'Team leader...' Zhang Yong hesitated.
'Speak,' Li Boqi always had a deadpan face in front of outsiders.
Everyone else was afraid of him. Including Cao Mengqi.
Only Zhang Yong was not too afraid.
Perhaps it was because he was indulgent. Indeed, he was indulgent.
He could not understand why Li Boqi indulged him. But it did feel good to be indulged.
So he would never change bosses.
Wherever Li Boqi went, he followed. Unless Li Boqi met with an accident. Death. Or disappearance.
Or if he changed sides and started killing Red Party members.
Then he would have to follow.
'We killed a lot of people from the Party Investigation Department...'
'Did they identify themselves?'
'No.'
'Then they must be collaborators with the Japanese.'
'But Ye Wansheng...'
'Ye Wansheng hasn't been here.'
'Ah...'
Zhang Yong was at a loss for a moment.
He had clearly seen Ye Wansheng. Ye Wansheng had clearly seen him too.
Why...
'We have determined that these people are Japanese spy collaborators. The evidence is conclusive. The Party Affairs Investigation Department will of course not come out and say that these are their people. Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?' Li Boqi said ominously, "They will have to swallow this loss on their own. You pretended to be ignorant, indicating that you didn't see Ye Wansheng.'
'Yes," Zhang Yong nodded as if he understood.
'Ye Wansheng is Ye Xiufeng's nephew. Since he is fine, they dare not make a fuss.'
'I understand.'
Zhang Yong nodded.
To put it bluntly, Ye Wansheng cannot be killed for the time being.
Or he cannot be killed publicly.
Otherwise, Ye Xiufeng will not let it go. After all, he is one of the backbones of the CC system.
As for the other minions, kill them if you want. The Party Affairs Investigation Department does not dare admit it yet. Otherwise, Boss Dai will put the hat of a Japanese spy on him. Haha. He will get a serious punishment even if he doesn't die.
Now Boss Dai is also a master at throwing off his hat. He has many hats in his hands, just waiting for someone to come to the door. Old Chiang also indulges Boss Dai. Letting him get rid of his enemies.
'Have you disposed of the bodies?'
'Yes.'
'Don't go out alone in the future. Take at least five people with you.'
'Yes.'
'Yihe Road is too obvious. Change to a few inconspicuous places. Let Li Jingzhi move in. Go back to different homes at irregular intervals.'
'Ah?'
'Ding Muchuan is a master assassin. You must be on his hit list by now.'
'Understood!'
Zhang Yong's face fell.
He immediately realised the danger. Ding Muchuan was the backbone of the future No. 76.
The gang from No. 76 were still very capable. Many people from the Military Union had fallen at their hands. Including top-notch operatives like Wang Tianmu.
To be honest, in the future, the 76th and the military police will have a deep-seated hatred for each other. Apart from the greater good of the country and the nation, they also have old scores to settle.
People like Ding Muchuan definitely want to use the Japanese invaders to their advantage and kill the military police. The hatred between the two sides is too deep.
'Report!'
Suddenly, someone hurriedly came.
It was Wei Yong's subordinate. He reported that they had captured another Stepponk.
'Where is the person?'
'Bring him here!'
Wei Yong shouted anxiously.
Soon, the man was brought. It wasn't a Japanese soldier.
It was someone Wang Defa had bribed. He was being used as a distraction.
'Not a Japanese soldier?'
'No.'
'Lock him up first.'
'Yes!'
The man was taken away.
The car didn't have anything of value in it.
But it didn't matter. The most valuable thing was the car itself. A first-class luxury car.
When Chen Nade comes later, the value of the Stepponk brand will soar. By then, the most famous luxury car will be two grams.
One Stepponk.
One Cadillac.
'You drive it?' Li Boqi casually asked Zhang Yong.
'No,' Zhang Yong hurriedly shook his head.
It's too showy.
It's too eye-catching.
It's easy to get targeted.
'Register it and turn it in!' Li Boqi then ordered.
He doesn't want it either.
It really is too showy. Too conspicuous.
For their line of work, being conspicuous is the greatest danger. Once they are targeted, the consequences are unimaginable.
'Team leader, I'm going to develop some photos.'
'Go!'
'Yes!'
'Take a few people with you.'
'Understood!'
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Zhang Yong then called Zhong Yang and three other agents, and drove to Huaizhou Bookstore.
This time there was no need to hide. They could go in openly.
Why? Because there is a photo studio next to Huaizhou Bookstore. He went there to have his photos developed. And to take a look at Huaizhou Bookstore.
He hoped that Boss Fang could retreat safely...
Although, this hope was very slim.
With Ye Wansheng on his tail, he probably wouldn't stand a chance of escape. The Central Government Military Control Commission was indeed professional when it came to catching the Red Party.
Soon, the car arrived at Huaizhou Bookstore.
Sure enough, there was chaos here. There were police officers maintaining order.
Huai Zhou Bookstore was in a mess. The walls were pitch black. The doors and windows were broken. It looked like an explosion had taken place. A sinking feeling came over him. Sure enough. Boss Fang had taken his own life.
Sigh...
Stop the car.
Get out.
Zhongyang carried Thomson and stood guard.
Zhang Yong walked straight up to the police.
A police chief who knew Zhang Yong hurriedly ran up.
'Detective Zhao, what's going on?'
'Zhang... Captain, arresting Red Party members!'
'Did you catch anyone?'
'I don't know. There was an explosion inside.'
'Who made the arrest?'
'They said they were from the Secret Service Headquarters.'
'Secret Service Headquarters?'
Zhang Yong was momentarily stunned. Then he reacted.
It was actually the Party Affairs Investigation Department. Its previous name was the Secret Service Headquarters.
Because the name Secret Service Headquarters was more intimidating and sounded more impressive, many people, especially their own people, liked to call themselves the Secret Service Headquarters.
People outside, including the police department, were also familiar with this name.
Later, many of the key members of the Central Government defected to the Wang Clique government, and they continued to use the name 'Secret Service Headquarters'.
'Where are they?'
'They've already withdrawn.'
'Withdrawn?'
Zhang Yong frowned.
He walked straight in. He carefully examined the scene.
He didn't find any valuable clues. The explosion seemed to have been caused by a grenade.
It was the most common kind of wooden-handled grenade. Made in the Gong County arsenal. Not very powerful. Of course, it could easily kill one or two people.
There was no blood.
And no broken human tissue was found.
Could it be...
Boss Fang is actually unharmed?
Or was he captured alive?
I hope it's not the latter...
I couldn't help but look around. Suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw someone in the crowd of onlookers bow their head.
As a reflex, Zhang Yong immediately drew his gun. The muzzle pointed at the other person.
Why did he react like that? He wasn't sure. It seemed to be a reflex. He just felt that the other person was suspicious.
'Don't move!'
Zhang Yong shouted sternly.
At the same time, he took a few big steps forward. The others then surrounded him.
The target he was pointing at suddenly turned around and ran.
'Bang!'
Zhang Yong fired into the air.
Trying to run?
You want to die!
However, the target clearly heard the gunshot, but continued to flee.
Zhong Yang and the others immediately locked onto the target and gave chase.
Zhang Yong followed behind.
Is it the Red Gang?
I don't think so.
The Red Gang wouldn't panic like this.
At this point, anyone who dares to show up at the scene must be an experienced person.
A novice would be looking for death if they showed up.
It doesn't matter if it's the Red Gang. It's just as well to catch them and educate them. It's better to avoid implicating the organisation.
'Stop!'
'Stop!'
Zhong Yang shouted.
He and Wu Liuqi were complete opposites in personality, and he liked to catch people alive.
He was about to catch up. Still, he didn't shoot. If it had been Wu Liuqi, the target would have been shot to pieces.
'Puff!'
Suddenly, someone charged out diagonally.
It was another secret agent. He knocked the target flying with one punch. Then several people pounced on him and held him down.
'I'm from the Secret Agent Headquarters...'
'I'm from the Secret Agent Headquarters...'
The target hurriedly identified himself when he saw that things were not going well.
He had seen the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at his head. If the other person pulled the trigger, he would be dead.
The other person was from the Li Xing Society's secret service. They would not be polite to people from the Secret Service Headquarters.