Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

After two days of investigation, Wang Dabao found some clues. He reported to Li Qun: "Director, I led a team to investigate the source of the information from the underworld. The information was spread by a man named Wang Xincheng from the Grain Bureau. I just brought him back with my men!"

"Did anyone see you arresting people?" Li Qun asked.

Wang Dabao replied, "Some people saw it, but they were all unrelated people, and I did it a few kilometers after he left the grain bureau!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qun nodded and asked, "Where is the person being held now? Have they been interrogated?"

"He's been locked in the interrogation room and interrogated. He's confessed everything, saying it was all instigated by Bai Guangtian, the deputy director of the Grain Bureau!"

"Besides these, what else did he confess?" Li Qun asked.

Wang Dabao said, "Wang Xincheng also confessed that the Grain Bureau has always been collecting grain from the countryside, including rice. In the past, rice accounted for the majority of the grain collected, while other grains accounted for only a minority!"

“But most of the grains collected during this period were miscellaneous grains, and there was very little rice. Moreover, he had inquired with his colleagues that a lot of rice had been collected, but very little rice had been transported into the grain depot and registered in the accounts. Therefore, he and Bai Guangtian suspected that someone inside the grain bureau was reselling rice, and that they were collecting grain in the countryside without the grain bureau’s records, just using the name of the grain bureau!”

"Wang Xincheng also confessed that he was ordered to follow You Shichang because if someone inside the Grain Bureau was reselling rice and they couldn't find any clues, that person could only be You Shichang!"

"After following You Shichang, they discovered that he had been meeting with Liu Changhe, a bigwig in the Green Gang, in recent days, so they suspected that Liu Changhe was colluding with You Shichang to smuggle rice from the grain bureau."

Li Qun thought for a moment and asked, "Who is in charge of grain procurement at the Grain Bureau?"

"Well... I didn't ask. I'll interrogate Wang Xincheng again right away!" Wang Dabao said hastily.

He immediately rushed back to the underground prison to interrogate Wang Xincheng again.

Wang Xincheng explained that the Procurement Department was responsible for all procurement matters. The head of the Procurement Department was Zhang Lin, and there was a deputy head named Li Yang. Below that were five procurement teams, each with three people.

Wang Xincheng did not know exactly who was involved in the rice resale.

Wang Dabao immediately reported the interrogation results to Li Qun.

"Director, should we arrest and interrogate all the people in the purchasing department?"

After listening, Li Qun shook his head and said, "No, doing this will cause too much of a stir, and the real mastermind will definitely cut off the clues!"

"Alright, let's secretly arrest Zhang Lin, the head of the procurement section, and Li Yang, the deputy head! Remember, arrest them separately and interrogate them separately!"

"Understood, I'll go arrange it right away!"

That evening, Zhang Lin, deputy head of the procurement section of the grain bureau, and Li Yang were secretly arrested.

Wang Dabao and his men from No. 76 interrogated the two of them separately overnight.

The next morning, Wang Dabao, sporting dark circles under his eyes, went to Li Qun's office to report the interrogation results.

"Director, Zhang Lin and Li Yang confessed that their purchasing department received 80,000 dan of rice in the countryside these days, but what we know is that less than 5,000 dan of rice have been put into storage, leaving a shortfall of 75,000 dan. However, the total amount of grain in the grain depot has not decreased!"

Li Qun asked, "So, you only lost 75,000 dan of rice, but gained the same amount of miscellaneous grains?"

"Yes, they said that the person in charge of the handover was Chang Hui, the director of the grain depot management committee. If we want to find out the truth about this matter, Chang Hui is the key!"

Li Qun immediately said, "Then arrest Chang Hui, or at least arrest him secretly and interrogate him!"

"Understood. I'll prepare this attack to capture them!"

Chang Hui has made a lot of money these past few days. Seventy to eighty thousand dan of rice passed through his hands. He could exchange the rice for an equivalent amount of miscellaneous grains and earn 50 yuan per dan, of which he would pocket 10 yuan.

So he's been living a carefree life these days. Every night he goes to the dance halls in the French Concession to drink and dance with his dance partners. Sometimes he takes his dance partners to a hotel to stay overnight, and sometimes he goes to the casino to play.

Once he had money, he would spend lavishly, and women would vie to ask him to dance in nightclubs, treating him like a sugar daddy.

"Captain, Chang Hui has been inside for over half an hour! He called a car to come," the No. 76 agent, who was tracking and monitoring outside the dance hall, reported to Wang Dabao, who had just arrived by car.

After hearing this, Wang Dabao turned to the female agent sitting next to him and said, "Miss Yang, it's your turn to take action!"

A female agent wearing a fur coat and a cheongsam next to him nodded, opened the car door, got out, and walked towards the dance hall.

She walked in high heels, swaying her hips and twisting her waist. Her posture, figure, and demeanor were so captivating that any man would be unable to look away.

"Welcome, Miss!" A waiter standing at the door saw Yang Lichun's eyes widen and drool involuntarily dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Miss, please come in!" another service desk said.

Yang Lichun smiled and nodded, then walked into the dance hall.

Men have to buy tickets to come to this kind of dance hall, but women don't.

Some nightclubs will give money to pretty women who come to play in order to attract customers, because pretty women will attract men to the nightclub.

Therefore, almost all nightclubs maintain their own group of dancers.

Some wealthy men and playboys even fight over a dancer.

Dance music was playing in the ballroom, and many men and women were embracing each other, swaying their bodies and steps to the rhythm of the music.

On the stage, a singer wearing a cheongsam with a slit, her face partially veiled by a black veil, was singing into a microphone.

"Miss, are you alone? This way, please, there's a seat here!" A waiter in a vest came over and said to Yang Lichun.

Yang Lichun followed the waiter to a sofa in a booth. "A glass of red wine, please!"

Just as the waiter was about to agree, a voice came from the side: "This glass is on me, go and get this lady some wine!"

Both of them turned to look at the source of the voice, a young man in a suit walking over with a grin.

"May I ask your surname, Miss? My name is Fu Weiheng."

Yang Lichun replied coldly, "I'm not interested in you. You're not my type. Please leave!"

The young master's smile froze, and after a sheepish laugh, he turned and walked away.

Over the next ten minutes, several people came to chat, but all were turned down.

Then a middle-aged man brazenly approached, bowed, and asked, "Miss, may I have this dance?"

This person was Chang Hui.

Yang Lichun looked up, a smile spreading across her face. She placed her fair, jade-like hand on Chang Hui's hand, then stood up and followed him onto the dance floor. This scene stunned everyone who was watching Yang Lichun.

What shocked and envied them even more was that after the dance, Yang Lichun actually followed Chang Hui away.

As soon as the two stepped out, a car pulled up at the foot of the steps.

"Let's go to the youth hostel!"

“Yes, sir!” the driver replied.

But ten minutes after the car drove off, Chang Hui realized something was wrong; the road was wrong.

"This isn't the way to the youth apartment! You... Stop the car! Stop the car!" Chang Hui yelled, reaching for the gun at his waist.

"Don't move!" Yang Lichun pointed a pistol at his waist and then removed the gun from his waist.

"W-who are you?"