Chapter 286: Miss Nightingale, you're under arrest

Toiihara is here?

Staying at the nearby Manchurian Xinxing Hotel?

Only a few people around him?

Is this Huang Yanfei weaving a trap for himself?

Trying to assassinate Toiihara himself?

You're joking.

He wouldn't fall for that so easily.

What if it is a trap?

Toi-Hara was one of the biggest Japanese spy chiefs, so how could he be so careless?

He only brought a few people with him? That's asking for trouble, isn't it?

'Really. Really.' Huang Yanfei saw that Zhang Yong didn't believe him. He became anxious.

In order to survive, he was also desperate.

So be it if he betrays.

Anyway, it's come to this. Who cares?

He and Toi-Hara Kenji didn't have much of an emotional connection. He was also a little jealous. It just so happened that he got this information.

'How many people are there around you?'

'No more than ten.'

'Ten?'

'Seven, eight, seven or eight...'

'Get lost!'

Zhang Yong shot him a look.

Damn, you'd better not be cheating me. Otherwise, you'll see.

'Really, really...'

Huang Yanfei hurriedly covered his head and fled.

Zhang Yong pondered for a moment.

The Manchurian Xinxing Hotel is not far away.

This Toi-Hara guy doesn't even live in the Japanese-occupied area of Hongkou. He's hiding out in a hotel?

Great! Let's do him in!

He doesn't care if the guy is Toi-Hara or Toi-Skinny. Now that we've run into him, we have to do him in.

What if we really do him in? Maybe we can rewrite history...

Heh heh. Suddenly, he's full of energy.

'Zhongyang!'

'Here!'

'Liuki!'

'Ready!'

'Get ready! We're going to kill someone. We're going to kill Toiihara Kenji.'

'Good!'

Wu Liuqi is the least afraid of trouble. He's the first to agree.

Of course Zhongyang won't object. Killing a Japanese is the right thing to do. Who would object?

"Let's go!'

Zhang Yong immediately turns around and heads back.

Get in the car. The group heads all the way to the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel.

What? An action plan?

No such thing. Just draw your gun and do it. It's all about being rough.

This Manchurian Xinxing Hotel is not a foreigner's property. It is the property of the puppet state of Manchukuo. It is in a rather awkward position.

How do I put it? The puppet state of Manchukuo was not recognised by many countries. At least, Chiang Kai-shek did not recognise it. Neither did the UK or the US. Only the Japanese themselves recognised it. And one other country, Poland, also recognised it.

Yes, it is that European country that likes to stir up trouble. And then it is often the one that gets beaten up. Zhang Yong wants to beat it up too.

This Manchurian Xinxing Hotel in Shanghai is basically only occupied by Japanese people. Toiihara is staying here, presumably to support the puppet state of Manchukuo?

That would be great.

Kill everyone at the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel and show everyone that it's not safe to stay there.

Soon, the convoy arrives outside the Manchurian Xinxing Hotel.

Sure enough, they spot seven red dots. They should all be Japanese. However, it is impossible to tell which one is Toiihara Kenji.

The only thing that is certain is that there is no ambush. No strange white dots are visible. The trajectory is normal.

Draw your guns.

Get ready to do it.

Zhang Yong reminds everyone.

'Don't say we're from the Restoration Society. Just say we're Liu Heizi! We're gangsters! Understand?'

'Understood!'

'Fuck him!'

Zhang Yong is the first to rush into the hotel.

There are not many people inside. It seems that business is not very good.

Just raise your guns.

'Don't move!'

'Raise your hands! Stand still!'

Charged into the lobby, first controlling everyone around.

The hotel itself has security. There are guns. But when so many people charge in, no one dares to draw their guns?

They are just security guards. They are not stupid. They understand that drawing their guns means death.

'Go!'

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waves his hand.

Heading upstairs first. They must take the stairs.

What a shitty hotel, not even an elevator. And there are fucking six floors!

The red dots gathered on the fourth floor.

Charge!

Charge!

They quickly rushed to the fourth floor.

The loud footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the Japanese invaders.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The two sides engaged in fierce fire at the stairwell.

Two red dots guarded the stairwell. They were both using Browning pistols.

'Ta-ta-ta...'

'Ta-ta-ta...'

Wu Liuji opened the way with his submachine gun.

He killed two Japanese soldiers on the spot. The two red dots disappeared. There were still five left.

'Go!'

'Go!'

The others rushed up one after the other.

Zhang Yong stood aside very consciously. He was not good at melee combat.

'Da da da...'

'Da da da...'

Thomson fired all the way.

Soon, two more red dots disappeared.

In front of Thomson, the Browning pistol was simply not good enough.

The melee continued.

It was smooth all the way.

There are only seven Japanese soldiers, so how can they possibly be a match for Thomson's submachine gun?

None of them expected an enemy to charge up so aggressively. And it seems they can accurately pinpoint their position. The attacks are all targeted.

'Da-da-da...'

'Da-da-da...'

Another burst of gunfire.

The last three red dots disappear. All the Japanese soldiers have been eliminated.

The last Japanese soldier was killed in the room.

Zhang Yong walks over with his gun raised.

The battle is completely over.

When he enters the room, he finds the body of a middle-aged Japanese man.

Wu Liuqi did not shoot him in the face. He left it for identification purposes.

However, after taking a look, Zhang Yong frowned. It doesn't seem to be Toiihara Kenji?

Although the Japanese soldier in front of him is also a bit fat and has a moustache, he still feels that it doesn't quite look like him. The Toiihara Kenji in his memory doesn't seem to be like this.

Perhaps the battle went too smoothly, so he is not very confident?

Never mind. It's a mistake to kill the wrong person.

After all, all Japanese invaders deserve to die.

'Search!'

A quick and thorough search of the room begins.

There are a lot of things in the room. It looks like someone has moved a long way. There are several suitcases alone.

Opening one of the suitcases, there are heavy oceanic notes inside. They are all sealed individually. They are long envelopes. That is, there are 100 of them in one envelope. The silver dollars seized earlier were all sealed in groups of 50.

'This way too!'

'This way too!'

After opening several suitcases in a row, they find that they are all full of sealed silver dollars.

It seems that this puppet state of Manchukuo is really rich. So many silver dollars. There must be at least ten thousand. But they are also stupid. They don't even use silver certificates. They actually carry the physical silver!

Haha. It's stupid and heavy. In total, there are only about ten thousand. If it were silver certificates, just a few dozen would do.

This Japanese person is most likely stupid. They don't use silver certificates.

There is still one suitcase.

Lift it. It's light. I'm very excited. Could it be the silver notes?

Open it.

Disappointed.

There are no silver notes. Just documents.

I pick one up. It says 'top secret' on it.

I don't have time to read the details. I'll put it away for now.

Suddenly I need to go to the toilet.

I see the toilet tank and remember a scene from a spy drama.

What if...

I lift the tank cover.

I feel like I've probably watched too many spy dramas. How could there be such a coincidence? The Japanese invaders were not naive...

Who would really hide something in the toilet tank?

And then...

Huh? Another discovery!

There's a bag of something in there!

I take it out and discover it's a packet of gold foil. I tear it open. Inside are heavy gold bars!

Overjoyed.

Forced to calm down.

Sure enough, not all spy dramas are lies. Someone really did hide something in the toilet tank. And what the hell is it that they hid? Gold bars.

A rough count: 20 in total. All 10-tael yellow crocodiles.

No question about it, take them all.

Immediately store them in the personal space. No one knows.

It wasn't a wasted trip after all.

As for the big ones outside, just consider it a reward for everyone.

After urinating,

and came out refreshed.

'Retreat!'

He waved his hand and quickly retreated.

There were no casualties. It was almost as smooth as a drill.

Except for the seven bodies of the Japanese invaders left behind, it was as if nothing had happened. As if no one had ever been here.

He went downstairs.

He returned to the hotel lobby.

Zhang Yong shouted at the receptionist,

"I am Liu Heizi!'

'After the Japanese return, tell him that I, Liu Heizi, am waiting for him.'

'We took the suitcase. If you want it back, leave a message at the hotel reception. I'll send someone to check.'

Then he walked away smartly.

But he didn't go back to the office immediately. Instead, he returned to the hideout where the nightingale had been hiding.

The nightingale had hidden here before, so there might be something valuable here. She had left in such a hurry that she might not have had time to take everything. Haha. If there was just one dollar, the two agents would have enough for their medical expenses.

What?

We just seized three boxes of silver dollars. Isn't that enough?

Ridiculous!

Who would say no to more silver dollars?

We're risking our lives for this. Every silver dollar counts.

We can't let any silver dollars go to waste!

Back at the scene of the firefight, they found another red dot.

They couldn't believe their eyes. It was real.

It was real. It was about 300 metres from the place where the Nightingale had been hiding.

It looked like a three-storey residential building.

These are very common in Shanghai. They look unremarkable from the outside.

And there are many of them for rent.

Could it be the nightingale?

I don't know.

But this time, Zhang Yong will not charge straight in.

He must completely surround the target. Then slowly close in. He will not give the target a chance to escape again.

Turn the corner. Enter the side street. Then pull over in a remote area. Then order everyone to get out of the car.

'Captain, anything?'

'Yes. It's probably the nightingale again. She still has a nest somewhere nearby.'

'She didn't run far?'

'Maybe she always feels safest in the most dangerous places!'

'So let's...'

'Surround it first. Then slowly approach.'

'Good!'

'Follow me!'

Zhang Yong led the team and quietly approached the target.

Soon, the red dot cut into the map again.

Continue to approach. Close the distance to about 100 meters.

They can't go any further.

With so many people, if they continue to advance, they may be discovered.

Perhaps there are also other people on guard around the nightingale. If they only have their eyes on the nightingale, they can easily be ambushed.

Fortunately, 100 metres is enough. The surrounding terrain can basically be revealed. The map shows that there is also a street behind that residence. If they occupy it in advance, they can form a blockade.

'Zhongyang, you go down that street and come around from behind.'

'Okay!'

'We'll be there in about 30 minutes. You need to seal off the area by 8:30.'

'Got it!'

Zhongyang led his team away.

Zhang Yong waited patiently.

Suddenly, another red dot appeared in the south of the map.

Zhang Yong quickly raised his binoculars and saw that the red dot was a small car. It was also black. It was gradually approaching the Nightingale.

Frowning,

Zhang Yong wondered what the car was doing there.

Is it here to take the Nightingale away?

Look at the time. There are still 20 minutes left. Zhongyang and the others will only be in position then.

No.

There is no time to waste.

Zhang Yong decides to take a risk. First, arrest someone.

The first person to arrest will be this car that has come a long way.

No...

Wait until the Nightingale gets in the car.

Zhang Yong suddenly realises that he doesn't actually need to take action early.

Since the nightingale is going to get into the car and escape, just stop the car directly. If the other party tries to escape, just shoot.

In TV and movies, it seems that pistols can't hit cars. I don't know how effective they really are. But he still has the Thompson submachine gun and the rifle. The penetration power is definitely enough.

He immediately called the submachine gunner and rifleman, and told them that if they intercepted the car later, they could fire as much as they wanted.

There was only one requirement: the car had to be stopped. It didn't matter if anyone got killed.

'Is that clear?'

'Yes!'

the men answered in unison.

The enemy was nearby. They couldn't shout too loudly.

'Good!'

Zhang Yong was relieved.

So they continued to wait.

Sure enough, the car stopped near the red dot.

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars. But he saw a man walking downstairs. It didn't seem unusual.

A man?

Not a woman?

Not the Nightingale?

Zhang Yong frowned again. Is this the new Japanese spy?

Forget it. Never mind. Arrest!

The two red dots almost overlapped. Then the car returned to the same road.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Wu Liuqi immediately charged out with his Thompson submachine gun.

'Da-da-da...'

'Da-da-da...'

The submachine gun fired at the wheels.

The car stopped and seemed to try to swerve, but it failed.

Because there were other armed agents all around. And there were rifles trained on them from a distance. A fatal shot could be fired at any moment.

Finally, the car came to a halt, unwillingly. Clearly, the people inside didn't want to die.

Otherwise, they could have crashed into the sides of the street. They could have killed themselves. Or they could have been killed by the bullets.

'Get out of the car!'

'Get out of the car!'

Wu Liuqi and the others surrounded the black car.

The four windows of the black car obediently rolled down. The two people inside cooperated and raised their hands.

Zhang Yong came up.

He looked at the man. The man was sitting in the back seat, looking very calm. Even when a dark gun barrel was pointed at him, he did not panic in the slightest.

It must be admitted that this Japanese spy really has a lot of self-control. He is really well-trained.

Zhang Yong observed carefully. Finally, he noticed something unusual.

It seemed that he did not have a Adam's apple?

Oh, could it be that this is the legendary woman dressed as a man?

Okay, let's take a look...

'Miss Nightingale? You're under arrest!' Zhang Yong said tentatively.

The other person did not reply.

Zhang Yong walked around him.

He was sure.

She was indeed a woman dressed as a man.

'I once stripped Shangchuan Jingzi of her clothes. Do you want me to strip you?'

'You win...'

Finally, the man spoke. It was a familiar female voice.

It was the woman who had called during the firefight at the Yin residence. Zhang Yong would never forget that voice.

'It seems we already know each other from the phone call.'

'That's right. Captain Zhang. My name is Keiko Amakawa. Nice to meet you.'