"other people?"

"As long as they want it, I won't care."

"Thanks."

"Say thank you again..."

"Then, happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with.”

…

Watch a movie quietly.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong noticed that a red dot was approaching the White House New Theater.

In fact, there are several red dots within the scope of the surveillance map. But they are not necessarily Japanese spies. They may also be Japanese whose identities have been disclosed.

For example, people from the Japanese consulate, or other Japanese visiting groups.

After all, Jinling is the capital of the country, so there are many Japanese people.

Among these Japanese whose identities were disclosed, there were also some spies. However, these people were not Zhang Yong’s targets.

Wait for the next wave.

We won't target them until the war officially starts next year.

The reason why I noticed this red dot is because it is close to a weapon symbol.

Then, he continued to move, carrying a weapon sign. In other words, the Japanese invader went somewhere, got a weapon, maybe a gun, and then continued to approach the New Theater of the White House.

Zhang Yong, who has always cherished his life, certainly cannot take it lightly.

The nearest blue dot is less than 200 meters away from the red dot. It is entirely possible to be assassinated.

So he quietly raised his hand. Lu Hai came over quietly.

"To the southwest, probably around Admiralty Street, there is a Japanese invader approaching. He is armed. Watch closely."

"clear."

Lu Hai agreed in a low voice and turned to leave.

Zhang Yong continued to watch the movie quietly. It was a small matter that Lu Hai and the others could handle.

"Is there a Japanese spy?" Song Ziyu's eyes were bright.

"Not necessarily." Zhang Yong replied, "You need to see it in person to know."

"Then take me there quickly!" She was eager to give it a try.

"You want to go?" Zhang Yong was confused.

"What's so good about the movie? How can it be as exciting as catching a spy?"

"Well……"

"Take me there. I'll describe it to the aunts later. I'll make sure they listen with interest."

"All right."

Zhang Yong did not refuse.

There's really nothing interesting about the movie.

"Gone with the Wind" or something like that hasn't started filming yet.

Taking her to see how to catch Japanese spies also gave her something exciting to talk about in front of those aunts.

Her three aunts all have their names in history.

So he took her out of the new theater.

Indeed, the spy walked through Admiralty Street.

However, there is a gendarmerie checkpoint on Admiralty Street!

It shouldn't be easy to pass with weapons on you.

Zhang Yong came to the corner and raised his telescope.

Although it was night, I could see it very clearly. The spy was dressed as a rickshaw puller.

It's not a rickshaw. It's specially used to pull goods. It's usually a flatbed truck.

These days, there are very few cars, and most of the goods hauled are flatbed trucks.

The city does not allow animals to pass through, so we can only rely on manpower to pull the carts. It can be said to be very hard.

This Japanese spy was pulling a heavy cart. I didn’t know what was on top of the cart. When passing through the checkpoint, the military police simply checked and then let him go.

The weapons were not found.

The spy continued towards the new theater.

"Lu Hai."

"arrive."

"Withdraw. Don't alert the enemy."

"yes."

Lu Hai immediately ordered the personnel to retreat.

All the blue dots quickly retreated around Zhang Yong.

The rickshaw driver continued to approach. After a while, he seemed tired and began to slow down. Finally, he stopped to drink water and wipe his sweat.

It is already June in the Gregorian calendar, and it is still quite hot at night.

It is normal for a rickshaw puller, pulling a heavy load of goods, to stop to rest and drink water when he is tired.

However, Zhang Yong always felt that there was a problem here.

Because, less than fifty meters away from where the Japanese spies parked, was the military club.

Yes, the military club. There are many military personnel coming in and out.

Most of them are school officials.

The rank of lieutenant officer is too low and there is no chance. General officers look down on such a place.

He waved his hand to the back and arranged snipers. Once the Japanese invaders fired, the snipers would follow suit, mainly injuring the Japanese invaders.

"Who is the Japanese spy?" Song Ziyu asked quietly.

"That guy is selling goods." Zhang Yong replied, "Be careful. He has a gun on him."

"Didn't those gendarmes in front check it out?"

"I guess there's something wrong with the goods."

"oh……"

"Japanese spies are very cunning. Ordinary checks are of no use."

"knew."

Song Ziyu nodded thoughtfully.

Zhang Yong was actually speaking for the Military Police Headquarters to prevent them from being embarrassed.

If Song Ziyu mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that the inspection by the military police was just a formality, the military police headquarters would feel uncomfortable.

This kind of "unintentional" small report within the family is the most damaging.

But in fact, it is really difficult to eliminate all spies through daily inspections by the military police. Others have specifically studied you.

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know. It's probably an assassination."

"Assassinate who?"

"I don't know..."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

People are constantly coming in and out of the military club.

However, there are really no important officials. They are just ordinary school officials.

From a professional perspective, it seems that no one is worthy of being assassinated.

You must know that this is Jinling. It is heavily guarded.

As soon as the gun fires, the surrounding military police will immediately pounce on you. The spy has almost no chance to escape.

In other words, this is a life-for-life. One for one.

Only when the target is very important and must be killed immediately will such a desperate measure be adopted.

However, a school officer, even a colonel, seems to have no...

Suddenly, the spy started tinkering with the goods.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt excited all over. He reacted randomly. The spy was holding a gun.
To be continued...