Chapter 217: Shui Ling Bridge

Li Yunyang was nowhere to be found. Zhang Yong didn't care.

She was lost, but she was very capable of surviving on her own. There was no need to worry.

Drive. Head to Gu Mozhai. Oh, it's called Sanbao Zhai now.

The name of the shop has changed, and so has the name of the person. It's as if he's the plague. How tragic.

Arrived at the door. Parked the car. Saw Lao Gu polishing those worthless antiques again. Same as every day, he's drunk.

How much money can this shabby shop earn for the organisation?

It's better to catch spies with me. One spy is worth a year's salary.

Of course, I dare not say so.

Everyone has their own principles.

Look around. I don't see Wu Jiu Tian. Didn't I tell him to wait by the door when he's not busy?

'Lao Gu, where's Lao Jiu?'

'Just took someone to Wei Feng Yin Lou. Will be back soon.'

'I'll wait then.'

Zhang Yong paced in.

Soon, Wu Jiu Tian returned. The rickshaw was empty.

'Boss...'

'Show me around.'

'Sure!'

Wu Jiu Tian wiped the sweat from his brow.

Zhang Yong got into the rickshaw.

'Where to, boss?'

'Over to Shui Ling Bridge.'

'Sure! Hang on!'

Wu Jiu Tian flung the towel and started pedalling.

Soon, the rickshaw started running briskly.

Shuiling Bridge is a major thoroughfare in Jinling City. Zhang Yong came here to wait for the right opportunity.

His main purpose was to see how many Japanese people passed through Shuiling Bridge every day. And how many of them were Japanese spies. If there were any, he wanted to see if he could catch a few.

Other people caught Japanese spies by following clues. He would just scan for them. He would catch as many as he could. The more spies he caught, the more information he would get.

Of course, he was using the identity of Liu Heizi to do so. Not the identity of the Fuxing Society.

'Boss, we're here!'

'Thanks!'

Zhang Yong got out of the car. He handed Wu Jiu Tian a silver dollar.

Wu Jiu Tian hesitated and didn't take it.

'This is your pay,' Zhang Yong said, "you don't have any other business today.'

'What are we going to do?" Wu Jiu Tian stretched his muscles.

'Stand guard,' Zhang Yong pointed to the teahouse next to Shuiling Bridge, 'we'll be here all day. Drinking tea.'

'Stake someone out?' Wu Jiu Tian gradually came to his senses.

'Statistics.'

'What?'

Wu Jiu Tian didn't understand.

Zhang Yong didn't go into detail. He walked straight into the teahouse.

The teahouse was small and not very high-end. It was airy and had a very wide view. It was conducive to observation.

They casually found a seat by the side of the room. They asked the tea master to bring two pots of Longjing tea. They also asked for some pickles and dim sum.

Wu Jiu Tian put down his rickshaw and walked in as well.

Zhang Yong points to the seat in front of him. He tells him to sit across from him.

'Boss...'

'From now on, we're brothers on this mission.'

'In that case, I won't be rude.'

Wu Jiu Tian sits down.

Zhang Yong takes out a revolver and hands it to him under the table.

Wu Jiu Tian: ?

'You must carry a weapon on a mission.'

'Yes!'

Wu Jiu Tian takes the revolver. He inserts it at his waist. He uses his clothes to hide it.

The movement was very skilled. It was obvious that he had come from the military.

In fact, as long as you are a Chinese soldier, you will know how to use a submachine gun.

This kind of submachine gun, which is despised in Europe, is simply the standard for soldiers in China. It is very popular.

Zhang Yong pushed ten silver dollars from the table to Wu Jiutian again, 'This is the activity funding. Sometimes you may need to act alone. All expenses will be reimbursed by me.'

'Thank you, boss!' Wu Jiu Tian took the ten silver dollars. He was full of energy. He kept a close watch on his surroundings.

He felt as if he could fight off a tiger.

In fact, in the face of a machine gun, a tiger really had no reason to be arrogant.

One bullet couldn't kill it. Ten bullets would definitely kill it.

Zhang Yong lifted his teacup.

A long day had begun. He waited and waited.

Finally, a red dot appeared on the map. It was a small black car. The license plate number was nothing special.

Because there were a lot of people coming and going, the car wasn't going fast.

'Go and stop it,'

'Okay!'

Wu Jiu Tian immediately went out.

Then he pulled the rickshaw and deliberately blocked the car in front of it.

'Di di!'

'Di di!'

The car kept honking its horn. Wu Jiu Tian just deliberately didn't move. It was blocking the road.

The driver got out of the car. He yelled at Wu Jiu Tian.

At this moment, Zhang Yong appeared.

He was holding a Browning pistol in his hand. At the same time, he flashed his Fuxing Society ID.

'What do you do?'

'Get out of the car!'

he yelled coldly.

The driver was dumbfounded.

'Boss, we are good people, good people...'

'Who is in the car?'

ADVERTISEMENT

'Our boss, boss...'

Zhang Yong looked into the car. He saw a plump man sitting there.

Obviously not Japanese in disguise. Great, a good start. First one down. The Japanese disguised as Chinese definitely have something to hide.

'Sorry, we're on official business. What's your name?' Zhang Yong asked.

'Our boss is Wei Jinfu. He's the owner of Wei Feng Silver Shop,' the driver hurriedly introduced.

'Wei Feng Silver Shop, Wei Jinfu, right?' Zhang Yong took out a piece of paper and pen and made a serious-sounding note of it.

It wasn't a fake. It was really being put on record.

After all, the other party was a Japanese spy. And there were so many Japanese spies these days, he couldn't remember them all.

He wasn't going to hand this one in. He wanted to take care of it himself.

It turned out to be the boss of Wei Feng Silver House. It was probably quite profitable.

Without a word, the registration was complete.

'Let's go!'

'Okay!'

The driver let out a sigh of relief. He quickly turned around and drove off.

Over there, Wu Jiu Tian also pulled the rickshaw out of the way. The car gradually faded away.

'Boss...'

'Call me Boss!'

'Okay. Boss. Is there a problem with this Wei Boss?'

'Pay more attention when you have time.'

'Okay!'

Wu Jiu Tian promised.

Zhang Yong returned to the teahouse. He continued to drink tea.

He had passed by Wei Fengyinlou before. But it hadn't been scanned.

It was probably because Wei Jinfu wasn't there at the time.

This kind of time difference and misalignment was probably still happening in other places.

If you wanted to catch all the Japanese spies, you would have to go shopping again and again. Scan again and again.

Keep watching.

At ten o'clock, another red dot appeared.

Unfortunately, it was a swaggering Japanese. This kind of openly identified person was not within his scope of surveillance. Let go.

Soon after, it was noon. Lunch time.

The teahouse did not serve lunch. There was only some simple food. It definitely would not be enough to fill you up.

'Go buy some buns!'

Zhang Yong took out a silver dollar and handed it to Wu Jiu Tian.

Wu Jiu Tian took the silver dollar and went. Then he came back with a bunch of buns.

He grinned from ear to ear.

It was great to follow the local tyrant.

Unfortunately, it wasn't exciting enough. There were no enemies. No need to fight.

The machine pistol was completely useless.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong saw a figure. It was Li Yunyang. She had actually come. And she had tracked him here.

That was strange. If he let her go, she would get lost. But if he followed her, she would be able to keep up. That was really strange.

He waved at her. Since she was here, that was a good thing.

At his place, women are used like men. Men are used like animals. If they come, they have to work.

Li Yunyang looks at Wu Jiutian.

'His name is Lao Jiu. He is from the Northeast Army. He killed several Japanese.'

Zhang Yong gives a brief introduction.

Li Yunyang then sits down. She sits on the side.

Zhang Yong pushes the buns in front of her. She doesn't mind and eats three.

Suddenly, Zhang Yong's eyes flash.

Another red dot appears. Haha. There are so many Japanese.

The people also came in small black cars.

It seems that in those days, cars only came in one type – black.

Anyway, I've never seen any other colours.

He nudged Wu Jiutian. Wu Jiutian immediately went to prepare the rickshaw. He was going to stop the car.

'Are we going to make a move?'

'Bring your gun. Stand by to guard. If I'm in danger, shoot immediately.'

'Okay!'

Li Yunyang held the gun. He looked menacing.

At this time, Wu Jiutian had already stopped the car with the rickshaw.

Zhang Yong got in and, holding his ID, demanded that the person inside come out for inspection.

Suddenly, the window rolled down. A beautiful face appeared.

'Captain Zhang, are you busy?'

'It's you?'

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

It was Lin Xiaoyan (Kamagawa Kyoko) inside?

Well, she really is a persistent spirit.

I saw her inside the Japanese Consulate last time, and now I see her again.

Busy?

Busy my ass!

Get lost!

Lin Xiaoyan opened the car door. Get out.

She was wearing a brand new kimono, which really made her look quite attractive.

After all, she was a female spy carefully selected by the Special High School. Moreover, it seems that she had a bit of status within the Special High School. She had a bit more arrogance.

With her slender figure, she really looked quite attractive in her Japanese woman's attire.

There was nothing she could do about it; it was an objective fact.

'What? Captain Zhang wants to arrest me again and torture me?'

'None of your business. Just go!'

'But I have something to tell Captain Zhang!'

'I'm busy. I don't have time to listen to you. Just go.'

'Captain Zhang...'

She suddenly reached out and embraced Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?

What's going on?

Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?