Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 429 It exploded, it exploded!

"come over."

Hong Zhi waved his hand, and the three concubines who had been hiding under the mahjong table, trembling with fear, lined up and came over.

"Brother, what exactly do you want? Just say it directly." Zhang Anqing took a slight breath and asked in a deep voice.

"I need money."

"All your money."

Hong Zhi asked a question.

"Are you trying to steal my money?"
"No, you're just going to rob me like this?" Zhang Anqing thought this guy was an unreasonable madman.

Hong Zhi glanced at his left hand.

Fresh blood flowed down the wound and down the fingertips.

Not poisonous.

Normal people wouldn't carry poisoned substances with them.

In particular, Lao Wu had told him that the steward Sun beside Zhang Anqing was of upright character.

Yeah.

Shedding a little blood is better than shooting yourself, which is more satisfying than Ren Changchun doing the same.

He took out a cigarette, held it between his bloodied fingers, turned his head, lit it, and took two cold puffs.

After a moment, Hong Zhi stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

He looked up and, without warning, raised his gun and shot one of the concubines in the forehead.

Where is the money?

"Don't lie to me, I know everything."

"For example, this woman is the one who operates the pipe."

As he spoke, he raised his gun and shot one dead: "This woman is a broker at Huaichunlou. She specializes in persuading families who have borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates to sell their daughters."

"They must have made you and Commander Guan a lot of money."

"Where's the money?" Hong Zhi pointed a gun at the two men.

"I...I know, it's in the dark room downstairs," the still-alive first wife stammered.

"Is it all?" Hong Zhi asked.

"Yes.

"Yes." She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

“I manage all the household accounts and collect all the items. I know better than he does how much money we have,” she added.

"it is good."

Hong Zhi raised his gun and aimed it at the useless Zhang Anqing.

"Brother, listen to me."

"I...I'm Captain Murakami, you killed me..."

Zhang Anqing wanted to flaunt his connections, but Hong Zhi shot him in the head.

He fired another shot, then stepped forward to check Zhang Anqing's pulse. Only after confirming that Zhang Anqing was dead did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.

“Take me to see,” Hong Zhiyou said.

The first wife led him into the underground secret room.

There were some antiques piled up inside.

There were plenty of banknotes and gold, but compared to General Guan, they were nothing.

"That's all?" Hong Zhi asked, frowning.

“We had accumulated quite a lot in the past, but two years ago Dai Li sent people to transport a batch away.”

"The rest cost a lot of money in bribing people."

"In addition, the recent harvest has been poor, so the family is actually not well-off," the eldest aunt answered truthfully.

"Are you sure?" Hong Zhi asked.

"I'm sure," the first wife nodded.

"That settles it then." Hong Zhi raised his hand and shot her again, ending her life.

Then he strode out and said, "Old Tu, come in and collect the goods."

Old Tu and his three companions walked in, and were all dumbfounded when they saw the bloodstains all over the ground.

"Young Master Hong, you're injured." Old Tu pointed to his arm.

“Zhang Anqing is stubborn and refuses to surrender. He even tried to kill me and escape. I had no choice but to draw my gun in self-defense.” Hong Zhiyou smiled and raised his hand.

"clear.

"They started it," Old Tu said knowingly.

"There's stock in the basement, go get it."

Hong Zhi said with satisfaction.

Old Tu came to his senses and quickly led his men to the basement.

For a while.

Several people came up carrying boxes.

"Take a look." Hong Zhiyou took off his tie and handed it to Lao Tu, who then bandaged his wound.

A moment later, an interrogator named Liangzi reported:
"Section Chief Hong, it's ready."

"The total is 28,687 Kangde coins."

"Ten old-style silver coins circulating within the Great Wall, totaling five hundred coins."

"Seven taels of gold and thirty-four pieces."

"There are also some property deeds, shop contracts, etc."

Hong Zhi stood up, picked up the gold bars as if they were free, and tossed two to each person. He then took a stack of 10,000 yuan bills and threw them directly to Lao Tu: "Thank you for your hard work. Just distribute them to the brothers."

"Young Master Hong, this is too much. We...we dare not take it," Old Tu said.

"In this world, the bold get rich while the timid starve."

"Just like when we were allocating rooms recently, if any of you had asked for one like Lu Ming did, I would have given it to you."

Why won't you give it to me?
Do you think it's a lot for me to occasionally give you fifty or a hundred?
"Do not.

"In the eyes of big shots, they wouldn't even pick up money if it fell on the ground."

"Many of what you think is trivial in the eyes of Murakami, Director Liu, and even Lu Ming."

"Even the small ones don't dare to take them."

"If I ask you to do big things and make big money in the future, how will you handle it?"

Hong Zhi looked at the group and said.

"Young Master Hong is right. When people die, their eggs fly to the sky. Why should they live a good life while we have to be dogs for the rest of our lives? I'll follow Young Master Hong."

"I'd rather die than be rich and powerful."

Liangzi, who was clearly well-educated, immediately expressed his opinion.

"I'll do it too."

"I want my mother to live in a nice house like a rich person, eat steak, drink milk, and never be cold or hungry."

Another person named "Short and Fat Youth" also fits the description.

“I’ll do it too. From the first day I met Master Hong, I knew I’d met a benefactor. Anyway, I can’t get promoted by killing people in the interrogation room every day. There’s no future in it.”

"It's better to follow Master Hong."

The remaining interrogator, Xiao Yi, with a horse-like face, chimed in.

"very good.

"Let me make this clear to you: I'm giving you money not to bribe you."

"But I want to tell you that if you want to do great things, you need brothers."

“I, Hong Zhiyou, am new here and have no real foundation. Lu Ming, Liu Kui, and even my uncle all treat you as a dirty tool in the shadows.”

"But that's not me. What I'm interested in is that no one cares about you."

It is said that true friendship is revealed when people are in humble circumstances.

“I, Hong Zhiyou, will use wealth to buy your hearts when you are in dire straits.”

"I don't believe in loyalty or oaths."

"I only believe in money because I will always give more than others."

"Well, how are you all?"

Hong Zhi wore glasses. His voice wasn't loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, as if it could set people on fire.

"From now on, I will be at the beck and call of Master Hong."

"I am Tu Dashan."

"My name is Chen Liang."

"I am Ding Xiaoyi."

“I am Niu Jingui.”

"I am willing to stand with Master Hong through thick and thin, and share his wealth and honor. If I betray him, I will suffer a terrible death."

The four men, who frequented the docks year-round, were very familiar with this setup, and simultaneously reached out and put their hands together.

"Let's get rich together."

Hong Zhi reached out his hand, and the group made a brief gesture of greeting.

We learned a lesson from Ryuji.

In his life, apart from people like Lao Xie and Lao Wu who love money, or people like Zhou Yi and Lao Yu who have faith, he will not believe in anyone else.

Loyalty is worthless in the face of money.

These gold bars were an immense fortune for Lao Tu and his family.

But it meant nothing to Hong Zhi.

Besides, it's not even my own, so I might as well use it to "donate" to ghosts and do some "charity".

As for whether Lao Tu would work for him for life like Sun Xing and Lin Tian, ​​Hong Zhiyou didn't really care.

Use it for as long as it lasts.

If it really stops working, I can kick it out anytime without any psychological burden.

Loading.

"Let's seal off the yard first, and then make a decision after the section chief has dealt with the cement factory matter."

Hong Zhi gave instructions.

After saying that, he walked outside with a light step.

"By the way, if you have nothing to do for the next month, go to the Yong Sheng Kui Casino. I'll arrange for a special dealer to set up games for you. There will be wins and losses, but you'll win most of the time. This will help you launder the money you have."

"Furthermore, I will also publicly assign you some tasks after get off work."

"That way you can spend your money openly and honestly."

As he reached the door, Hong Zhiyou paused and said.

"Understood, thank you, Master Hong."

"To be honest, if you hadn't told us, we really wouldn't have known how we spent such a large sum of money. If we've spent so much, Lu Ming and Li Songquan will definitely be watching us."

"It'll be hard to say for sure when the time comes."

Old Tu said gratefully.

"There's always a way, and there's nothing in this world that can't be solved." Hong Zhi tapped his temple with his fingers, smiled, and got into the car.

"Section Chief Hong is really capable. We've hit the jackpot this time." Niu Jingui respectfully watched the car drive away.

"Don't call me Section Chief, call me Little Hong. Section Chief is what you call someone in the hall." Old Tu gave him a flick on the forehead.

"Put everything away neatly, and stop the clanging and banging."

"Go back to the hall and report first."

Chen Liang gave a shout, and the group carried their things into the car.

……

Cement plant.

Zhou Yi walked over and said, "Village Captain, Section Chief Gao, our people have been deployed in the nearby streets."

"Are you sure their people have gone in?" Murakami asked.

"Not sure.

“The other side are all experienced and skilled, so we dare not get too close to monitor them. Moreover, there are many hidden areas around the cement factory warehouse, so it will be difficult to track them if they use secret passages,” Zhou Yi reported.

"Yes.

“These people are very cunning, Captain Murata. In my opinion, we should just rush in and arrest them when the time comes.”

"In addition, we just need to keep an eye on that 'Han Fei'."

"If he goes in, then everything is safe."

Gao Bin also spoke in Japanese.

"Well, that's the only way," Murakami said.

As they were talking, Liu Kui walked over: "We just discovered that Han Fei entered the cement plant area, but our men couldn't keep up after he crawled into the cement pipes."

"It seems the intelligence is correct."

"Wait another ten minutes, and when you're sure they've gathered enough, then rush in."

Gao Bin said decisively.

Ten minutes later, Murakami glanced at his watch: "Time's up, Captain Kozuka. You immediately lead the military police assault team in to capture them. Don't let a single one escape."

"Leave at least one person alive."

With a wave of his white-gloved right hand, dozens of Japanese soldiers carrying guns rushed into the cement factory.

"Lu Ming, you take some men and go up there too," Gao Bin instructed.

"Section Chief Gao, I still need to check the roadblocks. Why don't you let Captain Zhou or Section Chief Wu go?"

Lu Ming was shrewd. As soon as he saw that Gao Bin had sent his nephew away, he knew he would never go and die.

"How about I go?" Zhou Yi said, taking out a cigarette case and lighting one.

"Do not.

"Let Officer Wu and Li Songquan go instead."

"They've been spending a lot of time together lately, and they have a good relationship."

Gao Bin pondered for a moment and said.

He feared that if Zhou Yi died, the village would use his achievements to directly replace Zhou Yi, the second-in-command of the Special Service Section, with Li Songquan, which would put him in a truly passive position.

"Okay, I'll go and inform them right away."

Lu Ming glanced at the two men and immediately understood Gao Bin's intention.

When it comes to targeting Li Songquan, the Special Service Section always maintains a tacit understanding and acts in concert.

"Advisor Li, Officer Wu, Section Chief Gao has ordered you to lead men to assist the assault team in arresting the Kuomintang agents at the warehouse." Lu Ming came forward to relay the order.

"I'm new here, so I won't try to take credit."

"Section Chief Wu, it's up to you now," Li Songquan said with a smile.

Wu Qiang was in a real bind.

He appears to be at the same rank as Gao Bin, both being section chiefs.

However, Gao Bin's police rank was one level higher than his, and he also had a part-time job in the Security Bureau. According to the unwritten rules of the department, the police affairs section was just an assistant to the special affairs section.

"Alright." Wu Qiang had no choice but to agree, leading a dozen or so policemen to follow the military police toward the warehouse.

"Consultant Li, congratulations! You're going to make a great contribution tonight."

Lu Ming sneered, put his hands in his pockets, and left.

……

Inside the warehouse.

Liu Xiong quickly entered the warehouse, avoiding the minefield.

He absolutely loved the feeling of dancing on the edge of a knife, the adrenaline rush.

They realized they had attracted the attention of the Special Service and the Japanese.

He took out a ladder, climbed up to the warehouse window, and then, ignoring the nearly four-meter height, jumped down, rolled over, and crouched down to run towards an abandoned building next door.

The hallway was very dark.

Liu Xiong, however, walked on as if on flat ground.

He soon found something in a paint bucket.

That was a police uniform and makeup set.

Liu Xiong took out a thin leather mask, put it on his face, pulled the ears in place, and then used his hands to draw light eyebrows on his brow bone.

When he reappeared, he had become a policeman who looked somewhat young.

Liu Xiong pulled on his belt, put on his sidearm and flashlight, and crept toward the back wall of the cement plant.

……

Clang.

A Japanese soldier kicked open the warehouse door.

Kozuka and Wu Qiang led their men and rushed in quickly.

The warehouse is very large.

Inside, a dim yellow lamp flickered, creating a very tranquil atmosphere.

"Baka! What's going on? Weren't they supposed to be having a gathering here?" Yoshio Kozuka cursed.

"That shouldn't be the case."

“We did just see Han Fei enter the warehouse. He couldn’t have grown wings and flown away, could he?” Wu Qiang was also completely baffled.

"Okay, search separately, be careful they might be hiding in those abandoned boxes."

“They have guns.”

Yoshio Kozuka gave the order.

The soldiers spread out to the left and right, brandishing their bayonets and stabbing wildly at the sacks and boxes in the warehouse.

Yoshio Kozuka walked very slowly.

Wu Qiang followed beside him, looking around with a flashlight.

Sudden.

Wu Qiang felt as if he had stepped on something.

He looked down and saw a section of a landmine detonator sticking out.

"Commander Kozuka, I think I stepped on something," Wu Qiang called out.

Yoshio Kozuka yelled, "Baka! It's an American landmine!"

As he was speaking, he saw a blind policeman next to him step on another landmine. Before he could say anything, the man let go of the mine.

boom!
The explosives buried in the warehouse were detonated instantly.

Fire shot into the sky.

The sound shook the sky.

……

outside.

The massive explosion nearly destroyed the entire abandoned building.

Flames soared into the sky.

Li Songquan's eyes widened, his face turning deathly pale: "This, how is this possible?"

"Fuck!
"Li Songquan, you're in deep trouble."

Lu Ming pointed at him, then took off running in the direction where Gao Bin was, stumbling and falling.

at the same time.

Gao Bin and Murakami were also stunned.

No one expected that what was originally a meticulously planned manhunt would turn into a huge disaster.

Gao Bin felt utterly heartbroken.

This time, the Special Operations Section was responsible for everything from the investigation to the planning.

If that bomb were to blow up Kozuka, those dozens of Japanese devils would be reduced to ashes; that would be a colossal accident.

I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my official position.

Zhou Yi lit a cigarette and put on a serious expression.

"Sir, the Kozuka Assault Team has been ambushed..." a Japanese soldier ran over and reported in a panic.

"I'm not blind."

"Baka! Quick, quick, save them!" Murakami shouted, snapping out of his daze.

"Section Chief Gao, before Commander Kato and Lieutenant General Shirokura cut off your head, I hope you can give me an explanation by tomorrow morning."

Murakami pointed his finger hard at Gao Bin's chest, then turned and stormed off, clutching his sword.

……

(End of this chapter)