The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 162 Aircraft
Tsk tsk, 100 million.

Zhou Qinghe opened up his mind, and he will have to do blackmail this way in the future.

The price is based on aircraft, and if you go back to support the Anti-Japanese War, you can still get naming rights.

Moreover, he will also have a share in the cannonballs that will fall on the little devil from now on, right?
Boom, the bomb bloomed on the dirt ground, and the little devils scattered from the center with a bang. This picture is very touching when I think about it.

Zhou Qinghe and Zhang Xiaolin showed wry smiles.

Lu Liankui really couldn't laugh, even if it had a bitter taste, "I guess the cheapest one may not be able to satisfy the chairman's appetite, and it will be even more expensive if it doesn't work."

He raised his hands and clasped his fists in sorrow: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou, if you have connections, please do me a favor and help me talk. Not to mention it is more expensive. I really can't afford this 100 million."

"Let's talk upstairs. If you're hungry, sister-in-law, go order food first."

When men talk, women naturally step aside. With this going on, Zhang Xiaolin took Zhou Qinghe and Lu Liankui upstairs.

"Where's Yu Qiaqing? Didn't he help you?" Zhang Xiaolin asked after the three of them sat down.

"Say it, if I don't tell you this, how can I get on a conversation with the Chairman of the Nanjing Committee?
It's hard to say that I am either in Nanjing Prison or in the prison of the Security Command. "

Lu Liankui slapped his leg heavily and sighed: "It's been a bad year, so I'll throw that broom star far away when I look back. Look at the bad luck this brings to me."

Then didn't you lose 100 million in vain? Zhou Qinghe wanted to laugh, frowned and said: "Can you make it cheaper, chairman, by a few cars?"

Lu Liankui looked at Zhou Qinghe and said: "We are still talking about Nanjing, but this is just a fight, and I am sorry."

"Stop sighing and tell me how many problems you can solve by yourself."

Zhang Xiaolin didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, "This matter won't kill anyone, it's just a matter of money. Having the money ready is more important than anything else."

For this reason, Lu Liankui hesitated for a moment and said sincerely: "I have saved some money over the years. If I sell it, I can only get a plane and 10 yuan, and I will be rich."

A lot of greed?
He definitely didn't tell the truth. Turn over and over, it's at least 20.

The public concession is a big place, and the inspector general of the patrol house can steal 20 yuan. Zhou Qinghe had to take a high look at this person, he is simply a money-maker.

This is not just 20, but after the luxuries, there are still 20.

I asked Zhuang Hui just now. Zhuang Hui spent his money to buy a car, which is a symbol of wealth these days, and it only cost 3000 yuan.

The plane is only 10, but this is still 20.

Zhou Qinghe thought of the four patrol officers. There is a solution to this matter. If they are short of money, it is good. If they are short of money, can't they just give them money?

And you don’t need to give a lot, as long as you ask the principal to ask for a lot, this guy will probably have to take 1000.

It’s much easier to buy a location with money.

The main reason is that when new people come here, you can't give too much. It would be suspicious if you give too much. Why do you have to be a patrolman if you are so rich?

Otherwise, ten thousand positions would not be unaffordable.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhou Qinghe watched the show.

Find out what this guy's limits are, ask the principal to go to the limit, and squeeze all of it out of him.

This can be regarded as a different way to send money to the principal.

Not bad.

Zhang Xiaolin still didn't know that this guy didn't tell the truth, so he didn't ask. He drank tea slowly and expressed concern in his words.

"10, that's a bit less. Brother Lu, why do you say you have to prepare 50, right? Let Boss Yu lend you some money. It's not like he doesn't have money for hundreds of thousands. Let's get this matter over with first. Mr. Qian I can make more money.”

Lu Liankui clasped his fists repeatedly: "Brother, that's 40 yuan. How can I let Boss Yu lend me 40 yuan? [-] yuan is still possible. My face is really not that valuable."

"What are you going to do?"

"Please lend me a hand. I'll lend you a hundred thousand each. I'll write an IOU and wait until the matter is resolved. If I don't need it, I'll pay it back immediately. If I do, please give me some time. Even if I tighten my belt, I will pay it back as soon as possible. superior."

Hey, your father won't lend you forty, so you care if we each want one hundred thousand?Zhou Qinghe was speechless.

Zhang Xiaolin lamented: "Brother, it's not that I won't help you. Money is tight for everyone these days. If you want to ask for [-] or [-] yuan, I can help you with the turnover. For [-] yuan, I can't come up with that much cash."

I'm not lying to you. Just ask Brother Zhou, I invested 100 million US dollars in that business, and I still owe other people's debts.

I'm not short of a hundred thousand, you know, I'm just short of money. Now I use all the income from the casino to pay off the debt.

Either you wait for a month and I will think of a way for you to see if I can raise [-] and use it for you first, and I will think of a way later. "

Zhang Xiaolin used a trick called dragging.

I definitely can’t wait a month.

Zhou Qinghe kept it simple and shrugged: "My income has been pretty good recently, but I have some cash. I can get fifty thousand, or one hundred thousand. Depending on how the business goes, it shouldn't be too difficult."

Lu Liankui was overjoyed. He didn't expect Zhou Qinghe to be willing to help, so he just clasped his fists to thank him.

Zhou Qinghe raised his hand and said, "Brother Lu, I have to tell you clearly. You and I have only met each other on a casual basis, and I can't say we have a good relationship. I won't talk about the interest on the loan.

But how can I get this money back?You have to tell me how long it will take to take it back. "

"This" Lu Liankui choked for a moment.

What Zhou Qinghe said makes sense. We are indeed not familiar with each other. If it were him, he would definitely not borrow [-] from someone he didn't know well.

People who understand whether they are benevolent or righteous are very clear in their hearts.

"In this way, I won't talk big words in half a year. Brother Zhou, in half a year, brother, I will definitely pay back the money, okay?" Lu Liankui looked determined, and even the names became closer.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, then I will help Brother Lu. If he is in trouble, I am capable and I will definitely be willing to help."

Lu Liankui was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

Zhang Xiaolin glanced at it and saw that Zhou Qinghe really wanted to borrow money. He smiled and said, "Brother Lu, Brother Zhou is an honest man. There are some things that are inconvenient to say. I will be the bad guy. You should pay some interest." , we can’t chill people’s hearts, right?”

"It should, it should." Lu Liankui nodded repeatedly and said cheerfully: "How about this, it's very beneficial?"

Zhang Xiaolin smiled and said to Zhou Qinghe: "Brother Lu means monthly profit, which is almost enough. The casino downstairs is home nine times a week, so we can't really count it according to that, right?"

The corner of Lu Liankui's mouth twitched, that's not what he meant!
He said half a year!

But at this moment, I can't say no, I can only smile.

"Okay, that's it."

Even if Zhang Xiaolin didn't mention interest, Zhou Qinghe would have to.

He didn't know Lu Liankui, and there was no need to make friends with him. He was just a mere inspector general, so he didn't need to take him seriously.

It's just that money is used to measure whether Lu Liankui has really reached his limit.

From Lu Liankui's point of view, if you can't borrow the money with interest, you won't borrow it. Only after he borrowed it did Zhou Qinghe know that Lu Liankui had really reached his limit.

"I'll raise money when I get back. If I have enough for [-], I'll let Brother Lu know. I won't rush to borrow it. If someone else takes enough, you can save me the interest." Zhou Qinghe smiled.

"Okay, okay, thank you Brother Zhou. If you have anything to do in the future, please feel free to speak." Lu Liankui patted his chest: "This is a three-acre land in the public concession. Brother, I can still be of some help."

"You think I'm dead?" Zhang Xiaolin laughed and scolded: "Say in front of me that I can't help, right?"

"Don't dare." Lu Liankui apologized.

Then he left. He knew how much money he could get here, and he had to go to other places to raise money in case of emergency.

After he left, Zhang Xiaolin was very puzzled: "Brother Zhou, why did you lend it to him? This is all your hard-earned money. What if he really owes hundreds of thousands in debt and can't pay it back?"

"I didn't think so much. It's not like being an inspector general, right?" Zhou Qinghe's expression was simple.

Zhang Xiaolin could only sigh in his heart. After all, he is young, but Brother Zhou is still simple.

Fortunately, one hundred thousand is not too much, and with Brother Zhou's ability to make money, it won't be a big deal.

As soon as they left, Zhou Qinghe and Zhuang Hui ate the royal meal.

During this period, Zhang Xiaolin accompanied him and talked about airplanes. Zhang Xiaolin remembered that there was an engineer who built airplanes in the factory, so he called him over and asked what the current price of airplanes was.

Just having fun.

As an aircraft manufacturer, Jewish Otto knew the price of aircraft well.

"According to the current price, the cheapest aircraft to come to China is a Hawker 3 fighter aircraft, which is about 10.6 yuan in French currency."

"As for an attack aircraft, a Xu Laike attack aircraft costs about 17 yuan."

"The most expensive ones are bombers. The Martin 139 bomber is about 42 yuan."

“I’m talking about fiat currency.”

"If Chairman Chiang wants bombers, Lu Liankui might want to jump into the Huangpu River, hahahaha." Zhang Xiaolin joked there.

Zhou Qinghe just felt that it was not a bad idea.

If it wasn't a bomber, how could the cannonballs fall from the plane he was named after?
If you don't get something more expensive, how do you know how much money the mainland inspector general has embezzled over the years?
"Do we need to build a plane?" Otto became more energetic.

After hearing that it was not true, I took the opportunity to eat the rice. Oh, it was delicious. I couldn't stop shouting. After finishing the meal, I even packed a portion for my wife and children.

After the dinner, Zhou Qinghe took Zhuang Hui to check out a room, and he had to do a full set of dramas.Newlyweds, no, you are young, strong, and full of energy, so you still have to strike while the iron is hot.

Turn around to find Liu Kai.

"Send a report to Boss Dai about Lu Liankui's matter. Ask him to go to the principal and turn a deaf ear to it. Just tell him that I am here to inquire about the market for him and ask him to order more, including the Martin 139 bomber."

"What plane?" Liu Kai knew nothing about planes, and he didn't even know about it.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Martin 139 bomber, someone wants to donate the aircraft. I will donate one to you later. It will be called Liu Kai. It will go to the battlefield and bomb Japanese soldiers. It will kill a large number of them. I guarantee that you will honor your ancestors and give you the genealogy." Open a separate page.”

"Really?" Liu Kai was shocked.

Zhou Qinghe nodded with a smile, patted his shoulder and said, "Work hard and you will have a chance."

Liu Kai seemed to have been beaten to death.

"I'll send the report right away!"

Painting a pie really works.

Young, I believe this, you are an agent, and you still want to name me?

Don't you think you can die quickly enough?
Zhou Qinghe returned to the room, took a shower, and started reading the newspaper.

The information about the hotel room number where the codebook is located will appear in today's newspaper. If you pick it up tomorrow, everyone can make arrangements.

Ten o'clock in the evening, HK area, izakaya.

Japanese people really like to party and drink after get off work. Kato Kumagoro wore wooden clogs and came out of the izakaya drunk.

When you are middle-aged and in a foreign country, how can you stay there if you don’t spend your time in nightclubs?
Drinking is the first half, and Kabuki Hall is the second half. The life of middle-aged people is so simple and unpretentious.

There are very few vehicles at this point, and there are quite a lot of pedestrians on the road, because this area is a place where nightlife gathers, especially Japanese.

The three middle-aged people sang together, holding hands, walking towards the next stop on the main road.

At this moment, a dazzling light appeared on the opposite side, getting closer and closer to their bodies from a distant intersection, and there seemed to be a patrolman on a bicycle chasing after them.

Kato Kumagoro was a little confused, thinking about who the bastard dared to drive so fast on the road, and he couldn't see clearly right away.

Bang, severe pain came, Kato Kumagoro's body flew out directly, and blood covered the ground.

He was not the only one, except for him among the three, only the one on the left side escaped the impact.

"Ah!" Screams rang out from the roadside. The man was shocked, and the Kabuki Madam screamed.

The vehicle that caused the accident also changed its direction because it hit a person, and directly hit the door on the roadside, making a crashing sound.

The patrolman behind was beating his whistle urgently and beeping.

Alas, the bicycle stopped next to the vehicle that caused the accident. The patrolman took out his baton and shouted at the driver inside.

"get off."

The matter quickly reached the ears of the duty room of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters.

After all, the person who died was from the Military Police Headquarters and was the head of a department.

The Gendarmerie Command dispatched a commissioner, together with the Chinese patrol officers and British superiors from the public concession patrol house, to investigate the incident.

During their patrol, a Chinese patrolman and an Indian patrolman discovered a young man wearing a Liba suit sneaking in the driver's seat in front of an apartment, with his head lowered and tinkering with something.

The patrolman felt that he did not look like a wealthy man because of his appearance, so he stepped forward to question him.

Who knows, the thief immediately started the car and the car sped out.

The thief's identity was immediately confirmed.

The car drove in front, and the patrolman chased him on a bicycle.

There was a bang, and because of panic, the car driven by the thief hit people.

"I'm sorry for Mr. Kato's accident. The owner of the car got in touch. Not long after he got home, he was targeted unexpectedly." The British boss said.

The thief was caught on the spot. After checking his identity, he was found to be a habitual thief with a criminal record. He had no possibility of contact with Kato Kumagoro in his daily life, and there was no enmity between him and him.

Things are simple and clear.

Just bad luck.

The Japanese yelled and cursed a few times, and that was all.

British people also want to save face, okay?
The Public Settlement is also called the British and American Settlement. It is not a Japanese Settlement. To give it some face, you cannot really regard yourself as the master.

It would be nice to give a few patrol officers positions.

So there was a trial, a bond was drawn, and the trial was concluded. The case was simple and clear, and it could be submitted to the Concession Court for sentencing at a later date.

The Japanese privately said that the sentence must be harsh, and the British could agree to it. They would be punished for both crimes and be imprisoned for a few more years.

Things are over.

Gendarmerie Command.

Hide Maruyama is working in the office.

As a young man who was squeezed by his boss, although he was good at work, he was disliked by his boss, so he almost shouldered more than half of the work of a department.

Everyone bullied him and gave him all the work he could.

This is also related to the fact that when he first came to the Military Police Headquarters, he was taken under Kato Kumagoro.

At that time, he was faced with Kato Kumagoro's harsh criticism, and he wanted to use the method of pleasing and working hard to gain recognition from his colleagues, to influence Kato Kumagoro, and to resolve his resentment.

But everything backfired, and the result was that others regarded him as a soft persimmon, threw work to him with a smile, praised him as a good person, and then did more and more work.

He listened to Zhou Qinghe's words and stayed in the office doing work, waiting for the news of Kato's death.

To be honest, he was nervous.

This was the first time in my life that I had killed someone, and it was a premeditated killing.

Although he was killing an enemy, and he had been looking forward to his death countless times at night, but at this moment, his palms became uncontrollably sweaty.

Will he really die?
Will it be found on his head?
Until the military police went out in a hurry, and then came back in a hurry.

No one came to him, no one even came to inform him that he needed to pay homage to Kato's body and put on a sad and crying show.

Only then did he realize that in the eyes of others, he was really an insignificant figure. No one could have imagined that a person like him, who had been bullied so much, would have the courage to kill someone.

Killing turns out to be so easy.

The pressure on Maruyama Hide was relieved all of a sudden, and all the shackles were released. He thought about Kato's death over and over again, and he was a little excited.

It turns out that as long as he kills one person, all the problems that have troubled him for so many years will be solved.

The question has changed from whether he will be found out, to wondering who the new boss will be?What will you do to him in the future?

But no matter who this new boss is, Maruyama Shu firmly believes that the result will not be worse.

"Sir, you are right. In a war, death is death. No one cares about the life or death of a pawn. Just like Kato, it is just a military medal. Even Kato did not die on the battlefield. , but was killed by someone, and he didn’t even get a military medal.”

"The head of a department died so quietly."

"If I don't change, I will do my best and become the head of a department. The result will be no different from Kato."

"1200 yuan, hey, just die like that."

"Even 600 yuan is enough. How much emotion have I wasted over the years?"

"Crying? You don't look like a man at all."

Maruyama Shu thought of the past days and really felt stupid.

Stupid cowardice, stupid militarism.

"As long as I can get to the top, I will do whatever it takes!"

On today's day, Maruyama Hide felt that he needed to release himself and say goodbye to his yesterday self.

After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't go to an izakaya, otherwise others would see his smile.

Even though Kato is dead, even if he laughs, others will understand.

But you still have to pretend.

So, buy some wine and go home and drink.

Tomorrow will be a new Maruyama show.

"I wonder who the new superior will be?"

"I will definitely work hard, but don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)