Chapter 775, The good boy is promoted to the God of Wealth(2/4)
Lu Keming agreed and went.
Zhang Yong also arranged to be on guard to stop outsiders from approaching.
There are so many oceans, and a conservative estimate may be tens of thousands. Or even hundreds of thousands.
For him who was obsessed with making money, he was simply elated.
Don't bother with anything else. Let's clean up these oceans first.
Oh, give Chen Qingquan a call right away.
There is so much ocean, so let’s bring it back to the Jigouxiang headquarters.
Of course, I definitely have to take some back with me.
"Shangguan."
"arrive!"
"Assign people to go down and take stock. Pay attention to safety."
"yes."
Shangguan Qing agreed.
Finally, I am no longer a Bobo Chicken. I am now willing to talk.
Sure enough, wealth and inferiority cannot coexist at the same time. So many oceans are enough for Shangguan Qing to speak.
Zhang Yong went to the side to find a phone and called Chen Qingquan.
Answered in seconds.
"Shao Long, is there something good again?"
"It seems. You can bring someone here. Bring a truck and bring some baskets or something."
"What? You discovered a golden mountain?"
"No. It's just an ocean in most of the cellar. There may be tens of thousands. Or hundreds of thousands. Some of the surfaces have turned black. They may have been stored for a long time."
"Who is it? So uncaring? I'll come right away! I'll come right away!"
"good."
Zhang Yong hung up the phone.
Walking back, the map suddenly prompted that Mei Wanjun appeared.
Calmly. This woman seems very busy? What is she going to do? What is going to happen at the train station?
He has no intention of going over to say hello to her. He is temporarily abstaining from sex.
It’s still about making money.
Returned to the grocery store and looked around. Nothing unusual was found.
The person I was expecting didn't show up either.
Go in.
Shangguan Qing and others have already started busy.
Several people jumped into the cellar and tried to carry out the silver coins with dustpans and other things.
"Crash..."
"Crash..."
The sound of rolling silver coins is very pleasant.
Zhang Yong felt like he had fallen into a cornucopia. This was really unexpected. I didn't expect it at all.
I don’t understand why the Japanese spies hide so many oceans here. They are all moldy and they are not used. Could it be that they have forgotten them?
Haha. What kind of noble person is that? He can forget about an ocean in a cellar...
Shangguan Qing suddenly picked up a big ocean and smelled it.
Frowning. He smelled carefully again.
Zhang Yong asked: "What? Is there something going on?"
"It smells like blood." Shangguan Qing replied, "It's human blood. It's been there for many years."
"Really?" Zhang Yong didn't pay much attention.
There's nothing strange about the silver dollar being stained with human blood. It may have been caused by an accident.
It may also be caused by robbery. These silver coins may have come from improper sources. Therefore, they have been stored here and have never seen the light of day.
Yes, robbery...
So, here comes the question. Who is being robbed? Where is it being robbed?
With so many oceans, how many people have been robbed? Who has so many oceans! Unless it was a bank robbery...
My mind moved.
A large number of weapon symbols appear on the edge of the map.
Oh, someone from the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters should have arrived. It took about half an hour. Almost.
Sure enough, the team soon arrived near the grocery store.
At this time, complete confidentiality cannot be maintained. There are more people and more vehicles.
Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying are here. Li Boqi himself is also here. He also brings a little tail. It is Li Jingzhi.
I didn’t say anything. Serve the hard food directly.
Take out the radio station and code book and study them carefully.
Soon, Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying looked at each other. Then they nodded in unison.
Zhang Yong asked: "Did you come to a conclusion?"
Ling Yan replied: "It should be the main station."
"Oh?" Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.
Is there such a thing?
What a coincidence.
Actually captured the main station?
The main station where the Japanese invaders collected information was actually hidden in such a grocery store?
It's really unexpected.
If Wu Yuanfu hadn't killed one of his own, this grocery store might not have been exposed.
Although the owner of the grocery store is a Japanese invader. It is marked on the map. However, this is not a traffic artery and there are no important places nearby. Therefore, even if Zhang Yong knew that there might be a Japanese spy here, he did not have time to deal with it. As a result
It just slipped through the net.
Fortunately, Wu Yuanfu helped him make up for this mistake.
What Zhang Yong didn't do, Wu Yuanfu did for him directly. Hey, he was such a good helper.
"Password book..."
"Different codebooks correspond to different sub-stations."
"Then the sender..."
"etc."
Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying examined the body of the grocery store owner. In the end, they both shook their heads.
They came to the conclusion that the grocery store owner was probably only responsible for collecting newspapers, not sending them. He did not have the characteristics of a telegraph operator.
For professionals like them in the industry, they can basically recognize each other if they are peers.
However, Zhang Yong slowly felt that something was wrong again.
The grocery store owner is only responsible for collecting newspapers, not sending them. What about the sender?
The person who sent the message often comes here and must know the owner of the grocery store. From an agent's point of view, this is very dangerous. Exposing one person means everything is ruined.
Would the Japanese invaders be so unprofessional?
After all, it is a radio station! A very fatal crime! Once caught, there is absolutely no way to get away with it.
Moreover, with so many codebooks, there is also a risk of leakage.
The Japanese invaders weren't that stupid, were they?
"Is there a possibility..." Zhang Yong thought of a certain spy war drama, "He is just a backup..."
"Backup?" Ling Yan and Jiang Yiying fell into deep thought.
Then there is no conclusion.
To be continued...