Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

The citizens of Shanghai who read the newspaper were all extremely angry. Killing someone is nothing more than a head falling to the ground, but to kill someone and then hang the body up, doing the most humiliating things, is simply worse than an animal.

The citizens' hatred for the Japanese reached its peak, even though this time only a foreigner had died.

Despite their resentment, the citizens dared not express it. Not only in the Chinese-controlled areas and the International Settlement, but even in the French Concession, newspapers dared not express their opinions on the matter.

5 p.m., the Public Concession Police Station.

Several cars followed by several trucks full of soldiers arrived at the police station courtyard. The doors opened, and Military Police Commander Sato got out of the car with a stern face, his coldness almost freezing into frost.

Inspector Sakai, along with some police officers, hurriedly ran out to greet them.

"Welcome, Commander Sato, to inspect our work!" Sakai immediately announced loudly.

"How's the investigation going on the case of the body hanging outside the clock tower?" Sato asked as he walked into the police station's office.

Sakai quickly replied, "Commander, this case is still under investigation. The deceased was a Westerner, approximately 50 years old. The cause of death has now been determined: he was stabbed in the heart with a sharp blade. According to the forensic examination, the time between his murder and his discovery was no more than one hour."

Sato then asked, "Have you found out the deceased's identity?"

"Uh, not yet, it's under investigation," Sakai said apologetically.

Sato suddenly snapped, throwing a newspaper at Sakai's face: "Are all the police officers in your station a bunch of good-for-nothings? Look, even the newspapers in the French Concession know the identity of the deceased!"

"What?!" Sakai was quite shocked and hurriedly unfolded the newspaper to read it.

The more he looked, the more horrified he became, his face growing paler and paler. "How... how could this be? We in the police station haven't even identified the deceased yet, how did the newspaper reporter know?"

"That's right, someone must have told them. It must have been the murderer who called the newspaper! I heard from the police chief who led the investigation team that when they were carrying the body into the building, a reporter suddenly rushed out and took pictures of the body. Before they could react, the reporter ran away. This means that the reporter arrived at the scene before our police officers and hid to the side waiting for the opportunity to take pictures."

"If the perpetrator hadn't given prior notice, how could the reporters have known and arrived at the crime scene in advance?"

Sato said, "The deceased William Gander was no ordinary person. He was definitely not just an ordinary Western wine merchant. You can leave this case alone. Seal all the files and hand them over to the Special Service Section of the Military Police Headquarters!"

"Yes!" Sakai Chenggong stood at attention, bowed his head, and replied.

Nighttime, Blue Shirts headquarters.

Yu Shui Nong had just finished dinner and was drinking tea in the living room.

"Hey, Secretary Wu is here. He says he has something to report!" A bodyguard walked in and reported.

"Let him in!" Yu Shui Nong waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Secretary Wu Fengchao quickly came in with a folder, stood at attention and said, "Yuzuo, we just received two telegrams. One is from Songhu Station, confirming that William Gander is dead. His body was hung on the clock tower around 10 a.m. this morning and was seen by countless people. The newspapers in the French Concession reported on it extensively and even published photos of the body!"

Yu Shui Nong put down his teacup and looked at Wu Fengchao: "Where's the second telegram?"

"It was sent by the Lycoris Radiata group!"

"What did you say?"

Wu Fengchao hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Other Shore Flower Group has shown you evidence that William Gander is dead. If the money is not transferred to the designated account within three days, they will leak all the information on MI6's intelligence agents in Shanghai to the Military Police Headquarters and the Special Higher Police!"

After hearing this, Yu Shui Nong's forehead and the back of his hands bulged with blue veins, his breathing became rapid, and his face turned pale.

A dozen seconds later, his breathing became steady and calm again, and his complexion gradually returned to normal. He said, "Meet with the gangster gentleman tomorrow morning and mention to him that William Gander is dead and that the French Concession newspapers have already reported it. Urge them to transfer the money to that HSBC account in Hong Kong. Don't mention anything else!"

"Understood!" Wu Fengchao replied, then paused and asked, "Yuzuo, you're not angry?"

Rainwater waved his hand: "The target of the threats from the Other Shore Flower wasn't us, but the British gentlemen. We're just relaying their words, but you absolutely cannot mention the Other Shore Flower's threats. After all, the Other Shore Flower group is nominally under our leadership. If the Other Shore Flower's threats reach the ears of the British gentlemen, they'll think we're threatening them."

"Now that we are allies with the British gentlemen, we should cooperate with each other and pay attention to unity!"

"Understood! Please get some rest. I'll take my leave now," Wu Fengchao said, standing at attention before turning and leaving.

Two days later, Ma Dazhi received a telegram from the Blue Shirts Society headquarters in Shanghai, stating that the customer had made payment.

Ma Dazhi then called Zhang Yunhe and told him about it.

Before heading to Shanghai that day, Zhang Yunhe specifically went to HSBC to check his account status and confirmed that the payment in pounds sterling had been credited to his account.

After arriving in the French Concession of Shanghai, Zhang Yunhe called Ma Dazhi and arranged to meet at the City God Temple in the Chinese-controlled area.

Nowadays, whether it's the Japanese Special Higher Police, the Military Police Headquarters, or the 76th Division, they almost all focus their reconnaissance and intelligence gathering efforts on the International Settlement and the French Concession. The Chinese-controlled area has become practically their backyard for the Japanese, so they don't pay much attention to it.

Zhang Yunhe chose to meet at the City God Temple, which turned out to be a safe place.

Even now, many people still come to burn incense and make prayers. There are many vendors on the street outside the City God Temple, and their calls rise and fall.

Zhang Yunhe, carrying a briefcase with an incense stick and a bundle of paper money on it, stood by the railing of the fishpond outside, smoking a cigarette while wearing sunglasses.

The City God Temple was packed with people, all of whom were believers who came to burn incense and paper money.

Not long after, Ma Dazhi, who had put on makeup, also came to Zhang Yunhe's side carrying a briefcase.

Zhang Yunhe offered him a cigarette and asked, "What currencies are accepted here now?"

“In the French Concession, francs, legal tender, and silver dollars can be used freely. However, US dollars and British pounds are not very useful because the Japanese have now strengthened foreign exchange controls, and major banks can no longer freely exchange currency with European and American banks,” Ma Dazhi said.

Zhang Yunhe nodded and asked, "How many men do you have under your command now?"

"There were a total of 36 undercover agents, all originally under the jurisdiction of the police department. Since I took over their command, I have reformulated their communication methods, increased their salaries, and managed to retrieve their files from the top-secret archives."

"These undercover agents only take orders from me now. Even if I am dismissed, the newly appointed inspector general will not be able to command them or contact them!"

Zhang Yunhe said, “Exchange briefcases. Inside is your operating budget for the next three months, totaling 10 legal tender, 2000 silver dollars, and 20 francs!”

"If I can get US dollars, British pounds, and gold, I'll take as much as you can. I'll exchange them with you in legal tender, silver dollars, and francs at a higher exchange rate than on the black market here!"