Chapter 37, Stepunk Dabao Maruko is actually a very submissive Japanese woman. The previous ferocity was entirely out of disguise to protect himself. She is willing to explain everything she knows. Unfortunately, she really didn't know much. For this woman, Meng Chaowei has a special relationship that goes beyond colleagues. Moreover, Dabao Wanzi is the one who is forced. Meng Chaowei tortured her in the dark nunnery every time. "Jingle Bell!" If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it! joke. Giving gifts is also a big question. “Baoqing Middle School?” "it's me again?"
There are no students. "Very good!" “Change your identity.” “There is no one named Lin Xiaoyan. There is no one named Lin Xiaoya.” Cao Mengqi arranged for someone to search for relevant information. There is no registration information. Cao Mengqi immediately arranged for personnel to secretly investigate Rongsheng Sugar Factory. “Okay.” Cao Mengqi immediately went to find a public phone nearby. I'll report back with the results shortly. “Then you handle Lou Qingcheng’s belongings.” In this era, there is no such thing as late self-study. After school, all students will go home. Unless you are staying on campus. Except for what is handed in, everything else will be distributed quickly and distributed to everyone as soon as possible. Two people are carrying a ladder. Carrying a tool bag. Wearing suspenders. They said they were sent by the Edison Electric Light Company to repair the lights. Entering the campus was easy. As long as the other party reveals some valuable information, you will make money. “Okay. Go back and check.” “Dabao meatballs…” Suddenly, the bell rang. Zhang Yong nodded. He didn't follow immediately. There is no red dot. Bai Huahua has the most silver coins. There is no time to pack it into a tube. All in bulk. “It’s very expensive. It costs tens of thousands of dollars per car.” "Thanks!"
“I’ve already written it. Thank you!” "Yes. Meng Chaowei mentioned Baoqing Middle School once before. He mentioned a name named Lin Xiaoya." "right." You are a newbie, what do you know? The best way to catch Japanese spies is to be obedient. That positivity! “Let’s go! Find a place to eat!” "That…" There is no teacher either. But under the current situation, it seems impossible to ask questions. Since the other party is willing to cooperate, there is no need to treat the other party poorly. “Go in and have a look.” “The owner of the car is Wang Defa. He is the owner of Rongsheng Sugar Factory.” Yes, this is the latest batch of large-scale partitions. Hosted by Li Boqi. So he came to see Cao Mengqi. Zhang Yong looked at his watch. Oh, five o'clock in the evening. After school. Actually, it’s just a sentence: If you have money, just do it. The military department doesn't care. The Japanese invaders’ military expenditures were actually very tight. It is impossible to give a lot of funds to the secret service. Except Lin Xiaoyan. He thought Zhang Yong was interested in this car. Li Boqi: "I seem to have ordered you to be detained..." There is no red dot. “Sugar factory? What’s the origin?” Zhang Yong didn’t find anything after walking around the campus three times. Let’s go to Xianyang first… It seems that it is necessary to go and see Meng Chaowei. Lou Qingcheng is Mingsheng Import and Export Trade... Speaking of which, since Meng Chaowei was arrested, he has never seen the other party. "Go ahead!"
Cao Mengqi introduced in a low voice. “You have to go back and check this to find out.” Chao Mengqi (very excited): "Team leader, we may have made a big discovery. We will report to you after we find out the situation." She did not fight for three days and went to the house to lay tiles. Until all the crowds have dispersed. There are no hints. Zhang Yong immediately turned his head. I saw a black car slowly approaching. Now Lixingshe rescues her. Instead, she felt relieved. Of course, people are not dead. His value has not been squeezed out yet. I can't die even if I want to. Except for the Special Higher Education Course and the Military Police Headquarters, all others are self-funded. “Stipunk!” Zhang Yong: “Yes!” Sixty-two. Two-four-three. Five-seven. Seven It means pretending to be Chinese and setting up industries to make money. Then used for espionage activities. With the secret help of the Japanese invaders, these industries are relatively profitable. “She had no reason to lie to us.” Then the other spies, could they be sugar factories or flour mills? This possibility cannot be ruled out. “Did you think of something when you came to me?” No… The car windows are closed. And curtains. I had to remember the license plate number. He wanted to arrest people. He has been really busy recently. I was so idle that I felt like my skills were wasted. Meng Chaowei is a yarn mill… “Is it Lin Xiaoyan or Lin Xiaoya?” Single room. Condition is good. Zhang Yong: "Team leader." The three of them found a small restaurant nearby to eat. Baoqing Middle School is somewhat famous. The scale is also large. There were maybe three or four thousand students. Weird. Not in a hurry. As long as you lock on someone, you can't escape. These spies are not the kind who can escape easily.
Come to Dabao Wanzi’s cell. The previous gunshot wound did not damage his vital organs. It's basically fine now. The few spies he has caught now have all been lurking for a long time. They won't run away easily. Otherwise, all the foundation they have laid will be scrapped. That's the lifeblood of a spy. Go all the way. Detecting silently all the way. Japanese women are generally very docile. Zhang Yong is fine for the time being. Return to your office. Found a lot more bags. There are all kinds of belongings inside. As the car drove past slowly, Zhang Yong said to Cao Mengqi: "Go back and check the license plate number. See if there are any clues." "All right!" “Are you used to it?” At that time, a teacher could only teach an average of a dozen students. It’s not like later generations can bring as much. Zhang Yong's imagination immediately opened up. Li Boqi: "Then Zhang Yong, please postpone your confinement temporarily!" Go to see Meng Chaowei. "I'll go!" Because the torture was so severe, he was already dying. Lying on the ground motionless. It feels like death. Seeing Zhang Yong's arrival, Dabao Wanzi stood up and saluted. Follow silently. No Japanese found. After eating. Come back to the group immediately. I happened to see Li Boqi. "good!" "I am fine, thank you!" “Could it be that Dabao Wanzi heard it wrong?” Silently walked to the school gate. Standing among the crowd of parents picking up and dropping off children. A few minutes later, Zhang Yong and Cao Mengqi entered the school dressed as repairmen. Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune. The target is Baoqing Middle School. What? Don’t you know this? The kind Chennault sat on... Did Dabao Wanzi really hear it wrong? Actually, isn’t Meng Chaowei talking about Baoqing Middle School? "Jingle Bell!"
“You can write a letter. We will convey it to you.” "I can't tell the difference. I heard it in a daze at the time. He tortured me from behind. It was no fun at all to say that I looked like a living dead." At that time, it can be said that it was relatively rare to have such a scale. Because there are many students, there are also many faculty and staff. There are more than 200 teachers alone. Meng Chaowei was not in the torture room. Was pulled back to the cell. It’s a pity that I can’t see the people in the car. "Hello…" This way everyone will have morale! Look at what Cao Mengqi ordered, everyone ran faster than a rabbit. However, the Japanese invaders had many secret service agencies. From plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums to tung work, there are many names and they do not belong to each other. Three minutes later, Zhang Yong, Cao Mengqi, and Wei Yong set off. “Go on a mission.” Zhang Yong nodded. “It’s not appropriate for us to break in like this.” I didn’t recognize any car at once. It feels very upscale and luxurious. Cao Mengqi actually had no intention of eating. Suddenly, the map prompts that a red dot slowly enters. It comes from the west. Li Boqi turned around and left. Stypunk? So, how do they get their funds? I couldn’t figure it out before. Only now do I know that they were plundered from China. It seems as if there are mountains of gold and sea of gold in front of you. Suddenly I saw Secretary Wang. I immediately remembered the auction house. So he went up to meet him. (End of this chapter)