Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 409 Without ruthlessness, one cannot survive.
Wenxuan Street, Yongshengkui Tea House.

This is General Guan's "old lair," a European-style teahouse with a tea room on the first floor, a smoking pipe on the second floor, and a casino on the ground floor.

The Japanese prohibit gambling but not drugs.

In order to plunder the property of the Japanese-occupied areas and weaken the people's will to resist, they frantically dumped opium and tobacco on this land.

However, the Japanese promoted Manchukuo to the outside world as a paradise and a pure land.

Just like what their Dongxiang epidemic prevention and water supply unit did in Central Malaysia, they have been trying their best to cover it up, and any related news is regarded as an extremely sensitive disgrace by them.

Therefore, Japanese people are used to wearing gloves when doing dirty work.

Guan Dashuai is the glove of Harbin.

He can run a casino that's forbidden to others.

Opium dens, smuggling—there was nothing that Commander Guan wouldn't dare to do if it could make money.

Behind this lies extremely deep-seated interests.

Of course, all of this comes with a prerequisite: no all-inclusive pass.

This is the bottom line for the Kwantung Army, and even the entire military cabinet.

Anyone who touches it will be in big trouble, including the Japanese.

With Gao Bin's command.

Zhou Yi and his men drove off in disarray, leading about twenty men in plain clothes toward Yong Sheng Kui Teahouse.

"Zhiyou, don't go in. We'll do the dirty work," Zhou Yi instructed from the car window.

"Okay." Hong Zhi nodded.

"Changchun, you go too. Find the right opportunity and give Commander Guan a good slap in the face," Hong Zhiyou instructed Ren Changchun in the driver's seat.

"I...I slapped Commander Guan across the face?" Ren Changchun was a little confused.

He's a genuine local.

Who is Commander Guan?

A big shot whose name even little children on the street dare not cry.

"What, you don't dare?" Hong Zhiyou smiled.

Ren Changchun pursed his lips, his eyes narrowing as he said, "Dare!"

"You are my superior, I will do whatever you tell me to do."

"wrong!

"In this world, not everyone has the chance to make a name for themselves."

"This is just like the martial arts world competition in ancient times."

"Some people risked their lives to survive a palm strike from a peerless master, and were recognized as masters by all under heaven, even becoming a touchstone for advancing to the next level."

"How can you become a master if you're not ruthless to yourself?"

"Opportunities always depend on your own efforts."

"No one ever mentions people; the so-called relationships are just about bringing up people in the context of events."

Ultimately, slogans are useless; you have to be better at getting things done than others.

"Otherwise, why should I choose you?"

"Ok?"

Hong Zhi raised his hand and asked.

"Understood, I'll go right away." Ren Changchun nodded.

A slight smile appeared on Hong Zhiyou's lips.

To completely win someone over.

Simply giving money is a poor strategy.

He must be given dignity and allowed to find satisfaction in being different from others.

That way he will be completely devoted to you.

This is a truth that has been proven in the past.

Ren Changchun wasn't ruthless enough.

Hong Zhiyou wanted a sharp blade.

He glanced out the window.

Old Xiao was not far away, with a cigarette holder hanging around his neck, selling cigarettes.

"Hey buddy, give me a pack of cigarettes," Hong Zhiyou called out, waving his hand.

Xiao Guohua walked over: "Boss, what brand do you want?"

"Two packs of Lao Ba Duo."

"Have they caught him?" Hong Zhiyou asked in a low voice while taking out his wallet.

"With Station Chief Wu on the case, how could he possibly escape?"

"Guan Dashuai's nephew, Liao Jun, is now in our hands."

"This kid is a coward. He confessed everything after just one slap."

"You can hand it over anytime you want."

Xiao Guohua said.

"Hard."

Hong Zhi put away the cigarette and raised his voice two octaves: "No need to look anymore."

"Thank you, boss. I wish you great fortune!"

……

The private room on the third floor of Yongshengkui Tea House.

General Guan sat on the sofa, twirling a shiny walnut in his palm, a pipe dangling from his mouth, his brows and eyes exuding an aggressive arrogance.

"Old Hei, have you sent the money to Wei Huanzhang, Murakami, and those little devils in the Daoshu this month?" Commander Guan addressed him by his first name, showing absolutely no respect.

In his view, all those so-called fellow villagers and sworn brothers are just after money.

They're all polite on the surface, but they're all bastards in private.

“Given it.”

"However, Mrs. Wei asked me to inform you that her mother is having her birthday tomorrow, so please remember to go and celebrate."

The middle-aged butler, nicknamed Old Black, bowed and said.

"Damn it, didn't that old woman just celebrate her birthday a couple of days ago? Why is she here again? Is this ever going to end?" Commander Guan frowned and cursed.

"General, you've got it wrong."

"The other day it was Wei Huanzhang's aunt's 80th birthday, this time it's Madam Wei's biological mother, they're not the same person," Lao Hei corrected.

"Damn it."

“These beasts throw banquets every day. It’s one thing for their own parents to have birthday celebrations, weddings, and housewarming parties, but they also organize and send out invitations for the birthday celebrations of their aunts and uncles, and the weddings of their nephews and nieces.”

"Especially that woman from Wei Huanzhang's family, damn it, when her cat had a litter of kittens and her guard dog died, she could still put a whole table of food on it."

"Display everything!"
"It's a year-round event, and you can't skip it, or people will say you're not giving face to high-ranking officials."

"This is a total rip-off."

"Even if you had a mountain of gold and silver, you couldn't withstand her tormenting you like this."

When General Guan heard this, he was furious and cursed loudly.

"What should we do then?" Old Hei asked.

"Just pretend you forgot to pass on the message. You have no shame at all. How can we play this game?" Commander Guan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"Also, have Xiaojun inform Sanjiang to send his batch of medicine over as soon as possible. Who are you trying to fool with this little bit of stuff?"

"If you want to sell, then sell; if you don't want to sell, then let them give you the truth."

"Also, leather is in high demand lately, so buy more and tell Guo Sanjiang and his men to keep an eye on it."

Commander Guan took a sip of tea and continued to give instructions.

"Okay." Old Hei accepted the order.

……

Boom!

Zhou Yi and his group opened the car door and stormed into the teahouse, heading straight for the casino.

Once inside.

The heat wave, mixed with the smells of people, smoke, feet, and sweat, hit me in the face, making me want to vomit.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and fanned his nose.

"Copied it."

"Arrest them according to the list."

Zhou Yi frowned and waved his hand.

Ren Changchun rushed to the front, walked to a gambling table, and overturned it without saying a word.

Lu Ming, Liu Kui, and the others were all dumbfounded.

This new guy is a bit too hot-tempered.

"Damn it."

"Who the hell are you guys?"

"You dare to wreck Commander Guan's territory? Are you tired of living?"

Several guards rushed over, the one in the lead pointing at Ren Changchun.

Snapped!
Liu Kui, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and slapped him, then kicked him to the ground.
"who?

"I'm from the Special Affairs Section of the Harbin Police Department."

"Ah...Special Operations Section!"

The thugs exchanged glances and immediately chickened out; the more astute ones quickly ran upstairs to warn others.

"Disrupt the event, arrest people"

Seeing that he was afraid of losing the limelight, Lu Ming quickly called his men.

A group of people would attack anyone they saw and turn up any place they encountered.

The chips were scattered all over the ground.

soon.

The underling ran up to the third floor, not even bothering to knock, and stumbled in: "General, something's happened! The Special Agents are here to cause trouble!"

"Special Operations Section?"

"In Harbin, they are the only ones who don't accept gifts from their parents."

"Coming to disrupt my event just as Liu Zhenwen is away at a meeting in Xinjing, this guy surnamed Gao really knows how to pick his timing," Commander Guan said with a cold sneer, stroking the large black mole on his forehead.

As he spoke, he pressed the alarm bell on the wall.

"Let's go and meet them."

General Guan arrived at the casino with his hands behind his back.

Several police officers who received the alert arrived at the scene immediately.

"Hey, you guys have long legs, you got here pretty fast." Liu Kui rolled his eyes at the policemen.

"It's not fast."

"The police station on Wenxuan Street is right next to the casino, it's just for guarding people's homes," Lu Ming sneered sarcastically.

When the police officers saw that they were from the Special Operations Department, their faces darkened, and they didn't dare to make a sound or cause a scene.

"That's right."

"When you're out there doing this, who isn't a dog for the Japanese?"

"Gentlemen, since we're all dogs, let's not fight like dogs."

Commander Guan walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back.

He was tall and strong, dressed in luxurious clothes, and had long been a king and a tyrant, so he had a rather imposing presence.

"Are you General Guan?" Liu Kui asked.

"Exactly.

"What do you want to do?" Commander Guan's voice was cold yet stern and domineering.

"What are you doing, you bastard..."

Liu Kui was furious, but Zhou Yi raised his hand to stop him:
"Boss Guan, you are violating the Manchukuo ban by organizing gambling here. We will investigate and deal with it according to the law."

This is one of them.

"In addition, someone reported that someone here is colluding with the Red Army and selling medicines to the Anti-Japanese United Army."

"We are arresting people in accordance with the law."

"A ban? Arrest people according to the law? You don't look familiar, sir. Are you new here?" Commander Guan sneered.

“Zhou Yi from the Special Service Section,” Zhou Yi said.

"Give it to me," Commander Guan said, waving his hand.

Immediately someone brought over a handful of 100-yuan banknotes with Confucius's image printed on them.

"Open your eyes and look carefully. All the licenses hanging on the wall are legal business licenses. Some are run by Japanese people, some by Wei Huanzhang, and some by your Director Liu."

"Tell your Section Chief Gao!"

"If you're looking to generate revenue and have a prosperous year, feel free to come over for tea. I'm always happy to help."

"But I, Commander Guan, won't fall for such underhanded tactics."

“Gathering people to gamble is enough to warrant a year's fine.”

"take it."

Commander Guan smiled disdainfully and arrogantly scattered the wine all over the ground.

"Holy crap..." Liu Kui's veins bulged, and he clenched his fist, which was as big as a sand bowl, as if he wanted to hit someone.

"What are you doing!"

A group of fierce henchmen and several policemen behind Guan Dashuai rushed forward.

"Are you going against our police department?" Zhou Yi blocked Liu Kui with one hand and questioned Guan Dashuai coldly.

"Go against them?"
"I am a law-abiding citizen, a representative of the Harbin Greater East Asia Prosperity Chamber of Commerce, and an ambassador for Sino-Japanese friendship."

"Anyone who tries to ride roughshod over me is... asking for death!"

Commander Guan pointed his trembling finger around the crowd.

"Don't be too arrogant."

"If we find out that you are colluding with the Red bandits, you will not have a good outcome."

Lu Ming solemnly reminded Commander Guan.

"Really? I'll be waiting."

"Pooh!"

Commander Guan spat a mouthful of phlegm at Lu Ming's feet.

“You…” Lu Ming’s jaw muscles tightened, and he held back.

"Heh." Commander Guan smiled smugly, then turned and left.

At this moment, Ren Changchun, who was standing to the side trembling with tension, suddenly rushed out like a wild horse and slapped Commander Guan across the face.

Snapped!
All of this happened so suddenly.

Everyone is stupid.

Ren Changchun, rubbing his right hand that had struck the man, glared at Commander Guan with bloodshot eyes, panting heavily. "Damn it."

"I've been living in Harbin for so many years, and no one has ever hit me."

"Kid, you've got guts."

"Kill him for me."

Commander Guan touched his burning cheek and flew into a rage like a lion.

Ren Changchun was terrified.

Seeing a group of thugs about to rush up, Liu Kui drew his gun and fired two shots at the ceiling:

"Let's see who dares to mess with the Special Service Section!"

A group of people were on edge, glaring at each other angrily.

"Okay, the people from the Special Affairs Section have guts."

"The world is turbulent, everyone be careful."

Commander Guan uttered a harsh remark and strode away.

The remaining henchmen were blocked at the door by other agents.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Ren Changchun, covered in cold sweat, felt his legs go weak and nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Well done." Zhou Yi patted him on the shoulder and praised him with a smile.

"Sure, young man."

Liu Kui and Lu Ming also glanced at him a couple more times.

"Catch someone."

The group grabbed a few people from the list and returned to their car.

Zhou Yi opened the car door and got in.

Hong Zhi handed him a cigarette: "It's not going to be easy, is it?"

“This guy is arrogant. With Murakami backing him up, let alone without you, Chief Gao doesn’t seem to have the determination to arrest him,” Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Yes.

“Liu Zhenwen went to a meeting in Xinjing. I guess he’ll meet with Wei Huanzhang there. Once this matter blows up, he’ll definitely rush back immediately. We don’t have much time left,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"It's a bit risky. I'm not sure I can convince Shibuya," Zhou Yi said, rubbing his temples.

Trust me.

"You will succeed." Hong Zhi smiled and glanced at his watch.
"Let the bullets fly all night and see what kind of demons and monsters are behind Commander Guan."

"Go to the Binjiang Main Office to see Shibuya Saburo tomorrow morning."

"I went to see Wei Huanzhang and the village head."

"If this reshuffling is successful, then start-up capital will no longer be a problem."

"Changchun, why aren't you getting on the bus?" he asked, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"He slapped the top dog in Harbin."

"The child was terrified."

"His pants are probably all wet."

"Let him calm down for a while."

Zhou Yidao.

"You're ruthless, letting him pull off something big right from the start." He looked at the young man outside the car window, his eyes full of admiration.

"If you want to get ahead, you have to have some courage."

Mediocre people are easy to find.

"Good generals are hard to find."

Hong Zhi took a puff of his cigarette.

“You look younger than him, but your composure and tone are just like his grandfather’s,” Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Changchun, is it cool enough?"
"time to go!"

Hong Zhi shouted outside.

"I'm coming."

Ren Changchun's face was red from the cold, and his eyes were filled with worry and lingering fear.

Focus on driving.

"The sky won't fall."

“You are now a member of the National Police Agency, carrying out orders from the Special Operations Division. You are no longer a lowly policeman from the Daowai Police Station. He wouldn’t dare to touch you!”

Hong Zhi gave a stern reminder.

"Yes!"

Ren Changchun took a deep breath, lit the fire, and his gaze became resolute.

……

"Where is Section Chief Gao?"

Back at the police station, Zhou Yi walked to the door of the section chief's office and asked the guard, Xiao Li.

"Section Chief Gao has gone to a meeting."

"He said if we catch the person, Captain Zhou, you should proceed according to procedure," Xiao Li replied.

“Okay, I understand.” Zhou Yi nodded.

"Lu Ming, Liu Kui, you two go first," he instructed, turning his head.

"rest assured.

"This is our specialty; we'll make sure they see through us completely."

Lu Ming and Liu Kui escorted Commander Guan's men directly to the interrogation room.

……

Night falls.

Hong Zhi drove into the alley and walked up to the second floor.

Xiao Guohua was already waiting at the entrance of the building.

Entered the house.

Wu Jingzhong was eating dinner, white rice with braised pork.

"How about it? The red ration book I got for you is pretty good, isn't it?" Hong Zhiyou sat down and picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

"Who made this? It's so salty!" he asked, frowning.

"Did I let you eat it?" Liu Xiong glared at him from the side.

"I heard that one of your policemen slapped Commander Guan?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

“Yes, I made him slap me.” Hong Zhi nodded.

"You've got guts! The news's probably spread all over Binjiang Province by now. If you can't take this down, it's a fight to the death." Wu Jingzhong couldn't quite understand this kid.

"What we want is a fight to the death."

"Would you like to join Yong Sheng Kui Tea House?" Hong Zhi asked.

"What do you mean?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"General Guan is going to be finished soon, and someone has to take over his mess."

"Killing a Japanese dog is acceptable."

"But cutting off their source of income would be fatal."

"You're not going to keep doing this little thing every day, are you? When will you ever have enough money to get Boss Dai to let you go back inside the Great Wall?"

Hong Zhiyou winked at him.

"You mean, you want me to replace Commander Guan?" Wu Jingzhong raised an eyebrow, his expression a mixture of emotions.

"No way?

"Is there anything wrong with your identity?" Hong Zhi asked.

"As long as we get rid of Li Songquan, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"However, it is still not safe enough."

"If you can take over General Guan's business, I can find a local businessman to take over."

"This person is one of ours."

"Having stayed in the local area for a long time and possessing prestige within the Chamber of Commerce, he is a suitable replacement for Commander Guan."

“I haven’t been here long, and I’m too conspicuous.”

Wu Jingzhong responded quickly and cautiously.

"Is this person reliable?" Hong Zhi asked.

"reliable.

“If he weren’t reliable, I wouldn’t be alive today. He’s an old man from Ji’e Lane in Fuxing Society and a confidant of Boss Dai.”

"One of the main reasons why Mr. Dai chose to open a station and build an area in Harbin is because of him."

Wu Jingzhong said.

Hong Zhi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Wu Jingzhong raised his hand, signaling Liu Xiong and the others to go out first.

“There are quite a few of these industries. I’m afraid he’ll just hand them all over to Boss Dai. Wouldn’t that mean all our efforts would be for nothing?” Hong Zhiyou said.

"Then you should figure it out yourself," Wu Jingzhong said without objection.

Clearly, he was unwilling to work for Dai Li for nothing.

“Hmm, let me think about it some more,” Hong Zhiyou said.

"By the way, lend me some money," he added.

"Borrow money?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Well, if I want to bring down Commander Guan, I have to throw money at him. If I don't have money, I'll make the devil do the work."

"rest assured.

"If you bring down Commander Guan, I'll pay you interest."

"Ten taels of gold, is that alright?"

Hong Zhi asked a question.

"How many do you want?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

“I’ll take as many as you have, both Conde coins and gold bars are fine,” Hong Zhiyou said.

The Japanese knew that Kangde coins were worthless paper and that only gold could be given as gifts.

But for people like Wei Huanzhang, sending paper money is enough.

After all, the Kondratiev coin is still quite valuable.

"Are you sure it can work?" Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Yes." Hong Zhi looked at him and nodded firmly.

"Okay, I believe you."

“This is all the assets of the Manchurian Station. If you mess this up, I’ll blow up your whole family,” Wu Jingzhong said, his eyes flashing.

After saying that, he got up and went to the inner room.

Soon, he took out thirty six-tael gold bars and two stacks of Kangde coins.

"One hundred and eighty taels of gold."

"Twenty thousand coins."

Is that enough?

Wu Jingzhong pushed it over and tossed him a black cloth bag.

"That's enough, just wait to get your share of the money."

"By the way, how much medicine did you leave in the bandit camp?"

Hong Zhi asked a question.

"There's only one box; the rest are just dirt and mud."

"This guy who crossed the Three Rivers must be desperate for money. He actually asked for a deposit of ten boxes from Commander Guan. These bandits have absolutely no integrity," Wu Jingzhong remarked.

"The police and the Kwantung Army in Harbin had zero tolerance for bandits, so their lives weren't easy either."

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so it's time to make a quick buck."

I have to go.

"Just wait to get your share of the money."

Hong Zhi packed the money and gold bars into a bag, then got up and left.

Upon reaching the door, he turned and called out:
"I'll cook you braised pork next time."

"Okay, let me see your skills." Wu Jingzhong smiled and leaned back on the sofa with his arms crossed.

His smile gradually turned somber.

He is currently trapped in Northeast China.

Like a wild beast in a cage.

Boss Dai was just watching the show from the outside.

Leaving is out of the question for now.

Whether you live or die, whether you are rich or poor, it's all up to you.

Since that's the case, then we have no choice but to bare our fangs and fight to the bitter end.

Different from others.

No matter where Wu Jingzhong is, tasks, money, and life are all equally important to him.

He's not some kind of ascetic.

To be precise, it's about making money, making a living, and completing tasks, with tasks coming last.

Why would he abandon his faith and join Boss Dai? Wasn't it because he longed for a new life and a better future?
In the Northwest, he was very successful.

In Northeast China, he still indulged in drinking and meat every day, leading his brothers to make a fortune and get promoted.

Investing in Hongzhi definitely carries risks.

But this young man's vision and courage are truly extraordinary, and he also has the backing of a Japanese person.

Wealth and wealth are found in danger.

Now that we're eating white rice, what else is there to dream about?

Moreover, he had an inexplicable feeling about Hong Zhiyou, this overly friendly young man.

It felt like we'd known each other for a long time.

There is a kind of inexplicable, natural closeness and trust.

His intuition told him that this young man was destined for great things.

You can place a bet and try your luck.

If you win the gamble, you'll make a fortune, and from then on, you'll be like brothers.

If you lose the bet, damn it, we'll skin him alive, tear out his tendons, and blow his uncle and aunt to smithereens too.

……

(End of this chapter)