The First Volume: The Hollow Spirit Chapter 38: The Mysterious Character No. 17 File

  Wang Ya-zu got into the consulate's car and had a rare opportunity to enjoy the service of a foreign driver. This was no ordinary foreign driver, but one from the French concession's consulate, who was on a completely different level from those foreigners driving electric cars on the road. However, regardless of department or company, all foreign employees held higher status than their Chinese counterparts.

  The driver of the car looked unhappy because he had to drive for Wang Yaowu, a Chinese man. The French driver thought it was an insult to him. However, despite his unhappiness, Wang Yaowu was an important guest at the French Concession Consulate and had to be taken to his destination as quickly as possible. As a result, the car had already run through two red lights from departure to now.

  "It's okay, slow down. There's no need to be in such a hurry." Wang Ya-zu was very helpless, taking out 10 silver dollars from his wallet, which was the average monthly expenditure of ordinary people outside Shanghai, but the foreigners wouldn't accept it if there wasn't enough money. Continuing to speed along like this, Wang Ya-zu was afraid that the car would knock pedestrians flying, and if the consulate's car killed a Chinese person, the Shanghai municipal government would just pay some compensation and that would be the end of it, with no consequences for the perpetrator.

  After receiving the money, the driver's expression also relaxed a lot, and the speed of driving slowed down. Foreigners also like money, otherwise why would foreigners cross the ocean and leave their hometown to come to this piece of land in China that is still in chaos? However, Wang Ya Zu now still has some regrets, what's the point of taking a taxi, giving 10 yuan to a foreign driver, it's not as good as spending 10 yuan to buy ten tables of food and inviting roadside beggars to eat.

  When Wang Yaoyu returned to the small building, Shi Ankou and others were still preparing and had not set off yet. Seeing Wang Yaoyu's return, Tie Tou and Mao Zi naturally wanted to greet him, but the two men's emotions were somewhat contradictory. With Wang Yaoyu back, if he participated in the action, then the one who would rush forward first would definitely be Wang Yaoyu, so they wouldn't have to work so hard. However, the credit couldn't all go to Wang Yaoyu alone; Tie Tou and Mao Zi had always dreamed of overthrowing each other and climbing up to the position of deputy stockade leader.

  The ten police officers invited by Wang Yaozu were still waiting, and Wang Yaozu was too busy to deal with them. If Tie Tou and Mao Zi couldn't even handle this matter properly, then the two of them didn't need to stay in their positions as team leaders anymore, it was time for a change of personnel.

  "How did you get back? Is it resolved? Or are you back to fetch something?" Wang Yaoyu directly entered Shi Anguo's office, where Shi Anguo would stay before taking action. Sometimes he was planning the steps for the action, sometimes he was making phone calls to relevant personnel, and sometimes he was repeatedly reviewing various files.

  "It's done, but the trouble isn't over yet. You like to see things like Orientals and Westerners biting each other. So I have to come back and get the file 'Xuanzi No. 17' from you." The files were coded as Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Yellow, and Xuanzi No. 17 was a secret file about Japanese spies in Shanghai, which was collected with great difficulty, and more than a dozen people died for it.

  "I can only give you the contents of the 17th issue of the Xuanzi, which involves the French and British concessions. I won't provide any information on other activities in Shanghai. This is a matter of great importance, and I believe Nanjing will also not allow Japanese spies to be so brazen. Once the war is over, there will definitely be action taken from the Nanjing side." Shi Anguo naturally didn't like Japanese spies either, and he hoped to thoroughly eliminate the Japanese spies who were frequently active in Shanghai. But for now, everything was focused on catching the Communist Party, which was even more dangerous than Japanese spies.

  Wang Yaozu was very helpless, but he could only get what he could get. This matter had no bad consequences for Wang Yaozu, only good ones. In fact, Wang Yaozu wasn't greedy at all; he only ate his own share and didn't want to overeat and hurt his stomach. In the end, Wang Yaozu got a list of three locations and seventeen names on paper. These were hard-won intelligence that was either bought with a high price or exchanged for lives.

  He copied down the intelligence and Wang Ya-zu quickly turned around to leave. The people in the small building were preparing to have lunch an hour early, and all the firearms were also being prepared. Wang Ya-zu estimated that they were planning to take action at noon, when Le Yun-xin had not yet returned, and assumed that he had taken a day off, so Le Yun-xin would not be able to participate in this operation.

  Three locations, two in the French concession and one in the British concession. Two of the strongholds were located in the French concession, which made Anthony and Faberson unhappy, as it was clear that the Japanese did not take the French seriously, otherwise they would not have deliberately set up two strongholds within the French concession. At this time, Anthony had already organized his personnel, and the guns and ammunition for the 50 soldiers had been distributed, but Faberson had not yet called the British Consul. In fact, foreigners were not always united, and even though Britain and France were currently allies, there were still many conflicting interests within them.

  There's still half an hour before lunch, but Faberson hasn't called yet. Wang Ya-zu and Anthony exchanged a look, Anthony was quite helpless, but he was just the consul general, Faberson was the real consul. Everything still had to be decided by Faberson. Wang Ya-zu judged that at this time, the people in the stockade had already distributed the guns and forced the ten policemen to set out together.

  Fairbairn then picked up the phone, but before making the call, Fairbairn said to Anthony and Wang Ya-zou: "Please have one of you take charge of each Japanese spy's base in my French concession. All Japanese spies on the list are to be executed. These murderers do not need a trial. I'm going to call Lampson now, but I don't trust those British at all. We can't directly interfere with what happens in the British concession, so for now we can only take care of things on our own territory."

  It seems that Faberson is also quite ruthless, but Wang Ya-zu is also clear that to sit in this position, you can't get up without being ruthless. Faberson is very clear that if all Japanese spies are caught, they will eventually be forced to let them go. There are many strategies between diplomacy, and Faberson will be very troublesome later on. Since that's the case, it's better to kill them all and use this achievement to curry favor with officials in France. Moreover, these hidden Japanese spies are all using Chinese identities to carry out activities, so if they are all killed, on the surface, only Chinese people would have been killed.

  One for every two, but the ones in charge were all French soldiers. Wang Yaowu looked at the twenty-five French soldiers behind him and felt a bit of a headache, hard to control. There was only one Chinese translator by his side, Wang Yaowu didn't need it at all, and the status of the Chinese translator was also very low, couldn't help Wang Yaowu at all.

  However, looking at the espionage activity base in his hand, Wang Yaowu immediately thought of a good idea. Before everyone got on the car, Wang Yaowu told these French soldiers in French: "This time we're going to a high-end silk store. There are many high-grade silks that can be sold for a lot of money. This time we're going to kill people, but Consul Faber didn't tell me how to deal with the money found in the silk store. I'm sure there's a lot of money in that silk store. Since it wasn't arranged above, I think this can be handled according to our Chinese way, and everything will be divided equally among the people who carried out the task. This is a great opportunity to have both merit and profit. I believe no one will ruin this action for some reason, as this action was personally ordered by Consul Faber."

  The French soldiers were bribed with money and silk, and twenty-five of them didn't have any fools. Chinese antiques, tea, and silk are all valuable things in France. With these, the twenty-five French soldiers naturally agreed to follow Wang Ya's arrangement for the time being. Everyone got on the car as soon as possible, and the two military trucks in the consulate had already been prepared.

  Just as Wang Ya-zu was about to get on the car, the Chinese translator who should have followed him was not by his side. Wang Ya-zu hurriedly went to look for him and just saw that person wanting to return to the consulate, he was pulled back by Wang Ya-zu: "Where are you going? Hurry up and get on the car. We're about to depart."

  "Mr. Wang, since you can speak French now, I'm not needed anymore. This time everyone is carrying guns and I'm really scared. Considering we're all Chinese, could you please let me off the hook just this once? Please, Mr. Wang." The translator seemed genuinely fearful, with a pleading expression.

  "No way, twenty-five French soldiers, what can I do? Even if some of them understand Chinese, they'll pretend not to. It's not like you're going to risk your life, what are you afraid of? Just get on the truck now, or you'll be wasting time and this translation job is over." Wang Ya Zu didn't have any room for negotiation, the operation had already begun, and he was in military mode, where there was no more time to waste with a translator from his own country. He directly pulled the translator onto another truck, making sure the French soldiers were watching so he couldn't escape.

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