C168

Chapter 168 - Complicated Intelligence Warfare

The Tanggu City was currently being run by Xiao Letian like an iron bucket. Outside the city, in the countless warehouses and villas set up by the merchants, the figures of Xiao Letian's forces could be seen.

Although many of the businesses that were owned by the Keeper Niu or other merchants were secretly taken over by Xiao Letian, the entire Tanggu's business circle belonged to him and he was in a complicated situation. And all of these had only one goal, and that was to hide Xiao Letian's true strength.

In a storage area outside the Tanggu City, there were cotton, silk, linen, and imported velvet fabrics. This was a warehouse belonging to a famous cloth merchant in the Tanggu, it was normal and normal.

However, in this ordinary warehouse, there was a secret door that was quietly pushed open from the deepest part of the wooden wall. The sound of wailing in fear came from the inside.

"Great sir! Great masters! I will confess! I will confess all of them!" I will confess anything you ask! " The one who had a face full of fear was Huang Liu's butler. In front of him was a group of black-clothed people covered in black cloth, looking at him sinisterly.

He only remembered that he had been temporarily locked up in the yamen's prison. Normally, he would only be able to pay the fines for such a small crime and then be released on the same day. However, he didn't know why, but after drinking a bowl of water for a while, he started to feel drowsy.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in complete darkness. There was not even a speck of light around him. He could not even sense a single strand of flowing air. The butler was timid to begin with, but he found himself tied to a chair, scared to the point that he was sweating profusely.

"Who?" "Who's here?" The butler suddenly discovered that there were several indistinct breaths beside him, causing his voice to change. Then a match was lit and a Western-made wind lantern was lit.

Looking at the mysterious person covered by a black veil, the steward had peed his pants when he felt the heat.

Without needing these people to do anything, the butler miserably shouted, "I confess, I confess everything, I say everything you ask me. I've never done anything wicked in my life, I burn incense and chant buddhist scriptures, I respect my elders and my young, I will build bridges and mend the roads …"

The several mysterious people did not expect this butler to be so cowardly. They looked at each other and revealed a relaxed expression. "We've already figured out your background. This tablet of yours isn't bad and you still have a bit of conscience. Therefore, we won't make things difficult for you. As long as you answer the question honestly …"

"Don't worry, I'll be honest. I'll be honest …" The butler nodded his head like he was pounding garlic.

"Tell us everything clearly, why did Huang Liu attack the Industrial Zones? Who else was behind him? And who are they meeting up with, where are they hiding in the Tanggu … "

Apparently, the steward had never been trained as a spy. He had never been trained for the defense against torture. After being slightly intimidated by them, he had lost everything he had.

Under the butler's instructions, a person called Sun Sanhu surfaced. Yes, he is the manager brought by Fan Lian, the big brother. Although he is the manager of the Guangde in name, his true identity is very suspicious.

In the butler's memory, Sun Sanhu had hooked up with their young master a month ago. This man who called himself the envoy from the capital and the Young Master had talked to him in private in the study room for a good half a day.

"Our Young Master used to read books for about two to four hours every day, but since that day, he had never touched a book again. Not only that, he had said many times that he was bound to win the examinations. It was also from that time onwards that Young Master ordered us to spread rumors in the four villages of Tanggu. Currently, 90% of the rumors on the streets are actually made up by our Young Master … "

"My lords, please don't kill me. I have never done anything wicked in my life. They forced me to do this. Wuu …" As he spoke, the butler started crying.

There was no longer any need for questioning until now. When the butler's information was combined with the information from the previous spies, they were finally able to determine that Sun Sanhu was the person in charge of the renegade forces in Tanggu City.

Since he was able to determine the position of High Scholar, it showed that the fellow had a close relationship with Qing Liu. Furthermore, Dragon Lord had tested his inner force skills and was very close to the Red Sect Protector's faction.

~ This is a little strange, could this Sun Sanhu be a great character who can step on two boats and receive the support of both the imperial family and Qing Liu at the same time? Or had Qing Liu and the royal family reached some secret agreement?

After walking out of the secret dungeon, Wang Huaiyuan took off his mask, lightly tapped the cloth beside him with his fist and said to his subordinates in a low voice, "From now on, the number of people monitoring Sun Sanhu will double, and also keep a close eye on Jiao Si'er and the rest. If Jiao Si'er and the others were to take orders from Sun Sanhu, it would be very dangerous …"

The scout at Wang Huaiyuan's side received the order and left. At the same time, the main character that was watching over them, Sun Sanhu, was chatting with Fan Ru in the inner chamber of the Guangde.

"old shopkeeper, Beijing is urging us again, can you convince your brother or not? This is the first time I have seen such a stubborn old geezer, I wonder what kind of Ecstasy did Xiao Letian give him … "

As Fan Ru looked at the gloomy face of Sun Sanhu, a trace of coldness involuntarily emerged from the bottom of his heart. This manager was recommended by Weng Tonghe's family's butler. This was not a person a small merchant could offend.

Sun Sanhu was extremely honest with the old shopkeeper. He had clearly told the old shopkeeper that he was here to deal with Xiao Letian, but at the same time that he was doing so, he couldn't mistakenly kill the golden egg chicken that was the Letian Firm. In short, he wanted to go overseas and didn't want Xiao Letian, and the only person who was familiar with the business of the Letian Firm was Fan Lian.

"Xiao Letian is something that the big figures in the capital hate, but the silver lords of Letian Firm do not hate the money earned. What exactly does your brother want, give us a price, as long as he can rely on us and bring Xiao Letian back, no matter what the big figures will agree to give us …"

"How many memorial archways do you want in your hometown? Does the woman in my family want to get a title? Or to be more practical, you should first push out two to three County Magistrates among your descendants in Fan family. This is a true benefit, my old shopkeeper, you better work harder … "

Fan Ru's eyes lit up when he heard this. He slapped the table and said, "I'll go find that stubborn old man right now, if worst comes to worst, I'll just die in front of him. I don't believe that he's so heartless that he won't even give up his own brother's life …" With that, the old man put on his fur cloak and walked down the stairs.

Sun Sanhu did not follow them. He stood by the window on the second floor and watched as the workers swept the snow all over the street. The snow that was currently falling was already much smaller and the northwest wind had also weakened.

Just as Sun Sanhu was considering his plans, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the street. It was Jiao Si'er.

"Aiyo?" This old fellow really knows how to be lazy, I let you collect all the evidence of Xiao Letian's crime, what the f * ck did you go to the tea house for? " F * ck, who doesn't know that there are three and a half people in the tea house on the corner. This old pervert must have gone to take advantage of the brothel again.

Sun Sanhu guessed right, the tea shop around the corner that the labourers liked to go to was originally a place that the Jiao Si'er disdained. It was a famous gum shop in the Beijing, a place where people fought for tea in eight alleys, drinking tea together with those smelly labourers was really too cheap.

But when he heard that there were three women in the tea house, all of them extremely beautiful and flirtatious, the old pervert Jiao Si'er could no longer hold himself back. The Multi Girl was already a little tired of playing around. He didn't dare to do anything to Xiao Letian's inner chamber, and the remaining girls were too ugly. It had been a few days since the Jiao Si Shu started to eat meat.

This time, the half-hidden door was truly beautiful. Jiao Si'er had already visited it three times, and the taste was always different.

When Jiao Si'er walked out of the inner courtyard feeling refreshed, he turned around to leave but realised that the people in the hall had all gathered together. An old man was living in vain.

"I've lived for over fifty years, and I've eaten more salt than your food. "If I say it's a yin soldier borrowing the dao, then it's a yin soldier. There's no mistake …"

After listening for a while, he realized that the people in the crowd were all old geezers from the village in the south of the city. Right now, he was talking about the hottest news in Tanggu City, the Yin soldiers were borrowing the wine.

"The reason why I dared to take on this job is because I have more guts than others. When I was young, I met a ghost wall in the cemetery, and I sang 'five trials and six generals' and kept rushing out. Would I dare to look at the ghost soldiers and borrow their weapons? "Grandmother …"

"That night, just after I finished playing the Triumph Drum, I lay down to rest and heard the sound of footsteps on the main road. It was very messy but very soft, but I could hear it clearly. When I secretly leaned against the wall to look, I realized that it was a group of ghost soldiers …"

"My mother, I was so scared that my back was completely soaked. The soldiers all had shiny bald heads, and they seemed to be wearing blue. They were all wearing leather boots, and the killing intent on their faces shot into the sky …"

"Foreign troops? "Sigh, your words are quite reliable. It really does look like the dress of a foreign soldier that was brought up from the Da Gu Kou five years ago. But my eyes are very venomous, from a glance, I can tell that these are the faces of Chinese people, and not foreign people …"

The surrounding people were already dumbfounded by what they heard. This ghost story was much better than what it was told in the past. It didn't matter if they believed it or not; this kind of ghost story had always been people's first choice for entertainment.

"You guys didn't even know that the ghost soldiers were only able to travel 200 steps away. The ghost door of the main road was wide open, and countless white bone chains flew out, silently waving in the air. Many ghost hands even drilled out from the ground …" "Just like that, this group of ghost soldiers disappeared one by one from the ghost sect …"

"At that time, I already knew that something big was going to happen in Tanggu. Look at the Little Wang Manor, the plague is here, this group of ghost soldiers is here to collect people's souls. Many of them are still panting and talking, but their souls are long gone, waiting for a flash of the Bane, and then the Underworld will open their doors and accept them … "

At this time, no one in the crowd questioned the taste of the distillers' grains anymore. Furthermore, every time they heard something interesting, they would always be greeted with an exclamation. In the end, even the three half-hidden women were lured out.

By the time the story of the distillers grains was finished, Jiao Si'er had already finished two pots of tea and even finished eating a plate of dessert. As he walked out of the tea house, Jiao Si looked at the white and boundless street, and suddenly patted his head, "I'm a pig brain, didn't Xiao Letian ask me to deliver a letter to the foreigners? "How could I have forgotten? What kind of broken memory is this …"

Xiao Letian planned to invite many foreigners to dinner tonight so they could discuss the construction of the Industrial Zones. The mission assigned to Jiao Si'er was to invite Ma Xiu and Mike. The two of them lived in villas built by foreigners, and they were only ten minutes walk away from the tea house.

When Jiao Si was brought to Rest Room on the second floor by butler Yang in a suit, Ma Xiu and Mike were playing billiards. Seeing that the Master Yang did not dare to slight him, Jiao Si quickly knelt down and saluted.

"Greetings to the two masters. We, the foreign Mr. Xiao, have asked me to send you the invitation …"

"Oh, you go first. Stand up. Wait a moment. This round, it's almost over …"

Jiao Si'er listened to the foreign language that didn't have four syllables, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to do so. He could only obediently stand by the round table and wait, but when his eyes inadvertently swept across the items on the table, his old face immediately turned pale white, and his back became drenched in sweat.