wind in the dark night

Chapter 111 civet cat for prince

The courtyard door was closed, and the lights were on in the house.

Qi Yue pushed open the door bolt with a dagger, entered the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door smoothly.

Guo Liben carefully inserted the bolt.

Qi Yue asked him: "What are you doing in the door?"

"I'm worried that if someone comes to put out the fire and plug the door, they won't be able to get in. When the door is opened, it's probably almost burned. Oh, we can go over the wall."

Guo Liben explained.

Qi Yue praised: "You are very reassuring in what you do."

"Should be, should be... Well, how many people are there in his family?"

"Just by himself, without his family around."

"That's the best, it's easy to do it alone."

"Um……"

The door is ajar.

Qi Yue pushed the door open and walked in.

Guo Liben followed closely behind, carrying an oil drum.

Zhao Enquan was having dinner, when he heard movement in the yard, he was about to go out to have a look, when two unexpected guests came in, which really shocked him.

Qi Yue said: "Mr. Zhao, hello."

"It's you?"

Zhao Enquan put down his chopsticks.

Qi Yue said: "I'm sorry to disturb your dinner, it was before..."

Zhao Enquan stopped and said, "Wait! The courtyard gate is bolted, how did you get in?"

Guo Liben said: "Don't say it's a door bolt, even if you weld the door to death, as long as it's a place the Secret Service wants to go, you can still get in!"

Zhao Enquan looked at Qi Yue: "So, you are not from the Cultural Department?"

Qi Yue said: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Enquan was silent for a moment, then sat down slowly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Qi Yue said: "There are two ways, either write a correction statement, or leave Binjiang!"

Zhao Enquan was very calm: "According to the usual style of the Secret Service Division, if I don't agree, there should be a third way, right?"

Qi Yue said: "The third road is a dead end."

Zhao Enquan sighed: "I understand, night owls come to the house for nothing. You came to my house today to kill me, right?"

Qi Yue came a default.

Zhao Enquan unhurriedly buttoned up his shirt, sat on the stool, reached out and patted his chest: "Don't you guys have guns, come on."

Qi Yue looked at him: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Zhao Enquan's face was calm: "On this day, I have already thought about it. There is no joy in life, and no pain in death. I just feel sad for you."

"Sad what?"

Qi Yue asked.

Zhao Enquan said: "As a Chinese, seeing the mountains and rivers broken and the land lost, it's fine if you don't have the courage to fight against the Japanese pirates. Instead, you help the tyrants and harm your compatriots. Are you doing this with conscience?"

Qi Yue said lightly: "We are from the Manchurian Empire, Mr. Zhao, and you are the same."

"Accepting a thief as a father has no sense of shame. It is really a shame for Zhao to have a student like you! You traitor, shoot!"

Zhao Enquan closed his eyes.

Guo Liben couldn't help asking: "Vice Captain Qi, is he your teacher?"

"Well, taught me when I was in elementary school."

Qi Yue took out his pistol.

Guo Liben couldn't help being stunned, and thought to himself, this vice-captain Qi looked at the gentleness, and treated his teacher without mercy.

"Why didn't you call for help?"

Qi Yue asked Zhao Enquan.

Zhao Enquan said: "I don't want to hurt others."

Guo Liben sneered: "You're smart, let me tell you the truth, calling for help is useless, one kills one, two kills one pair!"

Zhao Enquan nodded: "My heart is like a snake and a scorpion, and I have no conscience! You can do it."

Qi Yue ordered: "Guo Liben, get ready to do it!"

Guo Liben agreed, bent down to lift the oil drum, and was hit hard on the back of the head by a hard object, swayed twice, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Qi Yue put the gun back into the holster, grabbed Guo Liben's jaw and head, and twisted it hard in the opposite direction. With a crisp click, Guo Liben died instantly.

Qi Yue didn't delay for a second, quickly dragged the corpse to the bed, unscrewed the lid of the oil drum, and evenly poured 1 gallon of gasoline everywhere.

Zhao Enquan looked at it in surprise.

"I can't help it. I have only two options. If I don't kill him, I have to kill you. As you can see, this barrel of gasoline was originally poured on you."

Qi Yue said while closing the window.

At this time, Zhao Enquan also understood that Qi Yue was saving himself.

Qi Yue struck a match and threw it on the bed.

The flames spread rapidly, the flames rose, the smoke billowed, and the doors and windows were closed by Qi Yue. In a short time, there was no sign of fire outside.

"Mr. Zhao, come with me!"

Qi Yue greeted Zhao Enquan out of the house.

Before leaving, Qi Yue took a hasty glance. The body had been burnt beyond recognition. With gasoline to support the combustion, even if someone put out the fire, it would be too late.

Zhao Enquan first waited outside the courtyard, Qi Yue put the latch on the door, and jumped out from the courtyard wall, both of them wore masks to avoid encountering acquaintances on the road.

Looking at it from a distance in the car, the glass windows are all red, if you get closer, you can hear the crackling sound of burning wood.

"It's on fire, put out the fire!"

"Mr. Zhao's house is on fire!"

Neighbors nearby noticed the fire and rushed to put out the fire with basins and buckets in hand. When they got to the door, they found that the courtyard door was plugged inside.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and if it burned for another hour, even the house would burn down. Fortunately, it was a single-family courtyard and did not harm other residents.

……

From the moment he saw Guo Liben, Qi Yue had secretly made up his mind that in order to ensure the safety of Zhang Zhaolin and Yang Feng, this scourge must be eliminated!
Replacing Zhao Enquan with Guo Liben is waste utilization, and kills two birds with one stone. It not only saves the former teacher, but also quietly eliminates the traitor.

Guo Li knew Zhang Zhaolin at first, but now he bumps into Yang Feng again, if he doesn't kill him, there will be endless troubles.

Cars drive through the night.

Zhao Enquan was still in panic.

After all, he is an ordinary person. He has never seen such a scene. It is one thing not to be afraid of death, but it is another thing to witness the killing process with his own eyes.

He was very upset, but he didn't know where to start.

"Mr. Zhao, Binjiang, you can't stay anymore. You also saw that in order to save you, I killed a spy. If you don't leave, I will be finished."

Qi Yue said.

Zhao Enquan asked, "Who are you?"

Qi Yue said: "Your student is a Chinese with a deep conscience."

"In order to save me, you took such a big risk, alas, there is no reward..."

Zhao Enquan said with a sigh.

Qi Yue said: "If I don't save you, I won't be at ease."

Zhao Enquan nodded, reached out his hand to touch his pocket, and said with annoyed expression: "Oops, I didn't have time to bring out the manuscript. It's all my painstaking efforts for many years. How can this be good!"

Qi Yue said: "Saving your life is the most important thing. The manuscript is gone, so you can write again. In addition, you must leave here as soon as possible. I will take you to a safe place."

Zhao Enquan sighed for a while, then asked: "Where are you taking me?"

Qi Yue said: "Accompany the capital in Chongqing."

There is no risk in this kind of thing, it is as simple as buying an extra train ticket, Du Juan goes offline and sends someone to escort Zhao Enquan south to Chongqing.

(End of this chapter)