Chapter 228

Damn it... Li Ya couldn't hold it back, and it was like a mountain flood bursting forth.

For a long while.

He felt his entire pant leg and the inside of his leather shoes were a sticky mess.

The stench was nearly suffocating.

Fortunately, he was in the car; if this had been on the street... Li Ya, who had always been fastidious, felt a trace of sour satisfaction on his face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He rolled down the car window, not daring to sit down.

Half-crouching, he drove the vehicle back home amidst the sticky sensation.

As soon as he entered the house.

His stomach churned and wreaked havoc in his mind again.

Li Ya hurriedly found the toilet.

Once he squatted down, he couldn't get back up, suffering from endless diarrhea.

Half an hour later, Li Ya's legs were cramping from squatting, but he still couldn't stop the urge.

Not only that.

He started to feel chills, tremors, and a fear of cold, his whole body aching and weak.

He immediately understood that he had been poisoned.

Mao Mao Wanli!

This despicable and shameless villain.

Li Ya bit his lip, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Just now while eating, Mao Mao Wanli only drank some tea and barely touched his chopsticks.

Thinking about it now, he clearly had poisoned the food.

This pair of uncle and nephew were notorious villains.

Taking advantage of the mission assigned by Jiang Jianfeng, he tricked out the secret passage to infiltrate the International Hotel, and fearing that Li Ya would change his mind at the last minute to steal the credit, he poisoned the pot.

So that Li Ya wouldn't be able to participate in the assassination mission tonight.

Li Ya was originally a member of the Military Statistics Bureau, later defecting to Jiang Jianfeng's Iron-Blooded Youth Corps.

When he was first promoted to Deputy Station Chief, Mao Mao Renfeng had been obstructing him all along.

Now he was already a Colonel.

If he were to perform another great service, it would be highly likely for him to be promoted to Major General; by then, what would be left for Mao Mao Wanli at the Jinhai Station?

Therefore, this villain struck first to gain the advantage.

Yes!

It must be like this.

Bastard!

Damn your eighteen generations of ancestors!

Li Ya knew he had been tricked.

This anger made him feel the world spinning, and his vision went black in bursts.

No, he had to get to the hospital immediately.

Otherwise, he would lose his life.

He couldn't care about washing off the excrement on his body, and he crawled and dragged himself with difficulty to the side of the bedroom bed, trembling as he picked up the phone:

"Hello, is this Director Ding?

"Send, send an ambulance to my house immediately, I'm dying.

"Hurry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt all his strength drained, and his vision went black as he fainted.

5:30 PM.

Wu Wu Jingzhong tidied up a bit, preparing to go home to hold his grandson.

Don't look at this little girl as a night-crier who makes a lot of noise.

Old Wu couldn't get enough of doting on her.

"Teacher, Captain Li has been admitted to the hospital," Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"Is it serious?" Wu Wu Jingzhong asked.

"Serious.

"I reckon he'll have to be on an IV drip for a few days.

"But don't worry, he won't die."

Hong Hong Zhiyou answered calmly.

"That's good.

"The Americans love to mess with these harmful and useless drugs.

"Take some time to visit him at the hospital; since you are colleagues, you should show some concern."

Wu Wu Jingzhong pointed and said.

As he spoke, he let out a sigh and said with emotion:

"An IV drip is good.

"Resting is better than him going out to kill and commit arson.

"Alright.

"I have to go.

"I'll leave the station affairs to you and Zecheng; I have to go back to hold Nini.

"Don't look at her as a night-crier, I miss her terribly after not seeing her for a day.

"You be careful, finish your work early.

"Sanmao hates you no less than he hates me."

Wu Wu Jingzhong smiled and gave a few instructions, then walked away with his hands behind his back.

Hong Hong Zhiyou saw him to the station entrance.

Under the tight escort of Xiao Xiao Guohua and others, Wu Wu Jingzhong's motorcade drove toward No. 1 Changde Road.

Back in the office.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number:

"It's me.

"There's a problem with last month's financial expenditures, come over here."

Soon, Sun Xing walked in.

"Secretary Hong." Ever since he was driven out of the action team by Li Ya, he had been promoted by Hong Hong Zhiyou to be a financial accountant.

"Sit.

"Eat something first."

Hong Hong Zhiyou took out some foreign candies, biscuits, and such from the drawer, handed him tea, and tossed him a cigarette.

"How is it, are you used to being an accountant?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Nothing to get used to.

"It's just that I have to be on edge, fearing I might make a calculation error.

"Deputy Station Chief Yu doesn't allow even a single decimal point to be wrong in finance, making the financial section staff spend all day just reconciling accounts," Sun Xing complained.

"Old Yu has that kind of temperament.

"You were a meritorious official in the Ma Kui affair; it's indeed a waste of your talent to make you an accountant."

Hong Hong Zhiyou didn't bring up the main business immediately and started chatting very thoughtfully.

"No.

"If it weren't for you, I reckon I would have been driven by Li Ya to watch the gate.

"Following that plague god Li Ya, I really had the worst luck in eight lifetimes."

Sun Xing laughed.

"Do you want to return to headquarters?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"No.

"I saw Ma Kui's end clearly.

"He was sent by Mao Mao Renfeng to be used as a gun, and if something went wrong, the first person Mao Mao Renfeng would silence would be him.

"It's best if he doesn't look for me; following him, I wouldn't even know when I'd die.

"Following you, I can at least sleep soundly every night."

Sun Xing puffed on his cigarette and smiled faintly.

"Are you familiar with Mao Mao Wanli?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Familiar.

"I used to follow him, and later Director Mao promoted me," Sun Xing said.

"He is currently lurking in Jinhai.

"You know why he came.

"The Jinhai Station has broken his method, and he is now at his wit's end; it's highly likely he will come to find you."

Hong Hong Zhiyou said.

"No, why would he find me?

"Secretary Hong, I swear I have absolutely no contact with him."

Sun Xing panicked upon hearing this.

He knew with his toes what Mao Mao Wanli came to Jinhai for.

Having stayed with these old slippery foxes at the Jinhai Station for a long time, he had also learned some things through osmosis.

Getting involved in this kind of matter, a small character like him would definitely be cannon fodder.

"Don't be nervous.

"I know you have no contact with him.

"But he was your former superior and represents Director Mao's will; if you don't respond, given the vengeful nature of the Mao uncle and nephew, they definitely won't let you go."

Hong Hong Zhiyou crossed his legs, held his cigarette, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said.

"That's true.

"These guys who won't go away, Secretary Hong, you have great wisdom, you must help me," Sun Xing frowned and requested.

"Do you trust me?" Hong Hong Zhiyou asked.

"Trust, of course I trust you," Sun Xing said.

This sentence came from the bottom of his heart.

Hong Hong Zhiyou never made things difficult for others, acted openly and honestly, and had the power of money; there wasn't a single person in the station who didn't admire him.

Just like when he turned against Ma Kui.

Hong Hong Zhiyou didn't skimp on the money.

And he handled things cleanly afterward.

"You can't hide from this hurdle.

"If you don't respond, according to the Confidential Bureau's family rules, they won't let you go.

"If you do respond, doing this errand will most likely lead to death."

"So we must come up with a compromise plan, how to ensure you don't die."

Hong Hong Zhiyou leaned back on the sofa and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Secretary Hong, please instruct me," Sun Xing said.

"You must take this job.

"But don't take action; as long as the two ladies are safe, I can get you out.

"It's just that this matter has a huge impact, and it will be difficult for you to retreat unscathed.

"By then, you might be captured by the US military and suffer cruel interrogation.

"The only thing I can do is to make sure they don't use electric torture, water torture, etc.

"Physical suffering is unavoidable.

"Because without torture, you won't be able to satisfy those interrogating you.

"The people who might interrogate you then include Jiang Jianfeng, the lady, Director Mao, and even Commander Chen.

"Remember, only bite Mao Mao Wanli.

"Just say that for the position of Jinhai Station Chief, he privately sent you to frame the Station Chief; don't mention a single extra word about others.

"Especially don't target the Chairman or Jiang Jianfeng.

"If they ask if anyone else instigated you, absolutely do not drag Director Mao into it.

"After you hold out, the rest will be simple.

"I will use my connections to have the local Jinhai judiciary handle you; you might have to spend a year or so in the Shuitun Prison, and I will make arrangements there.

"And I will arrange for people to disguise themselves as prisoners to protect you twenty-four hours a day.

"After you endure half a year, I will then use your illness as an excuse to guarantee you go to Xiangdao for treatment.

"I have a house there; if you don't mind, you can go over and be a steward for me; don't worry about women and money, it will definitely be a life above others."

Hong Hong Zhiyou held the cigarette in his mouth, his tone slow, trying to make him remember clearly.

"Must it be like this?" Sun Xing asked with a tight face.

"You don't have to do it this way.

"Improvise, just pretend you never saw me today."

Hong Hong Zhiyou smiled.

"If I go there, will they hunt me down?" Sun Xing asked.

"If you stay in Jinhai or go to Jingling, won't they hunt you down?

"You are also an old Military Statistics Bureau member.

"We can't control others; I can only say that if you go to Xiangdao, the Confidential Bureau's power there isn't strong, and Old Xie Ruo is a close friend of the Station Chief, so he will secretly tip you off.

"Furthermore, there are the Rong family and the elite of the Cao Gang there; you'll be safer there than in Jinhai.

"Think about it carefully."

Hong Hong Zhiyou extinguished the cigarette butt and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"If someone else said this, I definitely wouldn't believe it, but Secretary Hong, I believe you," Sun Xing said after a moment of contemplation, looking at him with firm eyes.

"Good, I'll go to Xiangdao.

"Anyway, my parents were long killed by the Japanese devils, I have no ties, and I've long wanted to go outside to see the world and live a life in the bustling world."

He laughed heartily.

"Go with peace of mind.

"As for your parents, during the Qingming and Cold Food festivals, I will entrust people to visit their graves and burn paper money.

"Prepare yourself, I reckon Niu Niu Xingui will come to find you soon.

"Also, if Mao Mao Wanli asks you what Captain Li is doing.

"Just say it straight, he has a stomachache and is hospitalized."

Hong Hong Zhiyou smiled and instructed.

"Thank you."

Sun Xing stood up and bowed deeply to Hong Hong Zhiyou.

Hong Hong Zhiyou nodded slightly.

Sun Xing returned to the finance office.

Before long, Niu Niu Xingui came strolling into the finance office.

He was almost numb.

He had just delivered a letter for Li Ya, and Mao Mao Wanli had entrusted a dark agent to pass a message again.

"Accountant Sun, not off work yet?" Niu Niu Xingui asked with a smile.

"No, is something the matter?"

Sun Xing asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Director Mao wants you to do a job," Niu Niu Xingui handed over a slip of paper.

Mao Mao Wanli wasn't stupid.

It was naturally best if he didn't have to give instructions face-to-face for this kind of thing.

By then, if Sun Xing were to be caught, a slip of paper wouldn't prove anything.

"Are you sick, damn it?

"Director Mao is far away in Jingling.

"Besides, I am now a person of the Jinhai Station, what job am I doing?"

Sun Xing's face darkened, and he crumpled it into a ball and smashed it onto Niu Niu Xingui's face.

"Just say whether you followed Director Mao before or not," Niu Niu Xingui said with a cheeky smile, not angry.

"So what if I did?" Sun Xing asked.

"Then Director Mao has an order, will you obey or not?" Niu Niu Xingui asked again.

"That goes without saying.

"But it depends on what the order is; if you ask me to kill Stalin or Truman, forget it," Sun Xing sneered.

"It won't come to that.

"I'm just a messenger, you should accept it."

Niu Niu Xingui handed the slip of paper over again.

"Get out, get out, get out.

"Are you sick in the head? What evidence do you have to prove this is Director Mao's order?

"Also, Director Mao is far away in Jingling.

"If there's an order, it can be conveyed to me through the Station Chief's consultation.

"Is it necessary to let a dog like you pass the message?

"Using me as a tool.

"When I was hanging out with Director Mao, you were still playing with mud, damn it.

"Get out quickly, or I'll slap you with my big ears."

Sun Xing cursed fiercely.

"Hi, you person... fine, fine, I'll get out, okay?"

Seeing Sun Xing raise his hand to hit him, Niu Niu Xingui could only leave in a dejected manner.

After leaving the station, he went to make a phone call again:

"Hello, I gave him the thing.

"But he doesn't believe it; we are all old Military Statistics Bureau members, let alone him not believing it, if it were me, I wouldn't dare believe it either with just a slip of paper.

"Yes, you left a mark on it.

"The problem is he doesn't look at it at all.

"You should at least call him yourself.

"This kid is impervious to reason, I'm really at my wit's end.

"Or else, think of a way yourself."

Niu Niu Xingui complained.

"Alright."

A moment later, he came to the finance office again, dejected.

Sun Xing was about to get off work.

Niu Niu Xingui learned to be smart this time and spread the paper out directly in front of him:

"Accountant Sun, there are many eyes and ears in the station, let's not pull at each other, look for yourself, is this Director Mao's handwriting?

"If it is, then obediently follow the instructions."

Sun Xing leaned in and took a look, then frowned and sneered: "It does look like it, but handwriting can be imitated.

"If you were really sent by Director Mao, easy, take me to see him."

"You..." Niu Niu Xingui was numb.

"Wait a moment, I'll go make a phone call.

"The phones in the station are monitored, I have to go outside to call," he said in distress.

"No need.

"The finance office was managed by Secretary Hong before, the monitoring inside has long been removed.

"Just use my desk phone."

Sun Xing called out to him.

Niu Niu Xingui didn't think it was very secure, but thinking about how many times he had run back and forth, he was really exhausted, so he was happy to agree.

Soon he connected to Mao Mao Wanli's desk phone.

"Talk to Director Mao yourself," he handed the receiver to Sun Xing.

"I am Sun Xing.

"Director Mao.

"You, you finally remembered your subordinate," Sun Xing said, slightly excited.

After Mao Mao Wanli arranged the mission.

He answered righteously: "Yes, yes.

"Are you sure it's to seriously injure Lin Tai, or to take his life?"

Sun Xing asked, pretending not to understand.

"Alright.

"Assassinate Lin Tai!

"The subordinate will definitely complete the mission, assassinate Lin Tai, and not disgrace Director Mao's trust!"

Sun Xing answered righteously.

Hanging up the phone, he laughed: "Old Niu, don't spread today's matter outside, otherwise you know the consequences."

"Know, know.

"After you finish this job, we will return to Jingling with Director Mao together, and I hope for your care in the future, little brother."

Niu Niu Xingui said.

"Easy to say."

"You go, I still have many preparations to make, so I won't keep you."

Sun Xing instructed.

"Alright, you get busy, waiting for your good news," Niu Niu Xingui walked out, shrugging his shoulders.

Monitoring room.

Yu Zecheng put down his headphones and saved the recording sample.

Then, he stood up, opened the door, and instructed Xiao Xiao Guohua outside:

"Section Chief Xiao, immediately arrest Niu Niu Xingui and deal with him according to family rules."

"Understood."

Xiao Xiao Guohua took the order and left.

Yu Zecheng turned back to the monitoring room and gathered evidence professionally.

Niu Niu Xingui must disappear.

The power Mao Mao Wanli could mobilize in Jinhai was limited.

Even if he were suspicious of the address dialed, he had no time or authority to investigate.

He could only bite the bullet and let Sun Xing carry out this errand.

The prerequisite was that Niu Niu Xingui must shut up forever.

He couldn't be found by Mao Mao Wanli.

Otherwise, he might call off the plan at any time, thereby destroying Hong Hong Zhiyou's layout.

Evening.

The lady held a party in the hotel lobby as scheduled.

In addition to democratic figures and military and political dignitaries from the Ping-Jin-Ji regions, there were also journalists, students, and industrial and commercial representatives from Jinhai.

Mao Mao Wanli wasn't completely without ideas.

He had people pretend to be journalists and installed modified pistols in their cameras, attempting to sneak into the venue to complete the assassination.

However.

Hong Hong Zhiyou's security was too annoying.

This guy had the Americans use some advanced inspection equipment, and anyone who entered with any metal items, including canes and cameras, had to be carefully inspected in the security room first.

Soon.

The two agents arranged by Mao Mao Wanli were ferreted out and taken to the US military base.

Hotel.

Mao Mao Wanli paced uneasily in the room.

Immediately, he walked to the table, picked up the desk phone receiver, and just as he was about to dial the number, he put it down again.

Since Qin Bin was caught, the calls to Big Brother and Mao Sen couldn't get through.

Mao Mao Wanli knew.

They were cutting ties with him.

Right now, unless he could assassinate Lin Tai, he was just a discarded pawn.

Thinking of this, he hammered his fist on the table, feeling a sense of frustration and anger at being betrayed by Big Brother.

"Director."

Soon, a subordinate walked in quickly.

"How is it, did the photographer journalist sneak in?" he asked with a look of expectation.

The subordinate shook his head.

The atmosphere was silent for two seconds, and he continued:

"The US military used a new type of monitoring instrument that can detect metal components; the journalist's camera, as well as the knives and pistols hidden in the backpacks and canes of the two people, were all turned out.

"The people were taken away by the Americans on the spot.

"They are probably being tortured by now."

The subordinate looked dejected and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Damn it!

"Heaven doesn't help me.

"This damn Wu Wu Jingzhong, what exactly does his dog son-in-law want to do?

"These are the instructions of the Chairman and Jiang Jianfeng, do they want to rebel and disobey orders?" Mao Mao Wanli, whose mentality was near collapse, patted the table and roared.

He was now full of resentment.

Toward the Chairman, toward the Bureau Chief.

Logically speaking, this kind of matter should have the Jinhai Station fully cooperating with him.

Now it's good.

He prided himself on being a sharp sword of the old Military Statistics Bureau, the successor of Boss Dai, but as a result, he used all his tricks and couldn't even see Lin Tai's face.

"Director, wait for Sun Xing's news," the confidant said.

"That's all we can do.

"May Sun Xing be able to fulfill the Chairman's wish and successfully complete this mission.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to retreat unscathed."

Mao Mao Wanli sighed heavily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of dog barking in the alley, and the noisy military boots made the whole old alley buzz.

Mao Mao Wanli poked his head out to look.

He saw hundreds of fully armed US soldiers guarding everywhere.

One of the teams was heading straight for the building.

"Director, not good, the US military is here," the subordinate drew his sidearm immediately.

"What are you panicking about?

"These are Americans, if you open fire, they will kill you without hesitation.

"Can't I, a dignified Colonel of the Confidential Bureau, be afraid of them?

"Let's see what kind of tricks they want to play."

Mao Mao Wanli wasn't so angry that he lost his mind, so he hurriedly ordered his subordinate to put away the gun.

(End of chapter)