Chapter 82: Safety First

Showa 7, which is 1932.

It seems that Lin Xiaoyan (Uekawa Kyoko)'s arrival was not long. The time to contact Vice Commander Yang should be even shorter.

It should be said that her goal is very clear.

From the side, you can see the strategy of the Japanese spy—starting to contact the top of the military and police.

And Wang Yuangui, the staff officer at the police headquarters. What they are providing the Japanese spies with is military intelligence. This shows that the Japanese spies have needs.

If we say that people like Sanada Hiroyuki, who infiltrated early, were digging deep holes and stockpiling food, then the Japanese spies behind them have a more obvious purpose.

They are here for the military and politics.

The Japanese are sharpening their fangs and becoming more and more greedy.

They have seized the Taiwan Island, the Korean Peninsula, and the three provinces of Northeast China, and they still want more. They are currently stirring up trouble in North China.

The Songhu area is not peaceful either. There are more and more Japanese in Hongkou...

I'm annoyed.

Fortunately, I know that we can win in ten years...

'Where is everyone?'

'Where is everyone?'

It's noisy outside. But there are soldiers arriving all the time.

They were all from the garrison headquarters. But there were two groups of people. One group was sent by Commander Qian. The other group was sent by Deputy Commander Yang.

Well, Zhou Yang and Liu Bo had each reported to their own superiors.

Then each of their superiors sent people to take Wang Deling away. And of course, all the money and valuables.

Wang Deling was unimportant. What was important were all the foreign currency, banknotes, US dollars and British pounds.

No sooner had they appeared than a colonel appeared from both sides.

Goodness, there were five or six hundred of them. All of them heavily armed.

With this kind of spirit, they could retake Hongkou.

'Commander Qian...'

'Deputy Commander Yang...'

'Wang Deling is the person we from the Lixing Society want to arrest...'

The situation began to spin out of control.

There was a bit of chaos.

Zhang Yong saw that things were not good and hurriedly called someone.

Finally, he managed to find Li Boqi. He reported the situation. 'They want to kidnap someone.'

'I'll report to the boss first!' Li Boqi said slowly, 'Don't move. Don't do anything. And don't say a word. It's best to hide far away.'

'So much money, and you're not going to take the silver notes, US dollars, or British pounds?'

'Do you want to die?'

'At least you should give us half. It's the person we're after...'

'You're dreaming. Half. There are so many soldiers there, you dare to split it in half. Come back. This is not something you can meddle in. Boss Dai has to give them face.'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone reluctantly.

Damn it, a big fat sheep was just snatched away like that.

That was the Japanese spy I discovered...

This Wang Deling, running over here to do nothing. Throwing himself into the net!

But there was nothing he could do. The situation was beyond his control.

As he watched more and more heavily armed soldiers emerge, he knew it was hopeless.

You dare to fight the garrison headquarters?

How many people are you? How many guns do you have? Even if the entire Lixing Society came together, they would not be enough to take on an entire regiment.

The others had light and heavy machine guns and mortars. You wouldn't stand a chance.

'Where are the people?'

'What's going on?'

'The people...'

In the midst of their frustration, Cao Mengqi arrived with his men.

Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and the others also arrived. Seeing so many soldiers, they were all very surprised.

'Let's go. We're done here.'

'What's going on?'

'The people from the Garrison Command have taken over. They'll take the people away. Let's go catch the other Japanese spies!'

'Huh?'

Cao Mengqi and the others were stunned.

Zhang Yongsan explained briefly and clearly. They also dismissed the idea of taking the people away.

Apparently, this Wang Deling, along with his wealth, including the Desheng Flour Mill, had now become the property of the Garrison Command. No one could take it away.

It was possible to fight with the Party Affairs Investigation Department. But it was absolutely impossible to fight with the Garrison Command.

'Other Japanese spies? What Japanese spies?'

'A man called Hu Bin...'

Zhang Yong gave a brief introduction.

At the moment, Zhou Yang and Liu Bo obviously didn't have the time to continue pursuing Hu Bin.

Only the secret service of the Lixing Society could personally intervene.

However, the military vehicle of the garrison headquarters could still be borrowed.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

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Get in.

Start the car.

Continue driving in circles.

It was already late at night. The streets were deserted.

Although there was no curfew, except for some busy and lively areas, the rest of the city was empty.

Occasionally, I saw a few dark figures, but they were just young hooligans hanging out. They disappeared as soon as they saw the military vehicles.

We passed the Jiuzhongtian nightclub.

It was still very lively here. It seemed like a city that never sleeps.

There were many glamorous women in cheongsams standing at the entrance, welcoming guests from all directions.

It really was a den of iniquity.

We then passed the Meihua Theatre. It was also a den of iniquity and a city that never sleeps.

There were many red dots.

They were all Japanese. But they didn't hide it.

These Japanese people swaggered in and out as if they owned the place.

Ordinary people were afraid to get into conflict with them.

They were all in groups. Many of them had short knives stuck in their waists.

They could kill people.

They could kill themselves.

The patrolling police also turned a blind eye.

The Japanese at this time were indeed arrogant. Ordinary people simply didn't dare to provoke them.

Even within the concession, the Japanese were becoming more and more powerful. The last time I had a chat with Zhu Yuan, he mentioned that the new police commissioner would probably be Japanese.

The police commissioner set up under the Public Works Bureau is equivalent to the boss of the concession constables. It's the biggest one. If the Japanese occupy this position, you can imagine what kind of consequences it will bring.

A large number of Japanese seriously interfered with Zhang Yong's judgment.

Because the map showed no discrimination. It showed all Japanese. Hidden or not.

How could they possibly screen through so many Japanese?

They couldn't.

And they couldn't go into the nightclub.

At this time, nightclubs were booming, and going in would be asking for trouble.

Who could run a nightclub in big Shanghai?

The Nine Heavens Nightclub was behind Zhang Xiaolin. The Mei Wah Theatre must also be behind a big shot.

He is currently only a small team leader of the Secret Service Bureau of the Lixing Society, and does not yet have the power to wrestle with these big shots. Otherwise, the consequences will be very ugly.

What should he do?

Go around.

Continue to circle. Continue to search for suspicious targets.

One o'clock...

Three o'clock...

Unconsciously, it is already time to get tired.

No suspicious targets have been found.

Cao Mengqi is beginning to yawn and feel sleepy. In the end, he holds out.

Zhang Yong also felt drowsy...

But then...

Zhang Yong suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance with sparkling eyes.

In the distance was a shantytown. It was already close to the edge of the concession. The environment was very complicated. The buildings were in a mess.

Strictly speaking, this place did not belong to the concession. It was outside the concession. However, many people lived here. Including many well-known figures in later generations. They all lived here.

Why?

Because here, they could enjoy some of the services of the concession.

People who lived here got to know the foreign police pretty well and could basically go in and out of the concession freely.

It wasn't a concession, but it was pretty much like one.

There was a cruel reality. The British and American powers felt that the concession was now large enough and difficult to manage, and no longer wanted to expand it further. But the Chinese outside wanted the concession to continue to expand and include them. So they took the initiative to extend the concession outward. This put the Municipal Council in a difficult position.

To put it bluntly, most Chinese people wanted the concession to 'enclose' them.

There was no resistance.

Only hope.

There was a better life inside the concession. A better order. Being enclosed only had benefits.

On the contrary, the concession itself did not want to expand.

Except for the Japanese, of course. The Japanese occupied a large area. It became a veritable Japanese-occupied zone.

However, the place where Zhang Yong and the others arrived was not a Japanese-occupied zone.

Fortunately, it wasn't. Otherwise, with all those red dots, how would he know which one to go to?

Now, there was only one red dot.

It was hidden among the houses, where there were no roads. Cars couldn't get in.

Zhang Yong didn't know how to get close to this red dot. There were no roads around at all. It was just locals wandering around.

Take out the gun.

Safety first.

What if the spy had a weapon?