Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 239 Feeling depressed, I'll take it out on him!

The intelligence network of the Military Intelligence Bureau in various enemy-occupied areas could not be a single line, but rather composed of several lines.

This ensures, to the greatest extent possible, that even if one line of agents encounters trouble, the safety of agents on other lines can be guaranteed.

Xu Jingge was the head of one of the stations; the people at the other intelligence stations were not under his jurisdiction.

Cao Weida naturally understood what he meant. The Military Intelligence Bureau had been actively opening up transport lines in various enemy-occupied areas, including Beiping.

Unfortunately, one of the previous covert transport lines was destroyed by the Japanese due to a leak by a spy, and all the spies on the entire transport line were captured.

Therefore, the mountain city has been trying to find a way to reopen a transportation line, but has not yet succeeded.

Especially during this period, due to Cao Wei's influence, martial law in Beiping was never lifted, which further increased the difficulty of constructing and transporting the insurance.

The people of Shancheng could not possibly be unaware of Cao Wei Da's connections in Beiping.

“I understand what you mean. I was wondering why my file was classified at such a high level. Turns out it’s because of this.”

Cao Wei Da smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "I wonder if this counts as a blessing in disguise?"

"To be honest, with your intelligence network that's been infiltrated by the Japanese like a sieve, I'm really afraid that it might be exposed for no reason at any time."

"Looking back now, I'm actually glad I had some use."

Xu Jingge didn't know what to say, and he felt helpless.

He was a free man, and as long as he hid, he could at least have some concealment.

Cao Wei Da was different; he had a legitimate job and a home address.

If Cao Wei hadn't had these connections in Beiping, which gave Dai the hope of establishing a new transportation line, and if Dai hadn't learned from the previous lesson to value the person in charge of transportation insurance and thus raised the level of secrecy to an extreme, then the information might have been obtained by Japanese spies at any time.

Seeing that Xu Jingge remained silent, Cao Weida was not angry. He said, "How about this, you pass on a message to your superiors. I can help set up a transportation line, but I hope that they won't make things difficult for Liu Rusi. Let him be a communications officer by my side."

Now that the higher-ups know about him, they will absolutely not give up on having him set up the transportation line.

If he dares to quit, that old devil Dai Li will definitely not let it go.

Who knows what methods they'll use then?

That old devil Dai is a ruthless and vicious man!

He wasn't afraid. With his current abilities, if he really angered him, he wouldn't mind going to the mountain city to settle accounts with Old Ghost Dai!

But he doesn't intend to do that, or rather, he doesn't want to do it unless absolutely necessary.

After all, after the victory against Japan, most of China was under the rule of the Kuomintang.

If he still wants to earn Xianyu points and continue doing his current job, he can't be so impulsive.

Besides, even setting aside the difficulty of killing Dai Li, what good would it do even if he were to actually kill him?
Old Ghost Dai died, and another one immediately came up. He can't just kill them all as soon as they come up, that's not realistic.

Since we have to agree anyway, we might as well take the initiative. That way, both sides can save face and save dignity for each other.

Xu Jingge was silent for a moment, then nodded with pleasure: "It's good that you think that way. Besides, establishing transportation insurance is also to support the war effort."

Before he could finish speaking, Cao Wei Da interrupted him with a hint of sarcasm: "Do you even believe that yourself?"

Xu Jingge choked, unsure how to respond.

Whether he believes it or not, does he not know the answer in his heart?

Cao Weida didn't make things difficult for him. Xu Jingge, a mere lieutenant colonel, had no say in this matter: "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Remember to report what I just said to your superiors."

"Alright," Xu Jingge breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Cao Weida didn't dwell on the issue, and nodded in agreement: "With your promise, I think the higher-ups will definitely consider it."

Compared to being a spy, establishing transportation insurance is obviously more important, and he is somewhat confident about that.

After leaving the teahouse, Cao Weida neither went to the police station nor home. Instead, he took out a piece of paper with several addresses on it.

However, he had already crossed out most of the addresses, leaving only two.

This piece of paper contains the address where Liu Huai hid his valuables.

He had made such a huge mess before, but he hadn't bothered to investigate. Now that he had nothing else to do, it was a good opportunity to go and find out.

The reason he only started searching now is because he knows that Liu Huai, that rotten, rotten bastard, is so afraid of dying that he would never trust anyone.

The location where he hides his assets is most likely known only to himself; anyone else who knows it will certainly be silenced by him!
Following the address on the paper, he got into a rickshaw and drove for nearly half an hour before arriving near the location.

This wasn't a busy downtown area; the location was rather desolate. His target was a courtyard house made of adobe bricks, and the roof of the adobe house was dilapidated, clearly indicating that no one had lived there for a long time.

No one sweeps the area outside the courtyard wall; it's covered in fallen leaves that rustle underfoot.

If it weren't for the address, no one would have imagined that someone would hide treasure in this place.

Crossing the courtyard to the front door, the half-collapsed wooden door was still locked. This rusty lock probably had more symbolic meaning than practical significance.

Pushing the door open, a creaking sound followed as the wooden door folded into a cross shape.

As the wooden door opened, the interior was laid bare. It was extremely sparsely furnished, with only a dusty table and wardrobe, nothing else. Even a thief would have to leave in tears upon seeing this.

He didn't even glance at them, walked into the room on the right, passed through the empty room, went to the innermost part, and brushed aside the fallen leaves on the ground.

Beneath the fallen leaves, at the base of the wall, there is a protruding rock.

His eyes darted around, but he didn't act immediately. Instead, he found a long wooden stick, hid behind the wall, and used the stick to poke at the stone.

'Squeak~'

'Whoosh~'

With a piercing sound, the once flat ground split open to both sides. At the same time, two sharp arrows shot out from the cracked corner of the wall, piercing the earthen wall with a slight whooshing sound.

"I knew that bastard wouldn't leave without a backup plan. Luckily, I was prepared."

Cao Wei Da secretly rejoiced at his own caution. If he had been so focused on the joy of getting money that he hadn't taken precautions, he might have actually fallen into a trap!

At such close range, he might not even be able to react!

He lit a torch and threw it in.

The firelight dispelled the darkness of the dim basement, revealing glimpses of the scene inside.

Seeing that the torch had not gone out, he then carefully walked down the path, relieved.

By the firelight, the basement was completely visible.

The basement is about fifty square meters in size and is filled with many boxes, all stacked together. There are leather boxes, iron boxes, and wooden boxes, more than a dozen in total, of various sizes.

He didn't open them one by one to check; he simply put the items away.

Anyway, now that the items are in his space, he can look at them at his leisure whenever he has time, since he still has to go to another place.

The other place was much easier to find than this one. It was a two-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house), in a similarly remote location, and no one lived there.

Looking around and seeing no one nearby, he climbed over the wall and ran inside.

After storing everything in the basement into his spatial storage, he emerged, looked around the courtyard house, and stroked his chin thoughtfully:

"By the way, is it possible to get our hands on this courtyard house?"

Although the location is relatively remote and there are few people living around, it is still a two-courtyard house.

If this were in later generations, it would be worth some money no matter how hard you looked for it.

However, he thought about it again and gave up. Although Liu Huai most likely hadn't told anyone else about this place, what if he had?

What if Liu Huai was afraid he would forget and left himself a backup plan, and someone else found this place based on that plan?

Wouldn't that mean people would find out that he killed Liu Huai and got the money?

It's really not worth it for a courtyard house that can only be sold many years later; let's just forget about it.

On his way back, a question suddenly came to his mind.

"By the way, both of Liu Huai's houses have basements. Do my houses have basements?"

"If so, could it be something left behind by the previous owner of the house?"

"Try looking for it when you have time; maybe you'll just stumble upon it by sheer luck."

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That night, Cao Weida held Du Shiniang's smooth, silky body in his arms, staring blankly at the rooftop.

He was holding a grudge. Although he had 'voluntarily' agreed to establish transportation insurance today, he was essentially being semi-coerced.

So, he was actually quite unhappy. Tonight, he wasn't just going to meet his KPIs, but also wanted to vent his frustrations.

I don't know how much time had passed, but I took out my pocket watch and saw that it was almost time.

He glanced at the woman, who was drenched in sweat from the intense emotions and had fallen into a deep sleep. He gently removed his arm from under her neck, pressed on her pressure points to ensure she slept more soundly, and then quietly got out of bed.

After putting on his night clothes, he quietly opened the door, looked around, and silently ran to the wall. With a leap, he jumped over the wall and disappeared into the night.

He's done this countless times; he's so skilled at it, doing it flawlessly and efficiently that it's almost heartbreaking.

Traveling in the darkness, his goal was very clear: he ran straight toward the Bamboo Agency.

He had never forgotten how Kawamoto Yoshitaro from the Bamboo Agency had almost caused him trouble before.

Moreover, Yoshitaro Kawamoto's arrogant demeanor also annoyed him.

Perfect timing! I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll take it out on him!
Upon arriving near the Bamboo Agency, Cao Weida found a high vantage point on the route the spies would inevitably take, and set up a Type 92 heavy machine gun.

These heavy machine guns were all looted from the naval warehouse; he had a total of fifty of them in his storage space.

(End of this chapter)