Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

He carried two kilograms of snacks back to Xiaoshikou, changed his clothes, and climbed over the wall to leave.

It was not until he reached the house in Ertiao Hutong that he washed his face and revealed his original appearance.

Lin Ze couldn't help but sigh. If he wanted to ensure his own safety in Peking after its fall, it would be impossible without going through so much trouble.

I drank a few cups of tea before I came to rest. Someone knocked on the door again. It turned out to be Wang Xiaoshou.

"Master, since you didn't return to the patrol station, I came here to look for you. It's almost time for dinner, are you...?"

Lin Ze locked the door and followed him out of the alley. "Go to the police station this afternoon and ask Lao Zhao from the General Affairs Department to write a note for me to install a telephone in my house. Otherwise, it will be very inconvenient."

After thinking for a while, he said, "I have also written your application for regularization. It is on my desk. Please deliver it to the police station this afternoon. Find Chief Wang of the Personnel Department and tell him that I asked you to deliver it. Please be more flexible and don't bring dollars, but cash."

Wang Xiaoshou naturally understood that it was difficult to send the dollars, so he put the French currency in the application form, and the matter was half done!

Wang Xiaoshou called a rickshaw over, helped Lin Ze sit down, and ran beside him.

"Sir, you said that the French currency is getting more and more worthless every day. The price changes every day. I really don't know what to say."

Lin Ze said: "What else can I say? If you can change it into dollars, then change it into dollars. It's still legal tender now. When military notes are really issued later, I won't even have a place to cry!"

Wang Xiaoshou cried, "If this is true, life will be difficult for everyone."

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Okay, it's not that difficult for you, kid. Just go to the Eight Great Hutongs less often. In this world, some people are happy while others are sad. Look at those hooligans on the street. They used to be hated by everyone, but now? It's like when his daughter-in-law gives birth to a child, he becomes the boss!"

When talking about this, Wang Xiaoshou became very excited. He had no home, and apart from being in the patrol station, he was hanging out on the streets. He had so many brothers who served as errand boys under him, so he was naturally well-informed.

"Who says it's not true? It's because you can control the situation here. I heard that in some patrol stations, some hooligans on the street have defected to the Japanese. Not to mention that they don't give face to the patrol captain, even if the director comes, they will still dare to show their teeth!"

It was a bit tiring to run and talk, so Wang Xiaoshou took a few breaths and continued.

"Let's not talk about those brats in the outer city, let's take Tang San'er in the inner city, bah! Who was he before? Later he ran errands for a traitor and even learned a few words of Japanese. Isn't he a coward now? Whenever he goes out, he is surrounded by people. If he doesn't like anyone, he will arrest them and send them to the military police headquarters!"

Lin Ze responded to him casually, "Is there such a thing? I've been busy these days and haven't heard about it."

Wang Xiaoshou said, "You are conscientious in your duties, so of course you won't pay attention to such scum. A few days ago, I saw this grandson go to Xinyuan Bathhouse to take a bath. He acted like that, with a few lackeys in front and behind him, making a lot of noise. He occupied a pool and soaked for an entire afternoon. Damn it, he's not even afraid of the floating bladder!"

Lin Ze asked: "Why, he also likes to take a bath in the bathhouse?"

"Sir, these people go to teahouses in the morning, bathhouses in the afternoon, and stay in the Eight Great Hutongs at night. They are very comfortable!"

As they were talking, they arrived at Dawanju and Lin Ze went up to the private room on the second floor.

He ordered two dishes, a fish head pancake and a Kung Pao chicken, and two small plates of cold dishes, and started to eat and drink with the two taels of Lotus White.

Dawanju is a Anhui cuisine restaurant that has been run by the Xu family for more than two hundred years. It was originally called Dawanmian, and later they added various stir-fried dishes and stews and changed the name to Dawanju.

The fish head and pancake he uses is made with flounder, which is extremely delicious. Combined with the pancake that has absorbed the juice, it can be eaten as a side dish or as a meal, and is delicious and inexpensive.

While Lin Ze was eating and drinking, he looked out of the second-floor window. After the Japanese entered the city, there was a strange sense of prosperity on the streets.

Various new riches are hosting banquets, one today you treat us, the other tomorrow, it is very lively and the business of all the restaurants has improved a lot.

But there were obviously more poor people in rags on the streets. Groups of beggars gathered in front of the restaurants. Waiters came out from time to time to drive them away. There were also kind-hearted shopkeepers who shared their leftovers with them.

At this time, the little beggars would often rush forward and grab the leftovers and stuff them into their mouths without caring about their lives.

The shopkeeper was still shouting: "Be careful not to get a bone stuck in your throat or you'll lose your life!"

But there are only a few kind-hearted restaurants after all. More restaurants choose to sell leftovers to food stalls, which is also a source of income.

After eating and drinking, Wang Xiaoshou was already downstairs collecting the bill.

Things in the world always happen by coincidence. Just as I went out and hadn't gotten on the rickshaw yet, I saw several rickshaws coming, followed by several men in black cloth jackets with double-breasted collars, all running with their shirts open.

There was a man sitting in the rickshaw. He was short and thin, but he was wearing a fine silk jacket and looked timid.

Wang Xiaoshou whispered, "What a coincidence, sir! This is Tang Saner! Look at his appearance. I wonder where he drank at noon and now he's going to the bathhouse again!"

Lin Ze said, "Why do you keep looking at him? Don't bother with him."

After saying that, he got in the car and left.

When they arrived at the patrol station, they asked Wang Xiaoshou to deliver the application form, and Lin Ze skipped work as usual.

After changing my clothes, I went straight to Xinyuan Bathhouse.

When they arrived at the place, Tang Saner had not finished taking a bath yet. A few lackeys were waiting at the door, smoking cigarettes. Lin Ze went in, took a bath, and after Tang Saner left, he paid the bill and followed him from a distance.

Unexpectedly, Tang Saner and his group went to Hanjia Hutong.

Lin Ze looked at his watch and couldn't help but curse.

It’s not even five o’clock on this damn clock and you’re already going to a brothel!

In the following days, Lin Ze followed Tang Saner.

This man's life was so regular that when he went to the teahouse in the morning, his gang of lackeys would come to report to him, telling him who was a bad element, who was arrested, and how much reward they had received by sending him to the gendarmerie headquarters.

After drinking enough tea, I would find a restaurant to have a free meal, then take a bath, and then go to a brothel.

Lin Ze had an idea in mind and went back to prepare.

The next afternoon, Lin Ze came out of the patrol station and went home to change into teacher's clothes, then took a rickshaw to the house in Xiaoshikou.

Naturally, he greeted the neighbors again. Everyone was just being polite to him, and some even spat at him inwardly.

When he got into the house, he took out his cowhide razor and wiped it. Regardless of the hot weather, he put on his jacket first, and then took out the tattered clothes he had bought from the clothing shop, which had two patches on it.

He put on his ragged clothes, put on makeup, took out ten dollars from the system warehouse and put them in his pocket, put his gun in place, and climbed over the back wall to go out.

He walked several blocks before hailing a rickshaw, "Go to Hanjia Hutong!"

The coachman was stunned. Are you going to a brothel dressed like this?

Besides, it’s not dark yet!

When she heard his foreign accent, she knew he was a bumpkin, so she couldn't help but say, "Sir, Hanjia Hutong is far away, fifty cents!"

Lin Ze glared, "What are you talking about! I can't afford a ride?"

Then he took out a dollar and waved it in front of the driver, "Go, go, I want to find a whore to comfort myself!"

When the driver saw this, he said nothing more and said, "Well, whoever has money makes him the boss."

"Hold on tight!"