Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Major Doi looked at Zhang Yunhe. He knew what a comprador from a foreign company could do by coming to him, the head of the anti-smuggling department. He just wanted to use his connections to ask him for help.

He took the brocade box and opened it. His pupils couldn't help but shrink. He saw a golden toad in the brocade box. The golden toad was made of pure gold, with exquisite craftsmanship and a long history. It can be regarded as a fine piece of antique art.

"Mr. Zhang, you have a saying that goes 'No reward without merit,' right? What does it mean that Mr. Zhang gave this to me?" Doi said with a playful smile in his eyes.

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "I don't have any other intentions. I just want to make friends with Major Doi. If Major Doi is not busy at noon, I would like to invite you to have lunch at Huizhong Hotel. I hope you can give me some face!"

Major Doi's expression changed several times, and finally he accepted the golden toad with a smile, "Okay, I will definitely go to Huizhong Hotel for the banquet at noon!"

Zhang Yunhe pretended to be overjoyed and said, "Then I will go and prepare. I will be waiting for you, Major Doi, at the Huizhong Hotel at noon. Since you are busy, I will take my leave now!"

After coming out of the military police headquarters, Zhang Yunhe looked at his watch. It was already past ten in the morning. He drove to a restaurant, fried two dishes, put them in a lunch box and brought them back for Chen Xiangling as lunch.

The car stopped downstairs. Zhang Yunhe turned around and was about to walk towards the small building where Chen Xiangling lived when he suddenly felt like he was being watched.

"Huh? Is someone targeting me?"

With doubts in his heart, Zhang Yunhe walked into the small building and went up the stairs to the roof.

Just a moment after he went upstairs, a wretched figure followed him stealthily. It was Liao Qi, the wretched man who had blocked Zhang Yunhe and Azhen at the door of Richard's Hotel with a gang of thugs last night. It was also Liao Qi who had falsely accused Zhang Yunhe of being either an underground party member or a member of the Blue Shirts Society in front of Akao Hirokazu from the Special High Technology Bureau that morning.

Hearing the footsteps going upstairs, Liao Qi quickened his pace and soon heard the sound of the iron door opening and closing.

Liao Qi heard the sound seemed to come from the third floor, so he immediately hurried to the third floor.

But the doors of the two rooms on the third floor were wooden doors, not iron doors. He remembered that he had just clearly heard the sound of iron doors opening and closing.

"Is there a room upstairs? Isn't that the rooftop?"

With doubts in his heart, Liao Qi stepped onto the stairs to the rooftop.

When he turned the corner in the stairwell and looked up, he saw an iron door above. He tiptoed to the iron door on the roof, opened it and walked out. He saw that there was indeed a room on the roof. At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then he lost consciousness.

Zhang Yunhe appeared, picked up the unconscious stalker, and slowly placed him on the ground. "Liao Qi? Why is it him?"

"I said no spy would be so stupid as to follow me so closely. It turns out to be you, a little jerk!"

Zhang Yunhe searched Liao Qi's body and found a small knife and dozens of dollars in banknotes, but no eavesdropping devices or anything like that.

"A little jerk with dozens of dollars on him? That's not normal! He shouldn't be here because of what happened last night."

Zhang Yunhe thought about it for a moment, took out a rope from his backpack and tied up Liao San. He immediately raised his wrist and used the Iron Blood computer to check the surrounding three-dimensional virtual holographic image. In an instant, the surrounding houses and creatures appeared in the holographic image.

A detailed search was conducted in the holographic image. No suspicious persons were found nearby except for the radio detection vehicle in the alley across the street, which was still there and several workers in the vehicle were still diligently searching for radio signals.

"came back?"

Chen Xiangling in the room had heard the sound of the iron door on the rooftop opening, but she didn't see Zhang Yunhe come in. She was a little suspicious, so she held a pistol in one hand and asked.

Zhang Yunhe, who was standing on the rooftop searching for the surroundings, heard the voice and replied, "It's me!"

He turned off the holographic image, hid Liao Qi in the corner, and walked into Chen Xiangling's room carrying the food box.

Chen Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him come in. She said, "It's too much trouble for you to come back and bring me lunch every day. I think you should just buy me a few more steamed buns every morning for lunch. That way you don't have to run back and forth at noon."

Zhang Yunhe agreed: "Okay, you eat, I have something to do so I will leave first!"

While talking, he placed a surveillance camera in a hidden corner.

After leaving the room, Zhang Yunhe closed the door. He walked to the corner, helped up the unconscious Liao Qi, and twisted his neck with force.

After Liao Qi died completely, Zhang Yunhe put the body into his backpack and turned to go downstairs.

The radio signal detection vehicle is still there. These Japanese spies are really patient. Zhang Yunhe estimates that these Japanese will definitely take action. It is just a matter of time. After all, the other party cannot stay here forever.

But she couldn't move out for the time being. Moving would definitely arouse the suspicion and investigation of the spies, but not moving and letting Chen Xiangling stay here would be a time bomb. The housing supply in the concession was already tight, and it was not easy to rent a house now.

After taking a final look at the reconnaissance vehicle, Zhang Yunhe suddenly came up with a way to solve the problem, but he had to wait until Major Doi was dealt with before implementing it.

It was already 11 o'clock when Zhang Yunhe arrived at Huizhong Hotel. He went to the restaurant and found Jingli and asked him to arrange a room for him alone.

The manager was reluctant at first, after all, there was no prior reservation, but under Zhang Yunhe's financial offensive, the manager quickly solved the problem of not having any extra private rooms.

Before 12 noon, Major Doi was led by the manager to the room where Zhang Yunhe was.

"Welcome Mr. Doi, please take a seat! Manager, please serve the dishes!" Zhang Yunhe greeted.

The wine and food that had been prepared long ago were brought over one by one.

Zhang Yunhe talked to Doi about what he saw and heard in the concession.

When the meal was almost over, Doi wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's get straight to the point. Can you tell me why you invited me here?"

Zhang Yunhe laughed when he heard this, and said slowly: "It's not a big deal, actually. I don't want to ask the major for help, but I want to cooperate with the major!"

"Oh? Cooperation? How to cooperate?" Doi asked with great interest.

"It's very simple. The Major knows that I'm a comprador for a foreign company. There are wars everywhere right now, and our trade routes are very congested. We often encounter harassment and deliberate inspections by your checkpoints and patrols. If you can provide protection for our foreign company's trade routes with your authority, I think it will be a win-win situation for both of us!"

Major Doi asked, "How? What's in it for me?"

"I heard that the passes for trade convoys and cargo ships are all issued by your department. It would be even better if the major could provide our company with a special pass. If our goods are intercepted, inspected, or seized at checkpoints, the major could promptly issue a hello and release them. That would greatly improve our business!"

"As long as the Major agrees, he can receive 20% of the net profit each time as a reward. Is my sincerity sufficient?"

Major Doi flew into a rage after hearing this: "Baga, you're actually trying to bribe me into this for your own benefit. I'm guessing the goods you're selling are all contraband, aren't they?"