The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1965: The Spy Was Caught in Xishantun



Chapter 1965: The Spy Was Caught in Xishantun

Chapter 1965: The Spy Was Caught in Xishantun

Zhao Jun acted swiftly and decisively, deploying the men to hunt down Xiao Xiong Ba in just a few words.

This scene stunned Zhao Youcai, but he immediately cast a sharp glance at Zhao Jun.

Just as Zhao Jun felt a chill on the back of his neck, Xie Sunshi spoke.

“Jun,” said Xie Sunshi, “your brother Zhang and your brother Shunzi can’t go.”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jun asked, startled. "Why can't they go?"

At this moment, Zhao Jun thought about many things. The two of them were fine when the event ended last night, so why couldn't they go up the mountain today?

Although Zhang Yuanmin and Lin Xiangshun both wanted a second child and were enjoying a period of separation that made their marriage feel fresh, they didn't have to go through all this trouble.

Just as Zhao Jun was lost in thought, Xie Sunshi said, "Your sister-in-law Zhang is going to Yongfu today, saying she's going back to her parents' home. Your second sister-in-law is going too, saying she's going to her brother's house. After that, they'll see Xiao Chen driving, and then both families will follow him."

"Ah..." Upon hearing what Xie Sunshi said, Zhao Youcai immediately stood up and said to Zhao Jun, "Alright, you can't say when they'll come back. I'll pack up and go with you."

In front of others, Zhao Jun could refuse Zhao Youcai once, but he couldn't refuse him a second time.

“Alright then, Dad.” Zhao Jun also had to say, “I’m thinking of not bothering you.”

"What's the big deal?" Zhao Youcai said, walking towards the east room. Wang Meilan sensed something was wrong and quickly called out to Zhao Youcai, "Hey, Dad? Where are you going?"

"Pack your things and let's go." Zhao Youcai answered confidently. After replying to Wang Meilan, Zhao Youcai waved his hand at Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang, saying, "Let's go, what are you still looking at?"

"Dad," Ma Ling said hurriedly upon hearing this, "Aren't you going to have lunch if you leave now?"

"Just grab two pancakes and eat them on the train," Zhao Youcai said. "It's already noon; if we don't leave soon, it'll be dark."

Hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan were seething with hatred. But in front of so many people, they couldn't say anything to Zhao Youcai.

"Then I'll get the gun and the bag." Zhao Jun said as he stood up, then quickly winked at Wang Meilan and said to Zhao Youcai, "Dad, make sure you have everything ready for the mountain."

"Okay, I got it." Zhao Youcai replied, but he was very unhappy. He thought to himself, "Do I need you to tell me? I was running up the mountain while you were still cramping in your mother's legs."

Zhao Youcai was too busy sulking to notice the wink Zhao Jun gave Wang Meilan.

When Zhao Youcai entered the East House and was about to turn around and close the door, he saw that Wang Meilan had already followed him outside.

"Oh!" Zhao Youcai's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled at Wang Meilan, "What's wrong, Lan? Is something the matter?"

Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Youcai and stepped into the house.

Zhao Youcai sensed that the woman had ill intentions, so he closed the door.

When Zhao Youcai turned around, he saw Wang Meilan looking at him with hostility and saying, "You're going up the mountain, but once you're up there, listen to your son, do you hear me?"

Zhao Youcai heard this, but he didn't want to say a word. Putting aside their father-son relationship, Zhao Youcai believed that his hunting experience and marksmanship far surpassed Zhao Jun's. Besides, they were both leaders; why should he listen to Zhao Jun?

The couple had been together for almost thirty years. Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't speak, Wang Meilan knew what he was thinking.

"Do you know why we won't let you go up the mountain?" Wang Meilan asked, but Zhao Youcai still stubbornly refused to speak.

Wang Meilan's lips twitched slightly, and then she said to Zhao Youcai, "You're just causing trouble on the mountain. Who would dare let you go up the mountain?"

Zhao Youcai was unconvinced. He was highly skilled and daring, and what others considered dangerous, Zhao Youcai treated as ordinary.

But Zhao Youcai knew he couldn't argue with Wang Meilan at this moment, so he said to her, "Alright, Lan, I understand. Don't worry."

After saying that, Zhao Youcai took the bag off the wall, opened it, and checked the items needed for going up the mountain.

When Zhao Youcai came out of the house, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were already ready. The three of them went out to the backyard to get the dogs, and as Zhao Jun had instructed, they brought Black Tiger and Green Tiger.

Just as the three people and two dogs were walking out of the yard, Zhao Weipeng and his family arrived.

Upon hearing Zhao Jun say that he was going to go hunting in the mountains, Zhao Weipeng and Zhao Jinhui both clamored to go.

Both father and son are terrible cooks with a serious addiction, especially Zhao Jinhui. Unlike his father Zhao Weipeng, who at least served in the army, Zhao Jinhui might not even be as good as Ma Yang at mountain running.

Zhao Jinhui had originally given up hunting, saying that he would focus on hunting from now on and would not get involved in hunting.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally killed an old wolf, and from then on, Zhao Jinhui developed the heart of a hunter.

This season is already unsuitable, and with the father and son going along, Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel pressured.

There was nothing else Zhao Jun could do, so he sent the father and son back to drive, and then took Erhei and Bailong with him.

Then, they picked up Ma Sheng, and the six people and four dogs left Yong'an Village in two jeeps.

Not far from the village, a group of people approached. Zhao Jun frowned upon seeing them, honked the horn, and slammed on the brakes.

"Aren't these the hooligans? What are they doing?" Zhao Youcai recognized the people coming from the other side as Tong Youfeng, the militia captain of Xishantun, Zhang Xinglong, the director of the public opinion survey, and Wu Dalin, Zhao Da's henchman.

Besides these three adults, there were two old men with white hair and four boys around eleven or twelve years old.

At this moment, the people of Xishantun were fully armed. Tong Youfeng carried a gun, Wu Dalin held a pickaxe handle, and four young boys carried red-tasseled spears.

But what Zhao Jun couldn't understand the most was that the old and young men of Xishan Village were holding a man who had been beaten black and blue, was tied up, and had his mouth gagged with a rag.

"What's going on here?" Zhao Jun hurriedly pushed open the car door and got out, and the others, wanting to see what was going on, also got out of the car. Then they saw Black Tiger and Green Tiger sticking their heads out of the car window.

"Young Master Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Jun get out of the car, Wu Dalin was the first to greet him, followed by the four young men.

Zhang Xinglong and the two old men were rather reserved; they simply smiled at Zhao Jun as a greeting.

Finally, it was Tong Youfeng's turn. He released the bound man, took three steps in two, and came to Zhao Jun in front of him. He bowed slightly and said, "Young Master Zhao, we've caught a spy!"

"What the hell?" As soon as Tong Youfeng said this, Zhao Jun's eyes widened, and Zhao Youcai and the others who were watching the commotion also came over.

"A spy!" Tong Youfeng raised his gun and said confidently, "Today, Da Lin's wife and a few old women went up the West Mountain to pick wild thorn shoots. They saw him sneaking around in the woods, and then he started talking in a lot of gibberish..."

Before Tong Youfeng could finish speaking, Zhang Xinglong pushed him aside. This old man was practically Liu Haizhong of Xishan. He gestured to Zhao Jun and said, "When Dalin's wife and the others came back and told me, I immediately thought, 'Isn't this a spy?' So I quickly banged the gong, then led them up the mountain. Once we got there, I found him!"

"Come on, give me a break!" Tong Youfeng interrupted Zhang Xinglong impatiently, saying, "Uncle Zhang, don't take all the credit for yourself. I'm the militia captain of our village, I..."

Just as Tong Youfeng and Zhang Xinglong were arguing, Wu Dalin handed a satchel to Zhao Jun and said, "Young Master, this satchel is what this spy was carrying. We looked inside, and there's foreign money and a secret letter."

"Secret...secret letter?" Zhao Jun was stunned. It wasn't that he looked down on his hometown, but the key point was that spies had disappeared from Northeast China in recent years.

And even if they did have intelligence, why would they come all the way to the Yong'an Forest Area? There's no intelligence value in those deep mountains and forests!

Just then, Zhao Weipeng squeezed next to Zhao Jun, looked at the satchel in the bag, and asked Wu Dalin, "Do you have a radio?"

"A radio station?" Wu Dalin was taken aback, then shook his head. "I don't know. What are you talking about?"

Zhao Jun glanced at Zhao Weipeng, then reached out and grabbed the satchel Wu Dalin was carrying. He opened it and saw that several tools inside looked familiar to Zhao Jun.

The items included a steelyard, small scissors, deer bone picks used for herding in the mountains of Lingnan, a stack of RMB banknotes, and some colorful papers.

"Young Master, look." Wu Dalin picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Zhao Jun, saying, "Look at this, it has both our own language and foreign languages. Is this a secret letter?"

At first glance, Zhao Jun saw a bunch of foreign characters, but there were two lines of Chinese characters in between.

Just as Zhao Jun was about to take a closer look, Zhao Weipeng snatched the paper from his hand.

Zhao Weipeng flipped the paper over and said to Zhao Jun, "What kind of secret letter is this? It's foreign exchange certificates!"

The other side depicts Elephant Trunk Hill in Guilin, with the words "ZG Bank Foreign Exchange Certificate" on it. In the lower left corner, there is a capital "Fifty Yuan," and in the upper right corner, there are Arabic numerals.

Looking at this, Zhao Jun understood. He held the foreign exchange certificate in his hand, turning it over and over, and thought to himself, "Ah, this is a foreign exchange certificate."

"This is Hong Kong dollars." At this moment, Zhao Weipeng took out a stack of colorful banknotes from his pocket, glanced at them, and handed them to Zhao Jun.

When Zhao Jun took a look, he saw that although the money was written in foreign languages, it also had Chinese characters that read "Standard Chartered Bank, Hong Kong".

Then Zhao Jun looked at the steelyard and the deer bone pick, and suddenly realized something. He immediately pointed to the bound man and said, "Take the rag off his mouth."

At Zhao Jun's command, a young militiaman stepped forward and pulled off the rag that was stuffing in his mouth.

As soon as the rag was removed, the man turned around, spat twice on the ground, and said, "Let's just wash it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun was taken aback. Zhao Weipeng, who was standing next to him, whispered in his ear, "Nephew, this should be from the GZ or GD side."

"I think this guy's here to buy mountain goods," Zhao Jun muttered. Just then, the man yelled, "Why are you arresting me? Am I that ridiculous?"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Jun blurted out, when Zhang Xinglong shouted, "Young Master Zhao, isn't this a spy?"

Zhao Jun waved to Zhang Xinglong, and at that moment Zhao Weipeng whispered in Zhao Jun's ear, "Nephew, he seems to be saying why we arrested him, and he's going to sue us."

"Heh." Zhao Jun laughed upon hearing this, and Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang beside him also laughed.

"Alright." At this moment, Zhao Jun waved his hand at Wu Dalin and the others, and said, "Let him go."

"He's not a spy?" Zhang Xinglong and Tong Youfeng asked in unison, but Zhao Jun waved his hand.

These days, finding a spy in the Northeast forests is harder than finding a Siberian tiger. And as I said before, even if there were spies, they wouldn't venture into these deep mountains and forests.

Wu Dalin and two teenagers untied the man. Once the ropes were off, the man pointed at Zhao Jun and the others, and muttered a lot of things with an indignant expression.

This time, Zhao Jun didn't even need Zhao Weipeng to translate. He simply waved to Wu Dalin and the others and said, "Tie him up again."

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Wu Dalin grabbed the man by the back of the neck, while several other teenagers grabbed his arms and tied him with ropes.

"Why are you tying me up?" In his desperation, the man blurted out in Mandarin, which startled everyone.

After a brief moment of surprise, Zhao Jun looked at the man and smiled, "I am the deputy head of the security team in this forest area."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun pointed at Tong Youfeng again and said, "He is the militia captain of Xishantun. We feel that you are not a good person, so it is perfectly reasonable for us to arrest you and send you to the security team."

"How am I not a good person?" the man shouted. Zhao Jun replied, "You can speak Mandarin, but you don't. You just mumble and say this and that. Shouldn't I be suspicious of you?"

The man, who was out trading, wasn't stupid. Hearing Zhao Jun's words, he quickly said, "I won't sue you anymore, okay?"

“You can sue us, but we’re not afraid. We’re not without fault.” After saying this, Zhao Jun waved to Wu Dalin.

Wu Dalin immediately released the man, and Zhao Jun stepped forward and asked, "Where did you come from? What brings you here?"

"I came from Guangzhou," the man said. "I'm here in Northeast China to buy ginseng, deer antlers, bear bile, and other things..."

Zhao Jun raised his hand, signaling the man to shut up, and then asked, "So what are you keeping?"

"I...I..." The man couldn't speak. Zhao Jun sneered, "With the little money you have in your pocket, you think you can get six?"

Hearing Zhao Jun's words, the man's face turned red, and he said, "Everyone says that ginseng from Northeast China is ridiculously cheap!"

"What is that?" Zhao Jun was taken aback. The man explained, "It's just cheap."

"Hehe." Zhao Jun laughed, "The price is compared to your area."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun handed the bag he was carrying to the man, and then asked Wu Dalin, "Is all his stuff here?"

“It’s all here,” Wu Dalin said decisively. Zhao Jun ignored the man’s obsession with checking his valuables and said, “With this little money, you can only buy a seedling of a fourth-grade leaf at most, and that’s just an average quality one. If you go through all that trouble to take it back, you won’t even have enough for the round-trip fare.”

After saying this, Zhao Jun pulled a deer bone skewer from the man's bag and asked, "What's this for?"

"This..." The man hesitated, and Zhao Jun pressed, "You're not here to collect clubs, you're here to graze on the mountain, right?"

"What is 'fangshan'?" The man looked blank. Zhao Jun replied directly, "It's digging for barley."

Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, the man exclaimed, "I've come to the Northeast and discovered that I can't make any money from ginseng here. I'm going to go into the mountains to dig some!"

In Guangpu, "冇" means "nothing". Zhao Jun didn't hear it clearly, but he roughly understood what it meant. He immediately waved his hand and said, "You go dig, go dig."

Upon hearing this, the man picked up Zhao Jun's satchel and looked at him, saying, "I am at the middle of the night today..."

He suddenly changed his mind halfway through his sentence, saying, "I haven't eaten yet today."

Everyone understood what he meant. Zhao Jun laughed and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Liu Jinrong, I'm from Yuexiu District, Guangzhou. Please take care of me in the future."

"My name is Zhao Jun." Zhao Jun shook hands with Liu Jinrong and said, "Let's go, come to my house for dinner."

"Hey?" Seeing this, Zhao Youcai quickly called out to Zhao Jun, "Son, aren't we going to fight Xiong Ba?"

My blood pressure has been high and my heart has been uncomfortable for the past few days. I take medication for high blood pressure and get injections for my heart condition. After five days of injections, I feel much better.

I've missed another chapter, I'll make it up tomorrow at noon. I'll post two chapters together tomorrow at noon, one is the missed chapter, and the other is tomorrow's.

I won't update at night anymore. I'm afraid I'll burn myself out if I stay up all night again.

Brothers, you also need to pay attention to your sleep schedule. These days, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are really scary.


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