Chapter 644: Sacrifice

Like me?

Zhang Yong didn't react at once.

Shit...

Is this considered a confession of love?

In my previous life, I was a handsome guy. I've never been confessed to by a girl before.

But in this world, I have an unremarkable appearance. And a girl actually confessed to me? And in front of so many people?

This is ridiculous...

Calm down...

I repeatedly told myself that this was not a domineering CEO romantic comedy. Although I really like watching it.

Nothing comes for free in the world.

If it does, it's a trap. A deadly one.

'I'm now the team leader.'

'Then, Team Leader Zhang, I like you. Really.'

'How much?'

'Very much.'

'How much?'

'I'm willing to die for you!'

'Then go to hell!'

Zhang Yong suddenly pulled out a revolver and held it against Du Xiaoman's forehead.

Du Xiaoman's face suddenly turned pale.

She froze.

What's going on?

Is he so insensitive?

I said I like you, and you're holding a gun on me?

"Don't!'

Li Yunyang cried out.

She was genuinely worried that Zhang Yong would shoot. This guy is crazy.

There is nothing he wouldn't dare to do. Du Xiaoman was so desperate, but it might backfire.

'She just wants to avenge her sister.'

'The murderer of her sister has been found.'

'Who?'

'A Japanese spy.'

'Then hurry up and arrest him!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Wen Zhenping must pay the price.

This guy has actually taken someone's life. Then he can't be spared.

The Japanese spies he left behind did not directly harm Chinese people. If there are any, they must be killed. Including this Wen Zhenping.

'Team Leader Zhang, you caught the murderer and avenged my sister. I am willing...'

'Stop. Don't take advantage of me.'

'Huh?'

'I am rich and powerful. How can you be my subordinate if you follow me? You are dreaming.'

'Zhang Yong!'

Li Yunyang was angry.

She hated this kind of class concept the most.

It hurts.

What do you mean you're rich and powerful?

We, the Red Army, are revolting to overthrow this old world.

We want to break down all class barriers!

Everyone should be their own master!

Proletarians of the world, unite!

"Zhang Yong!'

Someone inside came out.

Zhang Yong nodded silently. Finally, the important person has shown up.

He is an important backbone of the Red Party.

He used himself as bait to lure out the traitor.

Shi Bingdao's side should have already identified the traitor. All that remains is to root out the traitor.

Zhang Yong had actually vaguely guessed his identity.

Gu Mozhai. That was him. And what was the name he changed to later? Ah, I've forgotten again.

Damn memory...

But it doesn't matter, just knowing that his name is Gu Mozhai is enough.

His identity has been exposed. His name is already on the blacklist of the Party Affairs Investigation Office.

'Boss Gu.'

'Team Leader Zhang.'

'Boss Gu, you're not in the antiques business anymore, are you? You're in the cheongsam business?'

'This is an emergency contact.'

'You don't seem to need to tell me.'

'I'd like to formally introduce you. This is Comrade Du Xiaoman from the former Special Section.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong narrowed his eyes.

He thought she was a harmless little bunny.

Little did he know, she was a wolf in disguise. She had just played a trick on him.

Hmph!

In the end, Du Xiaoman gave him a smile.

Well, Zhang Yong suddenly felt a little weak in the knees. His opinion of her immediately vanished.

Although he felt very unpromising, this was not a matter of principle. He could still accept it. He was now happy that the other party had taken the initiative to serve him. Unfortunately, the other party might not want to anymore.

!@#¥%...

Stop!

Stop!

What are you thinking?

She is someone from the Teko! Do you want to die?

"Team Leader Zhang...'

Suddenly, Du Xiaoman smiled flirtatiously.

Zhang Yong: ...

immediately raised his guard.

This woman is not someone to be trifled with. Damn.

'I'll give you an embroidery needle.'

'What?'

'Huh!'

Du Xiaoman snapped her fingers.

An embroidery needle shot out. It hit the wooden board more than ten metres in front of her.

Zhang Yong: ...

Sweat.

Cold sweat.

Damn.

The embroidery needle had actually penetrated the wooden board.

If it had hit someone in the neck, it would have killed them instantly! If it had been a close-range assassination, they would not have known how they had died.

Fear.

Panic.

Looking at Du Xiaoman's eyes, it was as if he was looking at the devil.

This woman...

No, this female ghost!

'Du Xiaodie was not killed by Wen Zhenping,' said Gu Mozhai.

'Huh?' Zhang Yong was stunned.

What's going on?

His own investigation results showed that the murderer was Wen Zhenping!

Wait!

'Was Du Xiaodie also one of your people?'

'Yes.'

'Then...'

Zhang Yong didn't know what to say.

Sorry, his brain is at most dual-core dual-threaded.

Now suddenly there is a task with six cores and twelve threads, and his weak CPU cannot handle it for the time being.

It's so complicated.

At first, he thought it was a simple murder case.

Then it involved a Japanese spy...

Now it's involved the Red...

Forget it, strike. Such a complicated task, he just shut down.

No way.

You guys are all so high level, don't play me.

'Wen Zhenping is a Japanese invader...'

'We already know that.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong then shut up.

If everyone else knows everything, what else is there for him to say.

If he had known, he shouldn't have entered the cheongsam shop. As a result, he was dealt a heavy blow.

Sigh...

The Red Party really does produce geniuses!

No wonder they were able to win after thirteen years. They really do have the best people.

Quiet.

Don't say anything. Close your eyes and rest.

He was just passing by.

Now that Gu Mozhai is here, there's nothing for him to do here.

He quietly listens to the others talk.

'Sorry. I did misunderstand you before.

'I accept your apology.'

'I'm sorry. We won't have the chance to work together.'

'Why?'

Zhang Yong suddenly senses something is wrong.

Gu Mozhai's voice was a little weak. This is...

injured?

He hurriedly opened his eyes. He didn't see any wounds.

However, Gu Mozhai's complexion was indeed wrong. It was very pale. And a little grey.

Shocked...

'You...'

'I'm ready.'

'You took the poison?'

'Yes,'

Gu Mozhai answered calmly.

Zhang Yong: ...

I don't know what to say.

At this moment, with his intelligence, he was also able to think of the cause and effect.

Gu Mozhai sacrificed himself to identify the traitor.

However, he did not want to fall into the hands of the Party Affairs Investigation Department alive. So, he took the poison in advance.

The poison is chronic. But there is no antidote.

Gu Mozhai would not give his enemies the opportunity to save him and then torture him.

So...

'Dead?'

'Yes.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong looked up at the ceiling.

He did not shed a tear.

Really.

He was not the type to shed tears so easily.

Revolutionary predecessors. Sacrificing themselves for their beliefs. For them, there is no regret.

'Do you have any last words?'

'You said that we will ultimately achieve victory.'

'Yes.'

'If that day really comes, you must come tell me.'

'Okay.'

'After I die, you are responsible for burying me.'

'Why me?'

'Because you have money. You can find a better place to bury me. In the future, you will also remember to come visit me occasionally.'

'We don't seem to know each other very well...'

'I'm begging you. From the grave, I'll bless you, Captain Zhang, with wealth and glory...'

'Deal.'

Zhang Yong said in a deep voice.

Gu Mozhai's face relaxed.

'I want a drink.'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

He turned his head to look at Li Yunyang and Du Xiaoman.

They looked a little wooden. A little sad. But not depressed.

Obviously, they already knew the result.

This was Gu Mozhai's choice.

Sacrificing himself to find the traitor was his final task.

He had triumphed.

He had successfully locked onto the traitor.

The traitor had been exposed. Naturally, the others would eliminate him. And then the others would continue to fight.

Night was gradually falling...

Gu Mozhai slowly sipped the aged Hua Diao...

His eyes gradually brightened. Like the rising sun on 1 October 1949...

Time passed quietly...

In the morning, Zhang Yong drove him to the outskirts of the city.

Here, they chose a piece of prime real estate in the Feng Shui tradition and buried Gu Mozhai silently.

A stone tablet was erected.

[Mr. Gu]

[Unknown – 1949.10.1]

...

Shi Bingdao came.

It stood silently in the wind. Like a sculpture.

'Traitor...'

'He's been executed.'

...

Back at the cheongsam shop.

Li Yunyang had already left. Du Xiaoman was still there.

As Gu Mozhai had arranged, the cheongsam shop would continue to operate. It would be taken over by Du Xiaoman.

Zhang Yong stood outside the door.

He knew that someone in the distance was spying on him through binoculars.

He let the other person see him on purpose.

This cheongsam shop is under my protection, Zhang Yong.

Anyone who moves this cheongsam shop is crossing me, Zhang Yong. Anyone who isn't afraid to die can come.

I'm not a member of the Red Party.

I don't have the principles of the Red Party.

I dare to do whatever the Red Party says I can't do.

I'm a mad dog.

I bite.

I bite dogs too.

'Di di!'

'Di di!'

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn came from afar.

He turned his head and looked over. He saw a car with the license plate of the Garrison Command.

The car stopped. A captain hurriedly got out.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hai hurriedly came.

'Team leader, the garrison headquarters has sent someone to say that they need to see you urgently. Please go to the garrison headquarters immediately.'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong nodded.

It had been four days. It was about time. It was time to report to the garrison headquarters.

Arrangements were made immediately.

He could not go alone.

Inside the garrison headquarters, he might be safe. But outside...

Arrangements were made for two trucks.

with a full fifty people. Zhang Yong rushed to the garrison headquarters.

Zhou Yang was at the door. Surprisingly, Liu Bo was there too.

Seeing Liu Bo, Zhang Yong knew that things might be a bit complicated.

This Liu Bo was Yang Hu's deputy. And Yang Hu was the deputy commander of the garrison headquarters and the commander of the 59th Army.

Since Yang Hu is also the commander of the 59th Army, he has direct control over the army. Therefore, his position as deputy commander of the garrison actually gives him considerable power. Commander Qian cannot completely ignore him either. This is where Yang Hu's confidence comes from. A characteristic of the Guomindang is that as long as you control the army, you have power.

Otherwise, a deputy with no concurrent post is not even as good as a dog.

'What's wrong?'

'Yatogu Tōsaburō is dead.'