Chapter 702 Disguise Reconnaissance
Chapter 702 Disguise Reconnaissance
"The second step is to forge a counterfeit fiat currency template and prepare to print a large number of counterfeit banknotes to release into the market, completely destroying the fiat currency's credit system. Currently, this template has not been completely counterfeited, but success is not far off. We have people who have infiltrated their internal organization and are keeping an eye on the progress of the template counterfeiting."
"The counterfeit templates and the place where the counterfeit banknotes were prepared were at the Sanyo Mold Foundry in Yangshupu. It was a mold foundry founded by a wealthy Japanese businessman. It has now been completely requisitioned by the Japanese. The specific situation inside is still unclear."
"If you want to take action, we can find a way to figure out the mold factory's internal defense measures, building layout, and terrain and then hand it over to you. However, we will not participate in any action and are only responsible for providing intelligence!"
"If you intend to carry out sabotage operations, you must notify us in advance so that our people can evacuate in time to avoid being accidentally injured by our own people!"
"The third step of Plan C is the issuance of Central Reserve Bank Notes. I've heard they're already preparing to begin implementation, and the banknotes are being printed in large quantities. Some wealthy businessmen and gang leaders in the concession who defected to the Japanese have exchanged their legal tender for a batch of notes to show their loyalty. This is clearly paving the way for the official and full-scale issuance of Central Reserve Bank Notes!"
"In addition, I received news that in addition to Plan C, they have also prepared a backup plan to disrupt our economic and financial order. I don't know the specific content of this backup plan yet!"
Lao Cui's heart surged with emotion after hearing this, but his expression remained unchanged. He said, "I understand. Regarding the situation at the Sanyo Mold Foundry, please quickly clarify the situation and provide me with the defenses, building layout, and topography. If we take action, we will notify you in advance so that your people can take reasonable and non-suspicious measures to evade it in time."
"Regarding the backup plan for Plan C, I hope you can continue to inquire. If you have any news, please inform me in time!"
"Okay, I will!" agreed the brooch beauty.
After the dance ended, the men and women on the dance floor were very gentlemanly and polite. They thanked each other and then parted ways.
Lao Cui did not leave in a hurry. He returned to his seat, drank half a glass of wine, and invited another lady who was alone to dance with him before leaving slowly.
It was already late at night when Da Lei received the notice. He arrived at the meeting place - a teahouse - early the next morning. The waiter led him to the last private room on the second floor, opened the secret door of the private room, and led directly to a room in the backyard of the teahouse.
At this time, Lao Cui was bending over and looking at a map spread out on the table with a magnifying glass.
"Lao Cui, Da Lei is coming!"
The guy walked out after he finished speaking.
Da Lei walked over and asked, "Secretary Cui, do you have any instructions for me?"
Lao Cui stood up, put down his magnifying glass, and turned to Da Lei. "The Japanese are going to great lengths to defeat us. They recently came up with Plan C. The first step is to forcibly devalue the French currency in the occupied areas. The second step is to counterfeit the French currency template and prepare to print a large number of counterfeit currency to disrupt our economy and financial markets."
"Thanks to the efforts of our comrades, we have now figured out the location where the Japanese counterfeited the legal tender templates and prepared to print counterfeit banknotes. It is here - Yangshupu Sanyo Mold Foundry."
Da Lei followed Lao Cui's finger and looked at the map. He saw the words "Sanyo Mold Foundry" and the surrounding terrain. He looked up and said, "Secretary Cui, give me the order!"
Lao Cui said, "I want you to find out the working hours of this mold foundry, the lunch break time, the time when the food procurement staff and raw materials purchase arrive and the time when the finished products leave the factory, as well as the inspection situation of the security guards!"
"Understood!" Da Lei agreed, then asked, "Don't you want to find out more about the internal situation of this foundry?"
Lao Cui shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous for you to sneak in alone. If you make any noise, you'll alert the enemy. As for the task of finding out the internal situation, I have other arrangements! You only need to be responsible for the things I just explained."
"understand!"
There are more than a dozen factories on both sides of the street where the Yangshupu Sanyo Mould Casting Factory is located, with different sizes of factories. Some of them are in booming production, with workers busy all day and machines running day and night; while some factories are not doing well, with not many workers, and when they are working, there is sometimes work to do and sometimes nothing to do.
In the afternoon, there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on this street.
At this time, a man wearing a gray-white sleeveless shirt, a tattered straw hat, and a pair of old cloth shoes was walking on the street, pulling a cart with several bundles of waste cardboard he had just collected on it.
As he slowly pulled the cart, he shouted, "I'm collecting junk—waste paper, scrap metal, old pots and pans, broken radios!"
"Collecting junk—collecting junk—"
When they pulled the cart to the gate of Sanyo Mould Foundry, the rag collector increased his shouting. This man was none other than Da Lei, whom Lao Cui had met in the morning.
Just as Da Lei was about to leave the Sanyo Mold Foundry with his cart, the door of the nearby gatehouse opened and a man came out and shouted, "Hey, come here. I have some unwanted junk here. I'll sell it to you if the price is right."
Hearing the shout, Da Lei stopped, turned around and walked to the gatehouse with his cart. He put down the handle of the cart, picked up a scale and a weight, and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of junk do you want to sell?"
"You, come with me, I'll show you around!" said the plainclothes Japanese guard.
"Hayi, Hayi" Da Lei bent down repeatedly to agree.
He followed the plainclothes Japanese guard into the guard room and saw at a glance that in addition to the guide, there were three other plainclothes Japanese guards.
With just a glance, he could tell that these men were trained and had pistols on their waists.
Da Lei was taken to a storage room where there were a lot of waste cardboard and other miscellaneous items.
"That's all. Please sort them out first and see how much I'll give you!" said the plainclothes Japanese security guard, pointing at the miscellaneous items in the utility room.
"Hayi, please wait a moment, I will sort it out soon!"
Da Lei put down the scale beam and weight and started working. It took less than ten minutes to finish it.
"This pile of waste paper is 1 cent a pound, a total of 35 pounds, which is 35 cents. And this pile of rusty wire is 6 pounds... and these broken electrical wires... a total of 2.6 yuan. Is that okay with you?"
"Okay, okay, okay, just give me money and you can move out!" The plainclothes Japanese guard waved his hand.
"Okay." Da Lei quickly gave two dollars and sixty cents, and loaded the garbage and scraps onto the cart in three batches. During this time, he saw plainclothes soldiers patrolling everywhere in the factory from time to time.
After leaving the Sanyo Mold Foundry, Da Lei muttered to himself that the security here was indeed very tight.
Just a moment ago, he had already roughly observed the architectural layout and terrain inside the factory, but he could not tell in which building the Japanese were making counterfeit molds and printing counterfeit money.
The task assigned to him by Lao Cui has not been completed yet, and he has to continue observing nearby.
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