Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

Gan Xin gritted his teeth in pain and looked back with anger in his eyes.

Sun Lang pushed the door and confirmed that it was not damaged. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Fortunately, it's okay."

After saying this, Sun Lang seemed to realize that there was a living person next to him who had just been knocked down by him.

Too busy to help someone:

"My dear guest, I am sorry. I was walking too fast just now and my feet slipped and I bumped into you. I am so sorry!"

"Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital and have your whole body checked out, especially to see if there's anything wrong with your brain."

"No, no, I'm fine."

Gan Xin really wanted to get angry just now.

Seeing Sun Lang's overly enthusiastic attitude, Gan Xin forgot for a moment that the other party was a traitor, and he was too embarrassed to get angry and cause trouble for him.

Especially after hearing that he was busy rejecting people and going to the hospital for a full body check, even his brain was not spared, he had no time to waste.

And he felt he had a clue.

Seeing that the traitor in front of him was about to drag him to the hospital, he quickly pushed him away, grimaced, gasped, and limped out at a fairly fast pace.

Looking at Gan Xin's back as he left, Sun Lang seemed to be smiling.

He also secretly felt it was a pity. If he had taken the man to the hospital, maybe he could have quit his opium addiction.

Fortunately, what he just did was not in vain. At least Gan Xin saw his hint and knew the clue.

But this is not enough, we have to act quickly. Gan Xin is addicted to smoking now, and you never know when he will come back.

He couldn't put his hopes on the Military Control Commission. Anyway, he knew where the other two opium dens were.

It's past eight in the evening.

There was a figure running fast on the dark street, and this running lasted for about three hours.

Only after making sure he had reached the Tan area did Sun Lang stop to catch his breath and rest.

"It's really far! If I hadn't practiced climbing mountains and crossing rivers before, I really wouldn't have been able to run here in such a short time."

Looking around, the streets were pitch black at this time of day.

Feeling that I had rested enough, I continued to jog on the street while observing the shops along the street.

He believed that any opium den run by the Japanese would be open 24 hours a day.

I don't know the exact location of the opium den, I just need to find the faint light in the darkness.

Another twenty minutes passed before he finally found a bright spot.

Sun Lang gradually approached. He was dressed in black and no one could see him in the dark even if he didn't hide.

As we got closer to the place with light, we found that it was a shop. At this time, the door of the shop was wide open and there were many people coming and going.

He was walking forward along the edge of the street, and two pedestrians passing by did not notice him.

It was too dark and he couldn't see clearly what the two men looked like. The only impression he got from their figures was that they were very thin.

Two meters away from the shop, Sun Lang was hiding in a corner.

He was certain that this was the Japanese opium den.

The smell of smoke could be smelled from far away.

Looking at the people coming in and out, Sun Lang frowned.

"I want to destroy this opium den and the opium, but what about these people? I can't kill them all."

It is impossible to kill them, so we have to find another way. We should destroy the opium alone. If we cannot destroy the opium den, then forget it.

If he did this, his workload would be too heavy and he would have to waste time looking for a warehouse where the opium was stored.

Look at the dim lights in the room and the people coming and going.

Two minutes later, Sun Lang came out from the corner and walked towards the smoking room.

Except for the door, all other windows in the chimney were closed, and the air circulation was not smooth. In addition, the smokers were always smoking, and the smoke could not dissipate even with the door open.

The smoking room was so foggy that one couldn't see people's faces clearly.

This is also the reason why Sun Lang came in openly.

No one greeted me when I came in, which is normal.

There were only two or three waiters in the opium den, and they were all busy running around. If the people who came in were old smokers, they would know what to do and there was no need to greet them.

If you are a new customer, you can find the waiter yourself.

This made it convenient for Sun Lang. He could look around the tobacco shop and no one cared about him.

The layout of all the opium dens is similar, with opium towers everywhere and everyone lying on them to smoke opium.

At a glance, there are no rooms near the outside, which is near the door.

Sun Lang continued to walk inside.

Looking all the way down, this smoking den was also full of people.

Looking inside, there are probably about a hundred soft couches, or even more.

The store was not wide but rather deep. Sun Lang fanned away the smoke that had gathered in front of him and looked inside as he walked.

The further I went inside, the more my eyes felt sore because the smoke was so thick.

There are no rooms outside, so the warehouse must be inside.

When he went in and saw a waiter walking towards him, he quickly put his hands into his sleeves and walked with his shoulders hunched and his head lowered, just like those heavy smokers.

Although he couldn't see his appearance without a mirror, Sun Lang could feel that he had learned it quite well.

The only thing that easily gave him away was that the clothes he wore were too clean, unlike those smokers who looked sloppy and dirty.

There is a bad smell when you get close to it.

This was the only discordant point, but luckily it could not be seen clearly in the dim, smoky room.

The guy hurried past him, bumped into his shoulder, and left without looking back, not noticing anything was wrong.

When I walked in, I found that there was a counter on the left and a room of more than 100 square meters on the right.

There were also people lying all over the place.

Seeing the person at the counter with his head down calculating the bill and registering, I walked past him carefully and took a quick look around.

This made him discover that there were two rooms to the right of the counter.

Needless to say, one is definitely a study and the other is a warehouse.

As for which one is the warehouse? I don't know.

Is the warehouse door locked? I don't know.

If you want to check, you have to go through the counter, and then you will easily be discovered by the person at the counter.

"What a pity, the system can only scan people, not objects."

Taking back the agent system, Sun Lang shook his head.

We have to make a quick decision. A lot of time has been wasted.

Not only this smoking den, but also the ones in the other two places, he will destroy them all tonight.

And he had to be fast, otherwise he was afraid that if he ran to three places he wouldn't be able to return by dawn.

We have to find a way to lure this guy away.

"Boss, please be kind and give me some opium. I don't want much, just give me a little."

The man standing behind the counter was not the shopkeeper, but just a waiter.

The other party said impatiently:

"No, leave now. If you don't have money, don't come here, you poor bastard."

"Get out of here right now, or I'll break your legs and throw you out."

"What do you think this place is? How dare you come here without money? Get out of here, get out of here!"

The guy waved his hands as if he was shooing away a fly and then stopped looking at the man.

The man seemed to be frightened by the other party's words. He held the dollar in his hand, reluctant to part with it, and looked back at the counter as he walked away.

Every time they picked up the opium at that place.