Courtyard House: Home Alone

For the next two days, Lin Yifan appeared to be doing the same thing as usual, going out to "collect scraps" every day, but in reality, he was secretly observing the terrain around the consulate, looking for the best hiding place.

He found that the consulate's security was indeed as he had expected, extremely tight, with sentries both overt and covert, making it virtually impossible to get close on the day of the banquet.

However, he also found a relatively secluded spot. It was on the third floor of an abandoned building diagonally opposite the consulate, with a wide view and about 120 meters away from the consulate.

Heitaro Suzuki's office was right within his mental perception range. Moreover, the building was rarely visited due to its age and disrepair, making it an excellent hiding place.

However, on that day, the Japanese will probably have people guarding it, so it's best to go early and see how the Japanese defenses are arranged.

Thursday arrived quickly. That afternoon, Lin Yifan ate dinner early, then packed his necessary equipment and quietly left the courtyard. He didn't go directly to the consulate, but instead went to the abandoned building and lay in wait.

He found a corner by the window, entered his own space, and began cooking. While waiting, he made extra food to keep in reserve. At the same time, he kept a close watch on Suzuki Heitaro's office.

By Friday, the area had become quite lively, with Special Higher Police, military police, and guards conducting a thorough search of the surrounding area in waves.

Next, all the intersections and high points were taken over by the Japanese guards, including the small building where Lin Yifan was located. A squad of thirty-seven Japanese soldiers was stationed there, divided into two shifts. At the same time, three light machine guns and one heavy machine gun were also set up.

Lin Yifan couldn't help but feel secretly relieved that he had come here in advance. If he had come on Saturday, it would have been much more difficult, and he might have been exposed if he wasn't careful.

Saturday morning arrived quickly, and Lin Yifan, who was monitoring Suzuki Heitaro, finally made a discovery. It turned out that the guest list was in the hands of one of his secretaries, and it was only delivered to him around noon. No wonder he had gone to great lengths to find it.

The appearance of the list of attendees that evening excited Lin Yifan, because there were two lieutenant generals on it, one of whom was Tada Shun, who had just been affected by the Red Party's Hundred Regiments Offensive and was preparing to return to Japan.

The other one is Inaba Jiro, the newly appointed commander of the 6th Division, who is passing by. With these two lieutenant generals, the system upgrade is basically a sure thing.

Quietly awaiting the arrival of night. Time passed second by second, and the sky gradually darkened. The consulate began to bustle with activity as cars slowly drove in, their headlights piercing the night sky and illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Lin Yifan focused his mental energy intently, carefully "observing" everything inside the consulate. He saw many people dressed in military uniforms and suits, including some high-ranking Japanese officers and some traitors who appeared to be of high status.

"Quite a few big fish!" Lin Yifan sneered inwardly, his eyes growing increasingly cold. He knew tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, a hunt for these wolves and tigers about to begin.

The consulate was brightly lit, and the sounds of clinking glasses could be faintly heard, creating a stark contrast with the somber night outside.

Lin Yifan was like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, patiently waiting for the best opportunity to strike.

He used his mental energy like an invisible net to quietly cover the entire consulate area, and no movement could escape his perception.

As time went on, the banquet inside the consulate seemed to reach its climax. Lin Yifan could "hear" the arrogant laughter of the Japanese officers and the obsequious echoes of the traitors.

The figures of Suzuki Heitaro, Tada Shun, and Inaba Jiro also appeared in his mental perception multiple times. The three of them were surrounded by a group of people, looking very spirited.

"Almost there," Lin Yifan murmured, a cold glint in his eyes. He appeared suddenly in Suzuki Heitaro's office like a ghost.

Then, with a clear objective, he stealthily made his way towards the main banquet hall, aiming to conserve his teleportation abilities for a smoother retreat after the operation.

Along the way, Lin Yifan would occasionally encounter lone guards or servants, and he would take them into his space without hesitation. In just a few minutes, five or six unlucky souls had silently entered his space and had their necks broken, and his contribution points were slowly and steadily increasing.

Inside the banquet hall, melodious music mingled with the clinking of glasses and plates, and the air was thick with the smell of alcohol and insincere laughter.

Lin Yifan was like a shadow blending into the darkness, his mental power scanning every corner with the precision of radar.

He could clearly "see" that in the main seat, Tada Shunsei was raising his glass to clink with Inaba Jiro, both of them wearing smug smiles, as if the entire North China was under their control.

Heitaro Suzuki, on the other hand, acted like a courteous host, moving among the guests and occasionally letting out a fawning laugh.

"Now!" Lin Yifan's eyes flashed with killing intent. He didn't choose to rush in and start a massacre, which would be satisfying but could easily lead to being surrounded. He wanted to kill them all in one fell swoop!

His mental energy instantly locked onto a dozen or so Japanese soldiers wearing general ranks in the banquet hall, as well as several intelligence chiefs and major traitors whose hands were stained with the blood of Chinese people that he had "seen" in the documents.

With a thought, dozens of bullets that had been prepared in the still warehouse shot towards their respective targets like arrows released from a bow!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of almost inaudible muffled thuds were perfectly masked in the noisy banquet hall. The next moment, a chilling scene unfolded—Tada Shun, who was chatting and laughing, suddenly had his head explode like a smashed watermelon, splattering red and white blood all over Inaba Jiro next to him.

At almost the same time, Inaba Jiro, Suzuki Heitaro, and several other major generals and colonels, without exception, all covered their bleeding heads and fell straight down!

The entire banquet hall fell silent instantly. Everyone was stunned, their hands holding wine glasses frozen in mid-air, smiles still lingering on their faces, their eyes filled with unbelievable fear.

Hiding in the space, Lin Yifan had a thought and first removed the collar insignia of those Japanese officers.

"Enemy attack!!" Someone reacted first, letting out a piercing scream.

Instantly, the entire consulate descended into chaos. Guards drew their guns in a panic, frantically searching for the attacker, while guests scattered like headless flies, amidst cries and screams.

Immediately afterwards, more than sixty grenades appeared out of thin air in the middle of the crowd, and the next second, deafening explosions rang out one after another! "Boom—! Boom—!" Flames shot into the sky, and shockwaves mixed with flying debris and blood and flesh turned the luxurious banquet hall into a living hell in an instant.

The lights inside the consulate flickered during the explosion before finally plunging the consulate into complete darkness.