Chapter 180: 3:00 a.m.
Guo Dashan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, with cold sweat pouring down his face.
Eighteen thousand yuan was no small sum. He definitely couldn't come up with it.
His cover identity was that of a contractor.
A few hundred dollars might be possible if he scraped together the money. Over ten thousand was absolutely impossible.
The problem is that the other party is asking for an exorbitant amount, and they have a gun. They also know that he is Japanese. This is the end.
He instantly lost the desire to live.
He has already been completely crushed by the other party.
'Boss Guo, there's no need to be so nervous!' Zhang Yong pretended to be relaxed.
It was a stroke of luck.
He didn't expect Guo Dashan to be so easy to blackmail.
A guy with shit on him will, no matter how well-trained, reveal his tracks.
'I, I...' Guo Dashan stammered.
'I never said I was going to sell you to the Fuxing Society...' Zhang Yong said slowly.
'No, no, no!' Guo Dashan subconsciously begged for mercy.
Sell him to the Fuxing Society. That would be the end.
If he fell into the hands of the Fuxing Society, it would not be a matter of death.
Spies have no human rights.
They are not even protected by the Geneva Convention relative to the Treatment of Prisoners of War.
Although the Japanese never recognised this treaty. It has a very bad reputation internationally.
But at this moment, Guo Dashan hoped that the Chinese would abide by this treaty.
'Really? ' Zhang Yong's tone was drawn out.
Gu Bafeng cooperated and picked up the Browning pistol.
Guo Dashan's forehead was sweating.
He was in trouble.
The other party was going to take action.
But he really didn't have it.
'Master Liu, I, I, can only give you five thousand yuan at most...' Guo Dashan had no choice but to grit his teeth and answer.
'You can borrow it from your friends!' Zhang Yong smiled, gentle and kind.
'Or...' Zhang Yong's words turned in a light breeze.
Guo Dashan's eyes lit up.
There was a chance.
There was room for manoeuvre.
He hurriedly said, "Master Liu, you tell me. What do you want me to do?'
Zhang Yong said angrily, "I just want money!'
'I really don't have...not that much...'
'Okay, let me ask you, what did you steal the Zhongshan Mausoleum plans for?'
'I didn't steal them. Yes, yes...'
'You work for the Kwai Agency, don't you?'
'Ah...'
Guo Dashan was shocked.
He was going to die. The other party actually knew about the Kwai Agency.
Even he himself didn't know much about the Kwai Agency. His mood worsened.
'Who from the Kwai Agency?'
'The Noguchi family.'
'Tell me more.'
'There are five brothers in the family. They are all in the Kwai Agency. The Kwai Agency is run by the Noguchi family. No outsiders.'
'Noguchi?'
Zhang Yong turned his head to look at Yang Lichu and then at Gu Bafeng.
Both shook their heads. They said they had never heard of such a surname. But it would not be surprising if they had. The Japanese invaders' surnames were all strange and unusual.
'What about Zhen Zhenghao from the Antique Street?'
'Oh, he's from the Noguchi family. He's the second son. His name is Noguchi Kijiro.'
'What are the other people's names?'
'The head of the Kuaiji Bureau is Nogaya Kintaro, the eldest. After him are Nogaya Tuzaburo, Nogaya Suishiro, Nogaya Kogoro...'
Guo Dashan decisively betrayed the others.
There was no choice. If he didn't, he would surely not survive.
He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. It was that the other party was Liu Heizi. He was not from the Fuxing Society.
Since he was not a Chinese secret agent, it was not betrayal.
Yes. This was not betrayal. This was survival.
'Write an IOU!'
'What?'
'We're destined to meet. 18,000 yuan...'
'Master Liu, I told you. Really. I know, I told you everything.'
'Okay. 1,000 yuan off for one name.'
'Er...'
Guo Dashan was at a loss for words.
This son of a bitch.
He wanted to crush the other guy's bones and scatter his ashes.
But that was just thinking.
The other guy had a gun.
More importantly, if the other guy sold him to the Fuxing Society, he was dead.
For now, the only thing to do was to get away quickly.
Go back and find someone else. Or report it up the chain of command. Get someone to take care of this guy.
There was no choice but to obediently write out an IOU.
Thirteen thousand silver dollars.
He signed his name. And even left his fingerprints.
'See you later!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Guo Dashan left in a daze.
He walked out of Meixiang Building. Only then did he realise that he was soaked through. He was just so scared.
It's strange. Why was the other party so scared?
It seems that the other party doesn't look very fierce!
Why should I be afraid of him?
No fear!
No fear!
I'll find someone to get rid of him when I get back!
'Let him go?'
'What else?'
Zhang Yong shrugged.
This Guo Dashan has lost his value.
His superior, the postman Ri Die, has been arrested. His subordinate, the radio operator Li Qiong, has been killed.
He was left hanging in the middle. What could he confess if he was arrested?
It was better to blackmail him slowly.
This guy was so full of himself that he actually thought he was Liu Heizi.
Strange, was he really that similar to Liu Heizi?
He just made some nonsense and the other person believed it?
Perhaps Guo Dashan was just filling himself with spirit and would rather believe that he was Liu Heizi.
After all, if you were blackmailed by Liu Heizi, you still had a chance of survival. If you were caught by the Fuxing Society, you would only be able to meet the god Amaterasu.
'What do we do next?' Gu Bafeng asked.
Yang Lichu was here, so it was impossible to spend the night. Zhang Yong didn't dare to be so arrogant either.
But Yang Lichu had no intention of leaving yet.
She was fixated on Zhang Yong.
She wanted to see how despicable this guy really was.
She wanted to see if he really dared to let a girl spend the night under his nose.
The result...
'Let's go out the back door!'
'What for?'
'To go shopping. To walk around. Curfew.'
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'Er...'
Gu Bafeng was speechless.
Is this really how boring it can get? We're not soldiers.
But in the end, they drove to the back door. And they changed back into their normal clothes.
This is official business!
The back door area is where all kinds of institutions are located.
For security reasons, there are a large number of personnel stationed at every intersection. The checks were very strict.
Zhang Yong and the others, who had not encountered any previous checks, were also checked here. Every intersection was checked. All the way here, they were checked more than ten times.
Each time, Zhang Yong actively cooperated and registered his identity.
This was intentional.
Otherwise, how would anyone know how hard he had worked?
When the report went up tomorrow, everyone would know that Zhang Yong had been at Taipingmen in the early morning to investigate the case.
This was a record in black and white. It was still several departments.
When you're slacking off, you don't want anyone to find out. But when you're working hard, you have to let people know.
Otherwise, people will think that investigating cases and so on is easy!
Promising 5,000 US dollars but not paying...
Disrespectful!
The kind of old workhorse who works quietly will sooner or later die of exhaustion. And your leader won't be able to see your contributions.
Haha.
Continue to circle around the Taipingmen. Watch the time slowly pass.
From 1am to 2am.
No Japanese spies were found.
This is for sure. The Japanese spies won't live here.
It's not convenient to do things.
Whenever you go out, you have to be questioned several times.
Even if you have legal documents, a corresponding record will be kept. It's easy to leave a trace.
Unconsciously, they arrived at the Xiaguan Wharf.
Looking at the time, it was already 3am.
This is where Zhang Yong had been last time, eating saury. And then catching a Japanese spy, Hu Bin.
It was very lively at the time. But now, there is not a single person here.
It's 3am, where can you find someone? Everyone has dispersed.
'Ah...'
Yang Lichu began to yawn.
Gu Bafeng was also very sleepy. He began to rub his eyes.
When had they ever stayed up late?
If it had been a normal day, they would have been asleep at three in the morning.
Yang Lichu in particular would probably have already woken up.
'Fine, you can go home!'
'No, that's not possible...'
'You go home and rest. I'll go to Tiger Bridge Prison myself.'
'What for?'
'To get some people out to help with the work.'
'What kind of people?'
'Grave robbers, of course. Isn't the Huaiji authorities good at grave robbing? We'll get some professionals to deal with them.'
'At this time of day?'
'We're still working! Other people must be getting up to work too!'
'You go on your own. I really can't. I need to sleep.'
Gu Bafeng was not interested in Tiger Bridge Prison.
Yang Lichu didn't say anything. But it was obvious that she couldn't hold out either.
So he sent them all away.
Then Zhang Yong took someone alone to Tiger Bridge Prison.
On purpose.
I just wanted to mess with the others.
All that shit about feng shui and dragon veins has made me work even harder than a model worker.
Of course I can't bear the pressure on my own.
I have to make the others suffer.
Zhao Dianshun from Tiger Bridge Prison can help share the burden!
What?
You're not going to receive us in the middle of the night?
Fine, I'll report back to the higher-ups. I'll say that Tiger Bridge Prison isn't cooperating.
Haha...
The convoy arrives at Tiger Bridge Prison.
The police officers on guard outside were all sleep-eyed and stunned as they watched the convoy approach.
Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi had both been to Laoguqiao Prison before. They knew their way around. Without saying a word, they took out their ID and went straight to see the prison warden Zhao Dianchun.
'Gentlemen, what time is it...' one of the police officers muttered in complaint.
'Wake him up right now!' Zhang Yong said coldly from behind them, 'or he can forget about being prison warden.'
'Ah...' The police officers were suddenly terrified.
What a big mouth.
They hurried to report the news.
At the same time, they opened the roadblock to let the convoy in.
They also had an impression of Zhang Yong. They had come during the day last time.
There was no problem with his identity. It was just that sentence that was a bit intimidating. Did the prison warden offend them?
'Zhang Yong?'
'This son of a bitch...'
The prison warden Zhao Dianchun, who received the report, was also furious.
What time is it? 3am!
What are you doing here in the middle of the night? And you're threatening me! Who do you think you are?
But he dared not neglect him.
Because if Zhang Yong dared to make such a wild remark, it meant that the other party had backing.
Don't forget, this guy has a pass from the attendant's office. He can reach the heavens at any time. It would be easy to crush a prison warden.
I don't know what this guy's real background is? He actually has a pass from the attendant's office.
He struggled to his feet. He hurriedly dressed.
He rushed to the meeting room. He found Zhang Yong already sitting there in an imposing manner. The police officers around him didn't dare to breathe.
'Captain Zhang...'
'Warden, I'm sorry to disturb you at this late hour. But there's been a major incident at Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum, and someone has reported it to the President. The President is very angry. He has instructed me to put aside everything else and investigate this matter with all my strength. I have no choice. I had to come and ask for your help.'
'I dare not. I dare not.'
Upon hearing this, Zhao Danchun knew that he had made the right decision.
Damn. It's a case that reaches the heavens.
Zhongshan Mausoleum, during the day, I heard that there was an incident there. But I don't know the details. And I dare not ask.
There are some things that it's best not to know. If you know, you'll get into trouble.
Judging from Zhang Yong's appearance, it must be something bad. He's in a bad mood. But don't let this guy lose his temper with me.
'Captain Zhang, what do you want me to do?'
'It may be related to grave robbers. You help me find some tomb raiders. I'll borrow them for a while.'
'No problem. No problem.'
Zhao Duanchun readily agreed. So it's about grave robbers. Simple.
As long as they're not political prisoners. No, to be precise, as long as they're not members of the Red Party, there's no problem. As long as His Excellency doesn't get angry.
If he doesn't get anywhere with the investigation and blames it on a lack of cooperation, then it's all over.
'What kinds of grave robbers are there in prison?'
'There are plenty. There are all kinds of people from all over the country. How many do you want?'
'Let me see the prisoners first!'
'Okay. I'll arrange for you to see 30 of them. Take your time.'
'Okay!'
Zhang Yong nodded.
Tonight, he would probably have to spend the night in Tiger Bridge Prison.
Alas, what a miserable life...