The home of this rich man in Hangzhou is extremely lively.
Yang Wanwan hosted a banquet in honor of ‘Professor of Tokyo Imperial University of the Empire of Japan’ Yoshino Suke and his party.
Kawada Nagakichi cleared his throat and said, "Thanks to Boss Yang for your warm hospitality, I am deeply grateful. Everyone, cheers to the friendship between Japan and China."
"cheers!"
“Long live Japan-China friendship!”
There was a burst of cheers.
"Boss Yang is a friend of the Japanese Empire." Kawada Nagakichi paused and looked around the crowd, "The Yamato nation is the most kind and honest nation, and we will not treat our friends badly."
"Well said." Yang Baiwan's beard trembled with excitement, "Cuijuan, pour some wine for Mr. Yoshino. I want to have a good drink with Mr. Yoshino."
A beautiful woman with a forced smile stood up to pour wine for Kawada Yongji. She was Yang Wanwan's eighth concubine, Cuijuan.
Yang Wanwan picked up the wine glass with a flattering look on his face, "Mr. Yoshino, although I am old, I am still willing to contribute to the Sino-Japanese friendship with my little light, but if I am driven, I will do my best to serve the Empire of Japan.
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"Okay, okay." Kawada Yongji high-fived and praised, "I am very happy that the empire can have a sincere friend like Yang Sang."
The atmosphere of the dinner party became more and more lively.
…
At the same time, No. 30, Xiongzhen Building.
Agents from the Xiongzhen Tower headquarters of the Secret Service were summoned.
Yu Ping'an was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and was giving an impassioned lecture.
"Based on the reliable information we have received, the whereabouts of Japanese puppet Kawada Nagakichi, who killed dozens of brothers in North China, have been grasped."
"What should we do about such a Japanese executioner who is full of crimes and has his hands stained with the blood of his colleagues and brothers?!"
"Kill!" all the agents shouted in unison.
"Very well, comrades and brothers." Yu Ping'an continued, "The time has come for us to serve the party and the country. Seize Kawada Nagakichi and avenge the sacrifice of our brothers. I order -"
"Wandelong, lead thirty people to break through the front door. You are fully responsible for everything."
"yes!"
"Wang Xiaodao, lead ten people to seal the back door!"
"yes!"
"Zeng Xie Ming, led ten people, grabbed the commanding heights and formed fire suppression."
"yes!"
"Wu Yuanfang and Duke led ten men respectively at the front and back gates to maneuver and prevent the enemy from escaping."
"Yes Yes!"
"Zhao Yansheng!" Yu Ping'an glanced at Zhao Yansheng beside him, "You lead thirty people and blockade the nearby streets. The Hangzhou Police Department will send a hundred people to follow your command to guard against the Japanese armed rescue."
"Take the fire on the third floor of the theater diagonally opposite Yulu Lane as a signal. Fire three times and the action begins!"
"clear!"
"Anyone who leaks the news and conspires with the enemy will be killed without mercy!" Yu Ping'an said in a murderous tone at the end.
The courtyard door of No. 30 Xiongzhen Building was quickly opened by the guard.
Four cars rushed out first.
Two military trucks followed, with machine guns mounted on the roofs of the trucks.
There were more than a dozen bicycles following behind.
…
Theater building, third floor.
Cheng Qianfan is waiting anxiously.
When he saw the car lights in the distance, his heart tightened. When he saw clearly that it was a military truck, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
After a short while, a car parked under the theater first.
Thump thump, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the stairs.
Although he guessed that colleagues from the Secret Service had arrived, Cheng Qianfan still did not dare to be careless. As soon as he took out his pistol, Yu Ping'an pushed the door open and entered.
Cheng Qianfan quickly put away his gun and saluted, "Deputy Director Yu."
"Is the person still here?" Yu Ping'an asked eagerly, not caring about the red tape.
"Here!" Cheng Qianfan nodded, walked to the window on the third floor, pointed to the alley diagonally opposite and said, "Yang Baiwan's house, the red lantern says Yang on it, I kept staring at it, Kawada Yongji didn't leave."
"Okay! Great!" Yu Ping'an happily patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "If we can capture Kawada, you will be the first to do so!"
"I don't dare, it's Deputy Director Yu who is planning the plan." Cheng Qianfan said respectfully, "Deputy Director Yu, my subordinates request to participate in the arrest."
"Follow me first!" Yu Ping'an said.
"No one can harm the director unless I fall!" Cheng Qianfan said immediately.
Yu Ping'an nodded. This time, he did not correct him and said that Cheng Qianfan should call him 'Deputy Director Yu'.
"Cut off the phone line at Yang Wanwan's home," Yu Ping'an said.
"It's best to cut off the phone lines of all residents in Yulu Lane." Cheng Qianfan said suddenly.
"Do as he said." Yu Ping'an said immediately, and then patted Cheng Qianfan hard on the shoulder.
…
Cheng Qianfan guarded Yu Ping'an and stood at the entrance of Yulu Lane.
At this moment, the front door, back door, alleys, and nearby streets of Yang Wanwan's residence were all surrounded by military police and special agents.
Cheng Qianfan even saw a group of Chinese soldiers coming over with mortars.
This shocked him. This was the urban area of Hangzhou!
In the "peaceful season", firing artillery fire in urban areas is not a trivial matter. If it is not done well, it will cause people to panic.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan staring at the mortar, Yu Pingan shook his head and said with a smile, "It's just a show."
Cheng Qianfan nodded and said nothing. He knew that this was not just an act.
Obviously, Yu Ping'an became fierce and vowed to take down Kawada Nagakichi.
If they fail to break down the door and the people of the Yang Mansion fight stubbornly, Yu Ping'an might actually dare to order the cannon to fire if they get to that point.
…
Yu Pingan took out his pocket watch and looked at it.
It's a quarter past eight in the evening.
"What time did it start?" Yu Ping'an suddenly asked.
"An hour ago." Cheng Qianfan understood what Yu Ping'an was asking and immediately replied, "I asked about it and it was the food sent by Shuyulou."
Shuyulou is a famous restaurant in Hangzhou. There are several dishes that are unique in Hangzhou. Many wealthy people will call to request Shuyulou’s specialty dishes when they hold banquets at their homes.
"Wu Fang, you are the most familiar with Kawada Nagakichi. You go ahead and you must not let him escape." Yu Ping'an said.
"Director, by your side..." Cheng Qianfan did not move, looking at Yu Ping'an worriedly.
"No one can hurt me." Yu Pingan's eyes flashed with a faint smile, "Go! Capture Kawada Nagakichi!"
"yes!"
five minutes later.
Yu Ping'an looked at his watch again, and then suddenly waved his hand, "Action!"
An adjutant immediately looked toward the third floor of the theater with a flashlight.
Immediately, at the window on the third floor, someone took the lamp in and out, three times.
At the door of Yang Mansion, seeing the signal from the third floor of the theater, Wan Delong, the leader of the action team responsible for breaking the door, waved his hand, "Go!"
Cheng Qianfan made a click and adjusted the Mauser pistol in his hand to the ready-to-fire state.
A man wearing a telegraph office uniform hurried up and knocked on the door of Yang's house.
"Who!" came the questioning voice from inside.
"I sent a telegram to Boss Yang from his hometown in Yuyao."
"It's Lao Lai. I remember his voice." A servant of the Yang Mansion inside nodded and bowed to a Japanese agent beside him.
The Japanese agent nodded.
The servant of the Yang Mansion pulled the door latch, opened the door gently, leaned out, "Where's the telegram? Here -"
Then he saw the crowd outside the door, was shocked, and was about to shrink back.
Cheng Qianfan reacted the fastest. He grabbed the Yang family servant's clothes, grabbed him directly, and stuck him in the middle of the door.
Why not kick, but pinch.
Kicking the door requires space and time, the other party will react quickly, and slamming the door shut will be bad.
Pulling people out directly blocked the courtyard door, making it impossible to close the door immediately.
In the blink of an eye, several strong agents rushed up and opened the courtyard door, and more agents rushed in with guns raised.
