Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1932, You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

Avenue Joffre. Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Yong got up lazily and went outside for a stroll.

He deliberately let the people watching him see him.

Playing two roles is quite troublesome.

Although I have the ability to teleport, I still need to balance both aspects. I can't disappear for an extended period.

yawn.

The system is still not perfect.

It would be great if there was a feature that prevents you from sleeping.

In this way, I've truly become a tool. A beast of burden, working around the clock...

[Should rest periods be cancelled?]

【Yes】

【no】

A system message suddenly appeared.

Zhang Yong was startled.

He quickly calmed himself down.

Only after carefully confirming that everything was correct did I select "no".

joke……

I need a break. Yes. I need...

I'll never complain again. Don't take it seriously. Absolutely not.

Continue to wander.

Make sure each observer is certain that they are inside the mansion.

Among those monitors, there were three groups of red dots. They were presumably from three different intelligence agencies.

Kenji Doihara was suspicious and paranoid; if only one group of people reported it, he certainly wouldn't believe it.

However, if all three groups report the same thing, he will believe it. Then he will confirm that Da Xiong Zhuang San and Zhang Yong are not the same person.

It's clear that sometimes, being too rational isn't a good thing...

"master."

Qin Kongyu gracefully walked out from inside.

Zhang Yong reached out and pulled her into his arms. They whispered sweet nothings, their love lingering tenderly.

To deliberately provoke those who are monitoring us.

Look. I have a beautiful woman in my arms. She smells wonderful. She's so soft and cuddly.

All you can do is watch helplessly.

Inciting hatred...

Sure enough, the radar map showed that those red dots had all reluctantly returned to their rooms.

Clearly, they couldn't stand this kind of dog food. They were deeply disappointed.

I wanted to give them something more exciting.

It's a pity it's outdoors.

"Newspapers for sale!"

A little while later, the newsboy arrived.

While shouting, they delivered the subscribed newspapers.

Zhang Yong subscribed to quite a few newspapers. He was wealthy and wanted to see what news was in them.

Newspapers in the concessions were almost entirely unregulated.

They dare to publish anything.

There are also vulgar novels.

All sorts of gossip and news are readily available.

Like Hong Kong Island in later generations, it had a distorted and abnormally developed entertainment industry.

Back in the living room. Sit down.

I picked up today's newspaper at random.

There were areas inside the concessions and areas outside the Japanese-occupied zone.

Sure enough, all the newspapers reported extensively on the Tianlong Dojo.

The name of the Poison Agency, Ōkuma Sōzō, is mentioned repeatedly. But the name Wakayama Rogue is never mentioned again.

Excellent, a single strike can cleave the heavens.

This completely reversed the image of Ookuma Sōzō.

From that moment on, he was no longer a libertine, but the Sword Saint of Wakayama.

He used the heads of more than twenty sword masters to forge his reputation.

Full of style.

Very comfortable.

Although the newspapers in the foreign concessions were filled with sour and sarcastic language, we must acknowledge the objective facts.

After all, so many people saw it back then. And there are many photos that document it.

"Ring ring ring..."

The phone rang beside her. Qin Longyue went to answer it.

A moment later, it was said that it was Tang Shengming calling.

Zhang Yong casually picked up the microphone.

It's likely that a Japanese spy made contact with Tang San Gongzi.

I don't know if it was a traitor sent by Zhou Fohai or a Japanese spy from the Special Higher Police.
The Third Young Master was unsure what to do.

"Hey……"

"Shaolong, can we meet?"

"Where are you?"

Zhang Yong asked casually. He then searched for Tang Shengming on the radar map.

We found him quickly. He was near the Shiliupu Wharf, inside the International Settlement. Perhaps he had just disembarked?

There were many white dots around him. They must be his followers.

"I'm at Xinchang Wharf."

"where do you come from?"

"I just got back from San Francisco."

"Have Japanese spies contacted you?"

"What Japanese spy?"

Tang Shengming gave a puzzled answer.

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
Wasn't he a Japanese spy?
Oh, maybe I'm just overthinking it.

I guess the other person just returned from the United States and needs to contact me.

"Are you coming to find me, or am I going to find you?"

"Let's meet at the Madier Hotel."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

It seems that Tang Shengming is not at ease.

It's not that I don't trust Zhang Yong. It's that I don't trust Xiafei Road.

That area is definitely teeming with spies from all sides; if he shows up, he'll be recorded immediately.

The Third Young Master is now very careful when he goes out.

"See you there or see you."

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Thoughtful.

No wonder we haven't heard from Tang Shengming for so long.

So he went to the United States again. It's a long journey. Just the boat trip alone takes more than a month.

I wonder how much a ferry ticket from San Francisco to Shanghai costs now? Three hundred dollars probably wouldn't be enough. Most people can't afford it…

The radar map showed that Tang Shengming had begun to move. In a car. At a fairly high speed.

Zhang Yong then prepared to set off as well.

I drove myself.

No need to bring anyone.

He was safe inside the concession.

Armed soldiers from local militias are stationed in many locations within the former concessions.

With just a call, reinforcements can be obtained.

Therefore, at this moment in the concession, he was the local tyrant.

The Japanese had been driven out of the International Settlement. Only those who remained hidden were barely holding on.

For example, the surveillance cameras near Avenue Joffre were deliberately left by Zhang Yong to ensure that Kenji Doihara wouldn't suspect anything.

Go out.

Raise your hand and make a gesture.

Saying you won't bring anyone means you won't bring anyone with you.

However, you still need two people around you to take care of you.

Two complete tools. Working tirelessly and without complaint.

One Dou Wanjiang.

One is Feng Yunshan.

They were Zhang Yong's two henchmen hidden in the shadows.

He arranged for the two of them to return to the concession a long time ago. They no longer needed to stay in the Nationalist-controlled area.

Back in the Nationalist-controlled areas, Zhang Yong was always surrounded by a retinue when he went out. No one could harm him. Returning to the foreign concessions was still somewhat useful.

Both characters have a favorability rating of 255+, so you can use them with confidence.

I drove out.

They were deliberately taking their time.

He made sure all the watchers saw him get on the bus.

Then we drove to the Madier Hotel.

There are also red dots lurking here.

But it's okay. These red dots are not dangerous.

If the other side had guns or posed a threat, Zhang Yong would have wiped them out long ago.

These remaining Japanese spies are all unarmed.

"Mr. Commissioner."

Aphrodite greeted Zhang Yong warmly.

Zhang Yong nodded. He reached out and pinched Yurjina's cheek beside him, smiling smugly.

These Belarusian girls were really beautiful when they were young.

It's too deep. It doesn't reach the bottom.

“Mr. Commissioner…”

"Thank you!"

Yurkina wanted to get angry, but she held back.

But Zhang Yong held up five US dollar bills. Each bill was worth ten dollars. She immediately stopped crying and started laughing.

She smiled and reached out to take it. She even tried to kiss Zhang Yong, but Zhang Yong stopped her.

No, I'll just touch your face. Don't kiss me.

Unhygienic...

"Dear Commissioner, may I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"Have you seen the reports about the Tianlong Dojo?"

"I saw it."

"So, will you duel with Ookuma Sōsan?"

"Who?"

"Ōkuma Shōzō. Formerly a playboy from Wakayama. Now the head of the Japanese Poison Agency."

"It's a pity. He didn't invite me. And I didn't invite him either."

Would you invite him?

"That depends on whether the bets on the sidelines are high enough."

"So, Mr. Commissioner, how much of a bet do you want?"

"My life is precious. I need at least ten million dollars."

"Excuse my bluntness, Mr. Commissioner, but this number is simply too large. It's impossible to achieve."

"I'm not stupid. My opponent isn't dumb either. Why should we duel?"

Zhang Yong's response was understated.

Let's first use a ten million dollar bet to dispel the outside encouragement.

Otherwise, if you fight yourself, wouldn't that give you away? The two can't happen simultaneously!
But what if there really were ten million dollars?
Of course I'll agree!

Regardless of the outcome, this ten million dollars is mine.

As long as there's enough profit, it's not impossible for the system to create a mirror image that can exist simultaneously...

what!
This Yurkina also has ill intentions.

They brought up this method on purpose, trying to tempt me. But how could I fall for it?

Go to a restaurant.

Book three connected private rooms.

Why order three?
The main purpose is to prevent the people in the next two rooms from having too many ears and hearing things they shouldn't.

Although he always felt that Tang Shengming couldn't possibly be carrying any major secrets.

That guy is still alive and well because he's harmless and poses no threat to others. Otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Of course, it's fine if you don't have the treasure.

Sit quietly.

Radar maps showed that Tang Shengming would arrive soon. The radar maps also showed three cars and a total of twelve people, six of whom were armed.

Tang Shengming himself was sitting in the passenger seat of the middle car.

This guy is very careful!
As the saying goes, "better safe than sorry."

A little while later, Tang Shengming entered the Madier Hotel with a white dot in his eye.

Zhang Yong went outside. He glanced around, somewhat puzzled.

That white dot is a young girl.

Blonde hair and blue eyes. Very tall. Pretty face. But her expression was somewhat cold.

Tang Shengming's American girlfriend?

Not bad.

"Third Young Master."

Zhang Yong made sure to give them a heads-up first, to avoid them searching unnecessarily.

Upon seeing Zhang Yong, Tang Shengming immediately strode over. Without any introductions, he went straight into the private room.

The girl following behind him gave Zhang Yong a deep look before entering. She didn't speak, and her cold expression remained unchanged.

Zhang Yong: ...

You two, did you have a fight?

They followed behind and came in.

"call!"

Tang Shengming sat down with a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
What? You went to save the world?

Or is Godzilla chasing us from behind?

Or perhaps this girl is so amazing that she's drained you dry?
"For you."

Tang Shengming took something out of his pocket.

He took out an envelope.

"Third Young Master, are you going to give me money? It doesn't seem necessary..."

"It's not money. It's stock certificates."

"is it?"

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

turn on.

Several stock certificates were found inside.

I glanced at them and found they were all from major shipyards, including the renowned Newport News Shipbuilding.

This shipyard later became the main production site for the Essex-class aircraft carriers.

There was also the Philadelphia Naval Shipyard and so on.

The quantity is not large.

Because now the stock prices of all military industrial enterprises have started to rise.

With Germany launching a major offensive against Britain and France, even an idiot could tell that the military-industrial complex was booming. Some companies' stocks even multiplied several times in a single day.

At that time, there was no concept of price limits. Prices could rise indefinitely.

Of course, it is also possible for it to fall indefinitely.

If you're lucky, you can become rich overnight.

Bad luck. Bankruptcy overnight.

"So, that's why you rushed to find me?"

"of course not."

"What's so important?"

"I just got ashore and heard you were dismissed?"

"Me? Resigned?"

Zhang Yong was suspicious. "How come I haven't heard of this?"
Dismissal?

What other positions can I be relieved of?
Oh, there aren't any inspectors either?
Nothing.

Being free from official duties brings a sense of ease.

It doesn't matter whether I want it or not.

I am now beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements...

Forget it, I can't be bothered to mention it.

His gaze fell on the blonde, blue-eyed girl.

"Who is this……"

"Adela. I've come to find you."

"Find me?"

Zhang Yong was surprised. He was also puzzled.

Coming all the way from San Francisco to see me? Are you crazy?
When did my good looks reach the other side of the ocean? And start attracting beautiful girls there?
"The Upton family owns several investment companies."

"What do you want from me?"

"She will tell you."

Tang Shengming gestured to Adela. He nodded.

Adela looked at Zhang Yong. Then she started speaking English. Strangely, her English wasn't very fluent either.

"Mr. Commissioner, it's a pleasure to meet you..."

"Hello."

Zhang Yong glanced at the other person a few more times.

I think the other person is pretty good-looking.

It seems like I'm missing a native-born American girl.

This identity is very useful.

Because of that Chinese Exclusion Act, it keeps popping up every now and then.

It may seem harmless under normal circumstances. However, it can pose a fatal danger in critical moments or when there is a significant stake in the outcome.

"Hey beautiful, do you have a beautiful best friend?"

"What do you want to do?"

“Introduce it to me. I like it.”

"Mr. Commissioner, I hope you can be more serious."

"I was serious."

"As expected, I made a wasted trip."

"how could be?"

Zhang Yong glanced sideways at Tang Shengming.

The look was puzzled.

Isn't this girl yours?

Judging from her tone, it seems like it has nothing to do with you?
Tang Shengming: ...

No, don't overthink it!

And please don't talk nonsense.

Otherwise, if my wife finds out, she'll never forgive me!
Unlike you, even though you're married, you're still worlds apart, like Kuafu trying to pull you together.

“Miss Adela came here specifically to see you.”

"What do you want from me?"

"Of course we're interested in your investment."

"is it?"

Zhang Yong immediately lost interest.

Oh, so it's an investment!

Do I need you to come to me? Is there anything I don't know?

I invest myself, so I can manage it easily.

As long as the major historical trends of the world remain unchanged, you can make a fortune by doing almost anything!
"She can help you legally hold more investments."

"Right."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

That's where the value of those shady investment firms lies.

They don't ask where your money comes from.

They can all help you legally possess the wealth of the United States.

Even now, the laws of the United States are imperfect. There are many loopholes that can be exploited, provided that taxes are paid.

Investment companies can help you properly handle complex issues such as taxes.

Otherwise, if the IRS comes knocking, oh no. The IRS is much harder to deal with than the FBI.

"Miss Adela, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Don't ask me anything unrelated to investing. No comment."

"Want a new German mark?"

"can."

"Really?"

Zhang Yong was filled with suspicion.

Don't lie to me. Can a Deutsche Mark be used outside?
"You do not believe?"

"Appreciate further details."

"It can be used to buy Argentine beef, which can then be sold to Britain and exchanged for pounds."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong suddenly realized that he was still too narrow-minded.

After all, I'm not a professional. My perspective is limited. In my past life, I was just a nobody. I knew nothing.

In the eyes of professional investment firms, the whole world is their stage.

The German mark is indeed unusable in countries like Britain, France, and the United States. But what about distant South America?
In Brazil, you can even use Japanese yen. It all depends on the specific characteristics of each region.

"Come, come, come!"

Let's discuss this in detail!

Zhang Yong roused himself.

Since there are so many avenues available, he wouldn't mind setting up a hidden trust.

In fact, many trust companies in the United States have been broken up on the surface. However, there are still many hidden trusts.

Zhang Yong has so much information, he absolutely must set up a trust! To maximize profits.

Let's discuss this in detail.

Adela's complexion gradually softened.

She had to admit that Zhang Yong did indeed have some very peculiar insights.

No wonder an outsider can thrive in the US capital market, constantly leveraging small amounts of money to generate large sums.

One hour……

three hours……

Perfect timing, let's eat and chat at the same time.

Before we knew it, it was already evening. We had indeed talked a lot.

Tang Shengming got what he wanted.

It refers to the development of comics and film and television.

During this time, Adela got up to go to the restroom, leaving the two of them alone.

Zhang Yong lowered his voice and said slowly, "Third Young Master, I have a task for you."

"What mission?" Tang Shengming hadn't realized that a test was coming.

"He defected to the Wang Jingwei regime and became an undercover agent."

"what?"

Tang Shengming's expression immediately changed.

He was living a good life, why did he suddenly want to seek refuge with the Wang Jingwei regime?
That's being a traitor, a sellout!

Absolutely not.

"fake."

"No. No. Absolutely not."

"What if it's an order from the Chairman?"

"what?"

Tang Shengming was taken aback.

The Chairman's order?
To infiltrate the Wang Jingwei regime?

no……

Can someone like me go undercover?
What if the Japanese invaders find out? Wouldn't they kill me? I know absolutely nothing about espionage!
The Third Young Master is quite self-aware.

I know that I've survived this long because of absolutely no talent.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Zhang Yong calmly comforted the other party.

The Japanese-occupied area of Shanghai is my territory, Xiong Zhuangsan's. What are you afraid of?
With me protecting you, you can do whatever you want.

If I say you're not an undercover agent, then you're not an undercover agent.

You were personally turned against me by "Big Bear Zhuang San".

Anyone who doubts you is doubting me.

Let's see who dares to step forward. I'll turn around and kill him. Perfect excuse.

Of course, the secret behind this cannot be told to Tang Shengming.

"But……"

Tang Shengming wore a bitter expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

I wanted to refuse. But in the end, I kept quiet.

Zhang Yong even brought up Chiang Kai-shek. What else could he say?
silence.

a long time:

Finally, he said dejectedly, "I'm not sharing this quarter's profits with you. I want them all!"

Zhang Yong: ...