You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 333 Evil Sect
Dao Ya laughed:
"Mr. Smith, you don't consider me a friend at all. With that money, I can just let you invest in the cyanuric chloride refinery that Xiao Ai and I jointly manage. Depending on the amount, I'll give you up to 10% of the shares. What do you think?"

Smith's eyes lit up. He had always dreamed of becoming a shareholder in cyanuric chloride. If he became a shareholder in this factory, the authorities back home would definitely not let him step down from his position as governor so quickly.

The longer you can work, the longer you can make money.

Moreover, Smith knew how terrifyingly profitable the cyanuric chloride refinery was when he first harvested it; otherwise, he wouldn't have left Daoya in the office and personally gone to the handover site to oversee the goods.

"Really, Xiaoya? You really surprise me! Oh my friend, I'm so excited I don't know what to say!"

Dao Ya had a faint smile on her lips.

The cyanuric chloride refinery is already out in the open. She and Sato Ai together own 60% of the shares, of which 20% went to Koji Ida and 10% to the Navy.

Daoya originally intended for the Special Higher Police and the original agency to jointly hold the remaining 10%.

But that's no longer necessary. Now she just wants to keep Smith firmly on her side, since the underground penicillin processing plant is Daoya's base of operations.

Only when her interests were deeply intertwined with Smith's would Daoya feel comfortable distributing large quantities of penicillin.

"Alright, Smith, calm down. I think you need to prepare a contract, and then I'll arrange a time to meet with Xiao Ai so we can sign it. Once you've raised the funds, the contract will officially take effect, how about that?"

Smith nodded excitedly, and Daoya continued:
"Okay, now, I have something I'd like to ask."

"In the intelligence you gave me yesterday, you mentioned that the 76th Division is monitoring those remnants of the Qing Dynasty. I'd like to know what these remnants are up to that has caught the attention of the 76th Division. I wonder if my friend could investigate this matter and find out the truth?"

After listening to Dao Ya's words, Smith made a phone call right in front of her:
"Master Qi, I have a business opportunity with you. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the Governor's Mansion."

After hanging up the phone, Smith looked at Daoya and said:
"This old man, whose full name is Qi Dong, has quite a few antiques in his possession. It is said that he also has a large amount of gold buried underground. However, he is greedy by nature, and it seems that he can betray anyone as long as there is enough profit."

"I'm sure you, Xiaoya, already know where this person is from?"

Dao Ya nodded slightly. As a liberal arts student, Dao Ya knew about the surname Qi, which was said to be descended from the Aisin Gioro clan.

Moreover, if Qidong really does follow Smith's advice, as long as he offers substantial rewards, he might actually be able to get some interesting information out of him.

About half an hour later, Qidong arrived at Smith's office.

When he saw that there was a little girl here, Qi, who was somewhat hunchbacked and had white hair and beard, frowned:

"Governor Smith, you said you wanted to talk business with me. Could it be about this young lady?"

As the saying goes, old people become shrewd, and Qi Dong immediately saw through Smith's purpose in bringing him here today.

Before Smith could reply, Daoya looked at the activated device and smiled mockingly:
"It seems the old gentleman is unwilling to do business with a young girl like me. Smith, let him go back. I have no interest in talking to him. We can use this time to discuss the issue of cyanuric chloride raw materials."

"And as for HSBC, just deposit the money there for me."

"By the way, when are the next shipments scheduled?"

Smith was momentarily confused about what Daoya was doing.

Smith was puzzled by the way you treated him when he said, "I called the person you wanted to talk to, but you're just showing them this attitude."

However, upon hearing Dao Ya mention discussing the issue of cyanuric chloride raw materials and the recent delivery schedule, Smith immediately became interested. Just as he was about to send Qi Dong back, Qi Dong chuckled and said:
"Oh, this young friend has quite a temper. I was presumptuous. Young friend, since you came to me, let's not test each other. Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

Smith realized that what Daoya had just mentioned was all big business in Qidong's eyes.

If you deposit money in HSBC, how much money would it take for a governor to personally handle it?

In addition, Dao Ya just called him Smith. If Qi Dong still can't understand the meaning of that address, then he has lived in vain all these years.

Smith was truly surprised that a girl in her early twenties could be so cunning.

It seems I'll have to be more disciplined when doing business with Dao Ya in the future. Otherwise, if Dao Ya finds out something's wrong and the business falls through, I'll never find such a good business partner again.

Moreover, Dao Ya's background is quite special, which already made Smith somewhat wary of her.

Now that he sees how smart Daoya is, he's paying more attention to maintaining the relationship.

"Mr. Qi, please have a seat. I suddenly remembered that I still have some work to take care of. You two chat first, and I'll go and take care of it."

Smith was able to rise to the position of governor, so he must have some insight.

With him here, the discussion about Daoya and starting up is bound to fall apart.

It's best to leave the two of them enough space for this kind of shady intelligence exchange.

Seeing Smith make an excuse to leave, Qi Dong's expression also turned serious. He guessed that he probably wouldn't agree to what they were about to discuss, but...
"Elder Qi, let's get straight to the point."

Qi Dong nodded silently.

"The Revitalizing Flag Society, Elder Qi should be familiar with this organization, right?"

Qi Dong's pupils contracted slightly, but he remained silent, wanting to see how Dao Ya would proceed with the conversation.
"I only have one question. If I'm satisfied, I'll pay you $100,000 for the information!"

Qi Dong clenched his fist tightly, even his toes curled up.

Damn, $100,000 for a single piece of intelligence? What kind of intelligence could be worth that much?
For Daoya now, $100,000 is nothing.

Qidian, who had initially intended to remain silent, immediately nodded:

"As long as it's something I know, I'll sell it to you for $100,000."

Dao Ya laughed. This was exactly the effect she wanted. She was just afraid that the old man didn't care about money. Anything that could be done with money was no problem for Dao Ya now.

“Recently, the Zhenxingqi Society has been very active, buying guns and explosives. I just want to know, they probably didn’t get these things to cause trouble. I guess they’re protecting someone?”

Dao Ya didn't mention that Zhenxingqi Society was being targeted by 76. She was there to buy intelligence, not to sell it, so there was no reason for her to tell Qidong about it.

At this moment, Qidong was struggling internally.

This matter concerns the very purpose of Zhenxingqi Society since its inception. If this matter falls through, it will be a significant blow to Zhenxingqi Society.

One hundred thousand US dollars for just one piece of intelligence. Besides, they bought so many guns and ammunition. Even if they sold the intelligence to this little girl, do you think the Zhenxingqi Society, with so many people, couldn't handle a little girl?

Besides, that person came to Shanghai by cargo ship and disembarked directly at the French Concession pier. Even if this little girl wanted to cause trouble, she wouldn't have that much influence in the French Concession.

If it existed, Qidong couldn't have been unaware of it before.

Thinking of this, Qi Dong felt that it didn't matter if he sold the intelligence. If the people of Zhenxingqi Society were not properly protected, that was the problem of Zhenxingqi Society. It was because they were too incompetent. What did it have to do with him?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Qidong's old face:

"Hahaha! Little girl, what a coincidence! I happen to know the answer to your question."

Dao Ya nodded slightly:
"Don't worry, with Smith as your guarantor, once the intelligence is confirmed to be accurate, the $100,000 will be immediately transferred to your designated account, and I guarantee that no one will find out."

Qi Dong waved his hands repeatedly, smiling broadly as he said:

"Young lady, when we do business, we value integrity above all else. Whether or not someone vouches for you is irrelevant. The main thing is that I like you, so I'll sell this information!"

Daoya also laughed:

"Okay, then let's call this a gentleman's agreement. We don't need to go through any contracts or anything like that, so as to avoid any unnecessary trouble."

Qidong nodded hurriedly:
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean."

“Then Governor Smith will act as our middleman.”

Seeing Dao Ya nod in agreement, Qi Dong said with a smile:

"it is good."

“Little girl, you guessed right. They are indeed planning to protect someone who is returning from Japan. He will arrive at 3 p.m. sharp and disembark directly at the French Concession pier. His name is Na Xin. It is said that he has a very important document. After Na Xin disembarks, he will be protected by the Flag Society and taken to our territory to meet with the boss.”

While speaking, Qi Dong kept observing Dao Ya's expression, but the girl's face showed no emotion whatsoever, and her eyes remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Now Qidong realized that he had met his match, a seasoned fox!

Qi Dong was surprised that a girl who looked barely twenty years old could be so amazing. Young people these days are really not to be underestimated!
"Alright, Elder Qi, let's call Smith in. Once I confirm the information, the money will be in my account that same day."

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, young lady. I still don't know your name?"

"Dao Ya".

"Daoya!!! The biggest supplier on the black market in Shanghai?!"

Qi Dong was so surprised he almost stood up from his chair.

Now, he had no doubt about Dao Ya's financial resources, and he was also worried that the young men of the Zhenxing Qishe Society might really be ruined by this girl.

However, I then thought that this was the French Concession, and that Xin would also land there two days later. Although Dao Ya was very famous in Shanghai, she didn't have that much influence in the French Concession.

Moreover, even if Daoya and Smith have a good relationship, Qidong doesn't think Smith would choose to take action against Naxin for Daoya's sake.

Having achieved her goal for the day, Daoya is now on her way home.

Meanwhile, Dao Yan also learned from the intelligence sent by Fu Zhengguo that she was asked to investigate in Shancheng whether Ding Moqun had any information about the revitalization of the Qi Society and to keep an eye on the Nu Ai Project!

After receiving the intelligence and instructions, Dao Yan went to find Ding Moqun, but found nothing. However, Dao Yan couldn't help but recall what Dao Ya had mentioned the night before: Zhang Sanjin had indeed gone to monitor the Zhenxingqi Society's movements.

Last night, it might have been confusing, but now, comparing the different pieces of information, Dao Yan thinks that Ding Moqun has most likely obtained the information about revitalizing the Qi Society.

Inside Director 76's office, Ding Moqun looked at the newspaper in his hand, his feelings extremely complicated.

The front page headline of the newspaper was surprisingly about the Japanese releasing Kuomintang agents.

Although the content did not explain why the Japanese released Mao Sanlin, Ding Moqun knew the reason.

So he has mixed feelings right now.

The Japanese actually learned his methods, and even the Special Higher Police started to engage in economic development.

dong dong~
There was a knock on the door. Ding Moqun looked up and saw Zhang Sanjin running in, covered in sweat. Ding Moqun squinted slightly.

"Is there a problem with the information Nan Ting provided?"

Zhang Sanjin quickly shook his head:
"Nan Ting's intelligence was very accurate. We have located the Zhenxingqi Society's headquarters, but..."

Ding Moqun frowned deeply:
"But what?"

Zhang Sanjin sighed helplessly:

"Director, Zhenxingqi Society has now purchased a large amount of weaponry. You could say they're armed to the teeth. I kept watch all night last night, and six truckloads of weapons and equipment were brought into their residential area."

"Director, do you think we, with our limited manpower at No. 76, can even fill their teeth?"

Ding Moqun's lips twitched. When did so many weapons be freely traded in Shanghai, and why were they being so openly transported to the French Concession?

Even though it was late at night, there were six large trucks! Were the police officers in the French Concession blind?
"Are you sure all six trucks are loaded with weapons?"

Zhang Sanjin nodded with a bitter face:

"I'm sure. They swaggered right under our noses. I even watched them closely, and in the end, I even went over to watch them unload supplies from the truck. Putting aside the pistols, the key point is that they also bought light machine guns, grenades, and explosives."

"I checked the letter I left behind. It's a brand new Japanese-made machine with no signs of use whatsoever."

Ding Moqun felt his brain was not working properly. Had the Japanese reached some kind of agreement with the Zhenxingqi Society, and had the Zhenxingqi Society gained the support of the Japanese?

But that doesn't make sense either. Even if the Japanese supported them, that doesn't give them a reason to openly drive trucks loaded with weapons through the French Concession.

How could Smith allow such a thing to happen?

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Sanjin was a little afraid to speak, so he lowered his head and kept stealing glances at Ding Moqun out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing Zhang Sanjin's posture, Ding Moqun was certain that he knew the inside story:
"Tell me, what happened?!"

After stammering for a long time, Zhang Sanjin finally spoke under Ding Moqun's murderous gaze:

"Director, Miss Dao Ya's reputation in the French Concession is quite something!"

As he spoke, Zhang Sanjin gave Ding Moqun a thumbs up.
"Why are you bringing up Xiaoya when you're talking about arms and revitalizing the Banner Society?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Moqun choked, cold sweat pouring down his face, and his lips twitching slightly as he asked:
"You're not going to tell me that this has something to do with Xiaoya, are you?"

Zhang Sanjin revealed a smile that was more like a grimace:
“I bribed a truck driver who delivers things to Zhenxingqi Community. I heard it from him, but I don’t know if it’s true.”

“The truck driver was Japanese, and I spent a lot of money to bribe him.”

Although Zhang Sanjin said he didn't know if the first sentence was true, he was certain of the second sentence: it was definitely Dao Ya.

Even now, the thought of Dao Ya still makes Zhang Sanjin's head buzz, and unpleasant memories are gradually resurfacing.

Zhang Sanjin had always thought that his skills in disguise, concealment, and reconnaissance were absolutely outstanding. However, whenever he was in the same area as Dao Ya, Dao Ya could always spot him in the vast sea of ​​people and would affectionately call him "Fatty San."

Actually, Zhang Sanjin wasn't surprised at all that Dao Ya could cause such a big mess.

Ding Moqun was stunned for a long time after hearing this, still unwilling to believe that his little niece could do something so audacious.

“Zhang Sanjin, you have to take responsibility for what you said. I know that Xiaoya is a bit mischievous and does do some black market business, but how could she dare to do arms dealing?”

“I’ve always told her not to get involved in arms dealing, let alone our line of work. Don’t I know my niece? She’s so timid, how could she dare to do this kind of business?”

Zhang Sanjin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he heard this.

What the hell?
Dao Ya is timid?!
Zhang Sanjin felt like he had heard the biggest joke in history.

If even that young lady is timid, then Zhang Sanjin doesn't deserve to be timid at all.

Seeing Zhang Sanjin's aggrieved expression, Ding Moqun snorted coldly:
"Okay, even if Xiaoya really did have a batch of weapons, and even if she sold them, are the people in the French Concession police blind? Would they just stand by and watch six trucks loaded with weapons wandering around the streets of the French Concession?"

“Zhang Sanjin, in our line of work, you can’t just listen to hearsay. You’re really getting worse as you get older.”

Zhang Sanjin stared at Ding Moqun with a twitching mouth. He realized that Ding Moqun was a total doting father to his daughter!

In Ding Moqun's eyes, his nieces, especially his little niece Dao Ya, were his precious darlings.

Why don't you seem to care this much about Section Chief Dao? And about Zhao Xuan too?
After thinking to himself for a while, Zhang Sanjin said with a bitter face:
"Director, this is not hearsay. Miss Daoya is said to have a close relationship with the French Concession Governor Smith. Now, as long as the truck goes out to the French Concession, the driver can get a pass and is guaranteed to move freely in the French Concession. Let alone a truck full of weapons, even a truck full of Japanese military police will be fine."

Ding Moqun was completely stunned. Was this really his niece?

Several seconds later, Ding Moqun, having regained his senses, looked at Zhang Sanjin with a complicated expression:
"Zhang Sanjin, do you think there might be another person named Dao Ya in Shanghai?"

Zhang Sanjin was truly convinced this time, utterly and completely convinced.

The office fell silent for a moment, a silence so deep you could hear a pin drop.

After a long pause, Ding Moqun waved his hand, instructing Zhang Sanjin to continue monitoring. If things couldn't be accomplished, Ding Moqun gritted his teeth and reluctantly ordered that they should give up.

Zhang Sanjin felt like he had been granted a pardon and quickly left the director's office. He felt that if he continued talking to his daughter Ding Moqun, he would lose his temper.

After Zhang Sanjin left, Ding Moqun thought for a long time before picking up the phone:
"Xiao Dao, have Ah Xuan bring Xiao Ya home for dinner tonight. Yes, okay, that's settled then."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Moqun frowned. If the weapons were indeed sold by Dao Ya to Zhenxingqi Society, then Dao Ya's power was terrifying.

Even Smith from the French Concession gave Dao Ya face, and Ding Moqun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he had never wanted Dao Ya to get involved in the secret service, if it were true, Ding Moqun wouldn't mind letting Dao Ya work for 76.

The truth is, after Zhao Xuan left, Ding Moqun really didn't have many useful and competent subordinates left.

Dao Ya's network of connections is an absolute game-changer!

Number 76, Office of the Head of the Telecommunications Department.

After hanging up the phone, Dao Yan walked to the window and stood there, her gaze blank, her thoughts drifting far away.

Ding Moqun suddenly asked him to bring Zhao Xuan and Xiao Ya home for dinner. Tonight's dinner is probably not going to be so simple.

When Dao Yan left Ding Moqun's office earlier, she ran into Zhang Sanjin, who was returning from a mission.

It seems that tonight's meal is related to the intelligence that Zhang Sanjin brought back.

Moreover, Ding Moqun specifically instructed that Xiaoya be brought along. Could it be that Ding Moqun's target tonight is Xiaoya, and he and Zhao Xuan are just incidental?
Dao Yan slowly exhaled and grabbed her coat and trench coat, deciding to leave early and go find Zhao Xuan to discuss things before heading back to Ding Moqun's house together.

In a secret room behind the Guanghua Bookstore on Hankou Road in Shanghai.

Wang Shuyu was also somewhat surprised when she read today's newspaper.

The Japanese actually released Mao Sanlin.

Sun Jianzhong was quite indignant about this, as the Military Intelligence Bureau actually made a deal with the Japanese, and what's more, it was people they were trading.

"When did the Special Higher Police start using the methods of the 76th Division? It's no different from kidnappers demanding ransom."

Wang Shuyu smiled slightly upon hearing this:
"Uncle Sun, if it were someone else, perhaps the Japanese wouldn't have done this."

"Mao Sanlin was actually of little value in the hands of the Japanese."

Sun Jianzhong looked at Wang Shuyu with suspicion. Mao Sanlin was the deputy stationmaster of Shanghai Station. It was even mentioned in the newspapers. A deputy stationmaster, how could he not be of great value?

Seeing Sun Jianzhong's puzzled look, Wang Shuyu smiled and said:

"First, Mao Sanlin was arrested, but he would never defect to the Japanese; second, what Mao Sanlin was to do was lead a team to assassinate traitors and Japanese devils. The Japanese faced this kind of thing every day. Mao Sanlin was just one of many people. His mission was so clear that the Japanese didn't even know how to interrogate him after he was arrested. Therefore, Mao Sanlin's value to the Japanese was really like a chicken rib."

Sun Jianzhong shook his head:
"No, no, Shuyu, he's the deputy stationmaster of the Shanghai station. The Japanese captured him, so they had to do everything they could to get specific information from him about the location of the mountain city and the Shanghai station, as well as the organizational structure. How can you say he's like a chicken rib?"

After putting down the newspaper, Wang Shuyu smiled and said:

"Even we know that the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station is hidden in the French Concession. Uncle Sun, do you think the Japanese don't know that?"

(End of this chapter)