Courtyard House: Ten-year-old Master Zhu reorganizes the entire courtyard

The original plan was to carry out the operation the night after tomorrow, but plans never keep up with changes.

The following evening, He Yuzhu was checking his equipment, including a dagger he had taken from the system space and a pair of binoculars.

A teenage intelligence network member responsible for perimeter security came running up to the door, panting.

"Brother Zhu, something terrible has happened!"

He brought a note, which Li Si had risked his life to deliver through a vendor selling candied hawthorns outside the warehouse.

The handwriting on the note was very messy, and it was clear that the person who wrote it was in a panic.

"Load the truck tonight, transport the medicine away tomorrow morning, quick!"

He Yuzhu's pupils suddenly contracted.

The Japanese need to move their supplies ahead of schedule!

If they wait until they take away the most valuable medicines, the significance of this operation will be greatly diminished.

We can't wait any longer, we must act now, tonight!

Taking advantage of the chaos while they were loading the truck, we could make our move. It was a huge risk, but also an excellent opportunity.

Frequent personnel movement during loading distracts guards and creates more vulnerabilities in the defense.

He Yuzhu immediately made up his mind.

He rushed out of his house, went to the nearest public phone booth, and dialed a number that only he knew.

After the call was connected, he only said a few words.

"We need to change the tea leaves; we'll drink it tonight."

This was the emergency code he and the shopkeeper had agreed upon, meaning that the situation had changed and the operation had to be moved up to tonight.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then the shopkeeper's calm voice came through.

"understood."

The phone hangs up.

He Yuzhu knew that the shopkeeper had understood his meaning and that the organization would take immediate action.

As night fell, the puppet army warehouse in the west of the city was indeed brightly lit.

Several military trucks were parked at the warehouse entrance, and a group of puppet soldiers were grumbling as they carried boxes out of the warehouse.

He Yuzhu hid on a distant earthen slope, where the view was best.

He raised his binoculars and could see the situation at the warehouse entrance clearly.

Most of the guards were busy supervising the loading of the trucks, while the sentries on the watchtowers peered out at the spectacle, looking rather listless.

The time has come.

He Yuzhu took out the firecracker he had specially prepared during the day from his pocket, struck a match, and lit the fuse.

Whoosh, bang!

A firework exploded in the night sky, making little noise and failing to alert the puppet troops.

But in the shadows at the warehouse entrance, sentry Li Si saw it.

This is the signal that the operation is about to begin!

Li Si's face instantly turned pale with fright. He gritted his teeth, suddenly clutched his stomach, and bent over in pain.

"Ouch...ouch...my stomach..."

He shouted as he rushed to the drainage ditch next to the warehouse gate and began to retch loudly.

"Damn it, Li Si, what did you eat?" a few puppet soldiers nearby cursed in disgust.

"I can't take it anymore... I need to poop... Quick, help me to the outhouse!" Li Si rolled on the ground in pain.

Immediately, two or three close companions rushed over and hurriedly helped him up.

A breach has appeared in the defenses at the warehouse entrance.

It's now!

Through his binoculars, He Yuzhu clearly saw several dark figures quickly slip under the barbed wire fence on the side of the warehouse.

Action team, infiltration successful!

He Yuzhu's heart was in his throat.

Just then, the sound of a car engine approached from afar.

A black sedan, with its glaring headlights on, drove up from a distance and stopped at the intersection leading to the warehouse.

Two people got out of the car.

He Yuzhu looked through the binoculars and his heart sank.

They were the two plainclothes policemen who questioned He Daqing at the restaurant yesterday!

How did they get here?!

It was Yi Zhonghai's report that had an effect; the police, still not reassured, decided to check on the warehouse late at night!

If we let them in, they might run right into the action team, and the consequences would be severe.

He Yuzhu's mind raced.

What to do? We must stop them, but we can't expose ourselves!

His gaze swept around and suddenly stopped on the side of the earthen slope, where several empty gasoline drums used for road construction were piled up.

There was no time to hesitate.

He Yuzhu picked up a stone from the ground and put it into his slingshot, which was a toy he usually used to hunt birds.

He took a deep breath and aimed at the topmost gasoline can.

Whoosh!

The pebble hit the edge of the gasoline can precisely.

Clang!

The gasoline can was knocked askew and rolled down the embankment, clanging and clattering as it hit the road.

Boom!

The gasoline drum crashed heavily into the middle of the road, which then triggered another one, and the two gasoline drums blocked the way haphazardly.

"What is that?!"

The two policemen were startled by the sudden noise and immediately drew their guns, looking warily at the earthen slope.

But the earthen slope was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"Damn it, who littered!" A policeman cursed as he walked over, trying to move the gasoline can.

In those few dozen seconds of delay...

The side door of the warehouse was opened.

Several dark figures carrying boxes rushed out quickly and disappeared into the night on the other side.

Immediately afterwards, a gunshot rang out from inside the warehouse, followed by a chaotic shouting.

"Thieves! Catch them!"

The two policemen's expressions changed drastically. Ignoring the gasoline cans, they immediately rushed towards the warehouse.

He Yuzhu lay motionless on the earthen slope until the sounds of police cars and puppet troops chasing him faded into the distance.

He slowly stood up and patted the dirt off his clothes.

He looked toward the warehouse; the action team had successfully evacuated.

He looked towards Nanluoguxiang again, his eyes turning cold.

The warehouse matter is settled.

Next, it's your turn, Yi Zhonghai.