Weng Minghui was stared at by Zhou Wen with a murderous gaze. He suddenly felt that his heart was beating too fast, as if he was falling into an ice cave. It was as if the person in front of him was not a young man, but a murderous evil star. He was almost frightened and sat down.
On the ground.
It is said that he is also a person who walks on the edge of life and death. Killing people is commonplace, but he has never felt such a strong and compelling murderous aura and momentum. How many people must he have killed to condense such murderous aura!
Hehe, he really guessed it right. Since Zhou Wen traveled through time, more than a thousand enemies have died directly at his hands. Not to mention anything else, in just three months of fighting on the Great Wall, he had already killed many enemies by himself.
He killed more than 800 little devils.
Although he could not focus on sniping the enemy because he was a battlefield commander, in three months, the number of Japanese soldiers he killed with a rifle was only 452 (Zhou Wen's own count), which did not exceed the great master Simon Hai in his mind.
A record of 505 sniper kills.
However, he only made a rough calculation. During the Great Wall War, he killed more than 350 enemies with submachine guns and pistols. The total number of enemy kills was more than 800, which already exceeded Simon Haye's 100-day kill of 705 people.
The total number of enemies can be regarded as breaking a record that does not yet exist.
Think about it, if a super killer who has killed thousands of enemies releases his murderous aura and indifference to life, most people will probably be frightened and faint on the spot.
At that moment, Weng Minghui began to understand why Mr. Du and the acting boss valued this person so much. What kind of monster was this young man?
However, for him now, wouldn't the more powerful these people be, the better? What's more to think about? The most important thing is to get down to business quickly. You must know that once Chen Qiang is rescued by the Japanese, he will definitely be tortured to begin to extract confessions.
And as a veteran agent, he certainly knows that no matter whether a person is seriously injured or not, as long as he is out of danger, there are ways to make him feel pain without harming his life.
So Weng Minghui laughed a few times, then took out some information from his briefcase and spread it on the table. Then he gave Zhou Wen a detailed introduction to the causes and consequences of Chen Qiang's serious injury and capture, and then pointed to a map and said:
"According to our inside information, Chen Qiang was sent to the Japanese Naval Hospital today. This is the blueprint of the naval hospital."
Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the drawing carefully.
The markings on the drawing are very detailed. It can be seen that the hospital is surrounded by tall walls, with a main gate and two side entrances. The hospital is a four-story rectangular building. The building is quite well designed and cannot be said to have any sense of beauty, but as a hospital
Very suitable and in line with the practical ideas of Little Japan.
Zhou Wen carefully looked at another layout map of the Japanese Navy in Shanghai. The locations of the Japanese Wusong Military Port, the two Marine Corps barracks, the Naval Club and the Naval Hospital were clearly marked on it, which saved Zhou Wen a lot of trouble.
It can be seen that the intelligence work of the Secret Service in Shanghai for more than a year has been somewhat effective. At least the drawings of the Japanese military facilities in Shanghai have been basically completed.
"Is there a ruler? Is the map drawn accurately?" Zhou Wen asked.
Then he shouted out, "Come in Ye Zi."
"The map has a scale of 1:500, and the error is not large. It was made by our experts who are proficient in cartography." Weng Minghui said.
While the two were talking, Zhang Xiaoping heard the sound and walked in.
"Come and see, immediately calculate the distance between the Marine Corps Station and the Naval Hospital." Zhou Wen ordered.
While Zhang Xiaoping was calculating the map, Zhou Wen asked Weng Minghui many questions, and the three of them discussed many details in the room.
Half an hour later, Zhou Wen looked at Weng Minghui and said: "We took this job. We will pay 200,000 U.S. dollars to save people and 150,000 U.S. dollars to silence them. No matter the price."
"Are you out of your mind because of poverty?"
When Weng Minghui heard the price, he almost jumped out of his chair, his face turned red, and he almost shouted something suppressed from his throat.
Two hundred thousand U.S. dollars, that’s almost more than eight hundred thousand dollars in cash. You dare to offer this kind of price, Ni Ma. Why the hell don’t you rob a bank?
Zhou Wen ignored it, spread his hands and said: "That's the price. It's for the sake of dealing with the Japanese, otherwise the price will double. And..."
Zhou Wen looked at Weng Minghui and said word by word: "Now pay half of it, which is 100,000 US dollars. If you don't agree, we will leave immediately."
"You..." There was a trace of blood in Weng Minghui's eyes. If he hadn't asked for help now, he would have shot the big-mouthed kid in front of him.
However, he saw a kind of indifference in Zhou Wen's eyes, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if the price he offered was not two hundred thousand US dollars, but ten or twenty dollars, and he didn't care at all.
Who the hell is this person? It’s like he’s not from the same world as him. Not only is he full of murderous aura, but he doesn’t have any emotional reaction when talking about hundreds of thousands of dollars, as if he has gold and silver in his family.
, so damn evil.
But the question is, do you have a choice?
Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped from Weng Minghui's head. That was a guaranteed exchange of two hundred thousand dollars. It was like cutting flesh on himself!
It's not that Weng Minghui never thought about it, or he simply didn't ask for help, but rushed in and killed Chen Qiang, which would save 50,000 US dollars.
The question is, can such words be said?
Moreover, the effect of rescuing Chen Qiang is much better than silencing him. At least he can make up for some of his previous mistakes when he reports to the police.
Some people may ask, does the Shanghai District of the Secret Service have so much funding?
It can be said with certainty that it is indeed impossible for Shanghai District to come up with this money.
Regardless of how great the Secret Service is in the country now, it is still relatively tight in terms of funding. Isn't it just because the Military Commission is not rich and the landlords don't have enough food left?
Moreover, now that the Secret Service is setting up a wide range of agencies and expanding aggressively, funding is even tighter. Even for the Shanghai District, the forefront of the intelligence war against the Japanese, the annual funding is less than 100,000 US dollars.
However, just because Shanghai District cannot come up with this money does not mean that Weng Minghui cannot come up with it either.
You know, since the Secret Service was established more than two years ago, it has confiscated huge amounts of property just by eradicating pro-Japanese elements and corrupt officials within the military and government in the country, a considerable part of which has been pocketed by these senior agents.
Own it for yourself.
What's more, the Secret Service is now extremely powerful. It's not up to them to say who is pro-Japanese and who is corrupt. I don't know how many of them are framed because they are jealous of other people's property.
It can be said that in the current Secret Service, all the senior officers from Dai Lilong on down are millionaires.
So Zhou Wen was sure that Weng Minghui would be able to get the money.
And Zhou Wen doesn’t think the price is expensive. No matter how expensive it is, can it be worth the lives of his brothers?
