Chapter 770: When the sky is wild, there will be rain

"I'm not Conan...'

'I'm not Conan...'

'I'm not Conan...'

Zhang Yong took a deep breath. He repeated the words three times.

He hoped that nothing would happen at the Presidential Palace.

Nothing must happen...

If something did happen, it would have nothing to do with him.

He wasn't even at the Presidential Palace today...

If anyone says that an incident at the Presidential Palace is related to them, I will sue them for defamation.

He is defaming me...

He is defaming me...

'You'll know when you go there.'

'Understood.'

Zhang Yong quickly slipped five US dollars into the other person's hand.

Everything was said without words.

Sure enough, the captain was silent for a moment.

If it were a large sum of money, he would not dare to take it. But US dollars...

'It's an invitation to go back to the meeting.'

'What meeting?'

'A bunch of people are there arguing about credit, and they can't stop fighting. Director Lin is asking you to go back and explain the situation.'

'Me?'

Zhang Yong was full of doubts.

Is there such a thing?

Anyway, what time is it? It's ten o'clock at night. Don't they need to sleep?

'Is Director Lin still there?'

'Yes.'

'Okay then.'

Zhang Yong then called out to the group. They returned to the Presidential Palace.

He examined the map in the dark outside and found nothing unusual. There were no 3,000 assassins waiting in ambush.

So he got out of the car without worry. He entered the archway.

Once again, he was the only one entering. He registered his information and surrendered his weapon.

The difference was that the girl from last time was already waiting for him outside the Kylin Gate. Obviously, Director Lin was a bit anxious.

'Follow me!'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong entered the Kylin Gate.

This time, it wasn't in the conference room as last time. It was in a different place.

There were also not as many detours. In the end, they arrived at a detached house.

It was a bit flashy on this side. It was not very clear in the dark. Looks like a former royal palace? It may have been renovated.

The map showed that there were several white dots inside. But they were quite far away.

'You go in!'

'Thank you!'

'Don't knock. Just push the door in.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong followed the instructions and pushed the door in.

A glance inside...

Holy shit.

They're all big shots!

Gou Zhenglun, Commander of the Military Police...

Li Shizhen, Director of the Police Department...

Who's the other one? Oh, it's Chen Guofu!

Awesome, Director of the Military Affairs Bureau! The boss of the Director!

And here I am, a little newbie...

Standing there dazed.

Dazed...

Until I'm noticed...

'You, stand first,' Director Lin says slowly.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong obediently stands.

It's okay. It's comfortable standing.

Everyone there is a big shot. How dare he sit?

Even if they gave him a dragon throne to sit on, he'd still feel the heat on his bottom, right?

Sigh...

Gu Zhenglun and Li Shizhen exchanged glances. Then they exchanged glances with Chen Guofu.

Immediately, all three stood up. They took their leave one after the other.

They walked past Zhang Yong without looking away.

Zhang Yong: ?

Hey hey hey, what's going on?

Come on, can someone tell me what's going on...

Just ask me to stand here?

Oh...

And then they all left?

I came, they left...

'They really won't learn from their mistakes!' Director Lin said slowly.

Zhang Yong: ?

What do you mean?

Are you saying I'm the coffin? Will I cry when I see it?

No. Director Lin, I didn't offend you! I was going to make a tribute.

If you say so, I won't make a tribute.

'We still need to ask you to come,' Director Lin said again, 'otherwise, they won't know when to stop arguing.'

'Director Lin, what's going on?' Zhang Yong asked weakly.

'It's fine. It's been resolved. It's quiet.' Director Lin stood up and waved his hand, 'You go back to bed too!'

Zhang Yong: ?

You son of a bear...

You called me all the way here! Just let me stand here?

And then without saying anything, you told me to go back to bed?

No...

There are no people like this in the demolition industry!

I wasted an extra 50 US dollars!

Well, I'm not going to tell you about that windfall now. I'm very angry. Very unhappy.

First stall...

'Yes.'

Answered obediently.

Leave.

When I came out, the girl was gone.

Well, this is truly the bride sent to the room, the matchmaker thrown over the wall, and used and discarded!

Damn...

Curse you all to hell in 49 years...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He saw Song Ziyu. She stood there, bright and clear. Like a white lotus flower.

Huh?

Why is she here too?

Oh, she sometimes stays here too.

There are plenty of houses behind the Presidential Palace, so having one more room is no problem.

'Huh? Shaolong?' Song Ziyu was also surprised.

'It's me,' Zhang Yong nodded. He walked steadily over.

'You came on a mission?'

'No,'

Zhang Yong recounted what had just happened.

Song Ziyu couldn't help smiling after hearing it. She bit her lip and looked at him. It seemed like she liked to see him lose face.

'What are you laughing at?'

'You're really something. Director Lin wanted you to step in.'

'I still don't understand what happened.'

'They all know that the credit is yours. But you don't want it. So they're fighting over it. Director Lin asked you to come here so that they would stop fighting. If they don't stop, he will report the truth. Then they won't get any credit.'

'I see.'

'But, are you really fine with this?'

'I prefer getting rich.'

'You really...'

'Let's talk about this later. I'm in a hurry to get rich now.'

'You...'

Song Ziyu was speechless.

This guy. Really. Talking will kill you!

I really want to see you, okay?

Where are you going to make a fortune in the middle of the night? Are you going to dig up other people's ancestors' graves?

I really want to go with you. Last time she followed Zhang Yong around for a whole day, and when she came back and told her aunts about it, they all listened intently.

Unfortunately, it's nighttime now, and it's not safe outside. She definitely can't go.

I hope Zhang Yong is okay too...

Fortune favors the virtuous.

God bless...

'Team leader!'

'Team leader!'

Zhang Yong came out of the Presidential Palace.

His mood gradually improved. Nothing had happened. That was a good thing.

As it turned out, he really hadn't been possessed by Conan. Haha. From then on, peace and joy, and the years passed quietly...

Waving his hand. Get in the car. Ready to go to Huangshi Road.

Suddenly, many white dots appeared at the edge of the map. There were also weapon symbols.

Among them were three red dots. But there were no weapon symbols. Strange. What is this combination?

Immediately raise your guard. Slowly stop the car.

'Huang Chu.'

'Here.'

'Go and check out the front.'

'Yes.'

Huang Chu agreed. He went to the front.

Soon after, he returned. He reported that there were police officers handling a case in front.

'Police officers? In the middle of the night?'

'It seems that a Japanese merchant was killed. The Japanese have also sent someone over.'

'Japanese merchant?'

'It's a shop called Yoshinoya. The owner is called Hanbei Yoshinoya. Everyone in the neighbourhood knows about it.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong didn't care much.

Since it was a Japanese person who had made his identity public, he didn't bother.

He wanted to catch those who hid their identities.

He wanted to take a detour. Suddenly, he noticed that another group of people with weapons had arrived. One of them still had a symbol, and it was none other than Gu Yabing.

Well, it seems that the death of this Japanese person has caused quite a stir. Even the military police headquarters has been mobilised.

Never mind, since I've run into them, I'll just watch the fun here for now.

Gu Bafeng hurriedly came over, and when he saw Zhang Yong, he felt like he had been saved and hurried over.

'Shaolong!'

'Shaolong!'

he called desperately. He was afraid Zhang Yong would run away.

Zhang Yong stood there quietly. He nodded. He was determined not to get involved in what was going on.

There was just so much to do...

Really, there was just so much to do...

He had so much to do.

'Director Gu, why did you get involved again?'

'Hey, don't you know? The Japanese guy who was killed was someone important. The whole thing has gone to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.'

'What do you mean important?'

'He was in the Japanese army. He'd been promoted to major. Then he transferred to the reserves. He came here and opened a shop.'

'So what?'

'Now the Japanese embassy knows too, and they want us to investigate and punish the killer severely.'

'Pfft!'

Zhang Yong shrugged.

More threats.

However, it is precisely Chiang Kai-shek who eats this kind of stuff.

Who is the current foreign minister? Is it Soong Tse-ven? Or...

Uh, can't remember.

'Who is our current foreign minister?'

'President Wang is also the foreign minister.'

'Wang...'

Zhang Yong was suddenly stunned.

What? The current foreign minister is actually Wang Jingwei?

Shit.

This traitor. The Japanese must be in charge.

The Japanese are his real father, even closer than his real father. His real mother is also his mother.

'So...'

'The Japanese have given us three days to hand over the murderer.'

'Haha.'

Zhang Yong didn't think so.

Three days? Give them shit! Killing a Japanese is heroic! Murderer?

Not to mention whether we can find him. Even if we can, I'll only reward him with 50 silver dollars. I'll tell him he did a good job, a wonderful job, a job that deserves praise. I'll encourage him to kill more. How could I possibly hand him over to the Japanese?

"The Japanese have sent someone called Junjiro Koiso to supervise the investigation. He's the military attaché at the Japanese embassy. He's usually very arrogant. He has a father called Kunio Koiso, who seems to be a very important official.'

'Koiso Kunio?'

'I think that was his name. I'm not sure. He was a very important person.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong pondered.

Koiso Kunio, he knew that name. He had been the Japanese prime minister.

That was towards the end. The Japanese were about to lose the war. He was a stopgap measure. No one listened to him at home or abroad.

'Xiao Lin Zi.'

'Yes.'

'Do you have any information on Koiso Kunio?'

'Yes. Koiso Kuniaki. Lieutenant General of the Japanese Army. Previously Commander of the 5th Division, he took over from Ueda Kenkichi as Commander of the Kwantung Army at the end of last year. This man is nicknamed the Tiger of Korea and has long served as Commander of the garrison there.'

'No wonder...'

Zhang Yong nodded.

So it turns out he was the Tiger of Korea. He suddenly felt like laughing.

The Japanese invaders really didn't have much talent. Just a few years as garrison commander and he dared to call himself the Tiger of Korea.

Then there was Yamashita, nicknamed the Tiger of Malaya, I think?

These Tiger of... things don't seem to be worth much...

Suddenly, the map edge indicated the arrival of someone else. There was a marker. It was Li Shiqun.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but frown.

This Li Shiqun really is a dog! How did he smell it out?

It's just that a Japanese guy died, right? Do you need to send so many people? Just assign it to some local police station to investigate.

If they can find out, they will. If they can't, they can forget it. There's no need to be polite to the Japanese.

However, Li Shiqun did come.

And, as he soon learned, Zhang Yong was there too, so he hurried over.

'Team Leader Li, you're busy!'

'Director Chen told me to come. Someone will be here from the Department of Public Security.'

'What does the Department of Public Security have to do with it?'

'Director Wang instructed that we investigate with all our strength. Within two days, we must have results.'

'Two days?'

Zhang Yong blinked. That was impressive. The pressure was mounting.

The Japanese had set a deadline of three days. As a Japanese stooge, Wang Jingwei had set a deadline of two days!

'Yes. Only two days,' Li Shiqun replied.

'Then you go ahead. Don't waste any more time here,' Zhang Yong waved his hand.

'Aren't you going to go and have a look?' Li Shiqun asked, intentionally or not.

'First, it's none of my business. Second, I don't listen to Wang Jingwei,' Zhang Yong said clearly.

Since Li Boqi had mentioned the oath of allegiance, he might as well make the oath of allegiance even more explicit. Publicly proclaim that he doesn't care about Wang Jingwei.

You're the Premier, so what? You're the Minister of Foreign Affairs, so what? I don't care about you!

If you're not satisfied, come and fire me.

But it seems that I don't even have a formal position. How can you fire me? Haha!

Oh, it seems that the Air Force has a formal establishment. But can you Wang Jingwei interfere in the affairs of the Air Force? If you have the guts, you just go ahead and interfere!

'You...' Li Shiqun paused, wanting to say something.

He felt that Zhang Yong was arrogant and presumptuous. He actually didn't take President Wang in his eyes.

But this was good. When the sky is wild, there will be rain; when a person is wild, there will be calamity. This Zhang Yong, sooner or later, something will happen. It also saves him from running to President Wang to compete for favour.

Gu Bafeng remained silent.

Of course, they in the military police headquarters only listen to the chairman.

But, on the surface, they were polite to President Wang. At least they didn't break face.

He didn't understand why Zhang Yong had slapped President Wang's face directly. It seemed unnecessary? He had unnecessarily made an enemy of himself. What he said today would soon spread.

'You hurry up!' Zhang Yong waved his hand, "Don't waste time.'

'We'll go then," Gu Bafeng nodded.

He and Li Shiqun left quickly.

Zhang Yong led the team on a detour. They made a circle and returned to Huangshi Road.

Finally, there was no one here. The golden sign was still there.

Zhang Yong led the team to the vicinity of the golden sign. They found an abandoned courtyard.

It was all in ruins. It seemed to have been bombed with grenades. The ground was a bit charred. The Japanese invaders really knew how to choose a place. They actually buried the rattan boxes here.

Dig it up now?

Of course.

There's no time to lose. You only own it once you have it in your hands.

He immediately arranged for someone to do it.

Soon, the group dug a big hole in the ground.

They worked quickly and soon dug up a sack. It was heavy. Zhang Yong's heart was filled with joy. He had struck it rich.

He opened it.

Instantly, silver light flashed.

'Clatter...'

'Clatter...'

Then, a large amount of silver dollars poured out.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on? Why are there only silver dollars?

Shouldn't there be gold?

Wait. It must still be in there. He peers in to take a look.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the sack, there are some scattered gold ingots and the like. But there aren't many.

Well, hope has turned to disappointment.

There is treasure. But it's not a rattan box...

Huh? Wait. It's not a rattan box. Then where is the rattan box?

No, that's not right. Could the rattan box have been moved? And the treasure placed in the sack?

No, that's not right either.

A closer look at the sack's exterior reveals signs of corrosion. It means it's been buried for a long time. At least a year or two.

But the rattan box has only been there for two or three days.

And the contents of the sack don't look like they were just put there. There's a foul smell.

So the final conclusion is that he's looking in the wrong place.

What was buried here may not have been the treasure in the rattan chest. The treasure has been moved.

Or, what was in the rattan chest was not treasure. It was something else. The rattan chest is no longer at Huangshi Road.

Where has it gone?

I don't know. It may have been taken to another place. There was a time gap in between.

Alas...

What a letdown...

I thought there was a rattan chest full of gold, but I didn't expect there to be just a sack of silver dollars.

Although it was a full sack, there were only 5,000 silver dollars at most. Compared to a crate of gold, there was a world of difference!

Never mind, it's still a lot of money.

It's a little gift for everyone. A gift for everyone.

'Lu Keming!'

'Yes!'

'The share. 30 taels of silver for everyone!'

'Huh?'

Lu Keming was stunned. He thought he heard wrong.

The others were also surprised. They all looked at Zhang Yong with astonished eyes. They also thought they had heard wrong.

What did Zhang Yong say?

'Share the money? 30 taels of silver each? That much?

How is that possible?

'Share the money! 30 taels of silver each! Do you understand?'

'Yes!'

This time, Lu Keming finally understood.

He hurriedly arranged for people to distribute the money. 30 taels each. His pockets were heavy.

He went home.

Bored. Don't want to work. Just want to mess around.

It so happens that the office of the former Section 5 is available again. Use it as an independent kingdom.

Now that the department head is away and Mao Renfeng is also absent, Li Boqi is in charge of all matters. With no tiger in the mountain, Zhang Yong is completely the king of the mountain.

Whoever dares to say no will be beaten to death.

Zhang Yong turns in any extra money to the finance department. Every little bit helps. It's also a way to show the department head that I've started to pay tribute again.

Then he went to bed.

When he woke up, he felt someone next to him.

Oh, it's her...

He rolled over and pinned her down...

If he can't make money, he'll take people...

He took her and wanted more...

When he woke up in the morning, there was no one next to him. She had already gone.

It seems that the telecommunications department is really boring. She was so bored that she took the initiative to come to him. Alas...

'Team Leader!' Lin Nansheng's voice came.

'Coming,' Zhang Yong opened the door and asked, 'What is it?'

'Station Chief Li is looking for you.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong washed up briefly. Then he went to see Li Boqi.

This Station Chief Li, he actually came to work today? How rare! I thought he was goofing off again.

He arrived outside Li Boqi's office. Sure enough, he saw Li Boqi.

Recalling what happened last time, he stood up straight, saluted, and then called out, 'Reporting in.'

'Come in,'

said Li Boqi, without looking up. He kept reading his documents.

Zhang Yong's mouth curled up in a sneer. He despised him. The other guy even had the nerve to put on his reading glasses.

'Yes,'

Zhang Yong said, stepping in steadily.

He stood in front of Li Boqi's desk, as he should.

According to regulations, he was exactly two metres away from the desk. Not too close, not too far. Just right.

Since you want to set an example, I'll follow the rules to the letter.

'You've improved,' Li Boqi nodded.

'Please instruct me, sir.' Zhang Yong straightened his back and acted in a businesslike manner.

'Were you near Songcheng Road yesterday?'

'What Songcheng Road?'

'It's where the Japanese guy was killed. Yoshinoya.'

'Oh. I was there. But I didn't know it was called Songcheng Road. And I didn't go inside. It's not my business.'

Zhang Yong had a bad feeling.

Did Li Boqi call him in the morning to ask him to investigate the death of the Japanese guy?

What the hell for!

If they're dead, they're dead. They deserve to die.

'I heard that they died a horrible death. It was probably a vendetta killing. The killer was completely motivated by revenge,' Li Boqi said casually, "That's enough. I was just saying that. You go about your own business.'

'No, team leader, you told me to come..." Zhang Yong said resentfully, "Is that what this is about?'

'I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to get up in the morning," Li Boqi said coldly, looking down and re-reading the documents, 'Even though you're young, you still have to be disciplined...'

'I...' Zhang Yong's face suddenly turned red.

So that's what this is about.

Damn...

You really are my father!

You're even more meddlesome than my father! You want to control how often your son and daughter-in-law can be affectionate?

Do you still want to hold a grandchild?

Really.

'By the way, there's one more thing...'

'Team Leader, can you please finish what you have to say at once.'

'No.'

'Why not?'

'Because I'm the leader.'

'...'

'Chief Lin of the Presidential Office called to say that the President has granted you permission to stay in the Presidential Office. You can stay there at night. You can come and go as you please in the future.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was suddenly anxious.

What kind of place is this?

Is this a bed in the Presidential Office?

Or is it a bed in the merit forest?

Don't get me into trouble!