Chapter 126: Night Kill: Liu Jianming

No wonder Gao Liu Xiuji is worried.

This sentence in the envelope is utterly vicious.

Really letting Tengyuan old devil see this letter, I'm afraid his nose will twist from anger.

Chen Yongren opened the envelope and took out the letter.

The gist is that Yu Gong Heren is painting a pie for Gao Liu Xiuji, telling him that if he defects to him, he guarantees a limitless future—whether power or wealth, he will give you.

It all boils down to one core point.

He who knows the times is a true talent.

Those little devils are the same everywhere—overthrowing superiors is tradition.

After reading the letter, Chen Yongren casually stored it in the system warehouse.

Such a treasure will surely be useful later; it must be kept safe.

Afterwards, Chen Yongren took out the radio again and reported the situation to Boss Dai as usual.

Boss Dai sent the camera, film, and even the developing equipment to Songhu, which saved Chen Yongren a lot of worry.

After putting away the radio, Chen Yongren disguised himself, changing into black clothes and putting on the common street textile gloves.

After confirming Hua Lei was asleep, Chen Yongren quietly came to the outside of the courtyard.

But he didn't go through the gate; instead, he went to a spot by the wall.

He bent his knees and leapt, his body agile like a cat, climbed onto the wall, flipped into the alley, and hurried toward the alley mouth, his silhouette vanishing into the night.

……

At this moment, Yu Gong Heren swayed lightly, beating time, appreciating the dance of the few geishas before him.

Prince Qichuan Gong's visit to the Special Higher Division outside Songhu this time, aside from helping himself raise his status within the Agency, also brought a new piece of information.

According to intelligence from an agent embedded in the Red Party, the Red Party is setting up its own intelligence network in Songhu and beginning to plant personnel in government departments.

Unfortunately, that embedded agent only knows this matter and hasn't obtained a detailed personnel list.

But knowing this allows one to prepare in advance.

By then, as long as he leads the Independent Action Squad to earn a few more merits, Tengyuan Jintai's position as Agency Director will become even harder to hold.

Yu Gong Heren's eyes widened as he watched a geisha gradually approach him; unable to resist, he reached out and pulled her into his embrace.

"Please don't…" the geisha wanted to refuse but was shy; although she said no with her mouth, her body was quite honest.

The remaining geishas, seeing this, showed no reaction and continued dancing, as if they were already used to such scenes.

"You all come too." Yu Gong Heren felt one wasn't enough, and he crooked his finger at the remaining geishas.

The remaining geishas instantly showed humble smiles, dancing while drawing closer to Yu Gong Heren.

As soon as they drew near, Yu Gong Heren could no longer restrain himself and gathered them all into his arms.

Feeling the soft touch of the women in his embrace, Yu Gong Heren wore a lecherous grin, about to take the next step, when an untimely knocking sounded at the door.

"Bang bang bang~"

Hearing the sound, the geishas immediately stopped and turned toward the door.

The knocking continued.

"Damn it." Yu Gong Heren cursed angrily, shouting, "Come in!"

Immediately, he sat on the tatami mat, kneading the geisha in his arms to vent his desire.

Even though Yu Gong Heren's actions could be described as rough, they still submitted to his ravishment.

Damn bastard, daring to mess with my fun at this time.

If what comes next isn't that important, I'll definitely give that guy a harsh lesson.

The door was pushed open.

Shichuan Yingnan strode in, clutching a folder in his arms.

"Major, I've already looked into Chen Yongren's situation!" Shichuan Yingnan said, eyeing the several flowery and graceful geishas before him, their expansive snowy whiteness vivid before his eyes.

"What Chen Yongren?" Yu Gong Heren buried his face in a geisha's neck and inhaled deeply.

"It's the constable who came into the Agency this afternoon!" Shichuan Yingnan hurriedly said.

Only then did Yu Gong Heren recall who it was; he reached out, took the folder, examined it seriously, and couldn't help laughing.

Besides Chen Yongren's personal information, the folder noted how he met Tengyuan Jintai and the merits he earned at the constabulary.

No wonder he was let into the Agency—turns out Chen Yongren had saved Tengyuan Jintai's wife.

Thinking of Tengyuan Linnai, Yu Gong Heren flashed a greedy look.

This woman almost became mine!

Seeing Chen Yongren disregard his own safety, rushing to the front to capture an anti-Japanese element, and shooting the anti-Japanese element dead with crisp efficiency, his eyes lit up.

No wonder the name Chen Yongren felt familiar—this guy is none other than the Iron‑blooded Sheriff previously featured in the newspaper.

After looking over Chen Yongren's file, Yu Gong Heren's smile became impossible to suppress.

Chen Yongren's abilities are quite good, and he has always wanted to serve the Locust Army.

But judging from the available data, Tengyuan Jintai, constrained by Chen Yongren's status, dared not reuse him, giving him only the post of Deputy Sheriff.

Tengyuan Jintai suddenly summoned Chen Yongren to the Agency—what does he want him to do?

Surely nothing good.

Perhaps he intends to send him to his death.

"Keep observing this guy!" Yu Gong Heren tossed the folder onto the table and waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes!" Shichuan Yingnan glanced again at the geisha, suppressing his inner heat, and withdrew from the room.

……

Chen Yongren had already arrived at the gate of a small courtyard.

This is Liu Jianming's residence; having constantly eavesdropped on his thoughts, Chen Yongren naturally knows where he lives.

But compared to Chen Yongren's residence, this small courtyard is a bit smaller, only enough for one household.

Chen Yongren did not pry open the gate, but instead climbed over the wall into the courtyard.

He then walked toward the room directly facing the gate.

Because he had Insight active, he also heard no thoughts; Liu Jianming must already be asleep.

Chen Yongren walked to the room door and gently pulled the gate shut.

As expected, a wooden bolt was lodged inside, making it impossible to open from outside.

Chen Yongren also didn't rush; he reached into his pocket, took out a sheet of paper, folded it back and forth a few times, slipped it into the door gap, and with a light lift, the door immediately loosened a bit.

But Chen Yongren did not rush to enter; instead, he patiently squatted at the doorway, with Insight active, listening to the surrounding movements.

After about a minute, confirming he hadn't disturbed Liu Jianming, Chen Yongren then gently opened the door and immediately lowered his head to check the ground.

Sure enough, he found something!

This bastard hadn't set a trap on the door; instead, he had placed it underfoot, at the entry point, pulling out a thin rope.

The rope was pulled tight, with a few small bells hanging on it; any carelessness would trigger the mechanism.

Presumably Liu Jianming also worried that installing a mechanism on the door would be inconvenient, so he chose this easily overlooked spot underfoot.

After confirming there was only this mechanism, Chen Yongren stepped over it, tiptoed into the house, and then carefully closed the door.

Using the outside moonlight, he surveyed the interior furnishings.

A table, two stools, and a cabinet; in the left corner of the wall stood a rice bin.

Looking to the right, there was another room without a door, only a hanging door curtain; Chen Yongren walked lightly to its entrance.

Lifting the curtain, he saw Liu Jianming covered with a quilt, lying on the bed resting,

Chen Yongren quickly came to the bedside, took out a dagger from the warehouse, with one hand swiftly covered Liu Jianming's mouth, and with the other hand raised the dagger and viciously stabbed toward his chest.

Liu Jianming let out a muffled grunt, his eyes snapping open to see the figure before him, shock flickering in his gaze, and instinctively reached for the handgun hidden under his pillow.

Without waiting for his reaction, Chen Yongren twisted hard; Liu Jianming's body jerked violently twice, then he kicked out his legs and lay still.

"Sorry, Chief Liu, but I'm actually an undercover agent." Chen Yongren sheathed his dagger.