: Instant kill!

"Two legal tender."

Lu Chen first treated the mother and daughter to a good meal, and then came to Heping Lane, which is considered an ordinary residential area in the Chinese territory.

Lu Chen spent 10 yuan to rent a two-bedroom apartment for a month.

"Sis, you and Xiaoyao can stay here from now on. I'm going out to look for a job. Buy some groceries later tonight, and buy lots of meat, I love it."

Lu Chen put Xiao Yao down from his arms and took out 100 legal tender from his pocket and handed them to Lu Xiulian.

Back when she lived in Sujiang, her husband was from a wealthy family, but unfortunately, war broke out and they all died.

Only she and Xiao Yao remained, fleeing all the way to Shanghai.

Having been forced into begging before, Lu Xiulian wasn't particularly excited upon seeing the 100 yuan; she simply accepted the money, nodded, and agreed.

Back when Lu Xiulian was from a wealthy family, Lu Chen couldn't even afford to eat and stay warm.

As for why Lu Xiulian didn't write to him back then, Lu Chen didn't ask. Some things don't need to be asked so clearly.

As he stepped outside, Lu Chen held the portrait Wang Yan had given him.

The portrait depicts a bloated man who appears to have a good diet, otherwise he wouldn't be so greasy and bloated.

"How much did they embezzle?"

Team leader Wang Yan is really something. He only gave himself a portrait and a name. The Hua District is so big, where is he supposed to find it?

Even if he didn't resell weapons, the director of the arms depot is a very high-ranking official, and he wouldn't be able to investigate even if he wanted to.

Wandering aimlessly down the street, Lu Chen looked down at the sewer opening and suddenly had an idea.

There are plenty of rats everywhere; you can just let them go find them.

That's it!

Thinking of this idea, Lu Chen immediately found a sewer opening in a small alley, called out twice, and a bunch of rats ran out and surrounded him.

"Find this person for me, and I'll give it to you."

Lu Chen showed Huang Dayong's portrait to the group of rats, then took out the candied hawthorn that Xiao Yao hadn't finished eating from his pocket.

The smell of candied hawthorns caught the attention of the rats. In this world where even people are starving, the rats are certainly not faring much better.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The rats swarmed into the sewers, and Lu Chen knew they were going to find Huang Dayong.

There are countless rats in the underground of Shanghai, and all of these rats are his intelligence agents!

Lu Chen took out a match and burned Huang Dayong's portrait, then returned to the street.

"Squeak!"

Lu Chen's intelligence network was faster than he had imagined; a rat came to inform him in just over ten minutes.

Looking at the little mouse in his hand, Lu Chen rewarded him with a candied hawthorn.

After finishing his candied hawthorn, Lu Chen followed the little mouse's directions to the entrance of the exchange shop on the street.

As soon as he arrived at the exchange, Lu Chen keenly noticed that the person sitting in the restaurant across the street was Huang Dayong.

A man was sitting opposite him, and the two chatted happily. After laughing and talking for a while, they stood up and shook hands.

Huang Dayong then walked out the door, got into a Lincoln, and drove away.

Lu Chen wasn't paying attention to Huang Dayong at the moment; his gaze was fixed on the person who had just been talking to Huang Dayong.

There was another person with him, who seemed to be protecting him. Lu Chen needed to find out who this person was, whether he was Chinese or Japanese.

Seeing that the man had also gotten into the car, Lu Chen casually flagged down a rickshaw, took out a coin, and stuffed it into the driver's hand.

"Follow the car in front, but don't follow too closely, or you'll get left behind."

"Alright, sir, hold on tight!"

The rickshaw driver's face lit up with a smile; this customer was incredibly generous.

It's just following one vehicle. There are still quite a few rickshaws on the streets these days, and cars can't go too fast, so it's easy to keep up.

The rickshaw followed the car all the way to the Japanese concession, where the driver stopped at the border between the Chinese and Japanese concessions.

"Sir, this is the territory of the 'little people' ahead, we can't get through."

Lu Chen understood this simple principle. He waved his hand, telling the driver to hurry up. A rickshaw parked here would inevitably arouse suspicion from the Japanese guards.

After the driver left, Lu Chen swaggered against the wall, his eyes fixed on the car being inspected by the Japanese soldiers.

Lu Chen looked no different from a street thug, so the Japanese soldiers had no suspicions.

After the routine inspection, the group of Japanese soldiers saluted the man in the back seat, who returned the salute from inside the car, and then they entered the Japanese concession.

Lu Chen left only after the car disappeared from sight.

He is now 80 percent certain that Huang Dayong is selling arms, and to the Japanese army no less.

Otherwise, why would Huang Dayong be hanging out with this person who looks like a high-ranking Japanese official? And with bodyguards too? Having a meal? Nobody believes that!

Lu Chen found a phone booth, went inside, inserted coins, and dialed a number.

"Hey Lao Wang, want to hang out? I heard a new dance hall opened, wanna come out and have some fun?"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Chen immediately left the area and headed towards the center of the Chinese territory.

In the center of the Chinese-controlled area, although it was called the Chinese-controlled area, there were still many Japanese people. They were all arrogant and domineering. Most of the industries here had been occupied by the Japanese and French armies, and the Chinese people could only work for them.

"The bright moon shines on the ancient alley."

A gentle breeze caresses the old wall.

Inside the park, many people were strolling. After exchanging the secret code, Lu Chen plopped down next to the man wearing a black hat.

"I found Huang Dayong. According to my investigation, he had contact with a Japanese man, but I cannot confirm whether he was involved in arms trafficking."

Lu Chen said to the man beside him, he didn't know the man's name, or even a code name, he only knew that he was assigned to the street by Wang Yan.

"Find out the Japanese man's name. If it's confirmed that Huang Dayong is involved in arms trafficking, kill him!"

After saying that, the man took out a gun and shoved it into Lu Chen's arms, then stood up and left.

Lu Chen was startled by his sudden action, especially since there were so many people around.

With the gun tucked into his waistband, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lu Chen let out a breath, stood up, and left.

Lu Chen went straight home, and his younger sister, Lu Xiulian, as expected, listened to him and prepared a table full of dishes, including one or two meat dishes.

After enjoying a hearty meal, Lu Chen fell asleep immediately. He was exhausted after running around all day.

Moreover, judging from the way Huang Dayong and that Japanese soldier were talking yesterday, they seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

If Huang Dayong is indeed involved in arms trafficking, they will most likely make a deal today. Therefore, Lu Chen needs to go to the border between the Chinese-controlled area and the Japanese concession as soon as possible and keep an eye on the Japanese troops.

The next day, before dawn, Lu Chen got up, dressed, and saw rickshaws on the street. He simply let one take him to the edge of the Japanese concession.

Lu Chen found a secluded spot, squatted down, and waited for the Japanese man to come out today.

As dawn broke and Lu Chen was about to fall asleep, a light shone on his face.

Upon noticing this, Lu Chen immediately snapped out of his daze. He had been crouching around the corner, and with a turn, he concealed himself.