Chapter 603: Help

Lao Bai quietly went up and pushed the door.

He found that the door was actually locked from the inside. It was stuck by the bolt.

If he slammed it, of course he could break it open.

The problem was that if he slammed it, Jiang Guohu would hear it from inside.

'Where did you put the gun you pulled up?'

'It's still by the well.'

'Oh, no!'

Zhang Yong looked at Lao Bai helplessly.

You're an old revolutionary too. How could you make such a basic mistake?

If Jiang Guohu went to the well and took a look, the truth would be revealed immediately.

Now that Jiang Guohu didn't have a gun, he was easy to deal with. Once they got the gun, the two of them would probably not be a match.

'He came in a hurry, and I didn't have anywhere to put it!'

'Let's go in as soon as possible.'

'Okay!'

Lao Bai and Zhang Yong prepared to climb through the window.

Zhang Yong kept an eye on the map. He noticed that Jiang Guohu had not gone to the backyard to look at the well.

He had quickly gone up to the second floor. Then he almost stopped moving on the second floor.

Zhang Yong: ???

What is this guy doing?

Did he come back to rest? No way. There must be something going on.

The two of them quietly climbed through the window and went to guard the backyard. They were afraid that Jiang Guohu would come in to check.

If Jiang Guohu comes in, they will capture him alive.

This guy is up to something.

No, there is definitely something wrong with this two-storey building. There may be something more important than weapons and ammunition.

'Listen...'

'What?'

'It sounds like a button being pressed...'

'A radio?'

Zhang Yong immediately reacted.

Jiang Guohu came here in a hurry, could it be that he is sending a telegram?

This guy, could he be hiding a radio on the second floor?

Hey, if that's the case, then we've struck gold.

Not only did he find 60 pistols and a large quantity of bullets, but now there's even a radio?

That's great.

It'd be best if it was a portable radio.

If that's the case, there's no need to wait for someone else to deliver it.

Just send the captured radio to Jinling directly.

Let Xu Enzeng be disappointed.

Zhang Yong gave a sign and prepared to go up quietly.

He held a gun in his hand.

The map showed that Jiang Guohu didn't have a gun. There were no guns on the second floor either.

Since the other side doesn't have a gun, Zhang Yong is sure of himself.

The plan they just discussed is immediately overturned. He decides to confront Jiang Guohu directly.

Lao Bai also follows behind with a submachine gun. He is responsible for covering fire.

However, the wooden stairs stop the two men. They dare not go up.

As soon as they step on the wooden stairs, they will make noise immediately. Jiang Guohu upstairs will discover it immediately.

What should they do?

They can only wait.

They wait until Jiang Guohu has finished sending his telegram and comes back down.

The two men take up positions behind the staircase. They can hear the tapping of keys coming from the second floor.

One minute...

five minutes...

Finally, the tapping stops.

Then they hear the sound of a door sliding open. They assume that it is the hiding place for the radio.

They monitor Jiang Guohu's movements and decide that the radio is hidden in a wardrobe.

Soon afterwards, Jiang Guohu comes downstairs.

And then...

There is no then.

Lao Bai went up and shot him in the back with a submachine gun.

Zhang Yong stood behind him. He didn't show himself. He placed a black hood over Jiang Guohu's head.

'Don't move!'

Lao Bai shouted in Japanese. Zhang Yong didn't understand.

He quickly went up and tied Jiang Guohu's hands with a rope. Then he tied the other end to the stair railing.

It was done.

Jiang Guohu couldn't get free for the time being.

For a moment, Jiang Guohu, who was confused, did not put up much of a fight.

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to go upstairs. He followed the map. He quickly found a radio.

Sure enough, it was a relatively lightweight radio. It only had a power of 3W and only needed two batteries to work. The transmission distance was about 1,000 kilometres. However, for safety reasons, it was generally used for transmission within 500 kilometres.

In fact, 500 km in a straight line is already quite far. It can basically cover two provinces.

The straight-line distance from Hangzhou to Nanjing is actually only about 250 km.

From Hangzhou to Wuhan, it's just over 500 km.

Keep looking.

Found some scattered silver notes.

Carry the radio downstairs. Give it to Lao Bai. This trip was full of income.

Doesn't the underground party need radios?

Provide them in large quantities!

Unfortunately, he had no channel to sell the radios he had seized before.

Lao Bai put the radio away.

He would definitely not be polite about this.

What the underground party needed most right now was a radio. It was much more important than funding and other things.

'Who are you?' Jiang Guohu spoke.

He spoke in Chinese.

Zhang Yong remained silent. He let Lao Bai take charge of the conversation in Japanese.

'Baka!'

'The Empire of Japan needs your help.'

Lao Bai spoke.

As expected, he spoke very fluent Japanese.

Jiang Guohu was confused.

Who was it?

It wasn't until Lao Bai said he was from the Kuaiji Agency that he suddenly realised.

Damn it, the flood has washed away the Dragon King's temple.

Someone from another secret service agency has actually robbed him.

However, he couldn't reveal his identity.

But he also didn't want to be blackmailed.

He had just been extorted 50,000 silver taels by Zhang Yong, and now the Kuaiji Agency was here, where would he find that kind of cash?

If it had been Zhang Yong, it would have been fine. But the other party was from the Kuaijian Agency, and he resolutely refused.

Perhaps, deep down, he felt that the Kuaijian Agency was no big deal. We are all Japanese, who is better than the other?

Zhang Yong pursed his lips.

Lao Bai then snapped.

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to go up and give Jiang Guohu a good beating.

He couldn't make a sound. If he did, he would be recognised. But there was no problem with violence.

'Don't hit...'

'Stop it...'

Jiang Guohu was anxious and angry.

Baka!

These bastards from the Japanese secret agency, you just hit people randomly, right?

Baka!

He couldn't help but reveal his identity.

But in the end, he held back.

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

Zhang Yong buried his head and continued to hit.

Since this guy didn't say anything, he just kept on hitting.

'Baka!'

Finally, Jiang Guohu couldn't hold back anymore.

If he didn't reveal his identity, he would be killed. The other party was really ruthless.

They specifically targeted vital areas. They could kill someone in minutes.

He didn't want to die at his own hands.

'I'm Japanese!'

'Baka!'

'I'm in charge of deer work!'

'My boss is Consul General Muto! Baka!'

'You bunch of bastards!'

Jiang Guohu yelled angrily.

He had revealed all his cards.

There was no choice. If he didn't reveal his hand, he would be killed.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong didn't understand.

Lao Bai did. But he couldn't tell Zhang Yong. He had to write.

The result...

Jiang Guohu immediately realised that something was wrong.

Hagah!

He had fallen for it.

Almost instantly, he reacted.

'Zhang Yong!'

'It's you!'

he shouted, grinding his teeth.

Zhang Yong: ?

Huh?

You noticed that?

No. I didn't do anything! I didn't even say a word.

'Zhang Yong!'

'It's you!'

'I remember your breathing!'

'I remember your footsteps!'

'Damn it! I know it's you! Don't tell me you're afraid to reveal yourself?'

Jiang Guohu is anxious and angry.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay. You win. You really can recognise me like this.

Damn it. Just from the sound of my breathing and the sound of my footsteps, you were able to identify me. That's awesome.

You're a true professional!

I definitely couldn't have done that.

Well, since I've been exposed, I might as well be honest.

He reached out and removed the black hood.

Jiang Guohu's eyes were so furious they seemed to be spitting fire.

Yes, it was Zhang Yong!

But...

'Who is he?' He stared at Lao Bai.

'He really is from the Huaiji Organ. He works for Hirofumi Noguchi,' Zhang Yong said slowly.

'No way.'

'Believe what you want. Let's talk about the deer job.'

'No way!'

Jiang Guohu shut up tight.

A trap!

It was all a trap!

It was all Zhang Yong's trap.

The other party's goal was actually to force him to admit that he was a Japanese spy.

But, unfortunately, he really fell for it.

So, he now deeply regretted it.

Damn Zhang Yong!

He cursed the other party to choke on water a million times to death!

And he better choke on his breath too!

Baka!

'Boss Jiang, you have a bad attitude,' Zhang Yong said slowly.

'You won't find any evidence,' Jiang Guohu replied angrily.

'We just salvaged all the weapons from the well, so many submachine guns, so many bullets...'

'What?'

'I'm curious, what were you hiding all those weapons in the well for?'

'How would I know? I didn't hide them.'

'You're really trying to shift the blame! Don't tell me this house isn't yours?'

'Of course not. I was just passing by.'

'Passing by to send a telegram?'

'I don't know what you're talking about. What telegram?'

'Haha!'

Zhang Yong suddenly laughed.

This Jiang Guohu really is a piece of work!

If you want to catch him in the act, it's not going to be easy. But does Zhang Yong need evidence?

What a joke...

'I won't arrest you.'

'You have no evidence against me.'

'I don't think anyone else knows you're here...'

'What do you mean?'

Jiang suddenly realised that things were not going well.

The other party...

Damn it!

How careless!

While desperately denying his involvement, he had also sealed his own fate.

Yes. He had nothing to do with anything that happened in this house. Who would have thought that Jiang would end up dead here?

Who would have thought that he, Jiang Guohu, would quietly come here?

And then meet Zhang Yong?

Damn it!

He's completely digging his own grave!

For a moment, Jiang Guohu froze.

Damn it...

Zhang Yong clapped his hands and said with a smile, 'I'm sorry. I've wronged you.'

'What do you want?' Jiang Guohu was creeped out.

'Money.'

'What?'

'Money. Didn't you hear me? I'll say it again. Money.'

'You...'

Jiang Guohu's face turned pale.

Pay up?

Pay with his life?

He gritted his teeth.

He was not willing to pay. Especially not to this Zhang Yong. He hated the other man.

He had just arrived in Hangzhou and without saying a word, he had directly extorted 50,000 taels of silver from him. At the time, he had thought he could trick the other man, but who knew that an accident would happen.

Now, his identity has been revealed. He has decided to resist to the end. Not a penny will be paid.

'You're dreaming!' Jiang Guohu gritted his teeth.

'Understood,' Zhang Yong nodded. Then he began to untie the ropes.

'Where are you taking me?'

'There's a well behind.'

'You...help...'

Jiang Guohu suddenly shouted. He knew his life was in danger.

There was a well behind, he knew that.

He had also hidden weapons in the well.

It was a very secret place.

He had secretly gloated over it before.

He never imagined that

it would now become his own tomb.

He wanted to shout for help!

He hoped to survive!

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong had prepared for this. As soon as Jiang Guohu opened his mouth, he had already stuffed a rag into his mouth. Then he pressed it hard.

Don't scream.

First go and enjoy yourself in the well water.

Don't worry, it's winter, but the well water is still warm. You won't freeze to death.

Then, he used a rope to tie up Jiang Guohu's feet as well.

Together with Lao Bai, he dragged him to the well mouth. He tied him up again with a rope. Then he pushed him into the well.

'Plop!'

Jiang Guohu fell into the water magnificently.

Luckily, he landed on his feet. Slowly, he was pushed up by the well water. His head surfaced.

'Ooooh...'

'Ooooh...'

He struggled desperately in the well water.

When had he ever been tortured like this?

Unfortunately, it was useless. His hands and feet were tied. How could he break free?

Damn it...

'Boss Jiang, enjoy yourself.'

'Ooooh...'

'If you're lucky, maybe the sun goddess will come and save you.'

'Ooooh...'

Jiang Guohu floated up and down in the water.

Several times, he couldn't help but sink. Then he struggled to float back up.

Every time, he thought he was going to drown.

Every time, he was about to die, when the water in the well came up to his mouth. Then he breathed desperately.

'Ha ha!'

Zhang Yong stood at the well mouth and laughed triumphantly.

Not bad.

This well is really secret.

If it wasn't for Jiang Guohu's previous inspiration of hiding weapons, he would never have thought of it.

How simple.

How convenient.

And it doesn't violate the Geneva International Convention.

I didn't abuse him!

I invited him to take a bath, haha!

'Baka...'

Jiang Guohu's heart sank.

His hatred for Zhang Yong was deeper than the Pacific Ocean.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Whether he could save his own life was still an open question.

He had arrived in secret. No outsider knew of this place. Who would come to his rescue?

The Sun God had come, but no one knew where he was.

Ahhh...

Why?

Why was he so unlucky?

Why had he met Zhang Yong here? Why had he met him...

Ah, why?

He wants to confess.

Really.

He doesn't want to die.

'Clatter...'

'Clatter...'

He stirs the well water as hard as he can. He hopes to attract Zhang Yong's attention.

However, Zhang Yong has already left.

It's fine. He won't freeze to death. He'll check back in a few hours.

This place is very close to the Huaqiao Hotel, within a 450-metre radius. He can monitor the target's movements at any time.

What if he really freezes to death?

It's fine.

If he dies, he dies.

One more or less makes no difference.

What does it matter if he's working for the deer?

His current role is to catch the Japanese spy. He doesn't have to worry about anything else.

The deer work is just a side issue. It would be great if he could crack the case, but if not, so be it. How much can one person do?

"No interrogation?'

'Soak him first. When he's softened up, we'll talk.'

'He might drown.'

'He's a Japanese spy, so if he drowns, so be it.'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Let's go.

Back to the Huaqiao Hotel.

Sleep!

As a result, I was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone in the middle of the night.

I picked up the phone in a daze.

A somewhat unfamiliar, yet somewhat familiar voice came over the line,

'Captain Zhang, how have you been?'