Lost and Spy

Chapter 613 The Dark Crypt
This is a very unexpected intelligence.

Originally, he just wanted to extort 20 yuan from Cheng Lanxing, but he never thought that such a thing would be involved.

Not entirely because of money.

But can you seize this opportunity and make something happen?
Since the Anti-Japanese War, the military command in various places has been ferociously killing traitors, and enough traitors have been killed, but they can't be killed no matter what. If one group is killed, another group will appear soon.

Especially for people like Ji Yunqing who have a "social status", once they turn to the enemy, the impact will be huge.

A vague plan flashed vaguely in Meng Shaoyuan's mind.

All are fragments.

In many cases, a plan starts from an inspiration, and then builds a general framework, and the rest is to fill in the fragments until a complete picture appears.

"You said, is this a good opportunity?"

In a narrow basement with dim lights, Meng Shaoyuan murmured: "300 million yen is a lot, and I definitely won't let Ji Yunqing send it out of Shanghai so easily, but can this matter be done more perfectly?" Some?"

His "audience" is only one:
Peng Bilan!
Her ankle was tied with an iron chain, and her range of motion was limited to one meter.

At this time, she has completely lost her previous demeanor.

His face was pale, and the fear in his eyes could not be contained at all.

She has been locked up here for several days.

Every day, Meng Shaoyuan would personally deliver meals to her, and talk to her for a short time, just a few minutes.

Leave when you're done.

He didn't even touch her.

Peng Bilan had no idea what he wanted to do.

She thought death was an easy task, but when her companion died in front of her that day, and she witnessed it with her own eyes, she deeply understood the horror of death.

She didn't die, but was locked up alone, and the only person who could see her was Meng Shaoyuan.

At first, she hated Meng Shaoyuan, but she didn't dare to offend him, she was afraid that if she really angered him, those terrible ways of death would befall her.

Every time Meng Shaoyuan spoke, she just silently became a listener.

Just a few minutes a day.

Peng Bilan spent the rest of the time alone.

The feeling of loneliness and despair can only be experienced by the person involved.

No one said a word to her.

Except for the sound of chains moving her body, and her own yelling, there was no sound at all.

If she didn't expect someone to come and talk to her for a few minutes every day, Peng Bilan would have gone crazy long ago.

look forward to?

That's right.

Although Peng Bilan didn't want to admit it, she also found that she gradually began to look forward to these few minutes in her heart.

Loneliness with fear is always the greatest enemy of mankind.

Today, Meng Shaoyuan came again, and he actually told Peng Bilan about a very important case, about Ji Yunqing donating 300 million yen to the Japanese.

"I definitely want the 300 million yen." Meng Shaoyuan said in great detail: "Not only do I want 300 million yen, but I also want to design a plan..."

What plan to devise?
Peng Bilan couldn't help but began to think.

Before, she had heard that Meng Shaoyuan from Shanghai was such a great person, but she didn't take it seriously at all. In her heart, only Liao Yuting was the most great person.

"Ji Yunqing has nothing to do with me, the Japanese have nothing to do with me, and Liao Yuting has nothing to do with me." Meng Shaoyuan actually mentioned Liao Yuting's name again, and then he seemed to ask Peng Bilan, "Do you think so?"

"Mr. Liao is the most powerful person." Peng Bilan answered naturally.

"Really?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled sarcastically: "He deliberately wanted to kill me, but I am still alive and well. He used so many resources but got nothing. He is really as good as you said. sharp?"

Yes, Mr. Liao devised an elaborate plan, but Meng Shaoyuan was still alive. Moreover, not only was he alive, but he also killed so many of Mr. Liao's subordinates, and even himself was imprisoned.

Could it be that Meng Shaoyuan is really better than Mr. Liao...

No, no, what are you thinking about there, Mr. Liao is far better than Meng Shaoyuan.

"If my woman is caught, I will rescue her at all costs." Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "I don't want to deal with him yet, I just want to get the money, and then let Ji Yunqing and the Japanese fall into a trap." In chaos...if you were me, what would you do?"

He is asking himself?
He was asking for his own opinion?
Peng Bilan was taken aback.

"You can't think of it. Although you are beautiful, it is impossible to think of it with your IQ." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "You have a beautiful body, but no intelligent soul..."

This is insulting Peng Bilan.

But Peng Bilan didn't care, she had been insulted enough by Meng Shaoyuan, she just kept repeating Meng Shaoyuan's words in her heart:
You have a beautiful body, but no intelligent soul.

Even if it's insulting, isn't this a nice sentence?

In the past, no one had ever said such things to Peng Bilan, including Liao Yuting.

This is also Meng Shaoyuan's "habit".

Every time he came to see Peng Bilan, he would always say one or two words that Peng Bilan had never heard before.

Some poetic, some profound.

Regardless of Meng Shaoyuan's character, at least he is a very knowledgeable person.

"Shanghai is my Shanghai Bund. No one can take a share from me." Meng Shaoyuan stood up, high-spirited: "The Japanese can't do it, and Liao Yuting is even more unworthy. Japanese public enemy? The strongest agent? This is Japanese I am very satisfied with the nickname given to me, what about Liao Yuting? Does he deserve it?"

When people are alone, they will naturally produce contrast, which is also a way to pass the time.

Meng Shaoyuan, the public enemy of Japan, the strongest agent.

These are all nicknames given to him by the Japanese.

Liao Yuting?
Traitor, traitor.

Between the two of them it seems...

As soon as these thoughts surfaced, Peng Bilan quickly dispersed them...

"Stay well, remember, only here can you be safe and you can live. Your life is mine. I want you to die. You can't live more than a minute. I don't want you to die , you won’t even die.”

When Meng Shaoyuan walked out, he left behind these words.

Peng Bilan opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

She found herself, strangely wanting him to stay a little longer.

Even a minute longer is fine.

Lonely, really lonely.

Peng Bilan has never felt like this...

……

"Hawes, you told me that there was a problem with a batch of military tickets?"

"Yes, Meng." Hawes asked someone to bring in a box: "I wanted to tell you the day you got married, but I was worried about your mood. During the printing process of this batch of military tickets, the machine came out. There was a glitch, but our mechanics were tired, negligent, and didn't check carefully, and a large batch was printed."

"is it?"

Meng Shaoyuan took out a few military tickets from the box and looked at them: "No big problem?"

"Oh, that's because you didn't read it carefully." Hawes took out a real military ticket: "You will know after comparing it carefully."

One true and one false two military tickets put together.

Soon, the problem was discovered.

On the back of the real military ticket, it says "Military Ticket for the Empire of Japan".

But it's fake, it says "Military Ticket of the Empire of Japan".

The word "hand" is missing!

this is a big problem.

"I'm sorry for such a problem." Hawes said regretfully: "If there is any responsibility, I will bear it. The technician has worked very hard."

"No, no, it's not a question of who is to be held accountable." Meng Shaoyuan didn't seem to be particularly concerned: "How many such military tickets are there?"

"It was discovered in a timely manner, but more than [-] copies were printed."

"Give it all to me, and I'll digest it. How many fake military tickets do we have?"

"About 40 or so."

"That's all?"

"We mainly print holiday yuan. Military tickets are not easy to use, so the number of printing is not too much."

"Turn on, work overtime, and print another 50 for me."

"That would require the machine to be on all night."

"I don't care about it." Meng Shaoyuan said without even thinking about it: "Including the malfunctioning machine, start it at full speed for me. Also, give me all the holiday dollars you have here."

"Meng, what are you going to do?"

"I want to make money, and I want to make a lot of money." Meng Shaoyuan smiled slightly: "Hawes, don't you think that cooperating with me is the luckiest thing in your life? In the public concession Printing, the military command and the police are your backers, you don’t have to worry about being caught, and the printed counterfeit money will be digested by someone immediately?”

"Yes, I still had a lot of worries when I came to China." Hawes also said with satisfaction: "I am also very fortunate to have met you. I have made a lot of money and will continue to make it. Honestly, I really hope the war never stops."

"That's your idea, Hawes." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "But the war is going on in my country, and my people are suffering. I would rather not make this money, and I want the war to end tomorrow."

"Meng, don't worry, I will always be your friend." Hawes said solemnly: "We have common interests, which is an important reason for us to become allies. Given this foundation, your enemy It is my enemy."

A lovely foreigner.

That's right, there will be no real friendship between them, but there is a bond of interest, and it is a bond built by a golden mountain.

These relationships are often very strong.

"It's done, Hawes, prepare the things I want as soon as possible, and the sooner the better, I will be ready to act in these two days. I will take these things back."

Meng Shaoyuan put the fake military ticket in his pocket: "In order to catch up with the progress, the quality can be lowered."

(Today is the first big exam in my son's life. The spider has given him intensive training for more than a week, hoping to have a good result.)
(End of this chapter)