Chapter 117: Vulnerability

Zhang Yong climbed onto the shore a little disheveled.

Fortunately, he could swim. A necessary skill in his previous life. Swimming and driving.

The boat behind him had shattered. It had sunk.

It was basically certain that it was an accident.

After the collision, no one had rushed up. No one had drawn a gun and shot. There was no danger.

If it was an assassination, it was a bit too childish.

Even if it was planned by him, Zhang Yong, it wouldn't be such a lame assassination.

So it was purely an accident.

The biggest consequence of the accident was that Wu Yuanfu drowned.

It is estimated that his body will be salvaged in a while. Even a great immortal would drown if his hands and feet were tied.

Suddenly, he shivered.

But it was a breeze.

Fortunately, it was summer. Otherwise, it would definitely be a heavy cold.

He looked around warily. Only some strangers passed by. They didn't care about him.

The number of onlookers gradually increased. People kept jumping into the water to try to save him. There were only two people on Zhang Yong's boat, while there were many people on the other boat.

Among the people who fell into the water, a considerable proportion were women. They basically couldn't swim.

Frankly speaking, they had little chance of survival.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Suddenly, the sound of gunshots rang out.

Zhang Yong was startled. He hurriedly hid behind the trees.

Damn.

Who fired the gun? What was the point of firing the gun?

Once the gunshots were heard, military police and the police would come. The Fuxing Society might also send someone to investigate.

Damn...

He was in danger of being exposed.

Looking around, he hurriedly bowed his head and left. Suddenly, he saw a ready-to-wear clothing store in front of him.

He went in. He bought clothes. He changed.

A pleasant surprise. There is the same model of Mao suit. Hurry up and buy it. Buy two more. Put them in the hand luggage.

Wrap up the wet clothes you have taken off. Hide them in the hand luggage. Then leave.

These days, without cameras, no one will remember you. For the time being, you are safe.

Keep your head down and walk away. Suddenly you meet a woman dressed up in her best clothes.

A thought occurs to you. Go up to her and put your arms around her. Then rub her face vigorously. Then quickly walk away.

At the same time, he throws her a dollar coin as a reward.

The woman: ...

She was going to scream. But when she saw the dollar coin, she immediately shut up.

Zhang Yong walks two blocks. Gets into the car. Leaves.

His excuse for being at the Qinhuai River is to leave a note. Time has been wasted.

Finds a barber shop. Enters. Gets his hair blow-dried.

These days, there are already hair dryers. It comes in handy.

Done.

Inside and out, there is no longer any sign of water damage.

Drive to a remote location and double-check. Wipe the water stains on the pistol carefully.

Double-check. Make sure there is nothing left to worry about.

Take a deep breath.

Recall everything that happened. Look for any obvious loopholes.

Feel that there are loopholes everywhere.

But as long as Wu Yuanfu is dead, the problem is not so big.

Okay, that's it.

At his current level, it is impossible to be flawless and seamless.

Counter each move.

Take things one step at a time.

He drove back to the train station.

Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and the others were surrounding the area.

The target of surveillance was, of course, He Shengyi (Zhou Cha'an).

It wasn't that they were worried about this Japanese spy running away. They were waiting for more Japanese spies to walk right into their trap.

Zhong Yang glanced at Zhang Yong and bowed his head.

Wu Liuqi also glanced at him and bowed his head. Pretending not to see.

Zhang Yong deliberately asked, 'What are you doing? Do I have something on my face?'

'Captain, you have powder on your face,' Wu Liuqi, a fierce and honest man, whispered to remind him.

'Er...' Zhang Yong hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe his face.

Zhong Yang looked quietly. He wanted to say something but stopped.

Zhang Yong continued to wipe.

'Is it clean?'

'I can't see it anymore.'

'Don't tell anyone. Otherwise, I'll make you look bad.'

'Yes,'

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi answered in a low voice.

They knew exactly what was going on.

Zhang Yong must have stopped by the brothel to cool down. Haha.

'Anything unusual?'

'Everything's normal.'

'Crap...'

Zhang Yong looked full of regret.

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi both felt deep sympathy for him. This time it had been over too quickly. It had been a rushed affair!

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Sigh...

'You guys watch. I'm going to find a place to take a nap.'

'Go ahead!'

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi were both very understanding.

In fact, Zhang Yong was really sleepy.

Mainly because he had fallen into the water. He was wet. His hair had been hastily blow-dried.

He had hurriedly changed locations. His mind was tired. His body was tired.

He found a hotel nearby, opened a room, and went in to lie down.

He was really tired. But he couldn't sleep.

What had just happened was too exciting. It was too intense. Where could he sleep?

This was under Boss Dai's nose.

Isn't it exciting to do something under Boss Dai's nose?

It's like walking on a tightrope...

Fortunately, in the end, there was a reward.

One hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver in hand.

Thinking about the full harvest, the tension and anxiety gradually faded away.

People die for money, birds die for food.

The higher the risk, the greater the reward.

Didn't someone say that? The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

If it weren't for a big fish like Wu Yuanfu, how could he have so easily extorted 150,000 taels of silver?

It's a pity. There wasn't enough time.

Wu Yuanfu must have other assets. Digging deeper will definitely reap more rewards.

However, that's all Boss Dai's business.

Wu Yuanfu drowned. The net must be closed.

Otherwise, once his body is discovered, one will lose the initiative.

Recall the previous kidnapping case once again.

Try to find loopholes in order to make up for them.

This was the first time I planned a kidnapping, and it feels very imperfect. There seem to be a lot of loopholes. With Boss Dai's shrewdness, I don't know if he will discover it.

The danger is definitely there.

There are many links inside, and they could all leak secrets.

Maybe at any time, someone will be watching me.

But there is no way around it.

In this world, there is no such thing as 100% secrecy or absolute safety.

If you want to keep it a secret, you have to be careful.

As long as you do it yourself, you will definitely leave traces.

It's just a matter of whether the gods are on your side.

If it really is exposed, there's nothing to say. Just blow yourself up.

He always keeps a grenade in his space.

Anyway, he can die. But he definitely can't be taken alive.

Confused...

In a daze...

'Knock, knock!'

'Knock, knock!'

Suddenly someone knocks on the door.

Zhang Yong immediately wakes up. Immediately draws his pistol. Loads it.

Is someone coming for me?

Shit, who's moving so fast?

Cautiously, he moves behind the door. Hiding. Raising the gun.

Slowly, he asks, 'Who is it?'

There is no reply from outside.

Zhang Yong is suddenly nervous.

Shit, did I expose myself so quickly?

Shit...

I really am not suited to being an agent...

The point is, I haven't even gotten my hands on the 150,000 taels of silver I just blackmailed!

'It's me!'

Suddenly, someone answers.

Zhang Yong is suddenly overjoyed.

Ah, it's Huang Shang! He's actually here?

But still, being cautious, he didn't open the door, but asked cautiously, 'What is it?'

'Wu Yuanfu wasn't recovered. He's not dead,' Huang Shang whispered from outside.

'What?' Zhang Yong was stunned.

Open the door. Peek. Found that there was only Huang Shang.

Hurry and pull him in. Close the door at the same time.

'What's going on?'

'Wu Yuanfu isn't dead. You let him go?'

'No. He fell into the water.'

'We found the rope that was binding him. But there was no sign of a person. The rope had broken free.'

'What?'

'We just got back and saw the rope floating on the water. But there was no sign of a person.'

'Shit!'