Chapter 109: Shaolong

Quiet.

Only the wind is blowing.

No one would have thought that the answer would be revealed here.

They thought it was an ordinary Japanese spy.

What value could a Japanese spy caught so easily by Zhang Yong have?

Who knows...

'Shut up!' Zhang Yong shook his head.

'I really know. I really know.' Zhou Chaoan was anxious.

The chance of survival was right in front of him.

He had to seize it.

Otherwise...

'There were three of them. They came from Shanghai before. I remember them.'

'When exactly?'

'Five days ago. July 3rd in the Gregorian calendar. I happened to be at work that day. I saw them get off the train.'

'How do you know they attacked Jiezi Lane?'

'Because they were outsiders.'

'You couldn't possibly know their identities! Their identities were definitely kept secret.'

'I can feel it.'

'Nonsense!'

'Really. Really. I felt there was something wrong with those three. They were all veterans. Not ordinary people.'

'Veterans?'

'Yes. Definitely veterans with years of training. At least sergeant or above. Maybe even corporal.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong didn't say anything.

The answer was revealed. It should be them.

This kind of attack definitely wasn't the work of ordinary Japanese spies. They didn't have the skills.

Jing'e Lane wasn't a public place.

It was the headquarters of the Fuxing Society. It was guarded by a large number of armed men.

Although they are not regular soldiers, they are armed.

Who can break in there?

At this moment in time, Sino-Japanese relations are not yet in a state of violent conflict in the south. Therefore, not every Japanese spy is that strong as an individual fighter.

Compared to those highly trained veterans, the average Japanese spy is nothing to write home about.

Therefore, if you want to take military action, hire those veterans. They are much more effective than the average Japanese spy.

Moreover, those veterans were hired. They had nothing to do with the espionage organisation itself. Even if they were caught, they were expendable. They would do little damage.

The most important thing was...

It only cost 30 yen to hire a Japanese veteran!

This is what Lin Xiaoyan said.

According to the general standard of the Japanese army, the monthly salary of each basic soldier was about 10 yen.

However, there were various deductions. In the end, they only got about 6 yen. They could barely support themselves.

Therefore, Japanese soldiers were very poor. They desperately wanted to plunder wealth by starting wars.

A Japanese veteran soldier would work for the secret service for just 30 yen. To be honest, the secret service was really lucky to have such a worker.

For just 100 yen, they could get three desperate people.

Damn. To be honest, Zhang Yong was tempted.

However, as their opponent, it would be miserable. If they fought head-on with the Japanese, they would easily lose their lives.

'Fortunately...'

Zhang Yong secretly felt ashamed.

The three Japanese invaders hiding in the small palace were most likely those three veterans.

Therefore, they were not easy to catch.

Trying to catch them alive was difficult. Very difficult.

Unless they were to be wiped out with a direct bomb attack.

But that would destroy a lot of evidence. The losses would outweigh the gains. If they could be caught alive, they should still be caught alive if possible.

'Where are they now?'

'I don't know...'

'Did they leave Jinling by train?'

'That's for sure they didn't.'

'What makes you so sure?'

'As soon as the shots started, the train station was sealed off. There was a thorough check. People like them are easy to spot as veterans. They definitely won't let them go so easily.'

'Good. You can go back now!'

'I'm not going back...'

Zhou Chaoan suddenly knelt down.

He was caught. He was not as scared as he had expected.

However, Zhang Yong wanted to let him go back, and he was the one who was most scared.

What would happen after he went back?

He didn't even dare to think about it.

He would rather be in the hands of the Chinese.

Anyway, he did not directly kill any Chinese. Nor did he pass on any information.

'What's your name?'

'He Sheng Yilong.'

'Where are your accomplices? Who are they?'

'I'm the only one I know. I use notes to communicate with the others.'

'How?'

'If there's an order for me, I'll get a phone call. It'll be from my family. Then I'll go to the Qinhuai River next to Meixianglou, where there's a stone bench. Under one of them, there'll be a note for me. I'll get the note and come back. I'll follow the instructions.'

'What if you have information to send?'

'I don't have any information to send.'

'Why not?'

'My task is to stay at the train station.'

'Oh. A long-term infiltration.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully. It seems that the Japanese invaders also know how to fish for big fish by playing the long game.

They need to plant spies in various important positions. They don't show their hand in peacetime. Nor do they pass on intelligence. They are only activated when war breaks out and at critical moments.

It is difficult for outsiders to discover such spies, who do not activate or spy for a long time.

'He Sheng Yilong, what do you think?'

'What?'

'You've been caught. Many people have seen it. I guess your boss or accomplices will know soon.'

'I...'

'Think for yourself. What can you do to get out of this crisis?'

'What?'

'I'm giving you a chance to survive. But you need to figure it out yourself.'

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'I...'

Ichiro Kasuga's face was full of uncertainty.

The others also looked at each other. They all felt that Zhang Yong seemed to be playing by no rules.

Asking the Japanese spy to figure it out himself?

I've never seen that before.

Zhang Yong: ...

I don't have any other options.

I don't know what to do either. I might as well let the Japanese spies figure it out themselves.

If they want to survive, they'll have to come up with an effective plan.

It's best to be in Cao's camp but have one's heart in Han's...

'Arrest someone.'

'Arrest who?'

'Arrest my contact.'

'Can you arrest him?'

'I'll issue an order saying that there's something important and ask him to come in for a chat.'

'What if he doesn't fall for it?'

'He may not show up. But he will definitely come to the scene. Maybe he is nearby. Whether you can catch him or not depends on your ability.'

'Okay. Deal.'

Zhang Yong nodded. This plan is fine.

As long as the Japanese spy appears within a 150-metre radius, he will be able to identify him.

Of course, he has to report this plan to Boss Dai.

Including the matter with Fang Muyu, he has to report everything to Boss Dai. A full report.

The main point is honesty.

He doesn't mind being scolded. After the scolding comes the trust.

Call it a day.

Take He Sheng Yilong with you.

Make a phone call.

'I'm looking for Secretary Mao.'

'Who is this?'

'This is Zhang Yong.'

'Hold on a second.'

Soon after, the phone connects.

Zhang Yong explains the situation to Secretary Mao.

'You come back right now! The boss is here!'

'Yes!'

Half an hour later, Zhang Yong returned to the headquarters on Goose Lane.

Technically speaking, he arrived. This was his first time here. Secretary Mao was already waiting for him outside.

'Go straight to see the Director.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong hurried along.

He reached the Director's office.

Breathe deeply.

Stay calm.

Knock on the door.

'Report!'

'Enter!'

'Yes!'

He pushed open the door.

He found the Director practising calligraphy.

Huh?

He can write calligraphy?

That's rare...

I wonder if he can write 'Spring Pool, charming rhyme'?

'Director,'

'Zhang Yong, you don't have a character yet, do you?'

'Thank you, Director. Just write me a character.'

'You...'

The Director was taken aback.

Then he realised the other person had misunderstood.

This uneducated fellow!

"I was talking about a character.'

'Hm. Calligraphy...'

'I was talking about a character for your name.'

'Huh?'

'You only have a name, not a character.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was really confused.

What did he mean? He didn't get it!

'Guan Yu, the character Yun Chang. Zhang Fei, the character Yi De. Zhao Yun, the character Zi Long. Me, the character Yu Nong...'

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong suddenly understood.

So that's what you meant! Who would have thought of that!

Who in the future would want that character? Really.

'I've thought of a character for you.'

'What?'

'Your name is Yong, which means mediocre, ordinary, and unremarkable. The character must be used in the opposite way. Yong is made up of the top radical geng and the bottom radical yong. Geng and xin belong to the metal element. Fire can defeat metal. The dragon belongs to the fire element. The flying dragon in the sky rejects mediocrity. What do you think of Shaolong?'

'Good, good, good.'

Zhang Yong's mindless praise.

In fact, he didn't understand a word. It was so complicated. My god.

But I like the name 'Little Dragon'! I'll be like him, the model for all of us!

'Very good. I'll call you Little Dragon from now on.'

'Thank you, Sir.'

'Tell me, what's the situation?'