"Another grocery store?"

"The people inside are also dead?"

Even Li Boqi felt a little strange. How could there be so many coincidences?

He would definitely not believe in coincidence. Someone definitely did it on purpose. However, Zhang Yong couldn't do such a beautiful job, and neither could his people.

When it comes to catching and beating people, Zhang Yong and his men are good at it. But they are really not good at dirty work.

Especially after seeing the grocery store owner's wounds.

"Master!"

"Yes. Seal the throat with one knife. Kill with one blow."

Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

If it weren't for the changes in the surrounding furnishings, it would simply be a replica of the previous scene.

His throat was also cut with a knife.

The murderer also stayed for ten minutes, probably using the radio.

OK. Start looking. I rummage through the boxes. Soon, I find a radio station and twelve code books.

Yes, it's really exactly the same. It's almost a mirror image.

Ling Yan:???

Jiang Yiying:???

They were a little confused too.

Why is there a radio station here? And there are so many code books?

What on earth were the Japanese invaders doing? Backup?

Two radio backups?

It doesn’t seem right either…

Looking at Zhang Yong intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Yong shook his head hastily, saying that he really didn't know.

Just now, he was just guessing. It seemed like a plot from some spy drama.

In fact, he had no idea what was going on.

What does he know? Dig, dig, dig!

Search the entire grocery store and look for the cellar. Hope to find another cellar full of silver coins.

The statistics over there haven't been calculated yet. If he finds another cellar here, he swears, this time he will really dance on the grave and pee upside down...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt nervous.

Grass!

No way? Is there really a cellar?

I rushed over to see what was going on and found that a cellar had actually been dug out.

However, I couldn't see clearly what was inside. It was dark. There was a strong sour smell coming out of it, which made the people around me retreat away.

Zhang Yong also hurriedly retreated to the outside of the grocery store, gasping for air.

Made. When was the cellar?

How long has it been since it was opened? Three years? Five years?

Li Jingzhi stood behind him and patted him on the back.

"Ahem..."

"Ahem..."

There was a violent coughing sound inside.

With great difficulty, the sour smell finally dissipated a little.

Everyone lit kerosene lamps, covered their noses, and cautiously approached the cellar. Finally, they could clearly see what was inside.

Fortunately, it is not the most disgusting thing that Zhang Yong is most afraid of.

It's smoke.

There are packs of cigarettes inside.

Because of the humidity, part of the tobacco soil may have rotted and deteriorated, giving off a sour smell.

However, the packaging of most cigarettes is still intact. The outside is covered with oil paper and sealed. As long as there is no external force to break it, the cigarettes can be stored for a long time.

Feeling...

Shaking his head...

These are all harmful drugs!

However, in the chaotic Republic of China, it was money. It was capital. It was goods.

When there is no money, it is money.

Some warlords even used smoke and soil to pay their wages.

To exaggerate, for the same weight, tobacco soil may be worth more than the ocean. Especially the high-purity foreign soil imported from India is very expensive.

The foreign land owned by the Kong family in the Ministry of Finance was already valuable.

If he were Lin Zexu, he would definitely burn him with a fire to avoid harming others. Unfortunately, he is not.

In fact, at this moment, it was no longer his turn to make the decision. Even Li Boqi couldn't make the decision.

"Team leader..."

Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.

But he saw Li Boqi jump down himself.

It turned out that Li Boqi wanted to inspect the smoke in person. He soon discovered the clues.

"It's from the Lu family."

"What?"

"Lu Hualiang, a warlord of the Anhui clique, a subordinate of Zhang Xun of the Braided Army. After Zhang Xun resigned, he became the boss. He was defeated during the Northern Expedition. He announced his resignation. He went to Shanghai to live in an apartment in the concession."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

He didn't know who Lu Hualiang was. He probably didn't have a name in history.

But Zhang Xun's restoration is written in the history books. Zhang Xun, the braided soldier, went against the trend. He did not seek to be famous for centuries, but to be infamous for thousands of years.

Although Zhang Xun was later expelled, he was still considered the number one figure. If Lu Hualiang replaced him, he would not be qualified to leave his name in history.

At that time, China was full of warlords, large and small. They had hundreds of guns, and they dared to raise flags and establish themselves as kings. They governed their own country. A county was the territory of a small warlord. There should not be too many people like Lu Hualiang.

After they are defeated, they often take their families, young and old, and run away with their gold and silver. Usually they go to foreign concessions to work in apartments, do business, invest in real estate, etc. Some people even do very well.

Know the specific situation of Lu Hualiang.

Li Boqi didn't elaborate. Zhang Yong didn't ask in detail either.

It is enough to know that the soot belongs to Lu Hualiang and that Lu Hualiang was robbed.

"Concession?" Zhang Yong realized later.

How dare the Japanese go to the concession to rob? Not bad! There is a future!

It is said that there is nothing in the world that Li Yunlong dare not do. Zhang Yong actually thinks that the Japanese are more courageous than Li Yunlong.

At best, Li Yunlong is courageous and dares to risk his life. The Japanese are full of fanaticism. They are crazy! They have lost their minds.

"The person who was robbed must have been in Jinling." Li Boqi said, "Japanese invaders don't know how to transport goods across borders."

"That's right." Zhang Yong agreed. It's too troublesome.

It must have been stored wherever it was robbed.

The gold, jade, jade, jewelry, etc., which were small in size and high in price, must have been taken away. The remaining silver coins, cigarettes, and soil must have been stored locally.

As a result, it was left alone, and maybe some changes occurred later, so it was never dug out again.

Maybe Wu Yuanfu knew a little bit, so he came out to cut off the roots?

Wait. Cut off the roots? Zhang Yong suddenly felt that this word was very appropriate. Wu Yuanfu may have wanted to cut off the roots of the Japanese spy agency.
To be continued...