Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Sulfathiazole, after it came to the East, it got another name, called Xiaozhilong, which is a very vivid name.

Since its appearance, it has had a good therapeutic effect on many previously difficult-to-cure inflammations such as meningitis, pneumonia, and urinary tract infections, and can also be used to prevent wound infections.

But its shortcomings and side effects are also obvious. First of all, it cannot kill bacteria, but can only hinder the growth of bacteria. Its effectiveness is short-lived. In order to maintain long-term concentration, it must be administered continuously at certain intervals. If the drug is used improperly, the bacteria will grow again and develop drug resistance.

Zhang Yunhe bargained with Waffle and brought the price down to 15 yuan per box, which was about 8 cents per piece. This was the lowest price Waffle could accept.

"15 yuan is 15 yuan, but you have to send someone to ship the goods to the warehouse I designated in the concession, and this matter is only known to you and me. I don't want to be targeted by the Japanese!" Zhang Yunhe said.

Hua Fu smiled and agreed, "Of course, of course. I definitely won't tell anyone. I just want to keep my fortune quiet! As for the transportation issue, as long as it doesn't get shipped out of the concessions, everything will be fine!"

Zhang Yunhe asked, "The transaction amount is three million. How do you want to pay it?"

Waffle waved his hand generously and said, "We can accept French francs, marks, dollars, and pounds, but not silver. That's too heavy. Transporting three million silver dollars is no easy task!"

Zhang Yunhe thought for a few seconds and said, "I need three days to raise the money!"

"No problem, I can keep it for you, but you know the business situation changes rapidly, so you have to pay me a deposit!" said the cunning Waffle.

A deposit? A 300 million yuan deposit would require at least or yuan, but Zhang Yunhe couldn't come up with it right now. Although he had some gold bars and money looted from the Special High Technology Bureau that night in his backpack, he didn't want to give the gold bars to Huafu.

Once the gold falls into the hands of foreigners, don't even think about letting them take it out. They will find ways to transport it back to their country.

After some deliberation, Zhang Yunhe immediately said, "I don't have a deposit to give you. I only have integrity. The transaction will be at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. I will call you before o'clock to inform you of the transaction location!"

"During this time, as long as you can find a buyer, you can sell this batch of drugs to anyone. I won't interfere. This dinner is my treat. See you tomorrow night!"

After saying that, Zhang Yunhe took out the money, put it on the table, and stood up to leave.

Hua Fu watched Zhang Yunhe disappear through the gate and suddenly laughed, "This guy is interesting!"

It was already 9: in the evening when Zhang Yunhe returned home. When he opened the door, his wife Liu Huilan was sleeping on the sofa. The sweater and yarn ball she was knitting had fallen to the ground, and there was food on the dining table.

"Wife, wife?" Zhang Yunhe called twice.

Liu Huilan got up dazedly and squinted her eyes to see that it was her husband who had returned. "You're back! I'll heat up the food for you before you eat it!"

"No, you are so sleepy and confused. Just go to bed. I can warm myself up!" Zhang Yunhe said as he picked up his wife.

Liu Huilan enjoyed being held by her husband. She closed her eyes and buried her head in his arms.

After carrying his wife to bed and covering her with a quilt, Zhang Yunhe returned to the living room, heated up a few dishes on the table, and ate two bowls of rice.

While soaking his feet in the bathroom, he closed the door, took out the Iron Blood microcomputer and put it on his arm, then took out the Iron Blood mask and put it on. He tried to use this Iron Blood equipment to connect to the telephone company's wired equipment with a wireless signal. If connected, he could use the Iron Blood equipment to directly call any landline in the Songhu area.

His iron-blooded equipment is like a mobile phone, and he can make and receive calls anywhere in the city.

But after trying, it didn't work. The microcomputer prompted him that he needed a signal converter, which could be connected to any point on the telephone line.

Zhang Yunhe immediately used the computer to check what parts were needed to make a signal converter. The computer quickly gave the answer. He was overjoyed when he saw the accessories because these parts can be bought in this era.

……

This morning, when Zhang Yunhe was driving around to buy electronic parts, newsboys all over Shanghai were selling newspapers on the streets with backpacks on their backs.

"Extra, Extra, today's breaking news: Eastern Japanese Military Police Commander Saburo Miura suffered a heart attack last night and died despite medical efforts!"

"Extraordinary, Extraordinary, come and read the newspaper, Military Police Commander Saburo Miura has died."

Parker Road, Xingxing Matches Company.

Ma Dazhi had just opened the door of the shop, walked out, opened his arms and stretched, when he heard the newspaper boy's cry.

"What? Military Police Commander Saburo Miura is really dead, damn it!" Ma Dazhi's face changed and he immediately walked quickly towards the newsboy.

He quickly bought a newspaper with two cents.

At this time, a full-year newspaper subscription cost 6 yuan, which means an average of only cents per day for one newspaper, but buying one individually would cost cents.

Ma Dazhi quickly read the article in the newspaper reporting the death of Saburo Miura. It must be said that the reporters of these newspapers are really powerful. The article wrote about the autopsy performed on Saburo Miura's body by the Eastern Japanese at the Army Hospital here last night.

"Heart attack? The autopsy concluded it was cardiac arrest? Was this... a true heart attack, or did the hand of the red spider lily fool the doctors and coroner into mistaking it for a heart attack?"

Ma Dazhi couldn't judge, but if Miura Saburo really died of a heart attack, it would be too much of a coincidence!

The order to assassinate Saburo Miura was given to Higanbana at 7 o'clock last night, and this morning it was learned that Saburo Miura died of a heart attack. This coincidence is simply unbelievable!

"No, I have to see the stationmaster immediately!"

Ma Dazhi immediately returned to the store and shouted, "Xiao He, I'm going to be out for a while. I'll be back in an hour at most. You stay and look after the store!"

"Okay, Manager Ma!" the clerk Xiao He agreed.

Ma Dazhi immediately rushed to Changxing Company and found Yu Xianghui who had just come to work.

"Stationmaster, have you read this morning's special edition?"

Yu Xianghui, who was sitting in his office chair, nodded and asked, "Lao Ma, did you really give him the order at 7 o'clock last night?"

"Of course it's true. There's no need for me to lie to the stationmaster about this matter. Besides, the stationmaster knows best how loyal I, Ma Dazhi, am to the organization and the stationmaster!" Ma Dazhi said confidently.

Yu Xianghui pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think this is fake. Sanpu Saburo is not an ordinary person. What newspaper would report such a thing so carelessly? Since it has been published in the newspaper, it must be true!"

"What puzzles me is that he didn't receive the order until 7 o'clock last night, and yet Saburo Miura died last night. If it were true that Saburo Miura died of a heart attack and couldn't be saved, it would be somewhat believable; but to say that he killed Saburo Miura last night through unknown means and made his death look like a heart attack, that makes people feel a little creepy!"