My spy diary

Chapter 414 Bank (asking for monthly ticket)

"Seat."

"Here? Sit down."

As soon as he entered the office, Zhang Yi saw Dai Chunfeng's unhappy look, so he quickly pretended to be puzzled and asked:

"Commander, what happened?"

"Do you know the famous star Hu Die?"

"I've heard of it, but I've never seen it in person."

"You'll be able to see her soon."

Dai Chunfeng interrupted him and said, "Not only are the Japanese invaders and the Red Bandits rampant now, but even the bandits and thieves are causing us trouble. In order to avoid the persecution of the Japanese invaders, Miss Hu Die decided to shift the focus of her career to the mainland, but on her way back, her property was robbed. This is really unreasonable!"

It turned out that before Hu Die and her husband fled back to the mainland, they entrusted 30 boxes of valuables accumulated over the years to Ms. Yang Huimin, who was responsible for the secret pick-up and drop-off work in Hong Kong.

Ms. Yang was originally a Girl Scout who braved the hail of bullets to present the flag to the 800 isolated soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse during the Battle of Shanghai. Later, she joined the Kuomintang Relief Committee and was sent to Hong Kong to transport patriots to the rear area. Therefore, she had a lot of interactions with the Butterfly couple.

During this transfer, Hu Die and her husband went ahead, and Yang Huimin helped to transfer their luggage. However, after Hu Die and her husband passed Saigon and Tamsui and arrived in Shaoguan, Guangdong, they received news that 30 boxes of their belongings were robbed in Dongjiang.

Hu Die was naturally very sad because she lost her treasure.

Dai Chunfeng plans to conquer the goddess step by step. The first thing he naturally does is to show his skills, help the beauty solve the case, and get back the lost treasure.

"The Yang couple are not immune to this matter. They may have colluded with the bandits. They have already traveled to Zhuzhou, Hunan. I have ordered the local military organization to arrest them. They will be taken to Shancheng later and tortured severely."

"Then, what can the subordinates do?"

"Get ready and go to Dongjiang, Guangdong, and organize the investigation of the robbery with all your strength." Dai Chunfeng said with a serious face, handing over a list of physical items.

Zhang Yi took it and looked at it, and saw words written on it: jewelry, accessories, clothes, as well as photos, signatures, inscriptions, souvenirs, etc. of politicians and celebrities from various countries when they traveled in Europe.

"What a mess." Zhang Yi complained in his heart, ordinary people lost their things, but you don't seem to be so anxious and attentive.

He instantly remembered a joke.

It is said that a certain leader asked the office director to recommend a capable subordinate to solve a case, and the director immediately recommended someone.

The leader looked surprised. In his impression, this person was good for nothing except flattery.

But the director didn't think so. In the director's impression, this person was extremely capable.

Once the director's car was scratched on the side of the road. He called the local police, but a week passed and there was no further news.

I originally wanted to tell that person about it as a complaint, but I didn't expect that he would identify the suspect overnight.

Another time, the director's relative ran a restaurant in the neighboring city and was blackmailed by local thugs. The director asked this person how he usually dealt with such things, and this person said, "Let me handle it."

As a result, the gangster came to apologize with gifts the next day.

Do you think this person is capable? If we don’t promote such a person, who should we promote?

There is also a saying that when it comes to solving a case, the more you push, the faster it will be solved; if you don't push too hard, the slower it will be solved; if you don't push, some cases may remain unsolved in ten thousand years.

Of course, it is also important to know who is involved in the case and who gave the order.

Getting back to the topic, despite all the complaints, Zhang Yi agreed with a stern look on his face.

"Commander, when do we set off?"

"I'll give you a day off today. Take a rest and leave early tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Zhang Yi accepted the order and was about to say goodbye when he heard Dai Chunfeng say again: "The matter of the Central Bureau of Investigation ends here. Xu Zengen, this bastard, is jumping up and down and wants to be the minister. Humph, although he has the recommendation of the two Chen brothers, how can the chairman let him get what he wants? Rewarding him as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Transportation is already a favor beyond the law."

The Deputy Minister of Transport seemed to have been promoted, but in fact he was demoted.

"clear."

When Dai Chunfeng came out of his office, he saw Liu Gongyun, the Commissioner of the Ministry of Finance, walking towards him quickly with a cheerful look on his face. Their eyes met unexpectedly. They were acquaintances at first, so they simply greeted each other and passed by each other.

Glancing at this man, Zhang Yi guessed that his meeting with Boss Dai must be related to gold. He smiled secretly and started to make plans in his mind.

He drove straight home, deliberately driving slowly, and made a few circles to make sure no one was following him before returning home.

After disguising himself, he quietly went out and took a rickshaw to the mall. When he came out again, he was dressed like a rich man.

I caught a glimpse of a Cadillac parked in a secluded corner of the mall. I didn't know which dignitary or wealthy businessman it belonged to, and the driver was dozing off in it.

Zhang Yi pretended to read a newspaper, and when there was no one around, he walked up and knocked on the car window.

The driver stuck his head out with a puzzled look on his face, but before he could say anything, he was knocked unconscious with a knife, then his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was gagged, and he was stuffed into the trunk.

After completing all this neatly, Zhang Yi drove quickly towards the Bank of China.

Regardless of whether Liu Gongyun withdraws money today, he must go in as soon as possible and find out the routes and environment inside the bank.

After all, the Bank of China is not a small pawnshop or mortgage shop on the street. The security inside is definitely strict, and it is certainly not easy to get in and do something wrong.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Yi got off the car, he caught a glimpse of two fully armed guards in helmets and rifles standing at the door of the magnificent bank. As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw two burly guards patrolling around.

These people are not police officers or military police, but Jin police, who are affiliated with Minister Song’s Tax Police Corps and are responsible for guarding the security of banks and vaults.

He walked in with a swagger, and a clerk in a suit came over and asked, "Sir, what business do you want to do?"

Zhang Yi looked like a wealthy man with plenty of money. He waved his hand and said, "Large amount transfer."

The clerk politely said, "Okay, sir, please go to the VIP room on the second floor, where someone will be there to receive you."

After expressing his gratitude, Zhang Yi climbed up the mahogany stairs covered with red carpet.

There are many rooms on the second floor. Standing in the corridor, you can hear the telephone ringing one after another.

Employees and well-dressed customers came in and out of the various offices.

Zhang Yi looked around for a few seconds and noticed two signs nailed to the wall opposite the stairs, one on the left and one on the right. The left one said "Arrow Toilet" and the right one said "Arrow VIP Room".

He had an idea, then walked to the left, pushed open a door inlaid with stained glass, and another corridor appeared in front of him.

This corridor is very secluded and the bathroom is at the end of the corridor.

When walking out of the glass door again, Zhang Yi shook the water stains on his hands, as if he had gone to the bathroom.

Then, he straightened his clothes as if no one was around, and squatted down to tie his shoelaces that had become undone at some point.

While no one was paying attention, he quickly and accurately grabbed the two signs on the wall, exerted a little force with his arms, and pulled them off cleanly.

Then, he changed the position of the sign at an extremely fast speed. When the two guards heard the noise and looked over, he squatted down and tied his shoelaces.

The guard found nothing unusual and looked away.

After tying his shoelaces, Zhang Yi walked towards the direction of the "VIP Lounge".

In the bathroom, a clerk was concentrating on washing his hands and didn't notice that someone was standing behind him.

Suddenly, the man patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Who is the manager of your VIP room?" The clerk was startled and turned around in surprise, frowning and said, "Manager Xie is on duty today. What can I do for you?"

The man smiled faintly and said, "It's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, a knife hit the clerk's neck. The clerk was staggering, but was caught and dragged into the toilet cubicle.

Then, the man changed into employee clothes and walked leisurely to the bathroom window.

After finishing a cigarette, he caught a glimpse of a car parked downstairs. Liu Gongyun appeared with an accountant from the bureau's headquarters management office (an expansion of the Military Control Commission's accounting office) and two guards, and he hurried out.

After a while, Liu Gongyun and others walked into the bank lobby. He asked his entourage to wait and went upstairs alone.

As soon as I turned the corner on the second floor, I saw a polite bank clerk jogging up to me and asked enthusiastically, "Commissioner Liu?"

"Ah."

"Manager Xie is on the phone with Mr. Song, and asked me to pick you up here. This way, please."

"New here?" Liu Gongyun wondered secretly. He was a commissioner of the Ministry of Finance and often came to the Bank of China. He had just been here yesterday, so how come he had never seen this young man before?

"I just arrived today. My name is Song Ke. My uncle asked me to come here to gain some experience."

"Song Ke? May I ask who your uncle is?" Upon hearing this surname, Liu Gongyun couldn't help but become a little cautious.

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. My uncle told me not to use his name outside. This way, please!"

The more the staff said this, the more Liu Gongyun felt that this person had a big reason. She was so distracted that she didn't pay any attention to the sign above her head.

After passing through the door with stained glass and looking at the quiet corridor, he realized: "I'm going the wrong way."

Before he could finish his words, the clerk behind him had quickly and accurately grabbed his throat and slapped him on the neck.

Then he was also dragged to the bathroom cubicle.

After a few slaps, Liu Gongyun woke up in horror and struggled desperately to speak, but her neck was strangled and she couldn't make a sound.

"I'll ask you questions next, do you understand?"

The employee reached behind his waist and a black pistol was instantly pressed against his neck, and then he released his hand that was pinching his neck.

"What are you doing in the bank?"

".Withdraw money. Do you know who I am? Do you know what you are doing? Woo woo woo woo."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you." The staff member threatened in a low voice, and took out half a steel pipe from his pocket and twisted it on the barrel of the gun. Liu Gongyun trembled all over. A silent pistol, if it were to kill him, not to mention alerting the guards outside, the people in the toilet probably wouldn't care if they heard the noise.

"What money?"

"gold."

"How much to take?"

"Ten thousand taels, converted into US dollars."

“How to pay?”

"Cheque."

The clerk snorted coldly, put the gun barrel to his neck, felt his pocket, and quickly found a check from the Bank of China with Dai Chunfeng's signature and seal on it.

This type of check is issued without seeing the person making it, and it can be redeemed if it is genuine.

"Brother, you look kind, not like a gangster. Let me advise you, if you rob Boss Dai's money, you will be stuck no matter where you go. Let me go now, and..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, have you contacted the bank?"

"Boss Dai called Mr. Song and asked the bank to take care of it. He told me to just talk to the manager on duty."

"Oh." The clerk smiled at him, but Liu Gongyun was terrified. She said tremblingly, "Spare my life. I will definitely reward you handsomely in the future. Go and die!"

As he spoke tremblingly, he suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. He ignored the gun and struggled hard.

"Looking for death." Zhang Yi sneered. He wanted to spare the man's life, but he didn't expect that he would seek death himself. He grabbed the man's throat, moved the muzzle of the gun down, against the man's heart, and suddenly pulled the trigger. With a "swish", the bullet shot in, and Liu Gongyun fell to the ground staggeringly.

When I pushed open the door of the cubicle, I saw a burly guard holding his belt with one hand and his other hand on his gun, his eyes alert.

"What are you doing?"

"Swish" another bullet flew out and the guard fell to the ground.

Zhang Yi frowned, pricked up his ears to listen, then dragged the guard into the cubicle with great effort, cleaned up the scene as quickly as possible, washed his hands, and pushed the door open to walk out to the VIP room.

"Sir, are you looking for work?"

"Is Manager Xie here?"

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie came over and said, "It's me."

Seeing that he was a stranger, he asked again, "Who are you?"

"From the Military Control Commission." Zhang Yi said as he handed over the check.

Manager Xie asked, "Didn't they say that Commissioner Liu was coming?"

"Boss Dai has assigned him a new task. I am his assistant."

Manager Xie checked the check and confirmed it was correct. He said, "Please wait a moment."

As he spoke, he walked into the settlement room from the internal employee passage and took out a suitcase.

When he opened it, there were twenty bundles of colorful US dollars and a stack of scattered bills neatly laid out inside.

"According to today's exchange rate, one ounce of gold is worth 20 US dollars. Ten thousand taels is equivalent to 100080 ounces, which is 201600 US dollars. If there is no problem, just sign here." Manager Xie said, handing over a special hardcover paper.

"No problem." Zhang Yi smiled, nodded, took the pen with his left hand, and casually wrote the two words "Song Ke".

Manager Xie looked at him with a look of growing suspicion. Not only was the handwriting done with his left hand, but the handwriting was also too ugly.

At this moment of doubt, Zhang Yi grabbed the scattered banknotes in the suitcase and stuffed them into his hands: "Thank you, Manager. You've worked hard. This is a small gift."

Manager Xie wanted to refuse, but $1600 was not a small amount after all. As he was hesitating, he saw Song Ke turning around and leaving with his suitcase.

"Forget it. There's no problem with the check anyway. Why bother myself with the trouble?" He quickly put the money into his pocket, and selectively forgot about the doubts that had just arisen in his mind.

Zhang Yi carried his suitcase and walked briskly down to the second floor.

In the busy bank hall, no one noticed anything unusual about this customer. He walked through the hall and out of the bank under the eyes of several bank security guards.

Then drove away.

After a long time, a clerk suddenly ran out of the bathroom in a panic, shouting, "Quick, call the police, the toilet is dead!"

Instantly, the bank's sirens sounded.

(End of this chapter)