Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

After coming out of the dim sum shop, Lin Ze felt a little annoyed.

Of course he understood his superiors' thoughts. If he ordered the operations team leader Zhou Wanquan to evacuate directly, firstly, the people under his direct contact would be affected, and secondly, all operations at the Beiping Station would almost come to a standstill.

For example, many of the actions of the Anti-Traitor Group formed by students were directed by the Peking Station Action Team. Otherwise, many of those students had never even fired a gun, so how could they be expected to kill people?

Even if a new action leader is quickly appointed, it will probably take quite some time to get the team in order.

But if Zhou Wanquan is not allowed to evacuate, what will happen if Hu Jinglong rebels and Zhou Wanquan is arrested?

At this time, the smart superior slapped his head and thought, why not just get rid of Hu Jinglong?

It is not easy to work in the field. An order from an office may mean the sacrifice of several lives.

Getting rid of Hu Jinglong is easier said than done, but when it comes to actually doing it, it turns out to be almost impossible.

Not to mention that we don’t know where Hu Jinglong is being held, even if we know that he is in the prison of the Military Police Headquarters, do we have to organize people to jailbreak him?

The Japanese are beasts, not fools.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more upset. He went to Xiaoshikou's house to change his clothes and went all the way to the patrol station.

Wang Xiaoshou saw that Lin Ze was in a bad mood, so he quickly made a pot of tea and brought it over, "Master Lin, have some flower tea."

Lin Ze nodded, looked at the teacup, and suddenly remembered something. He had not yet given Gao Shengping the set of Ming Dynasty wine utensils!

Maybe I can hear something from Gao Shengping's grandson. After all, he has been flirting with the Japanese and is a senior official in the Beijing Police Department.

Even if Hu Jinglong eventually betrayed him, even if the Military Police Headquarters wanted to arrest people based on the information he provided, they would have to use patrol police, or at least the police station's detective team.

Otherwise, with only those few military police, they wouldn't even make a splash in the city of Peking, let alone catch a living person, or even a rabbit.

He did what he said and picked up the phone and started clicking.

"Hello, connect me to the police station in District 3."

"Please wait."

After a while, the phone was picked up and Gao Shengping's voice was steady and majestic.

"Hello." This "Hello" has the fourth tone.

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Director, it's me, Xiao Lin. I've been busy catching people who illegally sell food on the street these past two days, and I almost forgot about the set of Ming Dynasty wine utensils I told you about last time. Are you busy tonight? I'll send it to your house."

Gao Shengping's voice suddenly became more lively when he heard this. "Oh, you mean the fake one? I almost forgot about it. Let me take a look. I have a dinner party tonight. I'll cancel it. You can come to my house. I'll ask my sister-in-law to cook two dishes. We'll have a few drinks and I'll tell you about this antique."

Lin Ze said, "That would be great! If I could listen to your teachings in person, I would be able to find more good things to honor you in the future!"

Gao Shengping felt very comfortable, just like drinking a bowl of sour plum soup with crushed ice in the dog days of summer, so comfortable from the inside out.

After talking a few more words and hanging up the phone, Lin Ze began to think.

He called Wang Xiaoshou and said, "Go to Liulichang and get me a big gift box. The lining should be satin."

Wang Xiaoshou didn't even ask what it was for. He just answered and went away quickly.

After Wang Xiaoshou left, Lin Ze crossed his legs and thought again, if the Japanese really let Hu Jinglong come out to identify Zhou Wanquan, could he apply to Gao Shengping to join the detective team?

Maybe then there will be a chance to kill Hu Jinglong.

After thinking about it, he gave up the idea. Not to mention whether he could meet Hu Jinglong or kill him if he went to the detective team, it didn't seem worth it to give up the patrol station he had worked so hard to run just to save an action team leader of the Peking Station.

Damn it, I killed Tang Saner myself and he only gave me fifty dollars!

The rewards are not as much as when the dog system goes crazy!

I'll take each step one at a time, do my best and leave the rest to fate, and that will be the best I can do for this job.

As for whether Zhou Wanquan would be arrested in the end, it doesn’t matter to him, and I don’t have much friendship with him!

After realizing this, Lin Ze felt better.

After going downstairs and taking a look, I saw Erzhuzi mopping the floor with great effort, and I couldn't help but say, "Erzhuzi, there's no need to mop this place like that."

Erzhuzi stood up and smiled innocently, "I just finished patrolling the streets, so I have nothing to do anyway."

As he was saying this, Xie Quan came in from outside holding a patrol baton. When he saw Lin Ze, he saluted quickly.

"Hello, Patrolman!"

Lin Ze waved his hand, "Brothers don't have to be polite. How are you doing? Are you used to it?"

"To reply to the patrol commander, everything is fine!"

Lin Ze nodded, "Work peacefully, save some money to marry a wife, and live a good life. That's better than anything else."

Xie Quan added: "I understand. Thank you for your concern, Chief Inspector!"

Lin Ze knew from his behavior that this man was still holding back. However, he was a soldier of the 29th Army who had fought against the Japanese after all. It was normal for him to be in high spirits even if he was temporarily living under someone else's roof.

As long as it doesn't cause trouble for you, just let it be.

The patrolmen came back one after another to rest, and Lin Ze asked some more questions about the situation on the street.

There were a few more cars falling down on the road near the train station, and they had already been towed away.

Previously in the Outer Second District, a man who was selling steamed buns secretly was beaten to death by the military police. This made the small vendors very scared. Therefore, those who secretly set up stalls on the street became more vigilant and did not dare to sell openly on the street. They either hid in this alley or rented someone else's house.

If you want to buy a bun, you have to knock on the door and give a secret signal, just like a fucking spy meeting.

There were also patrolmen complaining that their families were barely able to make ends meet. The price of grain was getting higher day by day, and it was all mixed flour. Lin Ze no longer gave them sweet potatoes, as they couldn’t just take them out all day long.

After thinking for a while, he said to everyone, "I know that life is hard for families with many children, but whose life is better now? I can't do anything about the food issue. It's almost the end of this month, so I'll take out 10% of the standard payment from the merchants and share it with everyone. As for whether you buy food on the black market or save the money yourself, I don't care."

Everyone cheered immediately.

Lin Ze said coldly, "Let me be frank. If you get caught on the black market, don't come to me. I won't admit it! I'll kill you if you deserve it, or shoot you if you deserve it. Don't bring trouble to the station."

Everyone knows that those who have some financial resources often go to the black market and have gained experience.

As they were talking and joking, Wang Xiaoshou came back, sweating profusely.

Holding a bundle in his arms, and unable to see what was inside, Lin Ze went upstairs.

When he arrived at the office, Wang Xiaoshou opened the bundle and said, "Master, I bought it. Take a look!"

This box is really nice. The outside is lacquered, and some parts of the intricate pattern are outlined with gold lines.

The lining is Ruifuxiang satin, which is made up of several layers and is soft and smooth.

Lin Ze took out five dollars and said, "Use the extra money to buy food."

Wang Xiaoshou was not polite, he took it and said with a chuckle: "Master, if you let me run errands every day, I can also make a fortune!"