Chapter 648: Weapons
Zhang Yong returned to the intersection of Wuding Street and Baisheng Street with a full army of men and horses.
From a distance, martial law had already been declared here. Police officers were everywhere, as if they were facing a major enemy. There were also heavily armed soldiers from the security team.
Anybody who was not related to the incident was stopped two streets away. No one was allowed to go near.
It's actually useless. It's just meant to intimidate the public.
Those fake Japanese invaders have long since fled without a trace. There's no way they'll return.
They're not stupid...
There are lots of reporters.
They're desperate to find out what's going on, but unfortunately they can't get close to the scene.
In fact, no one knows what's going on yet.
The Kong family has already blocked the news.
The official story is that there's been a traffic accident at the intersection of Baisheng Street and Wuding Street...
Zhang Yong did not go into the scene immediately. Instead, he observed from a distance.
He saw through the binoculars that the mayor, Yu Hongjun, and the police chief, Wang Chaoshun, were also there. Both of them were big shots.
The former would issue a public letter to the people of the city when Shanghai fell next year.
The latter seemed to be a member of the Wang family. Which Wang? Of course it was Wang Jingwei's Wang.
Suddenly, he became curious...
Was there a Wang Manchun?
Guo Qiyun has one. Although not the Guo Qiyun.
But it seems there are no Ming families...
There definitely aren't.
He has already made inquiries in many places. There are definitely no Ming families in Shanghai.
Some people are surnamed Ming. But they are all ordinary people. They are worlds apart from the Ming family in the TV series. Therefore, the three Tibetan mastiffs do not exist.
Quietly hide away.
Over there is a special event for big people. As a small person, you should not go and join the fun.
Go make your fortune.
First, dig up Jin Sanyan's treasure.
Is this cunning pirate leader telling the truth? We need to see the real thing.
Suddenly, a red dot appeared on the edge of the map.
Zhang Yong's mind twitched. The red dot seemed to be coming this way. Is it a Japanese spy coming to gather information?
Wait patiently.
Finally, the red dot appeared.
It was a Chinese man dressed as a reporter. He was holding a camera in his hand.
Zhang Yong recognised him at once. He was one of the Japanese spies who had posed as policemen last night. This guy actually dared to come back.
He sighed inwardly.
These Japanese spies might be new here.
They don't know any better. They're very arrogant. They really don't take Zhang Yong into account.
The Japanese spies who used to lurk in Shanghai might have been destroyed by Zhang Yong. Those who have been transferred from the rear are like newborn calves not afraid of tigers.
I don't think the Japanese spies' superiors would dare tell them that their predecessors have all been arrested.
No fool would say that. Wouldn't that be a blow to their own prestige?
They probably won't even tell these newcomers that there is a formidable opponent called Zhang Yong.
The new arrivals have no idea who Zhang Yong is. They've never heard of him.
Arrest?
No. Not yet.
Go make some money first.
Go to the first address.
It's the home of one of Jin Sanyan's mistresses.
This mistress is one of the headliners at the Ye Laixiang nightclub. Her name is Xiaotaohong.
Arrived at the destination.
The map shows that there are two people inside.
'Bang!'
'Bang!'
Fang Hai goes up to knock on the door.
He is a rough man. He pounds on the door. It makes a thumping sound.
'Who is it?'
Someone inside answers impatiently.
Then the door opened. A man stuck his head out. He looked furious.
He was about to swear, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
There were dark heads everywhere outside. Almost everyone had a gun in their hands.
He suddenly became timid.
Kneeling down was a knee-jerk reaction.
He begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.
'It wasn't me...'
'I had nothing to do with it...'
'She seduced me...'
'She seduced me...'
The one who called out was miserable.
Zhang Yong: ...
It seems like I've gone to the wrong film set?
It was supposed to be a spy drama, but it's turned into a melodrama?
Okay...
I'll just watch from the sidelines.
I won't say anything. I won't stop it.
I'll just let this man cry and beg for mercy. Let him direct and act in his own drama.
'Pang!'
'Pang!'
Suddenly, the man slapped himself.
He'd misunderstood.
He thought these people had all been sent by Jin Sanyan.
Who is Jin Sanyan? He is the leader of the pirates! He kills without blinking an eye. He throws the bodies into the sea.
Not to mention finding the bodies. There is not even any leftover scraps.
Every day, many people disappear from the Shanghai beach. More than 90% of them are thrown into the sea.
No one sees them alive, and no one sees their bodies after they die.
Liu Heizi was the same way back then.
'Pop!'
'Pop!'
The man beat himself until his face was swollen.
Between being shot and self-harming, he resolutely chose self-harm. Just to survive.
'Come out!'
Zhang Yong yelled inside.
A moment later, a woman with disheveled hair came out.
She kept her head down, so her face was not visible. She was so terrified that she could hardly stand. Of course she knew what would happen if she was caught.
Thrown into the sea.
Left to fend for herself.
She was dead.
'Get out!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
It's in the way. It's an eyesore. It's affecting my world view.
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
The man and woman are both taken aback.
Then they feel as if they've been given a pardon. They hurry off, leaving everything behind.
They're joking.
They've been given a second chance, so why would they care about anything else?
Even the woman, who was so scared she couldn't stand, runs faster than a rabbit.
Zhang Yong: ...
Then he suddenly remembers something.
'Sister-in-law, let's go. I don't kill women.' Then from behind...
Boom...
It exploded.
However, Zhang Yong did not have a gun in his hand.
He waved his hand.
He led the people inside. He went straight to the point.
He smashed the wall behind him. The treasure was inside.
But there were no gold bars.
Jin Sanjian said he didn't have any gold bars. Zhang Yong of course didn't believe him. However, the 100,000 taels of gold he offered also did not include gold bars.
'Clang...'
'Clang...'
The wall was broken open.
A small metal box was found inside.
It was about the same size as a mooncake box from later generations.
There was no lock. But it was tightly shut. It was only with difficulty that it was prised open with a bayonet.
Inside were silver notes. Some of them had turned slightly yellow.
When they were taken out, they were all from the Citibank. Denominations included 100 silver dollars, 200 silver dollars, and 500 silver dollars.
A rough count shows that there are more than 100 of them. That's about 30,000 silver dollars.
Good. Not bad.
An easy 30,000.
So, we still need to catch the Japanese spies.
These disguised Japanese spies are really rich.
So happy...
Keep the silver notes. Cut to the next scene. Going to the second address.
Suddenly, his eyes flicker.
He notices a car pulling in at the edge of the map. Judging from the speed, it should be a car.
There are four people in the car. They have weapons.
Instinctively, Zhang Yong immediately hides behind the wall.
He doesn't know who is in the car. But, to be safe, he must hide. What if they suddenly shoot?
That's so close...
No. There is still 400 metres between them. He is being overly cautious.
The straight-line distance from the edge of the map to him is 450 metres. Counting the curve of the road, it must be more than 500 metres.
So, actually, there is no need to be so nervous.
Doubt. Who is in the car? Four people on bicycles, armed, but not looking like they're going to arrest someone.
It looks more like the quiet travel of someone important.
The car should be pretty ordinary. That way, it won't attract attention.
As long as the windows are kept closed, the people outside can't see what's going on inside.
Overall, it's safer.
Monitor silently.
He noticed that the car was actually heading in his direction.
Doubt.
Is it passing by?
Okay. It should be passing by...
But, just to be safe, Zhang Yong decides to hide.
Keep a low profile.
These are extraordinary times.
If you suddenly appear with a hundred or so people and weapons, it will scare the children...
'Miao Hai!'
'Here!'
'Someone is coming. Hide!'
'Yes.'
Miao Hai goes to pass on the order.
Soon, everyone quickly hides.
The car also drives into a nearby alley. It is not visible from the outside.
'Passing by...'
'Passing by...'
Zhang Yong silently monitors the car.
Soon, the vehicle appears in the field of view of the binoculars. It is a black Chevrolet car.
The appearance is indeed very ordinary.
From the outside, you cannot see anything inside the car.
If you want to assassinate the target in the car, a rifle is obviously useless. Unless you use an RPG...
The car follows the road and comes right up to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong: ...
It can't be a coincidence, can it?
Is it also here for the nightclub's headliner?
Secretly pulls out his pistol.
Then the car really stops in front of the door.
However, it is on the other side of the road. Someone gets out of the car. They open the door of the house opposite.
Zhang Yong: ...
Oh, it's a misunderstanding.
It's the house opposite.
The house opposite is a small Western-style house. It looks quite impressive.
Even the outermost gate is a large iron gate. There is a very sharp anti-climbing net on it. It's obviously a wealthy family.
But what's strange is that there is no one inside the small Western-style house.
The gate opened. Someone went in. Then they came out again. They carried wooden boxes from the car.
It was a small car. But it seemed to be full of boxes. Five boxes were carried in succession.
The wooden boxes were about one metre long. They seemed to be quite heavy.
The four people in the car carried the boxes two by two. They carried all the boxes inside.
They probably put them away. So they locked the iron gate. Then they started to leave again.
When they arrived, they were all armed. But when they left, none of them were armed.
Apparently, the weapons they were carrying, like the crates, were all stored in the house across the street.
So the question is...
Whose house is it across the street?
Why would someone send weapons to the house across the street?
What kind of weapons?
How many?
Zhang Yong couldn't help but think about this.
He liked money. But he also liked weapons and ammunition. Especially now. He really needed them.
He single-handedly built up the Secret Investigation Unit. He has to be self-reliant in everything. He has to find the funding himself. He has to find the weapons and ammunition himself.
He doesn't want to go through the Garrison Command.
Besides, the Garrison Command doesn't have any good weapons.
They won't give him light machine guns, mortars, or anything like that.
Even if they did, it would just be rifles and pistols. The quality might not be that good. There probably wouldn't be many bullets either.
It's better to find a way to be self-reliant on your own.
The map can show all the weapons and ammunition anyway. Just get whatever you can get your hands on.
Once it's in his hands, it belongs to him. Even if the emperor himself came, it's impossible to give it back.
'Zhao Hai!'
'Here!'
Zhang Yong waved his hand. He led the team to the small house across the street.
Violently unlock the door. Enter.
It seems that the house has never been lived in.
There was dust on the tables and floors. There were no utensils in the kitchen. There were no clothes in the wardrobe.
Clearly, this was an empty house. There was no sign of anyone living here.
In one room, they found wooden boxes.
There were five of them.
Apart from these five boxes, there were some other messy boxes.
But the map only showed the weapon symbol. There was no gold symbol. In other words, forget about gold bars and the like. At most, they would get some weapons and ammunition.
Prise open.
Surprised.
It's full of good stuff!
It's full of original Thompson submachine guns!