Spy War: I am the Living King of Hell

Chapter 250 Asking for help
His subordinates came back and told Xu Zuoyong that the telegram had not been sent yet. Xu Zuoyong breathed a sigh of relief. If the telegram had been sent, the consequences would be really disastrous. Then Xu Zuoyong looked at the subordinates who had just asked him for credit with an unkind expression.

"What do you do for food? Why don't you confirm whether the dead one is Fu Zongyao? Do you know the crime of lying about military information?" Xu Zuoyong roared.

Hearing this, several of the men lowered their heads. At this time, their hearts were full of grievances. They acted according to the order. After killing the people, they quickly thought about evacuating. How could they have time to open the car door and personally check whether the body was Fu Zongyao himself? They thought they were alive. .

But the grievance was a grievance, and they didn't dare to explain. The webmaster was in a rage, and if he opened his mouth to explain, he would make himself uncomfortable.

After a few curses, Xu Zuoyong knew that it was not the fault of his men, and he waved his hand to let them go down irritably.

"Go check it out and see what's going on?" Xu Zuoyong ordered.

After hearing this, some subordinates immediately went to investigate. Two hours later, the subordinates came to report to Xu Zuoyong.

"Stationmaster, we have found out. It may be that Fu Zongyao discovered that we were staring at him. The three cars that came out of his house today were a cover, specially used to confuse us.

Ten minutes after these three cars left, another car drove out of Fu's Mansion and took a different route to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters. We confirmed that Fu Zongyao had returned to Fu's Mansion safely.

Moreover, in order to protect Fu Zongyao, the Japanese sent members of the Japanese military police to protect him in Fu's mansion. Now if we want to kill Fu Zongyao, it will be even more difficult. "

After his men left, Xu Zuoyong thought for a while and planned to contact Yang Xuewu.

Yang Xuewu didn't know who called him, but he quickly picked up the phone.

"Stationmaster, for the current plan, we can only assassinate Fu Zongyao on the day he takes office. He should be hiding at home these days." His subordinates suggested.

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong smiled and said, "Didn't I just check to see if you are in the room? I'll come up right away."

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong nodded, feeling that what his subordinates said was reasonable, but he felt that this was very unsafe. If they could not kill Fu Zongyao on the day he took office, everything would develop in the worst direction.

Just as Yang Xuewu was reading an article written in English, the phone in the room suddenly rang.

"Okay, you go down and make arrangements. This time, select a few more action experts. If they can't kill Fu Zongyao this time, let them come to see me." Xu Zuoyong said solemnly.

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong frowned and felt extremely irritable. He also understood that things were very difficult now.

Hearing this, his subordinates nodded and immediately went down to make arrangements.

Hearing this, Yang Xuewu pondered for a moment and said, "Give the phone to that gentleman."

When Xu Zuoyong arrived at the Peace Hotel, Yang Xuewu was studying English in the room. In his previous life, Yang Xuewu went to a very average university. His best English level was probably in the third year of high school. When he was in university, he applied for CET-200 once, but in the end he saw With the excessive score of CET-, he immediately threw the idea of ​​continuing to take CET- into the trash can.

"Okay, then you fight."

From this substitute, we can see how cunning Fu Zongyao is. Now that their plan to kill Fu Zongyao is exposed, it will be very difficult to assassinate Fu Zongyao again.

Hearing this, the front desk replied: "Sir, we cannot disclose the guest's situation, but I can help you call room 207."

"Xuewu, it's me." Hearing Xu Zuoyong's voice from the receiver, Yang Xuewu was stunned and said: "Brother Xu, if you don't come up directly, why are you still calling?"

"Hello, sir, I am the front desk of the hotel. There is a gentleman who wants to visit you. Could you please let him come up?"

But things are different now. Firstly, he plans to live in a foreign country in the future, so he must learn English well. Secondly, his current memory and intelligence are much better than those in his previous life. In his previous life, subjects that were like nightmares to him now feel very difficult to learn by himself. Simple.

Soon after, Xu Zuoyong came to room 207 and knocked on the door. Yang Xuewu quickly opened the door and welcomed Xu Zuoyong in.

At this time, Xu Zuoyong thought of Yang Xuewu. Although he didn't want to trouble Yang Xuewu, once he troubled Yang Xuewu, it would show the incompetence of their Shanghai Station. But Fu Zongyao's death would be the biggest trouble to their Shanghai Station.

Yang Xuewu was stunned when he heard the phone call. He only gave his phone number to four people at the Peace Hotel. One was Xiaohui, one was Tan Wenxia who came to Shanghai a few days ago, one was Chu Xin, and the remaining one was It’s Xu Zuoyong.

Soon after, Xu Zuoyong put on makeup and came to the Peace Hotel and said to the front desk: "Hello, I would like to ask if the guests in room 207 will be here?"

"Brother Xu, how come you, a busy man, have time to come see me?" Yang Xuewu asked while pouring tea for Xu Zuoyong.

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong said with a gloomy expression: "Xue Wu, with your intelligence, you should be able to guess why I came to you."

Passing the teacup to Xu Zuoyong, Yang Xuewu sat down and said, "I did make some guesses, but I just don't know if they are right. Did the operation against Fu Zongyao fail?"

Hearing this Xu Zuoyong nodded and said: "Xuewu, you guessed it right. We launched an operation against Fu Zongyao this morning, but who knew that Fu Zongyao was so cunning that he actually got a stand-in. We killed Fu Zongyao's stand-in. Fu Zongyao himself is alive and well, and he is protected by the Japanese. "

Even Yang Xuewu was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Fu Zongyao could come up with a substitute. This was really surprising.

"Brother Xu, the assassination of Fu Zongyao failed this time. Will it be difficult to kill him again?" Yang Xuewu sighed.

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong let out a long sigh and said regretfully: "It's all my fault that I didn't realize the treacherous plot of Fu Zongyao, a thief."

Hearing this, Yang Xuewu thought for a moment and said, "Brother Xu, what do you want to do now?"

"Xue Wu, the Japanese offered Fu Zongyao the condition that Fu Zongyao be the mayor of Shanghai. An inauguration ceremony will be held for Fu Zongyao the day after tomorrow. We plan to assassinate Fu Zongyao when he attends the inauguration ceremony the day after tomorrow.

But I think if the operation to assassinate Fu Zongyao fails, the situation will be terrible, so I want to ask you, brother, to help me. If our operation succeeds, that’s it. If we don’t succeed, I hope you, brother, will help me kill Fu Zongyao. You thief, I, Xu Zuoyong, owe you a favor. "

If it was something else, Yang Xuewu would think twice about whether to help Xu Zuoyong, but Yang Xuewu had the unshirkable responsibility to kill the Japanese and traitors. Since Xu Zuoyong proposed it, Yang Xuewu would not refuse him.

"Brother Xu, who among us brothers will follow whom? I agree to this."

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong nodded gratefully and said: "Xue Wu, my brother will not let you suffer. When I kill Fu Zongyao, I will ask you for credit." "Brother Xu, what are you talking about? This time I am I'll help you in my personal capacity, and I'll accept your favor, but I won't ask for credit. You need this credit more than I do."

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong wanted to speak, but Yang Xuewu stopped him.

"Brother Xu, there is no need to say thank you. If you say thank you, then our brothers will be separated."

Hearing what Yang Xuewu said, Xu Zuoyong looked at Yang Xuewu gratefully. Then Yang Xuewu changed the topic and chatted with Xu Zuoyong about how to successfully kill Fu Zongyao.

"Brother Xu, do you know where Fu Zongyao held his inauguration ceremony?" Yang Xuewu asked.

"I know that in order to win over the thief Fu Zongyao, the Japanese moved the pseudo-Shanghai Municipal Government to Hongkou Jiangwan Road."

Hearing that Fu Zongyao had moved the puppet Shanghai Municipal Government to Hongkou, Yang Xuewu frowned. The Japanese military police were also at Hongkou, and Hongkou was the area with the largest concentration of Japanese. They wanted to assassinate Fu Zongyao at Hongkou. It is much more difficult than other places.

Yang Xuewu is not worried about himself. He can speak Japanese and can change his appearance. It will be easier to enter the red mouth and approach Fu Zongyao, but Xu Zuoyong's men cannot do this.

Yang Xuewu thought about whether to stop Xu Zuoyong's men from assassinating Fu Zongyao. Their assassination of Fu Zongyao was just a gift.

There has been an assassination. Could it be that the Japanese and Fu Zongyao did not expect that someone would assassinate Fu Zongyao during Fu Zongyao's inauguration ceremony?
They will definitely be very strict about guarding the venue, and interception on the road is even less likely, because Yang Xuewu once heard that the Japanese would arrange a bulletproof car for Fu Zongyao. Unless a bomb was installed on the road, Fu Zongyao would not be killed at all.

But another question arises. Who knows which way Fu Zongyao will take to Jiangwan the day after tomorrow?

After thinking about it, Yang Xuewu still didn't intend to stop the Shanghai Station's actions. If he stopped the Shanghai Station's actions, Xu Zuoyong might misunderstand him.

But after all, they are all brothers from the Secret Service. Yang Xuewu still plans to tell Xu Zuoyong about Fu Zongyao's bulletproof car. If they can really kill Fu Zongyao, then Yang Xuewu can save a lot of effort.

"Brother Xu, something suddenly occurred to me. Since Fu Zongyao has such a high status in the hearts of the Japanese, do you think the Japanese will send a bulletproof car for Fu Zongyao?"

Hearing this, Xu Zuoyong looked at Yang Xuewu in shock. At this time, he suddenly thought of something.

Although Fu Zongyao came here this morning to "build the plank road in the open and secretly visit the warehouse" and made a fake to confuse them, but Fu Zongyao only had one car when he went to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters. Isn't Fu Zongyao afraid that they would find out?

Unless Fu Zongyao was absolutely sure that he would reach the Japanese Military Police Headquarters safely, Fu Zongyao would never go from Fu's Mansion to the Japanese Military Police Headquarters with only one car.

He felt that the possibility mentioned by Yang Xuewu was very high. Fu Zongyao probably had a bulletproof car, so he was confident enough to come to them this morning.

If nothing happens, everything will be fine. If something happens, Fu Zongyao will only lose a few of his men. For Fu Zongyao, who is about to become the mayor of Shanghai, his men are just expendable supplies to him.

After thinking about this clearly, Xu Zuoyong raised the difficulty of assassinating Fu Zongyao a lot. If Fu Zongyao really had a bulletproof car, their assassination operation would be even more difficult.

"Xuewu, it's very possible. Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise we might not only be unable to kill Fu Zongyao, but we would also get ourselves involved."

"I will send someone to investigate when I get back. If Fu Zongyao really has a bulletproof car, then I will rearrange the assassination plan."

"Okay, be careful. If you think it's not feasible, give up the action and leave this traitor Fu Zongyao to me. I will definitely take his head."

"Okay, without further ado, I'll leave first."

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

……

After Xu Zuoyong left, Yang Xuewu thought for a while and decided to go to Jiangwan to investigate tomorrow. He did not put the hope of killing Fu Zongyao on the Shanghai Station. Under the current situation, if he wanted to kill Fu Zongyao, he would attack the Shanghai Station. It's too difficult to say, I'm afraid only if he takes action personally can he take Fu Zongyao's life.

The next morning, Yang Xuewu changed his appearance and came to Hongkou. At this time, most of the people in Hongkou were Japanese. The Japanese had set up many checkpoints at Hongkou. Fortunately, Yang Xuewu had killed enough Japanese before and there were many Japanese on his body. He passed the checkpoint smoothly and arrived at Jiangwan Road.

Today's Hongkou is not only the place with the most Japanese people, but also the place where various Japanese institutions gather. When Yang Xuewu came to Jiangwan Road, he soon discovered that the sign "Shanghai Municipal Government" had been hung on the second floor of a building. In front of the small building.

Yang Xuewu then walked back and forth on this street twice. After getting familiar with the terrain, Yang Xuewu came to the safe house he had prepared for himself at Hongkou when he first arrived in Shanghai.

He plans to stay in the safe house tonight. It will definitely be more difficult to enter the Red Crossing tomorrow, and once he succeeds, he will not be able to leave the Red Crossing for a while. The Japanese will definitely block the entire Red Crossing and search, so he must To have a safe place to stay, the safe house he prepared for a rainy day came in handy.

……

At 9 a.m. the next day, Fu Zongyao and his secretary Wu Maiding sat in a bulletproof vehicle sent by the Japanese to Hongkou.

This time Fu Zongyao's fleet has a total of five vehicles, one motorcycle, one truck and three cars.

Among them, the people on the motorcycle and the truck were all members of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters. The motorcycle was responsible for opening the road in front, while the Japanese on the truck followed the three cars and were responsible for security work.

Wu Maiding in the car looked at the satisfied Fu Zongyao and asked with a smile: "Mr. Fu, do you think we will encounter attacks on the road?"

Hearing this, Fu Zongyao said with a cunning smile: "Mai Ding, so what if they are attacked, can they still break the bulletproof glass on the car?"

"And we have so many people protecting us. I don't think no matter how many people come, they won't be able to kill us. Instead, they will suffer the consequences."

"Besides, I had already discussed with the Japanese the day before yesterday. There will be ambushes along the way today. I am not afraid that our assassins will come, but I am afraid that they will not come."

Listening to Fu Zongyao's evil laughter, Wu Maiding also laughed. From the moment they decided to defect to the Japanese, they had become enemies of the Chinese people. Therefore, they were not afraid of assassination at all. Instead, they tried every means to harm the Chinese people. , to please their newly recognized Japanese master.

As Fu Zongyao's motorcade appeared on a long and narrow street, more than a dozen passers-by on both sides of the street looked at each other and put their hands into their arms. The same goes for the vendors on both sides of the street, who put their hands under their stalls. The pedestrians and vendors on this street were all disguised as Shanghai Station operators. They had made detailed and careful arrangements to kill Fu Zongyao.

(End of this chapter)