dmims Chapter 140 The Shocking Change at Yi Garden
Chapter 140 The Shocking Change at Yi Garden
Yan Shuo took advantage of this opportunity to recruit a lot of people.
When he encounters someone he likes, he will arrange for someone to connect with them and ask if they still want to work together.
If you want to continue, you can be assigned to another location to continue your work as a secret agent.
Those Japanese agents were cunning; they never accepted cash bribes, only silver dollars, Japanese yen, US dollars, British pounds, or gold.
They themselves knew that the tickets were worthless, almost like toilet paper.
Once outside the Japanese-occupied zone, no one recognized him.
Even foreign banks don't pay any attention to bank drafts; only Japanese banks in Japan would recognize them.
Some Japanese officers and soldiers would deposit notes at banks, and the Japanese-owned banks would process the transactions and record them normally, making it appear as if the notes were in normal circulation.
Li Zhixing is Li Zhiyao's older brother, born of the same mother.
He is now a colonel and head of the communications section of the 1st Group Army of the Fifth War Zone, which was reorganized from the former 29th Army of the Northwest Army.
In addition, he had a secret identity as an external liaison officer for the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station.
In 1937, he was appointed as a major staff officer in the communications battalion. Based on his battlefield performance, he was promoted two ranks within two years, showing a rapid rise in his career.
He was a key communications officer during the Great Wall Resistance War and had built up extensive connections within the Northwest Army.
Born into a prominent family in Jiangnan, he not only had a wealthy background but also outstanding combat skills.
He is particularly skilled in wired and wireless encrypted communications, and is also an expert in the construction of battlefield communication networks and anti-eavesdropping techniques.
He deliberately concealed his kinship with Chiang Kai-shek and acted discreetly, which made him a key link between the Northwest Army, the Central Army, and the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Most of the troops in the Fifth War Zone were under the command of Li Zongren and were not Chiang Kai-shek's direct subordinates.
Due to factional exclusion, the troops often faced shortages of supplies, which is why Li Zhixing was eager to purchase weapons and medicines.
In the pavilion of Yi Garden, Yan Shuo was chatting and joking with Li Zhiyao.
Sunlight streamed through the eaves of the pavilion, falling warmly on Li Zhiyao's slightly protruding belly.
Yan Shuo held a piece of osmanthus cake between his fingertips and offered it to Li Zhiyao's lips, his tone doting.
Li Zhiyao opened her mouth to catch it, laughing and playfully scolding, "If you feed me any more, I'll get fat. Don't complain about me then."
Just as the two were enjoying themselves, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps from not far away.
A person staggered past, his clothes soaked in blood, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.
Immediately afterwards, a mixed team of more than a dozen people, consisting of police officers and secret agents from the concession, caught up with them.
They were brandishing guns, chasing after him while shouting loudly, making a huge commotion.
As the group passed the pavilion, several secret agents and police officers caught a glimpse of Yan Shuo and his companion inside.
The table was set with exquisite tea, fruit and snacks, and the tea set was also made of fine porcelain, clearly indicating that the family was wealthy and noble.
A spy with a mustache got the idea to take advantage of the situation and get some benefits.
He abandoned the group, walked silently to the pavilion, reached out and grabbed a handful of snacks from the table, stuffing them into his pocket.
Before Yan Shuo could even open his mouth, Zhou Hu, who was guarding outside the pavilion, had already strode forward.
Without saying a word, he kicked the spy hard in the lower back.
The spy screamed and fell heavily to the ground, spilling the snacks from his pocket.
He scrambled to his feet, his face contorted with rage, drew his gun, and pointed it at Yan Shuo and Zhou Hu, roaring, "You're asking for death!"
"Hmm?" Yan Shuo raised an eyebrow and gestured for Zhou Hu to lower the gun he had already raised.
It turned out that several agents around them, seeing their comrade being attacked, all raised their guns and surrounded him, pointing their guns directly at Yan Shuo and Zhou Hu, and Li Zhiyao was also affected.
Yan Shuo knew he couldn't let the pregnant Li Zhiyao be in danger, so he decisively stopped Zhou Hu.
Upon seeing this from a distance, Ma Hongxi immediately ran over with two guards, raising their guns and aiming them at the group of secret agents and police officers.
Wang Xiaohong also emerged from the bushes behind the pavilion, her short gun steadily aimed at the other party, exuding a fierce aura.
"Put down your guns!" the kicked agent shouted, his voice trembling with fear, his finger on the trigger. "Or I'll kill you all!"
"You dare to fire a shot!" Zhou Hu glared angrily, breaking free from Yan Shuo's hand and stepping forward.
"Put down the gun." Yan Shuo gently patted Li Zhiyao's tense hand, and after calming her down, he slowly stood up.
He reached out and pressed down on Zhou Hu's gun. Seeing this, Ma Hongxi and Wang Xiaohong also slowly lowered their guns, but they still kept their eyes fixed on the other side, not daring to relax.
The police officers nearby quickly put down their guns. They looked at Yan Shuo's clothes and demeanor and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, so they did not dare to make any rash moves.
"Which part?" Yan Shuo stared coldly at the agent who was pointing a gun at him, his tone calm but carrying a sense of oppression.
"What? Number 76!" The agent was panicking, but he forced a confident shout, trying to intimidate the person with his identity.
"Do you know what the price will be for pointing a gun at me?" Yan Shuo took a step forward, his aura intensifying. "Which team are you from? Call Li Qun to see me! Otherwise, he'll be sorry!"
He immediately brought up Li Qun, showing no regard for this petty spy.
"Wang Zhe, put down your gun right now!" A tall, thin agent suddenly recognized Yan Shuo, turned pale with fright, and quickly pulled the people around him to put their guns away. He then grabbed Wang Zhe's arm urgently, "This is Mr. Liu Jie! Do you want to die? How dare you point a gun at him!"
Wang Zhe slowly lowered his gun, his face full of doubt, and asked in a low voice, "Liu Jie? Who's that?"
"He's the director's honored guest; even generals in the Imperial Army give him face!" the tall, thin agent said in a low voice, sweating profusely. "Apologize now, or you're dead today!"
"Really?" Wang Zhe asked, his eyes darting around in disbelief.
He's already offended them, what's the point of apologizing now? They've directly named Li Qun; he's not much of a threat.
A crazy idea began to grow in his mind: why not just kill these people to silence them?
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and his fingers stealthily reached for the gun at his waist.
"You want to kill me to silence me?" Yan Shuo took in his little actions, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Little bastard, you're quite the tough one."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Shuo moved swiftly and delivered a resounding slap.
Wang Zhe was spun around on the spot after being hit, and crashed heavily to the ground. Blood instantly spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even have time to react.
The other agents were stunned by this scene and stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.
They had long forgotten about chasing after the person and were exchanging glances with the tall, thin agent, hoping to resolve the crisis as quickly as possible.
"Give me the gun." Yan Shuo looked at the tall, thin agent who recognized him, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Mr. Liu, let it go!" The tall, thin agent quickly smoothed things over, a fawning smile plastered on his face. "He's just a small-time squad leader, a nobody. Please be magnanimous and let him off this time! I'll definitely have Captain Ji teach him a lesson when I get back!"
"Give it to me." Yan Shuo glared at him coldly, his chilling aura sending shivers down one's spine.
"Sigh!" The tall, thin agent dared not disobey and could only hand over the gun with trembling hands.
Yan Shuo took the gun, aimed it at Wang Zhe who was still struggling on the ground, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Two gunshots shattered the tranquility of Yiyuan Garden, and Wang Zhe collapsed to the ground, lifeless.