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The first thousand and seventeenth entry

In the 1920s and 1930s, international airlines used airships to transport passengers around the world. The airships mentioned here are not airships, but large seaplanes.

Among them, Pan Am's Martin M-130 airship departs from San Francisco every Wednesday, passing through Honolulu, Midway, Wake Island, Guam, Manila, Macao and Hong Kong before returning to the United States.

This plane crosses half the world in a few days and can carry 8 passengers at a time. The ticket price is high, but its convenience and high speed make it popular among businessmen and wealthy people.

After completing the Anqing mission, Zuo Chong and Gui Youguang quickly rushed to Yangcheng with the help of military transportation stations, entered the British colonial port city through the port, where they changed their identities and took the M-130 airship straight to Honolulu.

This is the most important base for Americans in the Pacific Ocean, and all ships heading from the Americas to Asia will be resupplied here.

On the day they arrived, Zuo and Chong once again used fake passports to board the "Yankee" cruise ship bound for Shanghai from San Francisco.

Naming a behemoth of tens of thousands of tons "Country Buddy", I have to say that when it comes to self-deception, Uncle Sam ranks second, and no one dares to rank first.

It is worth noting that in the cruise ship's registration form, Zuo Zhong, whose pseudonym was Tomdine, and an indigenous servant who did not deserve his name had already boarded the ship in San Francisco, and were still cruise ship staff.

Money can help, let alone a captain in a capitalist country. As long as he is given enough money, the other party is even willing to sell the captain's name.

Zuo Zhong lay in the sun and drank the orange juice in one gulp, watching the seagulls flying around the cruise ship leisurely. After fighting with the Japanese in Anqing for so long, he could finally enjoy himself.

"Hi, Tom."

At this moment, a bearded man in a sailor's uniform came over with his arms around the woman and greeted her warmly, then threw his fat body onto the couch next to him. The poor couch immediately groaned in pain.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Captain."

Seeing the other person, Zuo Zhong put his right hand in front of his forehead and waved it in an American military salute. He greeted him in English with a California accent and glanced at the woman next to him.

There is a kind of professional socialite on transoceanic cruise ships. They travel around the world and develop relationships beyond friendship with first-class passengers, captains, and first mates. These are the standard "Queens of the Sea."

The gray-haired captain wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained for a while about the weather on the Taiping Ocean. Then he drove away the gorgeous Queen of the Sea lady, approached Zuo Zhong and spoke furtively.

"Ding, do you really not need to be a captain? I don't know who you are or who you are avoiding, but no one dares to be rude to an American captain.

Please rest assured that my boys are very obedient and strict with their mouths. Even if the damn Hoover is in front of you, they can still keep your secrets, God is my witness."

He solemnly raised his hands and swore an oath that even he didn't believe. If the FBI director really showed up here, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to tell the truth about how old he was when he wet the bed.

Zuo Zhong was too lazy to watch this guy's performance and waved his hands lazily, rejecting the other person's "kindness".

"No need, Mr. Captain, the third officer's identity is enough. I'm not worried about you and your crew revealing information. After all, the checks in your hands still need my confirmation, right?"

Not getting what he wanted, the captain shrugged his shoulders, took out a check with 10,000 US dollars written on it and looked at the sun, with a look of suspicion on his fat face, and asked uncertainly what the check would be.

There won't be any problem.

"Of course not, my captain. Although the check can only be exchanged for U.S. dollars in cash at the Ford Bank in San Francisco, there are also branches of the Ford Bank in Shanghai. Mr. Captain can verify the authenticity by himself."

Zuo Zhong solemnly gave his assurance, with a look of care when he spoke, as if the captain's words offended him, and then he gave the other party another reassurance.

"Besides, after this is over, I will leave this country on a cruise ship. If there is something wrong with the check, you can refuse me to board the ship. Compared with precious life, money is just a meaningless number, isn't it?"

The captain laughed dryly, carefully put the check back into his pocket, took off his pocket watch and looked at it. In another 24 hours, the "Yankee" would arrive at the public concession pier in Shanghai, and the patrol house would board the ship for inspection.

He vaguely reminded Zuo Chong that according to past practice, patrol officers would check documents, registration forms and luggage to prevent the entry of prohibited items, such as weapons and radios.

If they have these items in their luggage, he is willing to provide additional concealment services, of course, for a fee, only $500, no matter what.

Facing this American who was desperate for money, Zuo Chong still gave a negative answer. After the Anqing operation, they left the weapons they snatched to the responding military commanders.

As for the radio station, whether it is in Shanghai District or the backup intelligence network, there is no need to carry such a dangerous item with you. If the police station and the Japanese discover it, your identity will only be exposed.

Besides, in a civilized society, wisdom and money are the best tools.

In the end, the captain, who had gained nothing, walked away. After finally meeting a big customer, he failed to drain the other party's wallet. This made him very unwilling, but he couldn't buy or sell by force.

Out of business ethics, before leaving, he told Zuo Zhong that the "Yankee" would only stay in Shanghai for half a month. Once the departure time passed, he would not stay for one more minute unless...

Add money.

Zuo Zhong watched the huge figure of the American Jiaqian brother slowly walk away, and shook his head helplessly. If Hase Ryosuke were here, he would have to bow down to him.

"Mr. Third Mate."

Gui Youguang came over at some point. Strangely enough, the big bald man with his curly hair looked indescribably vulgar. Under Zuo Zhong's disgusted gaze, he asked a question.

"Do you really want to give that guy $10,000? Do you want me to give him to you when we return?"

As he spoke, his eyes showed a fierce look and he raised his eyebrows. The meaning was very clear that he was preparing to plant the other party into a lotus.

The sea breeze in Taipingyang is so strong that it is normal for a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms to be blown away occasionally. Such tragedies have not never happened.

When Zuo Zhong heard this, he became angry. It was unreasonable for someone to dare to question his noble sentiments. He immediately denounced him angrily.

"shut up!"

"Who do you think I am? Who doesn't know how I could do such a treacherous thing even if I spit on my nails? You just need to keep the information on how to disguise your identity and don't worry about other things."

After scolding the bald man righteously, he secretly thought that Zuo Jun and Miss Cheng Danli had already established a relationship and had the permission of both families.

The Zuo family also cooperated with the Cheng family to develop a gold mine in a primitive jungle somewhere in Southeast Asia. They are lacking enough labor. Is it possible...

Mr. Captain didn't know that he was about to fulfill his dream of sleeping in gold. After returning from the deck, he checked the passenger and crew registration forms again. After all, he had paid.

More importantly, if the patrolman discovers a problem, he will also have to bear the responsibility. No one wants to spend Christmas in a flea-filled cell in the patrol house in the concession.

after one day.

The "Yankee" slowly docked at the Merchant Pier in the public concession. Before the citizens who came to pick her up could cheer, a team of patrol officers and a team of Japanese military police rushed over to separate the crowd from the cruise ship.

Zuo Zhong, who had already changed into his crew uniform, was leaning against the fence, smoking a cigarette, watching the movement below as if nothing had happened, breaking open the bread and throwing it to the circling seagulls.

He is now an employee of the American Shipping Company. He would not dare to openly arrest people even if he was eight times more courageous than the police officers. Even if he was searched, he would have to accompany him with a smile on his face.

This is also true. When the Chinese patrolman who boarded the ship to inspect found out that Mr. Tomdin was the third mate, the frost on his face melted instantly.

The rules are for the lower class, how can they be applied to an American gentleman?

Let it go, let it all go!

Even Gui Youguang, who looked like a native, received preferential treatment. A native became a servant of a foreigner. He was no longer an ordinary native. He was a dog with an owner, just like those red-headed Asans in the concession.

However, the Japanese were not so easy to talk to. Whether they were crew members or passengers, anyone who disembarked from the ship had to be questioned and searched. Even Europeans and Americans were treated equally.

Since "defeating" the powerful Red Russians at Nomenkan, the Japanese have become more independent and do not even look down on ghosts and beasts.

Zuo Zhong walked down the gangway calmly, stepped onto the land of Shanghai again, and slowly came to a table.

There was a Japanese military policeman sitting behind the table, holding a pen in his hand and recording something. A shiny Nanbu pistol was placed on the table.

Seeing that the person coming was an Asian, the Japanese military policeman adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked him up and down with sharp eyes.

The person then took the passport and compared it with the registration form. After making sure it was correct, he raised his head and started asking in English with a heavy accent.

"Mr. Tomdin, are you the third officer of the Yankee?"

"Yes, Mr. Officer."

"You boarded the ship in San Francisco and planned to stay in Shanghai for half a month?"

"That's right."

After hearing this, the military police looked through the Yankee's voyage log and found that the other party's departure time was before the incident in Anqing. According to the screening conditions of the Special Committee on China, the suspicion of the other party could basically be eliminated.

Unless this Tomdin knew the magic of clones, it would be impossible for him to appear on the sea while killing people and robbing prisoners in Anqing.

However, considering that the other person had an Asian face and might have something to do with Yamashiro or the underground party, he decided to ask one more question.

"Mr. Tom, I wonder what your job responsibilities are on the cruise ship?"

After finishing speaking, the military policeman who asked the question stared closely at Zuo Zhong's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from them.

Zuo Zhong frowned and pretended to be unhappy and replied: "In charge of the life-saving and fire-fighting equipment on the cruise ship, responsible for the navigation of the ship and formulating the watch order when it is berthed. Mr. Officer, is there something wrong with my ID?"

"Of course not, this is just my personal curiosity."

The military policeman laughed, raised his hand to pick up the entry stamp and prepared to stamp it on the passport, but at the last moment, he suddenly stopped and asked another question with a smile.

"I heard that the east coast of Texas in your country blows northerly winds in winter and westerly winds in summer. Is this true?"

"No, Mr. Officer, you remembered it wrong. It should be the south wind."

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Zhong immediately gave the answer, his expression seemed very impatient, his eyes wandered around the women in the crowd, and he swallowed secretly.
Chapter completed!
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