Chapter 101: Tan Organ

The streets of Jinling are not as lively at night as those of Shanghai.

A curfew is often in effect here. There are military police on the streets.

If an outsider wanders around at night, they can easily be arrested and sent to prison.

You can't get out of it without paying a few hundred dollars.

Otherwise, you'll be arrested and made to do hard labour. For example, fixing roads or something. Until you pay.

It is said that the military police commander, Gu Zhenglun, is best at this sort of thing.

After a round, I returned to the vicinity of the Yaxin Hotel. I found that everyone had already gone.

It was curfew time.

It started at 10 pm.

'Haha...'

What's the point of wandering around?

There's nothing. Not even a bowl of spicy soup.

It really was a waste of time.

Before joining the Fuxing Society, Zhang Yong was considered a native of Shanghai. But he rarely went out.

His father kept a close eye on him. He felt that the outside world was chaotic. He was worried that if he followed the bad examples of the gangsters, he would go astray.

After much hard work, he finally reached the age where he could find a job to support himself.

But his father passed away from overwork. Zhang Yong then took up the position of a police officer. He worked for a month.

And then...

There was no then.

He was transported back in time.

He joined the Fuxing Society.

And he was in Jinling again.

It was impossible not to feel emotion. But he had never been sentimental.

What's the point of complaining? If you have time, you might as well take more...

No, make that make more money. There's still plenty of room in his personal space. He can put in a lot of banknotes.

He must find some fat lambs to spy on...

Without profit, there's no motivation...

No driving. Walking. Walking in circles around the Yaxin Hotel.

There's nothing special about the buildings here. They're neither new nor old. They're just so-so. The tallest is only five stories.

It was only with difficulty that they saw a pretty little Western-style house. It was a bit far away. About 50 zhang away. The exterior was pure white. The roof was a round dome. It had a bit of a Western architectural style.

As they gradually drew closer, they noticed that this white house was not small. The base was at least 500 ping.

'Who lives there?' Zhang Yong asked doubtfully.

'You mean that little white palace? That's the Wu Yuanfu family. He is a famous and wealthy merchant. He is friends with many powerful people. He is also friends with our boss Dai.' Yan Guangkun replied with envy.

'Oh...' Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

He didn't say anything else.

The map showed three small red dots inside.

In other words, there were three Japanese people in this Wu Yuanfu's home. I wonder what their business is.

'What kind of business does he do?'

'He dabbles in a bit of everything. Mainly the grain business. He is one of the biggest grain merchants in Jinling.'

'Grain merchant...'

Zhang Yong didn't comment.

He walked slowly on.

He was indeed a man with connections! The grain business was not for the average person.

If you were just a small player, you couldn't make much money. If you wanted to get big, you needed protection. Otherwise, with all that grain, there could be accidents at any time.

In peacetime, not many people cared about the grain business.

But if there was a war, no amount of gold and silver jewellery could compare to actual grain. Gold and silver jewellery could not be eaten.

Especially for the army. Grain was more important than weapons and ammunition.

Just think of the famine that followed in 1942...

A black Cadillac sedan appeared quietly and stopped in front of the small white house.

Zhang Yong's eyes gleamed quietly.

'Boss Wu is back,' Yan Guangkun reminded him.

'I'll go up and say hello to him,' Zhang Yong nodded. He strode forward.

Yan Guangkun: ?

What?

Say hello to Boss Wu?

Hey, hey, hey, don't be reckless! You're not qualified for that yet.

However...

Zhang Yong has already gone up to him.

The map shows that this Wu Yuanfu is actually Japanese.

Obviously, the other party is also a Japanese spy.

Tonight is really possessed by the European emperor. So many Japanese spies have been discovered. And there is a big fish in the middle.

Wu Yuanfu is a wealthy merchant. Just right. He is the target of plunder.

The first income after arriving in Jinling will have to be found from this Wu Yuanfu.

Arrest him directly?

No rush. That way, there will be no embezzlement.

'Boss Wu!'

greeted him warmly. His voice was loud and clear.

Wu Yuanfu happened to be getting out of his car. He looked at Zhang Yong suspiciously.

He didn't know Zhang Yong. And he didn't know Yan Guangkun either. Yan Guangkun was not yet qualified to know Wu Yuanfu.

'You are...'

'We are under the boss of the Fuxing Society, Dai.'

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'Oh, you are the boss Dai's brother!'

'Where did you come from, Boss Wu?'

'I just stopped by Commander Gu's house. That's why I'm late. Is there something I can help you with?'

'No. Just a routine patrol. Sorry to have disturbed you. Boss Wu, please.'

'You've had a hard day too. Goodbye.'

Wu Yuanfu nodded and turned to enter the small white house.

Zhang Yong squinted. There were no servants in sight. Wu Yuanfu had closed the front door himself.

Huh. What a big shot. There are no servants in the house.

Is there some kind of secret?

'Boss Wu is very powerful,' Yan Guangkun reminded.

'Is the Commander Gu he's talking about the Commander Gu of the Military Police Command?' Zhang Yong walked slowly forward.

There were now four red dots inside the small white palace.

Four Japanese.

Wu Yuanfu was one of them. Who were the other three?

Why were there so many Japanese spies?

It was definitely a big taboo for four Japanese spies to gather at the same time. Would the Japanese invaders be so stupid?

Unless there was some unavoidable reason...

For example, temporary refuge. Perhaps the Japanese soldier who attacked Jiezi Lane is hiding in Wu Yuanfu's little white house?

The mind boggles...

But how can we get our hands on Wu Yuanfu's assets?

Where does this guy keep his money?

We need to arrest the man.

We also need to take the money.

We want both the fish and the bear's paw.

That's a bit difficult...

'Yes. That's the man. He's in charge of all the military police units.'

'So powerful.'

'That's why we have to be careful in Jinling. We might offend someone one day.'

'We can't compete with the Military Police Command?'

'They are all favourites in front of the Commissioner. It's not good if things go wrong. Everyone will get the cane.'

'Thanks for the reminder.'

Zhang Yong quickened his pace.

It could be concluded that there was something fishy about this small white palace.

However, barging in and searching it directly was not the best approach.

Because it would slap many people in the face.

Boss Dai will get slapped in the face. Commander Gu will also get slapped in the face.

Their friends are actually Japanese spies. How can this be? It will make them lose face. And then they will take it out on themselves.

The most important thing is that if they force their way in, they won't get any of the valuables.

What? You want me to go in alone?

You must be joking.

There could be three Japanese assassins inside.

The other party dared to attack Jiezi Lane. They must be extraordinary fighters. Any one of them could beat Zhang Yong 18,000 times.

That's hard...

He searched his mind and racked his brain, but couldn't think of anything useful.

Fortunately, he still had time.

Wu Yuanfu, who was in the hot seat, would surely not dare to move anyone. So, these three Japanese spies would definitely have to stay in the small white palace for many days.

Continue to circle.

No new discoveries. So go back to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up to find Yang Shanfang back again. His eyes were bloodshot.

'What's the news? Did you interrogate him?'

'The man is dead.'

'Huh?'

'It was too hasty. The man was beaten to death.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong didn't know what to say.

Wasn't Zhou Weilong watching him personally? How did he end up beaten to death?

'Who is so clumsy?'

'Section Chief Zhou accidentally...'

'Oh.'

It turned out to be Zhou Weilong himself! Then it's fine.

He is the head of the Intelligence Section. He killed the Japanese spy himself. No one else could be blamed. It seemed that last night he was the one who shouted the loudest, demanding that the spy be captured alive.

'Did the Japanese spy reveal anything?'

'Just a little. He said he was from the Tani Agency. His superior is called Wachi Yōji.'

'Tani Agency?'

Zhang Yong frowned.

This was a new term. He had never heard of it before.

Apart from the Kirishima Agency, there was also the Tani Agency?