Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

Just as the wonton tailor said, things became lively once we crossed the bridge.

It was almost midnight, but the streets were still bustling with people and cars.

There are some freight trucks and various boxes being carried back and forth by various means of transportation.

Wusong Wharf is ahead.

Lu Yang drove the car to a desolate place and hid in the woods.

Because his car was too conspicuous, there were several bullet holes on the body of the car.

I got into the car, rolled down the window, and took a nap.

When I woke up, I looked at my watch and it was a little after six in the morning.

Just the right time.

Lu Yang got out of the car and walked towards Wusong Wharf.

Where there is business opportunity, there is prosperity.

The pier was already crowded with people early in the morning.

On the stone steps by the river, some vendors have started setting up stalls, selling various snacks and daily necessities.

The steaming buns, fried dough sticks and soy milk emit an enticing aroma, attracting passers-by to stop and buy.

Not far away, a newspaper vendor was loudly shouting out the latest newspapers.

"Breaking news, breaking news! Gold prices have skyrocketed, and superstar Lin Xi is rumored to be having another affair!"

"Give me one!" Lu Yang said as he handed over a bill.

"Uncle, here's your change." The little guy was wearing a patched coat.

He wore a bag made of coarse cloth across his shoulder.

His whole body was covered in dirt, except for his pair of eyes which were bright and sparkling.

As soon as he saw him, Lu Yang thought of the brother and sister Xiao He and Xiao Jiang.

I don’t know where these two children went or whether they are still alive.

"No need to make change."

Lu Yang felt a bit friendly when he saw him, so he couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, I want to ask you something. Have you ever seen a brother and sister around your age?"

The child seemed to think for a moment before speaking, "Uncle doesn't seem to have it, but I'll keep an eye out for it for you. Come find me at the dock next time. My name is Shuisheng, and I'm very famous around here."

"Haha, okay, Shuisheng."

"Goodbye, uncle."

Come to the nearest breakfast stall.

Lu Yang bought four buns and sat down to eat them while drinking porridge.

Just as he was eating the third bun, he saw several men in black come and sit down at a table near him.

He shouted carelessly, "Old Whitehead, bring me three drawers of buns."

Lu Yang calmly picked up the newspaper next to him and covered his face.

I just heard someone at the table over there talking loudly.

"Second brother, what does the Fourth Master want us to do? Didn't he promise a while ago to give Wusongkou to those axe-wielding coolies?"

Then, a sarcastic voice was heard: "Little Blackie, listen carefully, Mr. Ding Si will come to pick someone up tomorrow, and today we have to step on the plate."

"Aren't you picking up contraband this time? Why are you picking up people?"

"Don't ask so many questions. Just remember to stand by and cheer on the Changfeng tomorrow morning. Everyone who comes will get a Yuan Datou."

"Will the Axe Gang in Shandong cause trouble?"

"It shouldn't happen. We are officials this time. I heard Fourth Master Ding say it's a job for the attendant's office. Even Master Du has spoken to him. Xue Baozhen and the other peasants will also give him face."

"It's better to say hello, otherwise those desperate people will throw axes at you and you won't be able to bear it."

"It's okay. Once we get out of Wusongkou, we'll just send them to the military vehicle and be done with the job. It'll only take 20 minutes, and we'll get the money."

At this time, the buns for their table arrived.

"Old Whitehead, we won't be buying any credit for our meal today. Please get me a roast chicken and a few pots of Huadiao wine."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

Lu Yang reached out and took out the money, calling the boss to pay the bill.

Then he stood up, rolled up the newspaper and left.

Lu Yang gradually walked towards the dock.

On one side of the pier, the hulls of several boats are painted dark brown, which contrasts with the color of the river.

The sails on the boat had been furled, leaving only the mast swaying in the river breeze.

The workers on the ship are busy loading and unloading cargo.

A canopy was set up on the shore, with two or three people sitting underneath. In front of them was a square table with a teapot and teacups on it.

He should be the small leader who is in charge of managing the loading and unloading labor at this dock.

Lu Yang walked to a place not far from them and observed quietly.

After watching for just four or five minutes, I felt two people walking towards me.

Lu Yang turned around and saw two young men in their 20s, with strong physiques. They were only wearing an open-collared jacket, with their trouser legs hanging down, and were barefoot wearing a pair of worn cloth shoes.

They were obviously coming for Lu Yang.

As they came closer, the leader spoke to Lu Yang with a smile.

"Brother, are you looking for someone to unload the goods?"

Lu Yang also smiled friendly and said, "Yes, the boss asked me to come over and take a look. I can't make the decision."

"What's a brother? We are brothers. We can help you. The price is negotiable."

"What's your name, brother?" Lu Yang looked at the young man who was talking to him. He had a square face and a shaved head.

The hair stands up, showing that the kidney energy is full.

"I, Xue Baozhen, have some connections in Wusongkou. I can guarantee that you will not be bullied here."

After taking a breath, he continued, "Looking at your brother's appearance, you must be working for the government."

"Haha, good eyesight." Lu Yang had already guessed that this person should be the leader of the Axe Gang at the dock.

"Oh, forget it. We don't deal with officials. But to be honest, you and I have a good impression of each other. If you have any personal matters in the future, you can mention my name here."

Xue Baozhen bowed, clasped her fists, and turned to leave.

"Brother Xue, please wait a moment." Lu Yang quickly called him.

"Oh, is there anything else this brother can do?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lu Yang. I'm going to pick up a friend on the Changfeng, but I don't know what time the Changfeng will dock."

"Ah, Changfeng, it's usually around noon, because there are more cargo ships in the morning and evening."

"Brother Xue, let me ask you one more question. Which is the most luxurious passenger ship entering and leaving Wusongkou?"

Xue Baozhen gave Lu Yang a meaningful look.

"Brother Lu must be meeting a distinguished guest, so he should be on the Changfeng.

In comparison, Changfeng is the most comfortable and cleanest."

"Thank you, Brother Xue. I'll treat you to tea another day. I have something important to attend to today, so I'll take my leave."

"Okay, goodbye!" Xue Baozhen clasped her fists and watched Lu Yang go away.

"Boss, he's gone far away, let's go."

The follower behind him reminded him.

"Xiao Wu, remember this person. If you see him at the dock next time, be sure to help him. It will be beneficial to us."

"What's wrong, boss? I think he's just an ordinary employee."

"Haha, his eyes are full of murderous intent, he has two iron lumps on his body, and a bunch of leaves on his waist. You say he is an ordinary employee?"

"Fuck, these days anyone with a metal lump must be a spy."

"Even more powerful than a fucking spy. Anyway, from now on, I should only make friends with people like him and not offend them."

"Yes, boss."

Lu Yang then walked around the dock carefully to familiarize himself with the terrain.

It was not until noon that I ate another bowl of noodles, but still did not leave the dock.

He carefully inspected some houses near the pier.

He wanted to find a very ideal sniping point.

Repeated comparison, finally.

Finally, he found a three-story inn that was ideal, and he asked the owner to rent a room in the "Tian" category.

The window of this room faces the wide river surface of Wusongkou.

All the ships docked in the port and the people getting off are in full view.

"Haha, Mr. Matsumoto, this day next year will be your memorial day."