Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

Zhao Yifei smiled bitterly: "No matter who it is, whether it was the Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China, the tax silver is controlled by the higher-ups. We ordinary people should not worry about it. We are born to be cattle and horses..."

Zhao Yifei saw it clearly.

Liu Long sighed and smiled: "That's right, I won't worry about it."

"All teammates, keep your hands and feet clean! The money here is counted, supervise each other, move everything to the car, and let's go to Xingya Bank!!"

At Liu Long's command, the people from the police department started moving.

Two troop transports loaded the boxes of money and gold bars and headed for the Xingya Bank with armed guards standing on all sides.

Liu Long chatted on the way and pretended to ask Zhao Yifei about the situation of Xingya Bank.

It turns out that the president of Harbin Xingya Bank is a Japanese named Asano Nakanori.

As a tool to help the devil empire make money here, it is said that he is very stingy and greedy for money.

"In the Heung-A Bank, there is a safe deposit box built by the Kwantung Army in 34 according to the highest standards. It is very large and very safe. I had the opportunity to go in once again. The gold bars were neatly stacked, which was very shocking."

Zhao Yifei said as he shrugged his shoulders while driving.

Liu Long smiled and looked at Zhao Yifei's car, which was quite old: "Chief Zhao, you deal with money, but you don't embezzle, and you drive such an old car. You can be considered an honest official."

Zhao Yifei smiled bitterly and said, "Chief Liu is making fun of me."

He sighed and said, "I have a daughter who is 20 years old this year. She has always been ill and I am worried about her."

Liu Long asked curiously, "I also have some knowledge of medicine. Can I help your daughter if I have a chance?"

"That's really great."

Zhao Yifei is in his fifties. Because he worries about his daughter, the hair on his temples is grayer than that of Fang Dabao, who is older.

As the two were talking, they arrived in front of a bank with Roman columns, a kind of Asian-style architecture that the Japanese had built in imitation of Western ones.

Zhao Yifei found the Japanese bank president, Asano Nakanobu.

Asano Tadanobu had his hair combed meticulously, wore a neat black tuxedo, and a pair of round Republican-era glasses.

Order people to carry in the tax money.

Seeing the unfamiliar Liu Long, Asano Nakanobu curiously asked Zhao Yifei: "Who is this?"

Zhao Yifei introduced: "This is our police department's successor to Chief Chu's police department, Chief Liu Long."

Asano Nakanobu nodded as a casual greeting.

When the tax money was moved to the basement of a bank, there was a heavy round iron door in front of it that was more than one person tall.

There is a combination lock on it.

It takes five or six staff members just to open this iron door.

I guess they were afraid someone would rob the bank.

Moreover, there are two Japanese soldiers from the Kwantung Army guarding here with live ammunition.

Liu Long thought that this was really safe. Even if he opened the no-man's land and used four times the strength, it would still be difficult to push the iron door.

As for wanting to force open the iron gate.

I guess we'll have to try firing tanks.

Asano Nakano covered the combination lock with his hand and looked back cautiously at Zhao Yifei and Liu Long.

Zhao Yifei consciously pulled Liu Long a little further away.

When Asano Nakanobu ordered someone to open the door and the lights inside came on, there was indeed a golden light.

After coordinating the work with Asano Nakanobu and completely counting the taxes.

Only then did Asano Nakanobu have people move in carefully, while Liu Long and Zhao Yifei just stood there throughout the whole process and could not move.

It can be seen that Asano Nakanosuke did not trust the people of Zhongzhou very much.

After making sure there were no omissions and finishing everything, I went upstairs to sign the documents. When I came out it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon.

It's been a busy day.

As expected, this Japanese devil, Asano Nakanori, was so heartless that he didn't even bother to provide us with food.

Liu Long came out of the bank and said with a smile: "Chief Zhao, it's time for dinner. Can I treat you and the brothers to a meal? Let's have some wine and have some fun?"

Zhao Yifei smiled bitterly: "I'm a bachelor, and my daughter is the only one at home. I found a nanny to take care of her. Chief Liu, you guys go?"

Liu Long thought for a moment and said, "How about I buy some stewed food, go to your house to have some drinks, and check on your daughter's illness?"

"That would be great." Zhao Yifei wanted nothing more than that. His daughter's illness had troubled him for many years.

He had heard that Liu Long was a miracle doctor a long time ago. Before, the two of them were just acquaintances and not very familiar with each other. Today, having the opportunity, Zhao Yifei naturally wanted Liu Long to help him.

Letting his brothers go drink by themselves, Liu Long bought some convenient braised dishes and followed Zhao Yifei to his home.

Zhao Yifei's house was filled with the smell of medicinal soup.

The room was also a mess.

"Director Fang saw that it was not easy for me to take care of my daughter who had been ill for a long time, so he found a way to get me a two-room house through the police department," said Zhao Yifei.

Liu Long thought that he didn't expect that Fang Dabao, such an old hand, could be so humane.

"Well, go in and take a look."

Liu Long put down his things and followed Zhao Yifei into his daughter's room.

A skinny little girl with a pale face and constantly coughing looked at Liu Long and nodded as a greeting.

Zhao Yifei is not bad looking, and his daughter takes after him, with big eyes and black hair.

She should be a beauty, but even after taking the medicine, she still keeps coughing.

"I have consulted many doctors, and they all said she has tuberculosis. She is relying on medicine to keep her alive. She may not have much time left..."

When Zhao Yifei talked about this, this tough guy in his fifties secretly turned aside and wiped away his tears.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first."

Liu Long thought that Zhao Yifei was actually a pretty good person. When Yang Yiyi died, he and Liu Long were the only ones who went to see Yang Yiyi for the last time.

It means this person has emotions.

Liu Long sat down, smiled slightly, and said to Zhao Yifei's daughter Zhao Tingting: "Miss Zhao, don't be afraid, I will show you."

Zhao Tingting nodded, but was obviously not in high spirits. She felt that Liu Long might not be able to cure her.

After all, so many doctors have seen it.

Liu Long felt her pulse, thought for a moment and said, "Miss Zhao, do you usually have the most severe cough in the morning and evening, and have no appetite?"

Zhao Yifei nodded quickly beside him: "Chief Liu, you are really a miracle doctor. You figured it out without me saying anything? My daughter, she can still be saved..."

Zhao Yifei swallowed the words about hope of rescue back into his stomach.

When Zhao Tingting heard her father ask this, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

"Chief Zhao, Miss Zhao, please don't be in a hurry."

Liu Long secretly opened his extraordinary golden pupil and took another look, then nodded: "This is not tuberculosis, it's just that it's been a little too long. No wonder you've been taking medicine and it hasn't worked. It's wrong at the root."

Zhao Yifei was surprised and asked, "Is it really not tuberculosis?"

"No, according to Western medicine, this is a lung nodule. The lung lobe has been diseased, and pulmonary effusion has been staying in Miss Zhao's lungs, pressing on the stomach and intestines below. That's why she has no appetite. You think her condition is very serious, but it can actually be cured."

Zhao Yifei didn’t understand the condition, but the words “there is hope” immediately ignited his hope as a father!