Chapter 15 Chapter Fifteen

The mountain city has awakened, Zhuangye left Yumi's grave, the first thing he was going to do was to find Miss Yufei at No. 133 Changjiang Road, he believed that Miss Yufei would tell him everything. 130, 131, 132... Strangely, the last number on Changjiang Road is 132, and there is no 133. Could it be Yumei... No, Yumei will never deceive herself. Zhuangye continued to walk forward, and he found that next to No. 132 was a funeral home with a very rich appearance. Perhaps because it had just opened, it did not have a house number yet. Zhuang Ye pushed open the concealed door and walked in. Although this is a funeral parlor, it is not open to the public, at least not officially open to the public, and there is no one in the courtyard.

"Hello!" Zhuang Ye didn't know what to reduce, he yelled loudly, but still no one came out. Looking at the empty courtyard, Zhuang Ye suddenly remembered the scene of being in danger at the Town God's Temple. He held the small suitcase tightly, "Could this be another trap? ... No, if Yumi wants to harm me, she will do it in the small hotel." Don't knock over the wine glass, sacrifice yourself to save yourself." "Who are you looking for?" A voice came from close at hand. Zhuang Ye was shocked and turned his head.He saw a bony old man standing behind him like a ghost.

Zhuangye took another look at the thin old man, and couldn't help but tremble. The old man's cloudy eyes were like two dry wells.Seeing this face, it is easy to think of a scary skeleton.Zhuangye Bugui is a hero who has been in danger for a long time, and he quickly calmed down. "Old man, is this the number 133 on Changjiang Road?" The old man shook his head and said, "This is Changhong Road, not No. 133... The business hasn't opened yet, and the house number hasn't been posted yet." "..." Zhuangye looked at the old man disappointedly. "Just tell me who to look for, maybe I can help you." The old man seemed quite enthusiastic.

Zhuangye hesitantly took out the address written by Yumi from his pocket, and said to the old man: "A friend of mine lives at No. 133 Changjiang Road, named Youfei...I want to find her..." The old man unceremoniously took the business card over, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time: "Ugh, are you looking for Miss Youfei?" Unexpectedly, this old man really knew Miss Youfei, Zhuangye said excitedly: "Yes, yes, it is Miss Youfei, where is she?" The old man raised his head, stuffed the business card into Zhuangye's hand, and said expressionlessly, "She's dead."

"Ah? Dead." Zhuang Ye was startled. He grabbed the old man's skirt and lifted it gently, "No! Impossible." "Sir...you...she is indeed dead." The old man begged Zhuang Ye. "When did you die?" Zhuang Ye loosened his clothes. "Yesterday... last night." The old man was almost out of breath. last night?How did Jing and Yumi die at the same time?Zhuangye said to the old man in disbelief, "How did you die?" "This... sir... I don't know about this." The old man seemed a little distracted. "Nonsense! Where is her body?"

"I... don't know..." The old man looked at Zhuang Ye pitifully, for fear of offending the big man in front of him and being strangled to death by him. "It seems that you old bastard is tired of your life. Well, I will fulfill you right away..." "Don't...don't, sir...you listen to me..." The old man knelt down with a "plop". "Say!" The old man said tremblingly: "It's like this... Last night, Miss Yu told me before leaving... If she didn't come back the next morning... then she is dead... She also wrote a suicide note Put it in the urn I prepared in advance... She told me that if someone came to her with her business card the next day, I would hand over the suicide note to the person, and if not, I would burn the suicide note and the urn together Lose……"

"Suicide note? Why didn't you say it earlier?" "Sir, before I have time to say it, you just..." "Where's the urn?" The old man pointed to the business card in Zhuangye's hand and said, "In the columbarium... No. 133." "No. 133 Changjiang Road, Miss Yumi..." Zhuang Ye looked at the business card in his hand, and suddenly, a strange thought flashed in his head—could Yumi be Yufei.Last night, before she went to find herself, she already had a premonition that she might be killed, so she wrote a suicide note... Thinking of this, Zhuang Ye immediately turned and ran into the ashes exhibition hall on the side of the courtyard.

The ashes exhibition hall is a large room with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. It is filled with rows of shelves divided into many small grids for storing bone boxes. For the convenience of searching, each small grid is numbered in order There are numbers.Zhuangye was looking for the 133rd grid next to the number. Due to the occlusion of the grid, the room was so dark that it was difficult to discern the numbers on the grid.Shono took out the gun-shaped lighter that Yumi gave him, and walked forward with the faint light.Row upon row of shelves, mostly empty, with the occasional urn.Obviously this is the temporary presence of relatives and friends of the deceased.Shono finally found grid No. 133, and he saw the urn inlaid with Yumi's photo.It seems that my judgment is correct, Yufei is Yumi, there is no sisterhood here at all, Yumi in the photo looked at Shuangye with a smile, and Shuangye felt a sense of loss.

Zhuang Ye took out the urn silently, and gently opened the urn, he saw a few pages of paper filled with words inside. Zhuang Ye's eyes have completely adapted to the darkness in the exhibition hall, and it feels much better now than when he first came in. "Mr. Shono..." The first time he saw Yumi addressing him, he felt his heart warm and his eyes blurred. Zhuang Ye wiped his eyes, and continued to read... He read the letter in one go, with surprises, joys, sorrows, and sorrows.What Yumi said in the letter surprised Shono a lot.Yumi admits that she is not a stewardess at all, and her real identity is the secretary of Mei Ping, the Secretary Director of the Second Department of the Military Commission.She has admired Zhuang Ye's name for a long time, since the first time she encountered Zhuang Ye in the bar of Daguangming Hotel in Hong Kong, she wanted to reveal her identity several times, but due to the strict discipline in the organization, she endured it.She just wanted to wait for Zhuangye to finish the matter before explaining everything, and then go abroad with Zhuangye. She firmly believed that Zhuangye had fallen in love with herself, which Yumei knew through Zhuangye's eyes.In Hong Kong, Yumi found out that Yoshiko Chuan was following Shuangye, but she had been unable to get in touch with Shuangye because of the unknown identity of Owen Changyan. The purpose of Xiang Xiang to stay in the guest room is to tell Zhuangye to be vigilant towards women, and as for Wanjialou's rescue, that is even more self-evident.Regrettably, Yumi has never been able to find out the identity of Obunaganobu for Shono. Although she advised Shono in her suicide note, if Obunaganobu is a good person, then he must be Shono's most capable helper. If he is a bad person, I'm afraid To bring disaster to Zhuangye.

"If you love me, please kiss my photo. If you don't love me, I hope you will heed my advice and leave Chongqing immediately after the matter is over." These are the last two sentences of the suicide note. Shono held up the urn and kissed Yumi deeply. Suddenly, he felt someone approaching, and he put down Yumi's urn and turned around. "You! Taiwen Changyan?" "It's been a long time, Mr. Zhuangye." Wei Wen Changyan smiled triumphantly. "Don't move!" Wei Wen Changyan forced Zhuang Ye with a gun. "What do you want?" Zhuang Ye had expected this day to come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon and so suddenly, so that Zhuang Ye, who was always known for his calmness, was a little at a loss.From the few days of dating, Zhuangye clearly knows that Wei Wen Changyan's marksmanship and kung fu are by no means inferior to his own, and he must not act rashly in the face of Wei Wen Changyan who is holding a gun.

"Hmph, I'm very interested in your suitcase." Wei Wen Changyan said proudly to Zhuang Ye. "Really?" Zhuang Ye wanted to put down the urn in his hand, and took out a pistol from his arms.In this way, the situation between him and Weiwen Changyan can turn around, at least both good and bad. Wei Wen Changyan saw Zhuang Ye's intentions early, and he took another step forward and said: "I know that in the inner pocket of your suit, there is a Continental brand made in Germany. Don't forget, I gave it to you. Yeah. Maybe in your right boot Jane. But I'm not going to give you a chance to take them out on me... I hope you'll do as I say and save your peace. Honestly, I'm very I want to make friends with you, that's why I didn't beat you to death secretly, and then took the suitcase." "So... I really want to know, who are you?" "Well, it is very necessary, so let me tell the truth, I am Tie Ying. Maybe you have heard of this code name before." "Tie Ying? As far as I know, Tie Ying never kills with a gun, but you... hum." Zhuangye said suspiciously to Weiwen Changyan. "Then see if it's necessary. If I want to deal with you without using a gun, frankly speaking, I'm a little powerless." Weiwen Changyan shook the gun in his hand and continued: "Okay, from now on At first, you just do as I said... first turn around, yes, yes, that's it." "It's best not to put down the urn in your hand, I know you love her very much..." Zhuangye turned around slowly according to the request of Weiwen Changyan. "A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses", he believed that God would give him a chance to fight back.This is how the past years have been, otherwise, he would have seen God long ago. "Okay, okay. Now you can leave your suitcase and take another five steps forward. Move slowly, slowly..." Weiwen Changyan looked at Zhuang Ye who had turned around and muttered. Holding Yumi's urn in his hands, Shono slowly left the suitcase he had placed in front of the grid. At the end, Changyan was not in a hurry to get Zhuangye's small suitcase, he looked at Zhuangye's back and said, "Actually, I don't know what's in the suitcase, you and I are the same, we are entrusted by others." ...Hi! If you are in our business, you only need to know how to do it. As for why, don't worry about him. I know, I took your suitcase, and it may be difficult for you to do business, but I have already I've thought about it for you, kneel down and change hands, eat what's popular and drink spicy food, you can do whatever you want... Maybe, you will still feel embarrassed at being defeated by my Tie Ying, so don't worry, for today's matter, I will Tie Ying will keep his mouth shut all his life, and will never tarnish your reputation..." Zhuangye understands that using methods such as "rolling a hydrangea ball" to deal with Tie Ying is not effective, otherwise it will lead to death.Then, as Tie Ying said, change the family and let the fuck fart!Aren't you the same as the other gangs, a bunch of mobs... Although you don't know what's in the suitcase, but you have to keep your trust in the entrustment, you Tie Ying want to take the suitcase so easily?Hmph, wrong idea. Suddenly, Zhuang Ye heard two gunshots "crack" behind him, and turned his head sharply to see Tie Ying rolling to the ground. In fact, these two shots did not hit Tie Ying.Just now when he was persuading Zhuangye, he suddenly noticed a black shadow flashing behind the grid on the left, and he immediately realized that things were going to be tricky.So, he was going to lean over and roll over, grab the suitcase and run away.As soon as he leaned over, he heard two "papa" shots. Fortunately, Tie Ying leaned forward and was not hit.Tie Ying knew that this third party who appeared suddenly must have come with a suitcase, and he was in the light while others were in the dark, if he continued to get the suitcase, he would be plotted against.So he had an idea, rolled to the right and rushed out. It stands to reason that when Zhuang Ye turned around, he had every chance to draw out his gun and kill Tie Ying who was rolling on the ground. Tie Ying rolled to the right and disappeared behind the grid. "Who?" Zhuangye judged that since the person hiding in the dark had shot Tie Ying, there must be no danger to him.So he didn't draw his gun, but just yelled towards the place where the gun was fired. "It's me, the picker!" A middle-aged man wearing a black woolen felt hat and a navy blue gown flashed out from behind the grille, his fair face, and behind a pair of gold-rimmed lenses, a pair of gentle eyes flashed. And shrewd eyes.It's hard to imagine that he was responsible for those two robs just now. Zhuangye had long been looking forward to the picker, who would quickly take away this troublesome suitcase.He was excited for a while, but he asked bluntly, "Why did you come to me?" "In order to get rid of the tracking of that iron eagle." "Iron Eagle Blank is chasing here!" "No, it's very different. I followed him this time." The middle-aged man took another two steps forward, "Let's deliver the goods." Zhuangye could clearly see that he was wearing a brooch of plum blossom gemstones on his chest. "So, you are someone sent by Brother Zongwu?" "That's right. If you have no objection, please stay at No. 4 Emei Road for a few days. That's Mr. Zongwu's villa in Chongqing. He can return to Chongqing in three or two days." "Oh, Brother Zongwu is coming back too?" "Yes, this is the letter he asked me to forward to you." After Zhuangye took the letter, he glanced at it briefly, then pointed to the suitcase and said, "It's there, take it away." The middle-aged man picked up the suitcase and said to Zhuangye: "You can't stay here for long. You will take my car to the airport immediately and fly to Hong Kong to return to Japan." Zhuang Ye let out a sigh, got in the car and flew to the airport. In Hong Kong, he ran into pirate Zhang Xiaotian again. Zhang Xiaotian was hunted down by the Interpol too closely. Because of his congeniality, Zhuangye invited Zhang Xiaotian to go to Japan to take refuge together. Zhang Xiaotian gratefully took several pirates and returned to Tokyo with Zhuangye.Zhuangye didn't rest for a few days, and began to seek revenge on Chuan Dao.With the help of Zhang Xiaotian and several confidants, Chuan Dao was shot and killed. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaotian was shot and died in this operation.When Zhang Xiaotian was dying, he asked Zhuangye to raise his only son, Zhang Ping, and Zhuangye agreed with tears.Due to the last wish of the deceased, Zhuangye decided not to be a killer anymore, and started to become a professional private detective, because he knew deeply that if he continued like this, he would die sooner or later.I am young, but Zhang Ping has no one to take care of him.Bearing the last wish of the deceased, he had no choice but to undertake any dangerous assassinations. From then on, the name of the cold-faced killer gradually disappeared in people's minds, while the name of a professional private detective resounded in Tokyo. The night sky before dawn was dark, and oil company owner Hashimoto got rid of his competitors and was quietly flying to the new oil field that had just obtained oil production rights.In the cabin of the special plane, Hashimoto was very busy. For a while, he picked up the manuscript and asked the secretary to send it back to the Tokyo headquarters. Hashimoto is in his fifties, with an obese body, and his bald forehead is covered with distinct lines of wrinkles. The intense competition has made Hashimoto exhausted and his face haggard.At this moment, the slim and beautiful Miss Kinuko walked into the cabin with a smile in her fashionable miniskirt, holding steaming coffee, which made Hashimoto feel refreshed. The elastic legs and the light steps made him even more intoxicated.Hashimoto couldn't help raising his red and swollen eyelids, greedily looking at this pretty and sexy woman.There was a slight smile on his face. "I brought it for you, pay attention to Mr. Hashimoto. This coffee is scalding hot." Jinzi cast a charming look at Hashimoto, and told him affectionately, then turned and walked to the closet, and took out a box from it The exquisite Cuban cigar seemed to be sent to Hashimoto. Suddenly, when Hashimoto was not paying attention, he quickly lifted up her short skirt and took out a special cigar with a micro-syringe attached to the stocking sling. came out, turned around and handed it to Hashimoto with a smile. "Thank you!" Hashimoto took Xueka excitedly, his lecherous eyes fixed on the delicate and charming Miss Juanzi.He put the cigar on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and the clever silk immediately lit a match for him, then retreated to the closet and did not leave immediately, as if deliberately making a gesture to let the boss admire his own Beautiful and beautiful.Hashimoto smoked the cigar in great gulps, and seemed to feel the faint fragrance left by the silk on the cigar. At this moment, he was completely intoxicated by the joy created by the beautiful woman in front of him...Suddenly there was a "bang", the cigar The bullet in the smoke shot directly from the mouth and pierced the back of Hashimoto's head.Hashimoto suddenly slumped back in the chair and died.Ms. Juanzi, who was leaning against the closet, still had a smile on her face when she witnessed the tragic scene. She stepped forward to check on Hashimoto, who had passed away, and pushed him down on the desk. Gunpowder, said the calm young lady with a smile on her face: "Aha, I'm sorry." Kinuko said as she picked up the intercom under the table and said, "Captain, I'm Kinuko. Mr. Hashimoto is a little hypoxic right now, and he hopes to fly as low as possible over the island. .” After parachuting, Juanzi landed in the sea and swam to the island with her friend Dongzi Shiban who was in the sea. Dongzi Shiban had a charming appearance. If she hadn't been a little hoarse, she would have become an excellent actress.But now, she has formed an indissoluble bond with murder.The two of them swam to the beach, wiped the sea water off their faces, and walked slowly towards the beach with a diving pager in hand. Hiraga was lying on the bed, looking at the castle near the bay.Thinking intently, when he found two pretty girls in swimsuits with water droplets on their fair skin walking towards him gracefully, he hurriedly stood up from the couch.Greeted warmly to the two plump girls: "Good morning, girls!" Juanzi stepped forward quite politely and said: "Good morning, good day, are you Mr. Hiraga?" While greeting each other, Toko Ishiban, who was standing behind Kanko, took out the javelin on his back and held it tightly in his hand, but Hiraga didn't care about the javelin spearing the fish. "Yes, Hiraga." He replied kindly. Juanzi smiled and looked back at his partner behind him, hinting: "Ok." Shiban Dongzi immediately flashed out from behind Juanzi, aiming the arrow of the javelin at the unsuspecting Pinghe. Pinghe would never have thought that these two pretty girls would suddenly harm him, and turned pale with fright, and hurriedly bent over Crouching down, trying to avoid the javelin attack.Dongzi Shiban saw the right time and touched the trigger of the javelin.The arrow was pointing right at the vital part of Hiraga's chest to the left. "what!" After being hit, Hiraga let out a scream, grabbed the arrow tightly with both hands, shook it a few times, and fell down on the beach, twitching and struggling... "Hmm, don't be naughty, Pinghe! You are too naughty!" Pinghe lay upright on the beach, dying of anger, Juanzi shrugged Shiban Dongzi pretending to be humorous, and spread her hands. Smiling, Toko Ishiban kicked Hiraga's body with her toes, saying repeatedly: "Oh, poor Hiraga!" There was a rush of footsteps from the hotel on the cliff, which disturbed the silk on the beach. She quickly took off the tape on the tape recorder, and dived back into the vast sea with Dongzi Youban... Early in the morning, Hiraga's servant returned to the hotel from the free market. Seeing that the master was not in the room, he hurried to the beach.Suddenly discovering that the owner had been brutally killed, he was shocked and saddened.The servant carefully inspected Hiraga's body, and found a sign next to the master, silently reading: "Mr. Shono, Tokyo International Sports Club." The servant collected the tag in thought, and checked the tape recorder carefully, but the distribution tape was gone. There was still a small piece of torn tape on the head, and then he picked up the tape recorder and rushed to the police station...