20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 251 Assassination

Leaning over to pick up the note, Jiang Lian's spine tensed up.

He was not surprised that his whereabouts were exposed. After all, this was not Fengtian. It was normal for him to be discovered on someone else's territory.

But what’s the point of this note?

Is it a kind reminder, or is it just playing hard to get?

If the person who comes has bad intentions, you can still guess his intentions; if the person who comes has good intentions, who could it be?

Jiang Lianheng first thought of Liu Fengqi who was in a mess, but then he thought about it and felt that it really didn't make sense.

Liu Fengqi was in a chaotic area, and the news was true, but there was no deep friendship between the two. They just chatted a few words based on the name of "Episode's adopted son".

Moreover, the two of them had just met in the morning. If they wanted to establish a friendship, why not remind them face to face?

The strangest thing is that Jiang Lianheng is an outsider here, how can he have such a big reputation?

Could it be that there are experts helping secretly?

Under heavy suspicion, Jiang Lianheng crumpled the note into a ball, struck a match to burn it, and then turned around and went to the counter downstairs.

At this time of year, it was already dark, and there were no other diners in the lobby. The shopkeeper and the accountant were tallying the day's income on the counter.

Seeing a guest coming down from upstairs, the shopkeeper quickly put on a smile and said, "Sir, haven't you rested yet? Do you want a midnight snack? There are dumplings, noodles and fried rice. What would you like?"

Jiang Lianheng waved his hand, walked to the counter, and asked: "Shopkeeper, has anyone been to my room this afternoon?"

"Hey, what, did you lose something?"

"That's not true. I originally made an appointment with someone here today, but I had something to do during the day and I went out. I wanted to ask if anyone has come to see me."

The shopkeeper looked a little relieved and said with a smile: "Sir, my small shop has too many customers coming and going throughout the day. I am old and my brain is not working well. What do you want me to say?"

"Jiang Lianheng."

"Hey! I didn't hear that anyone was looking for you." The shopkeeper thought for a long time and then asked the cashier, "Eh? Have you heard about it?"

Jiang Lianheng looked at the store owner's expression, and it didn't look like he was lying.

Yutai Inn is not a small shop in the wilderness. It is in a busy city. Even if it is necessary to collude with gangsters, it will never think of anything happening in its own shop, so as not to affect the business.

"Oh, then he just didn't come." Jiang Lianheng pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile, "Excuse me, shopkeeper, if anyone has been looking for me recently, please give me a heads up."

"Okay, okay, sir, please rest assured." The shopkeeper asked, "Then - do you want a midnight snack?"

"no need."

Jiang Lianheng turned around and went upstairs. He first stopped at the door of other guest rooms and listened carefully. After making sure there was nothing unusual, he woke up Zhao Guoyan and others one by one, and told them to close the doors and windows tightly and be smart.

Finally, he returned to the guest room, looked around, gathered the quilt on the bed into a bag, climbed onto the large wardrobe, and lay on his side to rest.

He hadn't slept a wink all night, so he was naturally sleepy and tired.

At dawn, there was a knock on the door, but Liu Yan shouted softly outside the door: "Brother, it's me. It's almost time. We have to go to the dock to have a look."

Jiang Lian turned over and fell down, pushed open the door, and saw that although everyone was getting ready, they looked as tired as he did.

"Chuanghu and Nanfeng don't need to go. Don't sleep. Stay here and keep your ears sharp to listen for any noise. If we don't come back before noon, you two will take your luggage and go to the train station immediately."

The two of them nodded in agreement if they were offered amnesty.

Jiang Lianheng led Zhao Guoyan and Liu Yansheng down the stairs and left the inn.

Outside the house, the moon was hanging over the western mountains, the wind was blowing fiercely, and the sun had not yet appeared, so it was extremely dark and lightless.

Jiang Lianheng was a little hesitant, but asked: "Are you bringing anyone with you?"

Zhao Guoyan patted his waist, nodded and said: "It's necessary, double ring!"

"Remember, if there is anything wrong with those dock workers later, they will intervene immediately and run separately to meet at the train station." Jiang Lianheng asked, "Do you understand?"

Zhao Guoyan was completely fearless, and Liu Yansheng seemed a little nervous, but he did not shrink back.

The three of them looked wary and walked together towards the north dock.

When I walked to the shore, the strong wind kept blowing, making my clothes rustle.

Looking from a distance, I could see that the river was deep and dark, with rolling waves. Except for a ship moored at the pier, there was not a single sail in sight.

On the river bank, there is a row of lights dotted and erratic.

A few porters were walking back and forth on the deck and pontoon, lazily and not working very hard.

Liu Yansheng led the two of them to a stone pier near the dock. There were already four bald men standing there, crossing their arms and looking around.

When they saw Liu Yan's voice, the four people shouted impatiently: "Why are you here? Take two steps quickly. Hurry, it's too late!"

Jiang Lianheng and Zhao Guoyan secretly grabbed the handles of their guns and walked closer quickly.

The leader, Brother Liao, looked at Jiang and Zhao with his hands on his hips, then turned to Liu Yansheng and sneered: "What do you mean, why are you bringing two bodyguards here?"

Liu Yansheng hurriedly bowed and introduced with a smile: "This is my boss. After hearing about Brother Liao's name, I came here specifically to take a look."

Brother Liao curled his lips and asked arrogantly: "Are you the only one who wants to do business?"

Jiang Lianheng glanced at the four people and realized that they were all "dirty people", so he said politely: "Yes, yes, it's me."

"Then I have to remind you in advance that Mr. Qiao is Mr. Qiao, and I am me. I want to do business. Do you understand the rules on the dock?"

"San Tong told me when I came here." Jiang Lian asked with a smile, "May I ask some of the elder brothers, what is your name?"

Brother Liao crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "The Four Tigers of Southern Liaoning! This trip to the pier is up to you to follow! Who are you three?"

Jiang Lian clasped his fists and said, "The Fengtian Three Biaos are talking about us."

"Hey! Brother, you are so horny!"

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

"Come on, stop talking nonsense, let me introduce to you what Fuchangcheng's freight is all about."

Brother Liao stretched out his right hand, moved across the river, and said proudly: "Nine times out of ten, Fuchangcheng's goods will be unloaded from here. I'm here to watch, and I've never lost a count."

Jiang Lianheng looked at the dock, pointed at the moored ships and the cargo workers, and asked: "What they are unloading now is Master Qiao's cargo? It's not that close from here to the station!"

"Of course it's too late. I'm going to explain it to you so that you can understand it clearly!" Brother Liao continued, "When the goods are unloaded from here, usually they have to be taken to the warehouse over the station first. They are all Japanese. Yes, just rent a room. Come on, I'll take you to take a look."

Several people walked along the south bank of the Liaohe River towards Xinshi Street.

Along the way, Brother Liao was so eloquent that no one could get in the way, as if all the goods coming and going on the dock were his business, and he looked quite proud.

Of course, no matter what happens, he can always bring the topic to himself.

The implication is that this Liaohe Wharf cannot move without their "Four Tigers of Southern Liaoning".

If you want to transport goods here without losing goods, you must "pay tribute" to them.

Jiang Lianheng walked side by side with Brother Liao, his eyes always following his hands, moving up and down, sometimes east and sometimes west. Zhao Guoyan followed behind, his gun never leaving his hand, and he kept an eye on the movements of the other three bald heads.

But walking down the road, I never noticed any malicious intentions among these four people.

It wasn't until they reached the Xinshi Street Station that Brother Liao and others stopped, pointed to a row of warehouses with "人" roofs in the distance, and continued to introduce them to everyone.

"Did you see that? That row is the warehouse built by the Japanese. If you are doing business, rent a place there. After unloading the goods, store them there first, and then transport them away together when the truck comes. Of course. , goods from the north are also transported to the dock from here."

"It's clear, it's clear." Jiang Lianheng asked again, "Which warehouse is Mr. Qiao's goods in?"

"Why do you keep asking people?" Brother Liao asked strangely, "Why, are you two traveling together?"

"If I'm traveling with him, why should I hire his moving company?" Jiang Lian said with a smile, "Nothing else, I'm just curious. After all, Mr. Qiao's name is famous!"

"That's true!" Brother Liao didn't seem to think much, but said, "After all, a person's name and the shadow of a tree are just like our 'Four Tigers of Southern Liaoning'."

As they talked, everyone headed towards the warehouse, and then came to the side of the railroad tracks near the river bank.

The station was brightly lit, and two Japanese guards were wandering back and forth on the opposite platform.

A six-car train was parked on the tracks, ready to go.

The first three sections are black and thickly armored, and seem to contain valuable goods and have been packed into compartments; the last three sections are "thin in skin but large in stuffing", with nothing more than a circle of wood inside and a layer of iron on the outside. Look at the thickness, and you can carry it by the handle. An ax can split with force.

There were quite a few porters coming and going, either pushing wheelbarrows or driving mules and horses, transporting boxes of unknown goods from the warehouse and loading them onto the carriages in an orderly manner.

The cargo workers had veins on their necks and a tendon on their backs. They were heavy on their bodies and groaned.

It's not bright yet, but everything is already busy.

The south wind was raging, and the light bulbs in the station were shaking unsteadily. It seemed that the freight workers were a bit strange. They all seemed to be busy with their heads down, and they seemed to be spying on something secretly.

Jiang Lianheng's hands never left his waist.

Brother Liao began to brag again and said: "Did you see that there are many moving companies in Yingkou, and Mr. Qiao's 'Fu Changcheng' is the largest. Of course, the boss is the boss, and I am me. It won't work if I don't rely on him alone." The four of us are here to control the situation, we don’t know how much goods will be lost in one day!”

Jiang Lianheng heard this impatiently, so he blocked his mouth and said, "Brother Liao, don't worry, I've also been on the line, I follow the rules, and I will definitely not deprive you of the benefits I deserve."

Two porters passed through the crowd, each carrying a wooden box. They took the time to turn their heads away and call out "Brother Liao".

Brother Liao was very proud and felt that his face was bright, so he explained to everyone: "Hey! The boxes in this section are the goods that Mr. Qiao will transport this morning."

Jiang Lianheng and others took half a step back to make way for the porters.

The light bulb above my head swayed left and right, and the cargo box flickered on and off. Plus, I had been up all night, so I couldn't see very clearly.

While moving several wooden boxes in succession, Jiang Lianheng, on the pretext of talking to Brother Liao, stretched out his foot as if nothing had happened, and immediately tripped over a cargo worker.

But with a "clang" sound, the wooden box fell to the ground, the lid fell apart, and the goods suddenly fell to the ground.

The cargo worker was young and energetic. He raised his head and was about to curse.

Brother Liao got angry first and cursed: "Tsk! Damn it, do you have eyes? It's a dead thing. Do you still want to do it?"

"Brother Liao, it's not my fault, this guy tripped me up!"

Jiang Lianheng hurriedly took the opportunity to lean down and help the cargo worker pick up the goods. He kept apologizing: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now."

While apologizing, he used the erratic light to check the goods in the box.

I saw that the surface of the floating head was covered with a layer of tea cakes and medicinal materials wrapped in paper.

But underneath, there were packages of palm-sized items wrapped in dark green oil paper, with Zhang Dongyang's label on them - military supplies.

Jiang Lianheng picked up a few packages at random and found that some of these packages were hard and lumpy, while others were scattered and shaped like projectiles.

Needless to say, local goods and red pills must be among them.

There was chaos here, which caused the porters around to stop what they were doing and look up to see the excitement.

Zhao Guoyan looked wary, looking left and right, keeping an eye on the movements of many cargo workers. However, he was sleepy and the lights were dim. He just felt that his eyes were confused and very troublesome.

"What are you looking at?" Brother Liao scolded loudly, "You have no fucking job?"

Seeing this, the cargo workers scattered lazily.

"Hey! What's going on over there? Saleng, hurry up, the train will leave soon!"

Not far away, the train conductor was wearing a dark uniform and a large cap on his head. He was shouting and urging as he walked towards us.

Brother Liao quickly turned around and apologized: "It's okay, it's okay! A box of goods was spilled, so I'll put it away right away, right now!"

After saying that, Brother Liao turned around and scolded: "What the hell is it? What time is it? If you give him some power, it won't be enough for him."

Jiang Lianheng helped the cargo worker pack the wooden boxes. He already understood Master Qiao's shipping method, so he smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I'm sorry!"

"it's okay no problem."

Just as he was about to stand up, the lights dimmed, and from the corner of his eye he saw the cargo worker suddenly reaching into his chest!

Fortunately, Jiang Lian had quick eyes and quick hands. He immediately jumped away, pulled out his gun, and shot with his hand.

The gunfire started, the bullet penetrated the cargo worker's skull, and the half-crouched figure immediately fell to the ground. There was an uproar in the station, and the cargo workers dropped their picks and ran towards each other.

Large and small cargo boxes were immediately scattered all over the floor.

On the opposite platform, two Japanese soldiers woke up from their naps when they heard the noise, and quickly raised their guns and blew whistles.

The "Four Tigers of Southern Liaoning" directly turned into the "Four Rats of Southern Liaoning", howling and running away in all directions.

Zhao Guoyan suspected that they were colluding with Mr. Qiao and pulled out his pistol, intending to shoot them.

Jiang Lianheng looked at the ground intently, and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

The cargo worker lying on the ground had his right hand drooped from his inner arms, and what he was holding in his palm was a dirty white handkerchief.

Nervous, killed by mistake?

"boom!"

The gunfire started again, interrupting all the hesitation and hesitation.

Zhao Guoyan pushed Jiang Lianheng away and fired several shots diagonally forward.

Jiang Lianheng rolled over from the ground and sat up, but he saw not far away, in the direction of the locomotive, thick smoke with gun flames flickering in it.

The conductor wearing a big cap pulled the trigger continuously and gradually walked out of the smoke.

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