Chapter 173: Zhongshan Mausoleum

Exposed? Exposed.

Is it dangerous? Very dangerous.

He and Gu Mozhai have met face to face. He will definitely be remembered by Gu Mozhai.

With Gu Mozhai's discerning eye, even if he were to turn to dust, Gu Mozhai would be able to remember him. Therefore, once Gu Mozhai betrays him, he is finished.

Do you regret it?

No regrets.

Do you trust Gu Mozai completely?

Of course not.

There was just no better alternative.

After all, you had to cooperate with the Red Party. Especially when fighting the Japanese behind enemy lines in the future.

When the National Army retreated in large strides and abandoned the coastal areas, the only ones who continued to fight in the Songhu and Jinling areas were the Military United Front.

And there was also the Zhongyi National Salvation Army under the Military United Front. But their combat effectiveness was hard to describe in words.

If the Military Commission had some fighting power, then the Loyal Army for National Salvation was there purely as a token presence.

The others were the underground party, the New Fourth Army and the guerrillas.

At the beginning, the New Fourth Army was still very weak. But later, it gradually became stronger.

If he didn't meet with Gu Mozai, how could he maintain a solid connection?

He had a deep understanding of his own abilities.

If he didn't have a little bit of special ability, he would have died three minutes into the opening.

Later, the military headquarters will also retreat. He needs someone to guide him.

On the military side, there is Li Boqi and the Chief of Staff, from whom he can learn a lot. On the Red Party side, for the time being, he can only hope for the best with Gu Mozhai.

I hope he really is capable...

In a daze, he arrives at the military police headquarters.

Fortunately, Gu Bafeng is there.

'Hey? Zhang Yong? What brings you here?' He is very curious.

'I've come to bail someone out,' Zhang Yong said bluntly. 'Someone else has come to me. I had to come.'

'Oh? Who are you bailing?'

'He says he got into a fight. His name is Luo Changsheng. He was just arrested.'

'A fight? I'll ask!'

Gu Bafeng, of course, didn't know anything about such trivial matters.

So he called down to ask. It was quickly learned that he had indeed been arrested for fighting. There was no other suspicion. So an order was immediately issued to release the person.

'Thanks!' Zhang Yong said.

'You're welcome,' Gu Bafeng shook his head.

Although the two of them may have had some misunderstandings before, now the misunderstanding has been resolved.

Gu Bafeng is in awe of Zhang Yong's abilities. Whenever he gets the chance, he follows and learns.

However, Zhang Yong's abilities are indeed a bit ethereal. He can't grasp them.

Gu Bafeng suddenly gestured mysteriously towards Zhang Yong, inviting him to sit down.

'Have you heard?'

'What?'

'There's been an incident at Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum.'

'Yes, I heard. I heard that a few thousand workers rioted. Didn't the military police go to suppress them?'

'Rioting is nothing! I'm talking about something else.'

'What is it? I've been so busy lately.'

'A set of plans has gone missing from the mausoleum.'

'What plans?'

'The construction plans for Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum.'

'Who needs this drawing for? To build their own tomb?'

'God knows!'

Gu Bafeng shook his head.

Zhang Yong happened to be free, so he sat down.

Brewing tea.

A rare moment of peace.

Then listening to Gu Bafeng's nonsense.

'You just rest! I reckon it'll be on your head soon.'

'On my head again?'

Zhang Yong looked innocent.

What do they want with me?

To find the drawing?

F*ck!

Who would want the plans for a mausoleum?

Who would dare to have their grave built as big as the country's founding father's?

They would drown in their own drool, wouldn't they?

Even Chiang Kai-shek would be 10,000% afraid to do that.

Unless it was the Japanese...

But, come to think of it, there's no reason for it!

What would the Japanese want the plans for?

To build one for their emperor?

They wouldn't need to steal them! They could just ask for them. We'd be happy to give them. We could even build a hundred. To bury a hundred emperors...

'Ten silver dollars.'

'Done.'

Zhang Yong decisively agreed.

If there were any military secrets, they would come to him.

Tomb drawings...

Pure nonsense!

Looking at the time, he kept in mind Gu Mozhai's plot to assassinate the traitor.

He hoped they would hurry. There must not be any accidents. If Cheng Guangzhi got away, it would be another pile of trouble.

'By the way...'

'Don't tell me there's more bad news.'

'It's not bad news. It's good news. Yang Zhisong confessed everything.'

'I'm not interested in them. The memo must not be with them. I'm looking everywhere. There's no trace of it. I don't think I'll be able to get it back in seven days.'

'That's just how it is,'

Gu Bafeng shook his head helplessly. The memo had already been sent away, perhaps even abroad.

How could it be found after such a long time?

The last one was a complete fluke.

What if it can't be found?

What else can I do? I'll be told I'm incompetent.

That means I'll get a good scolding. After that, I'll be fine. What else can I do?

If anyone thinks they're capable, they can go find it themselves.

If Zhang Yong can't find it, who else can?

'Ding-dong!'

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Gu Bafeng picked it up. He listened. Then he held out his hand for Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong: ???

Gu Bafeng handed him the phone, 'It's for you.'

Zhang Yong took the phone suspiciously and found it was from Mao Renfeng. He said solemnly, 'Secretary Mao...'

'Shao Long, go to Zhongshan Mausoleum.'

'I went there just now, but they wouldn't let me in. I'm standing outside. The pass doesn't work.'

'You can go in now.'

'Secretary Mao, what's the matter? Isn't Section Chief Zhou over there?'

'The plans for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum have gone missing. Yao Chengde from the Engineering Corps is waiting for you there. You were the one who was assigned. Section Chief Zhou is useless.'

'Secretary Mao, why are you looking for me?'

'It seems someone reported to Madam. Madam immediately thought of you.'

'Huh?'

'You were looking for a memo earlier, and you found one quickly, didn't you? Madam thinks you're outstanding and has once again entrusted you with an important task.'

'Huh...'

'Concentrate on your work. Don't let down the Restoration Society. The chairman will be personally involved.'

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong was suddenly under a lot of pressure.

Shit. I forgot about the powerful connections involved. That's Sun Yat-sen's mausoleum!

If anything even remotely important happens, it could cause a huge uproar. And here, the president and the first lady are both involved. How can I not be nervous?

Even if it's just a trivial matter, I have to handle it as if it were a huge one.

To put it more seriously, Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum is related to the face of the entire Nationalist government.

There is no room for error.

'I understand, I will be there immediately,' Zhang Yong dared not be negligent.

'I have arranged the manpower. Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi will always follow you,' Mao Renfeng said, 'if you need any support, just call.'

'I understand. I will set off now.'

'Good!'

Mao Renfeng hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong drove to the Zhongshan Mausoleum in a hurry.

Security was still tight. Military police and police were everywhere.

'Captain!'

Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi had already arrived.

Sure enough, this time, the pass of the Fuxing Society allowed them to enter and exit freely.

The workers had already been dismissed. The military police were mainly gathered near the mausoleum. All the intersections had been sealed off.

If you didn't know the situation, you would think that things were serious.

The car drives underground.

There is a special access here. Entering the mausoleum below.

Tourists of course cannot enter. Tourists can only look on from the outside. The real core is actually below.

Stop the car.

Get out of the car.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ping is also here.

There is also Yang Lichu. Upon seeing him, Yang Lichu immediately looks away. Doesn't want to see him.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on? What does it have to do with the Ministry of Air and Space?

"Director Zhang...'

'Madam sent us.'

'What?'

'Madam is very concerned about this matter. She has asked us to keep a close eye on things.'

'Spying on me?'

'That's a bit strong. But Madam is very concerned about this matter. She's afraid that someone might try to sabotage things. So...'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

So they really had sent someone to spy on him!

Perhaps someone had gone and told on him?

Zhang Yong needed to be supervised?

Pah!

When had he ever slacked off?

Except when I'm slacking, I'm always very proactive, okay?

"We're here to help at any time.'

'What kind of help?'

'What do you need?'

'Coca-Cola.'

'No problem. We have an empty stock of it in the canteen.'

'I said bring it here.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Ping nodded.

He was also giving it his all. He really started making arrangements.

He sent someone from the canteen to bring Coca-Cola in a cold water tank and then delivered it here at Zhongshan Mausoleum by car.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. Everyone is working hard.

Although it may be trivial matters. But, Madam, look here!

After all, it is the burial place of Madam's brother-in-law.

Or the Founding Father. It must be tense.

Start working.

'This is Yao Chengde, Director Yao.'

'Hello. Director Yao.'

'Hello.'

'How is the situation?'

'After our careful inspection, we have found no traces of damage.'

'So there's been no vandalism, right?'

'Not yet.'

'Where are the plans kept?'

'In the archives.'

'Is there a guard on duty?'

'No. There's nothing of value in there. There's no need for a guard!'

'So who discovered the theft?'

'Just now, the military police were on patrol and found some plans on the ground, scattered everywhere. They counted them and discovered that the plans for the mausoleum were missing.'

'Which parts?'

'All of them. All of them. They're all gone.'

'How many were there in total?'

'Not many, actually. Thirty or so. A small stack.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

He felt that the people in charge were being over-sensitive.

What's the point of stealing some worthless blueprints? You don't need blueprints to cause damage!

Just break in and plant some explosive packages...

Oh, no, that won't work. The mausoleum itself is very sturdy.

So, don't think about it.

If you really want to cause damage, you need at least 100 kilograms of TNT.

But why bother? Why?

No matter how you think about it, there is no motive to destroy Zhongshan Mausoleum!

It could be that some petty thief, uneducated, thought the drawings were valuable and stole them.

So...

This matter is just a formality.

'Madame said that the drawings must be recovered,' Yang Lichu suddenly spoke up.

'You...' Zhang Yong immediately sensed that this little woman was up to no good. She was deliberately causing him trouble.

Who knew where the blueprints were? How could they be found?

He had absolutely no idea, right?

I only know how to catch spies. I don't know how to find blueprints.

If you want to find them, you go find them yourself!

Wait!

Suddenly, Zhang Yong remembered something.

Wasn't there a Zhongshan Mausoleum Guard Corps? Where were they? What were they doing?

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