Chapter Sixteen: Undercurrents (Part Two)

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  As a businessman, the huge profit in business also represents huge risks. Without risk, where does the return come from? Fang Zida deeply understands this point. After careful consideration of this matter, although his current position represents certain risks, once done well, the returns are equally enormous. Sitting in this position is like being on the edge of a volcano, but at the same time, he has truly gained power, and Song Jiren has given him this special privilege.

  Liuguo Restaurant, Fang Zidao hadn't been there for some days, Marcos had left China long ago, but the room upstairs was still reserved by Fang Zidao.

  "Master Fang, this is some news that I've recently gathered." Zhou San'r walked over to Fang Zida, who was sitting in a corner of the dining hall, with a cup of red wine in hand. As he set down the wine, he discreetly handed Fang Zida a piece of paper.

  Put the note in his pocket, Fang Zida handed a crumpled bill to Zhou Saner.

  "Thank you, Mr Fang!"

  "No need, this is what you should get." Fang Zida smiled slightly. Although Zhou Saner was young, he was quite clever and had helped Fang Zida collect a lot of information at the Liuguo Restaurant. Moreover, Zhou Saner had studied in a private school for several years and his handwriting was good. After working at the Liuguo Restaurant for so many years, he handled things very steadily.

  He slowly savored the red wine, listening to the melodious piano music in the restaurant. Fang Zida was very much enjoying this feeling. Normally, after finishing his drink, he would leave, but today something was strange - Zhou Saner, who should have avoided him, hadn't left and instead stood by, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

  "Third son, what's wrong?" Feeling something unusual about Zhou Saner today, Fang Zidao looked over at him.

  "Master Fang... Master Fang, I was wondering if I could ask you for a favor?" Zhou San'er said hesitantly, summoning up his courage.

  "Haha, short of money? Are you thinking of borrowing from me?" Fang Zidao asked with a smile, having encountered this situation many times before.

  "No, no, no." Zhou San'er's face turned red as he hastily shook his head: "It's not about the money, it's... it's..."

  "Go on, what is it."

  "Master Fang, please save us!" Zhou Saner suddenly burst into tears and was about to kneel down in front of Fang Zidao.

  "Don't kneel!" he whispered, and Fang Zida hastily stopped Zhou San'er's action. He looked around and saw that no one had noticed him here, so he frowned and asked, "What's going on? This isn't a place to talk, go find me at the corner of the street opposite in half an hour."

  "Thank you, Mr. Fang! Thank you, Mr. Fang!"

  With a wave of his hand, Zhou San'er left, and Fang Zida slowly finished the red wine in his cup before getting up to leave Liu Guo Restaurant. After exiting the door, crossing the street, and turning a corner, Zhou San'er, who had changed clothes, was already waiting with eager eyes.

  "What's going on? Tell me." Fang Zida asked, lighting a cigarette and taking a puff.

  "Master Fang, I know you're a big shot, and everyone in the capital speaks highly of you. Please save my brother's life!" Zhou San'er knelt down as soon as he saw Fang Zidao, begging with tears in his voice.

  "Your brother?" Fang Zidao was puzzled. Zhou Saner, although nicknamed "Three", had only two sisters at home and no brothers, where did this "brother" come from?

  "He's the son of Zhang Damao from our neighborhood, we're neighbors and grew up together since childhood... always called him 'ge'..." Zhou San'er explained.

  Fang Zida nodded in understanding and pulled up Zhou Saner who was still kneeling: "What's wrong with your brother?"

  "My brother was taken away by the police last night." Zhou Saner said with tears in her eyes.

  "What's going on? Why are they arresting him? Did he steal something or get into a fight?" Fang Zidao asked with a smile after figuring it out for half a day.

  On Wednesday, the child shook his head and cried: "None of them, say it was my brother who killed."

  "Murder!" Fang Zida was shocked, murder is a big case, it's a matter of life and death! Who would have thought that Zhou Saner, who looks so weak, actually has such a powerful brother? No wonder the old saying goes "don't judge people by their appearance".

  "Who killed him? Why did they kill him? Seeking revenge?"

  "The police said... the police said... my brother he... killed... killed is... is President Yuan." Zhou Saner hesitantly replied, and Fang Zida was shocked, what! Yuan Shikai is dead? This is impossible! How did he not receive the news? And who is Yuan Shikai? The President of the Republic of China! How could he be easily approached and assassinated by one person?

  "No, no, no! It wasn't that my brother killed President Yuan, I'm all confused. What happened was that the police said my brother was going to kill President Yuan." After realizing his mistake, Zhou San'er hastily explained: "Just last night, a large group of police cordoned off the street where I live and took away my brother, saying he was an assassin from the Blood and Light Society who wanted to harm President Yuan. This... this is really unjust! My brother's whole family are honest people, although he does know some martial arts, but all he does is set up a stall on Tianqiao Bridge to show off his skills and help sell tonics, how could he dare do something so reckless? Moreover, saying he wanted to kill President Yuan, what nonsense is that? My brother has never even seen the gatekeeper of the Presidential Palace in his life! This is just absurd..."

  After a flurry of words, Fang Zidao finally understood that Zhang Biao, also known as Zhou Saner's childhood friend, was suddenly arrested by the police last night. After someone pointed him out and confessed that Zhang Biao was Sun Wen's man, belonging to an organization called Xueguangtuan, which mainly carried out assassination tasks, Zhang Biao was one of its members. Recently, Xueguangtuan received orders from Japanese Sun Wen to plot the assassination of Yuan Shikai in Beijing.

  This is the first time Fang Zidao has heard of this, and as for the so-called Blood Light Team, he had never even heard of it. However, Sun Wen and his people have always been fond of assassination and playing with human bombs, which is well-known to all. Moreover, Sun Wen recently issued a nationwide telegram, loudly shouting slogans to resolve the issue by force and kill the national thief Yuan Shikai. If they really sent someone to Beijing to carry out an assassination, it's not entirely impossible.

  But listening to Zhou San'er's explanation, this person named Zhang Biao seems to be just an ordinary person and has nothing to do with Sun Wen and others. Although he is relatively strong and has mixed in the rivers and lakes, he usually talks about righteousness, but overall, he is just a commoner who makes a living by selling his skills and fighting, and his ancestors have been living in Beijing for generations, Zhang Biao has never been to the south, it's really strange to say that he is an assassin.

  After some thought, Fang Zidao couldn't make any promises for the time being. He still needed to figure out what was going on, especially with this sudden appearance of a blood glow. No matter what the reason was, he had to understand it first. After comforting Zhou Saner for a few sentences, Fang Zidao agreed to help investigate and find out more before deciding how to rescue Zhang Biao. However, just this attitude made Zhou Saner overjoyed, and he hurriedly kowtowed three times to Fang Zidao, saying that as long as they could rescue Zhang Biao, he would be willing to serve Fang Zidao like a cow or horse.