Chapter 186: Tricks

As soon as it was light, Gu Mozhai set off in a hurry.

His work had been completely disrupted by Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong was completely messing things up.

He had no experience of underground struggle and was self-righteous.

It was extremely risky.

He had even brought the radio over.

Could he just take it? It was taboo! And he still felt fine about it!

He can't let him continue like this.

Does he really think that the Restoration Society and the Secret Service Headquarters are useless?

Those people are ruthless.

They will bite you when you least expect it.

He must take the initiative to sever all ties with others.

He must become a loner.

In this way, even if he is exposed, he will not implicate others. Otherwise, the entire organisation will be in danger.

'Laoqi...'

'I have to. This is the only way to better protect the organisation.'

'Okay. I support you!'

'From now on, I will no longer be the head of the Working Committee. Lao Cheng, you take over.'

'Okay. I will activate the emergency plan. All contact with you will be severed. From now on, the only way you can contact us is through a dead letter box. We will not meet with you directly either.'

'Take care!'

'Take care!'

...

'Lao Liang, activate evacuation plan 3.'

'When will it be used?'

'Anytime.'

'Understood!'

'After activation, immediately cut off all contact with me.'

'What?'

'I've been exposed.'

'Understood. Take care!'

...

'Lao Ma, immediately cut off all contact with me.'

'Why?'

'I've been exposed.'

'Understood! Take care!'

...

'Lao Yang, immediately cut off all contact with me.'

'Why?'

'I've been exposed.'

'Understood. Take care!'

...

After a busy time, Gu Mozai returned to his shop.

So tired. All this fuss over Zhang Yong. The guy really means well. But his methods are so crude.

And he's got a lot of nerve.

He dares to attack the radio station now, but what about the future?

I really don't know what shocking things this guy will do in the future.

And he doesn't think it's a big deal.

It's too risky.

His intentions are good. But he really lacks experience!

'Ding-dong!'

'Ding-dong!'

The phone suddenly rang.

Gu Mozai went over to answer it. He picked up the receiver.

Zhang Yong's voice immediately came through, 'Boss Gu, have you woken up? I need to talk to you again.'

'Go ahead!' Gu Mozai was much more relaxed now.

He had severed his ties with the organisation. He had also handed over all the banknotes Zhang Yong had sent him to the organisation to deal with.

From now on, he was all alone. Fighting alone. He wouldn't get anyone else into trouble. Even if he died, it would be him alone. No burden, no pressure.

Of course, the one who fought with him was the freak Zhang Yong.

A strange thought suddenly occurred to him. Maybe he could give the little guy some pointers?

After all, he was basically kind-hearted...

'Gu, last time I asked you to gather some of your own people, did you do it?'

'No.'

'Why?'

'I'm not comfortable with it.'

'It's beneficial.'

'I'm not comfortable with it.'

'You...'

Zhang Yong was speechless.

I already said it, gathering a few of our own people is beneficial.

If we team up to do something illegal, we can help you get a lot of benefits. We have money if you need money, we have radio stations if you need radio stations, we have everything.

Really. Just get a few Japanese spies and there will be a lot of wealth.

Just look at the arrest of the Japanese spies this time. If there had been any Red Party members, all those tens of thousands of dollars would have gone straight into the Red Party's pockets. Where would the contribution have gone? Now it's all gone to the benefit of the Restoration Society.

Gu Mozhai didn't say anything.

He couldn't tell Zhang Yong about organisational discipline, one by one.

Because Zhang Yong wasn't one of them.

The things Zhang Yong liked to get up to weren't allowed in the organisation.

Kidnapping, extortion, beating people up, and assassination are all acts of violence. The underground party strictly forbids participation. This is to maintain the purity of the organisation.

Things like prostitution, gambling, and drugs will seriously corrupt the fighting spirit. They must be avoided.

'These guys...'

'Stubborn...'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone angrily.

He had a vague idea of what was going on. It was just that they didn't like him messing around like that.

On the side of the Communist Party, it doesn't matter what you do. But not on that side. There is strict discipline there. It's not a gang.

Alas, there is nothing I can do. My awareness is so far behind that of others.

But then again, without strict discipline, the Red Party would never have won in the first place.

Self-pity...

Suddenly, the map prompts a red dot approaching.

Zhang Yong immediately perked up. He walked to the window. He raised the binoculars.

He sees that the person approaching is a tall, thin man wearing a cap and carrying a suitcase.

Wow, the Kuomintang is really quick to respond. They've sent the money so quickly.

He's a little happy and a little disappointed.

He's happy because the Kuomintang has really sent the money.

He's disappointed because the money is already marked, and there's no way he can embezzle it.

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He definitely has to hand it in.

He's depressed.

It's 30,000 silver dollars! Why should he give it to someone else?

But he can't not give it...

He had already sold the radio station privately, and if he embezzled another 30,000 yuan, the head of the station would definitely not be able to tolerate it.

So, this money...

He could only take a look.

He silently watched the target enter the hotel. Take the elevator. Go up to the sixth floor.

As it turned out...

The other party actually stopped on the third floor.

Eh?

Third floor? What for?

Comparing the map, he realised that the target had entered Room 305 on the third floor.

Eh?

This guy actually knows how to play hard to get?

He had clearly arrived at the Hotel de Paris. But he didn't come up. Well, there might be a trick behind the door.

They're not good guys.

How could they just hand over 30,000 taels of silver?

A thought occurred to him.

Since the Japanese spies were playing tricks, he might as well take a risk.

This Japanese spy was thin and tall, and he seemed like someone he could take on alone. He could probably ambush him. The only problem was that he didn't have a club.

Unfortunately, there were none on the sixth floor. No clubs. And no bricks either.

So he said hello to Zhongyang.

'I'm going to go down to the lobby and have a look. You stay here and keep watch.'

'Okay!'

Zhongyang agreed.

Zhang Yong took the elevator down alone. He arrived on the first floor. He walked out of the lobby.

He looked around. He didn't find any sticks. But he found a green brick. He picked it up. He wiped it clean. Then he hid it in his personal space. Then he came back.

'Mr. Liu!'

A little beauty greeted him sweetly.

It was the same little beauty who had asked him to enter the lucky draw earlier. She was quite pretty.

She was mainly wearing a little black suit with a white shirt underneath, which was a bit of a uniform seduction. Zhang Yong was really a bit moved when he suddenly encountered her.

It seemed that the most attractive time for Gu Xiaoru was also when she was wearing a little work uniform.

'Hello!'

He politely greeted the little beauty.

Then he got into the elevator. It went to the third floor.

Just as he turned to get into the elevator, he saw a familiar figure.

Gu Xiaoru.

She had just entered through the hotel entrance.

Yes. It was her.

She had actually come to the Hotel de Paris!

Strange, what was she doing here? Who on earth was she?

It felt so mysterious...

If this was filmed for 'Close-Up Science', it would be enough for 30 episodes.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to take a closer look. Because the elevator had already gone up.

He had to give up.

He reminded himself to be careful.

In the future, if he met Gu Xiaoru, he must be more careful.

First, he had to deal with the Japanese spy.

He gets out of the elevator and arrives outside room 305. He looks around. There's no one else around. So he knocks on the door.

The red dot moves towards the door. But he doesn't open it immediately.

It's clear that the other person is also a cautious guy. After all, he's carrying 30,000 silver notes!

Zhang Yong stands outside the door, pinching his throat, 'Waiter, bring some boiled water.'

Then he hides to the side.

After a moment, the door opens.

The thin, tall man pokes his head out to take a look, and...

a brick fell right on him.

'Ah...'

came a short, muffled cry.

He fainted on the spot.

Zhang Yong quickly embraced the other man. Then he entered the room.

He felt that he was getting more and more skilled at this sort of thing. As long as it was a sneak attack, it was never unsuccessful. His technique was perfect.

He was even more skilled at ransacking.

He checked the suitcase.

It had a mechanical combination lock. But that was fine.

With a brick in his hand, he was in control. He smashed the suitcase open with the brick.

This kind of suitcase can't withstand the violent dismantling of a brick.

Open it. Inside is only an envelope. Inside the envelope is a stack of silver notes. All 500 denominations. But there are only ten. That's 5,000 silver dollars.

There's nothing else.

It seems that this Kintaro Nogaya is really playing tricks.

He didn't prepare 30,000 silver dollars at all.

Maybe he doesn't want to hand over the 5,000 silver dollars smoothly either.

Fine. Take your time.

He put the silver notes away. He walked out of the room and hung the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door.

Then he took the elevator. He went down to the first floor. He wandered around the lobby.

He looked left and right, but didn't see Gu Xiaoru. It was as if she had never been there.

Strange...

Is she still at the hotel?

She didn't just appear for a moment and then leave, did she?

She's getting more and more mysterious.

He happened to see the waitress who had asked him to participate in the lucky draw again. He couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

She looked quite pretty. She had a certain charm. And she seemed like a smart person. Smart girls like her were looking for a sugar daddy.

Haha. Unfortunately, he wasn't one. He didn't like girls who were too smart.

She wasn't a spy.

Suddenly, he saw her walking out of the front desk and heading straight towards him.

So he nodded at her to show his familiarity.

'Mr. Liu!'

'What's your last name, miss?'

'My surname is Chu. You can just call me Chu Chu.'

'Hello!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Chu Chu. Gu Xiaoru. Could they be related?