to use Kong Lingkan to stir up trouble.

 After all, someone must be keeping an eye on such a big fat sheep.

 Zhang Yong took it with peace of mind.

 “Young Master…”

 Seems to be hitting the right mark?

 There are pictures and the truth.

this…

 “Whose picture?”

 Hong Lingkan put away his pistol.

 Touch the corpse.

Then…

 Unexpectedly, the spy actually had photos of the other party on his body.

It turns out that the person in the photo is clearly him.

 The Japanese spy actually had his photo on him.

 The espionage industry is not just intelligence. There were countless kidnappings, assassinations, and extortions.

If measured by criminal law, every spy can be guillotined countless times. Very few of them are the ones who will die a hundred times and never be reincarnated.

Kong Fansong hesitated. Keep holding the photo.

this…

 One shot to the left and right chests, and another shot to the head. Daluo Jinxian is dead. There's no need to bother with that.

 He became even more irritable.

Huh?

photo?

 “Reward!”

 Hand it to Kong Fansong.

 Take it out and take a look.

 Looking weird…

 I don’t have the ability to ride in two boats, so I can only follow one side.

 Zhang Yong was also very surprised.

Zhang Yong and he don’t have this habit. It is rare to polish all the magazines.

Kong Fansong immediately winked at Zhang Yong. Hand him an envelope.

 Squat down.

The Japanese invaders seemed to really want to punch Kong Lingkan.

 Some Japanese spies may indeed have become poor recently. In order to make money, I no longer care about so much. They will mess with whoever has money.

 As a result, Kong Lingkan snatched the photo away.

 There are no weapons. There are no banknotes either. However, to my surprise, I actually touched a photo.

At this time, Kong Lingkan’s eyes finally fell on Zhang Yong.

 “Are you Zhang Yong?”

"yes."

"That's right. I often hear my third aunt talk about you. She says you do a good job. You are a capable person."

"you flatter me."

 Zhang Yong behaved very modestly.

I thought to myself, my wife actually commented that I am a capable person? It’s rare!

 Is it because I’m good at making money?

“You said you are very good at making money. You want me to learn from you.”

"I?"

 Zhang Yong was suddenly stunned.

 Halo, I am indeed famous. Professional and outstanding.

Madam actually wants the other party to learn how to make money from her? Isn’t that, haha, the mouse went into the granary?

 “I don’t dare, I don’t dare, I don’t dare.” Zhang Yong was hurriedly modest.

 Then he added, "I only know how to catch spies. I don't know anything else. I don't understand finance."

"She just said it." Kong Lingkan said bluntly, "Okay, you go and catch your spy. You have nothing to do here."

 “Yes.” Zhang Yong agreed immediately. Wave. Leave with the team.

 This eldest son of the Confucius family is a bit crazy.

 It's not just about Zhang Yong. The same is true at home.

 Later street stall novels mentioned many strange things about this guy. To marry my uncle's wife's sister or something.

By the way, this guy doesn’t have a good relationship with the men of the Song family.

 Song Ziyu never mentioned the other party.

estimate…

　　It is true that every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite.

 “Shaolong. Shaolong.” Kong Fansong caught up from behind. Well, that’s true gift giving.

 “Brother Kong Fang.” Zhang Yong stopped. Turn around. Smile.

 The veritable God of Wealth!

The God of Wealth in heaven doesn’t know when he will appear. However, in reality, the God of Wealth can bring benefits every time he appears.

 Hand out your hand.

  Take over.

 Without any disguise.

 Everyone is so familiar with it. There is no need to be polite.

 Collect money to do things. Everyone knows his reputation as Zhang Yong.

 Ten thousand US dollars.

no more, no less.

“Shaolong, please take care of me in terms of safety in the future.”

 “Don’t worry. I will try my best.”

 “The Japanese are so ambitious…”

“Actually, you can apply for special protection from the Secret Service Shanghai Station.”

"this…"

"You don't need to mention it. I'll make the arrangements. Director Dai can't ask for anything."

 “Thank you very much.”

 “It’s okay. It should be.”

 “Then I’ll go get busy.”

 “Go ahead. Feel free to get in touch.”

 “Goodbye.”

 “Goodbye.”

 Kong Fansong went away happily.

 Zhang Yong suddenly found that he was completely on an equal footing with Kong Fansong.

 When he first joined the Secret Service, he was still a small figure. In Kong Fansong's eyes, it was just dust. But now, Kong Fansong needed to talk to him in a consultative tone. He already has the power to "arrange" the other party. If necessary, you can also reject the other party.

  A little emotional.

 A little proud again. I feel pretty good about myself.

 It seems, seems, probably, maybe, that I have a little bit of influence.

Unfortunately, on the world stage, I am still dust.

 Fortunately, I still have many years to go and I can still grow slowly...

 “Commissioner.”

 At this time, Chen Hai hurried over.

He is the person who searched for the Miyamoto family's killer. Zhang Yong was concerned about the eldest son of the Kong family and had to give up the opportunity to search personally.

 “What have you discovered?”

 “Commissioner, look.”

Chen Hai handed Zhang Yong a stack of information. It's all handwritten.

 After a cursory look, I found that it was full of information about Kong Lingkan. There is his life trajectory. living habit.

 Also the names and addresses of some of his friends and some women. The more I look at it, the more wrong it becomes.

It turns out that this eldest young master of the Kong family actually went to university in Shanghai?

St. John's University?

 Oh, I have an impression. It turns out he goes to school there!

 Zhang Yong usually concentrates on catching Japanese spies and does not pay attention to other things. He really didn't know about this.

 Frown.

 Did you guess wrong?

 The Japanese spy actually carried such detailed information. It's all about Kong Lingkan.

  Could it be that their target is Kong Lingkan?

this…

Hint on the map, Kong Fansong turned back again.

  Turning around, he saw that Kong Lingkan had also returned. Confuse. What is this guy doing back here?

 “Shao Long…”

 “Zhang Shaolong, what are you holding in your hand?”

"nothing?"

"show me."

 Hong Lingkan reached out directly to get it.

 Zhang Yong had no choice but to give it to him.

It doesn’t matter. this is the truth. You take the hit.

Sure enough, Kong Lingkan’s face turned red after reading it.

angry.

 “Where did it come from?”

 “Searched from the body of a Japanese spy.”

 “Where are the spies?”

 “This way.”

 Zhang Yong took him to the corpse of the Japanese spy.

The Miyamoto family's killer was hit by three bullets. He died on the spot.

Kong Lingkan pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the spy's body.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

 Empty the magazine again.

 Zhang Yong:…

wipe. This guy.

 “Reward!”

 Hong Lingkan put away his pistol. Said angrily.

 Then he turned around and left.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

All right. Others are the eldest young master. This style is what it should be.

Hush yourself obediently. Then get the reward.

Sure enough, Kong Fansong immediately sent a $10,000 banknote.

 Not much really.

 Saved Kong Lingkan’s life!

 Ten thousand US dollars is actually a bit less. Of course, this is just the beginning.

 “Deputy webmaster Chen.”

 “Commissioner…”

 “For you.”

 Zhang Yong handed all ten thousand dollars to Chen Gongshu.

 Chen Gongshu shook his head. Said he couldn't ask for it.

 This is for Zhang Yong. How could he want it? He almost caused trouble just now.

 “Take it. This is for Shanghai Station.”

"Why?"

“From now on, Shanghai Station will arrange a few more people to protect this man’s safety.”

 “Protect him.”

“There are many benefits to be gained. If you want to make money, don’t miss the opportunity.”

“Understood. I’ll go back and report to the webmaster.”

 “You can’t understand. I’ll go talk to the stationmaster.”

 “That’s best.”

Chen Gongshu is indeed not good at business.

 He and Wang Tianmu are both masters of action. Don't know much about other aspects.

 The group returned to Shanghai Station.

Jia Tengying came out to greet them. Return to the office with Zhang Yong.

 “You said, protect the eldest young master of the Kong family…”

 “The God of Wealth.”

"he…"

 “From now on, all the profitable business will be in his hands.”

"real?"

 “His father may not care much. But he has a great mother.”

"Understood."

Jia Tengying is also a master of this. Just one click.

 What does the Ministry of Finance do? He just specializes in managing money! That guy has tracheitis again and is raking his ears.

Of course, the mother of the eldest son of the Kong family will do whatever she says.

 The Secret Service is now holding on to the opponent tightly, and even if a little bit of it leaks out from the cracks of its fingers, it will be of great use.

 What does Boss Dai need most now?

 It’s actually money.

 If you have money, you can secretly expand.

No, the money that Zhang Yong got previously made Boss Dai happy.

 The number of people expanded from 1,000 to more than 5,000 at once. increased by four times. The Party Affairs Investigation Department can't even keep up with the flattery.

However, as there are more people, the expenses also increase. In case help is not available...

However, as long as you stick to the elephant legs of the eldest young master of the Kong family, you will definitely get money...

Just as I was talking, suddenly, the ceiling fan stopped.

Jia Tengying: “There’s a power outage.”

 Zhang Yong nodded.

 This is how it is these days.

Even the Secret Service Shanghai Station cannot guarantee power supply.

 Recurring power outages…

  Intermittent power outages…

 “Ling ring ring…”

 “Ling ring ring…”

 Suddenly the desk phone rang.

Jia Tengying stood up and answered the phone.

 Zhang Yong turned around and wanted to leave.

“Shaolong, have you forgotten something?”

"What?"

“Virgo seems to ask you to take charge of the work...”

"oh…"

 Zhang Yong reacted.

 It seems so. Then there is no need to avoid it.

 When you are in charge of the work of the Secret Service, what should you not know?

 So he sat down again.

Jia Tengying picked up the phone and said, "Hello..."

 Soon, his voice was a little sharp, "What's wrong?"

 Zhang Yong did not stretch his ears. But I also knew that something must have happened. The alert goes directly to Jia Tengying.

Sure enough, after listening to this, Jia Tengying's face became a little gloomy.

"What's up?"

“An explosion occurred at Yangpu Power Plant.”

“So, blackout?”

"should be."

 “Let me go and see for myself. Something is wrong.”

 “Call Chen Gongshu.”

"good."

 Zhang Yong went out. ,

I happened to see Chen Gongshu and called him up immediately.

There are spies in Yangpu Power Plant. Zhang Yong had already been exposed to it before. But it was never revealed.

 Because I don’t know the spy’s mission.

 Now it seems that the power plant explosion was mostly caused by Japanese spies.

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)