Chapter 503: Not a wasted trip

'Baka!'

'You!'

'Scum!'

'Idiots!'

Toiihara was furious.

The transport convoy of the Masakane Bank had been robbed! The security team had been wiped out!

Hundreds of kilograms of gold ingots had been stolen!

The news reached him first.

What Qiu Tianlai!

It was clearly Zhang Yong who did it.

No one but Zhang Yong would have the guts to do such a thing.

This is revenge!

This is blatant provocation!

Baka!

Toihara wanted to strangle Zhang Yong on the spot!

His hatred for this Zhang Yong could not be quenched by the entire Bohai Bay. The waters of the Pacific Ocean could not wash it away.

Angry.

Furious.

This is slapping him in the face!

It's directed at him! He's about to explode.

Aah, hundreds of pounds of gold! It's just been taken.

The Bank of Japan is useless.

They knew there was so much gold, but they didn't send more people to escort it. Now everyone is dead and the gold has been stolen.

What's even more outrageous is that there was a Bank of Japan escort vehicle behind them. They didn't dare confront them. Instead, they chose to stand by and watch.

In a rage, Toihara ordered all the people in the car to be executed. To set an example.

The order was given. But no one carried it out.

He had no control over the Bank of Japan.

The Bank of Japan was not subordinate to the military. It was subordinate to the Black Dragon Society.

Strictly speaking, it was subordinate to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was under the control of Keisuke Okada. It also had close ties with the Manchurian Railway. An order from the military was useless.

However, those people were ultimately ordered to commit hara-kiri as punishment.

They had shamed the Empire of Japan. They were cowards. Only by committing hara-kiri could they salvage their reputation.

The Bank of Japan could not tolerate such useless people.

The Black Dragon Society was clamoring for revenge. A large number of its key members had already arrived in Tianjin from Manchuria.

Sakagaki Seishiro was also very annoyed, and was arranging for more people to come.

They will take the train directly to Tianjin. They will start their operation as soon as they arrive.

An operation targeting the Secret Service Bureau of the Restoration Society. The goal is to force Zhang Yong out. And then kill him.

'Has the military police left yet?'

'Your Excellency, the military police have already arrived near the Bank of Japan.'

'Good!'

Toiihara gradually calmed down.

The gold had been stolen. It was Zhang Yong who did it. They wanted to get it back. It was impossible.

But anything that fell into Zhang Yong's hands was impossible to get back.

Unless you killed Zhang Yong himself.

The problem was...

He couldn't do it!

He racked his brains, searched his mind, and ruminated, but he could never find a way to deal with Zhang Yong.

A counter-intimidation scheme?

That came to mind.

But there was no way to execute it.

If you wanted Zhang Yong dead, you would need to be at least Dai Li's level.

Even Dai Li's level is impossible. Because that Zhang Yong is really very cunning and crazy, and he definitely will not sit still and wait to die.

That guy's principle is that he has no principle.

If Dai Li wants to kill him, he will definitely immediately defect to someone else. And then turn around and kill Dai Li.

Therefore, if Dai Li is not absolutely certain, it is impossible for him to do it.

Besides, how could Dai Li possibly do it?

One of your subordinates is a super money-grubber who poses no threat to you. Would you take action against him?

Even Emperor Chongzhen wasn't that stupid, was he?

So...

No solution.

Toiihara actually looked down on Dai Li, thinking that he was unqualified and incompetent. The other party's Fuxing Society Secret Service, which was under his control, didn't have much decent power either. It was no big deal.

However, the appearance of Zhang Yong made Toihara admit that Dai Li sometimes did use people. Dai Li almost ignored Zhang Yong, leaving him to his own devices.

In the end, it was the Japanese who suffered.

Because Zhang Yong targeted the Japanese. Arrests, killings, money grabs...it was just a catalogue of crimes.

It infuriated him.

It made him angry.

It made his head hurt.

There is no other way now, we must stop the damage in time.

Send the military police directly into the concession and protect the Chinkin Bank. And arrange sandbag fortifications outside.

Zhang Yong has a modified truck in his hands. He gave it to Zhang Yong.

Well, it was Toiihara who arranged it.

I thought I could get rid of Zhang Yong, but I didn't expect that son of a bitch to be such a good runner.

And he's also very clever.

He turned around and ran to the boat. Disabling the modified truck.

Now that truck is in Zhang Yong's hands, who knows what he'll do with it?

No one else would dare to do anything. But Zhang Yong is crazy.

Ahhh...

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The more I think about it, the more I realise that Zhang Yong is a big problem.

If this guy was full of hot air and fearless, it would be easy. But he's overcautious and safety-first, which makes Toihara completely lose his temper.

'Report!'

Suddenly, a staff officer arrived.

Toihara waved his hand, telling everyone else to leave.

The staff officer came in.

Attention.

Bow your head.

'General, the hook has been successfully released.'

'Huh...'

Toihara slowly sat down.

He should have been happy to hear the news.

But why, he could never be happy. On the contrary, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He couldn't put his feelings into words. It was just not a good feeling.

A hook...

A hook...

Can it really hook Zhang Yong?

For the first time, Toihara had serious doubts about his own arrangements.

'It should be fine...'

He answered himself. But there was not enough confidence.

If it were someone else, a hook would definitely do the trick. But Zhang Yong was too unpredictable. It might not work...

'Send a telegram immediately!'

'Yes!'

'Order Fenglinhuoshan to secretly arrive in Tianjinwei.'

'Yes!'

'Order all subordinates to immediately cease all actions against Zhang Yong. No matter what the action, cease immediately.'

'Yes!'

...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

In the darkness, Zhang Yong sneezed several times in a row.

But it was Yang Lichu's hair that had gotten into his nostrils. It tickled him. He turned his head. Sneeze continuously.

Yang Lichu took the opportunity to get out of his arms. Bow down to fix his clothes.

What a jerk. This is how he says goodbye.

Really...

She was surprised that she didn't resist. She felt like she must be crazy.

She knew that this guy was a scumbag and had many ambiguous women around him, but she didn't kick him away. Instead, she was a bit like a moth to a flame?

It had only been a short time since they parted, but she was already secretly thinking about him. She really wanted to see him. Very much.

She felt like her father would beat her to death...

Waving his hand,

Yang Shanfang said goodbye

and got on the train.

Yang Lichu also left at the same time. They were of course together.

Their task was to transport the goods Zhang Yong had looted as quickly as possible to Nanyuan Airport in Beiping, and then load them onto a plane for transport.

'Clang!'

'Clang!'

The train set off. It disappeared into the darkness.

What they didn't know was that on the next train, Zhang Yong also quietly boarded. Accompanying him were Cao Mengqi and others.

Cao Mengqi was accompanied by two squads of police academy students, all newcomers.

Their task was to provide covert escort.

In fact, it was not very useful. If something were to go wrong, it would still go wrong.

Because there was an hour's gap between the two trains. If an enemy launched an attack, the next train would arrive too late to help.

Of course, it was better than nothing.

'Clang!'

'Clang!'

The train started to move. It gradually accelerated.

In the darkness, it is impossible to see what is happening on either side of the railway. Everyone is silently resting their eyes.

All goes well.

Finally, they arrive safely at Beiping Station before dawn.

There is already a tighter escort here. Zhang Yong and the others do not need to continue following.

So they return the way they came.

Suddenly, a thought occurs to him.

He notices three red dots appear at the edge of the map.

Japanese? Not surprising.

At this moment in Beiping, there are a lot of Japanese.

However, Zhang Yong saw through the binoculars that the three Japanese were all dressed as Chinese.

They were all wearing thick leather coats and boots. Underneath, they might be wearing wool sweaters? They looked like wealthy people.

All three were carrying suitcases. They were heavy.

The system map showed that there were weapons symbols in the three suitcases. But there were no weapons on the three people.

That was a bit strange.

If they had weapons, why didn't they carry them with them?

Could it be that if they hid them in their luggage, they wouldn't be checked?

He observed silently.

It turned out that they passed through the inspection without any problems.

It was a very simple trick. They just held a few large bills in the palm of their hands and quietly handed them to the soldiers in charge of the inspection.

The result was, of course, self-evident. They were immediately let through.

It was no big deal.

That was the situation at the time.

With money, you could pass almost any inspection.

Even if the higher-ups had a death order, as long as there was a chance to make money, the soldiers in charge of the inspection would not let it go.

The law does not punish the masses.

And you can't shoot all the soldiers.

Besides, the soldiers in charge of inspections were often the cronies of the officers. The purpose of inspections was to make a profit.

If you honestly inspected and there was no profit, how could you survive?

Not all units of the National Army were corrupt. But most were. Later, the Military Commission was more or less the same.

You think the military security checkpoints are there to check for contraband for the good of the country and the people. But that's not true. They're there to crack down on other people's smuggling. They protect military security's own smuggling. Only by cracking down on other people can they ensure their own high profits. The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. Because of this incident, Boss Dai was a bit carried away, and even insisted on inspecting the Song family's goods. Then gradually, he started to run into bad luck.

'Cao, look at those three people.'

'Japanese?'

'Yes.'

'Then it wasn't a waste of time.'

'Don't move yet.'

Zhang Yong reached out and held Cao Mengqi back.

This guy, just now all the way along, was going to get sick from the stuffiness.

Now that the mission had been successfully completed, suddenly three hidden Japanese invaders appeared, and suddenly he was full of energy.

As he himself said, it wasn't a waste of effort!

Escorting missions are boring.

Catching people is interesting.

Of course, if you can lead soldiers into battle, that's even more interesting...

'Puff!'

'Sorry...'

'Sorry...'

Cao Mengqi could no longer hold back, walked over and bumped into the three men.

He apologised repeatedly. The three men paid him little heed. Instead, they hurriedly boarded the train. Cao Mengqi quickly turned back.

'They smell of blood.'

'Are you sure?'

'I'm sure.'

'Then...'

Zhang Yong stared thoughtfully at the three targets.

They smelled of blood. Were they injured? Or had they killed someone? Or were they at the scene of a murder?

Either way, it seems to be getting more and more interesting.

It so happens that there is nothing to do on the way back, so I'll practice on these three targets. It's also a good way to train the rookies.

The three Japanese invaders were in the fourth carriage. Zhang Yong and the others were in the seventh.

Although the Pingjin area was full of twists and turns and surging undercurrents at the time, there were still a lot of train passengers. The crowds were dense.

'Clang!'

'Clang!'

When the train started moving, all nine carriages were full.

Each carriage was bustling with activity. There were also many people standing. A conservative estimate is that there were more than 100 people in each carriage. Nine carriages means thousands of people.

Obviously, with such a dense crowd, using weapons would cause a lot of collateral damage.

Bullets don't discriminate!

If a volley of Thompson went off, it was estimated that more than a dozen people would fall.

It's a bit like shooting at rats with a gun that doesn't shoot straight.

So no guns.

And now is not the time to do anything. It's best to wait until we get closer to Tianjin.

Once we've arrested the people, we'll get off the train immediately.

However...

When the train reached Langfang Station, something unexpected happened.