Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 831 - 78: The Rescue Cheng Xuefei Plan Begins

In this era, private radio stations were not yet widespread. Although Gao Muxin was a transmigrator, he didn’t carry Wikipedia with him and didn’t understand the basic structure and principles of a radio station.

So if Nakamura Ichiro wanted to contact the headquarters back home, he could only walk to the telegraph office to send a telegram.

Realizing he might already be under surveillance, Nakamura Ichiro wasn’t overly nervous. After all, this was the foreign concession, and no matter how audacious the other party was, they wouldn’t dare to resort to violence in broad daylight.

But just in case, he hid a gun on his person and brought along his most trusted bodyguard, the samurai ronin Taki Kazuo, who also belonged to the organization, ensuring he was fully prepared for any contingencies.

When he first stepped out of the door, he looked around carefully and didn’t notice any tails, which put Nakamura slightly at ease.

However, just as he reached the street corner and was about to hail a rickshaw, a young woman suddenly staggered toward him, crashing into him uncontrollably.

Not good!

Nakamura instantly became alert, instinctively gripping the pistol inside his coat.

But Samurai Taki was even more vigilant. He stepped forward, gripped his sword hilt tightly, and barked in a deep voice, "Stop!"

A flash of steel gleamed, and the girl let out a wretched scream before collapsing to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

"What are you doing? Don’t go slashing people here!"

Nakamura was utterly dumbfounded and immediately scolded Taki angrily, "Are you crazy?"

Taki, clutching his sword hilt, looked bewildered. "I didn’t strike her!"

Have I already mastered the legendary secret technique of Musashi, the sword saint, cutting people down without drawing the blade?

While the two were panicking and at a loss, seven or eight unfamiliar men suddenly swarmed from all directions. They pounced on the pair, subduing them firmly, gagging their mouths with cloth, tying them up like dumplings, and tossing them onto a waiting rickshaw nearby before swiftly departing.

Damn it...

Nakamura’s heart turned ice-cold as he realized this was a trap set by the enemy.

But he still didn’t quite understand: since these people had already designed this elaborate trap, why go through the extra effort of having the woman stage a setup by bumping into him?

What kind of spectacle is this?

"Calm down? My sister’s been slashed, and you’re telling me to calm down?"

Wang Yunxiao glared furiously, staring down Yan Yu’an and demanding, "This is no ordinary terrorist organization anymore! We were merely monitoring them in secret, and they dared to draw blades in broad daylight! If this scourge is allowed to grow unchecked, I can’t even imagine what might happen in the future!"

"Why are you yelling at me? I wasn’t the one who slashed her!"

Yan Yu’an looked aggrieved and turned to Cheng Feng, who sat silently nearby. "What I’m worried about is something else. Cheng Xuefei has been in Fusang for so long and hasn’t returned yet. Could something have happened to her?"

"Exactly!"

Han Bin frowned as he added, "Captain Cheng, after all, is a young woman traveling alone in a foreign land where she doesn’t know anyone. If she’s been targeted by this organization... Everyone knows how twisted Fusang people’s preferences can be."

Cheng Feng sneered coldly. "Captain Han, what right do you have to say something like that?"

"Let’s treat past grievances as settled and not bring them up," Han Bin replied, waving his hand. "The issue now is that members of the Huitian organization actively initiated an attack on us. I’m genuinely concerned for Captain Cheng’s safety..."

Cheng Feng furrowed his brow, glancing at the three before him, and couldn’t help but let out a cold huff. "Is this how you usually operate? Do you take your superiors for fools?"

"That’s not something you should casually accuse us of!"

Han Bin turned to Yan Yu’an. "Old Yan is from Customs, and as far as I know, he’s never been lenient with foreigners, especially the Fusang Salvation Warrior Association. Isn’t it true you shoot them on the spot if you catch them?"

"Don’t go spouting nonsense!"

Yan Yu’an snapped angrily, "What do you mean shoot them on the spot? Those hardcore members refused to surrender—that’s how it came to that! Old Han, watch what you say and take some responsibility!"

"I don’t care either way. Over at the Martial Arts Association, we don’t fuss over such details."

Han Bin turned to Wang Yunxiao. "Old Wang is with the police system, which now falls under the Special Service Bureau, right? What’s your take?"

Wang Yunxiao remained expressionless.

"My sister was slashed. She was the only advisor on our team. I don’t even know if she can be saved. What do you want me to say?"

The three of them turned to look at Cheng Feng.

Most of the small teams dispatched this time were nominally under the unified command of the Special Service Bureau. In truth, though, they each belonged to different departments, with no clear overall leader.

Technically speaking, Cheng Feng’s status and position were the highest among them, as he belonged to the mysterious Secretary Bureau. Moreover, his primary task on this mission differed from the others.

It was easy to stir up trouble, but if they wanted to ensure they wouldn’t face repercussions later, they needed Cheng Feng on their side, or at least his approval.

Otherwise, if he embellished his report on their actions when he returned, none of them would escape unscathed.

Cheng Feng also felt helpless. Laozi isn’t your leader—what does any of this have to do with me if the three of you wet yourselves? Why are you putting me on the spot? Do I look easily bullied?

"Nakamura has already been captured, correct?"

"He’s confessed."

Yan Yu’an handed over a file. "This is the content of the telegram we found on him, ready to be sent to his headquarters."

Cheng Feng glanced at it and saw the message read: "... Confirmed reliable intelligence that a Special Service organization in Hua Nation has been established. They have dispatched elite agents to investigate intelligence on the Headquarters. The opponent is formidable, experienced, and difficult for regional branches to counter. Request tactical guidance from Headquarters and deployment of elite reinforcements, as well as preparation of at least five thousand kilograms of explosives to address contingencies..."

Too malicious, too insane!

Cheng Feng curled his lips, tossed the file to one side, and said firmly, "It seems Mr. Nakamura knows quite a lot. I’ll have a detailed discussion with him later. As for Cheng Xuefei... the delay is indeed concerning; I’m starting to worry."

Han Bin immediately stood up. "I’ll go buy a ship ticket!"

"Sit down!"

Cheng Feng sighed helplessly. "Cheng Xuefei has her own team—she doesn’t need your help. What are you trying to do? Mobilize all the troops to assassinate Emperor Tian?"

"Of course, we wouldn’t mobilize everyone. Supporting them in building infrastructure here is equally important."

"So you’re not even denying the assassination plan against Emperor Tian?"

"No!"

Yan Yu’an hurriedly denied, "Absolutely not. We just want to bring Eldest Miss Cheng back safely and, if conditions permit, strike at the Huitian organization... Oh, and Professor Li—I wonder what he’s been up to over there."

"This Huitian organization must be dealt with harshly. If it’s allowed to grow unchecked, it will become a huge problem."

Wang Yunxiao declared righteously.

"Fusang people without tattoos on their faces don’t count as people. That’s the national policy of our new government. Moreover, they struck first, so we can count this as self-defense, right?"