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

Lin Ze left the tea shop, hailed a rickshaw, and wandered around before returning to the patrol station.

Mr. Duan from Xinhuisheng Silk Shop sent another invitation. Since Lin Ze had nothing to do in the evening, he brought a few people to the banquet.

Boss Duan didn't have anything to do, but his shop was on Lin Ze's land, so he had to keep in touch with him every now and then.

Moreover, silk and satin shops are the targets of special attention from thieves, pickpockets and passing robbers, so it is never wrong to have a good relationship with the people stationed at the patrol station.

If you wait until something happens before burning incense and praying to Buddha, then you can expect to be asked to pay a huge price by the lion!

That night, everyone had dinner at Zhengyang Tower.

The silk business had high profits, and Boss Duan was also very wealthy, so he ordered a table of the finest dishes, including crispy fried fish, lamb head, braised sea cucumber, all the specialties of Zhengyanglou, and large June yellow crabs.

We drank Shaoxing wine shipped from the south.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Boss Duan handed over a few French francs. Lin Ze pinched them and realized that they were five hundred yuan, so he took them immediately.

I thought that after a while, when the Japanese came, the money would become worthless and would have to be converted into dollars.

The brothers who came with them also came with some food, each with two cans of three guns and two packs of snacks.

When the show was over, some walked while others took a rickshaw, and everyone went home contentedly.

When he got home, Lin Ze washed his face to get rid of the alcohol, picked a brick from the wall of the bedroom, took out an oil paper bag, scraped out some of the powder inside, and took out a gold ring with a piece of jadeite that was very watery.

After twisting the jade, there was a half centimeter square gap inside. She carefully put the powder into it, then took a cold shower and went to bed.

The next day, the higher-ups approved the assassination of Jin Yuanzhi.

However, due to Jin Yuanzhi's special identity, the higher-ups required that the operation be kept secret. Even if Jin Yuanzhi died, no one could find out the whole story, and he could not be linked to the Lixing Society.

Besides being a otaku, Jin Yuanzhi also has another hobby, which is Peking Opera.

Although I'm not obsessed with drama, I still need to practice my voice every day. If a famous actor wears a plaque, I will naturally go to support him.

In order to keep his voice warm, he hired a musician and a drummer at home. Every morning, they would take turns singing either Hongyangdong or Shikongzhan.

Opera singers take good care of their voices, so after singing in the morning, Observer Jin always drinks a bowl of small pear soup made by Xiao Yang's shop on Yongguang Temple Middle Street to moisten his throat and clear his lungs.

In the past, the clerks of Xiao Yang's shop would deliver it every day. Later, for safety reasons or for some other reason, he would always send his housekeeper to buy it in person.

Observer Jin was not like those coolies who got up before dawn. He always slept until the sun was high in the sky and the clock struck ten before he started to practice his voice. He would drink this small pear soup after less than an hour of practice.

Therefore, the housekeeper always went out before ten o'clock, and when the small pear soup was bought back, Jin Yuanzhi would just be ready to drink it.

That day, the housekeeper went out as usual, took a rickshaw at the entrance of the alley, and went all the way to Xiao Yang's shop.

The shopkeeper knew this old customer and greeted him warmly, "You are here! I have made you some tea. Sit down and take a rest. Give me the lunch box and I will pack it for you."

The butler was very stylish. He rolled up his sleeves, sat on a bench inside, and drank tea leisurely.

The shopkeeper waited until he finished a bowl of tea before telling him that the pear soup was ready. It was served in a white porcelain cup marked with Xiao Yang's shop, which looked like a hot wine kettle. The middle pot contained pear soup, and the surrounding was hot water. This way, when he got home, the pear soup would still be hot.

The butler bowed and asked the shopkeeper to take the account book. He signed his name on it and turned to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped head-on into someone.

The food box fell to the ground, the white porcelain cup inside rolled out, and the pear soup spilled all over the floor.

"You!" The butler was about to curse, but when he looked up at the person in front of him, he swallowed his words back.

The rash man who came was wearing a cotton shirt, was in his thirties, had a beard on his lips, and his hair was combed back, so greasy that even a fly could not stand on it.

A platinum watch chain was exposed in front of her chest, and she was wearing a gold ring inlaid with jade on her hand!

The housekeeper was very worldly-wise and thought that the man was dressed like a wealthy university professor. Not only did those people have high incomes, they also had a wide network of friends and a lot of face!

He immediately bowed and said, "Sir, you should be careful when you walk. If you spill my pear soup, I will just spend a few more dollars to buy it, but if you fall and get hurt, it will not be worth it! Even if your clothes are soiled, you will feel unhappy, right?"

This was a very polite remark, and he also hinted that the other party should compensate him for the pear soup, which made the housekeeper quite proud.

After all, I have seen a lot of the world following Observer Jin, and I am no longer the same person I used to be.

If I say that I used to be just a supporting actor on the stage, now, when Observer Jin is not present, I can also sing a few lines!

Sure enough, this gentleman was also a respectable man. He apologized repeatedly, asked the shopkeeper to serve a new bowl of pear soup, picked up the food box himself, wiped it clean, and put the pear soup in it.

He handed it to the butler and said, "Brother, I was only thinking about drinking this pear soup today. I delayed your work. I will come to apologize another day."

The butler cupped his hands again and said, "You are so kind, so kind."

Only then did he take the food box and get on the rickshaw.

They got home without any further delays and Jin Yuanzhi just finished singing the last sentence.

“…..

I was so worried about this that I became sick.

Therefore, my illness is even more serious.

"My Lord!"

When the music stopped, the housekeeper, the musicians and the drummers all applauded, one saying that the sound was lingering in the air, another saying that it was perfect.

Jin Yuanzhi wiped the non-existent sweat with a white towel and smiled reservedly, "I still need to practice. I still have a long way to go!"

Then he took the bowl of pear soup handed to him by the housekeeper and took a sip.

But then, he frowned and asked, "It tastes a little off today?"

Then he took another sip, shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I am tired from practicing. Hmm, it still tastes the same!"

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and flattered him immediately: "If you go to sea, you will be a famous actor in the two docks of the north and south! Although you are always practicing boxing and singing songs, I still have to advise you not to tire yourself too much. Not to mention that our whole family is counting on you, even the affairs of state cannot do without you, right?"

Jin Yuanzhi laughed, "You are right. The affairs of state really cannot do without me. I once went to Japan to study abroad, but the men in the Army Department only know how to scheme against each other and are unwilling to use me. I have a lot of talent but nowhere to display it!"

Then Jin Yuanzhi put down the white porcelain cup, "Do you really think the 29th Division can stop the Japanese? Humph! Once the Imperial Army arrives, we'll see. Even the Japanese will have to treat me as a guest of honor!"

As he said this, Jin Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly widened, and then his throat felt sweet, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he fell backwards.

Several people were shocked and hurriedly helped him up, but when they touched his neck, they found that he was already dead.