Chapter 170 The Explosion in Dashamao Hutong
Chapter 170 The Explosion in Dashamao Hutong
Three nights later.
The area near Dashamao Hutong is all wealthy, and the people who live here are either rich or noble. Although it is already night, rickshaws or cars still pass by from time to time.
These days, nightlife is the preserve of the rich and powerful.
Some people even like to call friends over to eat and drink to their heart's content at night, and after satisfying their appetite, they start playing mahjong.
There is no upper limit to the starting number of eight laps, and you can play until you are exhausted. If you feel tired, there are smoking couches, beauties, and the best Yun Province horseshoe soil next to you. Take a few puffs and you will feel ecstatic and full of energy.
It was almost dawn when I ate a bowl of white porridge with a dozen side dishes, then I washed up and went to bed.
I get up in the afternoon, work for two or three hours, and then it's time for dinner.
This cycle repeats itself, taking hedonism to the extreme.
But Ma Liang was different. This former General Ma practiced martial arts all his life and focused on self-cultivation and taking care of his body.
Although he had seven or eight concubines, he still paid attention to health preservation.
Every night after dinner, he would take a walk in the back garden, then wash up and rest.
Sometimes he would practice martial arts with his concubine, but as he got older, this happened less and less.
When the moon was at its zenith, Ma Liang was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a loud noise. Ma Liang, who had been in the army for a long time, turned over and sat up. It was the sound of a grenade exploding!
He immediately took out the pistol beside his pillow and quickly opened the bedroom closet, revealing a passage.
Ma Liang’s skills were not at all like those of an old man. He nimbly slipped into the passage and closed the closet from inside.
After the first explosion, the servants and guards sprang into action.
In particular, a few burly men in the back house in the front yard realized that someone was throwing grenades into the yard. Instead of dodging, they opened the side door and rushed out.
"They're outside! Go out and catch them!"
The leader shouted loudly and rushed out quickly with a gun in hand.
Unexpectedly, the people outside had already responded and fired several shots, killing two guards who came out to check.
The guards ran back, looked at each other, and split into two groups. One group rushed out of the door and ran quickly to the other side, while the other group stuck to the wall and approached the attackers.
When they rushed out, they saw that the two dark shadows had retreated quite far away.
They could only keep shooting at each other, and then the other side threw something the size of a small melon over.
"Oh no! Another grenade!"
The guards dodged in panic, and with a loud bang, another grenade exploded.
When they got up again to chase, the attacker had disappeared.
Ma Liang ran to the east courtyard through the secret passage and hid quietly in an inconspicuous hut, holding the gun tightly in his hand, listening to the noise outside without saying a word.
It was not until the explosions had long passed and there were no more gunshots that he crawled back into the tunnel and sneaked back to his bedroom.
At this time, his most trusted confidant was anxiously running around in the bedroom. He was relieved when he saw him coming out of the closet.
Except for this confidant, no one else could get close to Ma Liang's living place, and no one else knew about this secret passage, not even Ma Liang's concubines.
The old man stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "What's going on!"
The trusted guard quickly said: "Someone tried to break in and threw a grenade. The brothers went out to catch them, but three of them were killed. Then the criminals escaped and we didn't catch up."
Ma Liang was shocked and angry, and called the detective team and the gendarmerie headquarters!
There was no need to call. The noise here was too loud. The detective team quickly received the news and rushed to the scene.
After hearing what the people from the Ma residence said, they knew that the detective team could not handle this matter, but they could not find Gao Shengping, so they could only report to the gendarmerie headquarters.
Saito is in charge of the Public Security Department. He doesn't want to deal with this shit at all. Before coming here, he was sleeping with a beauty in Bada Hutong!
After pretending to check it out, he passed the ball to the Counterintelligence Department.
His reasons were very strong. Someone was trying to break into Ma's mansion, clearly intending to assassinate Ma Liang. Since it was an assassination of Ma Liang, there was no doubt that it was done by a spy sent from the south.
But Kitahara Ransuke was not at the Military Police Headquarters at all, he was stationed at the Rokukoku Hotel. There was no choice but for Nimatsu Daisei, who stayed at the Military Police Headquarters, to call the Rokukoku Hotel and report to Kitahara.
Kitahara's mind was now fully occupied with the security mission, so when he heard that it was an unsuccessful assassination, he did not take it seriously and let Nisong Dacheng handle it.
Ersong Dacheng felt that this was an opportunity to restore his image, so he took everyone he could call and went to Dashamao Hutong overnight.
He met Ma Liang, asked him about the situation in detail, and then conducted a careful investigation.
It turned out that the grenade used by the attacker was Type 97, which is the equipment of the Japanese army!
Ersong Dacheng suddenly felt that this matter was of great importance and might reveal important information, so he made some arrangements and asked the military police to start investigating overnight.
The military police were so angry. It was the middle of the night and a person was freezing to death. Why were they investigating your grandma's legs?
Ma Liang was very touched. The Imperial Army still valued him very much!
As soon as I was attacked, so many Taijun came. It seems that my safety is still guaranteed!
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A drug store.
Although it was late at night, Mao Wanli had not yet gone to bed.
In accordance with the headquarters' request, he ordered the action team to send people to attack Ma Liang's residence.
He really couldn't understand why the headquarters issued such a strange order.
Since he had prepared a group of capable men to assassinate Ma Liang in more than a week, and even obtained important information such as Ma Liang's travel time, why would he take the initiative to alert the enemy?
However, Mao Wanli always carried out Boss Dai's orders to the letter. Even if he didn't understand something, he would still ask people to do it.
To this end, a batch of arms that had been smuggled in by train with great difficulty was used. This batch of arms was obtained by Boss Dai in various ways. They were all Japanese products, and their purpose was to interfere with the enemy's investigation.
The next morning, a man came to the pharmacy to get medicine.
"Boss, please give me some medicine according to this prescription. It's cold and my family has caught a cold."
"Hey, let me see the recipe."
Mao Wanli took a look at the prescription and quickly took out a few doses of medicine and handed them to the man.
"Go back and boil it and take it as instructed. It's cold, so you should be more careful and don't go out too often, so as not to make your condition worse. If you don't feel better after taking it, or if you develop other symptoms, come back to me and I'll adjust the prescription for you."
The names of the medicines on the prescription that the man gave to Mao Wanli were all codes, which were meant to tell Mao Wanli that last night's operation had gone smoothly and that the people involved had escaped unscathed.
After sending the person who got the medicine away, Mao Wanli breathed a sigh of relief.
I hope that I can kill Ma Liang successfully this time. Beiping Station cannot afford any more mistakes. Otherwise, even if Boss Dai trusts me, he will be dissatisfied.
It is hard to say how he will deal with himself once he is dissatisfied.
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