Chapter 556: Ulterior motives
'The murderer is here?'
'Yes. Near the middle of Xiafei Road. But we can't determine the specific house number.'
'Good!'
Chen Gongpeng immediately arranged for personnel to prepare.
Dongjiaominxiang is not the only street in the area. The surrounding streets also fall within the concession.
There is a Xiafei Road inside the Shanghai Public Concession, and there is also a short section here. There are also Betang Road, Foch Road, and so on.
All of these names were given by the French. They seem to miss their heroes from World War I.
As a result, the French, who like to live in the past, were quickly defeated by the Germans, who were crazy with bloodlust. It is now less than five years since France surrendered.
When you think about it, it's unbelievable. Who would have thought?
Unfortunately, there were no war lotteries in those days. Otherwise, he would have made a fortune.
'Forward!'
'Keep moving forward!'
Zhang Yong gives Chen Gongpeng directions. They keep going until they get close to the target.
In fact, Zhang Yong knows exactly where the target is. They could just charge in and grab the person. But that would be too risky.
It's better to blend in with the crowd.
Move.
They are stopped by the French.
French guards appear. They are carrying Lebel rifles.
The French are very firm: there can be no inspection here. The French embassy is nearby.
Chen Gongpeng frowns.
Zhang Yong, however, is unconcerned. He is in no hurry.
The Germans have secured the right to carry out inspections. Naturally, a German will come to negotiate.
Sure enough, not long afterwards, Edemann arrives in person.
He negotiates with the French. Neither side is particularly friendly. The language is very heated.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yong couldn't understand a word.
He didn't speak German. And he didn't speak French either. He had no idea how the two men were communicating.
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Zhang Yong began to yawn.
At that moment, the map showed that Xialan had come out.
She quietly turned the corner by herself. Then she disappeared from Zhang Yong's view.
However, the map showed that she had returned to the domed house. Was this a church? He didn't know if it was French or British.
Could the wounded Japanese spy be hiding in the church? Zhang Yong didn't know. He didn't bother to find out.
He waited until the Germans and French had finished negotiating.
If he had time, he would like to study the French Lebel rifle. It was 8mm in calibre and seemed to perform well.
Unfortunately, the French had surrendered too early, and it never got a chance to be put to the test.
Thirty minutes...
Finally, Edemann had won.
The French had backed down. Presumably they didn't want to be suspected of assassination.
If the French refused to be inspected, they might be suspected by the Germans of being the assassins in the street, which would lead to an international dispute.
'Zhang, you can go in!'
'Thank you!'
Zhang Yong nodded. He led the team forward.
They pretended to inspect the other buildings of the French. They only took a quick look and left.
The French soldiers in charge of surveillance followed them closely. They were practically treating them like thieves.
Finally, they arrived at the target location.
There was a small red dot inside. It didn't move.
It was most likely the target they were looking for. It was about 30 metres away. You could see it as soon as you entered the room.
However...
'No inspection here!'
'Why?'
'This is our secret archives room. No outsiders are allowed in.'
'Okay...'
Zhang Yong turned his head and looked for Edman.
Looking around, no one was paying attention, so Zhang Yong took out a hand grenade.
Whoosh!
He threw it straight in.
There was only one red dot inside. Damn you, I'll blow you up!
'Boom!'
The grenade exploded.
However, it missed a little.
It had been a while since he had thrown a grenade, so it missed a little.
Luckily, there was a wall to block the blast. After the explosion, the red dot did not disappear.
It started moving rapidly. It seemed to be rushing out from inside.
'Bang!'
The door was slammed open.
A dark figure dashed out from inside.
'Stop!'
'Don't move!'
Chen Gongpeng yelled.
Zhang Yong: ...
This senior brother! He's lost his mind!
Everyone else is trying to escape for their lives. How can they just stand there? How can they just stay put?
You wasted at least a second calling out those four words. If you had just shot him in the back, you would have saved a second.
The shadow figure realised that something was wrong. He immediately turned around and ran back.
He was injured, but extremely fast. Zhang Yong couldn't help but admire him.
What a man!
He was still able to move freely like that.
If it were Zhang Yong, he would have been paralyzed on the ground long ago.
Damn, the grenade didn't even kill him?
Are the Japanese invaders all invincible? Are they all so powerful?
Fortunately...
'Pop!'
'Pop!'
Chen Gongpeng decisively fired his gun.
This time, Zhang Yong no longer had any reason to blame the other party.
The bullets all hit the target's back.
Deadly? I don't know. But even if it wasn't, it was a serious injury.
Chen Gongpeng's actions were never simple.
Sure enough, the dark figure staggered and quickly fell.
There was no struggle.
It fell directly to the ground and didn't move.
The red dot disappeared.
It indicated death.
Zhang Yong was about to walk over, but suddenly turned back. However, Akagi Takasumi appeared again.
This old guy always comes with bad intentions.
He stepped forward and stopped the other man.
'Mr. Akagi, how are you? I thought you were dead.'
'Captain Zhang, are you trying to take the credit again?'
'There's been a misunderstanding. We're arresting a Japanese spy. It seems we may have killed him. What a pity.'
'You say he was a Japanese spy, but do you have any evidence? If not, I'll sue you for defamation. I'll lodge a serious complaint with your government.'
'Oh, I'm sorry, then I was wrong. We were arresting a petty criminal.'
'You...'
'It's fine. Just a petty criminal. A chicken thief, a petty criminal, a disgrace. Alas, it's tragic, doing things that are a disgrace, and when you die, no one dares admit it. Better than a dog when alive, but worse than an ant when dead...'
'You...'
Takatoshi Akagi's face turned pale.
Zhang Yong's sarcastic remarks made him very angry. However, he could not show it.
He could not admit the identity of the person who had been killed. He could not admit that the other party was Japanese. Otherwise, the Germans would not let it go. The French were also unwilling to bear the consequences. Helplessly, he could only watch as the Miyamoto family was killed.
'Sorry, we have to take care of some things.'
'You...'
'Please go back!'
Zhang Yong said coldly. Then he took out his machine pistol.
and went over to the dead man, aiming at his chest.
'Poppopop...'
'Poppopop...'
He pulled the trigger continuously. He emptied the magazine.
The dead man's left and right chests were greeted repeatedly by bullets. He couldn't have died any more miserably.
It was intentional.
It was meant to look good for Akagi Takatoshi.
I, Zhang Yong, am that tyrannical. You guys figure it out for yourselves. If you've got the balls, come provoke me again!
'You!'
'You!'
Akagi Takatoshi was furious. He clenched his fists.
He was so angry that he could barely control himself. The person who had been killed was no one else but a samurai of the Miyamoto family!
The people of the Miyamoto family had a special status in the Japanese military intelligence agency.
However, he could not admit it.
Not only could he not admit that he was a member of the Miyamoto family, he could not even admit that he was Japanese.
Otherwise...
The consequences would be unimaginable.
'Mr. Akagi, what's it to you?' Zhang Yong stretched his foot and stepped on the head of the Japanese spy.
Although this Japanese spy had already been beaten to death. However, the other party was a member of the Miyamoto family. Zhang Yong and the Miyamoto family had an absolute implacable hatred.
In fact, Zhang Yong believed that a member of the Miyamoto family was operating in his vicinity. Staring at him all the time.
If there was a chance to strike, a member of the Miyamoto family would never hesitate.
Last time at the Kailuan coal mine, Zhang Yong clearly felt that someone was spying on him.
It was extremely likely that it was someone from the Miyamoto family.
Or maybe it was someone from another family of Japanese invaders.
'You...'
Akagi Takasumi's knuckles were white, and veins were popping out on his face.
His anger had reached the point where it was about to explode.
He couldn't stand it.
He was going to explode.
However...
The German came over.
It was Edmann. He had hurried over.
When he saw Edmann arrive, Takaharu Akagi's face turned ashen.
Oh no...
His nemesis is here again.
Zhang Yong is Chinese. Takaharu Akagi is not afraid at all. He swears that sooner or later he will get his revenge on Zhang Yong.
However, in front of Edmann, Takaharu Akagi is intimidated.
He can't afford to provoke Edmann.
He doesn't want to get beaten up again. The last time was terrible.
Now, his cheek was still deformed. It was all because of Edmann. He had lost two teeth.
'Mr. Edmann...'
'Who is he?'
'I'm sorry, he is not the real murderer of the homicide case.'
'Then he...'
'He is just an accomplice. The main culprit is not here.'
'Then...'
'I will continue to find the main culprit.'
'Good.'
Edmann turned around and left, satisfied.
This Zhang Yong is really capable. He has already made a breakthrough so quickly.
He's no fool. Judging from Takaharu Akagi's reaction, he knows very well that the person who was killed was definitely Japanese.
In other words, the murderer of the German was actually Japanese.
These bastards. As expected, they are lawless.
'They...'
'Mr. Edmann, your two colleagues who were killed may have found out about the technical information and tried to secretly investigate, and then they were killed...'
'What?'
'Only something that important would make someone so desperate that they would kill someone in the street.'
'Bastard!'
Edelman suddenly clenched his fists. He glared fiercely at Takaharu Akagi.
Takaharu Akagi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously took a step back.
Zhang Yong was whispering next to Edman, so Akagi Takahisa didn't know what they were saying. However, he was well aware that Zhang Yong definitely had an ulterior motive. It was highly likely that he was framing the Japanese and smearing them with mud.
In fact, the assassination of the German really had nothing to do with the Japanese.
The Japanese were not stupid enough to provoke the Germans. There was no need to.
However, the situation seems to convince everyone that the murderer is Japanese. I don't know why.
This damned Zhang Yong, what kind of magic potion did he pour into Edmann's ears?
Why did the Germans believe it?
A bunch of idiots...
'Zhang, you've done a good job! Keep investigating!'
'Okay.'
Zhang Yong nodded. Then he gave Takasumi Akagi the middle finger.
Idiot. Why are you afraid to fight Edmann?
Come on!
Throw a punch! Aim for Edman's face!
Aren't you an old Japanese secret agent? Aren't you awesome? Just kill Edman!
What?
You're scared?
You're a coward! I despise you!
'Baka!'
Akagi Takatoshi's face turned even more ugly.
It was fine for him to be bullied by Edman, but this damned Zhang Yong was gloating?
Fine, fine, fine, just you wait!
If I, Takaharu Akagi, don't kill you, I'll kill myself!
"Ah...'
'Shit...'
'Rushed...'
Zhang Yong suddenly remembered something.
He was so focused on humiliating Akagi that he forgot to examine the body.
Chen Gongpeng was really something.
He killed someone and didn't even examine the body.
But!
It's okay.
It's not too late to examine it.
Zhang Yong quickly turned around and rummaged through the Japanese spy's body.
Looking at the spy's face, he was sure that it had traces of the Miyamoto family. He was 100% certain that the person he killed was from the Miyamoto family.
Suddenly, he felt something.
He subconsciously looked inside his space and found an extra scope.
Huh?
Where did it come from? It wasn't there before.
Could it be because he killed someone from the Miyamoto family? Wasn't there an explosion? Ugh, I can't figure it out...
But having a scope is definitely a good thing. Never mind where it came from.
He took out the scope.
He didn't want to take up any more space in his very tight personal space.
Now, Zhang Yong had three scopes. Unfortunately, they were all for the Springfield M1903 rifle.
He didn't have one of these rifles with him at the moment.
So, he couldn't use the scopes for the time being.
Suddenly, he stopped.
A familiar feeling came over him. He immediately beamed.
Good, good, good!
This trip was not a waste. Touching corpses really does have a future.
Slowly, he took his hand out.
Sure enough, what he was holding was a silver note.
It wasn't much. There were only seven of them. He looked at them and saw that they were all 500 silver dollars.
That wasn't the point.
The point was that they were issued by the HSBC.
He was overjoyed.
He waved the silver note in Akagi Takasumi's face.
He was deliberately showing off.
He was deliberately provoking the other party.
Look, I've got something again.
Look, I've got 3,000 silver dollars coming in.
Are you envious?
Are you jealous?
If you admit that the deceased was Japanese, I'll give this back to you! Haha! Do you dare?
"Baka!'
Akagi Takasumi's cheeks turned a livid colour.
He was so angry that he almost bit his own teeth off. If hatred could kill, Zhang Yong would have died 10,086 times already!
Ah...
This little man!
This pervert!
None of his former opponents had been so despicable.
It was Zhang Yong who had literally written the face of a villain on his face.
He had never seen such a despicable person before.
Suddenly, he saw Zhang Yong raise his middle finger at him again. Akagi Takahiro's vision suddenly went dark, and he felt dizzy and almost fainted.
Damn it!
It's that gesture again!
Bastard Zhang Yong, doing that gesture at me again!
Although, Akagi Takaharu didn't know the exact meaning of this gesture. However, one could guess with the heel of one's foot that this was definitely not a polite greeting.
'Cut it out!'
Zhang Yong pouted. He continued to search the corpse.
Scattered about, he found a lot of messy things on the corpse.
There were keys. There were badges. There were pocket knives. There were hairpins...
Huh? What is it? A hairpin?
What are you, a man, doing with a hairpin? Are you going to disguise yourself as a woman?
Hm...
I suddenly feel sick.
Zhang Yong hurriedly stood up. He stopped searching.
Forget it, I've found all the silver notes I was looking for, the rest doesn't matter. Apart from the silver notes, nothing else matters.
He waved his hand at Chen Gongpeng and said, 'Let's go!'
Chen Gongpeng waved his hand and told someone to throw the body of the deceased into the truck.
It was just so rude.
It was just so direct.
It was impossible to bury the bodies in the concession, so they had to be taken away temporarily.
They would be dealt with after they were finished.
Although they were enemies, they still had to be given a straw mat.
Of course, it was a ragged straw mat.
'You, you, you...' Takaharu Akagi was anxious, 'Where are you taking the people?'