Espionage: I Awaken Daily Intelligence System

The tables at the wonton stall were old and worn out, having been passed down through two generations.

Two of the table legs had been repaired and covered with sheet metal.

The kick caused a violent shaking, and the soup in the bowl almost spilled onto the table.

Several men who were engrossed in their meal were rudely disturbed and jumped up in fright, almost spilling the scalding soup down their legs.

I can tolerate being rudely interrupted while eating, but almost burning my crotch is unbearable.

The men shook the soup off their pants, then turned around angrily, ready to hurl insults.

However, upon seeing the black police uniform, he wisely kept his mouth shut after some thought.

Even gang members had to show respect to the police in the foreign concessions; they couldn't afford to offend them.

Moreover, they were just ordinary laborers, so they dared not offend the police.

Otherwise, if a word gets out, they'll be out of a job in the French Concession.

Moreover, one of them pursed his lips and whispered the name of the domineering policeman, clearly aware of his infamous reputation.

Shen Lang raised his chin and ordered imperiously, "Everyone, go eat over there!"

The group exchanged glances, then squeezed to the nearby table with their bowls in hand.

If there's no room left, just squat on the ground and eat with your bowl in hand.

"Boss, wipe the table!"

Shen Lang gave a shout and sat down casually on the long bench.

With one foot still on the stool next to him, he said with a roguish air, "A bowl of three-delicacy wontons."

His attitude was extremely arrogant, and even the gang members in the vicinity had to admit defeat when they saw him.

Shen Lang raised his chin, observing the reactions of those around him.

Previously, the intention was simply to maintain the previous entity's style of operation to avoid arousing suspicion by making drastic changes in a short period of time.

Especially now that they are involved in intelligence trading, they will have more entanglements with intelligence brokers and spies in the future.

Even the slightest abnormality can arouse suspicion and lead to accidents.

When it comes to your own safety, you can never be too careful.

But it has to be said that it's really fun to be a person without any manners when you're free from the constraints of morality!

Upon hearing the familiar shouts, the stall owner instinctively shrank back.

He hurriedly wiped the table clean with a rag, and then brought over a bowl of three-delicacy wontons.

A bowl full of wontons, half again as much as the others!

Shen Lang nodded in satisfaction, picked up a spoon, and took a sip of the three-delicacy soup.

It doesn't taste like technology at all, it's so fresh!

Thin skin, lots of meat, and a generous portion—the stall owner is a really honest person!

Just as I was enjoying my meal, a customer sat down right next to me.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, his expression turning grim.

Although he didn't mind sharing a table with others deep down, he was used to sharing tables in breakfast shops in his previous life.

But now, to maintain his predecessor's domineering and unreasonable nature, he has to create trouble even when there's nothing wrong, in order to fit his persona.

He glared at her, about to reprimand her, but swallowed his words when he saw the young face sitting next to him.

With a slight smile, his attitude instantly shifted to one of enthusiasm.

"You're here! Boss, another bowl of wontons, please!"

When the God of Wealth arrives, why would you chase him away?

Now that the Lixingshe Society has confirmed the capture of the person and has even offered a reward, the promised bonus should be paid out.

Gu Yichen glanced at the crowded tables around him, smiled, and said nothing more.

Only after the stall owner brought over a bowl of wontons and I took a sip of the flavorful broth did I slowly begin to speak.

"Your intelligence is very accurate; Japanese spies have already been captured in the Chinese-speaking areas."

"I brought you the bonus I promised you before."

As he spoke, he took out a 100-yuan note from his pocket and gently pushed it over.

However, he kept his head down, and his expression seemed somewhat apologetic.

According to his understanding, the mission was successfully completed. The stolen intelligence was recovered, and a Japanese spy was captured alive. The higher-ups were very satisfied with the performance of the Shanghai area.

The Special Service Department really made a name for itself and even gained the principal's approval. Director Dai Chunfeng generously awarded them 10,000 yuan in legal tender as a reward.

As a result of the layers of deductions, he only had one hundred yuan left when it reached him.

Gu Yichen was still meticulous in his work, knowing the principle that you have to feed a horse if you want it to run, so he didn't cut it again.

If it were anyone else, the informant would probably only get fifty yuan.

Shen Lang stared at the hundred-yuan bill in front of him, his eyes crinkling into slits.

It's almost a year's salary, so I won't have to live a frugal life anymore.

It could help fight the Japanese and also make a fortune—I was overjoyed!

They put the money in their pockets and became even more enthusiastic.

"Eat up, eat it while it's hot! Order more if you're still hungry, it's on me today!"

With money in their pockets, they became bolder and dared to treat others to meals in a lavish manner.

Gu Yichen scooped up a wonton, blew on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. The fresh and fragrant taste melted in his mouth and was very delicious.

While eating wontons, he kept an eye on his surroundings.

Although Shen Lang's behavior was a bit domineering, it made it easier for them to talk.

He said in a low voice, "The National Government's intelligence has been stolen, and it seems the higher-ups are furious."

"Although we captured the Japanese female spy this time, it also made the Nationalist government lose face."

"In order to retaliate against the Japanese, we must uncover and completely eliminate this network that connects us to the female spy!"

"Therefore, I hope you can use your network to find clues about these Japanese spies hidden in the French Concession!"

Shen Lang was eating his wontons with his head down when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Knowing the true identity of the other party's intelligence agency, one can naturally guess that the mission is likely related to the Japanese.

I would naturally not refuse to do my part in the fight against Japan.

However, we can't agree too readily, since its predecessor had a terrible reputation. It only knew how to make money and play with women, and it even arrested patriotic people who resisted Japan. It had no patriotism at all.

If they were too proactive in resisting Japan, it would seem abnormal.

Shen Lang put down his spoon, a serious expression on his face.

He shook his head and said, "Sorry, you've got the wrong person."

"I provided you with intelligence yesterday, and you ended up having a gunfight in the street, resulting in two innocent passersby being grazed by shards."

"They even used submachine guns. Do they think the police station is invisible?"

"As a police officer in the foreign concession, it is my duty to protect the peace of this area."

"You actually want me to provide intelligence for retaliatory action? This is blatant disregard for the laws of the French Concession!"

"No, absolutely not! This is illegal!"

With an air of righteous indignation, he vowed to uphold the laws of the French Concession.

Gu Yichen blinked, his mind a little confused.

Is such righteous and awe-inspiring talk something a notorious, smelly-footed patrolman should say?

According to his investigation, the police officer in front of him was a notorious extortionist who did all sorts of evil deeds except for good ones.

Now they're actually talking about the laws of the concessions... Is there really any law to speak of in such a decadent place as the concessions?

Gu Yichen leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, saying, "I'll add more money, the reward is one hundred yuan."

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow, his righteousness vanishing completely.

He grinned and said, "You have a good eye for people!"