Chapter 152: Starving for nine meals in three days!

'Zhang Yong!'

'Zhang Yong!'

The two continued yelling.

The miscellaneous objects on the ground were kicked around by the two of them.

What undisguised resentment!

Zhang Yong had no choice but to come out of the coffin.

'What is it?'

'We didn't find anything.'

'What?'

'We've been looking for ages, but we've got nothing. We're exhausted. We don't want to look any more.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong was about to speak, but then stopped.

He wanted to say, 'Are you doing nothing but eating?

You've been busy for just over ten hours and you can't take it anymore? You're all soldiers, but your physical fitness is worse than mine!

But then he thought better of it.

He had just received 5,000 silver dollars, and in a good mood, he didn't want to antagonise them.

'Tell me what happened.'

'We have already questioned all of Yang Zhisong's relatives and friends, and none of them have seen him.'

'Are you sure?'

'You have to trust us. Who would dare lie after something like this? If Yang Zhisong really stole the memorandum, how could he dare hide at a friend's or relative's house? Wouldn't he be worried about someone betraying him?'

'You're right,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Yang Zhisong must have a place to hide. It could have been provided by a Japanese spy.

Memorandums are only needed by Japanese spies. No one in the country needs them, including other forces. Because they don't need this kind of thing at all.

Look around. Then he waved his hand.

'Please sit down.'

'Huh?'

Gu Bafeng and Zhang Ping were both taken aback.

'Please sit down?'

Where? On the coffin?

Wow. Such a gloomy place. I'm surprised you can stand it.

Before, I thought Zhang Yong was a coward. But now it seems that he is not. He is quite brave.

'You are really carefree...' Zhang Ping couldn't help but complain.

Zhang Yong glanced at him.

This guy is a bit of a smartass.

Zhang Ping hurriedly shut up. He didn't want to say the wrong thing again.

'What's here?' Gu Bafeng frowned and said, 'Why did you come inside the coffin shop? It's inauspicious.'

'Looking for something,' Zhang Yong replied nonchalantly.

'What are you looking for?'

'Just look around. If you're free, help.'

'How?'

'Smash all the coffins. Check them carefully. There might be something inside.'

'Smash them all?'

'Yes!'

'This...'

Gu Bafeng couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

This...

seemed a bit excessive!

Although there was no one inside the coffins, smashing them all...

'Smash!'

Zhang Yong spat out a single word.

Gu Bafeng gritted his teeth. He called in a few military policemen. They smashed away violently.

There were more people. Naturally, they were not afraid.

'Boom!'

'Clatter!'

'Boom!'

A cacophony of sounds rang out.

One after the other, the coffins were smashed to pieces. They scattered all over the place.

But there was nothing there.

Zhang Ping couldn't help but be a smartass again, 'You're not looking for a memo, are you?'

Zhang Yong didn't say anything.

He thought to himself, I'm not an idiot. What memo am I looking for?

Ghosts are not idiots either. How could a memo possibly be placed in a coffin? I don't know what to look for either. I'll just look for whatever I find.

Everything is up to chance.

If the gods give us food...

I should still find something.

'If I can find a memo like this, I'll eat the coffin...'

Zhang Ping was indeed a smart-ass.

He thought about how he had been busy all night, while Zhang Yong was just messing around.

At least you could have done some real work. What were you doing in the coffin shop? A serious psychological imbalance. He felt like he was being dominated by Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong was too lazy to say anything.

'Boom!'

'Clatter...'

'Boom!'

He continued smashing.

One coffin after another was smashed to pieces.

All the large pieces of wood were also required to be smashed further and further until they were the size of a thumb.

'This guy...'

Zhang Ping whispered to Gu Bafeng and gave a gesture.

It meant that his mind was not normal.

Gu Bafeng did not respond.

He also felt that Zhang Yong was just messing around. But...

this guy's abilities are indeed a bit strange. Just in case, I don't know, if we really find something...

Of course, this possibility is almost non-existent.

'If we find the memo, do you believe I will really eat the coffin?'

Zhang Ping repeatedly emphasises his determination.

Gu Bafeng: ...

turns his head to look at Zhang Yong.

He is sure that Zhang Yong heard him. He just didn't react.

Yang Lichu, who is standing nearby, must have heard it too. Again, no reaction. I guess he also thinks it's too unrealistic?

Found a memo here? Nonsense!

'Boom...'

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'Clatter...'

'Huh?'

Suddenly, a coffin smashed, and something fell out of it.

The military policeman responsible for smashing the coffin had not yet reacted. Yang Lichu had already jumped over like a monkey that had been catapulted, and was over there in an instant. Then she picked up the object.

'Memo!'

'Memo!'

She screamed.

Her shrill voice could be heard for ten li in every direction.

Zhang Yong: ???

Gu Bafeng: ???

Zhang Ping: ???

Everyone's movements and expressions seemed to freeze in an instant.

Many people suspected that something was wrong with their ears. What did they hear? A memo? What memo? What was that woman screaming about?

"Memo! Found it!'

'Memo! Found it!'

Yang Lichu held the object tightly in her arms. She continued to scream excitedly.

Zhang Yong gradually came to his senses.

Oh, a memo...

Oh, a memo...

Oh, I found a memo...

Wait!

No way! You really found it?

Just by throwing things around, it fell out?

Wait...

It must be a dream.

It must be a dream.

How could something so ridiculous happen?

It's too fantastical.

It's too grotesque.

Even if the heavens were chasing after you to feed you, they couldn't possibly send the memo this way.

Even I think this is excessive...

You should at least look for it for another two or three days. You should at least pretend to do something...

'Memo?'

'Let me see!'

Gu Bafeng also reacted.

He hurriedly walked up to Yang Lichu. He reached out to take it.

But Yang Lichu held on to it tightly.

'You...'

'Don't move. You can only look at it, but not touch it.'

'Ah...'

Gu Bafeng's lips moved.

This Yang Lichu is really... She guards the memo more closely than her own child.

Does she need to be so nervous?

The answer is of course yes. How can she not be nervous?

If we can get this thing back, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

If that lady gets angry...

Yang Lichu let go of her hand. A thick stack of documents was revealed.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. It's real. It's true.

Yang Lichu has confirmed it. How could it be fake? It really is a book.

It's inexplicable.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Zhang Ping.

He remembered. This guy said he wanted to eat a coffin...

'I...'

'I...'

Zhang Ping's face was a picture.

He suddenly slapped himself hard in the face. Not to apologise. He was teaching himself a lesson.

Told you to meddle!

Told you to be a smartass!

'Pah!'

'Pah!'

He really did it hard. He had reddened his own cheek.

There was no choice, he had to teach himself a profound lesson. Otherwise, he would never know what trouble he would get into in the future.

'This guy...'

Zhang Yong shook his head. He decided not to pursue the matter.

Someone else had hit him in the face, and they had hit him harder than outsiders would have. What else could he say?

He couldn't really stuff two pieces of wood in his mouth, could he?

'I'll report it!'

'I'll report it!'

Yang Lichu shouted excitedly.

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he waved his hand. It was okay.

Go!

Go!

Hurry up and report it.

He found a memo and got his five thousand dollars.

I hope Madam is as generous as the Kong family. We complete the task here, and she pays us immediately. It's been a pleasure working with you.

'Zhang Yong...' Gu Bafeng suddenly felt a little distracted.

'Yes?' Zhang Yong responded casually.

'How did you find the memo here?'

'I don't know.'

'You don't know?'

'I'm not a god. How could I possibly predict the future?'

'Then how did you find your way here?'

'Because I knew there were Japanese here. So I came to check. And I happened upon it.'

'No way! Absolutely not! You're lying to me!'

Gu Bafeng was convinced.

You've got to be kidding me!

A chance encounter!

Why didn't I have such good luck?

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. The truth is really cruel.

No one believes the truth.

In that case, then...

Say nothing. Act like you know it all.

From now on, you can all call me Sherlock Holmes!

Hang around with Sherlock Holmes and you'll go hungry nine times out of ten!