Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 409 He Must Be Killed

The first snow of the year lasted for two days.

In addition to allowing scholars to relax and enjoy the snow while drinking wine, it also brought many people to the streets.

The sudden drop in temperature takes away many people sleeping on the streets every night.

The carts from various patrol stations were once again dispatched, pulling corpses from the streets and sending them out of the city every morning.

"My frontline soldiers attacked the Japanese invaders in Yangcheng, while in Jiangcheng......"

The police station's office.

Lin Ze was slacking off while listening to the "enemy radio station".

This type of shortwave radio station could not be banned, and the gendarmerie headquarters was very troubled by this. It even demanded that the relevant frequencies of the radio station be abolished, and ordered that small radios on sale must not have the function of listening to shortwave stations, or that seals be affixed to the corresponding frequency bands of the machines.

This weird behavior is of course useless, everyone should just listen and avoid people.

It seems my intelligence worked...

I just don’t know how long Yangcheng can last, but even if it can last one more day, the benefits it will bring will be unimaginable.

At present, it is still difficult for the army in the south to compete with the Japanese, but we have a unique advantage, which is our great depth.

The battle in Jiangcheng had almost drained all of the Japanese's wealth. From now on, the Japanese would no longer be able to organize a battle of this scale.

As long as Yangcheng could hold out for one more day, the Japanese would invest a huge amount of manpower, material resources and financial resources into the quagmire of Jiangcheng.

Come on, warriors, bring these beasts down!

"Dong dong dong."

Lin Ze came back to his senses and said, "Come in!"

Niu Saner pushed the door open, closed it behind him, and walked closer to whisper, "Director, there is a problem with the black market dividends at the east wall. Last month, your dividends were nearly one-third less than before. The person I arranged to check the accounts found that both the grain input and output were greatly reduced. Is it possible that..."

Lin Ze thought for a moment and said, "You mean, you're worried that someone might do something?"

Niu Saner didn't say anything. If any of the participants in the black market, from Matsuzaki to Miyamoto, made any move, it would be troublesome to deal with them.

Lin Ze originally wanted to have a meal with Gao Shengping to test the waters, but then he thought of the news he heard on the radio...

Both the income and expenditure have decreased. Could it be that the Japanese's logistics are tight and they can't hold on?

After thinking for a moment, Lin Ze picked up the phone and called Miyamoto at the Tianjin Cigarette Factory.

It takes more than ten minutes to wait. There's no other way. This is considered fast. This kind of inter-city line has to be manually transferred section by section, and it may not be connected in the end.

Fortunately, Miyamoto finally answered the phone.

"Brother Miyamoto, it's me! Nothing else, I just want to ask how you are doing in Tianjin and whether the supply is going smoothly."

Because of the long distance, Miyamoto's voice was a little distorted, and he said, "Lin-san, don't worry, I'll be here in person, nothing will go wrong. It's just that I'm too busy, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back for a while. How's Mieko?"

"Brother Miyamoto, Mieko is doing fine. She's well fed and well dressed. I noticed she was a little weak, so I recommended a high-protein diet to her. Now she looks radiant!"

Miyamoto's voice sounded a little shaky. "That's good, that's good! Oh, Lin-san, thank you so much for troubling you!"

"Isn't Mr. Yamaguchi at the cigarette factory? How come you've kept Brother Miyamoto so busy? I haven't had a drink at your house for a long time. I really miss you!"

Miyamoto hesitated for a moment, "Well... I also hope to have a drink at home with Lin Sang. How about this, I will find a chance to go back. In fact, the work at the cigarette factory is on schedule, and it is not particularly busy. It's just that the front army has recently had a much greater demand for the purchase of other materials. The ships from the domestic side used to come here continuously, but recently only a batch arrives every few days. I don't know if it's the same in the island city. Therefore, many materials that could be transported directly before now need to be purchased locally. Fortunately, there is no problem with the payment of funds for the time being."

At this point, Miyamoto kindly reminded, "Mr. Lin, I have to remind you. Just listen to it and don't tell others. If you have a lot of Japanese yen, you can find a way to exchange it for some precious metals. If it is inconvenient for you in Peking, have someone bring it to Tianjin and I will help you deal with it. I feel that the purchasing power of the Japanese yen has dropped a lot!"

Lin Ze thought, it must go down!

It is estimated that the Japanese have over-issued currency this year by four or five times. If the occupied area had not gradually expanded and helped to absorb part of it, they would have collapsed long ago.

Fortunately, Lin Ze didn't have many Japanese yen in his hands, almost all of it was gold and dollars.

"Okay, Brother Miyamoto, I will pay attention. If I need anything, I will contact you again. Then you go ahead and do your work. I won't bother you. Let me know when you are back!"

"Yoshi, Lin Sang, goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ze had an idea in his mind. It seemed that the Japanese's logistical supply was really tight.

I don’t know if the situation will ease after the Chinese New Year. If not, I’m afraid that all the restaurants in Peking will have to close down again because they can’t buy raw materials.

He changed his coat and asked Niu Saner to take him home.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Ze came out again, found a deserted place to put on makeup and change clothes, and headed straight for Dongsi Pailou Street.

On the east side of the street, a new shop called Yingkelai opened. It wasn’t a big shop and didn’t sell many goods. In addition to miscellaneous goods, it also sold some household items like candles and needles and thread.

There was a sign next to the door saying "Newly Arrived Tobacco"

Because it was cold these two days, there were not many customers, so Lao Ma sat by the counter, sitting next to the small stove, taking a nap with his hands in his sleeves.

Lin Ze walked in, "Are there three artillery batteries?"

Old Ma opened his eyes and said, "You are joking, my shop cannot sell good cigarettes, but the yellow tobacco is good quality, cut into small pieces, without any residue. Would you like to try it later?"

"Okay, let's try it."

When they got to the back, Lao Ma whispered, "Team leader, there are arrangements from above."

Lin Ze asked: "Did the higher-ups respond to the information we received last time?"

Lao Ma spread his hands and said, "I didn't mention this."

Damn it, I wonder if Boss Dai took credit for my work.

"What's the arrangement?"

Lao Ma hurriedly reported: "Qi Ying has been leading people to clear up in Jidong recently. He had a setback before and has been trying to save his face. He has been busy for so many days and blocked a small team of the Loyal and Patriotic Army that was broken up. This bastard...he skinned these heroes and put them on display...The higher-ups asked us to try our best to collect Qi Ying's whereabouts. I guess they want to get rid of him."

After listening to this, Lin Ze didn't say anything for a long time.

Having been a traitor to such an extent, Qi Ying, this bastard, can no longer be described as a beast!

He must be killed!