Courtyard House: I only wiped out 30,000 Japanese pirates

He Dajun's reason was impeccable.

Moreover, because what he said was very reasonable, it was out of genuine concern for the Japanese.

Sasaki thought about it and agreed that it made sense.

He had encountered spies within the puppet army before. After the last attack on the outpost, Suzuki suspected there was a mole in the puppet army, but he had never been able to find out.

He nodded, not pressing further on the manhunt, but changed the subject: "He Dajun, you know, the new machines at the steel rolling mill were blown up right after they were installed."

He Dajun nodded.

"What I mean is, the rioters knew we installed new equipment and came specifically to bomb it, you understand?"

He Dajun continued to nod, "Yes, sir, I think so too. The fact that the thugs were able to blow up the new machine so accurately means that someone leaked the information."

Sasaki stood up and walked to the window, looking at the ruins of the factory outside.

He remained silent for a long time before speaking, his tone not like he was talking to a puppet army captain, but more like he was talking to himself.

"There were spies of the rioters in the steel mill. There were spies of the rioters in the ammunition depot as well. Two important strongholds of the Imperial Army were attacked by the same person... the same group of people, and each time the attack was accurate and ruthless."

"The other side must have their most elite agents inside."

Standing behind Sasaki, He Dajun bowed with a loyal expression on his face, but in his mind he was rapidly calculating every step of Sasaki's reasoning and all the plans and measures he had prepared in advance.

He examined all the traces he had left behind, but there were no witnesses, no survivors, and no physical evidence.

The only flaw is that both places are related to him.

However, the fact that he was the captain of the puppet army and had connections with all the Imperial Army's strongholds is not evidence in itself.

Sasaki turned around and looked at He Dajun with an indescribable scrutiny in his eyes.

But he didn't continue speaking, only waving his hand to let He Dajun leave. He Dajun bent over and retreated to the door, just about to turn around, when Sasaki called him back.

"He Dajun, your collaborators, train them well. I need your men to lead the search."

He Dajun responded loudly, then limped out of the office building, leaning on his wooden cane.

Sasaki stood by the window watching his retreating figure, his fingers tapping lightly on the windowsill, one tap at a time, in a very slow rhythm.

……

Meanwhile, Lou Bancheng was pacing back and forth in the study of his own villa.

He also heard the explosion last night, and could feel the windows shaking from a great distance.

This morning he sent someone to inquire about the situation, and the report came back that the area near his steel mill was the worst hit by the bombing. An ammunition depot was destroyed, and the new machines at the steel mill were also blown to bits.

The words He Dajun had said in his study before popped into his mind one by one.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, one tap after another, just like Sasaki tapping on the windowsill.

He was thinking about what He Dajun had told him before: "Once the Japanese have fixed the machine, I will lead men to bomb it again."

The machine has really exploded.

He thought He Dajun was crazy at the time, but now he realizes that this crazy man has done everything he said he would do.

Just then, the butler knocked on the door and came in, saying that the Lou's Steel Rolling Mill had called and asked him to go to the factory for a meeting that morning.

Lou Bancheng stood up, straightened his collar, and put on that obsequious smile again.

It's time to act.

……

the other side.

He Dajun came out of the office building but did not go to the workshop immediately.

He walked into the wooden hut and sat down, resting the wooden stick against his leg and tapping his fingers lightly on his knee, mentally reviewing his conversation with Sasaki from beginning to end.

Sasaki began to suspect him, or rather, to re-examine him, but there was no evidence.

However, this did not stop him from continuing his nighttime raids.

I need to go to Jingzhou Park tonight. Nothing big, just fry some things and then run.

This would both help him escape and make the Japanese soldiers think that the attackers were not the same person.

He reviewed some details to confirm that his defense of "not going out last night" was valid, as Bai Ling, He Daqing, and He Liushi could all testify, and he had repeatedly checked the courtyard wall to confirm that there were no witnesses.

However, tonight's attack plan needs to be adjusted slightly.

He originally wanted to bomb the previously bombed outpost again, but Sasaki would definitely strengthen the defenses there.

Jingzhou Park is a good choice. We didn't bomb there last night, so the Japanese should think that direction is safe.

He stubbed out his cigarette, stood up with his wooden stick, and walked towards the second workshop.

Yi Zhonghai was directing workers to move new machine parts at the entrance of Workshop 2.

These parts were just delivered by the Japanese, intended to replace the components on the rolling mills damaged by He Dajun.

He Dajun was taken aback and realized something was wrong. Could it be that the Japanese hadn't delivered all the machines last night?

Then He Dajun thought of another possibility: the Japanese had only transported part of the machines, or the machines that had been transported earlier were fake.

The Japanese devils are fishing!

So he walked over to Yi Zhonghai, looked at the pile of brand-new gears and bearings on the ground, his lips twitched, and he thought to himself that these things would explode in a few days.

When Yi Zhonghai saw He Dajun approaching, he immediately put on a respectful expression. He assumed He Dajun was there to urge them to speed up the process, and proactively reported that the Imperial Army had ordered all the parts to be installed within three days.

He Dajun nodded and said okay.

Yi Zhonghai looked at He Dajun's expressionless face, wondering what he was thinking.

Ever since he was semi-coerced by He Dajun into becoming the deputy manager, he has tried his best not to talk much in front of He Dajun.

Safety first.

At 6:30 pm, He Dajun returned to his courtyard house after get off work.

There were few people in the courtyard; all the doors of the houses were closed, except for the chimney of He Daqing's house, from which smoke was rising.

He parked his motorcycle and pushed open the door to enter the side room.

Bai Ling was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) sorting out intelligence. During this period, she had taken on a lot of work from Lao Yang, helping He Dajun sort out information from various intelligence networks in Beijing.

She went to Baolin Pharmacy today, ostensibly to get wound medicine for He Dajun to change his dressing, but actually to meet with Lao Yang.

Old Yang told her an important piece of intelligence: the Japanese were transferring their troops out of Beijing, and a group of elite troops were about to depart.

Old Yang's men personally witnessed a large number of tanks and heavy artillery.

Bai Ling asked where she was being transferred to, and Lao Yang said it should be in the Songhu direction.

After listening, He Dajun remained silent for a while, then said he understood.

He recounted Sasaki's reaction today, including Sasaki's suspicion that there were informants in the factory, the Special Higher Police's intervention in the investigation, and the Japanese strengthening their defenses.

Bai Ling frowned after hearing this, saying that if things continued like this, they would eventually find out about him.

He Dajun said not for the time being.

He went over all his plans and actions again. When he launched the sneak attack, he wore the Japanese military uniform that he had redeemed through the system. No one had ever seen his true face. The leaflets were signed "Underground Resistance Army," so everyone thought it was an entire team operating.

Bai Ling nodded, but her brows remained furrowed.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked He Dajun if they should stop for now and wait until things calmed down before making a decision.

He Dajun shook his head and said they couldn't stop.

He also said that of course, a different approach is needed; the same strategy can't be used every time. The human brain is not as good as a computer; human habitual thinking makes people always want to go to the same place, which is a weakness that needs to be changed.

Bai Ling asked him what a computer was, and He Dajun paused for a moment before saying it was nothing, but he misspoke; it was an abacus.

Bai Ling glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.