Chapter 802: Kagekatsu Sadamasa, the old Yin-bi

'No good!'

'What's no good?'

'There's a spy.'

'What?'

'This is the list provided by the spy.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong couldn't help but say.

In fact, he had thought of it too. The origin of the list.

The Japanese invaders could not possibly be that familiar with the officers of the Songhu Garrison Command. Only insiders would know so much.

It was the same as Zhou Yang's repeated investigations before. These officers were ordinary. They did not have access to any secrets. Therefore, even if they died, the Songhu Garrison Command would not make great efforts to investigate.

In fact, this was the case. Apart from Zhang Yong's 'assistance' with the investigation, the Songhu Garrison Command's own investigation was not very thorough.

Since there was no 'leak of secrets', naturally no special attention was paid to it.

In fact, no one noticed when some people stopped coming to work for several days.

It was also normal for there to be too many people for the job.

There were many people on the payroll, but not many doing the work. This was not unusual.

By the time they realised something was wrong, more than 30 officers had already been killed. From this perspective, the Songhu Garrison Command was definitely negligent in its duties.

However, if you investigate further, you will find that the officers who were killed actually had no background. Otherwise, they would not have stayed in insignificant positions for so long. None of those with a background had an accident.

'There must be a traitor...' Zhou Yang frowned.

'You guys do the self-examination!' Zhang Yong immediately chimed in, 'I really have too much on my hands right now.'

'Fine. We'll investigate ourselves.' Zhou Yang nodded.

Zhang Yong then took his leave.

He still had some business to attend to.

It was the tungsten blocks.

He hoped they contained gold. Otherwise...

This trip to the Citibank was a waste of time.

He didn't even have a dollar.

Turning around,

he went to find a processing plant.

Ordinary craftsmen couldn't break open the tungsten blocks.

Mechanical power was needed.

However, he couldn't find any in the concession.

They left the concession. They didn't find it either. There was simply no metal processing factory of this kind.

At this time in Shanghai, there was almost no industry. Even if there was, it was cotton, silk, porcelain, matches and the like.

It was all light industry. Not heavy industry.

Machining was part of a semi-industrial system. There weren't many of them in the whole country.

What to do? They had to go to the blacksmith's.

As it turned out, they accidentally found the same blacksmith's as last time. The one that made the mace.

OK, they'll do. We'll make do.

The tungsten blocks are brought out. Then the craftsmen are called. They are asked to do something.

'Break it open?'

'Yes. Break it open. Break it open hard.'

'Understood.'

Several craftsmen take the tungsten blocks.

They are also a little curious about these dark objects. They are indeed rare.

Work begins.

Heat is applied.

A large hammer is used to pound away.

Finally, one of the tungsten blocks is broken open.

To be precise, it cracked. It didn't break completely. But you could already see inside.

Disappointment...

No gold...

It's a solid piece of tungsten.

It's over...

It was really a wasted effort.

He continued to smash the other pieces of tungsten.

After checking each one, Zhang Yong had to accept the harsh reality.

There really was no gold.

The tungsten pieces were just pure tungsten. There was no hidden gold.

He could not help but curse Yamaguchi Yosuke's ancestors. What do you want with these pure tungsten pieces?

Wait...

Tungsten pieces...

He suddenly remembered.

It seems that hiding gold inside is a Wang family patent.

Only the Wang family uses this method. No one else does. Could it be that these tungsten pieces are actually related to the Wang family?

Confused...

How is Yamaguchi Yosuke related to the Wang family again?

How many degrees of separation does this guy have? What exactly is his relationship with the Wang family?

I'm annoyed...

Kicks all the tungsten fragments away.

Damn it, after all that hard work, I'm not getting rich. I suddenly feel unmotivated.

But what can I do?

I can't command the God of Wealth.

Angrily leaves the blacksmith's shop. Calls someone. Orders Tian Qi to bring two squads out.

It's time to go to work. I'll have to lead the team around again.

I found a Japanese spy. Capture the Japanese spy. Whoever you catch is the one...

'Team leader!'

'Team leader!'

Soon, Tianqi arrived with his team.

The other team leader was Shi Hu. From the 19th Route Army. He couldn't wait to get started.

'What are you doing?' Zhang Yong asked.

'Team leader, I heard the Germans have put a bounty on...' Shi Hu said loudly.

'What bounty?' Zhang Yong was puzzled.

He didn't know.

No one had told him. But it sounded like a good thing.

A reward. It must be a good thing.

'My second great-uncle said so,' Shi Hu replied. "It's said to be 3,000 silver dollars.'

'Your second great-uncle..." Zhang Yong couldn't help but laugh.

This guy!

Making up family connections again!

You and Shi Bingdao only share the same surname.

Five hundred years ago, you might have been related. But now, you're not even remotely related.

Since when was Shi Bingdao your second great-uncle? Nonsense!

I don't even bother refuting it.

Second elder it is, then. As long as Shi Bingdao doesn't object, that's fine.

In fact, Shi Hu actually quite meets the criteria for joining the Red Party. I guess Shi Bingdao is investigating him.

My thoughts return to the 3,000-tael reward.

The Germans aren't exactly generous. Only 3,000 taels.

But the person has been captured!

Oh, he's been killed in a long-distance snipe again...

Turning to Kurimoto, I ask, 'Shouldn't the murderer be pursued?'

'We are. It is Kagezawa himself who is investigating. Kurimoto Aoi replied, 'He said he would definitely give the Germans an explanation.'

'Kagezawa...' Zhang Yong wanted to say something but stopped.

His intuition told him that there must be an unscrupulous conspiracy behind this matter.

Why did Kagezawa Toshimasa investigate personally? It must be to hide the truth. He will definitely protect the real murderer. And then put the blame on the Chinese.

The Germans are in the Far East, and they do not have sufficient strength. They do not have the ability to turn their backs on the Japanese.

The British and French are also not in a position to help the Germans.

It suddenly occurs to me that the Germans seem to have no friends at all.

No wonder the Führer treasures his 'friendship' with Mussolini so much. Perhaps he is his only 'friend'.

Apart from Mussolini, no one is willing to sit down and talk with the Führer.

The whole world is his enemy.

Alas, it is also pitiful...

'I'll be going now,' Zhou Yang said, taking his leave.

'Goodbye,' Zhang Yong nodded. He saw Zhou Yang off.

Li Yuanqing hesitated.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He motioned for the others to step back.

'Go on,'

he said. 'I may have to leave the concession.'

'Why?'

'Kagekatsu has suggested to the British that I be transferred.'

'Where?'

'South. Far away. Hong Kong Island.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong frowned.

Li Yuanqing was to be transferred to Hong Kong Island?

That was indeed quite far away. It was all the way in Canton. More than 1,000 kilometres away!

"Do you want to stay?'

'Yes.'

'Then I'll try to find a way.'

Zhang Yong took the matter in hand. He felt that he should be able to fix it.

The British were the main decision-makers at the Hong Kong Government Secretariat. Catherine was from MI7, so she must be able to fix the Hong Kong Government Secretariat.

Zhang Yong didn't have much to do with the French here. However, Catherine had previously arrested the assistant manager. This assistant manager could help to speak up.

As for the Americans, there's McFarland. He should also be able to help.

Besides, there's Fred, the owner of the MGM cabaret. He and Zhang Yong have a good relationship.

Huh?

Suddenly, I feel...

After all this thinking, I realise that I know quite a few people!

If I can get hold of Klingsmann, the Germans will also be on good terms with me. In the future, I'll be able to walk around the concession with my head held high...

The Japanese will never be able to control the concession!

At least, until 7 December 1941, it was impossible...

Then it suddenly occurred to him.

Earlier, Klinsmann seemed to have mentioned something about the Führer's prerogative...

He wondered what exactly that prerogative entailed. If it was a real prerogative, then that would be great.

'How is Klinsmann?'

'He was shot in the arm. It's not serious. He's currently at Tse Chi Hospital.'

'What about the others?'

'Two dead, two seriously injured.'

'So...'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

So, in that case, does that mean that Klinsmann is no longer available?

No. There are dozens of other German soldiers. But they are just soldiers!

Although German soldiers are of a high calibre, they cannot replace the Gestapo. After all, there are strong professional barriers.

Without the special add-on of a radar map, Zhang Yong himself would not be able to get started.

An agent, a spy, that is a foot in hell. You can enter the gates of hell at any time.

'He...'

'What?'

'He might come looking for you.'

'Klinsmann looking for me?'

'Yes. He seems to have you as his only hope.'

'No way...'

Zhang Yong frowned. He didn't think he was that important!

He had a good sense of his own worth. He never looked down on himself. He kept a low profile.

He just wanted to quietly make some money. He didn't really care about anything else.

If he did, he would miss out. The only thing he knew for sure was that making money was the right thing to do.

But if that privilege is really tempting, it's not impossible.

To be honest, apart from the smell of money, the temptation of power is the most irresistible. Especially privileges and the like. It's even more addictive and impossible to extricate oneself.

But...

Let Klinsmann come knocking on the door first.

'Where did Zhu Yuan go?' Zhang Yong changed the subject.

'He...' Li Yuanqing hesitated.

'What? Something happened to him?'

'Not really...'

'On a secret mission?'

'No...'

'You can't say?'

'He's in prison...'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was shocked.

Zhu Yuan is in prison? What's the reason for this?

He was the head of the police in the concession. Only he arrested people and put them in prison. Why all of a sudden...

'He offended the Japanese...'

'Kagezo?'

'Yes.'

'Kagezo has the power to send him to prison?'

'The specific reason. I'm not really sure. He's currently in Tilanqiao Prison. It's been more than a month.'

'Hm...'

Zhang Yong frowned inwardly.

This Kagezo Teisho was obviously trying to kill two birds with one stone.

By sending Zhu Yuan to prison, he was warning everyone in the constabulary not to go against him.

Otherwise...

Zhu Yuan would be the next.

So what if Zhu Yuan was the head of the constabulary? He'd still go to prison!

Damn. This old fart is even more sinister than the previous one.

Akagi Takasuke was full of hot air and didn't mean anything.

I've been tricked by him three times.

'Do you have any information on Kagezawa?'

'No.'

'It's not your concern.'

'Really, I don't have any. He lives and eats at the police station and never goes out.'

'Are there any women at the police station?'

'No.'

'He doesn't need a woman?'

'For now, yes. He can endure.'

'This...'

Zhang Yong rubbed his nose.

Is this son of a bitch a eunuch?

"Captain...'

Suddenly, a patrolman arrived.

Li Yuanqing nodded. He walked aside. He listened to the patrolman's report.

Soon, he returned to Zhang Yong.

'I was right. Klinsmann is looking for you everywhere. He's very anxious.'