Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 49 Let’s get started
The murder of the South Manchuria Railway investigator instantly ignited the entire city of Shanghai.

The dead man was Japanese, and it happened in Shanghai, a city controlled by the Japanese, and he was shot in broad daylight.

This behavior is a blatant slap in the face of the Great Japanese Empire.

As soon as the incident occurred, all agencies of the Military Police Headquarters Criminal Investigation Section, the Joint Special Higher Police Information Investigation Department, the South Manchuria Railway Bureau Investigation Bureau, and the Special Service Department of the Expeditionary Army were mobilized.

Based on wound comparison and testimonies from some so-called eyewitnesses at the dock.

Hirata Jisaburo's death was ruled as an assassination by a Kuomintang agent.

It's strange, isn't it? Not only that, but the reason they gave was even more absurd: the Japanese spy group lurking in the mountain city had sent news of the establishment of the Military Statistics Bureau.

They also attached a telegram they had intercepted, sent from Chongqing to Shanghai.

The telegram requested that the original Fuxing Society Shanghai Action Group be changed to the Military Intelligence Bureau Shanghai Station, and that the new station chief, Zhao Lijun, would arrive in Shanghai soon to take charge of the overall situation.

The Joint Special Higher Police used this telegram as evidence to characterize the attack as an operation by the Military Intelligence Bureau to establish its authority.

Of course, no one cared why the Military Intelligence Bureau would choose an unknown investigator to establish its authority.

Anyway, this is the conclusion reached after discussions at the higher level, and the people below should just carry out the security and suppression missions according to this conclusion.

Thus, under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Yasushi Yamada, the captain of the Military Police Headquarters Security Battalion.

A large-scale crackdown on crime was launched targeting all the wharves in the Chinese-controlled area.

From March 23 to March 26, in just three days, the temporary prison set up by Japan in the Hong Kong area became overcrowded.

Within a few days, all the leading figures of the four major wharves in the Chinese-controlled area were arrested.

The result was that all the major and minor gangs in the Chinese-speaking world were in a state of fear, and they didn't know what had gotten into the Japanese, why they had suddenly started targeting the Chinese community.

It should be noted that the Chinese-controlled area of ​​Shanghai was a notorious slum, and even the Green Gang, the largest gang in Shanghai, had little interest in this place.

While these gangs, big and small, were completely bewildered, the thugs at the Sixteen Factories Wharf were quietly making preparations.

The stalls at the Sixteen Lines Wharf Night Market are still the familiar two-story buildings, but the owners have changed.

From October last year to March this year, in less than half a year, this place has changed owners three times.

From Ye Zhuoshan in the earliest days to Xu Biao before him, these people were all notorious hooligans in Shanghai.

The sudden replacement of Lin Xueyi, who was nobody, was quite unusual for everyone.

After all, Lin Xueyi is definitely a freak in everyone's eyes.

How to put it? It can be summed up in one sentence.

It was truly foolish, but it was also truly prudent.

I don't know if he's missing a screw in his head or if he's just slow to realize things.

After these major events, many people were watching the locations of the four major wharves in the Chinese-controlled area, but Lin Xueyi didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

He seemed certain that these docks were his for the taking.

While everyone else was planning how to stick their feet in, Lin Xueyi simply said something lightly.

"Once everything is ready, wait for the call."

What call are we waiting for? Whose call are we waiting for? No matter how his subordinates asked, Lin Xueyi remained as calm and unmoved as if he were sitting on a fishing platform.

Shanghai, Sixteen Factories Wharf Warehouse.

The once deserted warehouse is now brightly lit and bustling with activity. The Sixteen Factories Wharf was only moderately famous in the underworld before, after all, this wharf was not something that the fool Xu Biao seized, but rather something that Boss Du entrusted to Boss Cao, who then handed it over to him.

There is a rule in the Green Gang that one should do one's best to help a brother with something he entrusts to him.

Therefore, Xu Biao's reputation is only so-so and nothing particularly outstanding.

But things are different now. Lin Xueyi has disrupted Zhang Xiaolin's business, killed Xie Yuankui, and seized Zhang Xiaolin's Xinkaihe Wharf.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't react at all, which meant that Lin Xueyi had climbed to the top by stepping on Boss Zhang's name.

When you're out in the world, all you want is fame. Lin Xueyi became famous overnight, and naturally, many people flocked to him.

The hundred or so people in this warehouse right now are the elites he recruited recently.

Most of these people can shoot, and even those who aren't particularly skilled with firearms will at least have some martial arts skills.

In a corner of the warehouse, several men sat around a table.

A large plate of peanuts was poured on the table, and the group chatted as they peeled them.

"Boss, it's really easy to make money in Shanghai," a man on the left said, taking a swig of his drink. "When we were in the army, we only got two silver dollars a month, and that wasn't even every month."

“They give you five silver dollars just for sitting here for one night. These people seem to treat money like it’s nothing.”

"With so many people, we'll have to spend several hundred dollars in one night."

"Hmph, if you want to get rich, don't join the army." The man called the leader coldly rebuked him, remained silent for a while, then picked up the wine jar in his hand and took a big gulp.

The man sighed, "Boss, when we first joined the army, we all wanted to fight the Japanese devils to the death. But as you can see, when we wanted to join the army, they all looked down on us."

The leader's surname was Liao, and his given name was Liao Ruyuan. He was originally the deputy company commander of the 3rd Company of the 79th Division.

This unit was almost wiped out during the Battle of Shanghai last year. After the Battle of Shanghai ended, the unit retreated to Nanjing.

Because the remaining number of people was too small, and all officers above the company level had been killed in battle, the remaining people were arbitrarily assigned to the rear to move supplies.

Sometimes it was also a matter of luck; when Nanjing fell, those in the rear were able to evacuate to the other side as quickly as possible.

After they evacuated, they encountered some troops, but seeing that they were ragged and had no decent weapons, coupled with the chaos and fear among everyone, almost no troops were willing to take them in.

Left with no other choice, Liao Ruyuan risked his life to find two small boats and flee to Shanghai with about twenty of his men.

Liao Ruyuan's idea when he joined Lin Xueyi was simple: to settle his brothers down and then leave Shanghai to continue looking for troops to fight the Japanese.

But things are unpredictable...

Thump, thump, thump. Suddenly, a series of loud knocks echoed from the second floor of the warehouse, instantly interrupting his thoughts…

Hearing this, everyone looked up at the warehouse building. Lin Xueyi, standing on the second floor, looked down and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, tonight is the night for us to show our skills."

"Brother Liao, you have experience in leading troops, so I'll leave tonight's operation to you in charge of planning."

"I don't want to know how you plan to proceed. I just want to see the results. Starting tomorrow, all four major wharves in the Chinese-controlled area will belong to us."

"If this is done well, everyone will be rewarded with good food and drink."

"If we mess this up, we'll have no place in the entire Shanghai market anymore. You can weigh the consequences yourselves."

Liao Ruyuan took a swig of wine, parted the crowd, and stepped forward to bow to Lin Xueyi, saying, "Fifth Master, please rest assured, I, Liao, will certainly live up to your expectations."

"If I mess this up, I'll bring you my head."

(End of this chapter)