Chapter 820: Parting

Is that Kuroshima Ryuzo?

Is that Kuroshima Ryuzo?

Zhang Yong thought he was mistaken.

After double-checking, he was sure he hadn't made a mistake. The map did indeed show Kuroshima Ryuzo.

He actually came out?

He actually came out of the Hongkou Japanese-occupied area?

Haha. It's really heaven helping me.

Unexpectedly, Cao Mengqi was exchanged back. The big fat lamb also came out.

Good, good, good!

Stay calm. Send Jia Tengying away.

Then quietly lead the team and follow Kuroshima Ryuzo closely.

Of course, Kuroshima Ryuzo didn't come out alone. He brought a lot of bodyguards. There were more than 30 people. And they all had guns. They were very powerful.

Fight head-on?

Of course not.

Kuroshima Ryujo is surrounded by too many people. He may not be able to fight.

Unless the police headquarters is summoned.

However, Kuroshima Ryujo is an important Japanese. If they fight head-on, the police headquarters may not dare.

They can act in secret. But definitely not in public.

If they openly besiege Kuroshima Ryujo, for example, it will lead to the Japanese army being mobilised.

It is possible that the Marco Polo Bridge Incident will be triggered earlier than expected.

It is possible that Zhang Yong just opened his mouth and was rebuked. He would also be given a serious warning not to provoke this Kuroshima Ryuzo. This would avoid diplomatic disputes.

Therefore, it can only be done secretly.

Arrest someone. No one knows.

Then get the money.

Release the person once you get the money.

The purpose of the arrest is 300,000 US dollars.

Thinking of 300,000 US dollars immediately made his heart burn. He felt his energy completely come back.

Followed him all the way...

and found that Kuroshima Ryuzo was heading for Taiping South Street.

Strange, what is there about this Taiping South Street? Why does Kuroshima Ryuzo need to go there in person?

Searching his memory...

There really aren't any clues.

Taiping South Street, he passes by it often. Nothing special.

This is an old neighbourhood, with many old buildings. There's no planning either. It's very chaotic. There are lots of alleys and lanes.

Occasionally, there are also some mansions that look a bit old. They are all shrouded in lush ivy...

Huh?

Creeper?

Zhang Yong thought of this term.

Was the creeper within the Special Agency for National Reconstruction real or not?

Shake his head.

No clue.

He was at a loss. He couldn't afford to play.

Collect his thoughts.

Continue the tailing.

Hide at the street corner and observe the convoy of Kuroshima Ryuzo from afar.

Seven cars, this is indeed quite a show.

The thing is, all seven cars are brand new. Zhang Yong thinks he can borrow them.

Borrow them until 2 September 1945, and then formally take over the transfer procedures. No problem, right? If only they could be used for that long...

The problem is, they can't be caught yet!

Suddenly, a yellow dot appears. It's all alone. There's no one else around.

Zhang Yong silently turns the steering wheel. Passes by the yellow dot. Realises that the other person is Yan Guangkun. He's still all alone.

He parks nearby. Gets out of the car. Then he walks over.

Yan Guangkun is very quick-witted. He immediately realises that someone is approaching from behind. He turns around.

It's Zhang Yong. He slows down again.

Zhang Yong walks straight over and the two of them walk side by side.

'Which way are you going back?'

'Northern Shaanxi.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong is very surprised.

Yan Guangkun is actually going back to Northern Shaanxi?

He thought it was possible that he would continue to come back and lurk, or join the underground party.

Unexpectedly, he was actually going to Shaanbei.

Was this considered desertion?

'I have a question. Are you really a creeper?'

'No.'

'Then within our secret service, are there really any creepers?'

'Yes.'

'Do you know who?'

'I don't.'

'Er...'

'Creepers can be internal or external to the organisation.'

'Huh?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

In that case, isn't the identity of the Creeper very complicated?

If he's not a member of the Red, then the map definitely won't show it! In that case, isn't Li Boqi also a suspect?

Although he's not a member of the Red, he could also be the Creeper!

Damn it. His thoughts suddenly became confused.

Forget it. I don't care. Who cares who the Creeper is? As long as it's not the Japanese invaders, it's fine.

Whether they're Red or not, they're all fighting against the Japanese invaders. What's the point of digging into the details?

'You can say that I am.'

'You?'

'This way, you can protect the real Creeper.'

'I don't think the Chief is that stupid.'

'He is not stupid. But he has to consider your conclusion.'

'What do you mean?'

'If you conclude that the Creeper is me, Yan Guangkun, then the investigation into the Creeper will be terminated. If the Chief restarts the investigation, it is obvious that he does not trust you. Then there will be a rift between you again. And you will refuse to hand over your spoils. The director will not have enough money to spend. So he has to think carefully about it.'

'That's true...'

Zhang Yong was not being modest this time. It did seem that way.

He had no other choice. But he could resort to non-violent resistance. Just don't give him the money. Give it to someone else. Make him jealous. Make him envious.

Others can use their power to pressure him. He can blackmail the other party with the money.

You don't trust me. Then I won't give you any money. That's reasonable, isn't it? You don't like the way I'm behaving. I'll pay you tribute? Am I crazy?

"I'm leaving.'

'Goodbye.'

'I'll report your situation to my superiors in full.'

'Your superiors are Zhou...'

'We'll meet again.'

'Of course.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Suddenly, his mood improved again.

Yan Guangkun went back to northern Shaanxi.

He will probably continue to work in this particular industry.

The people in charge of him will probably all become super tycoons in the future. Maybe it will be the person who wrote the inscription on the Monument to the People's Heroes.

Wow. A little excited. I'm also on the list over there.

'Let's go.'

'Goodbye.'

'Goodbye.'

Yan Guangkun left.

He specifically stayed to say goodbye to Zhang Yong.

Although it was just a few simple words. But he felt it was very necessary. Even if there might be danger.

Zhang Yong watched the back of Yan Guangkun disappear at the end of the street. He suddenly thought of a line: From now on, the mountains are high, the roads are long, the world is vast, and you are free as the wind...

The next 13 years would be 13 magnificent years.

From 1936 to 1949, there were so many major events, so many miracles, so much glory...

The whole world changed.

The future world order was set.

As long as he was still alive, there was hope of saying goodbye.

Lao Yan should not appear in public anymore. This is not good for either side.

He continues to lurk in the dark, silently guarding the motherland.

From now on, the name Yan Guangkun no longer exists. He is dead.

The Special Services Department of the Restoration Society has one more martyr. A martyr, a warrior, who died at the hands of the Japanese...

Pull yourself together.

Keep moving.

Suddenly, another yellow dot appears on the edge of the map.

Huh?

Who is it?

It's a bit of a problem that the yellow dot cannot be marked.

Approach without making a sound. It turns out to be Li Jingqian. She is waiting for a bus.

Today, she is dressed quite elegantly. The off-white modified cheongsam completely conceals the aura of a person who can shoot. She is gentle and moving. Delicate and quiet.

'Miss, where are you going?'

'It's you?'

'Isn't it me?'

'You...'

'What? Do you need help?'

'I'm going to northern Shaanxi. Goodbye.'

'Huh? You're going too?'

Zhang Yong was surprised again.

Li Jingqian was also leaving? She was going there too?

It seems that Red is preparing to take root there. Therefore, it needs to concentrate some elite forces.

After all, Red can be undercover in the Gu Party, and the Gu Party also has someone undercover there. Isn't that the Buddhist altar? Therefore, capable counterintelligence forces are also needed there.

Although the struggle there was silent and seemingly uneventful, these unknown protectors were instrumental in ensuring that Red would ultimately prevail.

I feel a little sad...

We are parting again.

I don't know when I will see you again.

Perhaps, for some people, there will never be a chance to see each other again after we part.

It's just like the 30 people Cao Mengqi took with him. Many of them, Zhang Yong had met before. Some of them, he even met frequently.

However, now, they are all gone. They all sacrificed themselves on the land of East Three Provinces.

Their names will gradually be forgotten. Eventually, they will be obliterated.

Eventually, they will be condensed into a sentence on the Monument to the People's Heroes:

'The people's heroes will never perish!'

'Farewell.'

'Farewell.'

Li Jingqian left.

Zhang Yong braced himself. He continued to follow.

He still couldn't figure out why Kuroshima Ryuzo had come to Taiping South Street.

There doesn't seem to be any major target here.

What on earth is there...

Suddenly, a red dot enters the edge of the map.

There's a label. Check it out. It turns out to be Yosuke Yamaguchi. Also known as Usagi Maru.

Suddenly it all makes sense.

These two are in cahoots!

They're in cahoots!

Then I realised that it didn't make sense.

If they were in cahoots, Ryujō Kuroshima wouldn't have been so high-profile. He would have come in secret.

There may be another possibility. It is that Kuroshima Ryuzo is there as someone's representative, negotiating with Yamaguchi Yosuke. In fact, he is negotiating with the person behind him, Yongren. Testing each other's bottom lines. Or forcing the other party to give in. Making threats. Or dangling bait.

In short, the negotiations between Kuroshima Ryuzo and Mori Usamaru must be kept secret. They must be carried out in the dark.

Therefore, Kuroshima Ryuzo and Mori Usamaru must definitely meet alone.

If there is a third party, it is not safe.

Here's your chance...

As long as Kuroshima Ryujō is alone. Hehe.

Mōri Usamaru is unbeatable when he's alone. That guy is so strong. But Kuroshima Ryujō has a chance if he's alone.

Just thinking about the 300,000 US dollars at hand...

Gee...

Keep following.

Kuroshima Ryujō has settled down in Taiping South Street.

There's also a mansion here. I don't know whose property it is. Kuroshima Ryujō is living in it.

On the other side of the map, Mōri Usamaru also seems to have stopped.

The distance between them is not great. It is only about 200 metres in a straight line. However, Zhang Yong judges that these two guys should not know where the other is hiding.

They don't have a third perspective. And they don't have a satellite map. They are cautiously testing each other.

Kuroshima Ryūjō is worried that he might be killed by Mōri Usamaru.

Mōri Usamaru is of course also worried that he will be killed by Kuroshima.

So they will test each other first.

They may contact each other by phone. They agree on a time and place to meet.

This meeting should be a private one.

For safety, they may agree that neither side will bring weapons. Then each side will have a backup plan. Just in case.

Good. There's still time to do something else for now.

Zhang Yong finds a phone and calls the concession to find Kurimoto.

He has something to ask.

Isn't Kurimoto a walking map?

He can ask him who owns the mansion on Taiping South Street.

How come Black Island Ryuzo moved in?

It took a while before Li Yuanqing answered the phone.

'What is it?'

'Captain Li, it seems you are very dissatisfied with me?'

'How many troubles have you caused in the concession recently? You tell me. I can't wipe your ass even if I want to.'

'Let me ask you something.'

'Go ahead.'

'Whose residence is that on Taiping South Street?'

'Yin Taishi's.'

'His again?'

'Yes.'

'Thank you.'

'You're welcome.'

'I'll buy you dinner sometime.'

'Why don't we arrest some more Japanese spies?'

'No problem.'

Zhang Yong hung up the phone with a smile.

Arrest Japanese spies? What's so difficult about that? You just need hands.

It seemed that there were indeed a few red dots nearby. Presumably they were those hidden little characters.

He didn't even bother to arrest them.

He was now single-mindedly focused on Kuroshima Ryuzo.

This time, he was determined to squeeze every last drop of oil out of the stone.

He won't let anyone go until he gets his money.

His thoughts are racing.

Yin Taesik? This guy seems to own a lot of businesses!

On Taiping South Street, there's actually such a big mansion. It's a pity it's not in the concession. Otherwise, it would definitely be confiscated.

Wait patiently.

It's dark again.

Sure enough, Kuroshima Ryuzo is going to act in the dark.

However, in the first half of the night, Kuroshima Ryuzo didn't make a move. Zhang Yong's stakeout was fruitless. Instead, he got bitten all over his head by mosquitoes.

In the second half of the night, he continued to crouch. He never dared to fall asleep.

He was afraid that Kuroshima Ryuzo would come out. But the map didn't give any indication. Then there was a risk of missing it.

That was a walking $300,000!

How could he miss it?

Even if his eyelids were fighting, he had to hold on tight.

One o'clock in the morning...

Two o'clock in the morning...

Three o'clock in the morning...

Finally, the map indicated that Kuroshima Ryuzo had come out...

Aaaaa, this son of a bitch, finally came out...

He came out alone.

There was no doubt that he was definitely going to meet Mori Usamaru.

At the same time, the map indicated that Mori Usamaru had also started moving.

However, the two men were not rushing towards each other.

Both of them were heading south. That was the slum area.

The slum area meant that the buildings were very chaotic and the roads were very chaotic, making it very easy to hide.

God is helping me!

No matter what the two of them were going to do, Zhang Yong felt that his opportunity had come.

First, catch Kuroshima Ryujo!

This complex terrain and the pitch-black night were practically tailor-made for him.

He immediately dived into the darkness. Quietly, he tracked down the route of Kuroshima Ryujo's movements. Then he went around to his front. He was ready to wait until he passed a corner and then knock him out with a club. However, after looking in several places, he couldn't find an ideal place to hit him with a club.

What should he do?

Cool...

Since the worst that could happen was a clubbing, he was ready to use his gun!

Luckily, Ryuzo Kuroshima didn't have a gun on him. There was no need to worry about being killed in return. As long as you keep a distance of more than three metres, you will be safe.

After waiting for Ryuzo Kuroshima to walk past, Zhang Yong quietly emerged from the darkness.

Ryuzo Kuroshima was alert. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he immediately turned around. But he couldn't see clearly in the dark.

'Ryuzo Kuroshima, we meet again.'

'It's you?'

Ryuzo Kuroshima's face suddenly changed dramatically.

Damn it!

It's Zhang Yong!

He didn't see Zhang Yong clearly. But he recognised Zhang Yong's voice.

Zhang Yong's voice, he would remember even if he died a hundred times.

Damn it!

Where did this guy come from?

How did he...

'It's me,' Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

'What are you doing here?' Kuroshima Ryujo's heart sank. His face grew paler and paler.

'What do you think?' Zhang Yong walked up leisurely.

Holding a revolver in his hand.

Seeing that under Kuroshima Ryujo's ribs, there was a brocade box?

Immediately walked up. Without further ado. Took the brocade box away.

Mine!

It's all mine!

Then opened it.

Inside the brocade box were all silver notes. There were Citibank and HSBC ones.

Unfortunately, there were no US dollars or British pounds.

'This is...'

'For you, for you! You take it, take it!'

'I'm so embarrassed...'

'Take it. Take it. Take it all!'

'I said I'm embarrassed. You still owe me 300,000 US dollars!'

'Er...'

Kuroshima Ryuzo's face suddenly paled.

His worst fears had come true. The other party was indeed after the 300,000 US dollars.

'I'll give it to you later.'

'I know who you're going to see. But I'm deliberately not letting you go to him.'

'You...'

'You want to see Usamaru Mori, right?'

'You...'

'I can keep a secret. As long as you give me 300,000 US dollars.'

'I...'

Kuroshima Ryuzo was at a loss. Cold sweat was breaking out all over his body.

Zhang Yong was complacent. He was relaxed. The map showed that there was no danger around. So, he could completely relax and act.

He began to yawn.

He was actually a bit tired. He hadn't slept well recently.

But for 300,000 US dollars, the tiredness was worth it.

'I'll give it to you!'

'Give it to me.'

Zhang Yong reached out.

Ryuzo Kuroshima angrily produced a voucher from his body.

He gritted his teeth. It was obviously very painful. This is half a million dollars! Not three hundred thousand! Giving it to Zhang Yong is like giving away two hundred thousand!

Zhang Yong went up and reached out to grab it.

Really.

I want your money, not your life!

Is your life not worth half a million dollars? I can get the money after I kill you!

Stupid!

It looks a bit like a cheque. But it seems more complicated.

Looking more closely, I notice that the number on it looks like half a million? Huh? Half a million? Not three hundred thousand?

Haha!

Half a million dollars!

Not three hundred thousand!

Looking up, I see Ryuzo Kuroshima. I notice that his face has turned ashen.

I understand.

It really is half a million.

No wonder this guy looks as if he's about to be cut up for meat.

What a miser.

What's wrong with giving him an extra two hundred thousand?

You owe me so much, this 200,000 is just interest.

'We're even.'

'That's 500...'

'I'll shoot you and still get it.'

'You...'

Kuroshima Ryuzo was speechless.

He knew it was useless to say anything.

Money that had fallen into Zhang Yong's pocket, and he wanted to get it back? Dream on!

Just give up.

'What is this?'

'A transfer voucher. You go to Citibank and you can get 500,000 US dollars. But it can only be transferred into your account or someone else's. You can't withdraw it in cash.'

'Why?'

'This money can only be used within the United States. You can withdraw it within the United States. You can't do it abroad.'

'Why?'

'I don't know. But that's just how it is.'

'Humph.'

Zhang Yong was half-believing.

If he was lying, it didn't seem like it was necessary.

If he wasn't lying, it seemed like there was a problem. The key was that it couldn't be withdrawn in cash. It could only be used within the United States.

What does that mean?

It means that it can either be transferred to Song Ziyu or Gu Xiaoru.

But in the end, it was transferred to Song Ziyu. Because if it can only be used within the United States, Gu Xiaoru is not suitable.

Damn it...

This is half a million US dollars!

I can't even see it with my own eyes! What a sense of accomplishment!

He had previously thought that 300,000 US dollars in cash could be piled up to form a huge pile. It would be very spectacular.

These days, the denomination of US dollars is not large, 5 or 10 dollars, at least 30,000 or even 50,000 pieces. If calculated by the number of pieces, it is equivalent to 30 million or even 50 million stacked with 100 dollar bills in the future, just thinking about it makes you feel excited!

But in the end, you tell me that I can't withdraw the money!

And there are restrictions on its use!

Really...

But it's better to have it than not to have it.

With such a large sum of money, I guess the Americans also have supervision.

There's no way around it, you just have to follow the local customs and abide by other people's rules.

'Can I go now?'

'Please.'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

For the time being, he left Kuroshima Ryuzo alone.

His reputation had always been excellent. Take the money. Release the person.

Haha.

Then catch him again after a while.

It takes time for leeks to grow.

Wonderful!