Chapter 532: Start your performance

How do you deal with the aftermath of the Shunfeng Pawnshop?

Zhang Yong said he didn't know. He has never been one to take care of the aftermath.

He just does things and then moves on.

If he can't think of a solution, he'll call Li Boqi.

Team Leader Li always seems to have a solution.

He gave a long-winded report. He also mentioned the gift-giving incident.

Well, the amount was revised a bit. He hid most of it.

Sure enough, after listening, Li Boqi pondered for a moment and slowly said, 'Let Ma Yali continue to operate!'

'He...' Zhang Yong wanted to say something but stopped.

'You guys beat him to the point where he can't be seen?'

'Not really.'

'Then clean up. Say it was beaten by someone else. Tell him to pretend it's nothing.'

'What other people?'

'Doesn't Jiang Chaozong have a daughter? Push the blame on her.'

'Isn't that victimising someone?'

'As long as Ma Yali doesn't pursue it himself, no one else will be in trouble. Can Jiang Chaozong not protect his own daughter? Gifts have been sent to apologise, so let's just leave it at that.'

'Well...'

'Ma Yali is a smart man. He won't say that you caught him. And he doesn't want to commit hara-kiri. It's just as well that everyone thinks he was taken care of by Jiang Chaozong's daughter. He himself needs an excuse like that.'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong felt that this would probably work.

As long as Date Yuntaro cooperated himself, there was no reason for him not to. Unless he wanted to be taken care of.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Yong's description, Date Yuntaro immediately perked up and considered the possibility of doing so. Then, he quickly accepted Zhang Yong's arrangements. And expressed his gratitude.

He considered himself an excellent, outstanding, outstanding spy who could bend and stretch. Of course, he didn't want his spy career to end there.

It couldn't have been better to blame everything on Jiang Chaozong's daughter.

In this way, he would not let down the great love of Katsuki Seiji. At the same time, his position in the Japanese spy agency would not be affected in any way.

The only variable was Zhang Yong.

'You can't show up again,' said Date Yuntaro angrily.

'I will,' Zhang Yong replied coldly.

In his heart, he said, 'You've been scammed of most of your profits. There's no point in me coming to see you frequently.

There are so many spies in Beiping, I have plenty of targets.

So they parted on friendly terms.

Datayuntao was allowed to continue his business. He would deal with the aftermath himself.

Zhang Yong took Asakura Mikado and returned to the carriage house.

There were still some Japanese spies being held here. Tao Wenrui was also here. But Zhang Yong didn't bother with them.

They may not be willing to cooperate after only a few days in custody. If they are questioned, they will probably try to avoid the issue. Let's just keep them in custody for 49 days.

Continue to look for new targets.

Look for people who have close ties to Wang Kemin, Yin Rugeng, and Jiang Chaozong.

Especially Wang Kemin.

Soon, a new target appeared.

He had been in the field of view of the binoculars that day.

There were too many big shots at the time, and this guy was very inconspicuous. In fact, he was definitely a big fish.

Ready to go...

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Suddenly, there was a gunshot in the distance.

Zhang Yong immediately pricked up his ears.

Gunshots?

Who was shooting? What were they shooting for?

He was very sensitive to gunshots. He recognised them immediately. This was Mohsinanagan's forte.

It was very clear.

It was like the sound of water droplets falling.

So, Mohsinanagan also had a Chinese name, Shui Lian Zhu...

But none of that matters. What matters is who fired the shot.

He frowned.

His plan had been interrupted.

The sound of gunfire could change everything.

Who was so reckless as to fire a shot in the city of Beiping?

That was a problem.

Once gunfire broke out, there would be chaos. Martial law would be imposed immediately.

That would be disastrous.

There was no way to continue the operation.

With so many people and so many weapons, they would definitely be stopped!

There would be no way to explain!

If there is a gunfight, it means fighting with the 29th Army. That would be an internal conflict.

It's definitely not going to work.

I had to order everyone to immediately retreat back to the carriage and horse riding shop. At the same time, the weapons were hidden. No one was allowed to act unless it was absolutely necessary.

Everyone took out the prepared documents.

Next, the atmosphere gradually began to become tense.

Even in remote corners, the presence of military police gradually appeared. They were all carrying guns.

Patrol officers came to the door, checked the ID of everyone, and demanded that everyone stay at home. They also registered everyone's ID. They said they would check it later.

As a result, the day passed in this way.

They could only stay quietly at home and could not go anywhere. There were always a lot of soldiers and police outside.

They wanted to make a phone call. They found that the phone was not working. No matter how they dialed, it was always disconnected. They tried to contact the telecommunications office, but they could not get through either. It was as if the line had been cut.

Zhang Yong looked at the clock. It was already the 8th of December.

He was very curious. Would there really be a big movement tomorrow?

Would history change its course?

He hoped that it would not.

He had to try to comfort himself, stay calm as much as possible, and force himself to rest.

The next day...

Wu Liuqi went out and quietly found out some news.

'Captain, something's happened.'

'What?'

'The streets are full of students. There are also military police.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief.

It was a relief. The course of history had not changed. It was still happening on schedule.

In fact, this was the Red Party's plan of action. It would not change easily.

However, he was destined to be a bystander.

He would not be able to witness this great movement with his own eyes.

It was a pity...

Because there were soldiers and police everywhere, Wu Liuzhi could only find out some basic information. It was impossible to go anywhere remotely.

Every time he went out, he had to hurry back.

Zhang Yong suddenly realised that he and all his men had been placed under house arrest without knowing it.

They could not move around together.

If Zhang Yong wanted to go out, he had to go alone.

Even if there was one more person, the military police would suspect them. They might even be arrested and repeatedly interrogated.

At this moment in Beiping, the situation was volatile and tense.

The atmosphere was very heavy.

Under the turmoil, there were undercurrents everywhere.

One day...

two days...

Three days...

And so, three days of boredom passed.

Every day, there was nothing to do but eat, drink, shit, sleep.

Final confirmation. The telephone lines were cut.

It seems that the telecommunications office had cut most of the lines. No information could be transmitted. This was similar to some practices in later generations. After an incident, the internet was immediately cut off and channels of communication were blocked.

Zhang Yong was unable to contact the outside world.

The telephone lines were down. There was no radio. Sending someone out was also impractical.

The fourth day...

The fifth day...

Finally, Zhang Yong couldn't hold back any longer. He wanted to go out for a walk.

In fact, he had the convenience of going out for a walk.

He could 'see' everyone nearby.

Whether they were Japanese or others. He could accurately capture their location.

It was impossible to 'accidentally' meet.

Even if it was a patrol. He could also cleverly avoid it.

In addition, there was a gun in his personal space. He could completely defend himself.

As long as he avoided those guys with weapons signs, he would be safe.

With a little arrangement, Zhang Yong came out.

Of course, he couldn't dress like a student. Students were very sensitive these days. He dressed a little more maturely.

Jin Xiu Zhu could put on makeup.

It had been a long time since she had acted alone. She was actually a little uncomfortable.

However, soon, Zhang Yong became at ease.

There was a checkpoint ahead. There was a platoon of 29th Army soldiers. There were also roadblocks and the like.

Line up.

Wait to pass the checkpoint.

He had legal documents. Although they were fake.

However, in these extraordinary times, no one bothered to verify the authenticity of fake documents.

Sure enough, after handing over his documents, a brief body search revealed no contraband and he didn't look like a bad guy, so he was allowed to pass.

He walked slowly. He actually passed through three checkpoints.

At all the checkpoints, there were soldiers from the 29th Army. They were all heavily armed. The atmosphere was a bit tense.

Walking in silence, he suddenly noticed the No. 2 marker appear.

Huh?

Chen Gongpeng?

Zhang Yong hid in the shadows.

Yes, it was indeed Chen Gongpeng. He was accompanied by a dozen people.

What were they doing?

Were they looking for something?

Zhang Yong watched quietly. He didn't want to reveal himself.

He was now acting alone. There was no one around him. It was too dangerous. If Chen Gongpeng turned against him, he would be finished.

Zhang Yong didn't show himself until Chen Gongpeng and his men had disappeared.

Should he just go back?

He didn't want to.

Then he saw Zhao Guanglin.

Huh? He's here too?

Oh, good.

You can still trust the Reds.

At least, Zhao Guanglin has no reason to betray him. And the Reds wouldn't do that either. Otherwise, they wouldn't have won after all these years.

He walked over quietly. He came up to Zhao Guanglin.

'Stop! What are you doing...'

'I'm Zhang Yong.'

'Huh?'

Zhao Guanglin was slightly startled.

He really didn't recognise Zhang Yong. The main thing was that he didn't expect Zhang Yong to be here.

'What are you doing here?'

'What's going on? How long will martial law last?'

'I don't know. There's no news from above.'

'What are you doing then?'

'We're checking everyone. We're confiscating everyone's weapons. If we find any, we'll arrest them.'

'Do you need any help?'

'You?'

'I have some special skills. I can find hidden weapons.'

'Really?'

Zhao Guanglin was doubtful. In fact, he didn't quite believe it.

Can you find hidden weapons? What kind of special ability is that? You say it as if you have X-ray vision.

'Don't believe me?'

'Seeing is believing.'

'Okay, look to your right, 50 metres away, the old man selling pancakes and fruit has a weapon on him. It's not a knife. It's a gun. I think it's a pistol.'

'No way?'

'Fifty metres away. It's right in front of you. Just go and check for yourself.'

'Old Wang has been selling pancakes there for years. I've known him for ages too. He's such a quiet guy, how could he have a gun?'

'If he doesn't, come back and tell me.'

'Well...'

Zhao Guanglin frowned.

He really didn't believe it. But Zhang Yong had said it so seriously, it didn't sound like a joke.

His face immediately became serious.

Old Wang has a gun.

That's dangerous.

They patrolmen only have a stick!

If the other person pulls out a gun, they'll all be dead.

'I have to report this.'

'Okay.'

'Then you have to be involved.'

'That's good. My team can't move. I can hide my identity and help you do something.'

'Show me your ID.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong took out his ID.

His ID was made in Tianjinwei. It was real.

The place is real. The name is real too. Even if someone from Beiping were to investigate, there really is such a person.

If the Fuxing Society can't even make a fake ID, they don't deserve to be in the business.

'Wang Dong.'

'Yes. Wang Dong. From Yangliuqing, Tianjin.'

'Okay...'

Zhao Guanglin examines it carefully. There's nothing wrong with the ID.

The photo has also been altered. It looks very similar to Zhang Yong's current appearance. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell it's fake.

Of course, if you are a professional. For example, some Japanese spies who are familiar with Zhang Yong. If you look closely, you can still tell.

'From now on, call me Wang Dong.'

'Okay!'

'I'm your distant relative.'

'Okay.'

Zhao Guanglin felt that there was no problem.

Faking a distant relative is routine. It doesn't require much explanation.

In fact, Zhang Yong has a lot of fake documents.

Whatever comes to mind, he uses it: Xu Fengnian, Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Zhang Wuji...

'I'll report it!'

'Good!'

Zhao Guanglin turned around and left.

Zhang Yong silently observed his surroundings. He noticed several weapons symbols.

No wonder it's Beiping City, there are indeed many hidden weapons!

Weapons are hidden everywhere.

He quietly observed the old man, but really couldn't see anything special about him.

He couldn't figure out why the old guy was carrying a gun. Which side was he on? And why was he carrying a gun at this time?

Doubts...

Confusion...

Soon after, Zhao Guanglin returned, followed by more than ten policemen carrying rifles.

Zhang Yong, no, Wang Dong knew that it was time to start his own performance.