Courtyard House: Home Alone

Seeing Guo Ye's excited expression, Lin Yifan nodded inwardly. With Guo Ye's unique skill, those Japanese royal family members would surely suffer greatly, and the people of Nanjing would be able to vent their anger.

Old Master Tang patted Master Guo on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Brother Guo, this matter is of great importance. We must make them suffer, but we must also do it cleanly and efficiently. The specific time has not yet been set. We came here today to give you a heads-up so that you can be prepared."

Master Guo nodded emphatically, his eyes unwavering: "Don't worry! Brother Tang, Brother Xiao Fan, I'll take this job! I guarantee those bastards will wish they were dead, and they'll know that the blood of the Chinese people wasn't shed in vain!"

Lin Yifan added, "Master Guo, we chose the abandoned gunpowder factory in the west of the city as the location for our operation. It's a secluded place, making it easier for us to control the situation."

At that time, we will invite representatives from all sectors of society to conduct a public trial and execution. Also, Mr. Guo, I have one more request: I must be the one to deliver the final blow.

Revenge was one thing, but the most crucial point was that these war criminals were key "elements" for his spatial upgrade. He feared that if he didn't act personally, the system reward would slip away. That would be a huge loss, and Lin Yifan didn't want to take that risk.

Previously, dealing with Japanese lieutenant generals was enough to upgrade the space, but this time, facing core members of the royal family, the energy level is bound to be incomparable.

If they can be dealt with successfully, the space may experience a qualitative leap, unlocking more unknown functions, which will play a decisive role in his survival and development in this chaotic world.

Therefore, these war criminals had to die at his hands, and they had to die "just right," both to complete the ritual of revenge and to maximize his own interests.

He looked at Master Guo, his eyes filled with an unwavering determination: "Master Guo, you may use your superb skills to inflict the dismemberment torture and make them pay a terrible price for their heinous crimes, but I must personally deliver the final blow that ends their lives."

Guo Ye was taken aback at first, then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. He stared at Lin Yifan for a moment, and from the other man's deep eyes, he seemed to see a kind of heaviness and determination far beyond his age.

He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Alright! Brother Xiao Fan, I understand what you mean. The blood debts owed by these beasts should be settled by a young man like you."

"I promise I'll do the work before you finish it perfectly, make them suffer enough, and then that final touch will be yours!"

Lin Yifan felt a sense of relief and solemnly clasped his hands in thanks to Master Guo: "Thank you for your kindness, Master Guo!"

Grandpa Tang watched from the side and nodded with satisfaction. He knew that Lin Yifan's actions must have a deeper meaning. Perhaps he wanted to personally avenge the blood debt owed to the compatriots in Nanjing. This kind of courage is exactly what this era needs most.

The three then discussed in detail the specific details of the execution, such as the time, procedure, site setup, and how to ensure the safety of the invited representatives from all walks of life. It wasn't until the sun was setting that Lin Yifan and Grandpa Tang got up to say goodbye.

After leaving the small courtyard in the suburbs, Lin Yifan did not go directly back to the traditional courtyard house. Instead, following yesterday's plan, he headed towards Baiyun Temple in the north of the city.

He needed to personally survey the terrain, as the safety of the Red Party leaders was of paramount importance and could not be taken lightly.

Baiyun Temple is located in the northwest corner of Beiping City, nestled in a low hilly area surrounded by dense forests, making it a truly secluded and pleasant place.

Lin Yifan did not enter through the main gate, but instead circled the perimeter of Baiyun Temple. Along the way, he discovered six hidden sentries, which he determined to be members of the Red Party, so he did not alert them.

Instead, they used the trees as cover to slowly approach the Taoist temple, carefully observing its layout and the surrounding environment.

He noticed that the walls of Baiyun Temple were not very high, but they were thick. The buildings inside the temple were arranged in a staggered manner, and the main halls were quite tall and offered a wide view.

There is a stream to the left of the gate, a dense pine forest to the right, and rolling hills behind. Only one main road leads out of the mountains.

"The location is indeed excellent, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and also convenient for evacuation."

Lin Yifan thought to himself, "However, precisely because it is remote, once surrounded, the difficulty of breaking out will increase."

However, these are minor matters to me. Now that my range has reached over 2000 meters, even if two divisions came, they wouldn't be a match for me, not even considering enemy artillery fire.

It is now virtually impossible for the Japanese or other forces to amass two divisions around Beiping.

Therefore, safety shouldn't be a problem in this small area of ​​Beiping. However, it's always better to be safe than sorry; I should still exercise caution.

He meticulously examined every possible entrance, exit, and hiding place along the perimeter of the Taoist temple, memorizing all suitable locations for setting up sentries, especially for snipers.

At the same time, he was also thinking about which direction the backup rendezvous point should be in if an accident really happened, and which route would be the safest and fastest to evacuate.

Before he knew it, the sky had gradually darkened, and Lin Yifan finished his survey and quietly left Baiyun Temple.

He already had a plan in mind. Although Manager Zhou's arrangements were meticulous, he still found a few weak points that could be further strengthened. He would discuss them with Manager Zhou in detail when he met him again.

By the time he returned to the courtyard house, it was completely dark, and the main gate was already bolted from the inside. Lin Yifan knocked on the door and called out, "Uncle Zhang, are you there? It's me, Yifan."

A rustling sound came from inside the door, followed by Grandpa Zhang's wary voice: "Who is it?"

"Uncle Zhang, it's me, Xiao Fan."

"Oh, it's Xiao Fan!"

Grandpa Zhang's voice immediately relaxed, accompanied by the sound of the door latch being pulled open, "Coming back so late, it's not safe outside, come in quickly."

The door opened, and Grandpa Zhang's wrinkled face appeared in the light; he was wearing an old cotton-padded coat. "Have you come back for dinner yet?"

Lin Yifan walked into the courtyard, closed the door behind him, and nodded: "Not yet. I'll just make myself something to eat when I get back."

"How can that be? There are still some leftovers at home. I'll heat them up for you," said Grandpa Zhang, turning to walk towards the kitchen.

Lin Yifan quickly stopped him, saying, "Uncle Zhang, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'm really not hungry. You should get some rest. I'm tired too and want to go back to my room as soon as possible."

Seeing his insistence, Grandpa Zhang didn't press him any further, but kept nagging him, "It's chilly at night, cover yourself well with the blanket. Things haven't been peaceful lately, so don't go out unnecessarily." Lin Yifan agreed to everything, said goodnight to Grandpa Zhang, and went straight back to his room in the backyard.