Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

"Yijun, before the wontons are served, I'm going to the tailor shop across the street to make a set of black clothes for when I return home to pay respects to my parents in a few days.

After hearing this, Chen Yijun glanced across and said, "Wenhan, I'll go with you."

Lu Yang said with some embarrassment, "Let's not do it. You're wearing this military uniform and you're bringing those brothers with you. Don't scare the owner off and make him refuse to do business. I'll be back soon."

Chen Yijun thought about it and agreed. Ever since she was robbed, she had to be surrounded by a group of people wherever she went, which was a bit inconvenient.

"Well, hurry up, the wontons won't taste good if they get cold."

Lu Yang agreed and left the restaurant.

I went straight to the tailor shop and took a look at a few rickshaws as I passed by.

Sure enough, his waist was bulging, his skin was white and his flesh was tender, and it was obvious that he was not a cart puller.

Lu Yang walked quickly into the tailor shop and saw a middle-aged man with a tape measure around his neck cutting cloth.

When he saw Lu Yang come in, he quickly raised his head and greeted him.

"This gentleman has a great figure. Does he want to make clothes?"

Lu Yang first glanced around and confirmed that he was the only one standing outside.

I looked at him carefully. He was wearing a gray shirt made of fine cloth and had blue sleeves that had been washed so much that they looked pale.

He was wearing a pair of myopic glasses and his waist was slightly bent.

The initial assessment is that he doesn't look like a spy in disguise.

So he replied, "Boss, can you make me a jacket? I want to wear it when I go back to worship my ancestors."

"of course."

"If I take the measurements now, how many days will it take to make the clothes?"

The shopkeeper pushed his glasses, looking thoughtful.

"Theoretically, it should take about three days, or two days if you keep it simple and don't add too many embellishments."

Lu Yang smiled and said, "Of course, but it's really inconvenient for me to come pick it up. Could you please send it to the police station? My name is Lu Yang."

When the shopkeeper heard that Lu Yang was a policeman, he shuddered noticeably.

Then some said in embarrassment: “Sir, you can see that I can’t even take care of a clerk in my small shop, so I’m all alone.

I can't even come to your house to take measurements right now. I really can't send you clothes, so why don't you come pick them up yourself? Or maybe ask someone else to do it?"

"Well?" Lu Yang looked back outside and explained, "Your place is already remote, and there are so many rickshaws blocking the intersection.

It's so hard to get a rickshaw in here. If I hadn't passed by today, I wouldn't have thought of this. Shopkeeper, your business will be ruined by these rickshaws sooner or later. Alas...'

Lu Yang also sighed.

Then she said: "I saw your cheongsam outside and it was very beautiful. I knew you had great skills, so I wanted to come in and make one for you. I didn't expect that...

I was planning to have you come to my house and make a cheongsam for my girlfriend, but that's all gone wrong now.

Forget it, I'm going back to the pub across the street to eat."

"Rickshaw?" Normally, there are no rickshaws in this place.

The shopkeeper looked up and looked across the road, and there were indeed three or four rickshaws.

They were parked side by side, without any passengers, and a few drivers were smoking and chatting.

Lu Yang didn't say much and quickly walked out of the tailor shop and towards the restaurant.

Lu Yang glanced at them again as he passed by the rickshaw.

Obviously this time was different from the last time. The rickshaw drivers actually glared at him fiercely.

Lu Yang ignored them and walked back to the restaurant with his hands in his pockets and returned to his original seat.

"So fast?" Chen Yijun was a little surprised.

"Don't even mention it. This tailor shop won't last long. It's just one owner, and he can't even afford to hire employees. He's doing business in such a dark place. There's a bunch of rickshaws blocking the intersection. Which rich girl can come here to make clothes? Cars can't even drive in."

Chen Yijun followed Lu Yang's train of thought and felt that what he said did make some sense. She glanced thoughtfully at the tailor shop opposite.

"Wenhan, did you two have a fight? Why did he take the cheongsam down from the window?" Seeing Lu Yang coming back, she felt something was wrong and was a little angry.

"He looks a little strange, not like a businessman, Yijun, you really should investigate."

This sentence caught Chen Yijun's attention.

Suddenly, Chen Yijun's eyes lit up.

"Wenhan, look quickly, your premonition seems to have come true."

Lu Yang also put down the dishes in his hands and looked at the tailor shop opposite. At this time, he saw four or five people with guns banging on the door.

I guess the shopkeeper locked the door from the inside and ran away.

Several gunmen broke the window and jumped in.

Soon, those people rushed out of the tailor shop and ran straight to Lu Yang's restaurant.

Lu Yang smiled secretly in his heart, the real show was about to begin.

Chen Yijun also saw them rushing towards her table in a threatening manner.

He winked at the four guards beside him and pressed his palms down a few times, signaling them not to move.

The four guards nodded and then lowered their heads to eat the chaos.

"Captain, this guy just went into the tailor's shop and the tailor ran away."

Lu Yang looked up and saw that the person who was speaking was the man who had just been standing in front of the rickshaw and was kicking him.

The captain wore a black top hat, a black jacket, and bell-bottom trousers, and carried a revolver in his hand.

This kid is as dark and thin as a big-eyed ghost, with a weak back and a mouth full of yellow teeth.

He looked up and down at Lu Yang and Chen Yijun next to him.

Then he clasped his fists and asked, "Brother, may I ask where you are employed?"

Lu Yang took a sip of soup, put down the bowl and said, "What do you do? Why should I tell you?"

The skinny guy reached into his pocket and pulled out a small dark green notebook.

"I'm from the police department's special operations team."

"This is our Captain Hu," someone nearby immediately added.

"So what?" Lu Yang wanted to take this opportunity to test the ability of the person next to him.

"You bastard." The people on the opposite side were obviously afraid of Chen Yijun.

Chen Yijun looks so charismatic, this guy must have seen through their relationship.

Captain Hu waved his hand, signaling his men not to act impulsively.

"Brother, you don't mean anything else? I just want to ask what he said to you after you went in?"

Lu Yang stood up and said slowly, "I went in to ask him to make a piece of clothing, but he said he couldn't do it alone and refused to deliver it, so I came back."

"That's all?" Captain Hu looked unconvinced.

"That's all. What else can I do? Am I going there to eat wontons?"

"Delivery? Where do you live? Is it far from here?"

Lu Yang looked at Chen Yijun next to him, who had been silent. He then continued, "I just came back from overseas and don't have an address yet, so I asked him to send the clothes to the police station."

Chen Yijun nodded and said that what she said was correct.

Captain Hu opened his mouth in shock. "Send? Send to the police station?"

"Did you foresee that I was going to arrest you? And ask him to send your clothes to the police station?"

Lu Yang chuckled and said, "I'm going to report to the police station tomorrow. From now on, I'll be a police officer. I asked him to drop me off at work during the day. Isn't that normal?"

"You're a fucking policeman too?" Captain Hu was stunned, but seeing him sitting with the female captain next to him, this guy must have some background.

"Yes, I will report to the police station tomorrow. I have the paperwork here."

After saying that, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Captain Hu.

Mr. Hu had never seen this thing before, and it was not an official document.

It is a certificate of internal recognition.

But on top of it was the county magistrate's bright red seal. Hu was a little confused, but he knew it was not fake.

He handed the paper back to Lu Yang with a suspicious look on his face.

"So he's our brother. That makes sense. If you just let him hand over his clothes to the police station, it would be strange if he didn't run away."

"Forget it, it was just a misunderstanding. We'll be colleagues from now on. Please take care of me. I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he clasped his fists towards Lu Yang and Chen Yijun, turned around and left with his men.