20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 435 Dirty Work
"Have you heard any news about Miyata Ryuuji?"

Han Xinyuan opened the blue cloth package under the oil lamp and found a horse brand poker.

Zhang Zhengdong nodded in response, "He may be leaving Fengtian in the near future, but I don't know exactly when. Anyway, you should be prepared."

The Jiang family was unable to directly inquire about Nantie's personnel transfers.

A few big bosses can at most have connections with the Japanese employees in charge of railways, transportation and fortifications.

However, the Jiang family's eyes and ears have all seen Miyata Ryuji's recent abnormalities.

He began to take away some personal belongings from the Fengtian office, and he was not interested in his work. He would always go in and out, frowning, and walking with others.

Not long ago, he even went to a few antique shops in the city and bought some small items such as calligraphy and paintings, incense burners, and ivory carvings at Chongguzhai in the south of the city.

In addition, it seems that his contact with the Japanese soldiers in Nantie's affiliated area has gradually been interrupted, and he has introduced a few of them to his closer Japanese colleagues.

In short, many clues indicate that Miyata Ryuji is likely to leave Fengtian.

"I'll come find you when the news is confirmed."

Zhang Zhengdong said calmly: "Besides, my sister-in-law said that in addition to clearing out Ryuuji Miyata this time, you also have to bring a few more people with you."

"Who else?"

"Anyone can do it."

Han Xinyuan was slightly surprised, and after thinking for a moment, he finally understood.

"Understood, let's use a few pretexts to make it look like the assassination was not just for Miyata Ryuuji. Then - kill a few more Japs, right?"

Zhang Zhengdong shrugged, but said: "That's up to you. Anyway, you just need to make sure that Miyata Ryuji is cleared."

"Okay, I'm good at this." Han Xinyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "This is much easier than doing business."

As he spoke, he clicked and ejected the magazine of the horseshoe.

Looking down, he couldn't help but be startled - there were no bullets in the magazine, it was an empty gun.

Confused looks followed.

Zhang Zhengdong stood up and explained: "Next time I come over, I'll bring you 'Zu'er'. By then, you should be on your way."

When Han Xinyuan heard this, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

After hesitating for a long time, he sighed heavily, reloaded the magazine, placed the playing card on the kang table, and immediately raised his head under the candlelight.

"Dongfeng, if - I mean if, I can get away smoothly after clearing Miyata Ryuuji, and promise to leave Fengtian forever from now on, and never show his face again, will those relatives in my hometown... be in trouble? "

Zhang Zhengdong stood in front of the kang, his brows furrowed, and he seemed very dissatisfied with such "guaranteed" rhetoric.

After thinking for a while, he did not answer directly, but emphasized again:

"Old Han, I have to remind you that the only thing you have to guarantee now is to complete the errands assigned to you by the Jiang family."

Han Xinyuan was stunned, and immediately realized that Dongfeng had no say in this matter.

So, he quickly reached out and opened the cabinet on the top of the kang, took out a folded letter and handed it over.

"Dongfeng, I can't see Brother Dao now, and I won't be allowed to see Sister Hong. Look, can you help me deliver this letter to Sister Hong in private?"

Zhang Zhengdong did not reach out to pick it up.

The atmosphere was inevitably a little awkward.

Han Xinyuan smacked his lips and explained to himself: "Actually, there's nothing here, just a few words from the bottom of my heart to express my love... It's just a farewell to Sister Hong."

However, Zhang Zhengdong remained unmoved.

Han Xinyuan hesitated again and again, and finally forcibly sent the letter forward.

"Dongfeng, for the sake of our long-term brothers... don't make me beg you..."

Finally, Zhang Zhengdong took the folded letter, held it in his hand, fanned it twice, and said in a deep voice:

"When you finish your errands, I will send it there for you."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing that the letter was handed over, Han Xinyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Zhengdong turned around, walked to the outhouse without looking back, and pushed open the two door panels.

Until the moment of departure, he just coldly said "work with peace of mind", and then walked into the night outside the house.

Leaving this simple and shabby earth house, we walked through a small alley and reached Daxiguan Street.

There was no one guarding the door of Han Xinyuan's residence, or so it seemed.

He was even free to come and go if he wished, but he was well aware of his situation and never took anything to chance.

The evening breeze is refreshing on the street, and the lights of thousands of houses flicker on and off.

Zhang Zhengdong didn't go far before he tore the letter in his hand into pieces.

While walking unsteadily towards the north of the city, he casually scattered the writing paper from his fingertips.

The scraps of paper were picked up by the wind and quickly dispersed without a trace.

He had no intention of delivering any letters to Han Xinyuan, especially if he had to help in private, which was not even possible.

If you can't, you can't. There is no room for maneuver.

We can't meet each other, and of course we can't even see each other face to face.

Moreover, Hu Xiaoyan specifically warned this point before Zhang Zhengdong came here. The new rules of the Jiang family have just been established, so there is no room for disdain in their eyes.

Otherwise, accommodating one thing today and another tomorrow will only damage one's own prestige in the end.

Han Xinyuan disobeyed orders at critical moments, met with Na Min's subordinates without taking the initiative to report them, and made Huifangli a mess in recent years. A severe punishment was not enough to establish his authority, so how could he be easily spared?

What's more, compared to Zhong Yushan's fate, the Jiang family was already polite enough to him.

If Han Xinyuan made any request at this time, it would seem that he was somewhat ignorant of current affairs.

Despite this, Zhang Zhengdong still accepted the letter, for no other reason than to allow Han Xinyuan to work with peace of mind and avoid accidents.

…………

When we returned to the mansion in the north of the city, the night was already very dark.

The lights were on in the living room. Jiang Lianheng had been living in Shuning in the south of the city these days, so the house seemed particularly quiet.

When Zhang Zhengdong walked into the living room, Wang Zhengnan was sitting on the sofa, talking to his sister-in-law vividly.

Hu Xiaoyan was startled when she heard this. From time to time she chimed in with "Really?" and looked very worried.

I thought there was some trouble at home, but when I got closer, it turned out that it was Nanfeng who was telling me about his recent experience of going up the mountain to search for the property hidden by the bandits.

"Sister-in-law, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, just ask Lao Zhao!"

Wang Zhengnan recalled confidently, "At that time, Lao Zhao and I had just returned from searching the mountains and walked to the camp. We saw Brother Dao sleeping leaning on the wall. That big yellow man was so big!"

As he said that, he turned around, glanced at Zhang Zhengdong, and asked with gestures: "Brother Dong, have you ever seen such a big yellow-skinned man?"

Zhang Zhengdong curled his lips and expressed no interest.

Wang Zhengnan turned to look at his sister-in-law, and continued: "That big yellow leather guy was standing in the middle of the camp, not far away. He stood up and stared at Brother Dao, motionless. He is so evil!"

"Then what?" Hu Xiaoyan asked.

"Then Lao Zhao chased the yellow guy away. I went over and saw, good guy, Brother Dao's face was pale, as if he was possessed by a nightmare. Anyway, it's quite scary!"

What Wang Zhengnan said is true.

"Later, I hurriedly woke Brother Dao up, and he kept looking into the barracks. He kept looking there even after his head was down from the mountain. He didn't know what he was looking at there, and he didn't tell me if I asked him."

Hu Xiaoyan was deep in thought, then murmured to herself.

"No wonder Lao Naogu has been so tired in the past two days since your brother came back, and he can't feel tired anymore. If you put it like that -"

"Look, I'll just say it!"

Wang Zhengnan slapped his thigh continuously and said with certainty: "At that time, I advised Brother Dao to find someone to break the law and ask for an amulet to ward off evil spirits, but he didn't believe in this! I would rather believe in this kind of thing. It’s better not to believe that he has no talent!”

Zhang Zhengdong sneered and shook his head.

"Hey, Brother Dong, you don't believe it either, right? I'm telling you, that yellow-skinned guy——"

"Well, you're such a big guy, I know." Zhang Zhengdong interrupted, "Are you done? When you're done, it's my turn."

Wang Zhengnan waved his hands angrily and curled his lips: "Okay, okay, you say it."

However, Hu Xiaoyan was still in a daze, as if she really regarded Jiang Lianheng's experience as a big event.

She couldn't help but impose the word "cause and effect" on two seemingly unrelated things.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this "cause and effect" is real and not false.

Moreover, this was not a sudden thought on her part.

Earlier, when Jiang Lianheng was almost assassinated, Jiang Ya had cried inexplicably all morning, as if she had a premonition.

Daughter?

Thinking of Jiang Ya, Hu Xiaoyan did not dare to take this matter lightly or treat it vaguely.

"sister in law?"

Zhang Zhengdong sat down on the sofa and called out twice tentatively, "Sister-in-law, I just went to Lao Han's place. I have already said everything I need to say."

"Ok?"

Hu Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, then she recovered and asked, "Did he mention aunt again?"

Zhang Zhengdong nodded in response and recounted: "He asked me if, after finishing the errand, if he had a chance, he could try to find a way to survive on his own. He also asked me to help him privately bring a letter to his aunt."

"Bring a letter to Auntie?"

Hu Xiaoyan chewed on this sentence over and over, and then she couldn't help but murmured coldly: "What on earth did he think about bringing a letter to my aunt?"

Zhang Zhengdong listened quietly.

Although he didn't express his opinion, he felt from the bottom of his heart that Han Xinyuan had chosen the wrong person.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s Zhong Yushan or Han Xinyuan.

In the final analysis, they only respected their elder sister-in-law because of Jiang Lianheng's face - asking for help from the wrong person would be worse than not asking for help at all.

Hu Xiaoyan waved her hands impatiently, but said: "Don't pay attention to him yet. Have you two heard that Fengtian seems to be going to war recently?"

Zhang Zhengdong and Wang Zhengnan nodded immediately, "I heard that the Mongolian bandit cavalry from the north is heading south, but everyone in the military camp said that they will definitely not be able to reach our provincial capital, so everything should be fine, right?"

"I hope nothing happens!" Hu Xiaoyan turned to look at Nanfeng, "However, if a fight really starts, your brother said that Mr. Tong San from Yingkou should come back and contact us. You can ask Guo Yan. If it really comes, , how much preparation.”

(End of this chapter)