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Chapter 983, never forget the original intention(1/4)

"actually……"

"Actually what?"

"Zhang, you are welcome to join us."

"Join what?"

"Iroquois Intelligence Group."

"Don't change the topic. Talk about serious things. Otherwise, I'll beat you up again."

"Don't……"

MacFarlane smiled bitterly, still feeling scared.

The reason why he quickly recognized it was Zhang Yong was that the way he crashed was so similar.

This was how he was rescued before.

Also, when Zhang Yong mentioned Nagumo Chuichi, he did not use honorifics at all.

As a senior intelligence officer, he immediately deduced that the "Japanese" in front of him was probably Zhang Yong pretending to be one.

Only if you are pretending, you need to take various precautions. For example, stay far away from him. At the same time, cover his eyes.

It just so happened that I made an appointment with Zhang Yong to come to Jiuchongtian Nightclub. It was a combination of multiple factors.

As a result, the guess was correct. It was really Zhang Yong.

"you have a problem."

"What?"

"Mr. MacFarlane, I don't want to fight you now. If you don't tell the truth, I will let you live less than twelve o'clock."

Zhang Yong looked at his watch.

It's eleven o'clock at night. There's still one hour left.

"Zhang, don't get me wrong...

"What did I misunderstand? Misunderstood that you and the Japanese made peace privately and then betrayed me?"

"No! Absolutely not! I swear in the name of God!"

MacFarlane suddenly became anxious.

This problem is very serious. It can be fatal.

real.

Zhang Yong is not a good person.

Countless Japanese died at the hands of this guy.

It can be said that this guy and the Japanese are inseparable. In order to destroy the Japanese, he will do whatever it takes.

"At any cost" means that MacFarlane is one of the costs.

If Zhang Yong is angered, he will really kill people.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, I was at the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service. But I didn't receive your call. I asked the switchboard, but there was no call from you."

"I……"

"You didn't call to find me anywhere else."

"I……"

"Give you one last chance."

"Okay. Zhang. Frankly speaking, I'm a little disappointed in you."

"Is it because of the violets?"

"yes."

MacFarlane admitted honestly.

Now that things have happened, he feels that he must tell the truth in order to eliminate the misunderstanding.

If you lie, you will need to cover it up with more lies. If Zhang Yong discovers it again, the consequences will be disastrous.

It can really kill people.

"You want to check it out yourself?"

"No. We can't find it. We want to force him to leave."

"So, you are secretly communicating with the Japanese just to force Violet away?"

"Yes. Although the success rate is not high, we still have to try. Otherwise, this violet will always be lurking around us, and we will have trouble sleeping and eating."

"I see."

Zhang Yong nodded, indicating that he accepted the other party's explanation.

It seems that this violet is indeed hidden very deep. It gives the Americans a headache and they have to take this step.

But it's no use.

This kind of face-to-face threat may actually increase the arrogance of the Japanese invaders. It will make the Japanese invaders feel that there is nothing the Americans can do against them.

"Can't determine the approximate range?"

"Originally, a range was defined. However, new information shattered the range."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.

I didn't dare to ask more. I felt it might be his fault.

It was the intelligence he sent out himself, which also caused misjudgments on MacFarlane and others.

The information he casually sent out was all true. However, because it was not sent by Violet, it was obtained through a very special way.

Therefore, McFarlane and others cannot provide a reasonable explanation based on general reasoning.

If he sends out more information in the future, McFarlane and others may suffer from schizophrenia.

real.

It's normal to be crazy.

Deciphering secret messages, counterespionage. There is a thin line between genius and madman.

Isn't that Turing? You can say he is a genius, or you can say he is a madman. Turing is just the tip of the iceberg. In the darkness, there are more perverts.

"Maybe two, maybe three violets..."

"What?"

"One violet can't get that much information. At least two. Or three. Or more."

"this……"

Zhang Yong was silent.

At this time, it seems that he shouldn't speak?

All that information was sent out casually by himself. If he was not careful, he could make the beautiful people fall on their backs.

Actually three or four violets popped up.

Nonsense...

However, this is also good.

Only in this way can the Americans be frightened.

Listening to McFarland's words, if this violet is not dug up, the Navy of the United States will be miserable.

"Zhang, you said you have confidential information..."

"Now it seems that it is no longer a secret."

"Why?"

"I've received intelligence. The Enterprise has returned to Pearl Harbor and has rendezvoused with the Yorktown."

"When did you get the information?"

"At dinner time."

"Damn it!"

MacFarlane's face suddenly turned ugly.

Zhang Yong:???

What did you say wrong again?

It was after nine o'clock in the evening when he checked the map.
To be continued...
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