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Chapter 199: Killer, Old Beggar

'What do you want me to do?'

'Please help me ask Liu Heizi out.'

'What for?'

'I want to talk to Liu Heizi about something.'

'Then go ask him yourself.'

'I can't...'

'Okay, come back to my room and we'll talk about it.'

'Okay!'

The Japanese spy didn't suspect a thing.

The person in front of him could definitely not be Liu Heizi. So why should he worry?

The two men took the elevator to the third floor. They entered room 306.

'Please!'

The Japanese spy walked in front.

Zhang Yong took out the brick. He smashed it from behind.

The Japanese spy actually reacted quite well. He sensed that something was wrong. He hurriedly turned around. Unfortunately...

it was too late. He was knocked unconscious by the powerful blow.

'Poof!'

and his body collapses limp.

Zhang Yong puts the brick away. He quickly checks the Japanese spy's body.

Unfortunately, he doesn't find anything of value. There are just a few scattered banknotes. And they aren't even legal tender.

What bad luck.

There isn't even a dollar.

Is the Japanese spy's organisation that poor?

He leaves the room, locks the door, takes the stairs up to the fourth floor, goes to room 402, picks the lock with his skills, enters the room, sees a suitcase,

Pick it up. Place it on the bathroom floor. Then use a brick to smash it.

'Boom!'

A few minutes later, the suitcase is successfully smashed open.

Inside, he sees a pistol. A Browning M1903, the most common model. It is 9mm in calibre. There are also two magazines. And two American-made MK2 grenades.

Collect it all.

He finds another envelope. Inside are silver notes.

Take them out and count them. They are silver notes with a face value of 500 silver dollars. They were issued by Hankou Fenghui Bank.

There are seven silver notes in total. A total of 3,500 silver dollars.

Less than last time.

'Damn it...'

'Trying to trick me again!'

Zhang Yong angrily put the silver notes away.

Last time, he also brought 5,000 silver dollars. This time, only 3,500? It seems that there is no sincerity!

The Kuaiji Bureau has not yet suffered a serious blow from me. There is no way they don't have the money. It must be that Kintaro Noguchi is being stingy. He doesn't want to part with it. Then there's nothing I can do. I'll just have to teach the other party a lesson.

Clean up the scene. Return to Room 306. I find that the target, the Japanese spy, has not yet woken up. This time it seems like a pretty heavy hit.

So, here's the problem. It seems like there's no way to hide it this time.

Before passing out, the target had already noticed his movements. And this is room 306. He can't deny it.

In that case, let's face it!

He poured a glass of cold water into the Japanese spy's face.

The Japanese spy woke up groggily.

He looked at Zhang Yong and then around. It seemed that his consciousness was returning very slowly.

'You are...'

'Liu Heizi.'

'Liu...'

The Japanese spy's thoughts seemed to be stuck.

He looked at Zhang Yong blankly, as if he couldn't remember anything.

Pretending to have amnesia?

Zhang Yong frowned inwardly.

He couldn't tell if this Japanese spy was really suffering from amnesia or not.

If it was true, it would be fine. But if it was fake, it would mean that the other person was very good at pretending. First-class acting.

What should he do?

Arrest him?

That wouldn't be very useful. With this kind of Japanese spy, if you arrested him and tortured him, you wouldn't get much information.

In fact, he may just be a simple courier. He definitely won't know much. The Japanese authorities didn't let him carry too many banknotes for fear that he would never return.

Last time, 5,000 silver dollars were stolen. If another 3,500 silver dollars are stolen, the Japanese will be heartbroken.

All the Japanese are extremely stingy.

Not to mention 8,500 silver dollars. Even if it's just eight silver dollars, it could kill them.

Oh, except for Kitakata Taro...

This guy is ruining other people's homes.

Forget it. Just ask. Then bury it somewhere. End of story.

'What's your name?'

'Kaku Ichiro Suminokuchi.'

'What do you do?'

'I'm assigned to the Kanto Army Military Police Headquarters.'

'What are you doing here?'

'Paying the ransom. Luring Liu Heizi out.'

'Luring him out where?'

'Ox Street.'

'Where are you going to do it?'

'Ambush. Kill Liu Heizi.'

'How many of you are there?'

'...'

Cen Jiao Yinan was in deep thought.

Apparently, this information was not known to him.

It was to be expected. He was only responsible for luring Liu Heizi out. The assassination task was not his responsibility. Of course he didn't know.

Then the question arose: Was this guy telling the truth?

Had he been confused by the brick and told everything?

It seemed that he was really confused by the brick. What he said seemed to be the secrets of the Kwei Military Police Headquarters.

However, Zhang Yong had to be careful.

What if this was a carefully designed trick by the Japanese secret service?

This guy was spilling information faster than he could eat TTTTT.

What if there was a twist and a twist?

One could never be too careful.

Zhang Yong was very self-aware of his own level. He felt that he was definitely no match for these professional secret agents. Therefore, one must be very careful...

'Knock, knock!'

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Zhang Yong immediately draws his pistol. Loads it. Listens carefully for any noise outside.

'It's me!'

A voice, Chu Chu's, comes from outside.

Zhang Yong signals the Japanese spy to open the door.

Meanwhile, he stands in the corner of the room. The muzzle of the pistol is pointed at the door.

If anything goes wrong, he will shoot immediately.

The Japanese spy opens the door.

It is indeed Chu Chu outside.

She looks at the Japanese spy, puzzled, 'Mr Yuan...'

The Japanese spy doesn't respond.

It seems that he has forgotten his own identity.

Chu Chu: ?

She looks again at Zhang Yong, who is holding the gun.

'What are you doing here?' Zhang Yong asks with a frown.

Chu Chu: "A guest complained that there was a bang-bang-bang sound just now. I came up to check it out.'

Zhang Yong: ...

Oh, it was the sound of the suitcase being smashed.

So he says, "I did it. It's in room 402. It's fine now.'

Chu Chu looks at the Japanese spy in front of her in puzzlement.

Zhang Yong waved his hand to indicate that she could go.

Chu Chu then took her leave.

Zhang Yong closed the door again. He was convinced that the Japanese spy really was mentally ill.

However, this was only temporary. His memory would surely return gradually.

Therefore...

He could not be allowed to stay!

He must find a place to get rid of him.

Niulan Street. Zhang Yong knew it. It was not far away. Three streets away.

He had passed by there during the previous search.

Due to years of disrepair, Ox Lane is full of dilapidated adobe houses. They are out of place in the bustling world outside.

Most of the adobe houses are actually uninhabited.

If there are any people living there, they are homeless.

If the Japanese spy is hiding somewhere, it would indeed be difficult for ordinary people to find him.

But Zhang Yong is not ordinary.

So he decided to go to Ox Lane to have a look. At the same time, he would deal with the Japanese spy in front of him.

'Come with me to Ox Lane.'

'Oh...'

The Japanese spy replied blankly.

Apparently, his brain had been seriously damaged and he had really lost his memory.

Now, all he had were the deepest memories. His original identity. He could no longer remember his disguise.

'Follow me!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong took the Japanese spy to Niulan Street.

They didn't find any hidden Japanese spies. The map didn't show any other red dots.

They looked closely at the map and the surrounding situation to find a suitable location.

'Shit!'

A single slash ends the life of the Japanese spy.

He pushes over an adobe wall and buries his victim's body in the rubble.

It's done.

He then concentrates on hiding inside the rubble and waits.

If the Japanese spy wants to ambush him here, he will definitely send someone ahead of time. The killer will arrive early.

Perfect.

He arrives early and gets there first.

Time passes slowly.

Suddenly it starts to rain.

The rain starts off drizzling, then gradually becomes heavier.

Eventually, everything became white. Visibility was seriously reduced. You could hardly see anything beyond 30 metres.

Suddenly, the map indicated the presence of a red dot.

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars.

He hoped that the binoculars could increase visibility. However, they were of no use.

He could barely see the target until it was within 30 metres.

'It's him!'

Zhang Yong felt a shiver run through his body.

The old beggar!

Damn it!

It's the old beggar!

Although he wasn't dressed as a beggar. But he remembered the old beggar's face.

Son of a bitch!

He actually came here.

It turns out that the old beggar is actually a killer.

Nervous.

Holding his breath.

What should he do?

He's alone, he definitely can't beat him.

Before, so many people surrounded and blocked him, but they were unable to stop the opponent. There was no way to even injure the opponent. This shows how strong the opponent is.

If he fights him one-on-one now, he probably won't last even one round.

Oh no. I didn't realise he was such a tough nut.

What should I do?

Cautiously lie low.

Don't dare make a sound. Afraid of being discovered.

If the other person makes the first move, he's a dead man too.

So nervous...

Even breathing has to be done carefully...

The map shows that the target is actually crouching about 15 metres away from him.

It's a small depression. Perfect for hiding.

'What should I do?'

Zhang Yong was torn between heaven and earth. His brain cells were dying.

Should he take the risk?

He had a grenade. He could throw it.

Fifteen metres was actually just the right distance. His aim was also quite good.

He could forget about the gun, he would definitely miss.

The only way to ambush the target was with the grenade.

If the grenade exploded near the target, there was a good chance it would injure him.

The target's hiding in a small depression, which can effectively protect him from gunfire. But grenades have a negative effect. He won't be able to jump out of the way in time.

Moreover, Zhang Yong will wait three seconds after pulling the pin before throwing the grenade.

This ensures that the grenade explodes as soon as it hits the ground.

The target won't be able to escape.

You have to know that within a radius of five metres, the lethality of a grenade is still quite considerable. The chance of casualties is very high.

In fact, what Zhang Yong needs is not to kill. He just needs to injure.

As long as he can cause the old beggar to be injured even a little, he will have won. Really.

An injured old beggar will never be as agile again. He will never be able to escape from so many people. Next time, it will be his time to die.

However, there is one small detail.

This grenade needs to have its safety pin removed in order to detonate. And removing the safety pin will make a sound.

With the beggar's skills, he would definitely hear it.

This guy is very sensitive. You can't afford to underestimate him.

'Boom...'

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

A flash of inspiration came to mind.

Could he use the sound of thunder to cover the sound of pulling out the safety pin?

Yes.

That's it!

Zhang Yong took a deep breath. Quietly, he took out the grenade.

His finger was on the pull ring. Waiting for the next thunderclap.

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