Free Web NovelChapter 1210: Chapter 1192: The Safehouse Breached
When Wang Dao realized something was wrong and quickly walked out of the house to look at the sky, the fireworks had already disappeared.
Feeling uneasy, he immediately asked the servant waiting outside, and upon learning that there had been a glow rising into the sky, exploding like firecrackers, he immediately realized that Yuan Li was in trouble.
"Quickly summon the household troops, have them go to Liu Lane to find Mr. Yuan, hurry!"
The sudden appearance of exploding firecrackers in the sky was something the people of Jiangnan had never seen before, and they all looked up curiously.
Among the crowd, someone’s eyes flickered, and amidst the exclamations and discussions, they quietly left, returned to their own house, burned all secrets in the fire, and then erased their traces before leaving.
While someone was walking out, the shopkeeper stopped him, "Erzhu, why are you going out again? Stop looking at the excitement and go help in the kitchen."
Erzhu replied, "The kitchen asked me to buy some dogwood; a guest from Ba Shu came to the shop."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately waved, "Then go quickly, don’t delay."
Erzhu agreed, quickened his pace, and disappeared as soon as he turned the alley.
A small vendor living on the other side of the city also burned all things with words in his home, then put on his hat, picked up his carrying pole, and went out.
Neighbors saw him didn’t pay much mind; he was a street vendor walking through alleys, with irregular work hours, sometimes not going out for a day, just working at home, other times leaving for several days, supposedly going to the countryside to sell goods, working very hard.
And some servants of large households also found excuses to quietly leave the house and disappeared on the street in no time.
Their movements were calm as if rehearsed hundreds of times, appearing normal on the surface, but only they knew how anxious they were inside.
It was a red signal smoke, the most dangerous signal, and only their General Yuan had it in Jiangnan.
So what’s happened to General Yuan?
Has he escaped?
The Angel group is in Jiankang City, should they go look for Imperial Censor Lu and others to rescue General Yuan?
But just the thought of this, they rejected the idea in their hearts, no, General Yuan had said that once there’s danger, scatter into the wild, absolutely avoid being found, no rescue, no exposure.
Once caught, rather die than speak, if afraid of torture, the best way is to decisively commit suicide when captured.
The three left in the private residence did just that; upon sensing someone invading the private residence, they closed the door to block and tried to burn the documents inside.
But there were too many accumulated documents, couldn’t burn them all at once, Han Fu gritted his teeth for a moment, then immediately set the papers in his hand on fire and threw them into the file cabinet, poured lamp oil on the table and cabinet to ignite.
Seeing this while hiding the radio under bricks, Zhao Bingzhong was shocked, rushing to stop him, said, "What are you doing, this street mostly has wooden houses, once ignited the whole street could burn down, the wind is strong now, many people would die."
Han Fu pushed him away, "Doesn’t concern you, one person does things, one person bears the consequence, I’ll take the blame for this, anyway, everything here must be burned!"
Zhao Bingzhong did not agree, "The lady said the most important is the people’s interest."
"Pah, the lady also said our lives are the most important, I’ll ask you, do you dare to live in shame?"
Zhao Bingzhong said sternly, "That’s different, I voluntarily die for the lady and also voluntarily die for the people, but the people on this street are innocent and ignorant!"
Outside the door, holding on firmly, Shi Yan couldn’t help but shout, "Stop arguing, I can’t hold on anymore!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the chest by someone, slammed against the door and fell, curling up in pain.
The pain caused his vision to blur, vaguely seeing them about to force open the door, he endured the pain and rushed forward, grabbing one’s leg, refusing to let go even at death.
The person kicked him several times, seeing him so stubborn, picked up a knife and plunged it down fiercely, stabbed him through and pulled out the knife.
Shi Yan’s body went limp, his hands loosened slightly, then he was kicked off, and together with the soldiers, they kicked open the door and entered.
Han Fu and Zhao Bingzhong no longer argued, but tacitly piled the most important official documents together, poured leftover candles and lamp oil, lit a fire, hearing the sound outside, they couldn’t deal with the rest, could only first hide the radio.
The door was kicked open, Han Fu drew the knife and charged forward to block, Zhao Bingzhong covered the last green brick then drew a knife and faced forward to fight.
Hardly one exchange, he was slashed from behind, then kicked flying.
Han Fu’s skills were comparable to Shi Yan’s, fighting five while covering Zhao Bingzhong, taunting him in passing, "Scholar, told you to practice martial arts usually but you weren’t willing, now you’re finished, the window is there, escape quickly!"
Han Fu blocked the knife coming towards him, in the shuffle also yanked Zhao Bingzhong, grabbed his collar and threw him towards the back window, shouted loudly, "Go!"
Zhao Bingzhong knew he was a burden, he was a student, though he practiced martial arts and learned archery, compared to these elite soldiers specifically coming to capture them, he was far behind.
His presence was a burden, he must go find General Yuan, inform him the private residence was in trouble, order their people to hide all...
Thinking so intuitively, he could weigh pros and cons, flipping through the window, he couldn’t help but look up at Han Fu, seeing him being slashed again, two attempting to pass him to chase, being painfully blocked by him...
Zhao Bingzhong wiped his tears, flipped out the window, staggered towards the back door.
As soon as Zhao Bingzhong left, Han Fu deliberately led them towards the fire pile, amidst his actions, he kicked the fire basin flying, also kicked the burning paper towards the earlier oil-soaked cabinet and table.
Suddenly the fire erupted, the whole house instantaneously ablaze.
But due to his unnecessary actions, he exposed a flaw, a knife stabbed from behind, piercing through his chest, he lowered his head, glanced at the knife tip on his chest, grinned a blood-filled smile, collapsed with a loud thud...
Little Zhong was fine with everything, just too much of a student temperament, they were spies, why care this much?
But...hope the fire doesn’t spread to other houses.
Han Fu closed his eyes.
While Zhao Bingzhong just opened the back door to rush out, he was blocked by two knives waiting outside.
Seeing the people outside, his face turned pale.
His glance swept across, noticing the alley sides filled with people, all in Minister of Justice soldier uniforms.
Was it King Langya?
No, not right, though only a telegraph receiver, from the exchanges between General Yuan and the lady it was known, King Langya wouldn’t do such a thing.
Was it Wang Dao or Wang Dun?
Within a mere instant, Zhao Bingzhong considered many thoughts, he slowly retreated while the people outside also slowly advanced with knives.
