Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"That's unlikely. I remember that Japan has its own morphine production plant, and it will definitely be distributed in the army. How do you want me to promote it?" Zhou Zhengqing frowned slightly.

"Haha, this means the Japanese are stingy. Of course, I'm not talking about you." Shen Xilin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, laughed awkwardly, and continued to explain, "You know, the patent for morphine expired not long ago.

The Japanese didn't bother with patents at all and just started producing secretly.

It is precisely because they are unwilling to pay the high patent fees that they can only produce secretly and dare not open large factories. This gives us a great opportunity. "

Shen Xilin paused, a hint of pride in his eyes, and continued: "The most important thing is that the subcutaneous morphine extracted by the Germans is of such high purity and strong effect that everyone who has used it says it is good!

As long as we promote this to the Japanese army, we will definitely be able to squeeze these Japanese goods out without a trace!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhengqing's mind involuntarily emerged with the foreign war films he had watched before traveling through time.

In the picture, the soldiers who were blown to pieces were lying on stretchers, dying. Medical soldiers quickly stepped forward and gave them an injection of morphine without hesitation.

Miraculously, the wounded immediately calmed down, the pain on their faces gradually dissipated, and they passed away very peacefully.

The effect of using it this way makes it hard to deny its benefits. It is indeed pure and powerful enough!

While Zhou Zhengqing was recalling those scenes, he collected and sorted out the information scattered on the desk one by one.

His movements were a little slow, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion: “You’ve given me too much shock today, I need to digest it.

I also need to discuss some things with my family, so you can go back and wait for my news." Zhou Zhengqing said to Shen Xilin with a complicated look.

When watching TV before, Zhou Zhengqing had the impression that Shen Xilin was just a manager of a foreign company. Although everyone praised him as a good businessman, Zhou Zhengqing never took it seriously.

But now, after talking to Shen Xilin face to face, I realized that this was no ordinary business expert! As long as he was given a chance, he could create a jaw-dropping business.

Just in one night, the other party presented him with such a huge business as soybeans, coal, steel, and opium. Zhou Zhengqing is now a little confused. He always feels like he has no ground to stand on, and he doesn't feel at ease.

Uh! I seem to have forgotten something!

Zhou Zhengqing suddenly slapped his head and realized that he had overlooked something important.

"Wait, don't leave so quickly, I almost forgot! What about the oil you mentioned here? Where does the oil come from in Manchukuo?"

In Zhou Zhengqing's memory, wasn't China's oil discovered only after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

If Manchuria had oil, why would the Japanese later go south to fight the Americans!

Could it be that the world I traveled to has undergone unexpected changes!

Did the Japanese discover oil in Northeast China?

Zhou Zhengqing frowned tightly, his heart full of doubts.

"You don't know? Fushun!" Shen Xilin said as a matter of course.

"Fushun!? There are oil fields in Fushun?" Zhou Zhengqing was even more confused.

He only remembered the famous oil fields in China in the future, such as Daqing and Shengli, but it seemed that none of them were in Fushun.

Shen Xilin looked at Zhou Zhengqing's bewildered expression, and only after confirming that Zhou Zhengqing really didn't know did he slowly explain: "The oil shale in Fushun can't be considered an oil field in the traditional sense. Shale oil needs to be refined through distillation technology. Although the output is very low, it is stable.

As early as 1909, Japan discovered oil shale while mining in Fushun coal mine, but initially misjudged its low oil content and shelved the project.

In the 1920s, the Japanese Navy restarted exploration due to fuel shortages and confirmed that the oil shale reserves reached 55 billion tons with an average oil content of 5.5%.

In 1928, the South Manchuria Railway Company built the Fushun Coal Mine Oil Refining Plant in Fushun. When it went into operation in 1930, a single furnace could process 50 tons of oil shale per day.

Zhou Zhengqing listened to Shen Xilin's explanation, his eyes gradually showing excitement. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I saw in the information that it says 15 tons per year! That's quite a lot!"

"The South Manchuria Railway coordinated with the needs of the Kwantung Army and gave priority to supplying petroleum products to the Kwantung Army. Almost all the rest were shipped to the Japanese mainland. It was difficult for us to interfere with the smuggling of petroleum products into the interior of the country.

"No, I just see that oil is very profitable, so I have a little bit of extravagant hope, but whether it will work or not depends on you." Shen Xilin shook his head helplessly.

"Kwantung Army?! Manchuria Railway!?"

These two words kept popping up in Zhou Zhengqing's mind, and a smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I have acquaintances with both of them!

It shouldn't be difficult to get the Kwantung Army and the South Manchuria Railway to trade some oil resources to support their own military police.

As he was thinking, Zhou Zhengqing suddenly realized that he had been playing small games before. He had not noticed so many business opportunities around him and had wasted his status as a top aristocrat.

wrong!

Zhou Zhengqing suddenly came to his senses and secretly complained, "It's all because of Xu Zhongyi, that guy who only knows how to deal in tea, grain, furs and cotton! He's so short-sighted!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had missed too many opportunities in the past, and now the appearance of Shen Xilin made him see a whole new business world.

Look at Shen Xilin! This business is like the difference between a small workshop and a large group company!

Zhou Zhengqing suddenly thought of something.

Uh! That's not right! It seems the Takazaki family also has a company in Manchukuo!

Could it be export trade? Buying from Manchukuo and reselling to mainland China?

No, I have to ask!

Zhou Zhengqing thought secretly in his heart.

"Okay, you go back first. Prepare things first, and I will give you a definite answer in two days. Also contact the Germans to see how much money is needed to produce morphine." Zhou Zhengqing said to Shen Xilin.

"Okay!" Shen Xilin agreed and stood up to leave.

But after taking just two steps, he stopped again, turned around, looked at Zhou Zhengqing and asked, "I'm going to be a full-time businessman in the future, so what about Maochuan Mansion..."

"Don't worry about them. In a few days, I will ask the Special High Section to give you the status of a peripheral clerk." Zhou Zhengqing said nonchalantly.

"Special High Section!" Shen Xilin was stunned, a look of surprise on his face. "How can a Chinese like me join the Special High Section?"

"Of course, aren't you still the head of the intelligence department of Maochuan Mansion?" Zhou Zhengqing explained with a smile.

"Haha, that's just a makeshift team and can't be displayed openly." Shen Xilin laughed.

"How about you give yourself a Japanese name and I'll help you become a Japanese citizen?" Zhou Zhengqing joked.

"No, I'm already being called a traitor. If I really had a Japanese name, I'd probably get beaten up on the street." Shen Xilin also smiled, waved his hand, and left the office.