Chapter 440: Where is my gold?

And the chief culprit behind all this is Chen Yongren.

The boss was sound asleep, preparing to welcome tomorrow's sunset.

But tonight, someone is destined to sleep uneasily.

The boss, who was about to go to sleep, received an urgent telegram from the Songhu area.

Upon seeing this message, the boss was somewhat surprised, and his expression instantly turned solemn.

At that moment, the boss had no mind to continue sleeping.

The latest operation code name appearing in Songhu, the boss had never heard of it, and it was absolutely impossible for it to be an agent of the Military Statistics Bureau.

But who else could cause such a commotion in Songhu…

With such a commotion, it is obviously the work of a specially trained agent.

Red Party?

The boss immediately shook his head and rejected it.

The Red Party has always pursued low-key operations, avoiding the spotlight whenever possible, focusing their efforts on intelligence gathering—how could they possibly act like this?

Could it be someone from the Central Statistics Bureau?

That's also impossible.

That bunch of worthless fish from the Central Statistics Bureau—if they really could cause such a commotion, they wouldn't even fail to catch an insider.

If not the Central Statistics Bureau or the Red Party, then who is it?

Unable to figure it out, the boss could only order the Songhu area agents to continue investigating and to report any news about them immediately.

An intelligence organization not under his control suddenly appeared in Songhu.

The boss inexplicably felt a hint of danger.

To whom do they belong?

Looking at the code names before him—such as iron nail, push pin, white-cut chicken, white-cut chicken, potato, cola…

The boss's expression grew ever stranger; the code names were so casually chosen that the person behind this spy team surely lacks any skill.

Aside from overlooking this point.

This special agent team is indeed formidable.

The boss sat in his chair, lost in thought, but who exactly are they?

The Japanese had just provoked the Americans not long ago.

Then these events happened in Songhu.

Could there be some coincidence among them?

Lixing has been lurking in Songhu for a long time; perhaps he knows some clues.

The boss immediately decided to summon Chen Yongren for a talk tomorrow.

The next day.

Songhu.

The Japanese investigation into the robbers remains clueless, but since it concerns the locust army's military funds, even if they find nothing, they can only continue investigating.

But they never expected that an even bigger surprise was coming, soon to be smeared on their faces.

A certain Japanese bank.

Because Japan and the United States went to war in the Pacific, the Japanese military expenses surged, and they now need gold to ease the financial pressure.

Now, the transport ship is ready, and the military personnel are also prepared to transport the gold to Songhu.

The streets near the bank have all been placed under martial law, and the transport trucks are also ready.

"Major His Excellency, rest assured, I guarantee the gold is absolutely safe!" The bank manager bowed respectfully to a Japanese officer.

The Japanese major wore a haughty expression, impatiently urging: "Stop the nonsense, open the door quickly—this batch of gold is extremely important!"

He stared fixedly toward the vault, afraid to miss even the slightest detail.

"Yes, Major His Excellency!" The bank manager told the nearby manager: "Take out the key, we'll insert it together—I'll tell you how to turn it, and you turn it that way."

"Hai!" The bank manager nodded hastily.

The two inserted the keys into the keyhole, turned them back and forth a few times, and after this operation, the vault door slowly opened.

The bank manager quickly opened the vault door.

Everyone also turned their gaze to the vault, really wanting to know just how much gold was stored here.

But when a pile of gold appeared before their eyes, what kind of visual shock would it bring?

The Japanese major secretly resolved that, no matter what he saw later, he must firmly control his emotions and not lose face in front of his subordinates.

When the vault door was fully opened.

The empty vault presented itself before them, and everyone stared dumbfounded.

What's going on?

The Japanese major initially thought the gold was too much, blinding his eyes.

But when he rubbed his eyes and found that there was not a single piece of gold in the vault, he immediately widened his eyes, and a nameless fear welled up in his heart.

Damn it!

Where is the gold?

"Gold, I'm asking you, where did the gold go!" The Japanese major grabbed the bank manager by the collar.

The bank manager was also dazed by this scene, momentarily not knowing how to answer.

Soon, the Japanese major's gaze was drawn to a fuse on the ground emitting white smoke.

"Baka!" The Japanese major's face changed dramatically, and he casually threw the bank manager toward that bomb.

The next second.

A booming sound exploded.

The bank manager let out a miserable scream, was blown to pieces on the spot, and the nearby Japanese soldiers were also blown apart, thrown about in disarray.

The Japanese colonel lay on the ground, unconscious, his buttocks studded with countless shrapnel, who knows how many more wounds he had.

Not only this bank, but when the vault doors of the other four banks were opened, the same scene occurred.

All the gold stored in the vaults had completely vanished.

Not to mention the gold, even everything else customers had deposited in the banks was completely looted.

This incident was like a heavy bomb, directly detonating completely in Songhu.

The Japanese went mad, beginning to investigate the whereabouts of this batch of gold; the most unfortunate were the bank officials in charge.

Whether you knew it or not, anyone holding a vault key was taken to prison and tortured.

Compared to the money looted from gold shops, casinos, etc., the loss from the vaults was enormous, a true massive hemorrhage.

They still hoped to use this batch of gold as support to go to war with the Americans.

Now the gold is gone—how can we fight?

The Japanese side was in utter chaos.

Chen Yongren, however, slept soundly, sleeping until broad daylight, and even at night he dreamed of gold.

He even dreamed of sharing the gold with Lin Ke Xin.

Naturally, the ending was 'you get one, I get one'; in the end Lin Ke Xin's smile gradually froze, and Chen Yongren woke up laughing.

Looking at the small vault's newly added balance of 50 tons of gold, Chen Yongren's face grew ever happier.

Indeed.

Nothing is quicker than making money through robbery.

Neighbors hoard grain, I hoard arms; neighbors are my granary—indeed a true saying.

"Officer Chen, what makes you so happy?" Lin Ke Xin asked curiously.

The Chen Yongren before me seems to have few things that could make him scratch his head.

"A military rank promotion—of course I'm happy, A Ren't you?" Chen Yongren said deliberately.

Being reminded by Chen Yongren, Lin Ke Xin suddenly realized.

The title of Colonel Chen had already been changed from yesterday to General Chen.

Chen Yongren must be hiding something from me; otherwise, how could his rank rise so quickly, something ordinary people could never keep up with by flattery.

At the same time, Lin Ke Xin also felt that Chen Yongren was a person with considerable background.

Otherwise, relying only on his current merits, it would be difficult for him to join the ranks of generals at such a young age.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, with nothing to do, Chen Yongren continued to look at the newspaper in his hand.

Besides some news of the resistance, there were also some major international events.

The biggest of these was Riben's surprise attack on Pearl Harbor, which fully brought them into war with the Americans, and the Americans simultaneously responded, meeting Riben in battle.