Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"Old Ma, return all the documents, pistols, coins and other things you found on him!" Zhang Yunhe waved to Ma Dazhi.

"Okay!" Ma Dazhi agreed and took out a bag from behind and threw it to Yang Zhicheng.

Zhang Yunhe then said to Yang Zhicheng, "I heard you bought a ticket for a ferry to Los Angeles tomorrow?"

"Yes, the boat will depart at 10 am tomorrow!" said Yang Zhicheng.

Zhang Yunhe nodded: "You should still follow your original plan and board the ship to Clown Country tomorrow!"

Yang Zhicheng thought for a moment and asked, "Then how can I contact you and give you the money every year on this day?"

Zhang Yunhe chuckled. "That's not something you need to worry about. You don't think that once you get to Clown Country, we won't be able to find you and do nothing about you, do you? I'll naturally find a way to find and contact you when the time comes!"

Yang Zhicheng didn't say anything.

Zhang Yunhe asked again: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"I... I want to know what our relationship is now? Employment? Superior and subordinate? Master and servant? Or cooperation?" Yang Zhicheng asked.

Zhang Yunhe shook his head. "This is a new society now. Feudalism is no longer fashionable. I'm not one to enslave others, so there's no such thing as a master-servant relationship. As for cooperation, you're not qualified yet. And superior-subordinate? You haven't proven your ability and value yet. We don't hire useless people. We're barely an employment relationship right now!"

"Okay, I understand!" Yang Zhicheng nodded, took his things, and left with the suitcase containing 200,000 US dollars.

Watching Yang Zhicheng leave the abandoned chemical plant, Ma Dazhi couldn't help but ask, "Do you really believe that he can gradually hand over double the money? Do you really believe that he will honestly fulfill this agreement? You know, once he leaves Shanghai, he's out of our sight, and it will be very difficult to find him again!"

"And he went to the other side of the ocean, far away. There, we were completely in the dark and had no connections or relationships whatsoever!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "I said, if I can let him go, I can also catch him back. If he doesn't fulfill his promise, he will be digging his own grave!"

"Alright, I have to keep an eye on Wangcai's news for the next two days, so I don't have much energy. Follow Yang Zhicheng and make sure he doesn't get targeted by the Blue Shirts Society, Li Qun, Ding Mo, and the Special High Technology Department. Get him on board safely!"

"If you find that Yang Zhicheng is being targeted, don't try to be brave on your own. Find a public phone booth and call me immediately!"

Ma Dazhi nodded and agreed: "Understood!"

Then the two separated and went their separate ways.

Zhang Yunhe returned to No. 67 Daxi Road and continued to monitor the offices of Li Qun and Ding Mo.

He speculated that if Wangcai wanted to come to Shanghai, he would definitely find a way to contact these two people in advance. After all, Wangcai was planning to set up a new stage and did not want to be completely controlled by the Japanese. In this case, he had to have his own people, and Ding Mo and Li Qun were undoubtedly the best minions that Wangcai could win over.

The only sound in the headphones was Li Qun working and writing in the office. Sometimes he could also hear the sound of a match being lit, the sound of pouring water, drinking water, and pacing back and forth.

Finally, the phone rang, which made the bored Zhang Yunhe barely perk up.

"Hello?" Li Qun picked up the phone and said.

"Brother Li, I have good news to tell you. It's not convenient to talk on the phone. I'll come to you in half an hour!" An excited voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone.

Li Qun asked doubtfully, "What good news can't be shared over the phone?"

"In short, it's both good news and top secret!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Li Qun agreed.

The phone was hung up, and Zhang Yunhe sighed again. There was still no news about Wangcai. This person was too cautious. He had been on the run for so long, but there was still no news from him.

I have to say, it is definitely not a fluke that this person has lived this long.

Half an hour later, the sound of a door opening came through the headphones.

"You two stay outside and don't let anyone in!" Li Qun's voice came from the headset.

"Yes, Deputy Director Li!"

Then there was the sound of the office door closing.

"Brother Tan, please sit down!"

The sound of water being poured was heard, followed by the sound of the teacup lid being closed.

"Brother Li, I really have some great news this time!" The middle-aged man's voice came from the headset.

Li Qun asked, "What great news?"

The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "Wangcai over there is coming to Shanghai!"

"What?" Li Qun exclaimed, then realized he had overreacted and quickly lowered his voice, "Is the news reliable?"

The middle-aged man said, "Of course it's reliable. I've been in contact with Zhou Sihai. He sent someone to contact me. To keep it secret, he didn't even send a telegram!"

"When will you come?" Li Qun asked in a low voice.

"They say they've already set off, but it's unclear when they'll arrive. I'll tell you when I have more information. You'll have to do your utmost to protect Wangcai's safety then!"

Li Qun nodded and agreed: "Of course! Wangcai came here this time..."

Old Tan smiled and said, "Brother Li, you're asking even though you already know the answer. Our biggest hope is for Wangcai to come over. Once he sets up the stage to perform, we can legitimately follow him on stage. What do you think?"

"Yeah, no matter how we say it now, it's not legitimate!"

Old Tan suddenly asked, "Should we tell Old Ding about this?"

Li Qun was surprised and said, "What are you thinking? Many people in No. 67 were recruited by him. There's no way we can hide our actions from Lao Ding! Besides, our No. 67 stage has just been set up. If we start to have grudges against each other, wouldn't that be sabotaging the show? How can we continue the show in the future?"

"That's true! But I won't go to see him. I'm not very familiar with him. You can just go and talk to him. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" said Lao Tan.

"Okay, I'll take you out!"

In a car on the street not far from No. 67, Zhang Yunhe took off his headphones. Now he was sure that Wangcai was coming to Shanghai, but the specific time was still uncertain. If he wanted to get accurate information, he had to continue monitoring No. 67.

Two hundred meters away, several people walked out of the door of No. 67.

Zhang Yunhe in the car immediately took out a telescope to observe. When he saw the middle-aged man next to Li Qun, the man's name immediately appeared in Zhang Yunhe's mind - Tan Huaming.

The information in Zhang Yunhe's mind showed that this person was once an important figure in the Blue Shirts Society in Shanghai. He had also run a newspaper with Li Qun. He and Li Qun were old friends. No wonder he called Li Qun "Brother Li".