Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 713 Let's talk about how to divide

Hearing Hunter's words, Davidson also showed a hint of worry on his face.

"Although the information on the case file is vague and unclear, I am sure that the perpetrators were Japanese." Hunter tapped the file gently and said, "Mr. Quezon has long said that the Japanese have always been eyeing the Philippines."

"Besides, I can't think of anyone else who could kidnap the head of an American observation group in Shanghai, except the Japanese."

Davidson said thoughtfully: "Mr. Hunter, do we need to ask the ambassador to protest to the Japanese Embassy?"

"Ask them to give an explanation."

Hunter chuckled and said, "Do you think those little idiots will admit it?"

"Diplomat? That's a bluffing profession. The so-called diplomacy is just a group of bandits discussing how to divide the fruits of victory."

"The difference is that if the country behind me is strong, I will have the right to speak, and if others disagree, I can beat them until they agree."

"We don't have an advantage in the current Shanghai market. Even if the ambassador is willing to come forward, those little idiots will still ignore us."

"When that happens, it will be our own face that will be lost."

Davidson didn't seem to understand, but he didn't say anything else.

"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door, and Hunter winked at Davidson.

Davidson opened the door and saw Miss Millis, the female telegraphist of the observation group, hurried in. "Mr. Hunter, I just received a telegram from Colonel Quinn, who is escorting the gold."

"They will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow night, and he hopes to complete the handover procedures tomorrow night."

Hunter's face lit up with joy. He quickly took the message from Miss Millis and read it carefully twice. His expression became a little unnatural again. He said to Davidson, "Davidson, is there any way we can get some vehicles to transport the goods?"

"Colonel Quinn hopes we can provide enough wagons and they have enough men."

"Trucks, that shouldn't be a big problem." Davidson thought, "The consulate has a few. We can borrow some from the police station in the International Settlement, the security corps, or even the city hall."

"They said the consulate was undergoing renovations and they needed to borrow some trucks to transport things."

"As for the drivers, we can spend money to find some, even if the price is higher. Anyway, we don't know whether these people can get paid after they finish the work."

Hunter nodded and said, "You're right. Let's make arrangements while there's still time."

Shanghai, Xinyi Cotton Mill, Fengqiao South Road.

This type of cotton spinning mill was the most common in Shanghai during the Republic of China period.

But because there are so many companies, the competition is fierce. Many companies go bankrupt because they do not have their own channels or advanced machines.

Xinyi Cotton Mill is one of the companies that have gone bankrupt.

"Creaky." The door of the cotton mill warehouse was pushed open, and a figure wearing a cheap suit and a hat quickly entered the warehouse.

The warehouse that was empty in the past was now crowded with people, and at a glance there were about one or two hundred people.

These people were wearing the same clothes and were adjusting the weapons in their hands.

The man walked through the crowd and ran up to the office on the second floor along the iron stairs.

"President Shimazu, there's movement at the consulate."

Although Shimazu Yoshio is still the vice president, he particularly likes to hear others call him President Shimazu. After all, the position of president will be his sooner or later.

"Mr. Kimura, any news?" In addition to Shimazu Yoshio, there was also Yamamoto Masahei of the Black Dragon Society in the office.

At this moment, they became interested instantly after hearing the words of the visitor.

"The people who were planted at the American Embassy said that Mr. Hunter's secretary, Mr. Davidson, went out today to look for a truck."

"And there are quite a few of them, probably more than ten or twenty."

Shimazu Yoshio nodded slightly and said, "It seems that the batch of gold should be arriving in Shanghai soon. They are looking for a means of transportation."

"Yamamoto-kun, now you should believe my information..."

Yamamoto Masahei looked at Kimura Yuji and said, "Kimura-kun, can the people you have stationed in the American Embassy control the time when these trucks are used?"

Kimura nodded and said, "It should be fine, although Davidson claimed that the embassy needed to be renovated and borrowed these trucks to transport materials."

"However, Pete is certain that there is no plan to renovate the interior of the embassy. Their purpose should be to transport gold."

Yamamoto Masahei nodded, turned around and smiled at Shimazu Yoshio, "President Shimazu, I have never doubted that your information was incorrect."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have transferred more than a hundred elite members of the Black Dragon Society from the Northeast to you in just five days to assist you in completing your plan."

"However, based on the intelligence we have obtained so far, the amount of this transaction does not seem to match the number you mentioned."

"You told me that the transaction amount this time was fifty tons of gold, one hundred and twenty tons of silver, and more than four hundred boxes of cultural relics."

"With so many things, a dozen trucks are definitely not enough. We need at least 40 trucks to transport them."

"Of course, you can also say that they are transporting it repeatedly, but I don't believe they would be so stupid as to waste time on such a trivial matter as transportation."

"The only possibility is that they didn't bring that much gold."

"So, should we renegotiate the price now?"

Shimazu Yoshio's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Yamamoto-kun, what do you mean now?"

Yamamoto Masahei smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just think that our Black Dragon Society has brought so many people and taken such a big risk."

"President Shimazu only took 10% to fool us. Isn't that too cheap?"

Shimazu Yoshio was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "So that's the problem. That's easy to solve. How much do you want, Mr. Yamamoto?"

Yamamoto Masahei gestured and said, "30%, no matter how much gold treasure there is, we want 30%."

"Sancheng, this price is a bit high." Shimazu Yoshio said lightly: "Yamamoto-kun, it seems that you are much greedier than I thought."

Yamamoto Masahei chuckled and said, "This is a different time. Now we have more people. As long as we keep an eye on the embassy in the United States, we can do it ourselves."

"President Shimazu, I only take 30%, which is already very cheap. How can I not be as greedy as you?"

“Hahaha.” Shimazu Yoshio laughed heartily: “Okay, what you said makes sense, then I’ll give you 30%.”

"I have already arranged the people. If the plan goes wrong, Yamamoto-kun, you should know what means I will use to deal with you."

Yamamoto Masahei said coldly: "President Shimazu, don't worry. There will be no accidents this time."

I wrote one chapter and posted it at midnight. I will continue with the rest tomorrow.