Huo Yueze then realized that this foreign devil was actually an intelligence broker, and an international intelligence broker at that, with an astonishingly arrogant tone.
Huo Yueze wasn't too surprised by this. Shanghai was the largest metropolis in the Far East and a paradise for Western adventurers. It housed concessions and consulates of major world powers, and intelligence agencies from all sides gathered here. It could be said that the final point of convergence for intelligence brokers operating in China was Shanghai.
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that Shanghai is the center of China's intelligence market!
“Philip, I didn’t expect you to offer this kind of service. However, I don’t need any intelligence at the moment. If I do need it, I will let you know!” Huo Yueze nodded and said.
He was naturally shrewd; he wouldn't believe Phillips's words simply because they were uttered. Did he know whether the information Phillips sold him was true or false? Was the price high or low? Was it unique? Was it timely?
These all require in-depth understanding. In fact, Ning Zhiheng had already instructed Huo Yueze to integrate into the Shanghai intelligence market as soon as possible and make the most of it. Money is the most powerful weapon in the world. Some top-secret intelligence of great value does not necessarily have to be obtained from within the enemy's ranks!
Phillips noticed his hesitation and then explained, “Chen, I know you don’t trust me, but I can act as your guide to further contact the intelligence network in Shanghai. Don’t doubt me, because we have a common enemy: the Japanese! If you need anything, contact me, and I can introduce you to some friends, but on the condition that I, as the middleman, take a 20% commission!”
"Aren't you afraid we might be Japanese?" Huo Yueze asked with a smile.
"Why would the Japanese need to come to me for explosives? They don't even use Browning pistols," Phillips said casually, pointing to the list. "TINTI is a highly efficient explosive specifically used for mining and demolishing buildings. Browning pistols and steel-core bullets are specifically used for assassination. You're from Nanjing, aren't you?"
These veteran intelligence agents are all cunning and resourceful, Huo Yueze cursed inwardly. He thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll contact you immediately if I need anything. I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."
After shaking hands and saying goodbye, Huo Yueze and Ji Hongyi turned and walked out of the villa. A team of action team members were hiding outside to meet them. They got into a car and drove away quickly.
"Are these foreigners really that resourceful? How could they get intelligence on the Japanese?" Ji Hongyi asked, sitting in the back seat, somewhat puzzled.
"Money makes the world go round! The Japanese love money too, but I need to take another look and make a decision after consulting with the station chief." Huo Yueze prioritized prudence in his actions, and he wanted to consult with the station chief before making any decisions on such matters.
Ji Hongyi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Send someone to follow this foreign devil and see who he is in contact with, find out the intelligence network behind him, and we can also make contact and learn about it ourselves."
Huo Yueze's heart skipped a beat. This was not a bad idea. He thought about it carefully and finally said slowly, "Let's wait and see. This person is the military attaché of the American consulate. He dares to speak so frankly to us. He is naturally fearless because of the power behind him. We are hiding in the concession now. There is no need to make things difficult for them. Once things get out of hand, it will be hard to clean up the mess!"
Ji Hongyi nodded after listening and said no more.
The next morning, Ning Zhiheng rubbed his tired face in his room at the Spring Hotel and said disappointedly, "We've been watching all night, but the guards are just as tight as during the day, with no loopholes. We simply can't sneak in. We have to redesign our previous plan."
Ning Zhiheng sneaked out of the hotel alone last night and spent the whole night observing from a distance at the gates of several warehouses, but he couldn't find a way in, which shows how much the Japanese valued these three military warehouses.
Yi Hua'an, who was standing to the side, handed a glass of milk and a few slices of bread to Ning Zhiheng and said softly, "Station Chief, I thought about it all night yesterday and I have an idea. What do you think?"
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