Throw away the smoke? Throw away the smoke!

Could this be the batch of cigarettes you just threw away last night!?

Liang Zhongchun was suspicious, so he took out a gun and pointed it at Zhang Jin, saying in a bad tone: "You dare to come to my home, Liang Zhongchun. You are really brave. Do you really think that I am No. 76?"

"Director Liang, don't be angry, I'm here to discuss a business deal with you."

"Business talk? What do we have to talk about! Use my things to talk business with me, you are quite good at doing business!" Liang Zhongchun sneered, "It's a pity that I, Liang Zhongchun, am not a fool!"

"Do you have to say some things in front of your wife? Why don't we talk in another place?" Zhang Jin said.

"There's nothing I can't say in front of my wife, you..."

"For example, the boy captain..."

"What you said makes sense, let's change places and have a good chat!" Liang Zhongchun quickly changed his words and hurriedly brought Zhang Jin into his study.

Liang Zhongchun's study is actually a space separated from the living room. It is not closed at all, but the advantage is that you can see at a glance whether anyone is eavesdropping.

"Who are you?" Liang Zhongchun pointed his pistol at Zhang Jin and asked angrily.

"Director Liang, you don't look like you're talking about business. Why don't you put your gun away?"

"What if I don't accept it?"

"Then I can only help you personally." As Zhang Jin spoke, he suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed the gun body and turned it hard.

"Ah!" Liang Zhongchun was so painful that he quickly let go of the gun grip to avoid spraining his hand.

After Zhang Jin seized the Browning, he dismantled it into a pile of parts.

He used his thumb to take out the bullets one by one from the magazine, and said with a smile: "Director Liang, there is no need to make things so embarrassing. Speak well and be kind and make money."

Liang Zhongchun rubbed his wrist and said in a soft tone: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"As I said before, I just want to discuss business with you."

"What business are you talking about?"

Zhang Jin came closer and said, "I have an important intelligence clue about the underground party, and I want to sell it to Director Liang."

"Oh? Tell me." Liang Zhongchun said calmly.

"Director Liang, has he lost a smuggling ship recently? In addition to tobacco, there is also a lot of food, cotton and other in-demand goods, and there are even hundreds of rifles and tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition."

"It's indeed the goods you robbed."

Zhang Jin smiled, shook his head and said: "Director Liang, you have misunderstood. It was not me who robbed the things, but the guerrillas of the underground party. I only found out by chance. If Director Liang acted quickly enough,

, maybe we can get the goods back before tomorrow, otherwise once the Japanese military’s martial law sweeps are over, I’m afraid there will be nothing left.”

"What's your price?"

"Five small yellow croakers, that's not too much, right?"

Liang Zhongchun's eyes widened: "Why don't you grab five small yellow croakers? This is almost all the profits I can get from this job!"

"Let's waste money and eliminate disasters. If something goes wrong with this batch of goods, Director Liang will probably have a lot of responsibility, right? Not to mention these five little yellow croakers, even your position as director of the Operations Department..." Zhang Jin stretched out his hand

Pressing on his shoulder, "Think carefully, Director Liang. If you are willing to give up, you will get something!"

Liang Zhongchun stared at him for a while, then gritted his teeth in pain and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

"One small yellow croaker is a deposit. I'll tell you the location. I'll pick up the other four small yellow croakers after it's done." Zhang Jin said.

"It's a deal!" Liang Zhongchun said, walking to the desk, opening the safe below, taking out a small yellow croaker and handing it to Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin did not hesitate, picked up a pen and paper and wrote down an address to Liang Zhongchun.

"Are you sure this is here? How do I remember that this is a reed marsh?" Liang Zhongchun picked up the paper and looked at it.

"The reed swamps are great for hiding people. Director Liang, haven't you heard of guerrilla warfare in the North China Plain? How many Japanese troops have suffered from the reed swamps!"

"Okay, I'll send someone to check it out right now. You better not lie to me." Liang Zhongchun picked up the phone and said while shaking the number.

"I'll come back to see Director Liang in two days. I hope Director Liang can find what belongs to him."

Liang Zhongchun watched Zhang Jin leave with the microphone, and said at the same time: "Hey, go to this address quickly and search all the reed swamps! Yes, I received news that the things were intercepted by the guerrillas of the underground party!

You have to act quickly, we must not let the underground party move all the goods away!"

"Zhongchun, that person left just now?" Mrs. Liang walked over cautiously and asked after hearing the sound of the door closing.

"Let's go." Liang Zhongchun put down the phone.

"Thank God, who is he? He sneaked into our house, and the guards outside didn't notice it! Fortunately, he didn't do anything poisonous, otherwise my son and I would have been doomed! You have known all day long that you have made enemies outside, and now it's okay.

It makes the family uneasy!" Mrs. Liang couldn't help complaining after she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shut up! You know nothing! Do you think I want to make enemies? What else can I do in this position?"

"Can't you just change your job? It's better to go to the new government office!"

"You think No. 76 is a cesspool, you can go and leave whenever you want! Let me tell you, if I leave No. 76, a bunch of people will jump out and kill me! At least I can protect myself if I stay in No. 76

, to leave is to die!" Liang Zhongchun shouted loudly.

After saying that, he felt bored again and waved his hand impatiently.
Chapter completed!