Chapter 366: Jane in the Emperor's Heart

Back?

Immediately?

Zhang Yong first refused.

He had only just returned from Jinling a few days ago! The cows on the production team were not used this way.

It's catching red-clad female ghosts!

It's not catching Japanese spies!

There are so many people in the secret service, so no one will catch female ghosts?

Why does everything have to come to me?

However...

A thousand words eventually condensed into one word:

'Yes!'

A conditioned response.

Decisive.

No matter how many thoughts are going through his mind, his mouth is honest.

The team leader personally recalled him, so how dare he not return?

If he fails at the most critical moment, the team leader will kick him away, believe it or not. He will not be seen again from now on.

'Be quick!'

The team leader hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong:...

Held the microphone. Need to think about it.

Shit. The tone of the director's voice was quite intense. What red-clad female ghost. Really.

Someone is definitely trying to be mysterious. Once I catch her, I'll start by splashing a round of fresh cow dung. Then pour in a few ladles of black dog's blood. And then shove in a few black donkey hooves.

I've already read all the ghost-busting and tomb-robbery novels. I'm not afraid of anything.

'What's going on?'

'Director on the phone?'

I suddenly heard Li Boqi's voice from behind.

He turned around. He found that it was Li Boqi who had come. Team Leader Li was also born in the year of the dog. His nose is very sensitive. He immediately smelled that something was wrong.

'The director wants me to go back to Jinling immediately.'

'A female ghost in red?'

'Team Leader, you know about this?'

'I heard about it. Someone is trying to get you good.'

'Damn it!'

Zhang Yong cursed fiercely. He was so angry.

Really. He believed that he had never bullied innocent people. Why did someone trip him up?

And he deliberately mentioned himself in front of the committee.

I'm just a nobody who makes two dollars a month, and I've made everyone in Shanghai panic and the people suffer?

That's ridiculous.

Where would the committee's face be if you did that...

I'm even qualified to stand on the same level as him.

Fortunately, Yang Shanfang was well informed and took precautions in advance. Otherwise, I would still be in the dark.

'You should leave quickly! Take a plane.'

'What?'

'Didn't you get a rank in the Air Force? It's an emergency. Take a plane. Planes are much faster than trains. You'll be there in just over an hour. It's also safer. The more time you save on the road, the more time you'll have when you get to Jinling.'

'Right!'

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

If you don't use your power, it expires.

He was a bona fide Air Force major. He had a certificate.

Vice Minister Min personally awarded it to me. There is no exaggeration in it.

What are the benefits of the Air Force?

Of course it's flying in an airplane! Flying around in the sky.

The speed is absolutely top-notch.

'Good!'

'Bring Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming with you.'

'Good!'

'After you arrive in Jinling, you can give Tang Shengming a call.'

'Him?'

'Use all the resources you can. Solve the case within three days, and that will be your moment of glory. Those who want to step on you are providing you with a springboard for nothing. From now on, you will be in the emperor's good graces.'

'I...'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Wow. This Li Boqi speaks in such hyperbole.

And 'in the emperor's heart'?

I dare not hope for this? I really dare not.

The closer the relationship with the committee, the more trouble there will be in the future. It is possible that before the war of resistance is won, we will have to pack up and run.

'Zhongyang!'

Li Boqi shouted.

Zhongyang was nearby. He heard the sound. He hurriedly ran over.

'Here!'

'Immediately notify Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming to go to Jinling with Captain Zhang.'

'Yes.'

'By plane. Hurry.'

'Understood!'

Zhong Yang hurried off to make the announcement.

Zhang Yong then remembered that he still needed to call Yang Lichu.

He would have to personally coordinate the plane.

Li Boqi could not do it.

After all, he, Zhang Yong, was the Air Force man. Only he had the authority to move the plane.

Well, strictly speaking, he was a Shunfeng passenger.

Moving the plane was impossible. He did not have that kind of face. But there was no problem with piggybacking on the plane.

He called back to the Third Intelligence Agency. He guessed that Yang Lichu was there.

Sure enough, Yang Lichu answered the phone soon after, 'Hello...'

'Section Chief Yang. It's me, Zhang Yong.'

'Has there been a change of personnel?'

'No. The head of the department has asked me to return to Jinling immediately. See if there is a flight from Shanghai to Jinling, I'll catch a ride.'

'There is. But it's a transport plane. Only a few people can fit. And it's not very comfortable.'

'No problem. Just as long as it's quick.'

'It's definitely quick. How can a plane not be quick?'

'So when does it take off?'

'I'll arrange it for you. Just wait for my call.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was easy to get a ride with the Air Force.

A transport plane was a transport plane. No one would die. Just wear a few extra layers. A single Mao suit definitely wouldn't do.

At an altitude of 3,000 metres, the temperature dropped by about 20 degrees. It was freezing.

Plus the plane leaked air. The wind was blowing. It was cold.

'Captain!'

'Captain!'

Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming both came.

Yang Zhi was quite mature, as he had been on many missions. Luo Yiming, however, was going on his first long journey.

One was calm.

The other was excited.

Zhang Yong explained briefly, 'The Air Force has arranged a transport plane for us. We'll fly to Jinling. Wear two layers of clothes. It's best to wear a sweater. It's very cold at high altitudes.'

Yang Zhi and Luo Yiming looked at each other.

Not by train? By plane? Wow. That's amazing.

They had never actually been on a plane before. They had no idea what it was like.

Even Zhongyang, who was standing next to them, looked enviously at them.

'Do you want to go?' Zhang Yong asked Zhongyang. "If you want to go, hurry back and get a sweater ready.'

'Right away!" Zhongyang of course wanted to go. He also wanted to fly.

These days, flying was definitely a rare thing. Li Boqi probably hadn't even flown before. Really.

How could planes be useful for ordinary missions?

Only the head of the household needs to fly around.

'Be careful on the road!' Li Boqi said, "Call me as soon as you land.'

'Understood!" Zhang Yong knew that the other person was concerned about him.

These days, planes are fast. However, when it comes to safety, they are still not as good as the ground.

In fact, the safety of planes is already quite high. The chance of an accident is even lower than that of a car. However, if a plane crashes, there is almost no chance of rescue. This makes some people feel that planes are unsafe.

Zhang Yong, who came from the future, of course, would not have such worries.

The president, his wife, and many other bigwigs often travelled by plane. They were not afraid, so why should a little person like him be afraid?

Soon, Zhong Yang, Yang Zhi, and Luo Yiming were all ready. They had all brought thick clothes.

Suddenly, they saw Cao Mengqi hurrying over as well.

Well, he also wanted to join the fun.

'Go!'

Li Boqi waved his hand. He wanted Cao Mengqi to go along and see for himself.

After all, the chance to fly on a plane is rare. If you miss this time, you don't know when it will be next.

You might devote your whole life to the Fuxing Society and never get the chance to fly once.

'Wait for me!'

Cao Mengqi hurried back to get dressed.

Over here, the phone in Zhang Yong's office rang just at the right moment.

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver. Yang Lichu's voice came through.

'Hurry up! There's a transport plane at Qingpu Airport heading back to Jinling. It can take you.'

'Thank you!'

'You go to Qingpu Airport now. I've already made the arrangements. But I can only take seven or eight people. I can't overload the plane. So don't take too much luggage. Five kilos per person is the limit.'

'I know. The five of us, empty-handed.'

'Okay, go!'

'Thank you!'

Yang Lichu hangs up the phone.

Zhang Yong also puts down the receiver.

A few minutes later, Cao Mengqi arrives with a sweater.

'Let's go!'

Li Boqi waves his hand.

The group got into the car. A small escort led by Wei Yong took them to the airport.

At that time, Shanghai had a military airport near Qingpu. That's why it was also called Qingpu Airport. You could see how important Qingpu was. The Ministry of Finance's warehouses were also located here.

Later, the Qingpu training course run by the military intelligence was also nearby. There was a reason for the gathering.

They arrived at the airport. Explained the purpose of their visit. Showed their documents.

'Sir, please!'

Soon, Zhang Yong and the others were let go.

Entering the airport, they found a propeller transport plane waiting for them.

To their surprise, the captain was Chen Shanben.

What a coincidence!

'Captain Zhang!' Chen Shanben stood at attention and saluted.

He was still a captain.

Zhang Yong was a major.

'Why is it you?' Zhang Yong was very surprised.

'We have gradually resumed training,' Chen Shanben replied.

'Gradually resumed?'

'Soon we will be able to fly fighter jets again.'

'I see. I'll hurry and clear Captain Gao's name. So you can continue flying fighters.'

'Thank you!'

Chen Shanben was very grateful.

Zhang Yong was easy to talk to. And very capable.

In a very short time, he had figured out what had happened.

Now Gao Yuanhang had also largely recovered his status as an instructor. They had also started flying transport aircraft and gradually getting used to it.

Why hadn't they just come straight up to fighters?

The main reason was that there had been a gap, which could have caused a loss of skill.

Of course, the most important thing was that they might have to take over a new fighter plane. It might be a Hawker 3 bought from the United States.

'Let's go!'

'Get in!'

Chen Shanben shouted.

He was the only pilot. There was also a mechanic.

The cabin was quite cramped. It could barely fit ten people.

'Boom boom boom...'

'Boom boom boom...'

The engine was very loud.

So was the propeller. You couldn't even talk to the person sitting opposite you. You had to use hand signals.

My ears were buzzing...

When we hit turbulence, the plane lurched violently...

At some point, everyone had the same thought: we're finished, we're going to die...

If we crash...

We won't even have any bones left...

What? Enjoy the view? Forget it. Everyone felt like they were going to die...

Finally, the plane landed.

In fact, the whole flight lasted only about an hour.

It was only a little over 200 kilometres from Shanghai to Jinling.

However, Cao Mengqi and the others felt like it had been ten thousand years.

In their minds, words like 'last will and testament' had flashed through their minds at least one billion and eighty million times...

Finally, the engine shut down.

The propeller slowly stopped spinning.

It was quiet.

But it felt like their ears were still numb. It seemed like it was still reverberating.

They wanted to get off the plane. But they found that their legs were not listening to them. In the end, the mechanics carried them down one by one.

No matter how brave a Rensheng Society agent is, they are now limp.

Cao Mengqi's face was pale and terrible. He could play a corpse straight away.

Chen Shanben saw their appearance and was not surprised. He smiled and said, 'Captain Zhang, just sit a few more times and get used to it.'

'Next time I'll bring some cotton wool to plug my ears,' Zhang Yong shook his head slowly.

'That's fine,' Chen Shanben smiled innocently.

Everyone else was walking unsteadily. They all had weak legs.

The plane was fast. But this feeling, hehe, is really hard to describe in words.

Even if Cao Mengqi is as brave as a lion, at this time, he probably couldn't withstand a single punch from the Japanese spy. If he were to shoot, he probably couldn't hit the target.

Fortunately, after landing, he bent over and wanted to vomit for a while before gradually recovering.

Yang Lichu had already arrived in the car.

'How are you? Are you okay?' She saw the miserable state of the few people.

'Sigh...' Zhang Yong could only let out a sigh.

That damned red-clad female ghost. Don't let yourself get caught. Otherwise...

If it's ugly, crush its bones and scatter its ashes.

If it's pretty, then just give birth to ten or eight female ghosts...

I really hate her.

She summoned me all the way from Shanghai.

Nine and a half lives down the drain.

'I said, what's the matter with you, so urgent?' Yang Lichu asked in puzzlement.

'Jinling is haunted, have you heard?' Zhang Yong was weak with exhaustion.

At this moment, his body was truly drained.

He wanted to vomit. But he couldn't.

'I heard about it,' Yang Lichu nodded, "It seems to have caused quite a stir, the whole city is talking about it. Even my father, an old-fashioned guy like him, heard about it. He even called specifically to tell me to stay in the base and not go out. The base has also added sentries. And patrols have been increased. My mother told me to sleep with someone else at night. Don't sleep alone.'

'No way?" Zhang Yong couldn't believe it.

You guys are the Air Force!

A huge military base is actually afraid of a red-clad female ghost?

That's ridiculous!

You guys have guns!

No matter how powerful a female ghost is, she can't be fearless of guns, right?

Forget it, I'd better hurry up and find Zhou Weilong. Ask him what's going on? It's making such a fuss.

'Just read it for yourself!'

Yang Lichu picked up a newspaper from the back seat of the car and handed it to him.

Zhang Yong took it and read it. The headline was extremely shocking: 'Shock! Late at night! The red-clad female ghost actually did such a thing...'

He suddenly had a start.

He thought someone from the UC Shock Department had also travelled back in time.

Damn, newspapers in this era were desperate for sales. The headlines were more eye-catching than those in later generations.

They really grabbed people's attention.

You would feel bad if you didn't buy the previous issue. Then tragedy struck.

In later generations, there is still some kind of censorship. Some photos with a large scale cannot appear. However, in this era, newspapers were unrestrained. They dared to publish anything. There was no censorship either. A female corpse wearing a red wedding dress was directly put on the front page. Wow. Even in broad daylight. Zhang Yong also felt creepy. He was afraid of snakes. And ghosts. This sexy photo of the female corpse really scared him to death.

When he saw Du Xiaodie's corpse before, he didn't feel anything. Because there was no red wedding dress. There were no such flashy embroidered shoes. Now...

I finally understand why Jinling is in an uproar. These newspapers really should be arrested and flogged.

From this perspective, the government's laissez-faire approach to press freedom does have significant negative consequences.

'There's another one.'

Yang Lichu felt that Zhang Yong's level of horror was not enough.

He found a more shocking one.

Zhang Yong glanced at it.

Wow!

That photo of the red-clad female ghost...

Shit!

I dare not look. I can't say it. I dare not think about it.

What kind of newspaper is this? I'll have it shut down immediately. This is downright anti-human!

Quickly fold up the newspaper.

Damn it, what's with this fierce red-clad female ghost.

It's all these despicable tabloids fanning the flames.

If you want to catch the red-clad female ghost, you first have to shut down these despicable tabloids...

Forget it, let's go back to the headquarters in Goose and Chicken Lane first.

'I'm leaving.'

'Okay.'

Yang Lichu nodded.

Zhang Yong drove all the way back to the headquarters in Goose and Chicken Lane.

He went straight to the Chief of Intelligence, Zhou Weilong. He found that Zhou wasn't there. Mao Renfeng wasn't there either. The head of the department wasn't there either.

Secretary Wang said that they were all out and about.

Zhang Yong: ...

This is exaggerated. We weren't this nervous when we caught the Japanese spy. We weren't this nervous when we caught the Red Party.

A woman in red has everyone on their toes.

They hastily summoned him back, but no one bothered to give him a brief summary of the case. Could he possibly have predicted this?

Finally, he saw Yan Guangkun, head of the Fifth Operations Unit, return.

'Head Yan!'

'Head Yan!'

He hurried up to ask what was going on.

The result...

Yan Guangkun looked aghast.

He looked at him as if he were a monster. It took him a while to react.

'You, Shaolong?'

'If I'm not Shao Long, who am I?'

'How come you're back so soon? You...'

'I flew back.'

'Ah...'

Yan Guangkun suddenly understood.

The look of shock on his face disappeared.

Zhang Yong: ...

Oh, dear. It seems that Team Leader Yan is in a daze!

Could it be that he too is being haunted by the red-clad female ghost?

The way he looks at himself, it's almost as if he's seeing a ghost!

Alas, what a load of crap!