Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 39, Safe

 Zhang Yong came to see Dabao Wanzi again.

 Whether the news is true or false, it is a direction of investigation.

Discovered that Dabao Wanzi had been hitting his head. He seemed to have remembered it. And then forgot again.

 Zhang Yong then waited patiently.

 He has nothing else. Just have time.

 The torture chamber is empty.

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 Suddenly remembered something. I feel the need to inquire.

 Zhang Yong also noticed her strange gaze.

“There are no exchange restrictions. You can exchange all currencies into US dollars. But there are restrictions if you withdraw cash in US dollars.”

Your uncle’s…

"You...if I tell you about the safe, can you make me feel better?"

 Zhang Yong was a little emotional.

 “Meatballs…”

 “Then it needs to be exchanged. We have to charge a handling fee.”

  It’s definitely not a silver dollar.

 Generally speaking, Chinese cannot enter without formal procedures. Meng Chaowei is not an ordinary person. So, come in easy.

 “You don’t understand the situation.”

 “Excuse me, we will keep the weapons for you.”

“3476, or 3746…”

“No. My name is Gu Xiaoru.”

 However, he believed that both Li Boqi and Yan Guangkun would agree. Their purpose is to squeeze money from Meng Chaowei!

"you…"

Zhang Yong then went back and told Meng Chaowei.

 There must be something more valuable.

 For any spy, this kind of long-term torture is the most difficult to bear.

 “What are you doing here again?” Meng Chaowei lay on his stomach angrily.

 “Actually, what we want is your money.”

 “Haha. Indeed. We have a clear understanding.”

 The key is that now he has gradually adapted to the life of this era and knows what he wants to do. There are also some special abilities. full of confidence.

 “Isn’t it possible?”

  “3476…

 What a strange feeling…

“I think so too! Mr. Zhang almost guessed my name as soon as he opened his mouth.”

There is no end in sight to these painful days. Because the punishment is not fatal at all.

 After all, even if you want money, you can’t make it too obvious. As a result, a misunderstanding arose.

“Have you forgotten that you showed off to Dabao Wanzi?”

 “Are we destined for each other?”

"clear."

  “3746…”

 “You have to keep your word.”

 The safe is the most important thing.

 However, it is difficult for any human being to bear the torture day and night. Even a well-trained spy.

"Sure. He told me about it. No. Not talking about it. Showing off. He said that the money he had in a safe in Citibank would be enough for me to live on for a lifetime."

This guy is really capable. Not even unconscious.

 A bank girl received him. I've seen the power of attorney and the stamp.

 Furthermore, the other party seems to be a bit handsome. She couldn't help but feel a few fluctuations in her heart.

Dabao Wanzi seemed to be reciting two sets of numbers.

 There are armed guards with live ammunition. Holding a long Springfield M1903 rifle. Bayonet on.

 “Can I use a pseudonym for deposits?”

"please."

This man is obviously guessing. But the guess was so close.

 Because a safe cannot hold too many silver coins.

“As long as you obediently hand over all your assets, maybe we can give you a way to survive.”

 Enter an isolation hall.

 “Humph, impossible.”

 Mainly because of the previous tortures, no one said it so straightforwardly.

 “Mr. Zhang.”

“You didn’t tell me about Citibank’s safe?” Zhang Yong asked casually.

"What?"

 “What’s your surname, Miss?”

"are you sure?"

"OK."

 Suddenly, Meng Chaowei screamed.

 Maybe you just work a job here, get a fixed salary every month, and your life is very ordinary.

 Okay, all the buffs are stacked up. If you don't have some charm, you can really drown yourself in a pee.

　　Repeatedly chanting. It's as if a demon has blocked him.

 Does he keep his word? Doesn’t count. He is a small character.

"Thanks!"

 There is still a little money...

Meng Chaowei looked at him in disbelief.

 “That’s what he said.”

"sure."

"plz follow me."

 That’s right, just cook it slowly. slowly.

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 “My surname is Gu.”

"I promise not to execute you within three days. You can rest for three days. Is that okay?"

 When necessary, consider exchanging some US dollars here.

"Since you are going to enter the concession, then sit down with Zhu Yuan and understand the situation."

"I am."

"please."

"Thanks!"

 Zhang Yong took out the Browning pistol.

"Thanks!"

 “Is there an amount limit?”

“Meng Chaowei probably has more than one safe. There may be other banks as well. This guy is quite tight-lipped. Find a way to slowly open it.”

“Meng Chaowei has a safe in Citibank, but I forgot the specific password.”

 “I leaked the news and killed her children...ah!”

 Come to Meng Chaowei’s cell.

 “If I deposit money here, can I withdraw it in the United States?”

 This is American territory. There should be no Japanese ambush.

 “Neither. It’s 3674.”

 Come to Citibank. It happens to be working time.

“Money can help you. Figure it out for yourself!”

 Zhang Yong suddenly became motivated.

Meng Chaowei kept breathing.

 There is also a pistol stuck in the waist...

 “Ah, what a coincidence.”

"good!"

"What?"

Take the elevator. Come down to the underground vault. Enter a VIP room.

　　Oh, it’s morning now, and the execution hasn’t happened yet. It is estimated that it will not be his turn in the next few days.

 But Zhang Yong stretched out his foot and stepped on his wound. Meng Chaowei suddenly screamed.

 “Do you think you can still get out of here?”

 After handing over the weapon, continue to follow Gu Xiaoru and walk inside.

 It took me a long time to do it, but it turned out that I just wanted money!

 I thought you wanted the list of our entire spy team!

　　　If you didn’t tell me earlier…

 No cash withdrawals. If necessary, you can travel to the other side of the ocean.

 Can't help but lower his head and look at himself.

 It will definitely not work if you come in forcefully. Meng Chaowei still had to speak.

 Continue walking inside. The conversation was very refreshing.

"money?"

 “What safe? I don’t know.”

"Come with me!"

Gu Xiaoru also turned to look at him curiously.

However, there is a little trouble. This is Citibank. It's America's bank.

"OK."

"certainly!"

 The radar map did not indicate any Japanese.

 Zhang Yong was relieved.

 I learned that Gu Xiaoru was actually from Hangzhou. There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou. There are many beauties in Hangzhou.

 “My name is Zhang Yong. I have a long bow and a mediocre Yong.”

 What's in the safe? Dollar? GBP? bullion?

"Thanks!"

Get a power of attorney. Get the password. Zhang Yong took Wei Yong to the concession. Use Meng Chaowei's identity to enter the concession.

 “Damn woman! I’m going to kill his whole family!”

 “What if it’s silver dollars or other currencies?”

 Inexplicably, I feel so destined.

 She looks a bit like Gu Junru from The Invisible Guardian.

 He is not afraid of death. really. He also knew he wouldn't survive.

With Meng Chaowei's identity, it is impossible for him to keep silver coins in a bank. No need.

 “Gu Junru?”

 Zhang Chu answered in the affirmative.

 “If it’s in U.S. dollars, yes.”

 Zhang Yong followed the bank lady and walked inside.

 Of course, the young lady is not important.

 Zhang Yong is thick-skinned. Just spread it out. On the contrary, communication is pleasant.

“It just so happens that the torture room is not enough. I won’t torture him in the future. Tell him that the more he explains, the more comfortable his life will be.”

 Sure enough, come and report to Li Boqi. Li Boqi nodded in agreement.

Had I asked for money earlier, I wouldn’t have been beaten so badly...

This bank girl is pretty, has a good figure, is young, and has a sweet smile.

It is also affiliated with the most powerful department in China...

"I'll write you a power of attorney. You can open the safe by going to Citibank. The password is 747829." Meng Chaowei cooperated very much. He is not willing to sell out information. Nor dare. But if you hand over your assets, the resistance will be much smaller.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, he is indeed energetic.

“Hello, you can only entrust someone to go in.”

 “Please wait a moment.”

 “I’m going to take out the safe.”

 (End of this chapter)