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Chapter 68 We've Caught a Big Fish

Shanghai, French Concession, Cotton Mill Road.

In late April, the plum rain season in the Jiangnan region arrived as scheduled.

This damp weather makes people involuntarily irritable.

Major Shinichi Ando of the Special Higher Police (THP) action team stood in a secluded corner on Cotton Mill Road. Rain dripped from the edge of his military cap, soon forming a small puddle next to his boots.

He glanced at his watch; it was 2:17 a.m., thirteen minutes before the time the big fish was supposed to appear, according to the intelligence.

"Major, all positions are in place," Lieutenant Takeshi Sato of the investigation team reported in a low voice, his glasses reflecting the faint light from afar in the darkness.

Shinichi Ando nodded slightly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the Nambu pistol at his waist.

The big fish they're going to catch tonight is named Yu Zuobo, a combat supervisor in the First Regiment of the Loyal and Patriotic Army Training Corps, codenamed Candlelight.

In order to find out where this person was, the Special Higher Police had no choice but to use the informant they had planted in the Chung-jiu Army.

The day before yesterday, the informant sent out the last intelligence report and then completely lost contact.

The intelligence indicates that an important figure will be meeting near the cotton mill road at 2:30 AM today.

As for the name of this important figure, the informant did not mention it, and the Special Higher Police investigation team analyzed the information provided by the informant earlier.

This important figure should be Yu Zuobai.

Thus, a meticulously planned arrest operation was secretly launched under the arrangement of the action team's Shinichi Ando.

“Remember, they must be alive.” Ando’s voice sounded as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar. “Lord Fujita needs to know the true purpose of the Loyal Salvation Army’s entry into Shanghai.”

"Hi." Sato Takeshi bowed slightly and led several members of the investigation team to lie in ambush at the rendezvous point.

The remaining team members were positioned in ambush on both sides with perfect coordination. As soon as the middle made a move, they could cut off the front and rear lines, ensuring that the big fish tonight would not escape their grasp.

The rain intensified, pattering against the leaves of the surrounding trees.

Shinichi Ando squinted, gazing through the rain curtain at the end of the street.

According to inside intelligence, that important figure will pass by here in a rickshaw and go to the safe house ahead to hand over important documents.

The informant only knew that the intelligence was related to some kind of gold, but he wasn't in a position to know exactly what kind of gold it was.

The sound of wheels rolling over the wet road came from afar.

Shinichi Ando's pupils contracted slightly, and he slowly raised his right hand, causing all the ambushing Japanese soldiers to immediately tense up.

The sound grew louder as it approached, and a rickshaw slowly came into view. The canopy was completely covered, making it impossible to see how many people were inside.

"Ready." Shinichi Ando slowly clenched his right fist.

When the rickshaw was still twenty meters away from the ambush point, Shinichi Ando suddenly swung his fist down.

"action."

In an instant, six fully armed Japanese soldiers rushed out from both alley entrances, and three Type 38 rifles were simultaneously aimed at the rickshaw puller.

The driver stared in horror, but before he could react, Sato Takeshi on the other side had already stepped forward and pressed the muzzle of his gun against his temple.

"Stop! Special Higher Police are investigating." Upon hearing the words "Special Higher Police," the rickshaw driver was instantly startled and instinctively slammed on the brakes, causing the rickshaw to lurch violently before coming to a stop. Almost simultaneously, the curtain was violently flung open, and a dark figure attempted to jump out from the other side and escape.

Sato Takeshi shouted sternly, "Stop him!"

"boom!"

A gunshot pierced the rainy night. The fleeing man fell to the ground, clutching his right leg and curling up in pain.

At this moment, the action team members also surrounded the man from the front and rear. Lieutenant Nakamura, the squad leader, stepped forward cursing and swearing, smashed the man's back hard with the butt of his rifle, and then dragged him to the middle of the road like a dead dog.

Shinichi Ando signaled to two team members to restrain the still trembling driver, while he walked up to the arrested man and shone a flashlight directly into his face.

He was a Chinese man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, but his face was covered in mud and his glasses were crookedly perched on his nose.

"You are Yu Zuobo, the supervising commissioner of the Loyal Salvation Army," Ando Shinichi said in fluent Chinese, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Mr. Yu, I've long admired your name; it's good to see you here."

"Cough, cough, cough." The arrested man coughed violently, trying to shield his eyes from the glare. "I...I don't know what you're talking about. I'm Zhou Wentai from the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce. You've arrested the wrong person."

"Impossible?" Shinichi Ando's smile vanished instantly. He squatted down, roughly ripped open the other man's suit jacket, and rummaged in the inner pocket.

The next moment, he pulled out a small gray calfskin wallet.

Upon opening the wallet, a badge belonging to the vice president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce was indeed found in a hidden compartment, and the photo matched the person in front of him.

Captain Nakamura leaned closer and whispered, "Major, the intelligence might be wrong."

Shinichi Ando stood up, raindrops dripping down his chin.

He stared at the man on the ground who called himself Zhou Wentai. The fear in the man's eyes seemed genuine, but the ivory ring on his right ring finger caught his attention.

"I almost fell for your trick." Shinichi Ando carefully examined the disheveled middle-aged man.

“Zhou Wentai, that’s quite a good identity.” Ando Shinichi said slowly, “I admit you’re not Yu Zuobai, but you’re not Zhou Wentai either.”

"If I remember correctly, you should be Hu Xinmin, the acting head of the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station."

“Mr. Hu, although the Special Higher Police don’t have your real photo, you were too careless. Last time when you assassinated Huang Xianggu, a member of the new government’s executive committee, a newspaper reporter took a picture of you firing the gun.”

“I’m pretty sure the ring on your hand is exactly the same as the one in the photo.”

Hu Xinmin's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, but he still shouted loudly, "Sir, you've got it wrong. I'm really not Hu Xinmin. I'm Zhou Wentai from the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce."

"Hmph, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Back in the Special Higher Police, I'm sure you'll tell me everything I want to know." Ando Shinichi sneered and waved his hand, saying, "Take him away."

"Major Ando, ​​what should we do with this man? Should we take him back for questioning?" Lieutenant Nakamura pointed to the rickshaw driver who had collapsed to the ground.

"Madam, I... I'm just a errand boy who gets paid. I'm a law-abiding citizen. I really don't know anything!" The driver suddenly struggled and cried out in the local dialect.

“There’s no need to bring extra people back,” Shinichi Ando said calmly.

The rickshaw driver seemed relieved upon hearing this, but the next moment, Shinichi Ando pulled out a Nambu pistol and shot the rickshaw driver in the forehead.

With a bang, a gunshot rang out, and the rickshaw driver fell to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if asking, "Didn't you already promise to let me go?"

Shinichi Ando holstered his pistol and got into the black van around the corner. Rain lashed against the windows, and through the blurry glass, he watched as several members of the action team shoved the man who called himself Zhou Wentai into another vehicle.

His intuition told him that tonight's gains might be more valuable than he expected.
(End of this chapter)