Chapter 61, dinner date Have nothing to do all night. Early the next morning, Zhang Yong set out with his people. Carry enough men, weapons and ammunition. Enter the concession from the Zhabei intersection. Zhu Yuan is indeed here. "Thanks!" Zhang Yong gave one hundred oceans to the other party. If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it! Zhang Yong agreed wholeheartedly. "good!" Since Liu Xi asked for something, she must be the one paying the bill. If a beautiful woman invites you to dinner, of course he can't be absent.
Is this the person you want to mention? Zhang Yong said that he had no information at all. “If you need money, come to me.” This Li Yuanqing doesn't look very good, so he probably won't be able to communicate that easily. I grumbled in my heart. Soon I bought a pen and started filling in my identity information. “Fill it in yourself!” “Arrested?” “See you there tonight!” “What new age photo studio?” “I was ordered to bring you out.” A thought comes to mind... Having the reputation of Lixingshe’s Secret Service, it was natural that he would get the job immediately. The documents were processed on the spot. “I got it. I’ll be there for sure!” He was not sure what Li Boqi meant. Will the people who can be prioritized by Li Boqi be ordinary people? The middle-aged man also looked at him doubtfully. Zhang Yong took Shi Bingdao to the ruins of Huaizhou Bookstore and discussed things inside. What he needs is that Shi Bingdao can really do things. In this era, glasses are still relatively expensive. It cost fifteen oceans.
The newspaper seller at the crossroads. In many spy dramas, they are the lookouts. Or deliver a message. There may not be any contact in the future. This middle-aged man doesn't look like he can kill Japanese invaders. Found out that Zhu Yuan was gone. Changed. Li Yuanqing is here. "good!" I have captured so many spies, seized so much wealth, and paid so much tribute, but there are still people behind the scenes who want to trick me. Damn it, why am I still so active? After catching a spy, I didn’t bother to hand over the assets I seized. Find a way to keep it all private. At most, leave a little for Li Boqi. Others have no hair at all. If you have no money, go catch Japanese spies. The more spies you catch, the more you will make a fortune. Beautiful. Shi Bingdao was selected by Li Boqi. What if he reports to Li Boqi? No matter how kind Li Boqi is to himself. This secret is absolutely impossible to tell the other party. No one can tell. It can be used both now and in the future. “Doctor Liu just called me and asked me to tell you that she would like to see you tonight.” Finally, I could see Zhang Yong’s appearance clearly. I also saw his ID. It is the reward obtained by killing Wang Defa before. He didn't even move. “No. He probably isn’t dead either. His whereabouts are simply unknown.” Especially those in the Intelligence Department, let them drink the northwest wind. "oh…" Zhang Yong’s words are concise and concise. Even if the other party is a spy. “Crossroads? Are they all your people?” Zhang Yong captured something. “Yes. That’s what she said.” Take Shi Bingdao and get into the car. Then the rental sector. “You arrange your own identity.” Distress… All Japanese invader men deserve to die. But beautiful Japanese women... "need money." Actually, he also has . dollars, pounds, gold bars, banknotes, etc. in his carry-on space. But it cannot be given to Shi Bingdao for the time being. “Can you ask me for anything?” Occupation: Newspaper dealer “It is said that he is a member of the Red Party and his whereabouts are unknown.”
But thinking about the Intelligence Department trying to trick her behind her back, Meimei's mood was greatly reduced. Mader, do you want me to be an undercover agent? Took Shi Bingdao to the New Era Photo Studio. Zhang Yong nodded. hehe? dream! "Thanks!" “Master, please tell me.” “Now, you have to do two things. First, develop informants. Second, build a safe house.” Soon, I got the photo and sent someone to the police station to apply for a certificate. Zhang Yong frowned secretly. Also be vigilant. Haha, I only carry a gun. What pen to bring? Zhang Yong did not stick to this. I feel like middle-aged people are very stable. Doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Since I can’t figure it out for sure, I don’t want to get involved deeply. To avoid doing bad things with good intentions. “Money is no problem.” From then on, Shi Bingdao was Shi Bingdao. "She said she has something to ask of you. I hope you will appreciate it." The appearance is very ordinary, the kind that you will forget once you see it. His mission is to take the other party away. Then give the other person a new identity. Theoretically, this person should be considered his subordinate. In the past, the former was more important than the latter. He can skip meals if he is busy catching spies. But now, the latter is more important than the former. “I’ll take you there!” "Thanks!"
Just give me money. He happened to be short of money. “Just on the fourth road.” It’s the photo studio next to Huaizhou Bookstore. She might be a spy! Haha, that would be a good show.
"okay, I get it." Won’t be that stupid again. "boarding!" “There’s still one photo left…” Newspaper dealer? What does this do? Zhang Yong handed the blank identity information to the other party. Both of them were silent. Leave with the others. Continue to the concession. "here it is…" As long as there is nothing else important, he will definitely arrive. He is really not good at such nerve-wracking things. After the other party filled out the information, he went back to the police station to get a certificate. Even if it's done. “Don’t lose money?” “We will be colleagues from now on. What do you want to hide your identity?” Don’t even think about taking money from me to make up for the shortfall! Doing business is a bottomless pit. Not enough to fill. “Can I go to the New Age Photo Studio?” “Yes. We are our own people.” "knew." The middle-aged man silently took the form over. Found no pen. What characteristics do you want to describe. No… Zhang Yong nodded. I'd rather you drive screws... Zhang Yong didn't care either. Take him to the nearby photo studio. Let him go in alone and take photos. “Make arrangements for your own work.” Yeah, it might not be that smooth. “Mr. Shi…” “I don’t care about anything.” “I need a pair of glasses. My eyesight is not very good…” Name: Shi Bingdao
Age: 45 Address: Jianghan Road, Lane 13, Shaoyao Lane, No. 24 Zhang Yong waved. "No problem at all." But it does not matter. Just take out a handful of ocean. Pass it to the middle-aged man. Let him buy it. While holding my money, you are cheating on me behind your back. I really thought I was made of clay! Continue to enter the concession from Zhabei. Have an impression. I didn't notice the name at the time. I just remember there was a little girl behind the door curtain. The middle-aged man took the ocean and went away. Middle-aged people wear glasses. Zhu Yuan was still at the Zhabei intersection. Let him go. Say hello and go directly to Tilanqiao Prison. He doesn’t know who the other party is. Why go to jail. And why was it chosen in the first place. “Let’s just keep the capital!” Shi Bingdao replied, “We have newsstands at many crossroads, so we can sell some. We won’t lose everything.” Want to trick me? Zhang Yong didn’t bring a pen either. “I know. Give me three days and I can get it done.” "Fourth Road..." Zhang Yong remembered. Well, in theory... "good!" “Arrange your own accommodation.” Zhang Yong nodded. This is a good monitoring network. I found that the Huaizhou Bookstore next to it was still in a mess, and no one had come to clean it up. It is estimated that Boss Fang will not come back. “Yes. When I do things for you, I naturally call you boss.” "Thanks!" Shi Bingdao seemed to ask casually. “You call me boss?” Zhang Yong was outspoken.
drive. In case she pulls a honey trap... Annoyed. Would you accept it yourself? Or take it? Or take it? “Must be there!” “My name is Zhang Yong.” "also." Liu Xi actually has something to ask of himself? what's the situation? You don’t want to win over yourself, do you? Actually, it’s all nonsense. Zhang Yong glanced at it. Looking at each other in confusion. Hand out your Lixingshe ID card. Was told to wait outside. Half an hour later, several Annan (Vietnam) patrol officers came out with a middle-aged man. Zhang Yong immediately took the other party to the optical shop. “I ran my own newspaper, called Social Shenwen, with a very small circulation and could only sell a few hundred copies a day…” Sure enough, Li Yuanqing waved to him and motioned for him to get out of the car. Zhang Yong had no choice but to get out of the car. Patting his clothes, he straightened his body and walked towards Li Yuanqing. Secretly wondering, what does this guy want to do? (End of this chapter)