Chapter 521: Bring Your Own Food

'This is...'

'This is our young master. Our young master's surname is Qiu.'

'So you are Master Qiu...'

Jin Xiuzhu was responsible for introducing the people. She played her role well.

She was smart. She knew what to do.

She had no choice. She could only survive by following Jang Yong.

If Jang Yong kicked her out, she would surely die at the hands of her own people. The Japanese would show no mercy.

'Hold out for ten years, and the Japanese invaders will surrender.'

'You Koreans can also gain a new life. You can rebuild your own country.'

This is what Jang Yong told her.

She believed it deeply. And used it as motivation.

In fact, she also relied on this belief to survive. Otherwise, she would be a walking corpse.

'Please!'

'Please!'

The owner of the carriage and horse inn was very enthusiastic.

His inn was actually on the verge of closing down. He was just waiting for someone to take over.

Now that someone had finally come, the owner was of course very excited. Seeing that there were so many people, he believed that the other party would need a relatively large place.

Coincidentally, the inn could meet all of 'Master Qiu's' needs.

It was remote.

It was spacious.

There was a lot of open space.

It also had a telephone installed.

At that time, it was not easy to install a telephone.

In addition to paying a lot of money, a dedicated line was also required.

'Boss, just tell me, how much?'

'8,000 taels of silver.'

'7,500.'

'Done.'

The boss of the carriage and horse shop was quick to agree.

The main thing was that the price Zhang Yong offered was one he was more than happy to accept.

Zhang Yong didn't care either.

It was all paid for with a banknote from the Baoshang Bank.

Since these banknotes could not be taken out of North China, they would just have to be spent locally.

He didn't care at all about the 8,000 taels of silver.

When he arrived here just now, he already noticed that Beiping is a completely blue ocean!

There are little red dots everywhere.

There are Japanese people everywhere.

Just take a quick look, and there is boundless opportunity.

After all, this was once the capital of the Beiyang government. It also has the heritage of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The Japanese invaders hiding in Beiping may be more numerous than those in Shanghai and Nanjing.

Right now, the Japanese invaders' main target is North China. Of course, they will invest a lot of manpower, resources and money in North China. The same goes for espionage.

Apart from the Matsui residence, which has already been revealed, no one knows how many other Japanese spy agencies are hidden.

The Japanese military department adopts a free-range management approach to various spy agencies, allowing them to grow wild. As long as you are capable, you can develop into a few hundred or even a few thousand people.

To be honest, those residences are actually just makeshift teams that you have pulled together yourself.

Pay the money. Take over the carriage house.

Make simple modifications. Change it to a state suitable for a hundred people to live in.

Stock up on supplies.

Arrange for a guard.

This place is still relatively suitable for garrisoning.

It is relatively open around it, which is conducive to observation. If there are any enemies, they can be spotted in advance.

If the enemy tries to close in, you can greet them from afar with your rifle.

However, this is Beiping, not Tianjinwei. You can't fire your rifle lightly. Otherwise, it may attract a large number of troops.

The 29th Army garrisoning Beiping is very well-armed. There may be tens of thousands of soldiers in the city alone. Add in the police department and the security team, and there are definitely 30,000 to 40,000 armed forces.

Otherwise, how could they control such a large city as Beiping?

Add in special forces like the Wuyuan Pistol Regiment to ensure the safety of Beiping.

The 29th Army also had a large number of troops stationed in places like Nanyuan and Wanping. But outside Wanping, the Japanese also had a regiment stationed there, with more than 3,000 troops.

Zhang Yong really couldn't understand how this Japanese infantry regiment had come to be there. Why had they been able to be stationed outside Wanping? It seemed that the 29th Army had retreated too far.

How far was Wanping from Beiping? An infantry charge could get there.

This move was like putting the Japanese bayonet at their own throat.

It was incomprehensible.

Unbelievable.

He also changed the sign outside. It became Qiu Qianchi Carriage Workshop.

Why was it called that? Haha, guess?

Leaving half the men to take care of hygiene, Zhang Yong led Cao Mengqi, Wu Liuqi, and five other veterans on a quiet operation.

They had just paid out 8,000 taels of silver, so of course they had to quickly rob...

No, make that earn it back. Earn...

Zhang Yong's target was on the way to the horse and carriage shop.

He was the owner of a silk fabric shop. The system map indicated that this guy was a proper Japanese. He also seemed to be quite wealthy.

This was the guy.

The first fat lamb since arriving in Beiping.

Open for business.

Zhang Yong walked in slowly.

The chubby Japanese spy boss immediately came forward to greet him politely, 'Young sir, what can I do for you?'

'Just drop in to have a look,' Zhang Yong waved his hand casually.

'Please, please!'

The boss was very enthusiastic. He was ready to introduce Zhang Yong to all kinds of fabrics.

But Zhang Yong came straight to the point.

He was here to rob... no, to make money. There was no time to waste words.

All foreplay was dispensed with. He went straight to the point.

'Where are you from, boss?'

'Changping.'

'No, I mean Japan. Sapporo? Akihabara?'

Cao Mengqi: ...

Wu Liuqi: ...

Captain, can you change it? Why is it always Sapporo? How well do you remember this Sapporo?

And what the hell is Akihabara?

'Sir, you're joking. I've never been to Japan...'

'I'm not joking.'

Zhang Yong pulled out a Browning pistol.

The fabric store owner's face gradually stiffened. It seemed to have completely frozen.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why had someone suddenly come to the door?

And how did they know he was Japanese?

Who had revealed him?

Who had betrayed him?

Who was the other party?

'Who are you?' The fabric store owner gradually came to his senses.

'Qiu Tianlai,' Zhang Yong said leisurely, 'perhaps you will feel that this name is unheard of, but soon, it will resound throughout Beiping.'

'You...' The cloth merchant suddenly felt like laughing. Really.

He found the other person childish.

The tone of voice and style of speech clearly did not come from a mature and stable person.

Resounding throughout Beiping?

Who do you think you are? The emperor? Ridiculous!

'Yes, I am Japanese,' the cloth merchant directly laid his cards on the table, 'Do you dare offend us Japanese? I'll tell you...'

His words were cut short.

Instead, Zhang Yong received two slaps on the cheek from Zhang Yong with the sole of his shoe. The pain was unbearable.

Zhang Yong was in a bad mood. He was very irritable.

He took it out on people at every turn.

Japan had arrested Yan Guangkun, and it was expected to arrest others.

Other people might not have the special abilities of Zhang Yong, and they would likely be caught in the face of the Japanese invaders' crazy counterattack.

However, Zhang Yong's abilities were limited, and he could not guarantee the safety of everyone.

No matter what, some people would definitely be killed.

What should he do?

He can only fight fire with fire.

If you arrest me, I'll arrest ten of you. If you catch me, I'll beat you. If you catch me, I'll kill you. Until there are no more left.

Today can be said to be the first time he has truly set foot in Beiping. The last time was a temporary visit, and he didn't even leave the train station. Now that he's here, he won't hold back.

A troublemaker...

No, he'll use a kitchen knife to chop the power lines, sparks flying and lightning flashing all the way.

He'll start with the Japanese spy right in front of him.

'Answer honestly,' Zhang Yong said in a gentle tone, with a kind gaze, and casually took out a heavy hammer, "otherwise, you know the rules of the road.'

'You, you, you..." The cloth shop owner was shocked and angry. At the same time, he was very anxious.

The other party was actually a gangster?

Unbelievable.

A gangster actually dared to lay hands on them Japanese?

Do they really think that the Japanese are Buddha? They believe in Buddha. But they are definitely not Buddha. They would sacrifice a living person to Buddha.

However...

Seeing Zhang Yong's hammer, the Japanese spy was afraid to act rashly.

The hammer was as big as his fist, and it was estimated to weigh more than ten catties. If it were to hit him, it would be disastrous. It would smash his skull.

It was unimaginable. This guy in front of him was so brutal.

Everyone else uses daggers, scimitars, pistols and so on. But him, carrying a hammer?

An inexplicable fear.

It felt as if every bone in his body would be smashed...

'Pang!'

'Pang!'

Two more heavy slaps.

Ritsu's cheeks were bleeding. His teeth had been knocked out. His mouth was full of blood.

That sole, which was specifically designed to hit people, was really deadly.

'What do you want to know?'

'No.'

'What?'

'Pat!'

'Pat!'

Two more slaps.

Ritsuo was completely dazed. His mind was in a complete mess.

No...

You arrested me, not interrogated me?

Then why did you arrest me? Just to beat me up? Do I have no dignity? Am I that worthless?

However...

It turned out that this was exactly what the other party wanted.

Zhang Yong just wanted to beat him up. No need for a confession. No point in wasting words.

He started searching for the weapons according to the map.

The map indicated that weapons were hidden in the backyard. So he didn't waste any time.

He found the weapons directly.

They were actually hidden in a corner of the wall. He found a crack in the wall.

He pulled out a loose green brick with great effort. Inside was a hollow space. There were two pistols and some banknotes.

Take it all out.

The pistols are old Browning M1903s, nothing special.

The silver notes are also from the Baoshang Bank. Not happy. They can only be spent in North China. A rough count makes him even less happy. There are only 3,000-odd silver dollars.

Rash...

I missed it...

Only 3,000-odd silver dollars!

It seems that this Japanese spy doesn't know how to hide his wealth!

I thought it was a fat sheep, but I didn't expect it to be so unprofitable.

'Beat him!'

angrily shouted outside.

I'm not happy.

I want to beat someone up. But I'm tired from the beating earlier. Someone else do it for me!

Immediately, someone came up and started punching and kicking the cloth shop owner.

The cloth shop owner couldn't understand why he was being beaten again. You've got the money, you've got the gun, why are you still beating me?

Woo-woo-woo...

Woo-woo-woo...

Savage Chinese people, unreasonable...

'Stop!'

Seeing that the beating was almost over, Zhang Yongcai called a halt.

Well, it was better than nothing.

3,000 silver dollars was also enough to cover living expenses for a few months.

He had come to Beiping on business, and was actually quite poor. He had to solve all his financial problems himself. Headquarters would not reimburse him a single cent.

Alas...

He really had to bring his own food.

But in order to resist the Japanese and defeat the devils, there was no other way.

Continue searching.

The main method was to search for hidden spaces through the system map.

Not willing to give up, he looked for something else.

It turned out that Zhang Yong soon discovered that there was indeed a hidden room in the corner of the backyard.

It was surrounded by green bricks. It seemed that no one had touched it.

However, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be signs of movement. He immediately dug it up.

He found a radio inside. It was brand new.

He nodded silently.

Not bad. He had managed to get a radio. He could send a message.

However, he did not bring along a radio operator or a codebook. He was disappointed.

His job required him to go quickly, do it and leave. He was not planning to stay in Beiping for a long time. Of course he did not need a radio operator.

In fact, radio operators were very valuable and dangerous, and it was impossible for them to follow the troops everywhere.

If a radio operator fell into the hands of the enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, one of the basic tenets of radio operators is to decisively blow up themselves and the radio when the situation becomes unfavorable.

Neither the person nor the radio can fall into enemy hands.

It is extremely rare to find someone like Chen Gongpeng who dares to carry the radio around.

However, the team Chen Gongpeng leads is very powerful. Of course, they are not afraid of someone seizing the radio.

In fact, it is possible that even the radio operator himself is very capable of fighting.

'You...'

'You...'

the cloth shop owner stammered.

He was terrified.

He could not find the words to describe his feelings.

He was scared out of his wits.

He wondered how Zhang Yong knew so much.

Zhang Yong had uncovered all his secrets.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Someone immediately knocked the Japanese spy unconscious. Then they took him away.

They would not kill him for the time being.

After all, the Che Ma Xing had a place that could be used as a prison.

There is a cellar inside. It was previously used to store fodder for livestock. It is just right for holding the Japanese spy.

It is easy to stuff a few people into the cellar.

Drink some water.

Continue setting out. Prepare to catch the second one.

I was hasty just now and missed the mark. This time, I must find a worthwhile target.

At least 5,000 taels of silver...

Soon, Zhang Yong set his sights on a pawnshop owner.

This shop owner also looks very well-off, and the pawnshop looks very high-end.

The pawnshop owner drove himself here. A black car. A Cadillac, I think? Anyway, it looks pretty good. Zhang Yong also set his sights on the car.

People want it. So does the car.

It should be a fat lamb.

Common sense. The water inside the pawnshop is too deep.

A Japanese pretending to be Chinese, opening such a big pawnshop in Beiping, how can he not make a fortune?

Zhang Yong was about to go in when he suddenly saw an acquaintance.

Who?

Ma Yu!

It turned out to be the old man from Tianjin Station. Chen Gongshu's subordinate.

Strange, why is he here?

No.

Zhang Yong quickly reacted. Ma Yu is up to something.

He shouldn't be here. But he is. And he sneaks into the pawnshop.

This is the pawnshop of the Japanese spy. Ma Yu sneaks in, so isn't that...

'Is it him?'

Cao Mengqi also noticed something was wrong.

Wu Liuqi raised his gun directly. He was ready to shoot Ma Yu at any time.

Zhang Yong pressed down on the muzzle of the gun.

There was no rush. First report. Figure it out and then talk.

'Keep an eye on him!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong hurriedly went to find a phone and called Li Boqi.

'What is it?'

'Team leader, I saw Ma Yu.'

'What?'

'Ma Yu came to Beiping and appeared in a pawnshop owned by a Japanese spy.'

'It's actually him...'

Li Boqi muttered.

Zhang Yong immediately understood. Ma Yu was the traitor.

He was the one who betrayed Yan Guangkun.

To be precise, it should be Ma Yu colluding with Yan Guangkun's subordinates, or turning them against Yan Guangkun, and betraying Yan Guangkun together.

It had only been a few days since Yan Guangkun brought his own action team here. The Japanese spy could not have been that effective. However, if it was Ma Yu who did it, it would be very fast. This is because Ma Yu was almost the second-in-command at the previous Tianjin Station.

Very ruthless.

And cruel.

The thing I fear most is a defection from someone in a high position.

Not only would they defect themselves, they would also bring along some subordinates who don't know the situation. That would cause great losses.

How long has Ma Yu been plotting to defect?

No one knows. But it's definitely been a while.

He hid it very well before. Only now has he revealed his true colours. As soon as Yan Guangkun was arrested, he fled immediately.

'Team leader, should we execute him on the spot?'

'No!'

'Then...'

'Dig out all the Japanese spies he's been in contact with! But don't touch Ma Yu. Let him escape back to the Japanese.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong solemnly agreed.