Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 126 Useless Strategic Intelligence

The Six Nations Hotel is equipped with Otis elevators, hand-pull doors, and a semicircular mechanical floor indicator on the top of the door frame.

This elevator requires a special traction machine room, and because the operation is relatively complicated, a special person is needed to "operate" the elevator.

With a buzzing noise, the elevator slowly reached the sixth floor.

The elevator attendant untied the rope from the safety clamp so that the elevator door could be opened.

The sixth floor has separate meeting rooms, small private rooms and a small banquet hall.

Delmo led Lin Ze to a room on the east side, knocked on the door, went in and said something.

Then he came out and nodded to Lin Ze, "Mr. Lin, you can go in. Madam Angelina is waiting for you inside."

"Thanks, Old Dai."

Delmo curled his lips, bowed and left.

After entering, I saw a small hall of about two hundred square meters.

The interior is decorated entirely in Tsarist Russian style. There is an Easter egg on the table against the wall, but it does not look like the precious Fabergé egg, but a replica.

There are various oil paintings hanging on the walls, including landscapes and portraits.

Lin Ze looked around, but didn't recognize anyone.

There is a row of sofas on the south side of the room.

Angelina was wearing a long dress with intricate patterns and lying lazily on the sofa, looking like a noble lady.

There were a few White Russian women around seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed as servants, serving her attentively.

Some were massaging their legs, some were feeding them fruit, and some were carrying small copper basins.

This woman really knows how to enjoy herself!

Lin Ze nodded at her, "Madam, Lord Kitahara Ransuke sent me to see you. I heard that you have something we want."

Angelina laughed nervously, "Lin Ze? You're very interesting. As for what you said, is this it?"

As she spoke, she turned a maid next to her around, lifted her face with her hands, and made her face Lin Ze.

You know what, unmarried Maomei is still very beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, beautiful eyes, and long light golden hair.

It was obvious that this girl was not from an ordinary family. Even though she was being pinched roughly by Angelina, she still looked quite charming with her frown on her face and pitiful look.

Lin Ze couldn't help but think of the famous "Swallow" in later generations.

I wonder if the big brother in the north has started training female agents now.

Seeing that Lin Ze was unmoved, Angelina was somewhat dissatisfied.

She looked at the girl whose face she was pinching, "Elena, I'll give you a cigarette to make this gentleman like you. Otherwise, guess which whip I will use to teach you?"

Damn, Angelina is a pervert!

Elena shuddered when she heard this, and Angelina let go of her hand at the right time.

I saw this girl with beautiful blonde hair and wearing a slim maid outfit slowly crawling towards Lin Ze.

She raised her head, her eyes always looking at Lin Ze, with both pleading and desire in her eyes.

"Ma'am, if there is nothing valuable, I will go back first."

Angelina, who was holding a glass of red wine in her hand, chuckled, “Elena, you really have no charm.”

Then she sat up, put the red wine on the coffee table in front of her, and clapped her hands.

The maids retreated in a well-trained manner, and the one named Elena even looked back at Lin Ze before leaving.

Yeah, quite sad.

Lin Ze walked to the sofa, sat down, opened the cigar box on the coffee table, picked up the cigar cutter from the golden plate, trimmed it carefully, and finally lit it with a birch match.

Angelina watched all this with interest.

"Lin Ze, it's interesting. There's not much information about you. You came to Peking more than a year ago. Well, as a young man, you were promoted very quickly. You have a close relationship with a businessman named Miyamoto Ichiro, and you are also a close friend of the deputy director of the Beijing Police Department..."

Angelina stops because Lin Ze pulls out a gun and points it at her head.

Then, Lin Ze slowly moved the muzzle of the gun down and stuffed it hard into Angelina's mouth.

"Madam, the Military Police Command is interested in your intelligence, not in you. If you continue to show off your poor investigative skills or tease me again, this gun will go off accidentally, and the Military Police Command will punish me, but will not kill me. Do you understand?"

[Ding! Host threat detected, information consulting agency leader, reward: Toddman's diary fragment]

Angelina laughed and actually stuck out her tongue and twirled it around twice.

She tilted her head, then took out her handkerchief and wiped the pistol.

"Very interesting, Lin Ze, I'm beginning to be interested in you."

Afterwards, Angelina stood up, went to the wine cabinet and poured two glasses of whiskey, then came back charmingly and handed one to Lin Ze.

"Since you are so anxious, let's get straight to the point. I have learned that the Red Russians intend to provide low-interest loans to Jinling and help build an aviation material supply station."

"What is the source?"

Angelina crossed her legs, put a foreign cigarette into the long ivory holder, lit it and took an elegant puff.

"Lin Ze, although I am very interested in you, this does not mean that I will tell you the source of this information."

Lin Ze cursed in his heart, this stinky woman.

"If you don't tell me the source, how can I judge the authenticity of the information?"

"Hehe, Lin Ze, I have been in the intelligence business for many years and have never deceived anyone with false intelligence."

Lin Ze guessed in his heart that Angelina should be the center of a loose intelligence network distributed in the Far East.

She is said to be the center because she is able to convert the intelligence collected from various channels into money, which in turn drives the operation of this loose intelligence network.

The reason why it is loose can be seen from Angelina's style of doing things. These people do not have any military or political goals. They exchange intelligence with each other purely for money.

You know, both Tianjin and Beijing and Shanghai used to be intelligence centers in the Far East. Intelligence personnel from various countries have frequently been active here, and countless intelligence has passed through their hands.

Lin Ze drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp.

"Ma'am, what do you want?"

Angelina also became serious. "Ten thousand dollars, or the equivalent in other currencies. If you have intelligence of equal value, I can consider exchanging it."

What a fucking lion's mouth!

What is the concept of ten thousand dollars?

That’s nearly nine kilograms of gold!

If Angelina provided a detailed list of all personnel at the Peking Station and offered $10,000, the Military Police Command would buy it without hesitation without even blinking an eye.

But Angelina's intelligence is purely strategic. What does it mean to the Military Police Command?