The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 298 Letter from Teacher
My sister Cheng Hua made a long-distance call from Hong Kong. The phone bill was a bit expensive, so to make a long story short, the general meaning was that she had to return to Shanghai later.

But I will definitely come back before the Spring Festival.

Let them rest assured that in Hong Kong, she has set up a trading company specializing in business between Hong Kong and Shanghai.

He also opened an account for Cheng Mo at HSBC Bank in Hong Kong, which will make it easier to transfer funds to and from business in the future.

Many things that Cheng Mo couldn't handle on his own were left to his sister Cheng Hua. He could completely trust his sister's abilities and connections, and no one dared to bully her.

Xiafei Road, the back alley of the youth hostel.

Senior Brother Wenqiu's home.

"This is an organizational adjustment just made by the central government. The Southwest Bureau has been abolished and a new Southern Bureau has been established. Your line and ours are now under the leadership of the new Southern Bureau." Wen Qiu handed Cheng Mo a telegram.

"In other words, we are now directly under the Southern Bureau?"

"Well, it used to be an affiliation, but now the status has been determined. The mission of our line is to obtain more valuable strategic intelligence. Do you understand what I mean?" Wen Qiu said to Cheng Mo solemnly.

"Then you can only value friendship and feelings. This is indeed a person's weakness, and sometimes it is indeed fatal."

"By the way, there's something you need to help with. Aren't you relevant? We have a batch of medicines ready to come in, but they were detained by the customs. Can you find a way to get them out?" Wen Qiu said.

"Greeting for power?"

"Be serious. I'm just letting you act, but I'm not taking you seriously. Chiyoko is also one of our comrades, but the division of labor is different." Wenqiu said.

"I became a detective at a young age. Come on, can the Japanese make me the chief of the SH City Police Department?" Cheng Mo chuckled.

"The entry channels are formal, but what we want is somewhat different from what was declared through customs." Wen Qiu explained.

"I understand, you just want me to sacrifice my appearance." Cheng Mo nodded.

"Okay, give me the customs declaration form and the location of the warehouse, and I'll figure it out." Cheng Mo nodded.

Wen Qiu shook his head, this was obviously impossible.

"What do you mean?"

"A person who is not determined will definitely have weaknesses. For example, he is lustful and greedy for money. These are all ways to win over people. Some people even have a good reputation and are greedy for power. These are all weaknesses. What weaknesses should I take advantage of?" Cheng Mo asked.

"If you marry Su Mo'er, won't you be seen as coveting the Su family's property?" Wen Qiu analyzed.

"If the Su family has a son, even if I become the son-in-law, I won't be able to share much of the family property. Not to mention, my sudden change will inevitably make people suspicious." Cheng Mo said.

"I have always shown that I am not greedy for money. If I suddenly become greedy for money, this will make people suspicious."

"However, we can ensure that we will not cross the line, but sometimes, many things will not change according to our will. If the Japanese want to use Chiyoko to pull me over, there must be something to attract me, right?" Cheng Mo said.

"Did it come through formal channels?"

"Or are you greedy for money?"

"If it affects you, don't do it. I'll find another way." Wen Qiu nodded and gave Cheng Mo the customs declaration form and warehouse address.

"I know, I will make my own judgment." Cheng Mo took out an envelope and handed it over, "Brother, please pay this month's party dues for me."

Wenqiu took it and touched it. It was quite thick, so there should be a lot. He nodded: "I know, I will remember every party fee you make." "The Chinese New Year is almost here, so I will make something for my sister-in-law and my child." New clothes, and you, buy more New Year's goods, we can't give up our home and body just for work." Cheng Mo took out another wad of money and put it in Wen Qiu's hand, "This is my personal sponsorship for you, senior brother. Yes, don’t refuse. Your family will have no worries in life, no illness or disaster, and that will be the greatest help to my work.”

"Thank you." Wen Qiu knew that what Cheng Mo said made sense. If he didn't need to worry about family livelihood and trivial matters, he could devote all his body and mind to his work.

……

Xie Xiaochu was very rich, so he came over the next day to pay a bail of 10,000 yuan, and then he was temporarily free.

However, he must also go to the nearest patrol room to report once a day. If he fails to report on time, he will have to go to the detention center again.

Unless the case is concluded and it is determined that he has not committed a crime.

If in this case, he insisted that the money he gave was real, then the counterfeit money was the bag given by Jucheng Bank. If the counterfeit money was his.

If he can't tell the source of the counterfeit money, then he will be sentenced. Making and using counterfeit money is a serious crime, and it will cost you your head.

There is no way to prove that the 500,000 counterfeit banknotes belong to Xie Xiaochu. If we can prove that the money belongs to him, even if he is not the counterfeiter, he will have to spend a few years in jail. Of course, if you can detect the counterfeit banknotes, A person can have his sentence reduced or suspended.

Obviously, neither Xie Xiaochu nor Xia Cheng from Jucheng Bank would admit to such a big case. If Xia Cheng admitted it, he would be guilty of knowing the law and breaking the law, and his crime would be increased to one level. Because he is engaged in the banking industry, ordinary people do not know counterfeit banknotes. He How could you not recognize it?
Once this counterfeit money reaches the market, how much damage will it cause?
However, Cheng Mo deliberately downplayed the case and even issued a hush-hush order not to talk about it to the public, lest the public know about it and cause panic.

This is also done for the sake of economic order in the concession. In any turmoil, ordinary people will suffer.

The Japanese made counterfeit legal tender and threw it into the concession, hoping that the concession would become chaotic. The more chaotic the concession, the easier it would be for them to draw chestnuts from the fire.

As long as the Japanese invaders can cut off their hands in the concession, this is the best result. He can't control the rest and can't do it.

Anyway, I have reminded you of everything that should be reminded.

There are experts in the military command who specialize in economic warfare against Japan, and they are much better than me, a dabbler like him, so there is no need to think too much.

"Miss Chiyoko?"

"Is Mr. Cheng Mo here?" Chiyoko asked politely.

"The boss was here just now. He may have gone to the bathroom now..." Chiyoko seemed to come to the patrol room more often than Su Morer, the real wife.

It's rare to see something so blatant. At least many people in Laozha's prison were talking privately about the relationship between Cheng Mo and Chiyoko.

This beautiful woman is simply a role model for men.

People say what they say. No matter how powerful Cheng Mo is, he can't stop other people's mouths. Only those who are clean will be clean. For some things, the more you defend them, the more it shows that there is something wrong in your heart.

Don’t explain anything, or once you’ve explained it, don’t explain it anymore, and let time prove everything.

The relationship between him and Chiyoko is innocent.

"A letter from father has arrived. He doesn't know your address, so he sent your letter to me." Chiyoko came to deliver a letter to Cheng Mo.

In fact, Hideo Morita could have sent the letter to where he lives now, but he did not do so and asked Chiyoko to send it on his behalf, which would have had better results.

"Thank you." Cheng Mo thanked him politely, wiped his hands with a dry towel, and took it solemnly with both hands.

(End of this chapter)