Zhang Yong deeply suspected that this guy must have received relevant training since he was a child. Although he is only in his twenties, he may have more than ten years of work experience.

They are all masters! The agents start from the baby.

"I have no information to share." Zhang Yong shook his head.

There is currently no information about the British. There is some information about Spain, but it is not accurate.

It's still early now. The prelude to World War II has not officially begun yet.

Spain starts to warm up.

"Then let's discuss the arms purchase."

"I do not have permission."

"I'm not talking about Jinling procurement. I'm talking about Beiping."

"Beiping?"

"Buy from us. Not from Germany."

"Are you willing to sell?"

"Of course it's not allowed to make it public in large quantities. But one or two shiploads of arms, no problem."

"What's the specific amount?"

"Five thousand Enfield rifles, five million rounds of ammunition."

"How much?"

"Is this important?"

"certainly."

"You are responsible for contacting us. The specific price will be negotiated by someone from Peking."

"Only rifles?"

"There are only rifles for now. If this trade goes well, we can consider increasing the type and quantity of arms."

"good!"

Zhang Yong didn't say much.

The British are also people who can't afford to be early if they don't make a profit. They won't do business at a loss.

Sell ​​the arms to the 29th Army and let the 29th Army fight the Japanese invaders. This will indirectly weaken the power of the Japanese and then maintain the British interests in the Far East.

Kill someone with a borrowed knife.

It's an old routine.

However, Zhang Yong had no reason to refuse.

Because he is weak, he needs a lot of arms. Even rifles and bullets are urgently needed.

Five thousand rifles and five million rounds of ammunition are enough to equip two brigades.

Although it may not have a decisive impact on the overall situation of the war, it will definitely make the Japanese invaders pay a heavier price.

"When can it be delivered?"

"As long as it is agreed upon, it will only take ten days for our ship to arrive at Tianjin Wei from Singapore."

"good!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

The British Army's Far East Command is located in Singapore.

There is no doubt that the British have a large amount of weapons and equipment in their reserves here. Five thousand rifles and five million rounds of ammunition are completely small amounts.

As long as the British are willing to add a zero after each number, there is no problem.

In fact, in large-scale wars, it is no longer rifles that play a decisive role. Most of the time, rifles have limited effects.

"Ok, deal."

"good!"

As for how to trade, that's someone else's business.

He is just a small agent who has become a monk on the way, and he is already a great person in charge of pulling strings.

"Zhang, don't mind if we talk about something off-topic."

"explain."

"Did you meet two White Russian women when you were in Fuli Palace? They are already dead."

"Let me think."

Zhang Yong tried hard to recall. Yes, there was such a thing.

At that time, I didn't pay attention at all. I didn't want to cause any trouble.

Confuse.

What do the British want to do now?

"Yes."

"It's a pity. You ignored a wealth code."

"What?"

Zhang Yong suddenly became energetic when he heard the word wealth.

Wealth code? You mean, these two Belarusian women have five million in their possessions? I'm sorry. I don't really believe it. Really.

At that time, there was nothing special about the two of them. Are you being alarmist?

"Their identities are not simple."

"Appreciate further details."

"Both of them are Safiya's subordinates."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. They are responsible for delivering information."

"Since he was delivering information, why did he die?"

"Of course he was tricked. Someone took the information but didn't pay the money. He killed the person and then ran away."

"who?"

"Safiya was also asking the same question. So, she offered a reward."

"How many?"

"Safiya's reward is not calculated in terms of money. It is calculated using tarot cards. A special kind of tarot card."

“How much is a tarot card worth?”

"If you are a newbie in the intelligence industry and haven't started yet, you can buy a lowest-grade white tarot card for $10,000."

"You mean, there are levels of Tarot cards? The lowest is white, then gray, yellow, gold, and purple?"

"No. There are only two more advanced ones: gold and diamond."

"gold……"

"Under normal circumstances, ten white Tarot cards can be exchanged for one gold Tarot card."

"Then ten gold tarot cards can be exchanged for one diamond tarot card?"

"No. There is no fixed price. As long as both parties reach an agreement, any exchange can be made. However, for some information, only Tarot cards with gold or above are eligible to enter the game."

"I see."

Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought for a while. This is easy to understand.

Not as complicated as the game cards of later generations.

I guess Safiya, a woman, can't think of such a complicated system. Why not remind her myself?

I can design the tarot cards to be level 100, and every upgrade requires krypton gold. If you don’t spend krypton gold, you can’t even beat a dog. I’m guaranteed to make a lot of money.

"She is a woman..."

"You are wrong. Safiya is not a woman. It is the abbreviation of a professional intelligence organization."

"What?"

"The Safiya you see is a representative of the organization. There are many similar representatives. She is just one of them."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was silent.

Suddenly I felt like reading a fantasy novel.
To be continued...