Central is the political and commercial center of Hong Kong. Not only is the Hong Kong Governor's Office, the garrison and other government departments located here, but it is also covered with banks, shopping malls and hotels. It is the most prosperous area in Hong Kong.

George Hotel is one of them, it is also one of the most luxurious and luxurious hotels in Hong Kong.

At nine o'clock in the evening, two black cars slowly stopped at the gate of George Hotel. The door opened and several guards got out of the car first. Then Ning Zhiheng and Ji Hongyi walked down.

Leaving the other personnel to guard the vehicles, the two of them stepped into the hotel, walked through the lobby under the guidance of the waiter, and walked up the stairs.

At this time, a man in the corner of the hall looked at their backs, immediately stepped forward a few steps, came to the service desk, picked up the phone and called out, the phone was quickly connected, he whispered a few words, and then put down the phone.

On the other side of the phone, in a high-end suite at George Hotel, a sturdy man put down the phone and turned to report to Yong Fenghui who was sitting on the sofa: "Miss, the guest is here!"

Upon hearing this, Yong Feng got up and came to the window, looked around, then turned to his assistant Nie Xin and asked, "How many people are coming?"

"It's just two people, but they still have people outside." Nie Xin replied.

"Two people?" Yong Feng nodded and returned to the sofa to sit down.

Nie Xin thought Yong Feng was worried about safety issues and whispered: "Miss, I have arranged enough staff around me so there will be no problems with safety."

Yong Feng smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "I don't have to worry about this. I have been dealing with Lao Chen and the others for so long. Most of our information has been sold to them over the years. To be honest, their reputation is absolutely fine, and the price has always been fair. Besides, this time they asked me for it, I was just a little strange. I only made an appointment with one person on the phone. It was Lao Chen's assistant. Why is there one more person now?"

"The other may be his escort. Hong Kong is not Shanghai after all, and this is our territory. It is understandable that they are careful." Nie Xin guessed.

The two of them were talking when the knock on the door outside sounded.

"Come in!"

A bodyguard led Ning Zhiheng and the others in, and withdrew at Yong Feng's instructions.

Yong Feng stood up and looked at the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that Ning Zhiheng was standing in front of Ji Hongyi and facing her directly. Obviously, this was the real person who met him.

She turned to look at Ji Hongyi on the side, and couldn't help but ask, "Old Zhao, who is this person?"

Of course, they could not use their real names, even "Yong Feng" was the same, but her pseudonym. Ji Hongyi always used "Lao Zhao" as her pseudonym during the intelligence market activities.

At this time, when he heard Yong Feng’s inquiry, he quickly stepped forward and extended his hand to introduce: "Miss Yong, this is my boss, Mr. Lin! This time I was visiting him in person and did not notify you in advance, please forgive me!"

"Mr. Lin?" Yong Feng's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look at the man opposite him carefully.

I saw the man in front of me in his thirties, with a tall figure, a pair of black-framed glasses and neat short beards. He looked like a teacher at first, but his eyes were like a sharp sword. A hint of sharpness flashed between his eyes, which made people feel chilled.

She is also an old man in the intelligence market. She is well-informed with each other and is not unfamiliar with the name "Mr. Lin".

In fact, they all know that the leaders of these Chongqing agents are not the "Old Chen", "Old Chen" and his assistant "Old Zhao", but they are just representatives of this force.

And behind them, there is a more mysterious person. The person who is the pseudonym "Mr. Lin" is the real person in charge.

However, Mr. Lin has always been a dragon who has never seen the end. Over the years, unless it is a military intelligence that is particularly important for trading, it will never appear in the intelligence market. So far, only Phillips and Anderson have seen this person. Other intelligence dealers have only heard of him but not seen him. It is extremely mysterious.

Yong Feng did not expect that this mysterious figure would suddenly appear today and contact her directly. This made Yong Feng feel a little nervous. She secretly calmed down. It seemed that the Chongqing government attached great importance to the matter of drawings, and the boss behind the scenes also appeared in person.

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly, nodded, and said in a harmonious voice: "I have long admired Miss Yong's name. Lin has been interested in getting to know each other. Today I will take the liberty to see you, so please forgive me!"

Yong Feng quickly made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, I have heard of your reputation for a long time. I have only seen my true face today. It's such a great honor. Please sit down!"

The two sides exchanged a few greetings and each took their seats. Ning Zhiheng did not take a turn and asked directly: "Miss Yong, you know my purpose. I don't know if there is any new progress on your investigation of the drawings? If so, please tell us, the price is easy to discuss!"

Yong Feng naturally came prepared. She nodded and said, "Mr. Lin is so happy. OK. I don't talk much nonsense. I have gained something in the past few days since I returned to Hong Kong. I'll trade with you as soon as there is news."

Ning Zhiheng was excited when he heard this. As he expected, Yong Feng had indeed made new progress. He smiled and said, "Miss Yong has a way, I'll listen attentively!"

Yong Feng continued: "This is the thing. Our intelligence was a bit lagging behind before. When I returned to Hong Kong, I realized that the British's actions were not completely unrealized. They still succeeded in one of the drawings."

Ning Zhiheng was shocked when he heard this, thrust his body, and quickly asked: "Has the British succeeded? Which drawing is it?"

"It's the drawings of the aviation torpedo."

Fortunately! Ning Zhiheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Things were not at the worst. Among these two drawings, what he was most worried about was the drawing of the G-type engine. This is his real goal. As for the other drawing of the aviation torpedo, the value of the drawing is relatively poor. It doesn’t matter if you can get the best, but it doesn’t matter if you can get it.

He asked again: "Can you tell me the specific situation?"

"certainly!"

Yong Feng did not keep it a secret, and then said, "The British found a drawing and film in Naoto Yanagawa's personal belongings, but after inspection, they found that it was just a drawing of an aviation torpedo. As for the drawings of the new engine, the whereabouts of the new engine are still unknown.

Without progress, the British set up a trap and deliberately evacuated the personnel guarding the Notting cruise ship, seducing the Japanese to take the bait. Sure enough, in the early morning of four days ago, the Japanese sent people into the dock and tried to search Naoto Yanagawa's room. They were ambushed. All five agents were arrested, three dead and two injured. However, after the interrogation, they found out that the Japanese did not know the specific whereabouts of the drawings."

Ning Zhiheng knew about this news, but the specific situation was far less clear than Yong Feng knew. He had always been worried that the Japanese would succeed and the drawings would eventually fall into the hands of the British. Now that he heard the news about Yong Feng, he felt a little relieved.

Hearing the word, nodded and said, "Miss Yong is so well-informed. Now it seems that the whereabouts of the engine drawings are still a mystery, and we still have a chance."

Speaking of this, he paused and then asked, "Is it just this? Miss Yong has been in South China for so long, and Hong Kong is your territory. I think Ms. Yong should have other gains, right?"

Yong Feng smiled with a reserved smile: "It's true. Besides, Mr. Lin appeared in person today. Of course, I can't be so shabby when I took action. To be honest, I got the microfilm of the aviation torpedo drawings from the British. I wonder if you are interested?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Ning Zhiheng and Ji Hongyi couldn't sit still. They really didn't expect that this would be the result of this meeting.

Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but look at Yong Feng again. This woman seemed weak and petite, but her energy was so great that it was beyond his imagination. In such a tense situation, she could still get the drawings and film from the British, which really made him look at her with admiration.

"Miss Yong is a good method!" Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up and whispered, "Of course I'm interested. I've said a long time ago that as long as you can find the drawings and the price is easy to negotiate. As long as you speak, I will never bargain!"

Yong Feng immediately bent his eyebrows and said happily: "Mr. Lin is generous and worthy of being a big boss. To be honest, in the intelligence community, I will submit to your Chongqing government. I have vision and courage, and do things with ease."

Speaking of this, she thought for a while and offered a price: "150,000 US dollars!"

150,000 US dollars! Ning Zhiheng looked at Yong Feng with some surprise. To be honest, compared with the technology of aviation torpedoes, the price mentioned by Yong Feng is very fair.

He asked softly: "Miss Yong, this price is indeed very sincere. I have no problem. However, I want to figure out whether this is a copy of the backup drawing?"

Yong Feng nodded and said, "It is indeed a copy of the drawings and film. There is the original version in the British."

No wonder Ning Zhiheng understood when he was aware that the drawings in Yong Feng’s hand were copied from the British by means, so that the value of the drawings would be halved.

This is somewhat inconsistent with Ning Zhiheng's original intention. His best plan is to get exclusive drawings so that they can be used to negotiate prices with the British government. If the British have the original version in their hands, what price should they discuss?

Looking at Ning Zhiheng's disappointed expression, Yong Feng continued to explain: "Mr. Lin, I have paid a huge price for this copy of the drawing. If the original version is really stolen, the British intelligence department will not be able to rest. I still have to make a living here, and I can't help it!"
Chapter completed!