I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

The night after the rain was very quiet, with only the sticky sound of water as cars rolled across the road.

"Mr. Zeng, the train tickets have been bought. Someone from the Northeast will come to ask tomorrow afternoon if there are any changes to the itinerary?" Huang Xiaoan said respectfully.

Uncle Zeng Bao ignored Huang Xiaoan's tentative thoughts and said, "No."

"Okay." Huang Xiaoan sat straight on the seat, his clenched palms painfully poked by his nails.

Uncle Zeng Bao leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and rested, and suddenly said:

"Has the woman from Wei Er's family been dealt with?"

"She escaped." Huang Xiaoan answered quickly.

The people below are too careless. For them, telling a woman to shut up or get out of Shanghai is as easy as eating and drinking water.

"What's the reason?" asked Uncle Zeng Bao.

Huang Xiaoan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him continue asking. As expected, Mr. Zeng was a little more patient when dealing with the Wei family's affairs.

It was just that I happened to see Wei Ran interacting with this woman, so I sent someone to investigate.

They arrested the man, locked him in a dark room, and frightened him a few times, then he told her everything he knew and didn't know, like pouring beans.

He did not read the contents of the survey, but he only knew that after Mr. Zeng saw it, he said, "Dismiss it."

The "send away" in Mr. Zeng's words has two meanings, one is to get out of the foreign concessions, and the other is to be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish.

Obviously, his "dismissal" was the former.

"When we were at the dock, the Japanese captured one of our men, and she took the opportunity to escape. The person who brought her back said that she met an acquaintance at the dock and called that person Husheng."

"Husheng? Wei Husheng?" Uncle Zeng Bao murmured the name in a low voice.

It seems that the Wei family is about to get lively.

Wei Miao had no idea at this moment that her good second uncle had returned from Hong Kong Island, and had met Aunt Wei as soon as he got off the pier.

At the moment, she was feeding water to the person on the bed. After doing a basic check as White had instructed, she went to pack up.

She had to go over there tonight to take a look, otherwise she would be nervous.

From Mr. Zeng's point of view, the more chaotic the world is, the better.

When everything was almost packed, Wei Miao tried to call Ali.

After several unsuccessful attempts, just when she was about to give up and leave alone, Ahri stumbled in.

Wei Miao's heart skipped a beat. This little guy was powerful and smart, and normally no one would get into trouble. But looking at his appearance, it looked like he had been beaten up.

Without thinking, she squatted down and stroked the cat's head, transferring some of her Qi to it.

Wei Miao sighed again in his heart. If this space had no rules or restrictions, perhaps this guy Ali would be able to cultivate to some extent.

Unfortunately, its cat body is so weak that it can only emit a mosquito-shit-sized amount of energy each time before it has to stop.

Otherwise it will explode and die.

While Wei Miao was daydreaming, Ahri relaxed her body under her hands, lying on the ground, twisting and acting coquettishly, without any sign of the dying look she had just shown.

"Ahri, what's in your mouth?"

Wei Miao picked up a bean-sized object that fell from the corner of Ali's mouth.

What I got was actually half a piece of paper, which was rolled up and compressed to a very small size.

Wei Miao saw Brother Lu digging it out from a crack in the wall.

It is said that those are used by agents to send signals for communication. The cracks in the wall, statues, or holes in the trees are called dead mailboxes.

Wei Miao opened the note and saw the contents on it, her face twisted for a moment.

"Tonight the water floods Xiushui Town, and the Badaowan warehouse is in danger."

The Japanese written above does not say who did the flooding, but as long as the Japanese are on guard, catching them in the act will be clearer than anything else.

"Ari, did you get it from Takahashi Ei's family?"

"Meow~"

Ali's cat eyes were full of anger. This Japanese devil actually closed the doors and windows and trapped it at home.

It stayed in the Japanese devils' bedroom for two days and almost lost its life.

After the rain stopped, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated and a full moon appeared.

Wei Miao controlled Ahri's body and jumped into the room through the gap in the window through which it escaped.

The familiar smell of agarwood made her hold her breath.

Ahri looked listless, probably because she had smelled too much agarwood with added ingredients.

She took light cat steps and looked around, but there was no one in the study or bedroom.

There were many things going on during the Spring Festival, so she was careless for a moment and even forgot about Takahashi Eiichi.

Judging from the note that Ali brought back, I’m afraid this news has not been spread.

Wei Miao didn't want to know how this guy discovered that Brother Lu's identity was questionable, nor did she care who threw the note to him. She planned to send him to hell.

Wei Miao was just wondering when he heard a dripping sound coming from downstairs.

The sound of a radio station. Does Takahashi Eiichi have a radio station?

This is very strange. A Shanghai agent headquartered in Shanghai has a radio station and is sending messages?

When I followed the sound of the radio and stopped at the west room on the first floor, I found that the door was not closed tightly. . .

In the room with only one desk lamp, the beeping sound of the radio was intermittent, and the transmitter's breathing sounded very difficult, like a struggle before death.

The cat is light and nimble, hiding in dark corners and observing.

Takahashi Eiichi was almost half-lying on the radio, his pale face covered in sweat. After pressing twice, his hands shook a few times and twitched from time to time.

This is a precursor to excessive barium chloride poisoning. The permeability of brain blood vessels increases, causing brain edema, dizziness, irritability, and numbness and tremors of limbs. . .

"I feel like I can't breathe. No, I have to send out the information I collected before I die!"

Takahashi Eiichi murmured intermittently in Japanese.

"Dr. Ding from the clinic in the alley next door is a Jinling agent. Lu Pingsheng is very close to him. He must be not innocent."

"I received a note tonight. It was written in Japanese. It seems that the person knew my identity..."

Wei Miao was stunned. He didn't expect that it would be Dr. Ding who was the first to be exposed.

Without any hesitation, she turned to the power switch, jumped up, and accurately pulled the switch, and the whole room suddenly fell into darkness.

She landed lightly on the ground, her cat's eyes seeing in the dark, her gaze falling on Takahashi Eiichi, whose consciousness was already blurred. She didn't need to do anything now, she just needed to wait quietly for the poison to take effect.

Calculating the time, if this guy hadn't been away for these days, he would have died long ago.

Wei Miao squatted on the ground, wagging his tail leisurely, and began to think.

Who passed the note?

Mr. Zeng or Huang Xiaoan?

It shouldn’t be Mr. Zeng. If he wanted to do something, he just needed to call his good friend Kazuaki Inoue.

This furtive way of writing the note might have been the work of Huang Xiaoan, who was standing respectfully at the door tonight.

Apart from his own people, Mr. Zeng was the only one who could guess something about Brother Lu's actions.

She had discovered a few times before that the relationship between Huang Xiaoan and Mr. Zeng was very strange.

As Huang Xiaoan always follows Mr. Zeng, it is not surprising that he knows this.

What was the reason for Dr. Ding’s exposure?

A sudden idea came to her mind. The woman in the small shop at the intersection was Takahashi Eiichi's person. Did she leave any clues for him?

"Mr. Inoue may have guessed correctly. The gold loss case and the dock connection case may be closely related to Lu Pingsheng."

Perhaps in order to keep himself awake, Takahashi Rong kept muttering to himself.

His brain was no longer able to think independently, and power outages did not cause him any trouble.

In the darkness, his shaking hands were still unconsciously pressing the radio handle.

Although he could no longer hear the radio's startup sound, he was unaware.

He had only one belief at this moment, which was to send out the contents of the note and the results of his investigation.

Before losing consciousness, Takahashi Eiichi's mind was full of the note that was suddenly thrown into his bedroom.

"Tonight the water floods Xiushui Town, and the Badaowan warehouse is in danger."

Although he didn't know where Xiushui Town was, he knew that the imperial warehouse could not be flooded.

He suppressed his discomfort, put on his clothes hastily, and prepared to go out to make a phone call.

As soon as he opened the door and walked to the stairs, lightning and thunder flashed outside the window, and he rolled down the stairs and fainted.

When he woke up, the thunderstorm had stopped. He fell on the cold floor and was unable to control his body. His limbs, which used to be strong and flexible, had no feeling at all.

Takahashi Eiichi regretted his stubbornness a few days ago. When he felt unwell, he refused his friend's suggestion to see a doctor.

I regretted even more that I didn’t install a telephone when I first moved in in order to avoid attracting attention.

Wei Miao walked in front of Takahashi Eiichi with cat-like steps. After realizing that he was not breathing, his eyes fell on his hand pressing the radio.

This thing needs to disappear reasonably.