Chapter 235: Just pay the money!

Brace yourself.

This is no time to be sentimental.

Sacrifice is a part of life. He must get used to it. He must adapt.

Catching the Japanese spies and eliminating them will be the greatest consolation for the dead.

'Arrest them!'

'Arrest the owner of the photography studio! Capture her alive!'

Zhang Yong gave the order decisively.

Yan Ruzi was strongly suspected.

If she hadn't tipped off the Japanese killers, they wouldn't have arrived in time.

That damned woman. She really is a snake in the grass.

As expected, the more beautiful a woman is, the less trustworthy she is.

'Go!'

'Go!'

Wu Liuji, furious, led the men in.

However, Yan Ruzi was no longer there. She had obviously seen the situation was bad and quietly fled.

The Fuxing Society had already cordoned off the entire studio. But when the shooting started, everyone was too busy fighting the Japanese invaders to pay any attention to Yan Ruzi. She slipped out the back door.

Two little girls were left, trembling like quails.

'Damn it!'

Wu Liuji cursed.

But it was useless. The person had already run away.

Zhang Yong came in with his gun drawn. He ordered the entire studio to be sealed off.

First, the storage room was sealed off.

Seal up all the boxes inside. Take them away.

Yan Ruzi is a member of the Dagger Society and hates all foreigners, so it is impossible for her to store things for foreigners.

It is also unlikely that ordinary Chinese people would store things with her.

The most likely candidates are the Japanese.

Then there is no problem.

Seize all Japanese belongings!

Damn it!

Clear out the studio.

After such a big incident, Yan Ruzi definitely won't dare to come back.

In that case, we'll search the place to the bottom.

Seal off the entire studio immediately. Take all the property.

The two little girls are also taken away. They are only assisting in the investigation. They definitely don't know anything.

Leaving the studio, Yang Zhi is dealing with the aftermath.

The bodies of the Japanese invaders and the weapons they used have been brought back.

The weapons used by the two Japanese assassins were both Type 44 rifles. The quality of the manufacturing of this type of gun is excellent, and the accuracy is extremely high.

Even without a scope, it can hit its target with 100% accuracy from a distance of 100-200 metres.

Basically, once targeted, the consequences are unimaginable.

If it weren't for the mind map reminding the killers to go up to the roof and shoot, the Fuxing Society would have lost at least a few more people.

Zhang Yong himself estimates that he was the first to be killed. The Japanese spy was targeting him.

Wu Liuji and the others used grenades to take care of the target.

'How many bullets did the killer bring?'

'Fifty rounds.'

'Fifty rounds each?'

'Yes!'

'Damn it...'

Zhang Yong's heart sank.

Luckily, he had struck first. Otherwise... It was terrifying.

A hundred bullets, two Japanese assassins, an attack from both sides, and he was caught in the crossfire. It was so vicious. So cruel.

Even with his knees, he could tell that they must be Japanese Nan agents.

Assassinations were what they did best.

'I'll make the call,'

Zhang Yong hurried back inside the studio. There was a phone inside.

He picked up the receiver and called back the Fuxing Society. He directly sought out the department head. After something this big happened, he had to report to the department head first.

The department head calmly listened before slowly asking, 'Do you need reinforcements?'

'No,' Zhang Yong answered.

There were enough people. There were also enough weapons.

As long as the Japanese killer didn't succeed in a sneak attack, he wasn't afraid.

'What's in the box?'

'I haven't opened it yet.'

'Smash it open right here!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand at Qin Lishan.

Qin Lishan and the others smashed the box with all their strength.

Soon, the box was smashed open.

Then, everyone let out a gasp.

Wow! The light was blinding!

Inside were gold bars of all sizes! There were hundreds of them!

Zhang Yong: ...

Wow! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that! Take that!

You have to understand, these are gold bars! There are big yellow croakers and little yellow croakers!

He's crazy, crazy, he's really crazy.

Takekawa Kumazo is definitely crazy. He's revealed so many gold bars!

If the top brass at the Nan Kuan Organisation find out, they won't need anyone else to do it, they'll chop Takekawa Kumazo into pieces themselves. No, they'll chop him into 10,000 pieces!

With all this gold gone, even the goddess Amaterasu can't protect him!

The Japanese are notorious for their meticulousness. With all that gold, he could arm an entire infantry division!

He was rich!

He was rich!

However, he soon lost his joy.

Shit! It's been exposed!

Damn it!

So much gold!

It's all gone, and it's all gone to someone else. Aaah, it hurts so much, it's all someone else's...

However, there was nothing he could do. Everyone had seen it.

He had to report the truth:

'Sir, it's full of gold bars. There must be over a hundred...'

'What?'

The manager was shocked.

Over a hundred gold bars! Had the Japanese gone crazy?

Why would they keep so many gold bars in Madame Jin's photography studio?

A cornucopia?

He immediately responded, 'Break open all the other boxes!'

'Yes!' Zhang Yong immediately gave the order to break open the boxes.

So everyone got busy.

Soon, another box was forcefully opened. Unfortunately, it was full of banknotes.

Well, it was full of banknotes, one envelope after another. Each envelope contained 50 notes.

There were probably about 100 envelopes in the box.

'Bang...'

Another box was smashed open.

There was nothing of value inside. There were only a few dozen yellowed drawings.

Wait!

Zhang Yong suddenly reached out and picked up the drawings.

He looks at them carefully. His expression is strange.

It turns out that these are the blueprints for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum that were stolen!

They are actually here!

Oh dear, this is really... After searching high and low, I've found them without any trouble.

I was originally looking for the wealth that Wu Chuan Xinyi left behind. Unexpectedly, I've found the blueprints for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. A happy accident?

Well, another unsolved case has been solved. The blueprints have been recovered.

Yan Ruizhi, Yan Ruizhi, who are you really? Why are these things in your storage room?

Are you an accomplice of the Japanese invaders?

Have you surrendered to the Japanese invaders?

Damn, if you get caught, you'll be shot 10,000 times!

"Captain!'

At this time, Yang Zhi came to report.

However, the preliminary inspection results of the two Japanese spies were in.

No valuable clues were found on them. It can only be judged that they are both veterans.

Why?

Because both their hands and shoulder blades had thick calluses.

This was the result of long-term marksmanship training. Anyone with experience could tell.

There was also a clear line on their foreheads where the brim of their caps had been. This indicated that they had worn military caps before.

'But...'

Yang Zhi paused.

He looked at Wu Liuqi next to him again.

'They're not professionals,' Wu Liuqi added immediately.

'How so?' Zhang Yong was curious.

'Their marksmanship was indeed very good. But in other aspects, they didn't seem to be very good.'

'Really?'

'Anyway, it felt like they hadn't received any professional training. Originally, he was high up and in the dark, so he could have fought us for longer. But he didn't. Instead, he tried to fight us head-on. As a result, we injured him with a grenade. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have been so reckless.'

'Veteran...'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

He remembered a sentence Lin Xiaoyan had said earlier: 30 yen for a veteran.

The Japanese spies could recruit a veteran to do their bidding for just 30 yen. This veteran must be very good with a gun. But in terms of espionage skills...

What Wu Liuji had just said was actually the biggest flaw of the Japanese. They were too aggressive. Too fanatical.

Once they fought an enemy, the first thing they thought about was definitely not saving themselves. Instead, they attacked fanatically.

Even if they were killed, they would still attack.

Later, when the Sino-Japanese War broke out, the Japanese army often behaved in the same way.

They attacked without regard for their lives.

It was as if they had all gone mad.

A squadron would dare to chase after an entire regiment of the Nationalist army. A brigade would dare to chase after a division of the Nationalist army.

They were all willing to sacrifice themselves and charge forward without fear.

Very brave.

In contrast, some Nationalist army units just collapsed. A regiment, with thousands of men, could not withstand the fierce attack of a single Japanese squadron. It was sad and lamentable.

But for Zhang Yong, this characteristic of the Japanese invaders was actually a good thing.

The more feverish the Japanese invaders' thinking, the better.

If the Japanese invaders were very cunning and always hid in the shadows, it would have been more difficult to deal with them.

'Bang!'

'Hey, be careful...'

'Bang!'

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Zhang Yong turned around. He found an opened box containing a radio.

His expression became even more gloomy.

This Yan Ruzi, has she really been bought over by the Japanese?

This storage room of hers is nothing but a Japanese warehouse! There are even radios in it!

Who on earth gave her the nerve to dare to store radios here?

What role was she playing inside the Japanese consulate? Why did Yanshu and Lin Xiaoyan both regard her as an enemy?

One hundred percent, the scene at the time was definitely not acting.

Yan Ruzi definitely stole the treasures in the Japanese consulate. And Lin Xiaoyan and Yanzuo really wanted her dead.

Unfortunately, no evidence was found at the scene. Yanzuo and Lin Xiaoyan had no choice but to let her go.

Could it be that this woman was juggling several relationships? It's possible. Beauty is the most useful tool. It can get you anywhere.

'Captain!'

Someone suddenly called out.

But it was the gunshots that alerted the nearby military police and police. They swarmed over.

'Yang Zhi, you go deal with it.'

'Yes!'

Yang Zhi agreed. He went to negotiate with the military police.

Now Zhang Yong had enough manpower around him. For the time being, he didn't need anyone else's help.

There was also a lot of property at the scene. It wouldn't look good for outsiders to see.

All this wealth had been exposed. It had to be handed over. It all belonged to the Fuxing Society.

Turning his head,

he took out two large yellow fish. They were two ten-tael gold bars.

'Liu Qi!'

'Yes!'

'This is an extra pension. You take care of it.'

'Understood!'

Wu Liupi hurriedly agreed.

All the people around him suddenly felt a surge of enthusiasm. They wished they could fight the Japanese invaders again.

Extra pension! Two big gold bars!

The captain is so generous!

Facing the martyrs who sacrificed their lives, Zhang Yong could not do anything else.

Just pay money!

Pay money!

Pay enough pension!

Honor is needed. But material comfort is even more needed.

So, from this perspective, we still have to make more money. Otherwise, we won't be able to give more than a little extra in compensation.

That would just leave countless regrets.

'Captain...'

Wu Liuji was a little worried.

Two big gold bars in one go. It was shocking.

It would be better to give silver dollars. Directly give gold bars...

'None of you should tell anyone,' Zhang Yong said with a stern face, addressing everyone, 'Whoever tells, the dead will come for him at night!'

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

This is an extra pension for the deceased. Who would dare to tell?

Who would be so heartless?

If anyone found out, their ancestral graves would be dug up.

'Captain, I'll take care of it.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong then said to Zhong Yang, 'Everyone has a role to play today. We have eliminated two Japanese assassins. Each person will be rewarded with ten silver dollars. Take it from here.'

'Yes,' Zhong Yang immediately agreed. The envelopes were immediately opened.

Ten silver dollars each. Distributed on the spot.

And of course the dead as well. Double.

Everything was arranged.

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief. He called the two young girls over.

They had been terrified by the crackling gunfire. They had crouched on the ground, motionless. They had thought they were going to die.

After the battle was over, they also felt that they would soon die.

Their boss had run away.

Their boss had hidden so many things!

How could this be?

They will definitely be implicated!

These people from the Rensheng Society are all fierce and evil, they are definitely finished.

For a moment, their hearts were filled with despair.

'You don't need to be nervous,' Zhang Yong reassured them, "How long has your boss been here?'

'Seven months..." one of the little girls answered carefully.

'Where is the original boss?'

'Our original boss was surnamed Huang. He disappeared.'

'Disappeared? What do you mean?'

'One day he told us he was going on a long trip to Lingnan. Then he never came back. Three days later, the new boss came. She said she had already taken over the studio.'

'You didn't suspect anything?'

'We...we...'

The two little girls were so shocked they could hardly speak. They didn't know what to say.

What could they have suspected? And even if they had, what would have been the point? As long as the new boss continued to pay their wages, they would naturally continue to work.

'In the past few months, was there anything unusual?'

'Yes...'

'Oh? What kind of abnormalities?'

'Our boss often brings men back to spend the night...'

'What?'

Zhang Yong's mood suddenly soured.

Yan Ruzi?

Often brings men back to spend the night?

Ahhh, so fickle? So unchaste?

Damn it!

This woman, she must die!

Fury!

"What kind of people?'

'I don't know. Every time he brings someone back, we're kicked out.'

'Where?'

'Back to our dormitory. We can't come back until noon the next day.'

'Do you know those men?'

'No.'

'Are they all Japanese?'

'I don't know...'

'Alright!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He told someone to let the two young girls go.

That was probably all the information they knew. Yan Ruzi definitely wouldn't let them know any secrets.

Yan Ruzi, Yan Ruzi, this damned woman, Zhang Yong hated her with a vengeance.

If he could catch her, he would make her pay.

Unfortunately, he couldn't catch her for the time being.

This woman must be hiding. She wouldn't show her face easily.

She's not Japanese. The map couldn't scan it. So, it was really a bit difficult to catch her.

Damn it. Unwilling. But there was nothing he could do.

He continued to make phone calls.

He still called the department head. Summarising the gains from the previous operation.

The drawings...

The radio...

All needed to be sent back to headquarters.

The department head then instructed:

'You come back. Go see Kumazo Takegawa again. He must be hiding something.'