Chapter 105: Don't Even Think About Escaping Mount Wuzhi

"Heh, Hong Zhiyou is truly worthy of being called the Quick Blade."

"He handles things with such efficiency."

Wu Jingzhong sighed in his heart, frowned, and asked:

"Where did this come from?"

"I don't know. Just like last time, someone left it anonymously in our contact mailbox."

"Cao Yong has ties to the people in the Dangtong Bureau."

"This person was personally recruited by Ma Kui and is highly valued."

Lu Qiao Shan pointed at the photo and sneered.

"Eating inside and out."

"Ma Kui, Tang Wu, Cao Yong—they are all in the same boat," Wu Jingzhong sneered.

"Station Chief, the evidence is conclusive. Shall we arrest them?"

Lu Qiao Shan was already impatient.

"No."

"Regarding the previous matter with Tang Wu, I already called Director Dai."

"Mao Renfeng thinks very highly of Ma Kui."

"The Boss said that without ironclad proof, we must not tear our faces with Director Mao."

"The Boss wants to leave, and he is still counting on Mao Renfeng to hold this operation together so it doesn't fall into the hands of Zheng Jiemin and his lot."

"Based on just these two photos, it lacks persuasiveness."

Wu Jingzhong shook his head.

"Alright then," Lu Qiao Shan said, somewhat disappointed.

"No rush. Ma Kui is brave but lacks strategy; he will stumble sooner or later."

"For now, we still need him to deal with the military mediation representatives."

"Let's use him for the time being."

Wu Jingzhong instructed.

"Understood." Lu Qiao Shan nodded and retreated.

Hong Zhiyou brewed tea for the Station Chief.

He returned to the reception desk outside to stand guard.

Old Wu was actually quite good to his "son-in-law," specifically having someone swap his chair for a cushioned one, which was much more comfortable to sit in.

"Secretary Hong, you're not busy, are you?"

Yu Zecheng stood a few meters away and waved at him.

Secretary Hong entered the office.

"Liu Ping from the People's Daily has been arrested."

"Her father came to beg me last night."

Yu Zecheng served tea and said in a low voice.

"What does that have to do with me? You're the living Bodhisattva, not me."

Hong Zhiyou crossed his legs, showing no interest.

"The People's Daily is relatively progressive."

"It was Huang Zhong who pointed Old Liu to come and beg us..."

Before Yu Zecheng could finish, Hong Zhiyou interrupted: "He's begging you, not me."

"Yes."

"I don't have a good relationship with Ma Kui; we have a blood feud over the matter with Shopkeeper Qiu."

"Brother, you are familiar with him. Could you go and put in a word?"

"Really, she's just a reporter, she has no issues at all."

"I heard she was arrested just because she retorted to Captain Ma at the conference."

"This is for you."

Yu Zecheng took out a small gold bar.

"You really are a kind person, helping everyone," Hong Zhiyou said, weighing it in his hand with a sigh.

"The progressive ones, the patriotic ones."

"I am willing to help them all."

Yu Zecheng gave a low laugh.

"Fine."

"I'll go talk to the Station Chief. Whether she can be saved depends on fate."

Hong Zhiyou rose lazily and gladly accepted the gold bar.

He arrived at the Station Chief's office.

Wu Jingzhong was stretching his muscles. Seeing Hong Zhiyou, he sighed:

"Ruirui has gone to America."

"I heard you have a good relationship with the Zhi Gong lineage; make a call and ask them to look after her."

"Isn't there a Station Chief Xiao over there in America?" Hong Zhiyou asked.

"That won't do."

"There are too many gangs in the American territory; it's too chaotic."

"The people Du Xinwu knows are more useful than Xiao Bo and his lot," Wu Jingzhong said.

"Teacher, to tell you the truth, I already entrusted Old Zhai to call Mr. Situ early this morning."

"They can ensure Ruirui's safety."

Hong Zhiyou said with a smile.

"Hmm, that's more like it. It makes the girl's feelings for you worthwhile," Wu Jingzhong nodded.

"Teacher."

"Captain Ma arrested a reporter from the People's Daily last night and has been interrogating her all night," Hong Zhiyou brought up the real matter.

"Preposterous!"

"That dog is using a chicken feather as a token of authority; he really didn't report the arrest."

Wu Jingzhong was furious.

"I heard it was because of a verbal friction with Captain Ma during the press conference."

"Ma Kui had Li Ping arrest her."

"Station Chief, Captain Ma specifically requested to have Li Ping transferred away."

"He knows quite a lot from when he followed Section Chief Liu."

Hong Zhiyou said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry about Li Ping's matter for now."

"You go and release the person first."

"The military mediation representatives haven't left yet; we can't let this blow up."

"Remember, tell her to keep her mouth shut."

"Otherwise, I will wipe out her entire family."

Wu Jingzhong ordered.

"Very well, Station Chief."

Hong Zhiyou received the order and went straight to the interrogation room.

Such a fine young woman, beaten until she was no longer human.

It was completely inhumane.

"Old Wu, the Station Chief has ordered to release her. Find a car and take her to the Army Hospital."

Hong Zhiyou instructed.

"Understood."

Old Wu unlocked the chains and released Liu Ping.

"Miss, in Jinhai, you cannot speak carelessly."

"Speaking carelessly gets people killed."

"If you dare to wag your tongue when you go back, I'll kill your whole family."

Hong Zhiyou patted her face and warned her sternly.

He admired these progressive youths.

They were the shouters and the fearless ones of this era.

Perhaps this was what struggle was.

Cruel, yet full of charm.

Shuitun Prison.

Liao Sanmin untied Lin Tian's shackles and asked with a smile:

"Brother Lin, you wouldn't run off, would you?"

The bearded Lin Tian sneered:

"What do you take me for?

"If I ran, wouldn't I be harming my two benefactors?

"Without them, I would have been shot in Baoding."

"As long as you know that," Liao Sanmin nodded.

"Are your hands still nimble?" Yu Zecheng asked.

"I've been eating and drinking well every day, I haven't lost my touch," Lin Tian nodded.

"Do you want a gun, or this?"

Hong Zhiyou handed him a knife.

"This will do," Lin Tian flicked his finger across the blade and put it away.

The two of them took him directly to the station.

He washed up and changed into a student uniform and cap.

The Police Station.

Over a hundred students blocked the entrance, pushing and confronting the police in a state of high agitation.

"Be quick about it."

Yu Zecheng parked the car at the entrance of an empty alley and ordered coldly.

"Don't worry."

Lin Tian raised his eyebrows with a smile and got out of the car.

With his beard shaved off, this descendant of a master thief looked quite fresh and handsome.

He was not very old.

Only seventeen or eighteen.

Soon.

Protected by a group of heavily armed police, Tian Jun walked out.

This Young Master Tian was still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair combed meticulously.

Clearly, Mobile Corps Commander Tian had pulled many strings; he had been living quite well during these days in the station.

Tian Jun looked at the students below, a trace of contempt and disdain appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Just yesterday, when his mother visited him in jail, she had said so.

She had already pulled strings, and he would be released without charge today.

Sure enough, they were letting him go today.

"Heh, it's good to have money and power.

"If you dare to disobey me, so what if I play you to death?

"What can you do to a single hair on my head?"

Tian Jun spat at the agitated students and walked toward a car on the side under the escort of guards.

"Tian Jun, you are devoid of conscience.

"The police station is shielding a murderer; where is justice, where is the dignity of the law?

"That's right, today we must make him pay in blood and give the deceased an explanation."

Lin Tian squeezed into the crowd and shouted with his arms raised.

The students immediately fell into chaos, pushing and shoving with the police.

"Young Master Tian, quick, get in the car."

The guards fired a few shots into the air and hurried Tian Jun away.

"Don't be afraid, they don't dare to shoot.

"Grab Tian Jun."

Seeing that the students were about to be suppressed, Lin Tian shouted again.

"Grab him."

No one knew who rushed forward first, but they surrounded the car directly.

"Chief, the students are quite agitated.

"Section Chief Meng and the others can barely control them.

"Should we open fire?"

At the second-floor window, the police secretary reported quickly.

Li Hanyuan held a cigarette in his mouth and watched all this coldly:

"Open fire?

"The Military Mediation representatives, the Americans, the Soviet representatives, and all the newspapers are here.

"If you open fire, that would be a sky-shattering incident.

"Will you be the one to take the blame then?"

"This?" The secretary was stunned.

"Tell them to hold their ground.

"If they really can't hold on, retreat back into the station first," Li Hanyuan said indifferently.

He was truly annoyed with this Tian Jun.

Public order in Jinhai had been poor lately, and this idiot had to stir up such a scene, making Jinhai notorious.

Li Shizhen had personally called and scolded him severely.

Furthermore, Director Peng and Mobile Corps Commander Tian were both putting pressure on him.

He couldn't afford to offend either side.

However, it was too late.

The students had already surrounded Tian Jun and were brawling with the guarding police.

Because they couldn't open fire.

And the police didn't dare to use excessive force, they soon fell into a disadvantage.

"You bunch of trash, open fire, hold them back!"

Tian Jun panicked and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Just at this moment.

Several hands grabbed his suit and hair, tangling together.

Lin Tian knew the opportunity had come.

He nimbly squeezed to the front.

Aiming at the heart of the struggling Tian Jun, he stabbed in with a steady, precise, and ruthless strike.

His knife skills, practiced bitterly since childhood, were full of force.

It pierced directly through Tian Jun's heart, burying the blade to the hilt.

The strike succeeded.

No need to confirm.

His figure was like a swimming fish, weaving through the crowd, and he quickly squeezed out.

Students and police were still entangled and brawling.

Then they saw Tian Jun fall straight down, a large pool of blood gushing from his chest.

"Young Master Tian, Young Master Tian!"

The Tian family butler screamed.

"Murder, murder!"

The students fled in a swarm.

Beep beep!

The police blew their whistles frantically.

Inside the car.

Yu Zecheng and Hong Zhiyou witnessed everything.

"This kid is truly agile," Yu Zecheng laughed.

"How else could he be a disciple of Swallow Li San?

"Old Yu, the female reporter you asked me to rescue has already been arranged to go to the hospital.

"I still have to go to the club.

"By the way, the smoked pigeons at Tongfu Teahouse are good; buy me a few when you pass by later.

"Put my sister-in-law's on my tab."

Hong Zhiyou smiled, took a few silver dollars out of his pocket, and stuffed them into Yu Zecheng's hand.

"Their smoked pigeons aren't easy to order.

"I doubt you can buy them at this hour," Yu Zecheng said.

"Don't worry."

"I've already greeted them in advance; just say it was ordered by me."

After Hong Zhiyou finished giving his instructions, he stood up and left.

It was a rare half-day of leisure.

He went to the home of Mu Liancheng.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mu Liancheng directing people to move crates.

"Boss Mu, moving things again?" Hong Zhiyou greeted him with a smile.

"Can't help it.

"There are too many guests at home; whoever comes has to take something away.

"I'm already spending more than I'm earning."

"I plan to sell some old, worthless things, otherwise I won't even be able to afford a meal."

Mu Liancheng gave a bitter laugh and brushed it off.

"Alright, carry on with your moving." Hong Zhiyou walked in with a smile.

Let them move.

No matter where they move it to, it's all Laozi's property.

"Zhiyou."

Seeing him, Wanqiu pounced over like a sprite.

"You cried last night, didn't you?" Hong Zhiyou asked with affection.

"I didn't cry.

"I can understand the look in your eyes.

"Being your woman, I have that awareness.

"You are also helpless in this situation."

Wanqiu shook her head gently.

"Such a good girl.

"Let me reward my treasure first."

Hong Zhiyou carried her upstairs, threw her onto the bed, and pressed down on her.

"Wu Ruirui left?" After it was over, Wanqiu asked, unable to believe it.

"She left.

"However, Wu Jingzhong might make a move against you after the military mediation ends," Hong Zhiyou said.

"I... I'm not afraid," Wanqiu trembled all over and gritted her teeth.

"Mm.

"After the military mediation ends, the Generalissimo will fly to Shenyang to personally supervise General Xiong in preparing for battle.

"Madame Jiang will stay in Jinhai.

"That will be your chance to turn things around."

Hong Zhiyou said.

"However, you must be prepared at all times.

"Do you have any allergies to medicine or food?

"There is a leprosy outbreak in the city right now; if necessary, we can use this as an excuse, and I will have the Army Hospital transfer you.

"The higher-ups take leprosy very seriously.

"Once discovered, it must go through the reporting procedure, which can buy us some time."

He paused, taking precautions.

"I do.

"I am allergic to plastic-based items.

"I had an incident before; my whole body broke out in red spots, it itched, I couldn't breathe, and I almost died."

Wanqiu said.

"Good.

"Stay in the bedroom as much as possible these days, and notify me immediately if anything happens.

"Also, if the phone rings three times and then hangs up.

"That means it's a life-or-death situation; you must immediately pretend to have leprosy according to the method I told you, do you remember?"

Hong Zhiyou held her, biting her ear as he solemnly instructed her.

"I remember.

"Zhiyou, I love you."

Wanqiu was as passionate and sincere as ever.

"Let me serve you some more.

"Other than this, I really don't know how else to be good to you."

She held Hong Zhiyou's face, unable to get enough of him.

As she spoke, she slowly moved downward.

"There's no time.

"There's a lot going on at the station lately, and I can't be out for too long.

"Otherwise, if I'm rolling in the sheets with you right after Miss Wu leaves, the Station Chief will lose his mind."

Hong Zhiyou grabbed her hair and pulled her back up.

"Alright then."

Wanqiu pouted, feeling a bit regretful.

"I'm off."

Hong Zhiyou put on his clothes.

"By the way, I asked you to buy the same perfume as Mrs. Kang; did you buy it?" he asked.

"I did.

"The scent is too heavy, I don't like it," Wanqiu said.

"That's not for you to use.

"Give it here."

Hong Zhiyou ordered.

Wanqiu took it out of the drawer, and Hong Zhiyou sprayed it all over his body.

"Why are you spraying women's perfume?" Wanqiu was puzzled.

"Stupid.

"I didn't sleep with you today; I went to the club to work overtime, understand?

"Don't underestimate Wu Jingzhong.

"His nose is sharper than a dog's."

After Hong Zhiyou finished speaking, he kissed her, then walked downstairs with weak legs.

When going down the stairs, his legs gave out, and he almost fell.

Sigh.

Lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bone.

The ancients did not deceive me.

Last night, Ruirui tried to drain him for all he was worth.

Today, Wanqiu was not to be outdone.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

He reached the bottom floor.

Mu Liancheng was chatting with Keiko.

"Mr. Hong." Keiko lightly covered the white skin squeezed by her bodice and bowed in greeting.

"What is this, Madam?"

Hong Zhiyou looked at the several crates placed on the table.

"I heard that many people have recently shed their labels as traitors.

"This is a small gift we are giving to Mr. Wu and you; please, we ask for your help to resolve our worries."

Keiko's Chinese was becoming more and more fluent.

"Give the goods to the Station Chief.

"I only want US dollars and gold bars," Hong Zhiyou said.

"We have them."

Keiko took out a tray.

Ten thousand US dollars.

Five large gold bars.

Three rolls of silver dollars.

"A sensible person."

"Wait for my good news." Hong Zhiyou readily agreed.

"Mr. Hong.

"For the sake of Wanqiu, I beg you." Keiko bowed gracefully once more.

Damn it.

If you dare to dress like that, don't try to cover it with your hands.

Utterly pointless.

Hong Zhiyou had people load the items onto the car and went straight to No. 1 Changde Road.

"Keiko.

"Those are all treasures I have collected.

"The ship and the cargo are all arranged; we can leave tonight using the Americans' ship.

"You..."

Mu Liancheng felt such a heartache he was almost crying.

"Your ancestors had a strategy: build the wooden walkways in the open, but march to Chencang in secret.

"Only by keeping Wu Jingzhong steady do we have a chance.

"This Secretary Hong has been eyeing you for a long time.

"Once Wu Jingzhong makes a move, all our efforts will be in vain."

Keiko took his hand and smiled softly.

"Understood.

"If you aren't willing to sacrifice the child, how can you trap the wolf that is Wu Jingzhong?

"Madam, it really has to be you."

Mu Liancheng understood, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sighed.

A triumphant, cold sneer appeared at the corner of Keiko's mouth.

Orientals are nothing more than this.

The villa at No. 1 Changde Road.

Several old appraisers put on their glasses, stared for a long time, and were full of amazed praise.

The old goods Mu Liancheng sent were all rare items.

Sister Mei was so excited she almost hugged Hong Zhiyou to give him a kiss, and on the spot, she rewarded him with another three thousand US dollars.

Leaving the villa.

Hong Zhiyou's expression turned solemn; he got out of the car, walked to a public phone booth, and dialed Anderson's number:

"Mu Liancheng is going to run away tonight.

"Execute the plan immediately."

Immediately after, he notified Long Er.

Little wench, playing this game with him.

Talking about taking off hats and doing it for Wanqiu's sake.

This "defection" ploy is indeed clever, but in the eyes of "God," it only makes their acting look more clumsy.

Thinking of escaping Mount Wuzhi—not a chance.

However, this is an excellent opportunity to paralyze Wu Jingzhong.

Yu Zecheng got out of the car and walked into the Tongfu Teahouse.

"Boss, ten smoked pigeons.

"Ordered by Secretary Hong."

He walked to the counter and called out.

"You must be Section Chief Yu?" The boss's surname was Hu.

Boss Hu hurriedly came to greet him:

"Section Chief Yu, could we step aside to talk?"

"I'd rather not." Yu Zecheng was very vigilant.

"The pigeons will be ready soon.

"Have a cup of tea, for the sake of Secretary Hong." Boss Hu invited him again.

"Fine."

Yu Zecheng sensed something was up.

He entered the private room upstairs.

"Section Chief Yu, my family's matter is all in your hands." As soon as Boss Hu closed the door, he cupped his hands in a bow.

"When I came, Secretary Hong didn't explain it clearly.

"Tell me more carefully."

Yu Zecheng's expression was serious and cold.

Boss Hu explained how Lu Qiaoshan's subordinates were eating without paying.

Yu Zecheng was shocked.

As an old hand, he naturally understood that Hong Zhiyou was giving him a hint.

Lu Qiaoshan had a plan here.

"Boss, rest assured, Section Chief Lu won't be short of your money.

"I know old Lu.

"He treats his reputation like his life.

"If he knew you considered him a deadbeat and asked me and Secretary Hong to come save the situation, at best he'd smash your shop, and at worst he'd find someone to shoot you in the back.

"Do you understand?"

Yu Zecheng reminded him with a straight face.

"Understood.

"They say one would rather lose their life than their wealth, but at the rate they are eating, my small business will go bankrupt." Boss Hu said with a helpless face.

"Isn't it just a few meals' worth of money?"

Yu Zecheng took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of US banknotes, and slapped them on the table.

"Enough to cover a year, right?" he asked.

"Enough, enough for three years even." Boss Hu was overjoyed.

"Remember, this matter must absolutely not be spread.

"If old Lu gives you meal money, accept it as usual.

"If he doesn't give it, don't make a sound, just let them eat.

"As a brother, I still have to maintain this bit of face for Section Chief Lu, understand?"

Yu Zecheng gave him a thorough briefing.

"Got it.

"Thank you, Section Chief Yu." Boss Hu was incredibly grateful.

Yu Zecheng went downstairs.

After Boss Hu pointed them out and identified those who were eating.

He quickly locked onto the target.

Soon, he tracked them to the back street of the Shangquan Society, where he saw two people slip into a cargo truck.

After a glance, Yu Zecheng quickly took a detour and left.

His intuition told him.

This must be part of the secret between Lu Qiaoshan and the Station Chief.

Returning to the station.

He ran into Ma Kui leading a team of men in a hurry to go out.

When they crossed paths.

Ma Kui even sneered at him.

This made Yu Zecheng feel even more that something was wrong.

He went to see Lu Qiaoshan, wanting to pry something out.

As it turned out, old Lu played dumb, and he didn't get any solid information.

Clearly, old Lu, Ma Kui, and the Station Chief were jointly executing some secret operation.

A foreboding premonition instantly filled his heart.

Today's ten-thousand-word update is finished. The kids were noisy and my train of thought was a bit stuck, so the update is late. Thank you all, good night, see you tomorrow.

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