novelAbuy Chapter 2073 Roundup
Chapter 2073 Roundup
Chapter 2073 Roundup
“Theoretically, it’s feasible,” Wu Shunjia said to Mao Xuanyi. “As long as the detonation time is set in advance, the explosives will be detonated at that time.”
"However, timed explosives are relatively small, and the explosive power they produce is insufficient to cause substantial damage to a behemoth like a ship." He picked up a cigarette, sniffed it greedily, and said.
There were explosives in the room, and smoking was strictly prohibited, so he would occasionally sniff tobacco leaves to relieve his craving.
“This can be solved,” Mao Xuanyi said. “We have discussed it with the Chief. We can smuggle a large amount of explosives onto the ship first. The purpose of the timed explosives is to detonate those explosives at the same time as the explosion.”
“That’s feasible.” Wu Shunjia thought for a moment and nodded.
"That's great!" Mao Xuanyi said happily.
Wu Shunjia is a bomb expert in the Special Operations Department. Only with Wu Shunjia's approval can this operation truly have a chance of success.
“There’s a problem,” Wu Shunjia said. “The timer can only use an alarm clock, and alarm clocks make a sound when they tick. Although I can try to modify it to reduce the sound, I can’t make it silent, which means it may attract the enemy’s attention.”
……
"How low can you speak?" Mao Xuanyi asked.
Wu Shunjia did not answer. He opened the drawer, took out a modified alarm clock, and handed it to Mao Xuanyi.
Mao Xuanyi took it to listen. The ticking sound of the alarm clock was indeed very low, but in a quiet environment, it could still attract attention.
"Then we can only try to place the timed explosives in locations with relatively loud noise," Mao Xuanyi said after thinking for a moment.
The ship was noisy, but he didn't think it was a big problem.
“You know the situation on the ship best. As long as you think there’s no problem, then it’s fine.” Wu Shunjia nodded.
As he spoke, he sighed.
“I heard that the Allied forces are already using explosive devices with electric detonators. I haven’t seen them, and I’ve tried to study them, but unfortunately, I haven’t succeeded yet,” Wu Shunjia said.
"An electric detonator explosive device?" Mao Xuanyi asked, intrigued.
“Yes.” Wu Shunjia nodded.
“I’ve got it,” Mao Xuanyi said. “I’ll mention it to the Chief and report it to Chongqing. If the Allies have it, we should be able to get it too. If we really have such a magical explosive device, it will be so much easier to carry out bombings in the future.”
"It would be wonderful if we could get our hands on it," Wu Shunjia said happily.
"The time bomb needs to be loaded onto the ship in two days," Mao Xuanyi said. "So, I need to get it by tomorrow night at the latest."
“No problem.” Wu Shunjia nodded. “It’s all familiar work, but this time the requirements are to be more meticulous. There’s enough time.”
……
Lu Tonghui was somewhat troubled.
He thought that by joining the Japanese, he could make a fortune and live a life of luxury.
However, the current situation is not quite what he had envisioned.
They were unable to find Mao Xuanyi. The Japanese did not mistreat him, but they did not treat him too well either.
Moreover, he was stuck in Shanghai, spending his days wandering the streets, hoping to catch a glimpse of Mao Xuanyi.
Shanghai is great, a den of extravagance, but it only belongs to the rich. The funds the Japanese gave him were only enough to maintain an ordinary life. It was impossible for him to enjoy life comfortably in Shanghai.
Mao Xuanyi, Mao Xuanyi, we're from the same hometown, please show up soon and help me live a better life!
……
Lu Tonghui sighed.
Frustrated, he has been drinking heavily lately.
That day, he returned home dejectedly, carrying a bottle of wine in his hand.
Another day has passed, and still nothing has been accomplished.
Just then, Lu Tonghui rubbed his eyes and saw a man riding a rickshaw stop in front of a general store.
The streetlights were dim, but he could vaguely feel that the man's profile resembled Mao Xuanyi.
Lu Tonghui swallowed hard and took a deep breath.
He crept closer to the general store.
He hid in the corner and stared wide-eyed.
The person was making a phone call at the general store. When he turned his head, his face was clearly visible.
That's right!
It's Mao Xuanyi!
That's right!
Lu Tonghui felt blessed by his ancestors. He had actually found someone in Shanghai, a city where searching for someone like this was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He was so lucky that such incredible fortune had befallen him.
After watching Mao Xuanyi finish his phone call, pay the bill, and ride away on his bicycle, I watched as he left.
He wanted to follow, but ultimately didn't have the courage.
Mao Xuanyi is a notorious assassin in the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau; following him could be dangerous.
Lu Tonghui took out his pocket watch, memorized the time, noted down the sign of the general store, and then hurriedly left.
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Special High Section.
A car sped into the yard, braked suddenly, and Arao Tomohiro got out of the car.
Yoshimura Shinpachi went to greet him.
"Lu Tonghui saw Mao Xuanyi? You're not mistaken this time, are you?" he asked.
“Lu Tonghui swore an oath that his judgment was absolutely accurate this time; it was indeed Mao Xuanyi,” Yoshimura Shinpachi said, his tone also excited.
“Bring him to me,” said Tomohiro Arao.
"Hai."
……
Section Chief's Office.
"Are you sure it's Mao Xuanyi?" Arao Tomohiro asked.
“Reporting to Section Chief,” Lu Tonghui said, “It is indeed Mao Xuanyi. I saw his face clearly; it is him, no doubt about it.”
“The location,” said Arao Tomohiro.
“Linkton Street in the Paitain district, Xingfu General Store,” Lu Tonghui said. “Mao Xuanyi was riding a bicycle at the time, and he went to the general store to make a phone call.”
"Making a phone call?" Arao Tomohiro's spirits lifted. Although Lu Tonghui had not followed Mao Xuanyi and had lost track of him, the act of making a phone call was itself a very valuable clue.
“Yes,” Lu Tonghui said.
"When did you make the call?" Arao Tomohiro asked.
“15 PM,” Lu Tonghui said.
“Yoshimura Shinpachi.” Arao Tomohiro turned to Yoshimura Shinpachi. “Go verify, go investigate. I need to know where the call went, how long it took, and ask the general store owner if he heard a single word.”
"Hai."
……
The next day.
Yoshimura Shinpachi reported the situation to Arao Tomohiro.
"The owner of Xingfu General Store confessed that Mao Xuanyi did make a phone call there," Yoshimura Shinpachi said. "However, Mao Xuanyi bought an extra pack of cigarettes and asked the owner to stay away, so he didn't hear what was being said on the phone."
"Is this shopkeeper suspicious?" Arao Tomohiro asked.
“At present, he seems to be just an ordinary general store owner, nothing suspicious,” Yoshimura Shinpachi said. “However, I have already arranged for people to keep an eye on the general store, and if there is any problem, it will definitely be discovered.”
……
“Tell me about the phone call,” said Tomohiro Arao.
“We confirmed with the telegraph office that the call was made to Tel Aviv Road,” Yoshimura Shinpachi said. “I went to the scene to investigate, and it was also a general store.”
"According to what I've gathered, the general store owner said that someone is waiting for a phone call at his shop," Yoshimura Shinpachi said.
Arao Tomohiro frowned. He had thought that the call from the Pétain district would go to a secret outpost of the Special Operations Department, so that he could follow the trail. He didn't expect it to be a call to a general store.
"They are indeed quite cautious," said Arao Tomohiro in a deep voice. "As expected of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Bureau, which has been able to exist for so long, their level of caution is far beyond what other military intelligence agencies can match."
"Does the owner of the general store on Taylor Road remember the person waiting to answer the phone?" Arao Tomohiro asked.
“According to the shopkeeper, he did see that person a few times in the vicinity,” Yoshimura Shinpachi said. “That person even bought cigarettes from his shop once.”
"So, this person's whereabouts are near Telasto Road, or even right there on Telasto Road." Arao Tomohiro's expression changed.
“I think so too,” Yoshimura Shinpachi said.
"Take the shopkeeper to identify the person, and find a way to locate him," said Arao Tomohiro. "Tell the shopkeeper that if he doesn't cooperate, kill his entire family."
"clear."
"Furthermore, it's past nine o'clock at night, yet Mao Xuanyi appeared in the Pétain district. Either he's hiding in the Pétain district, or he's going there on something very important," said Arao Tomohiro. "Spread out your forces and conduct a secret search."
"Hai."
……
That evening.
Telasto Road.
The young Taoist priest emerged from the safe house to meet with Mao Xuanyi and finalize their plans for tomorrow's operation.
He adjusted his baseball cap and cautiously observed the surroundings out of the corner of his eye, but found nothing unusual.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette pack, and squeezed it; there was only one cigarette left.
He put the cigarette in his mouth, casually tossed the cigarette pack aside, lit the cigarette, and strolled toward the general store on the street corner.
When they were still a dozen meters away from the general store, the young Taoist priest slowed down.
He noticed something was wrong.
The shopkeeper, surnamed Huang, was wiping the counter with a rag in his hand. However, his gaze was not on the rag or the counter; he kept looking outside, and his eyes seemed somewhat unfocused.
The young Taoist priest's eyes narrowed. He looked over and saw a man in the shop, seemingly buying something, not talking to the shopkeeper, but glancing at the shopkeeper from time to time.
……
Huang Xinchang stared blankly outside.
He never expected that his honest and law-abiding life would be struck by such a misfortune.
The other party was Japanese. He wasn't stupid; he naturally knew who the Japanese wanted to investigate and arrest.
If possible, he was unwilling to cooperate with the Japanese, because that would be treason, something that would be condemned and condemned, something that would prevent him from being buried in his ancestral grave even after death.
However, the lives of his entire family were in the hands of the Japanese. If he did not obey, those ruthless beasts would really dare to kill him.
It was at this moment that he saw the man wearing a baseball cap.
The man also saw him.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air.
Huang Xinchang panicked immediately. He wanted to warn the other party, but he didn't dare.
He just stared straight at the man in the baseball cap, praying in his heart that the man wouldn't come, wouldn't come.
not good.
Although he didn't know the specifics, the young Taoist priest knew something was wrong; the shopkeeper's situation was not right.
Without hesitation, he turned around and walked in another direction.
Seeing the man in the baseball cap leave, the shopkeeper breathed a long sigh of relief and began to wipe the countertop.
……
Yoshimura Shinpachi kept his eyes fixed on the shopkeeper.
He frowned.
The shopkeeper's expression was off.
The shopkeeper was instructed to keep a close eye on the outside in order to find the target.
However, now the shopkeeper is wiping the countertop with his head down, and he seems to have just breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately looked outside the store.
I happened to see a man turn and walk away.
He recognized this person; he had just seen this person walking towards the general store, but now he suddenly turned around.
Bage ducks fall!
"Is it that person?" Yoshimura Shinpachi asked the shopkeeper fiercely.
The shopkeeper was at a loss and too frightened to speak.
Yoshimura Shinpachi immediately knew the answer.
He immediately drew his gun and rushed out. Following his movement, Special Higher Police agents who were lying in ambush outside the general store under various identities also rushed out.
boom!
Yoshimura Shinpachi fired the shot.
……
The young Taoist priest, who was walking briskly, heard the chaotic footsteps behind him and immediately knew something was wrong.
He sprinted at full speed, running in a zigzag pattern.
This allowed him to avoid the bullets coming from behind.
Without turning around, he drew his pistol and fired two shots behind him, slowing down the enemy, before turning into an alley.
Then, the young Taoist priest's expression changed drastically. He saw two more people running out of the alley.
The two men were carrying pistols.
Without the slightest hesitation, the young Taoist priest fired the first shot.
Bang bang bang.
They were shot dead.
However, the sudden appearance of these two people delayed his escape.
The pursuers had caught up, and gunfire erupted, sending debris flying everywhere.
A bullet struck the young Taoist priest in the back.
He was shot.
The young Taoist priest was forced to seek cover and engage in a fierce battle with his pursuers.
……
Yoshimura Shinpachi led his men forward.
His face was ashen.
A dozen or so people surrounded and captured one person, but this person killed five of them and injured two others.
The other person is now lying in a pool of blood.
“He’s still breathing.” A Special Higher Police agent stepped forward, bent down, and checked his breath. He immediately exclaimed with delight.
"Take him to the hospital!" Yoshimura Shinpachi shouted urgently. "We must save this person's life."
……
No. 22 Xuehuali Road.
Li Hao went upstairs with a smile on his face and greeted the police officers along the way.
"Brother Fan, it's me." He knocked on the door of the director's office.
"Come in."
Li Hao entered the house, casually closed the door, and the smile on his face disappeared.
"Brother Fan, something's happened," Li Hao said urgently.
"Speak," Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"The young Taoist priest may have gotten into trouble," Li Hao said.
"What's going on?" Cheng Qianfan's expression changed.
"There was a gunshot on Tel Aviv Road. I took some men over to check, and there was only blood on the scene, no bodies," Li Hao said. "It was the Special Higher Police. They had a gunfight there, and they quickly cleaned up the scene."
"Is it the young Taoist priest?" Cheng Qianfan asked. The young Taoist priest's safe house was on Telusto Road.
"It should be." Li Hao nodded. After the shot was fired on Telas, Brother Fan noticed something was wrong and immediately sent him with his men to check it out.
He told Cheng Qianfan, “Witnesses said that a group of people surrounded and captured a person. It can be confirmed that he was a member of the Special Higher Police. That person killed many Japanese people, but in the end he was unable to break through and was carried away by the Japanese. I suspect that person was the Taoist priest.”
"Is he dead or alive?" Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth and asked the question.
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