Go?
You can go?
Both the Japanese spy and Shi Bingdao thought they had heard wrong.
Zhang Yong actually let the Japanese spy leave?
Isn't this...
'Me? Go?' The Japanese spy was stunned.
'What? Don't want to go?' Zhang Yong's face was expressionless, 'Don't want to?'
'No, no,' Ri Chul hurriedly corrected.
How could he not be reluctant?
He wished he could fly away immediately. Never to see Zhang Yong again.
It was because of Zhang Yong that he had had his arm amputated.
His left hand was still in pieces.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
But he dared not let out a sound. He was afraid of getting beaten again.
Angry.
Cruel.
That was the impression Zhang Yong had given Ri Chul.
The other party had not come to interrogate him at all. They had just come to scare the hell out of him. They didn't care if he lived or died.
Faced with such an opponent, the Japanese spy had no choice but to resign himself to his fate.
Otherwise...
He really would be hammered to death.
A hammer that big would smash granite.
Not to mention a human head?
The Japanese spy knew exactly the gravity of the situation.
He didn't want to die.
So he cooperated very obediently.
The problem was...
Zhang Yong loosened the rope and handcuffs of the Japanese spy. As a result, the Japanese spy did not move. He sat there dazed, as if he had gone stupid.
Go?
Go where?
His mission was not complete. He had lost the suitcase.
How could he go back and report that the suitcase had not reached its destination? Noboru Noguchi would definitely kill him.
'Not going?'
'I will be killed if I go back...'
'That's your business.'
'I can't go back.'
'That's your business.'
'No. I surrender. I surrender. I surrender...'
The Japanese spy was busy talking.
He was very clear about what he wanted. He didn't want to die, so he had to surrender.
Surrendering might give him a chance to survive. In Chinese, it's a matter of life and death. But if he went back, he would definitely die.
He chose the former.
Zhang Yong ignored the Japanese spy and said to Shi Bingdao, 'If you don't want these things, I'll turn them in...'
'I want it!' Shi Bingdao said firmly.
Hand it in?
That would be handing it over to the reactionary Kuomintang?
How could that be?
The radio is definitely needed. The underground party needs the radio very much.
The silver notes...
I'll take those too!
I can't hand them over to the reactionary Kuomintang anyway.
'Fine,' Zhang Yong said lightly, 'take it all! And then call a few more people over.'
'What for?' Shi Bingdao wondered.
'Don't you want to follow the clues and catch a bunch of Japanese spies?'
'Well...'
'There may be more radios, more funding. There may even be weapons and ammunition.'
'We...'
'Oh. I forgot. You don't want it. Never mind. I'll call someone. I'll call someone and hand it over to the reactionaries...'
'Wait!'
Shi Bingdao was suddenly cornered.
This...
The spoils of the war to eliminate the Japanese spies...
There is definitely no problem.
The Red Party has always advocated going north to fight the Japanese. Now there is a chance to destroy the Japanese invaders, so how can we let this opportunity slip by?
Zhang Yong is completely attacking his own shield with its own spear!
But...
'I'll call someone from the 19th Route Army.'
'That's good.'
Zhang Yong nodded. It means he understands.
This is a period of revolutionary low ebb. There may be traitors within the Red Party.
If there really are traitors, reporting to the Party Affairs Investigation Office that they have mixed with people from the Red Party will definitely increase the danger factor.
But the 19th Route Army is fine.
I need them to kill the Japanese invaders. You won't give them to me. So what am I supposed to do? Can't I even find someone from the 19th Route Army? Then you do it yourself!
'Wait half an hour for me.'
'Okay.'
Shi Bingdao turned and left.
Zhang Yong turned to look at the Japanese spy. The Japanese spy smiled flatteringly.
This guy seems different!
'Where are you from?'
'Sapporo.'
'Oh? You're from the same hometown as Ikka Kano?'
'You know Teacher Ika?'
'Oh, Ika Kano is your teacher?'
'Yes, yes...
the Japanese spy said excitedly.
It was as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land.
Then he realised that this was not the case. The person in front of him was an enemy. The person who had captured him.
Damn it!
The other person actually knew Ika Kano!
Then, didn't that mean that Ika Kano's identity had already been exposed? It was over. Was the other person really that powerful?
During training, they said that the Chinese were all sick men of East Asia. You only need to train for a month to easily get rid of the Chinese?
Hey, he has a diploma. Three months of training. Graduated with honours...
He feels very professional.
Unexpectedly...
'Yikaha Nian is your teacher?'
Zhang Yong suspiciously surveyed the Japanese spy in front of him. He seemed to be quite old.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a trainee.
Wait. Are you trying to fool me?
"You're a trainee?'
'Well, our trainees come from all ages. Some are in their fifties.'
'What are your recruitment criteria?'
'If you can't make ends meet and want a job, you can apply. They said that after graduation, you can earn more than 10 yen a month. So I applied.'
'10 yen?'
'Yes. That's why I came.'
'How many months' salary have you received?'
'I haven't even received one month's salary yet. I only get a little living allowance. Two dollars a month.'
'And the yen?'
'They said they'll hold it for now. It's for military expenses. They'll use your Chinese yuan to tide them over. When they take over all of China, they'll double it back.'
'This...'
Zhang Yong paused.
He felt a little speechless.
This life of a Japanese spy seems miserable!
He's wearing a coat and scarf, and looks like a decent person. But behind his back, it's so bad?
It's really a shiny surface, but a miserable back...
The Japanese spy ring's PUA is also impressive. They actually had to wait until they had taken over all of China before doubling the reward.
When was that? It was never going to be achieved!
In other words, this money doesn't have to be given.
That's so mean.
'Then the clothes you're wearing...'
'Oh, they're all Mr. Noguchi's. He lent them to me to wear when I go out for a while.'
'Why didn't he deliver the radio himself?'
'I don't know. He just said to help deliver something to Chunxiang Theatre.'
'Mr Noguchi is so stingy.'
'I agree.'
'No, the stingy you mean and the stingy I mean are not the same thing.'
'Why?'
'You may think that Mr Noguchi probably has a few hundred dollars. But I can tell you that he has at least a few thousand dollars. Even tens of thousands of dollars. But he only gives you two dollars a month.'
'Huh?'
The Japanese spy was stunned.
His eyes were completely blank.
It wasn't an act.
He was truly shocked.
Tens of thousands of dollars!
He didn't dare think about it! How much was that!
But he only remembered one thing: Nobusaburo Noguchi only gave him two dollars a month for living expenses!
Only two!
Only two.
Not one more! Even the fare for the suitcase, he had to pay for himself.
He was trying to save a little money on the bus fare, and that's why he got on the wrong bus. He was also trying to save a little money on the bus fare, and that's why he decided to walk. Then he was tricked by Zhang Yong.
Ahhh...
If only he had a few more cents, he would have continued to take the bus.
As it turned out...
'I'll give you a reward.'
'What?'
'If you seize 1,000 taels of silver, I'll give you 50. If you seize 10,000, I'll give you 500.'
'Really?'
The Japanese spy's eyes lit up.
It was a reaction from the bottom of his heart.
'I know where Noguchi Tosaburo is. I'll take you to capture him.'
'Good.'
Zhang Yong nodded in satisfaction.
This Ino-ta, no, Takeda, is on the right track. He can live a little longer.
The Japanese authorities...
must have money!
Putting aside all the other messy things, enriching one's own pocket is the way to go.
It so happened that Shi Bingdao returned quietly. Seeing this scene.
This Japanese spy...
actually moved?
'How many people are here?'
'Five.'
'That's not many?'
'That's all we could get hold of in such a short time.'
'That's fine!'
Zhang Yong thought. Five is five!
Plus himself, that's six. As long as the Japanese spies don't have guns, there shouldn't be a problem. Guns are faster than knives.
When he went outside, he was even more relieved.
He knew all the people who had come. He had seen them before at Shijiutang.
The leader was Shi Hu. He was the one with the big muscles. This guy was said to be very good with a machete. One chop and a Jap was dead.
He had done great deeds in the 12th and 8th August Songhu War. Unfortunately, later...
Well, it's hard to explain.
'Shi Hu,'
'You...'
Shi Hu didn't know how to address Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong didn't know how to introduce himself for a moment. He couldn't say he was from the Special Branch of the Restoration Society.
These heroes from the 19th Route Army had no good feelings towards Chiang Kai-shek.
It seemed like he was now Chiang Kai-shek's lackey. It was already good that they didn't openly despise him.
'You can just call me Captain Zhang.'
'Captain Zhang.'
Sure enough, Shi Hu's tone was very indifferent.
It wasn't exactly respectful. It was more like someone who was just doing a job for money. You pay him a certain amount, and he'll do a certain amount of work.
'I'll take you to kill the Japanese invaders,' Zhang Yong continued.
'Where are the Japanese invaders?' Shi Hu finally became slightly more enthusiastic.
They had absolutely no good feelings towards Chiang Kai-shek.
However, they hated the Japanese invaders even more. They would never let go of an opportunity.
'Just follow my lead.'
'Okay.'
'Which one of you is a better shot?'
'Lao Pao!'
Shi Hu pushed forward a burly companion.
Zhang Yong nodded. He had seen him before. He could also lift two stone locks. He had a lot of strength. I didn't expect his marksmanship to be good as well.
So he took out a revolver. And two magazines. He handed them to Lao Pao.
Lao Pao took them without a word.
'The girl's marksmanship is also good,' Shi Hu continued.
Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
Girl?
Where's the girl?
You're all guys, right. What girl...
Then he realised. It was a nickname. It must refer to one of the gentle young men.
Of the five, four are strong and powerful. There is just one pretty boy. Not in a derogatory sense. He just has fair skin. And he is handsome.
'If you want to disguise yourself, you can find a girl.'
'Okay,'
Zhang Yong nodded.
For the time being, no weapons were given to the girl.
Because, he needed the girl to be responsible for delivering the empty suitcase inside.
The Japanese spy in front of him was definitely unusable.
His left hand was disabled. Someone would see through it. Then there would be no way to carry out the next wave.
In fact, Zhang Yong didn't need to follow the clues.
However, the fact was that following the clues was indeed the most efficient. It was also the easiest to break through.
However, the current priority was to catch Noguchi Tuzaburo.
It was unknown whether the other Japanese spies had any money. But Noguchi Tuzaburo definitely had some.
There might also be weapons and ammunition.
The people that Seok Byung-do has recruited happen to need weapons and ammunition.
So...
Nogaya Tsuchimaro has the highest authority.
'Go get some more people and wait for me outside the Chunxiang Theatre,' Zhang Yong instructed Shi Bingdao.
'Okay!' After a moment's hesitation, Shi Bingdao finally agreed.
There was no turning back now.
Besides, there was no turning back from eliminating the Japanese invaders. They must see the job through to the end.
'Go!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Let's go!
Let's go get Tsuchimuro!