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Chapter 75 You must be mentally prepared

Chapter 75 You must be mentally prepared

Shanghai, Ferguson Road, Lin Mansion
Chen Yang stayed in his study waiting for the phone to ring. He waited from 7 p.m. until the early hours of the morning. Just as he was about to doze off, the phone in his study finally rang.

After patiently waiting for the phone to ring for almost a minute, Chen Yang pretended to yawn and answered it.

"The Lin Mansion, who are you looking for?"

"Sir, sir, something terrible has happened! Our supply warehouse, our supply warehouse..." It was Li Ningyu's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Chen Yang feigned curiosity and asked, "Secretary Li, why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"

What happened to the supply warehouse?

Li Ningyu swallowed hard, trying to calm herself down, and said slowly, "I just received a call from the General Affairs Department."

"Our supply warehouse suffered two explosions in succession, resulting in heavy losses of goods."

"What?" Chen Yang's voice rose eight octaves immediately: "What happened? Is that ton of gold alright?"

Li Ningyu said in a deep voice, "The situation is still unclear. Major Ando of the Special Higher Police is on the scene."

"Such a big incident happened at the supplies warehouse, and Section Chief Matsui of the investigation team is already on his way there."

"Sir, we can't just sit here and wait to die. I've already notified the driver team, and they'll pick you up from your doorstep in half an hour."

"No need to trouble yourself." Chen Yang said in a deep voice, "With such a big incident, I will go there immediately and notify Director Zhuo of the General Affairs Department, Director Qin of the First Department, Director Tang of the Second Department, and Deputy Director Feng of the Tongji Office. Everyone must arrive at the supply warehouse within one hour."

"If the time comes and the person hasn't arrived, tell them they don't need to come back."

"Yes, sir."

At one o'clock in the morning, a light drizzle was still falling in Shanghai.

Shinichi Ando's face turned ashen; he had already foreseen how Takeshi Fujita would treat him tomorrow.

A military police squadron of over two hundred men was dispatched to surround and block more than a dozen loyalist soldiers. As a result, they failed to capture anyone and suffered twenty or thirty casualties.

Even more bizarrely, the supply warehouse exploded twice in succession.

Shinichi Ando graduated from the General Military Academy, so he definitely wouldn't understand things like physics and chemistry.

What they usually teach is how to lead soldiers in battle.

Therefore, the two consecutive explosions at the supply warehouse seemed incredibly unbelievable to him.

The first explosion can be attributed to the Loyal Army being outmatched and choosing a suicide bombing.

But what about the second time? No one went in again, so why choose to bomb it again?

Moreover, based on his experience, the amount of explosives required for the first explosion was not small, and the power of the second explosion was even more terrifying than the first.
Were they strapped with explosives when they went in?

"Reporting, Major." A military policeman trotted up to Shinichi Ando and bowed slightly, saying, "The scene has been cleared, and twenty-six bodies have been found."

"Judging from their clothing and the weapons they are carrying, they are all Imperial soldiers."

“What?! Baka! Impossible!” Shinichi Ando exclaimed, almost insane. “Besides the Imperial warriors, what about the loyalist army?”

"Do they think they can fly or disappear? So many people were clearly in the supply warehouse, how could they have vanished?"

"Keep searching, search every inch of the earth. I don't believe they could have survived an explosion of this magnitude."

"Ando-kun, please be rational." Matsui Yokoji from the investigation team stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Ando-kun, I suspect we've fallen into a trap."

Shinichi Ando was taken aback by these words, and looked at Yokoji Matsui with displeasure, saying, "Matsui-kun, are you insulting my intelligence?"

Indeed, if it really was a trap, then Shinichi Ando was the one who followed up on this operation from beginning to end.

Doesn't that mean he's been treated like a monkey from the very beginning?

“Ando-kun, don’t rush, listen to me.” Matsui Yokoji took a breath and said, “I carefully reviewed our operation on the way here.” “If this operation was a setup from the beginning, then Hu Xinmin falling into our hands was not due to our inside man.”

"It is very likely that our inside informant was exposed a long time ago, and they deliberately used the inside informant to spread false information to lure us into a trap."

Shinichi Ando frowned and said, "Matsui-kun, aren't you the ones watching Hu Xinmin? Why don't you go back and ask him?"

Matsui Yokoji said awkwardly, "When I arrived, I received a report from Mizukawa Kumaya that Hu Xinmin had been rescued."

"Team Leader Sato has also been killed."

Shinichi Ando then realized what was happening. "So, you think Hu Xinmin's purpose in trading intelligence was actually to lure us into a trap?"

"Their target isn't gold, but rather a declaration of war against our Special Higher Police?"

“No, no, no,” Matsui Yokoji quickly said, “Their target is indeed gold, but they are using us to pinpoint its location.”

"Our plan was to use the gold news to wipe them out in one fell swoop, but they were using us to their advantage and seize the gold."

Shinichi Ando was unable to calm down for a long time after hearing this. After a while, he said angrily, "Cunning Chinese."

"If they fall into my hands, I will grind them to dust."

"Who is Ando-kun going to grind to dust?" As Ando Shinichi finished speaking, Chen Yang's voice came from behind him.

"Chen Sang, what brings you here?" Ando Shinichi seemed surprised that Chen Yang would be here at 1 a.m.

"With such a major incident at the supply warehouse, how can I sleep?"

Chen Yang responded casually, then turned his gaze to Matsui Yokoji standing to the side.

"Matsui-kun, is this your guarantee that nothing will go wrong? Are you using our supply depot as a battlefield?"

"Are you trying to create chaos everywhere?"

Matsui Yokoji bowed slightly and said, "Director Chen, I am very sorry. It was our negligence that led to the destruction of the supply warehouse by anti-Japanese elements."

"I hope you can be mentally prepared that the losses this time may be greater than you imagine."

Chen Yang smiled slightly, his eyes fixed on Matsui Yokoji, and said, "Matsui-kun, you don't need to apologize to me."

"On the contrary, I should be the one apologizing, because I will compile a list of the material losses and send it to the Special Higher Police as soon as possible. Please be prepared, Commander Fujita, that the losses this time may exceed your expectations."

"..." Matsui Yokoji's smile froze. Before he could speak, Zhuo Mingquan, the director of the General Affairs Section of the Economic Department, rushed to Chen Yang and said breathlessly, "Commander Chen, no, this is terrible!"

"Gold, gold, the gold is gone."

Chen Yang was shocked. "Director Zhuo, you mean the whole ton of gold sent from Jinling has disappeared?"

Zhuo Mingquan quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, they're all gone."

A look of relief appeared on Chen Yang's face: "That's alright."

"How much was lost?"

Zhuo Mingquan took a breath and said, "Three, three and a half boxes."

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this: "That's not much, just over a hundred kilograms. Matsui-kun, this amount of gold shouldn't be a problem for your Special Higher Police, right?"

Before Matsui Yokoji could speak, Zhuo Mingquan said, "No, no, it's not that three and a half boxes were lost. Director Qin just checked the scene."

"Of the one ton of gold, only three and a half boxes remain."

"Nani."

(End of this chapter)

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