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Spycraft

... Xiaomengxin accidentally entered the secret service division of Lixing Club. His only ability is to accurately identify who is a hidden Japanese. He doesn't know anything else... As a result, as he walked, it seemed like he was going the wrong way? ...

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Chapter 39: Safe

Zhang Yong came to see Da Bao WanZi again.

Whether the news was true or not, it was a direction to investigate.

He found that Da Bao WanZi had been banging his head. It seemed that he had remembered something. Then he forgot it again.

Zhang Yong waited patiently.

He had nothing else. He just had time.

'3476...

'3746...'

Dabao Wanzi seemed to be reciting two sets of numbers.

Over and over again. As if possessed.

'Wanzi...'

'Meng Chaowei has a safe deposit box at Citibank, but I've forgotten the exact password.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes. He told me about it. No, not told. Showed off. He said the money in one of his Citibank safe deposit boxes is enough for me to live off for the rest of my life.'

'Money?'

'That's what he said.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong suddenly felt motivated.

What would be in the safe deposit box? US dollars? British pounds? Gold bars?

It definitely wasn't silver dollars.

Because a safe deposit box couldn't hold that many silver dollars.

And as Meng Chaowei, it was also impossible for him to keep silver dollars in the bank. There was no need.

There must be something more valuable.

However, there was a slight problem. This was Citibank. It was an American bank.

This bank is in the concession.

It's definitely not going to work if you try to force your way in. Meng Chaowei has to be persuaded.

They go to Meng Chaowei's cell.

This guy can really take it. He's not even unconscious.

Oh, it's morning, so they haven't tortured him yet. I guess he won't be getting his turn for a few days.

The torture chamber is not available.

'What are you doing here again?' Meng Chaowei lies down in a huff.

'You didn't tell us about the Citibank safe?' Zhang Yong asks casually.

'What safe? I don't know.'

'You forgot to brag about it to Da Bao WanZi?'

'Damn woman! I'll kill her whole family!'

'You think you can walk out of here?'

'I'll leak the information and kill her child... ah!'

Suddenly, Meng Chaowei screamed.

But Zhang Yong had put his foot on his wound. Meng Chaowei screamed.

'You don't understand the situation.'

'What?'

'Actually, we want your money.'

'What?'

'As long as you behave and hand over all your assets, we might be able to let you live.'

'Hmph, no way.'

'Money can move gods. Think about it!'

'You... if I tell you where the safe is, will you let me go?'

'Why not?'

'You...'

Meng Chaowei gasped continuously.

He was not afraid of death. Indeed. He also knew that he would not survive.

But it is hard for anyone to withstand the torture day and night. Even for a trained spy.

There is no end in sight to this kind of suffering. Because the punishment is not lethal at all.

Yes, it is just a slow death. A slow death.

For any spy, this kind of prolonged torture is the most unbearable.

'3476, or 3746...'

'Neither. It's 3674.'

'I promise not to torture you for three days. You can catch your breath for three days. Is that okay?'

'You must keep your word.'

'Of course!'

Zhang Chu replied with certainty.

Did he keep his word? No. He was a minor character.

However, he believed that Li Boqi and Yan Guangkun would agree. Their goal was to squeeze Meng Chaowei's money!

Sure enough, Li Boqi came to report. Li Boqi nodded in agreement.

'It's just that the interrogation room is not enough. In the future, we won't torture him. You tell him, the more he confesses, the more comfortable his life will be.'

'Okay.'

'Since you're going to enter the concession, you might as well sit down with Zhu Yuan. Find out what's going on.'

'Understood.'

'Meng Chaowei probably has more than one safe deposit box. He probably has them in other banks too. This guy is pretty tight-lipped. Try to get him to talk.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong then went back to tell Meng Chaowei.

Meng Chaowei looked at him in disbelief.

You son of a bitch...

After all this time, it turns out you just want money!

I thought you wanted the names of our entire espionage team!

If you had said so earlier...

If you had said you wanted money, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly...

'I'll write you a power of attorney. You can open the safe deposit box at Citibank. The password is 747829.' Meng Chaowei cooperated.

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He was reluctant to betray information. He was also afraid to do so. But handing over his own assets met with much less resistance.

The main thing was that no one had ever been so blunt during previous interrogations.

After all, even if you want money, you can't say it too obviously. As a result, there was a misunderstanding.

Zhang Yong had a thick skin. He just laid it all out. Instead, communication was pleasant.

He got the power of attorney. He got the password. Zhang Yong then took Wei Yong to the concession. Using Meng Chaowei's identity, they entered the concession.

Ordinary Chinese people cannot enter without going through the proper channels. Meng Chaowei is no ordinary person. So, he entered with ease.

He arrived at the Citibank. It was just about time for work.

A young bank clerk greeted him. After looking at the power of attorney, and seeing the stamp,

'Hello, only the principal can enter.'

'I am the principal.'

'Please follow me.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong followed the young bank clerk towards the back.

This bank lady is quite pretty, has a good figure, is young, and has a sweet smile.

She looks a bit like Gu Junru from The Invisible Guardian.

She probably just has a simple job here, gets a fixed salary every month, and leads a very ordinary life.

Suddenly, he remembers something. He feels the need to ask:

'Can I use a fake name to make a deposit?'

'Of course you can.'

'If I make a deposit here, can I withdraw it in the United States?'

'If it's in US dollars, then yes.'

'What if it's silver dollars or other currencies?'

'Then you'll have to exchange it. We'll charge a handling fee.'

'Is there a limit on the amount?'

'There's no limit on the exchange. You can exchange all currencies into US dollars. But there is a limit if you want to withdraw US dollars in cash.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong felt relieved.

If necessary, he could consider exchanging a little US dollars here.

No cash withdrawal. If necessary, he could run across the ocean.

'Miss, what's your last name?'

'My last name is Gu.'

'Gu Junru?'

'No. My name is Gu Xiaoru.'

'Ah, what a coincidence.'

Zhang Yong felt a little emotional.

Gu Xiaoru also turned her head curiously and looked at him.

What a strange feeling...

This man is obviously guessing. But he guessed so close.

For some inexplicable reason, it feels like fate.

Moreover, the other person seems a little handsome. She couldn't help but feel a few internal fluctuations.

Zhang Yong also noticed her somewhat strange gaze.

He couldn't help but look down at himself.

Clothes make the man, and he really looked sharp in his Mao suit.

The point was, he was gradually adapting to life in the modern era, and knew what he wanted to do. He also had some special abilities. He was full of confidence.

And a little money...

He even had a pistol stuck in his backside...

And he worked for the most powerful department in the whole of China...

Okay, he had all the right attributes. If he didn't have a bit of charm, he could drown in his own urine.

'My name is Zhang Yong. Zhang is the character for bow, and Yong is mediocre.'

'Mr Zhang.'

'Isn't it fate that we've met?'

'I feel the same way! You almost guessed my name as soon as you spoke.'

'Haha. Indeed. We're soulmates.'

'Please.'

'Please.'

Continue walking further inside. The conversation is very pleasant.

I learn that Gu Xiaoru is actually from Hangzhou. As the saying goes, there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Hangzhou is also full of beautiful women.

Of course, the young lady is not important.

The safe is what matters.

We enter an isolated hall.

There are heavily armed guards with loaded guns. They are armed with long Springfield M1903 rifles. The bayonets are fixed.

'Sorry, we will keep your weapons for you.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong takes out the Browning pistol.

This is American territory. There shouldn't be any Japanese ambushes.

The radar map doesn't indicate any Japanese presence either.

'Follow me!'

'Okay!'

After handing over his weapon, he continues to follow Gu Xiaoru into the building.

They take the elevator. They go down to the underground vault. They enter a VIP room.

'Please wait a moment.'

'I'll go get the safe.'