Lost and Spy

Chapter 120
The International Settlement was truly in disarray.

Those six masked men are being hunted everywhere.

Patrols, spies, youth gang...

Almost everyone is out.

Anyone with a foreign accent will be interrogated.

Yuan Zhonghe was carrying a rattan box in his hand, wearing a long gown, and specially wearing a pair of glasses, with a refined appearance.

He is an old fritter, and if he is asked to charge forward and kill himself, he may not dare.

But to let him get away with it, Yuan Zhonghe is confident that there is still a way.

He seemed to be looking for someone all the time.

"stop."

Suddenly, two people blocked his way.The tall man looked him up and down: "What do you do?"

Pidgin's Shanghai dialect is mixed with a Subei accent.

From the Xinghua area.

Judging by the attire and the bulging waist, he is obviously carrying a gun. He is definitely a spy from the patrol room.

Yuan Zhonghe bowed immediately, and said with a strong Xinghua accent: "I am the representative of Xingtong Trading Company, and I came to Shanghai to enter the cloth."

"Xingtong Trading Company?"

The tall man asked casually: "Which part of northern Jiangsu are you from?"

"Xinghua."

"Xinghua?"

"Yes, yes, from Xinghua Da Zou Changrong."

"Hey, I met a fellow villager."

Yuan Zhonghe seemed to have realized this: "Ah, you are also from Changrong?"

"No, fishing."

"Ah? Then we are very close, so we are real fellow villagers." Yuan Zhonghe quickly took out a cigarette, and each of them issued a cigarette: "My surname is Yuan, Yuan Genrong, both of you?"

"My name is Jin Debao, and he is my cousin, Jin Decai."

"Oh, I'm glad I met you, two seniors?"

Jin Debao looked aside: "It's from the police station."

Yuan Zhonghe was taken aback: "That's the boss."

"What boss, there is no way to compare with your business."

Yuan Zhonghe took out a match and lit cigarettes for them: "Boss, I saw people being arrested. What happened?"

Jin Debao lowered his voice: "Killed people, don't you know? Many people have been killed, even Japanese banks have been robbed, and now they are arresting people everywhere. When you meet foreigners on the road, check them out."

"what!"

Yuan Zhonghe looked bitter: "That's terrible, the family is still waiting for me to go back. What should I do, what should I do?"

Sighing there for a while, he suddenly thought of a solution: "By the way, the two bosses, I need to trouble you to help the fellow. If I don't go back, the company's account will be difficult."

"This one……"

Jin Debao hesitated for a moment: "It stands to reason that we Xinghua people are the most united, and even those who come out to shave their heads have to help each other, but the limelight is really tight now..."

"Know, know."

Yuan Zhonghe looked to both sides, reached into his pocket and took out 20 yuan ocean, took off his watch, and stuffed it into Jin Debao's hand:
"Fellow townsman, help me, help me no matter what."

Jin Debao was still there to refuse, and Jin Decai said: "Brother, six people were arrested. I heard that the leader can speak Oriental dialect. This is our fellow villager. Could it be that he is still a masked man?"

"That's true too."

Jin Debao took the opportunity to accept Dayang and the watch: "If you don't help the villagers, that's reasonable. Don't be scolded when you go back. Come on, I'll take you to the pier, find a boat, and leave Shanghai. No matter where you disembark, go back to Xinghua."

"Thank you fellow, thank you fellow."

Yuan Zhonghe bowed again and again: "I'll go to the hotel to get some luggage."

……

In the room where Yuan Zhonghe lived, a rattan box was casually placed aside.

He picked up the rattan box and was about to leave when he slapped his head: "Oh, even though we are fellow villagers, necessary inspections are still required."

Without further ado, I put the box on the bed and opened it. On the top layer were clothes and a pack of cigarettes.

Yuan Zhonghe picked up a cigarette and stuffed it into Jin Debao's hand: "I don't smoke much, fellow, you can keep smoking."

"Too polite, too polite."

Jin Debao smiled, and glanced into the box with his eyes casually: "My fellow, didn't you slap me? What can you have in this box? A bomb? Just kidding."

Jin Decai also laughed "hehe".

"Isn't this afraid that fellow villagers will make life difficult?" Yuan Zhonghe closed the box with a smile.

In fact, as long as Jin Debao lifted the clothes on the top, there were bags of small Japanese yen wrapped in newspapers underneath.

A full thirty thousand!

Yuan Zhonghe is not afraid at all.

He was in the society in his early years and knew these people too well.

What does it matter how many people died?
Whether it's patrolling or spying, who would do this if it's not for money?

Very few are truly responsible.

With 20 yuan, a watch, and a cigarette, Yuan Zhonghe knew he was safe...

……

"Inspector, Ueda Hui saved his life. His life is really great. He was hit by two bullets. I'm afraid it will be impossible to send him to the hospital later."

"Can you speak?"

"Speaking of which, the robber and Shi Dao had another feud, and mentioned a woman's name, Minako many times."

The subordinates carefully recounted the information they got from Ueda Hui.

How the robbers tortured Shidao Chongji and killed him.

And there is a "detail":
They are going to contact "Xue Sanqiang" and evacuate the concession.

"Minako?"

Nakano Tarohui frowned, and picked up the phone: "Connect to Zhengjin Bank, find President Shidao, I am Nakano from the patrol room...President Shidao, we have found an important clue, may your son know someone named Minako's woman?"

On the other end of the phone, Hiroshi Shidao, who was still immersed in the pain of losing his son, thought for a while: "I don't know... I know Minako, one of them is our depositor, 29 years old... One is a cook The owner of the store is over 50... Your Excellency Nakano, does this have anything to do with the case?"

"I don't know yet, 50 years old? It can be ruled out... Do you know where to find the depositor... Okay, okay, sorry, we will catch the murderer as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Nakano Taro immediately said, "Let's go and pay a visit to that Minako."

His eyes fell on the series of numbers written on the paper again:

"9, 12, 26, 37..."

What secret is hidden here?

……

The energy of spies is still great. They were called "Bao inquiring" in the past, and their status was still higher than that of ordinary patrols.

The police officers in charge of the investigation at the port gave out two cigarettes each, but they never went to investigate Yuan Zhonghe who was following the Jin brothers.

Yuan Zhonghe bought the boat ticket, and thanked the Jin brothers repeatedly: "My fellow, thank you. If you have time to go back to your hometown, you must come to Changrong to find me. If you go to the street and inquire about Xingtong Trading Company, everyone knows it."

"Sure, sure, get on the boat, and remember to find our brothers when you come to Shanghai again."

"Goodbye."

Yuan Zhonghe turned around with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Team leader, brothers, I'm going first.Find your own way to leave.

Attracting the attention of the Japanese all the way to the north, Yuan Zhonghe firmly remembered his mission.

Let's see you in Nanjing!
(End of this chapter)