During the Anti-Japanese War, the landlord's stupid son defied fate

After learning the number of warehouses, Zhao Gang knew that the Japanese were preparing for some future moment.

The intelligence brought back by Director Liu's men was leaked to the Japanese as soon as it was reported.

In a temple in Tianjin, the head of the Japanese special low-level department, Liucun Yinnan, was very angry.

I just received news from Peking that the people they arranged to go to Shanxi Province were exposed because of the outrageous behavior of that useless young master of the Zhang family.

He had no choice but to activate senior intelligence personnel in Shanxi Province to investigate the authenticity of the matter, but in less than half a day, he got even more shocking news.

Their large war preparedness warehouse in Longcheng was seized by unidentified persons, and personnel from the Military Intelligence Department of Jin Province had also been there.

At this moment, he was filled with nothing but anger. He finally understood why he couldn't rely on some playboys.

A person who is obsessed with trivial things will not only achieve nothing, but will also cause you a lot of trouble and sometimes even ruin your things.

He tasted the bitter fruit of this now. This was a warehouse that he had run for ten years and had built up bit by bit.

Of course, the loss of those twenty members of the intelligence team was also very sad. They were not defeated by the intelligence line, but by the willfulness of a playboy and their arrogance.

As an intelligence officer, being so arrogant in someone else's territory is just courting death.

After reading the report, Yanagimura Kazuo fell silent, but then he gave a new order.

"Find out who attacked the restaurant and who else went to the warehouse."

"If that doesn't work, buy information from the enemy's insiders. They must have clues. Once they find them, whether true or false, they will retaliate against me."

After he gave the order, his assistant, Jiro Komura, who was in the room, immediately lowered his head and said, "Hey, Chief, I'll convey your order right away."

After leaving the section chief's office, Jiro Komura immediately went to the telegraph room.

He conveyed Liucun Yimin's order to the operatives in Longcheng, Jin Province, and asked them to complete the task.

In the basement of a courtyard somewhere in Longcheng, someone was receiving a telegram.

This is the largest intelligence station of the Japanese in Longcheng. The entire yard is one thousand square meters and it is a three-story building.

The Fulai Hotel has been open in Longcheng for more than ten years. Due to the special nature of this place, the Military Intelligence Department did not suspect that there would be any problems here.

It can be said that the hotel building and the electrical wires outside effectively concealed the Japanese's actions.

Although the telegraph machine in the basement was beeping non-stop, the sound insulation was so good that no one outside could hear any movement.

Soon, a Japanese soldier received the telegram and ran to find their leader.

Inside the manager's office, the other party knocked on the door and came in.

"Team leader Koizumi, we have received a telegram from Section Chief Yanagimura. Please take a look." The other party respectfully handed the telegram to Ichiro Koizumi.

"Well, Kameda, remember, from now on we have to call each other by the name here to avoid accidents. Although there are no Dragon people in the store now, we can't take it lightly." Ichiro Koizumi said.

"Yes, Manager Zhang, I understand." said Kameda (Li Fugui).

"Well, go ahead and let me know if there's any new news."

Kameda went out, but after he left the door, the other party's eyes no longer had the previous respect, but instead a look of contempt for him.

Koizumi began to read the contents of the telegram. He naturally knew what happened today, and he knew about what happened last night even earlier. After all, it was such a big commotion that it was hard not to know.

After reading the content, he burned the telegram. At this moment, he was wondering who would be so bold as to deal with them openly.

Even if they are from the Military Intelligence Department, they cannot do it so openly without evidence.

He thought about it for about ten minutes before he began to put on his clothes and prepare to go out and investigate the whole matter himself.

Before leaving, he took dragon coins worth 10,000 ocean dollars and ten small yellow croakers, which were the expenses needed to gather intelligence.

Soon he arrived at a teahouse. He came here because he had to choose this place every time he talked to someone.

He had someone place the token of his meeting somewhere. People were coming and going here, so it was normal to change the flowers from time to time and no one would notice.

And their place doesn't meet here, so it's very safe.

Sure enough, someone soon appeared in the teahouse and quickly sat down in the other person's seat.

"Boss Zhang, what do you want to talk to me about today? I'm busy with official duties and really don't have time to communicate with you. Please tell me quickly."

He was wearing a suit, looking very elegant, and wearing a pair of black sunglasses. His hair was combed very black and shiny. At first glance, he looked like a very particular person.

Manager Zhang took a look at the other person and didn't say that the other person was too conspicuous in his outfit. Maybe the other person had a special identity.

"I need detailed information about last night's cooking murder. Also, a warehouse in the city was raided this morning, and the Military Intelligence Department was there. I want that information too. How much does it cost?"

He made the message very clear and then asked the other party to make a quote.

The man was very surprised. He looked at the other person and then said.

"Last night's incident required two small yellow croakers and three thousand dollars. Today's warehouse incident in the city requires seven small yellow croakers and five thousand dollars."

"I'll give you the information tomorrow, still here, at the same time. Please note the time."

Manager Zhang (Team Leader Koizumi) looked at his watch and saw that it was 3:40 p.m.

"Okay, here are eight thousand ocean-equivalent dragon coins and ten small yellow croakers. Bring me the suspect's information too, so I don't have to search for him anymore."

The man was very excited to see the other party being so generous.

"Don't worry, just come pick up your things at this time tomorrow, and I'll check this matter for you."

After he said that, he picked up his things and left without even drinking a sip of tea.

Fortunately, this is a private room and outsiders cannot see what is going on here, so Manager Zhang chose to stay here as it is very concealed.

He looked at the two thousand Ocean Dragon Coins left from today's transaction, and he smiled and put them into his wallet.

This is what he does on a daily basis, lining his own pockets.

Every time he took advantage of this kind of transaction, he would keep the remaining money for himself after completion and slowly deposit it into the bank of the United States. In this way, he only needed to tell his family the bank account and key to withdraw money in their country. This was very safe and rarely discovered.

However, he has not told his family about this yet. After all, if this matter is exposed, he and his family will be finished. He knows the consequences of this matter.

After the man left here, he returned to his office and immediately started to make arrangements for a dinner. The person he contacted was naturally Wang An, the deputy director of the police station.

He has been working with the other party for a long time, and this matter still needs to be resolved by the other party.

At the same time, he also made an appointment with the deputy captain of the Military Intelligence Department's operations team tonight. He planned to set up two tables, one hour apart, and then settle the matter over the wine table.