A Girl Traveling Through Troubled Times

Chapter 983 Meeting with Long Xing

"That must be where that orphan girl is temporarily staying," Argen thought excitedly.

Knowing that Ouyang Bao was currently "socializing" at the casino, he ran over and burst into the private room, panting, "Brother Bao! We have news about that orphan girl!"

Ouyang Bao, who was throwing dice with a dancer in his arms, looked up when he heard this and asked, "Oh? Where?"

"In a shophouse in Yau Ma Tei, there's a 'For Rent' sign posted on the door!" Ah Gen said, leaning closer. "I saw her go inside with my own eyes!"

A'gen kept a secret, not revealing that he had been following Xiao Huang and that Long Xing knew about Ouyang Bao's assassination attempt. Now the two are locked in a fierce battle, and it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious.

Ouyang Bao threw down the dice and sneered, "Finally found it! Get the car ready, let's go now!"

"Brother Leopard, wait a minute. I saw several thugs over there, but when I went there just now I overheard that the orphan girl's men are going out tomorrow at noon. Why don't we wait until then to go?"

“Oh, really? Those three thugs with her are quite skilled. Alright, that place is in a busy downtown area after all, and with the police chief election in full swing, it wouldn’t be good to attract too much attention. Everyone get ready, we’re going to marry my concubine tomorrow,” Ouyang Bao said with a sinister grin.

Looking at his ferocious expression and the jeering men around him, A'gen felt a pang of regret, but by then there was no turning back.

Meanwhile, inside the arcade, A-Guang handed a note to Wu Mingqiang. Wu Mingqiang unfolded it and frowned slightly: "Desheng Restaurant? Long Xing certainly knows how to pick a place." He turned to Gui'er and said, "Miss, I'm going to see Long Xing tomorrow night. You all stay home and lock the door. Don't go out."

The next morning, Wu Mingqiang got up early. He felt uneasy. He used to have this feeling when he was an assassin in the underworld and went out on missions. He relied on this sixth sense to avoid several fatal disasters, but this time, there was no way to avoid it.

He got dressed in a flustered manner, quickly washed up, took out his pistol, cocked it, and went downstairs without even having breakfast. He patrolled the neighborhood but didn't find anything suspicious.

"What's going on?" he muttered to himself. Could it be that his sixth sense was wrong?

"Brother Wu, what are you doing pacing around there all morning? Are you nervous about meeting Long Xing today? You're an old hand, he's just a cop. You never took him seriously in Jiangcheng before, so there's nothing to be afraid of, right?" Gui'er woke up early in the morning and saw Wu Mingqiang go downstairs first, and then wander around the house, which she found very strange.

"Miss, do you have a gun on you?" Wu Mingqiang didn't know how to explain his sixth sense to her, so he couldn't help but ask.

"A gun? Yes, I do have one, the same miniature pistol I used to have in Jiangcheng." Gui'er does have a regular pistol in the safe at the villa, but because it's inconvenient to carry, she usually takes the miniature pistol with her.

"Miss, you should bring the gun with you today. I have a bad feeling about it."

“Brother Qiang, you’re going to talk to Longxing about cooperation today. I’ll go with you.” Acheng came out of the room, buttoning his shirt as he spoke. He understood Wu Mingqiang’s feelings, but he didn’t feel anything was wrong. Just in case, he offered to go with Wu Mingqiang so that they could look out for each other.

"No need, you can stay here."

"Let Brother Cheng go with you. It'll be safer with another person."

"Alright, but there's one condition: when we're not here, don't open the door for anyone. Nobody knows we're here except for Ah Guang and Ah Zong. They won't come looking for us. If anyone does come looking for us, it's definitely someone sent by Ouyang Bao. So be careful."

Gui'er smiled and said, "Don't worry, I came from the Marshal's Mansion after all, I'm not completely inexperienced."

Wu Mingqiang was still worried and gave several instructions before leaving with Acheng.

After they left, Gui'er listlessly looked at the newspaper that Wu Mingqiang had bought the day before.

Although she tried to appear relaxed, she was actually very anxious and uneasy inside.

I've been hiding here for several days now, missing classes without asking for leave. I don't know if I'll be expelled. More importantly, I don't know how Xu Jing and Chen Zhongyu are doing. Xu Jing's family is in business, so they might give him some money as ransom to make things easier for him. Chen Zhongyu is all alone here, and I don't know if the other comrades will try to rescue him. If Ouyang Bao sees that he can't get anything out of Chen Zhongyu, will he kill him? After all, if he releases Chen Zhongyu, his own misdeeds will be exposed. Chen Zhongyu is a media person who has been a deputy editor-in-chief, so it's hard not to expose his misdeeds.

In a private room on the third floor of Desheng Restaurant, a gleaming mahogany round table was set with several plates of exquisite tea snacks. Long Xing sat in the main seat, a cigarette between his fingers. Through the swirling smoke, he glanced at the wall clock: "Mr. Wu is certainly punctual."

Wu Mingqiang pulled up a chair and sat down, with Acheng standing behind him. "Officer Long summoned me, and I dared not delay." He got straight to the point, "I wonder what Officer Long's thoughts are on our cooperation?"

Long Xing smiled amicably and said, "Actually, I have always admired the anti-Japanese organizations. We are all Chinese. Now that the Japanese invaders are invading our country, at this critical moment of life and death, we should unite against the enemy. Moreover, Mr. Wu, you saved me before. I am very willing to cooperate with you. To show my sincerity, I have found the address where your young lady's two friends are being held."

He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and pushed it over: "Xu Jing is locked up in an old warehouse at Hung Hom Wharf, and Chen Zhongyu is in an abandoned theater in Kowloon Walled City. Ouyang Bao has sent four men to guard them, all of them desperados."

Wu Mingqiang happily picked up the note. The address on it was written in a messy but clear manner. He hesitated for a moment. The other party had only given an address. The chances of him and Acheng succeeding in rescuing the person were slim. Aguang and Azong were timid and honest people who would definitely not go. Thinking of this, he tentatively asked, "Officer Long, how do you plan to proceed?"

“It’s not convenient for me to get involved,” Long Xing shook his head. “It’s a crucial time for the election, and I don’t want to give anyone cause for criticism. But I can help you make a connection—the White Tiger Gang has a grudge against Ouyang Bao and is willing to send a few skilled fighters to help. Just give them some benefits afterward.”

Wu Mingqiang raised an eyebrow: "The White Tiger Gang? They believe me?"

“With this note from me, they’ll give us face.” Long Xing wrote a note and stamped it with his personal seal. “Xiao Huang has already gone to call people, they’re waiting downstairs. Take them there, but try to keep a low profile and don’t leave any evidence.”