Chapter 797: Setting a fire

He shook his head helplessly.

His abilities were limited.

Apart from worrying, there was nothing else he could do.

Everyone had their own destiny. How much could outsiders interfere?

In the final analysis, in the face of the historical tide, everyone was a small person.

Dai Li was also.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he was a big shot.

But in the eyes of the Commander-in-Chief and other bigwigs, he was also a nobody.

A junior member of the sixth class at Whampoa Military Academy. Of course he was a nobody.

Was the Commander-in-Chief considered a bigwig?

In China, perhaps.

But he was at the Cairo Conference. He wasn't at the Tehran Conference.

So in the eyes of those historical giants, he was also a nobody. And after he was transferred to the island, his rank became even lower. He was almost forgotten.

Sigh...

He tried to muster his spirits.

Since Dou Yishan could not be found, he would go after the Japanese spy first.

A Japanese spy who dared to assassinate the German Gestapo in the street felt quite strange no matter how you thought about it.

Almost without thinking, Zhang Yong assigned him a role:

the assassin of Prince Chichibu Yōhito.

Deliberately create chaos.

Deliberately create pressure.

Deliberately add to the chaos of the situation at hand.

Yes. That's it.

Whether this Japanese spy is real or not, the result must be the same.

Just about to make a move, he suddenly notices that on the northern edge of the map, a group of red dots with weapons symbols have appeared.

Around the red dots, there is also a large group of white dots with weapons symbols.

Among the white dots, there is also a yellow dot. But there is no weapons symbol.

Confused. What's going on?

Why are the red dots, white dots, and yellow dots all tangled together?

Curious.

At the same time, secretly raising his guard.

He gestures behind them. He reminds Feng Yunshan and Dou Wanjiang that there are enemies to the north.

'Lao Pao!'

'Yes.'

'Go up there.'

Zhang Yong points behind them at the customs building.

It looks like the customs building, doesn't it? We passed here a while ago. I saw a lot of staff going in and out.

'Yes.'

Lao Pao agrees and goes up there.

The others also disperse. They hide themselves.

Zhang Yong looks around. He notices that the customs building is the high point in the vicinity. So he enters the customs building.

He sees some British people. And some French people. But most of them are Chinese.

A few An'nan constables try to stop him, but Zhang Yong directly produces the document signed by the British, so he is let through.

Monitor map. The map has already shown the basic deconstruction of the customs building.

It seems that after the map is upgraded, more information is displayed. It is also more detailed.

You can clearly distinguish each room. However, there are still no text prompts. You have to figure it out for yourself.

Go up the spiral staircase to the roof. The door to the roof is locked. But Lao Pao has already opened it. Zhang Yong walks straight out. Then he raises the binoculars. As a result, he sees Yan Guangkun at a glance. He suddenly understands. The Japanese invaders have taken Yan Guangkun out for a stroll.

He pondered in silence. He guessed that it must have been an arrangement made by Akiyama Shigaki. He had finally found a way to get Yan Guangkun out. He was trying to lure Zhang Yong onto the hook.

He carefully observed the Japanese man leading the way. Could it be the deputy consul general of the Japanese consulate general in Shanghai?

What was his name? Was it Shirakawa Hideyoshi? He was the younger brother of Shirakawa Yoshinori, who had been killed in the bombing of Shanghai.

This guy didn't get along with Akiyama Shigaki. Then get rid of him.

'Lao Pao,'

Zhang Yong whispered.

Lao Pao appeared quietly from the corner.

'Can you hit it?'

'It's a bit far away.'

'Only 400 metres.'

'I can't guarantee it.'

Lao Pao indicated that it would be difficult.

The main problem was that the target was on the move.

Although it was walking. But it was also a moving target.

The point was that the target was walking and stopping. The movements were not regular. There were also people in front of him blocking the way.

'Don't shoot yet. I want to save someone.'

'Understood,'

Lao Pao promised and went.

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars and carefully observed Yan Guangkun.

He wasn't in good shape. Although he wasn't in shackles, he wasn't in handcuffs either. But he was barefoot.

What's the disadvantage of being barefoot? You can't run fast. It's easy to get a foot injury.

In the future, when arresting a suspect, if there are no handcuffs, you can pull down the suspect's trousers to the knee and take off the suspect's shoes, and the suspect basically has no way to escape. Because the trousers will severely restrict movement. Being barefoot also limits speed.

It seems that there are also capable people among the Japanese invaders.

Most likely they are the iron-hearted police from the puppet Manchukuo.

These guys are the hardcore accomplices of the Japanese invaders. In the three provinces of Northeast China, they worked very hard when arresting the Anti-Japanese United Army.

If they had the chance, they would just kill them.

The problem is that Yan Guangkun has a lot of enemies around him. It is impossible to eliminate them all at once.

There are 17 Japanese invaders. They are all heavily armed. There are also more than 30 Tiexi police. They are all heavily armed. It is not easy to solve this problem at once.

Especially those Japanese invaders, judging from their movements, they are likely to be veteran Japanese invaders. These people have a lot of combat experience. They also react quickly. They are difficult to deal with.

Once the situation gets out of hand, they will immediately kill Yan Guangkun. Then there is no way to rescue anyone.

After pondering the situation for several minutes, he feels that it is difficult.

This is not a good opportunity to take action.

The main problem is that there is no way to save anyone. It's better to wait for another opportunity.

Suddenly, he has a feeling.

He notices a yellow dot approaching quietly.

He shifts the telescope. He has found his target. It is Huang Zhicheng. He is one of the three underground party members at Longhua Airport.

He frowns inwardly.

Why did Huang Zhicheng come?

It is impossible to save anyone. At most, he has come to scout the situation.

Fortunately, if he's just scouting, he'll be fine.

But if he tries to rescue anyone, he'll be courting disaster.

There are 17 Japanese invaders and more than 30 puppet Manchurian police. They'll be enough to repel any attackers.

And if there's gunfire, the nearby French soldiers will come running.

Just recently, there was the assassination of Kleistmann. The French soldiers are patrolling very closely.

There are also a large number of Annamese police at every major intersection.

Suddenly, there is another sensation.

The map prompts that a special mark has appeared at an edge location.

Check. It is Aphrodite. It is the receptionist at the Hotel Matel. That beautiful, overly white Russian girl. She is actually here too.

Move the telescope quietly. Find Aphrodite. She is not on the street. Instead, she is inside a cafe. Sitting in a window seat.

Judging from her posture. And the direction her eyes are looking,

So, here's the question: Is he just curious, or is he up to something?

Could it be that she, too, wants to rescue Yan Guangkun?

I'm kind of looking forward to it.

It would be best if she got involved, too.

It would be best if she got the other Russian girl involved, too. Hehe.

That's the only way he'll have a chance!

Put the binoculars away. Wave your hand. Signal Lao Pao to withdraw. Come downstairs. Evacuate everyone.

He sees a few Annan constables. He doesn't care.

He had a document issued by the British. He could lead his team around as he pleased.

He led his team in preparation for the arrest of the Japanese spy who assassinated Klinsmann.

Suddenly, a constable hurried over and called out to Zhang Yong, 'Are you Zhang Yong? Please call back.'

'Who?' Zhang Yong stopped in his tracks.

'Our Captain Li urgently needs to speak with you.'

'Oh.'

Zhang Yong vaguely guessed what it was about.

It must be related to the assassination of Klinsmann. There was a shooting in the concession, and Li Yuanqing definitely had to investigate!

Then, this guy immediately thought of himself.

What a...

brilliant idea!

Okay. Call back.

He dialed the phone number provided by the patrolman.

'Hello, who are you looking for?'

'I'm Zhang Yong. I'm looking for Li Yuanqing.'

'Hold on,'

the other person said.

A moment later, the voice of Kurimoto Ao came over the line.

'Chang Shaolong, were you near Klinsmann just now?'

'Yes.'

'You witnessed him being shot?'

'Yes.'

'Did you see the murderer?'

'I didn't get a good look.'

'Do you have any clues?'

'No.'

'Then...'

'But I know where the murderer is. You can arrest him yourself. Or I can help you.'

'Really?'

'But I have a condition.'

'I don't have any money.'

'No money.'

'Then tell me.'

'The assassin is from Prince Chichibu's faction.'

'What do you want?'

'You know very well.'

'But I have to report it...'

'You didn't report it?'

'Well...'

Kurimoto Aoi was in deep thought.

Of course he understood Zhang Yong's intentions. He wanted to put the blame on Prince Chichibu's faction.

For Zhang Yong, the chaos within the Japanese army was the best.

It would be best if they were suspicious of each other. Killing each other. A few more military coups. If it were possible to return to the Warring States period, that would be even better.

'Then go arrest someone. And hand them over to me.'

'No problem.'

Zhang Yong readily agreed.

Kurimoto Seiji doesn't seem to be good at forgery!

Haha. Then do it yourself. Arrest the person. Organise the statement, and then have the Japanese spy rehearse it.

What? You don't even know Prince Chichibu Yohito? Never mind. I can teach you slowly...

Yes. That's it.

Put down the phone. Take the team and go arrest the person.

The map doesn't have the names of the streets. But that's okay. Just go straight there.

Soon, they arrive near the target street. They find it is around the Silk Street area.

Then, they notice two coincidences.

The first is that there is a yellow dot nearby. Judging from the location, it is Qi Jiuding.

Coincidentally, Gu Xiaoru bought a house on Silk Street. It is one of the safe houses. It has never been used.

The house he provided to Qi Jiuding is nearby.

Qi Jiuding's house is less than 50 metres from the house where the Japanese spy is hiding.

Second, behind Xiu Shui Street is a gathering place for Italians. There are many weapons signs.

I don't know if Tanavaro has returned yet. I haven't heard from him in a long time.

Get ready to arrest someone.

This Japanese spy has a gun in his hand.

Obviously, this is a desperate man. It seems that he used a machine gun.

At the assassination scene, the incident happened so suddenly that Zhang Yong did not see many details. But he was very impressed by the machine gun.

The weapon used by this Japanese spy was the Huaxia machine gun commonly found in China. The horizontal magazine. Almost everyone can recognise it.

The power of the Huaxia machine gun is average. It is not very lethal.

But it is fierce in terms of firepower. There are both 20-round and 30-round magazines. It is still very good for surprise attacks.

At least, this Japanese spy caught the Germans off guard. The other Germans actually also carried pistols. But they had no chance against the machine gun. Zhang Yong is not sure about the exact casualties. He ran away long ago.

Now they want to capture him alive. That's a bit difficult.

The best thing would be to wound him. Then they can capture him. As long as he doesn't die.

However, considering that the Japanese spy may put up a fight, forcing your way in and confronting him head-on is bound to cause huge casualties among your own team.

Moreover, if the Japanese spy realises that something is wrong, he may immediately kill himself.

What should you do?

You can only scare the tiger by banging on the mountain.

Looking around, it seems that all the nearby buildings are old houses.

Very good. Set the houses on fire.

Start the fire from the west. Drive the Japanese spy out.

There's a fire. Why aren't you running?

No. You really will burn to death. So, the Japanese spy definitely has to run.

Just do it.

Get ready immediately.

Then set the fire.

Attack with fire. Force the Japanese spy out of the house. Once the Japanese spy leaves the safe house, it will be easy to capture him.

Sure enough, the fire is getting bigger and bigger.

Just as well, the wind is also blowing in the direction of the Japanese spy.

The Japanese spy realises that something is wrong and immediately walks very warily to the window to carefully observe the movements outside.

'There's a fire!'

'There's a fire!'

People kept shouting around him.

The fire was getting fierce. Zhang Yong had made special arrangements.

The spy immediately went to the window and looked carefully. He didn't see anything unusual. Zhang Yong and the others had already hidden.

Seeing the fire getting closer and closer, the spy cautiously opened the door and poked his head out to look. Still, he didn't see anything unusual.

However, he definitely couldn't stay here any longer.

He had to move.

Soon, the spy came out of disguise.

Carrying a briefcase. It looked as if he was going to work.

He didn't have a gun!

There were no signs of weapons on him.

He must have left them at the safe house.

Zhang Yong felt a sudden sense of relief.

The Japanese spy had not brought a gun in order to avoid any complications during the transfer.

If he had, and if the gun had been discovered during the inspection, he would have been finished.

This was standard operating procedure for a Japanese spy.

However, the spy would never have guessed that the people who wanted to arrest him were just a short distance away.

Once the spy had walked 50 metres from the safe house, Zhang Yong gave the order to arrest him.

'Go!'

A group of people pounced on him.

From the front, back, left and right. They surrounded him.

They immediately grabbed the spy. At the same time, they quickly gagged him. This was to prevent him from biting his tongue and killing himself.

It so happened that the place where the arrest took place was just outside Qi Jiuding's door.

Qi Jiuding also noticed that there was a fire nearby. He was also worried that it was a spy conspiracy. He also looked carefully at the window.

Unexpectedly, the spy didn't see it. Instead, he saw Zhang Yong and the others arresting someone.

Needless to say, Zhang Yong must have arrested a Japanese spy.

Qi Jiuding: ...

Good guy. So skilled.

Not like they're useless.

Zhang Yong didn't mean to show off. It was Chen Hai and the others who were really skilled.

With careful planning, even the most skilled Japanese spies are doomed. Before the spies could react, they were tied up.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He led the spies away and went to put out the fire.

He had started the fire himself, so he had to put it out.

Fortunately, only four houses had been destroyed. However, compensation was necessary.

Now, it was time to see if there was anything of value in the spies' safe house. If there was, Zhang Yong would not have to pay out of his own pocket.

Check the Japanese spy's briefcase. There's nothing of value in it. Just some French banknotes. About 800 francs. Not very valuable. The purchasing power of the French franc was relatively low. But the arrogant French people always thought that the franc was the world's number one currency.

Bang!

He kicks open the wooden door.

The first thing he sees is a rattan box. Zhang Yong's breathing suddenly stops.

A rattan box?

Is it gold bars? Ahhh...

Then he calms down. He pours cold water over himself.

The map doesn't show it. That definitely isn't it.

If there was gold, the map would have shown it.

So...

It's just wishful thinking.

It could be another currency. Or a silver certificate or something. Or maybe even real money...

With great anticipation, he opens the rattan box.

His breathing becomes rapid. He almost suffocates on the spot. Then he swears silently at the air.

It's empty!

It's empty!

It's empty!

There's nothing in it!

It's just an empty box!

Shit!

Turn around. Kick the Japanese spy over with one foot.

Who the hell gave you this crate? It's empty? You didn't put anything in it?

Where did everything go? Damn you! I'll chop you up!

But anger aside, you have to accept reality. There is no treasure in the rattan box.

What to do?

Dig up the ground, of course.

Turn the entire safe house upside down.

Perfect, there's a weapon symbol. Search! Turn it over!

Sure enough...

The secret compartment was quickly found.

Inside the secret compartment was the weapon. And also a lot of francs.

How many?

I don't know. But it must be quite a lot.

The denominations are all 10 francs or 20 francs, which can fill a suitcase.

A conservative estimate would be around 100,000.

The original feeling of depression finally became a little more uplifting.

Ahhh...

First thought: He doesn't have to pay for the damage caused by the fire.

Second thought: Damn, the Japanese spy is really rich! There must be tens of thousands of francs there! Too bad the denominations are so low.

Third thought: This Japanese spy might be a big fish. I previously thought he was a hired killer paid 30 yen, but now I think I might have been wrong. How could an ordinary killer control so much money?

Fourth thought: It may not be necessary to frame someone. This Japanese spy may very well be someone from Prince Chichibu's entourage. Otherwise, the current Japanese military authorities would not dare to attack the Germans in the concession. Unless they want to frame the Chinese.

Fifth thought: This rattan box may be significant. It may be related to Huangshilu...

Fortunately, we caught him alive. Otherwise, it would be hard to figure it out.

Continue the search.

Three submachine guns and more than 500 rounds of ammunition were found.

There were also five Browning pistols and a dozen spare magazines. All brand new and of excellent quality.

'There's a radio!'

'There's a codebook!'

Suddenly, Lu Hai exclaimed excitedly.

Zhang Yong went over to take a look. Sure enough, there was a radio. And a codebook.

He picked up the codebook. He looked through it. It looked familiar. There were some symbols and markings on it that had appeared before. But they were all in bits and pieces.

He frowned.

This safe house is no simple matter!

It stored a large quantity of weapons, as well as so many francs.

And a radio!

And a codebook.

There's something fishy about the code book!

Turn your head and look at the Japanese spy. You can see that he looks very anxious. Not nervous. Not frightened. Anxious?

That's strange. What's he anxious about? Worried about not being able to cross the Bridge of Never Return? Or that the soup of forgetfulness will run out?

Okay.

Let's start the interrogation slowly.

There's time.

No rush.

Take it easy.