Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

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Late at night, 1933.

In Meilin Village, Ning'an County, Jiangnan Province, a ghostly black shadow dressed in pitch-black clothes and pants, with a black cloth covering its face, was quietly lurking in the courtyard of a fairly wealthy family.

This person's name is Lu Yang, a time traveler with the same name as the original owner.

Next, he wanted to avenge the original owner's father's death.

He slowly approached the window reflecting the candlelight and looked into the house through the crack in the window paper.

A faint candle in the room emitted a dim light. On the kang, a man and a woman were whispering softly after making love.

"Cousin, as soon as his house opens tomorrow morning, go and exchange it for gold. Let's get out of here quickly. I'm so nervous and uneasy."

"Don't be afraid, honey. No one in the Lu family is alive now, except for Lu Yang, who's an apprentice in Japan. Even if he comes back, the old man is almost a pile of bones. What can he do?"

"Alas, I'm just a concubine. They're all gone, and the housekeeper ran away. How can I explain this huge fortune to others without getting a penny?"

"That's nothing. Just blame it on the bandits. They'll say they stole everything and tore up the tickets."

"Ah, at first I just wanted to kill Chen Caizhi, but I never thought that the matter would get bigger and bigger, and even the master would suffer. Actually, that Old Lu was quite nice to me..."

"Don't be so indecisive. Who the hell is he? He sent all the money to his son and only left you a piece of land."

"Well, now that it's like this, you have to treat me better from now on. I've given you my body and my belongings."

At this time, the man laughed obscenely: "Don't worry, baby, I will take good care of you, come, let's do it again."

"You bastard, come back again. Why are you never full? I'm almost exhausted." ...Hehe.

"Um... ah!"

Suddenly, with a deafening bang, the window shattered, sending water flying everywhere. A water tank, half the height of a man, burst through the window like a cannonball, striking the man squarely on his bare back. He let out a heartbreaking scream, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering the woman's bare chest.

The two men were terrified, their minds trembling. The woman's mind went blank, and she froze in place for several seconds, unable to move. In the cold moonlight, a flash of cold light flashed, and the man's huge head rolled onto her face.

"Oh! Oh my God!" The woman fainted from fright.

Lu Yang stood quietly beside the two men, kicked the male corpse aside.

He leaned over and stretched out his left hand, grabbing the woman's hair tightly like an iron clamp, and the dagger in his right hand ruthlessly stabbed into her neck.

A stream of boiling blood shot out like an arrow. The black shadow moved nimbly, dodging it with a flick of his left hand.

He seemed to intentionally slow down the speed of cutting, letting the woman feel the pain until she opened her eyes in pain.

At this time, the woman's face was as pale as paper, without any blood, scarlet blood foam kept flowing out of her mouth and nose, and her mouth opened and closed, as if she wanted to say something.

Under the moonlight, Lu Yang suddenly pulled off his veil, revealing a pair of sinister, cold eyes full of murderous intent.

The woman used up her last bit of strength, her eyes wide open in horror, but she couldn't make a sound.

Lu Yang exerted force on his wrist and turned it suddenly, and the blade slashed horizontally, leaving a deep arc on the woman's bloody neck.

Despite encountering several obstructions, Lu Yang's wrist strength was unusually strong, and only a few crisp "click" and "squeak" sounds were heard.

Lu Yang stood up, grabbed the woman's head from her neck with his left hand, rubbed the dagger against the wall a few times with his right hand, and then inserted it into the woman's cheek.

Finally free, his right hand grabbed the head of the man next to him and handed it to his left hand. Then, he grabbed a sheet from the kang and wrapped the two heads together tightly, tied a knot, and threw them into the yard outside the window.

Then he jumped off the kang nimbly and ran to the cabinets next to him.

A few minutes later, behind the water tank in the corner of the room, he found a cloth bag wrapped in an iron box. When he opened it, he found it was filled with silver dollars, jewelry, and banknotes.

Without even looking at it closely, he closed the lid, rewrapped it in cloth, and took it with him.

He quickly walked into the kitchen, picked up the gourd ladle, scooped a spoonful of vegetable oil from the oil jar, and splashed it on the wood and clothes in the house.

Then he picked up a candle, lit a few pieces of torn clothes, and quickly threw them to flammable places. The last piece was thrown onto the beam of the house.

Then, he dodged, jumped out of the window, picked up the bundle of human heads on the ground, blended into the cold moonlight, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Two days later, Ning'an County.

Ning'an County is a relatively prosperous county in Jiangnan Province. It is a typical land of fish and rice, and is rich in tea, silk and a variety of agricultural and sideline products.

In a busy alley in the center of the county town, there is a three-story courtyard with stone and wood structure.

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was extremely lively, with people coming in and out in an endless stream.

A maroon rectangular sign hangs above the gate, with four large gold-plated characters written on it - "Wangjiang Teahouse".

A thin and tall middle-aged man appeared here. He was wearing a gray-white knee-length gown, a white top hat, a beard, and a pair of round white copper crystal glasses on his high nose bridge.

He was seen standing slowly at the side of the gate, avoiding the crowd, looking around a few times, and then walking in with big strides.

Seeing this, the waiter in charge of reception hurried over to greet him. "Sir, would you like some tea or some music?" However, the bearded man didn't respond immediately. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the bustling scene inside the teahouse.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the waiter thought he was a regular customer and turned around to serve someone else.

The bearded man ignored him, rolled up his robe, climbed the stairs, and walked to the second floor. When he arrived in front of a top-notch room on the second floor, he stopped and looked around again.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, a waiter carrying a tray of melon seeds and tea shouted, "Sir, this room is not open to the public. This is our boss's room."

The bearded man turned his head to glance at the waiter and said arrogantly, "What a big shot! Is your boss called Qinglan?"

The guy saw that he was emitting a unique aura, and thought that in today's chaotic world, there were all kinds of people, so it would be better not to provoke him.

So he pretended not to hear and turned into a room.

The bearded man sneered contemptuously and raised his hand to knock on the door.

At this moment, the door opened from the inside, and a maid in a plain light blue cheongsam stood there. She had thin eyebrows and big eyes, but she stared at the bearded man in front of her with hostility.

"Sir, this is our boss's private room.

Please take your tea elsewhere."

The bearded man ignored him, stretched out his right hand, pushed the maid aside, and stepped into the room. "Tell the shopkeeper to come in person and tell him that my cousin from Japan has arrived.

"The maid was a little annoyed, pouting and ready to fight back.

"Ruyan!" At this time, a low shout came from inside.

Immediately, a slender figure came out from inside. "Ruyan, go outside and close the door. No one is allowed to come in."

"Yes, Miss." Although Ruyan was reluctant, she nodded obediently and walked out of the room. When she passed by the bearded man, she did not forget to glare at him.

The door closed again. The woman had already walked up to the bearded man and was looking at him carefully.

The bearded man looked at her calmly without taking off his glasses, and said lightly: "You have come all the way here, don't you want to give me a drink of water?" The woman quickly stretched out her hand and made a gesture of inviting her in.

"Please sit inside."

The bearded man didn't hesitate, striding ahead into the inner room. They sat down at a round table one after another.

The woman picked up two tea bowls and slowly lifted the blue-and-white teapot, filling each bowl with tea. Then she pushed one of them to the bearded man and said, "Please have some tea."

Eyes still studying him.

The bearded man picked up the tea bowl without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp. Then he took the teapot and filled a cup with it.

He drank three cups of tea in a row. After putting down the cup, he finally spoke: "Is the shopkeeper Qinglan?"