Chapter 672: The situation is looking up

'You are...'

Song Wanchun looked at Zhang Yong dazedly.

He vaguely had some impression. But he couldn't think of it no matter how hard he tried. The back of his head was hurting badly.

'President Song, I am Zhang Yong!'

'Huh?'

'I'm Zhang Yong from the Secret Service of the Restoration Society! We met at the Jinling Xiaguan Pier. At the time, the radio in your suitcase fell out, almost causing a misunderstanding...'

'Oh, it was you...'

Song Wanchun finally remembered. So it was him.

To be honest, the radio falling out was really a problem. It was only with great difficulty that he was able to escape safely afterwards.

'That's right. It was me. Chairman Song, are you alright?'

'I... What's happening to me...'

'You must have been attacked by petty criminals.'

'Ah...'

Song Wanchun's mind was still confused.

He felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. Whenever he tried to think, his head hurt. So, he didn't dare to think too much.

It felt like that was indeed what had happened.

'It hurts at the back...'

'It's possible that your head hit a stone when you fainted.'

'Really...'

'Look. A stone.'

Zhang Yong picked up a stone from the ground.

Song Wanchun looked at it in confusion. Then it dawned on him. At the same time, he was secretly worried.

Damn it. Such a big stone. Will it knock some sense into you? Fortunately, someone saw it. Otherwise, in this cold weather, he might have been frozen to death.

This Zhang Yong, although a bit annoying, has really saved me this time.

I had some misunderstandings with him before. Now it's all gone.

'President Song, what are you doing here?'

'I, I...'

'Have you drunk too much and got lost?'

'Yes, yes...'

Song Wanchun hastily pretended to be drunk.

He was afraid that Zhang Yong would ask him what was going on.

He had quietly come here, of course, to do something secret.

If Zhang Yong found out, it would be disastrous.

'Zhang, Captain Zhang, what are you doing here?' Song Wanchun asked in return.

'Alas, what else can I do? Catch spies from Japan,' Zhang Yong answered resentfully, "spending the whole day playing hide-and-seek with spies from Japan, and not being able to sleep. What a miserable life...'

'You go ahead, then," Song Wanchun said hastily, "I won't get in your way.'

'Let me walk you out," Zhang Yong said warmly.

'No need. No need.'

'Yes, yes.'

Zhang Yong insisted on walking Song Wanchun out.

After all, he had got more than 1,000 dollars from the other party. It was only right to see him off.

There was nothing else to do anyway. It was almost dawn.

No one should be arriving.

Sure enough, after seeing Song Wanchun off, everything returned to normal.

Until dawn, no one else arrived to deliver the stolen goods. And it was assumed that there would be no more. The thieves must have heard the news.

If there was any sign of trouble, those with three hands would be the quickest to react.

The grocery store was abandoned from then on.

Zhang Yong then led the men back to the 026 logistics warehouse. Eat. Shower. Sleep.

All other goods were handed over to Shi Bingdao to clear up. Except for the golden Buddha statue.

He brought the golden Buddha statue back to his room. And placed it on the counter. Looking left and right. The more he looked, the more he liked it. Then he hid it under the bed.

He wrapped it in silk and put it in a wooden box. He padded the box with thick rags.

Everyone was tired after last night's busy day. Zhang Yong was also tired. As a result, he slept until after 3 pm. He woke up. He stayed in bed. He had dinner.

Another day passed like this. He didn't bother to seize the day or anything.

There was so much time, there was no need to seize it. It didn't matter if he missed it.

As the saying goes, the world is not his. Why be so proactive? Being too proactive could lead to death from overwork.

So...

go to bed...

Wake up feeling limp in the morning. Something's not right.

My head feels heavy, my feet feel light...

I feel weak all over...

I even feel unsteady when I walk...

Oh no. I've caught a cold. Strike. I need to rest. I'll take sick leave...

Feel my forehead. It feels a little cold.

Do I have a fever?

Oh no, this is serious. I really need to rest this time.

I check my space and try to find some cold medicine. But I can't find any. There's only amoxicillin.

Oh no...

No cold medicine. I'll have to take Chinese medicine.

I called Shi Bingdao and told him I was sick.

Shi Bingdao sent someone to fetch a doctor, who prescribed Chinese medicine. It was something like Xiao Chaihu. It seemed to work. But generally...

One day...

Two days...

Three days...

I was in a daze. I felt groggy.

I never felt fully energised. It was as if I had been reborn.

I happened to glance at the calendar. I didn't pay much attention.

February 26...

February 27...

If the course of history had not changed, what was supposed to happen would have happened.

He happened to be an onlooker. Lying in bed, he loafed around.

Sick. He really didn't have much energy.

People came to visit one after the other. Zhang Yong was listless. He was barely able to say a few words without losing his energy.

February 28...

Finally, he felt a little better.

He could basically get out of bed and walk around. It seemed that his strength had also returned a little.

I counted the days. Wow. It's been five whole days! Just like my previous life. Luckily, I don't have a high fever. Otherwise, I'd be dead.

I'm realising more and more that I'm not like the protagonist.

The protagonist in other people's lives is not so weak. Lying in bed for five days with a cold.

But what can you do? He's just that weak.

A cruel reality, a painful life.

'Report!'

'Team leader, urgent call.'

Zhao Hai, on duty, hurriedly came. He said it was from the Security Command Headquarters.

Zhang Yong reluctantly roused himself. He picked up the phone.

The caller was Zhou Yang.

'Shaolong, are you feeling better?'

'Barely,'

'That's fine. The commander wants to see you immediately.'

'Yes,'

'Be careful on the way,'

'Okay,'

Zhang Yong replied.

He packed up. He set off with the two squads.

They soon arrived at the garrison headquarters. They found that the alert level here had been lowered. There were not as many soldiers.

Except for the machine gun on the guard post at the entrance, everything else has been withdrawn.

'Deputy Officer Zhou.'

'Shaolong.'

'This is...'

'Oh, the alarm has been lifted. It has now been confirmed that the brigade of Japanese marines was secretly transferred back to the country.'

'Transferred back? What for? Rotation?'

'I don't know. It seems that something big has happened in Japan. The commander just found out as well.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong knows exactly what's going on. But he pretends to be dumb.

His character is that he cannot be too clever. Otherwise, he will arouse jealousy. He will die young.

Liu Shan was actually a clever person. But he played the fool just right. This allowed him to live longer. You think he is stupid. But he was in power for a whole 40 years. After the fall of the Shu Kingdom, he lived for another 8 years. He eventually died at the age of 65. How many emperors can match him?

'Are you feeling better?'

'I'll survive.'

'Follow me.'

'Okay.'

Come and see Commander Qian.

This time, it wasn't in the war room. It was in Commander Qian's office.

'Report!'

'Come in!'

From the sound of his voice, Commander Qian was in a great mood.

Zhang Yong inwardly exclaimed, 'Oh no.' The information he provided may have backfired.

Commander Qian obviously knew about the February 26th Incident. Today was the 28th. Information should have leaked out by now. The top echelons of the Nationalist government should also know.

Obviously, Commander Qian and the others are thinking positively. They are beginning to be optimistic.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, a coup d'état and internal strife in a country will definitely weaken its efforts to expand abroad. It may even turn from strong to weak and fall apart.

The problem is that the Japanese invaders are an extraordinary people.

This coup d'état has not only failed to change the pace of the Japanese invaders' expansion abroad, but has instead exacerbated it.

The serious consequences of the coup d'état were that the civilian government could no longer contain the power of the military. The entire country was in the hands of the Japanese military.

The prime ministers who came to power afterwards simply did not dare say anything to the military. The military had the final say in everything.

Unchecked and unrestrained, the Japanese army went on a frantic spree of foreign expansion.

'Shaolong, have you heard the news?'

'What news?'

'There's been a domestic disturbance in Japan. Their army has killed their prime minister.'

'Is this what the 226 Plan is about?'

'Yes!'

Commander Qian is very happy.

He laughs with relief. He clearly thinks this is good news.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. It does sound like good news.

The Japanese are in turmoil. They certainly won't have time to worry about anything else. With their own people fighting for power and attacking each other, they won't have the energy to invade.

You can relax...

You don't have to be so nervous...

We can look forward to better times...

The Japanese commander-in-chief must be happy too.

Yes, he must be.

Without the threat of the Japanese, he can focus on northern Shaanxi. This is of course a great thing.

The leaders in northern China must be happy too. The Japanese may soon have to withdraw their troops. With the unrest in their country, they must send troops back to put down the rebellion!

This is the usual way of thinking.

In China, every time there is unrest, the consequences are very serious. It basically leads to the collapse of the dynasty.

The Japanese invaders should be no different...

Zhang Yong forced a smile. He didn't want to spoil the mood.

It would be inconsiderate to pour cold water on other people's joy.

Even if he had to give a reminder, it could wait. Let's just be happy for a few days. A few days won't change anything anyway.

'Shaolong, your health...'

'Commander, I've almost recovered,'

'I asked you here to give you good news. It's not a deployment. If it were, I would have waited until you were well.'

'Thank you, Commander.'

'By the way, how is your secret investigation team coming along?'

'It's in the planning stages.'

'In that case, the adjutant's office has allocated you some funds. Use them for now.'

'Thank you, Commander!'

Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

He was even getting money?

What a pleasant surprise.

It was even money from the personal office. It seemed to be a very big deal.

The question was, why did Commander Money care so much about him?

Was it because of personal relationships?

No way.

Most likely it was because of Boss Dai.

While recuperating these past few days, his mind had been in a mess and he had thought about a lot of things.

Why did Commander Money want to meet Boss Dai in person?

Why was Boss Dai unhappy?

Gradually, he figured something out.

Someone didn't want to see Boss Dai continue to be successful. They wanted to stop him.

Where did Boss Dai's good fortune come from? From the outside, it seems to be related to him, Zhang Yong. So, the first thing is to get Zhang Yong out from under Boss Dai's command. Take away Boss Dai's help.

Transfer?

No way. Boss Dai would never let him go.

But, setting up a secret investigation team is different. The Office of the Assistant to the Chairman represents the Chairman. The Chairman needs a secret investigation team.

Perhaps the Commander-in-Chief thought there were too many people in the Special Investigation Office. If a secret were to leak, there would be too many people who knew. So it would be better to let Zhang Yong set up a small secret investigation team. With the smallest number of people, the scope of confidentiality could be controlled. And it would be a way to help the Commander-in-Chief's wife.

Of course everyone else applauded.

As long as Zhang Yong could be taken away from Boss Dai, who wouldn't be happy to see it happen?

Naturally, they helped to fuel the flames and let things take their course, so that everything could be resolved.

So the secret investigation team was successfully established.

The only one who wasn't happy was Boss Dai. But he couldn't say anything.

Commander Qian must have said something to him in private. Boss Dai had to do what he was told, otherwise the Commissioner would be unhappy.

What? You won't obey the Commissioner's orders? Then you go and talk to the Commissioner yourself.

Of course Boss Dai didn't dare. He didn't want to make the Commissioner suspicious.

The Commander-in-Chief is the most suspicious person. Are you, Boss Dai, refusing to release people because you want to create an independent kingdom? That would be a tragedy.

Later, the root cause of Boss Dai's tragedy was also the fact that the military was too independent and outsiders were unable to intervene at all.

Even people like Tang Zong and Zheng Jiemin were severely excluded. This made the Commander-in-Chief feel uneasy. So he began to restrict Boss Dai's power.

Alas, in the final analysis, power is a whirlpool. No matter who gets caught up in it, it is terrifying.

His intelligence is definitely not up to it. So, keep your distance. Work hard. Keep a low profile.

Remember:

The number of people in the secret investigation unit must not exceed 100.

And never interfere with the military. Especially don't form your own private army. That's a recipe for disaster.

It's just 100 people anyway. Do whatever you like.

If you can do it, do it. If you can't, ask for support from above.

I only have 100 people, and you want me to do the work of 500.

If you want me to increase the size of the unit, I refuse.

Anyway, keep a low profile.

'The Commander-in-Chief is generous, and has specially approved 20,000 units of currency.'

'The Commander-in-Chief is wise!'

Zhang Yong hurriedly stood at attention and responded solemnly.

Good stuff. That's a lot, 20,000 units of currency. Not in a derogatory sense. It really is a lot.

You must know that the Commander-in-Chief has always been very stingy. The latest issue of currency, one dollar is equivalent to one tael of silver. 20,000 units is 20,000 taels of silver.

For a small person like Zhang Yong, 20,000 taels of silver was definitely a large sum.

Perhaps there was also the help of the wife behind this.

Of course, there must also be the 'beautiful words' of the Commander of Money. He was kind but not wasteful.

'Thank you, Commander!'

Zhang Yong said again with gratitude.

Acting. Pretending. He had it down.

'Zhou Yang will give you the voucher later. You go get the money.'

'Thank you, Commander.'

'Ah, finally I can relax for a while. You should rest too. You must be exhausted. You've been sick for so long.'

'I'm fine. I'm gradually recovering now.'

'Take care of your health.'

'Thank you for your concern, Commander. If there's nothing else, I won't disturb the Commander.'

'Yes, you may go! Remember to take care of your health. Don't get sick again. You'll miss out on all the good things.'

'I understand. Thank you, Commander!'

Zhang Yong said goodbye and left.

He could vaguely hear Commander Qian humming a tune behind him.

Haha. It seems that Commander Qian is really in a very good mood. He must have forgotten about the Japanese.

If Commander Qian is like this, I guess the other commanders are probably similar.

Everyone is happy. Everyone is optimistic.

The situation is very good.

Not just good. It's great. It's exceptional.

Sigh...