I've got it. The pattern is opening up. I feel refreshed.
Damn it. I can't beat you in the open. But I can still harm you in secret, right?
I'll let you die without knowing how.
The thought of framing him is getting stronger and stronger. I can't wait to do it.
But I have to hold back.
I don't even know where Chun Yu Chi lives, how can I frame him?
Besides, it's too obvious to just leave it at home. Change the location. He has a close connection with him. But there's no way he can explain it.
Heh heh.
Being a bad guy is really easy.
First go back and see what's going on at the cheongsam shop.
The map doesn't give any hints. This means there are no other Japanese inside the cheongsam shop. Maybe they've been bribed by the Japanese spy.
Or maybe it's just an outpost developed by the Japanese spy.
Organise it a bit. Make sure there are no obvious features. Then enter the cheongsam shop. Find that there's no one else inside. There's only one man.
It was a man. Not a woman?
Cough, this boss knows how to do business. A man can attract so many women to come.
When he saw Zhang Yong come in, the boss immediately came up to him. He was beaming. Gentle and kind.
I have to say, some people really have God after them to feed them.
Even though he knew the boss might be problematic. Zhang Yong still wanted to take care of his business.
Maybe it was because his craftsmanship was really good?
Okay, make a set for Fang Muyu and Xia Lan.
These two are the women he is anchored to. No one can take them away.
Fang Muyu is already taken. Xia Lan should be next.
After each person has a few children, they won't be able to run away.
Hehe...
'Boss, do I have to be there in person?'
'Yes. Yes.'
'That's a pity. She's not here today. What's the price range?'
'The cheapest is only 30 taels. There are also higher-end options, 50, 80, 100 taels.'
'What's the most expensive?'
'180.'
'Oh, 180. Imperial nectar, 180 a glass. Not bad.'
'When are you bringing someone, young master?'
'In a couple of days! Actually, I was referred here too. He just left from here. He happened to run into me and recommended I come here.'
'Oh, you mean Mr. Ma? He did just leave. So you are a friend of Mr. Ma!'
'Yes. I am his friend. We have known each other for many years.'
'Mr Ma and I have known each other for many years too. Whenever he comes to Jinling, he will drop by here. To pick up some things.'
'Someone leaves things with you and then he comes to collect them, right.'
'Yes. He is a regular customer. He ordered seven cheongsams at once. He is the biggest customer I have ever had.'
'Ma Zhiyuan...'
'Yes. It's Ma Zhiyuan. I almost forgot his name. Luckily you reminded me.'
'I'll come back in a couple of days. I'll take care of at least two of your businesses.'
'Then I'll thank you in advance.'
'By the way, if I also leave something at your store and a friend from afar comes to pick it up, is that okay?'
'Of course it's no problem.'
'How long has the stuff that Lao Ma just took been stored? I'm afraid it'll affect you.'
'Oh, not long, just a few days. Tang Muchen delivered it. He's the postman. He passed by my place. He just left it. He said it was for Mr Ma.'
'Do you need any special packaging?'
'As long as it's not punctured by mice, it's fine. Nothing else matters. And I won't flood my place.'
'Thank you then. In that case, I'll give you a deposit of 30 taels.'
'Good, good, you're very generous, young master.'
Zhang Yong took out 30 taels and handed them to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper provided a lot of information. It connected the whole thread.
The only thing that didn't match was that the postman had delivered a lot of metal plates instead of memos. That was a bit strange.
If this Tang Muchun was the spy the postman had been arrested for spying for, then he should have delivered memos!
Wait...
'Boss, have you taken everything Tang Muchun has delivered?'
'Yes, I took it. Recently, he has only sent two things. One is for Mr. Ma, and the other is for Lao Guo.'
'Lao Guo?'
'Guo Dashan. He works near Zhongshan Road.'
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'Oh. See you later!'
'See you later.'
The shopkeeper was very happy to have received a 30-dollar deposit.
He told Zhang Yong everything he knew. Little did he know that there were so many complicated relationships behind the scenes.
Zhang Yong was also very happy.
He never expected to get so much done tonight.
What was the relationship between Lao Guo, Guo Dashan, and Li Qiong? Did he hand the memo to Li Qiong?
Good, another Japanese spy has surfaced.
Let's not go looking for Guo Dashan just yet. It's not safe alone. We'll lead the team tomorrow.
Come out, back to the White House. Go to bed.
If anyone asks, just say you went to the Qinhuai River for a stroll.
Young people, hot-tempered, is that strange?
Get up the next morning. Breakfast is ready.
The maid, Wang Ma, was indeed a member of the Fuxing Society. But she was not an agent. She had been transferred from logistics.
After all, how many official agents could cook?
'Captain Zhang, Section Chief Zhou asked you to call him when you get up.'
'Okay!'
Zhang Yong immediately called the railway station to find Zhou Weilong.
This Section Chief Zhou had recently been working tirelessly, day and night, catching Japanese spies. Not to mention, he had caught at least four of them.
As a result, Zhang Yong rarely encounters any Japanese spies when he drives around now.
'Chief Zhou, it's Zhang Yong!'
'Oh, Shaolong, I have a favour to ask.'
'Chief Zhou, I'm your subordinate. Just tell me what it is.'
'This afternoon, a Japanese spy is going to meet his contact. But the meeting place has been chosen to be Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum Park. There are so many people there, I'm worried that we won't be able to catch him. So I need your help.'
'Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum?'
'Yes. 3pm. It's going to be crowded.'
'Isn't it going to be hot as hell? And there are going to be so many people?'
'They're building a road at Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum. They want to expand the runway so that they can take off and land big planes. That's why there are so many people. There are thousands of them. There are also police and military police keeping order. Naturally, there are going to be a lot of people.'
'I see. I understand. I'll be there on time.'
'Good. I'll be waiting for you!'
Zhou Weilong hung up the phone.
Zhang Yong pondered for a moment before hanging up.
Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum?
What a stroke of luck.
It seems that the heavens are feeding me ideas.
But...
Widening the road? Taking off and landing large aircraft?
This is a very forward-thinking concept! Who came up with this idea? It's amazing that someone thought of this.
Anyway, the road in front of Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum is indeed very straight. As long as it is widened and reinforced, there is really no difficulty taking off and landing large aircraft.
You must know that during World War II, most airports were actually made of dirt.
It was only because the United States was so rich that they had steel plates on the ground at some airports. But other countries did not have the manpower, resources or money for that.
The frontline airports were all made of dirt.
So, all the different types of planes at the time took off on dirt.
Oh, including Daxiangchang Airport, which was also made of dirt.
It was usually compacted and relatively flat. But once it rained, it would become very muddy. So, it was also impossible to take off and land aircraft in the rain.
'By the way, Chief Zhou, has the postman confessed to the Japanese invaders?'
'You mean Tang Muchun! He's very stubborn. He never says a word.'
'I'll go over there and take a look later.'
'Okay!'
Zhou Weilong hung up the phone.
Zhang Yong hurriedly finished his breakfast. He rushed to the train station.
This Tang Muchun is very crucial.
He is actually involved with the memo and the metal master. Amazing.
When we arrested him before, we never thought that he would be a key figure. No wonder this guy refuses to confess.
Start the car.
Rush to the train station.
Suddenly, the car comes to a quiet stop. Look in the rearview mirror.
There is a man in the mirror.
The Red Party member that Ding Muchuan and Ye Wansheng were trying to arrest that day!