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Chapter 802 Jifu
When Gui Youguang opened the gate of the Ji Mansion, the operatives swiftly threw the four corpses onto the postal vehicle, so as not to be seen by blind people and call the police.

He Yijun also walked over from a distance, looked at Zuo Zhong and jumped into the car, and the car started to accelerate and drove towards Sucheng River.

What to do there, of course, is to dispose of the bodies of the bodyguards, as a special throwing (harmonious) corpse place for gangsters in Shanghai, it is very normal for a dead person to appear there.

Zuo Zhong watched the auxiliary personnel leave, looked up at the pitch-black courtyard, and looked at the refugees on the far side of the road, put the Thomson submachine gun on his shoulder, and walked in quietly with the operational personnel, and the gate was slowly closed superior.

When they disappeared completely, the refugees who seemed to be sleeping raised their heads one by one with horror on their faces, got up and ran away, and Rongcheng Road became empty after a while.

During this period, no one made a sound, and they moved on tiptoe for fear of causing trouble. Even the children in the team were tightly covered by their parents and relatives, which made people feel distressed skillfully.

Zuo Zhong, who saw this scene through the crack of the door, was not surprised at all. A small person has the survival wisdom of a small person, so don't underestimate anyone.

Because no matter who wants to survive in Shanghai, a city full of crimes and dangers, the first thing to learn is to keep your mind off your own business.

After confirming that no one outside would interfere with his mission, he raised his right hand and waved to the sides of the villa, signaling his subordinates to approach the villa in two teams.

According to the previously established plan, they had to cross the yard to reach the house, looking for defensive loopholes to sneak into the house and launch an attack.

This was the most dangerous part of the whole operation. The arty Ji Yunqing built lawns and fountains, and there was almost no shelter in the yard.

Coupled with the lights inside and outside the villa, if they exchanged fire in this kind of environment where the enemy is clear and the enemy is dark, they will be regarded as living targets.

Fortunately, there was a cement road in the shape of "Hui" around the yard, and a few sparse bushes grew beside the road, which provided a fairly safe passage for the operatives.

They were all veterans in action, and they didn't need orders at all. The spies avoided the bright places and used the shadows formed by the trees to move quickly, and it took less than half a minute to pass through the dangerous zone.

Sticking it under one of the lighted windows, Gui Youguang gently took out a small mirror and stretched it out. Through the reflection, he found two gangsters leaning on the sofa with their eyes closed and sleeping soundly. On the table in front of them was a Two German pistols.

After all, Cao Gang personnel are not professional. If someone dares to harm the Ji Mansion, the four bodyguards outside can fight for a few minutes. There is no need to be vigilant all the time.

As for why Ji Yunqing didn't replace the internal guards with professional bodyguards, maybe he was worried about outsiders, but this gave the Secret Service a chance to sneak in silently.

Gui Youguang slowly retracted the mirror, first took out the suction cup and the diamond from his backpack, held his breath and cut a small hole in the glass, then reached in and fumbled for the handle carefully.

After a few seconds, his movements stopped suddenly, and his fingertips rested on a thin trembling thread. The big bald head jumped in his heart. Fortunately, he did not underestimate the enemy, and the opponent actually set up an early warning mechanism.

There must be a heavy object or a bell on the other end of the thin line. If he had just opened the window directly, the heavy object falling and the bell ringing would definitely wake up the gangsters inside.

No wonder he dared to sleep so reassuringly and boldly when he was on duty at night. It turned out that he had a backup.

Little by little, Gui Youguang opened another opening on the glass, and nodded to a little spy beside him, who immediately took out a delicate pliers and put it on his hand.

Different from ordinary pliers, this kind of special pliers is very similar to scissors, with one finger loop on the little finger and one finger loop on the ring finger, which are specially used to remove similar mechanisms.

I saw the little spy quickly find the thin thread, pinch it tightly with his index finger and thumb, flipped his wrist and cut the thin thread with pliers without hesitation, and raised his other hand to make a gesture.

Seeing this, Gui Youguang took out a squeeze oil can, squeezed a few drops of lubricating oil on each of the four loose leaves and the handle of the window, and then turned the handle through the newly opened small hole to open the window.

The moment the window opened, he moved sideways to get out of the way, and the two spies behind him jumped onto the window sill one after another, quickly turned into the room and rushed to the sofa, throwing the throwing knife forcefully.

"Pfft."

The two scoundrels tried to touch the gun with their eyes wide open and their bloody throats covered, but they couldn't touch Zilaide who was close at hand, and their feet kept stepping on the bright red carpet.

The spies rushed to the two of them in a few steps, rounded their fists and slammed at the temples. After two muffled bangs, the two of them remained completely silent, and their bodies fell to the ground weakly.

Gui Youguang nodded slightly, satisfied with the performance of his subordinates, then turned to look at the deputy director on the other side, and found that the operatives over there had also successfully entered the room without making any sound.

Two heavily armed elite spies entered the house, and the rest of the action was simple. A gang of gangsters would have no chance of winning against professional spies.

Chang Yuqing's ending is also doomed. If he dares to betray the country and the nation, there is only one way to die. No matter where he hides or how many people protect him, it doesn't matter.

Just like Zhang Jingyao, even if he hid in the Liuguo Hotel, he was still executed by "patriots" in front of the whole world.

In short, people who betrayed the country since ancient times, even if they enjoyed the glory and wealth when they were alive, they will inevitably leave a bad reputation for thousands of years and bring disaster to their descendants after death.

Many people understand this point, and Ji Yunqing and Chang Yuqing are equally aware of it, and it is precisely because of this that they are panic-stricken and try to use all means to save their lives.

On the second floor of the Ji Mansion Villa, Ji Yunqing, who was nearly seventy years old, tossed and turned, unable to sleep no matter what, turned around on the bed.

Ji Yunqing's wife at the side was startled awake, Gulu got up, opened her bloody mouth, pointed at his nose and cursed angrily.

"Also let no one sleep, you old bastard, are you thinking of some coquettish (harmonious) bitch, let me tell you, there is no way.

As long as I don't die for a day, you don't even think about bringing him home. Go to the study for me to find the person named Chang, and the two of you will sleep together.

By the way, let me say it again, let the Japanese take this guy away quickly. There are many female relatives in the mansion, so what is the matter with him being a man at home all day long.

When the news gets out, what will the brothers in the rivers and lakes say, you are not ashamed, but I am too. Ji Yunqing, did you hear that? "

This person is not a good stubble either, she was a member of the Cao Gang in the previous dynasty, and she worked as an officer in charge of rolling dice (harmony) in the gambling house, because of her superb gambling skills, she was nicknamed Master Jinbao.

Ji Yunqing's ability to become an important figure in Shanghai is inseparable from her help. The two of them are not so much a couple, but a business partner.

Therefore, Boss Ji, who always said one thing outside, could only keep his head low in front of the other party. After being scolded, he obediently got out of bed, put on slippers, and prepared to go out in his pajamas.

When passing by the window, he squinted his eyes and took a look outside. The dark street was quiet and everything looked normal.

Ji Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief, carefully walked out of the bedroom, followed the corridor to the study room, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?"

Immediately, a vigilant man's voice came from the study, followed by another click, and the man inside loaded the gun.

"Brother Chang, it's me."

Although the age difference between Ji Yunqing and Chang Yuqing is nearly 20 years, but since they belong to the same generation of Cao Gang, it is appropriate to call them "brothers".

Soon, following the sound of footsteps, the door of the study room was opened a small crack, and a vigilant eye looked at Ji Yunqing carefully through the crack, and then opened the door ajar.

Seeing that the other party was so cautious, Ji Yunqing walked in with a wry smile, the door was shut heavily, and the corridor returned to silence.

Under the dim light, Zuo Zhong, who was wearing a hood, appeared like a ghost at the stairs. After rubbing the blood-stained dagger on his clothes, he leaned against the wall and approached the study.

The operatives behind him followed suit and avoided the middle of the corridor where people often walked, so as not to alert the target to the abnormal noise of the floor.

inside the house.

Ji Yunqing looked around the messy room, pushed aside a few waste newspapers on the stool and sat down, smiling at a fat, big-eared man who seemed kind.

"Brother Chang, are you still used to living in my residence these days?"

"Very good. Brother Ji's home cook is very skilled, and the dishes are very authentic."

The other party replied blankly, standing motionless under the light bulb, his dull face looked a bit gloomy under the dim light.

This person is Chang Yuqing, a traitor who defected to the Japanese a few years ago. He fled to the Northeast because of his defeat. This time he returned to Shanghai and wanted to make a comeback.

The Japanese also promised to provide help, but who knew that when he arrived at Shili Yangchang, he was arranged by his master to be in the home of a former fellow of the Cao Gang, and he couldn't even get out of the gate.

Chang Yuqing was very angry about this, it didn't matter if he didn't go out, the important thing was that he stayed in Ji's mansion all the time, people who didn't know thought he was Ji Yunqing's subordinate, and he was a head shorter than Ji Yunqing for no reason.

Looking back and waiting for the Japanese to conquer Shanghai, which of the two of them is older and who is younger is related to his own interests. He naturally has no good face when facing possible competitors.

Ji Yun had gotten used to his demeanor early on, and understood why he was unhappy, so he waved his hand indifferently.

"A countryman, how can I know what kind of dishes are there? Her son used to work under me, but was beaten to death by some wanderers two years ago. I saw her lonely, honest and honest, so I brought her back to the mansion to give her a way out."

Chang Yuqing's brows twitched when he heard this, if the cook knew about it and knew that she had taken refuge in the Japanese, it was hard to guarantee that she would not report it.

Ji Yunqing seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said confidently: "Don't worry, she doesn't know how her son died, besides, I have sent someone to watch her these days, and there is no problem.

Brother Chang, if you are worried, I will find a reason to drive her away tomorrow, but Major Yamamoto has repeatedly told me to protect you, a hero of the Great Japanese Empire. "

Speaking of this, the gray-haired Ji Yunqing looked tired, tapped his knees with his hand, and coughed twice, as if pointing something.

"Brother Chang, you made a great contribution this time and almost killed Commander Zhang. The Japanese will definitely use you again, and you will definitely have a place among the tycoons in Shanghai in the future.

As for me, I am an old man, and I can’t compare to you young people. To me, fame and fortune are more important, and I want to earn more money for future generations.

The Japanese promised to hand over all the opium and soil business in Shanghai to me after the business is completed. I can’t do such a big deal by myself. Why don’t you and I form a joint stock company? "

He naturally replaced Brother Chang with Brother Chang, took the initiative to sit on an equal footing with him, and shared his wealth with him, the purpose of which was to tell Chang Yuqing that he would not compete with him.

"this…………"

Chang Yuqing was beating drums in his heart, he didn't know what the old fox was up to, but he was on other people's territory, so he should give in or have to give in.

So he squeezed out a smiling face: "Brother Ji, you are a senior, we will do whatever you say, it's not appropriate to split it three to seven times, you and I can split it fifty to five.

I have some contacts in the Northeast, and I can get good stuff, which is guaranteed to be no worse than the most expensive cloud and soil in the world. This is a good business with huge profits. "

"Okay, then it's settled."

Ji Yunqing proudly slapped his thigh.

Now that the conversation was over, the two traitors with ulterior motives chatted about the current situation indiscriminately, and they were even more elated when they talked about the progress of the Japanese in the war.

After chatting for two or three minutes, seeing Chang Yuqing covering his mouth and yawning, Ji Yunqing knew it was time to go, even though he was at his own home, he still stood up and said goodbye in a respectful manner.

The two walked towards the door one after the other.

Ji Yunqing, who was walking in front, had a look of ridicule in his eyes. It was a joke that a lost dog wanted to compete with him.

When the Marine Corps soldiers sent by Major Yamamoto to protect him arrive tomorrow, Chang will know who the empire values ​​more.

In the past, Jiang Taigong was eighty years old when he fished in the Weishui River, and was honored by King Wen as the prime minister. He was only 70 years old, so why couldn't he give it a try? Ji Yunqing couldn't help but feel murderous.

At this time, Chang Yuqing behind him also slowly restrained his smile, looking at the back of his head in front of him, he had the urge to pick up the vase next to him and smash it down.

The old guy really thinks of himself as a baby, what kind of [-]% split, bullshit, he must have some bad idea, and let you be proud for two days, when the time comes, he will definitely let you......

kindness?
What about people?

Chang Yuqing blinked, Ji Yunqing just opened the door to go out, how could he disappear in the blink of an eye.

Before he could figure it out, a masked man suddenly stood at the door and kicked him hard in the chest. This 200-jin fat man flew into the air.

It's over,

The life-threatening impermanence is here!
Chang Yuqing, who fell heavily on the ground, understood that if he could not disturb the many bodyguards outside, and his actions were so ruthless, the opponent could only be a master of the government.

Thinking of the horrors of the executed traitors in North China, he endured the severe pain and quickly reached for the pistol at his waist, not trying to resist, but wanting to commit suicide.

He knew that if he fell into the hands of these people, he would be worse off than dead, and it would be better to be happy than to be tortured by others.

After decades of messing around, Chang Yuqing was not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself at critical moments. No wonder he became a big boss.

"Crack."

But as soon as he raised his hand, a kick broke his right wrist, then his left hand and both feet, and before he could cry out the pain, another ball of dirty cloth appeared in his mouth.

Abolishing limbs and preventing suicide are the most basic action steps of the Secret Service. Chang Yuqing is the first member of the Cao Gang to enjoy this kind of treatment, and the blessings are really not small.

The spies who took action quickly searched the target, and found no other dangerous items except a loaded Browning, so they shouted towards the door.

"control."

Hearing these words, Zuo Zhong stepped in, looked at the ashen-faced Chang Yuqing with a slight smile, and patted him on the head gently.

"My humble servant is from the Secret Service. I have heard of Mr. Chang's name for a long time, but I have never met him. If we meet again today, please ask Mr. Chang to come with us.

Don't worry, your injuries will be fatal. We have the best doctors who can guarantee to cure you. In the future, we will have plenty of time to get along slowly. "

"woo woo woo woo!"

Hearing the word Secret Service, Chang Yuqing felt as if he had seen a ghost, lying on the ground and struggling like crazy, obviously knew what kind of agency it was, and also knew the great horror in it.

It's a pity that his hands and feet were severed and he couldn't escape. The strength in his whole body suddenly disappeared while he was terrified, his lower body became hot, and streams of urine soaked through his trouser legs and flowed out, making the study room full of foul smells.

"It's boring."

Zuo Zhong looked disappointed. He thought that this guy dared to surrender to the Japanese a few years ago.

Sure enough, a dog is a dog and will never become a wolf. It would not take long before this person would reveal the position of his subordinates.

Immediately ordered the little spy: "Let Mr. Chang be quiet, and be careful not to kill me. Officer Zhang called to see him."

"Yes."

After the little spy returned the order, he struck Chang Yuqing's neck with a knife.

When this traitor heard that Chief Zhang wanted to see him, he secretly screamed that my life is over, and immediately wanted to exchange all his wealth for death, but he didn't want his head to sink and immediately passed out.

"Deputy Director, I found something."

At this time, the special agent who checked the contents of the house came with a document: "There are many files in the study with the words of the Shanghai Stock Exchange Government written on the cover, there may be thousands of files, and they are all piled up in the corner.

I roughly took a look, and it was between the 16th and 26th years of the Republic of China. The state government’s surveillance and monitoring records against various forces in Shanghai. The level of secrecy ranges from ordinary to top secret.

This should be the file of the Municipal Intelligence Department. It is reasonable to say that these materials should be sent to the rear before the war. I don’t know how they appeared here. Deputy Director, what should I do? "

City Hall Intelligence?

Zuo Zhong was stunned, and Lao Dai assigned several tasks before he set off, one of which was to sanction Cao Chuncheng, the former director of the intelligence department of Shanghai Special City.

This person was bought by the Japanese and lost the files of the intelligence department. At that time, Dai Chunfeng said firmly that Cao Chuncheng could not take the files away, and the files must be in the Chinese world, so he asked him to find a way to get them back.

He originally wanted to start investigating after he caught Chang Yuqing, but he never expected to find it here, the shitty Chinese circle, people have already sent things to the public concession.

As for why the Japanese didn't put their files on their own territory, it is probably because they felt that the concession south of the Sioux City River was more suitable for storing these easily damaged paper documents than the war-torn Hongkou.

And for the same reason as hiding Chang Yuqing in the Ji Mansion, the devil felt that neither the State Mansion nor the Concession would easily attack Chang Yuqing.

Zuo Zhong took the document and looked at several pages at a glance. The content was exactly as the other party said, it was the surveillance record of a businessman suspected of being an underground party by the Intelligence Department.

These things must not be left behind. Even if most of them are useless clues, the remaining ones are enough to help the Japanese find out a lot of things.

After closing the documents, he looked at the thousands of files in the corner and was in trouble. There were only a dozen of them, and they couldn't take so many items without transportation.

After hesitating for a moment, Zuo Zhong asked someone to go to the kitchen to find some vegetable oil and pour it on. Since he couldn't take it with him, he didn't take it with him. It's better to burn it than leave the information to the Japanese.

The little secret agent heard the order to go out, bumped into Gui Youguang, and with a bald head avoided the other party and went into the house to report.

"Deputy Director, a Japanese man and a radio station were found next door. The cipher book was not damaged. This person is a suspicious person who went to the electrical material store to buy parts.

But he was already dead. This guy had received military training and resisted fiercely. In order not to make a big noise, he had to be killed.

Ji Yunqing's wife, the servants and bodyguards of Ji's mansion are also under control, whether to kill or let go, you have to make up your mind, once the battle in the department store is over, the little devil will get over it, and we have to withdraw quickly. "

"Okay, let's go then."

Zuo Zhong looked at his watch, and said lightly: "Just take Ji Yunqing, his wife and Chang Yuqing away, the guards will silence them, the servants don't care, let them go, and use them to remind the people of the Cao Gang."

Gui Youguang gave a cry of grace, turned and left to carry out the order, and all the apprentices and grandchildren who followed Ji Yunqing's rampage were killed one after another.

Many servants were released from the villa in fear, and after confirming that the other party would not kill anyone, they immediately ran across the road, making up their minds not to return to Shanghai.

As for calling the police to save people, that's impossible. They are ordinary people with bare wages, not bums who work for others.

Watching the servants of Ji's mansion running wild, Zuo Chong lit a match and threw it into the study room. Watching the flames ignite, he took his subordinates and three cloth bags and climbed over the wall from the backyard.

More than ten minutes later, Yamamoto got out of the car, kicked the fire hydrant by the side of the road in an incompetent and furious manner, and shouted at his subordinates.

"Call the fire brigade!"

At this time, there is no need to hide their cooperation with Ji Yunqing. Once something happens to Ji's mansion, the reporter will investigate the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

But it wasn't until the Ji Mansion was burned to the ground that the fire brigade and the police station arrived slowly. The firefighters randomly connected a hose and watered the lawn perfunctorily, while the police stood aside and pointed.

When the fire was completely extinguished, Inspector Kuang Fuan, the newly promoted detective in Shanghai, walked around the ruins, yawned and said to the Japanese that it was an unfortunate accident, and then walked away.

With a gloomy face, Yamamoto looked at the other party's back and cursed the damn Chinese. He knew that these people probably wished Ji Yunqing would be burned to death.

Standing in front of the villa shrouded in green smoke, he gradually had a doubt, can the empire really occupy this country and maintain its rule...

(End of this chapter)