Chapter 616: Moving

Wang Yan didn't know that Wang Manchun hadn't left. In fact, he thought Wang Manchun should wait a few more days, and then send herself to the door again, even if she had already been slept with, she could still be pulled. But if he knew that Wang Manchun was fighting with him and relying on him, he still wouldn't come back. The little wild horse always had to be aired. She couldn't be too self-righteous. There were so many beautiful women with good figures; what number was she?

Qi Si skillfully slid in neutral and parked the car steadily at the entrance of the garden villa. Looking at the brightly lit appearance, he looked back and said: "Brother A-Yan, there is someone at home."

"Who do you say it is?"

"Need to ask? It must be that flirtatious woman you brought back the day before yesterday." Qi Si curled his lips: "Brother A-Yan, I won't be an eyesore at home, right? That woman can scream too much, and I can't rest well."

"So you plan to go find Stone?"

Qi Si touched the back of his head awkwardly and grinned: "I don't have anywhere else to go..."

"You are at the age of growing your body. You must know how to be restrained; otherwise, you won't grow tall in the future. If you don't grow tall, your legs will be short, and you won't be able to lift your steps when you are chased and killed. If that really happens, don't say I didn't remind you."

Wang Yan rubbed Qi Si's head, opened the car door, and got out: "Get lost."

Qi Si didn't care about that much, grinned, and hung the gear and stepped on the accelerator to leave. He didn't lie, because he had the experience a man should have. The day before yesterday, he slept at home for a day, and at night, Wang Yan brought that flirtatious woman back, and it was a bombardment. The second floor was empty, and he slept on the first floor. Originally, the house's sound insulation was not bad, but that woman's voice was too penetrating, which made him very irritable. But on the other hand, he also admired the ability of the good big brother who gave him care and let him grow up. He felt inferior because he didn't last long before shivering...

Watching Qi Si drive away, Wang Yan opened the door and went in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wang Manchun, who was wearing a dark red patterned cheongsam, combed into a socialite hairstyle of this era, with her legs together and curled behind her buttocks, covered with a thin blanket, staring at him with a pair of big eyes resentfully on the sofa in the living room.

Her red lips parted slightly, expressing her dissatisfaction: "Detective Wang, it's really not easy. You still know how to go home."

Wang Yan poured a glass of white water, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and looked at her with a smile: "The tone of your voice is like a resentful woman. You don't really think of yourself as Mrs. Wang, do you? We are all people of the rivers and lakes; you are going too far like this."

Wang Manchun rolled her eyes: "I'm just quite satisfied with your ability as a man."

"Thank you, every woman says so; otherwise, why do you think I am so popular with women in the Shanghai Bund?" Wang Yan drank a sip of water, sat over, and took Wang Manchun into his arms: "You haven't left for these two days?"

"Let's talk about it. We've slept twice, so we can be considered acquaintances. What exactly do you want to do by throwing yourself into the net? If I can handle it, I will handle it; if I can't, don't blame me."

Wang Manchun's throat was a little hoarse, and her tone was full of fatigue. She hummed: "Who do you think sent me?"

"Japanese!" Without needing her to ask why he was so sure, Wang Yan explained: "I don't know what the Japanese took a fancy to me for. They seem to be very persistent in controlling me. I told you that they previously arrested my nanny's son to threaten her to monitor me, and installed listening equipment in my home, and monitored me from the empty house next door. It was discovered by my driver, so their plan could not be executed. So they know I am greedy for money and lustful, and it is normal to cater to my preferences. So you are Chinese, or Japanese?"

"I am the eldest daughter of the second house of the Wang family. My name is Wang Manchun. It's cheaper for you, this bastard."

"I can hear the resentment from your words. What is the eldest daughter of the second house of the Wang family? The second house is the second house, and the eldest daughter is the eldest daughter. And it's cheaper for me; don't you have any idea who it was cheaper for before?"

Wang Manchun snorted: "Do you know what happened to the men who took advantage of me before? They are all dead; I pulled the trigger myself."

"Do you think I will be afraid?" Wang Yan used force on his hand until the woman was about to be annoyed, then let go: "Before the Battle of Songhu, the Wang family was already flirting with the Japanese. During the war, they shouted for the Japanese, donating money and materials. The head of the Wang family, Wang Fuqu, even became a representative of Sino-Japanese friendship, working for the government supported by the Japanese. Who sent you? The Japanese Consulate, the Japanese military, or the Special High Police?"

"I was assigned by the head of the Shanghai Special High Police, Nan Tianyangzi, to establish an intimate relationship with you."

"Understood, beauty trap. Let you disturb my mind and take the opportunity to extract intelligence from the Municipal Council from me. Being so open and honest with me, Nan Tianyangzi is very confident, and you are also very confident."

Wang Manchun reached out and stroked Wang Yan's face: "Then have you fallen into the trap?"

"It's okay. After all, it's a rich daughter who has been pampered. The feeling is still quite good. But to be honest, your Wang family can be glorious until now, and the work of the Military Statistics Bureau and the Red Party is derelict."

"Humph, just waiting for them to come. As long as one living person is caught, their nest can be destroyed."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, then changed the subject: "I think you might have wasted your efforts. When the Japanese Special High Police's Cunben Ichiro came to me before, he also wanted me to hand over the intelligence of the Municipal Council to them. Now you have sent yourself to the door to use a beauty trap, but I really don't know any secret intelligence of the Municipal Council. It's been so long, you should also know. I am just making money for the French. If it is not necessary, I don't even meet with the French, playing by myself. The truth that those who are not of our race must have different hearts is not only understood by the Chinese; the French also don't trust me. If it weren't for the fact that I have been steady in handling things all these years, the money I made for them has never been less, and they have saved effort, I wouldn't have been so comfortable now. Yesterday afternoon, the Chinese detective of the Xujiahui Police Station, Kang Haibo, was sanctioned by the Military Statistics Bureau, and the six people protecting him all died. Alas, it's miserable. There were bullet holes all over his body; it was shot with a submachine gun. My heart was cold when I saw it. If it weren't for my caution all these years, not offending anyone, one day someone would have to give me two bursts."

"Isn't your courage very big? Why are you like a mouse at such a time?"

"I am greedy for money and lustful, and I won't lose my head. But whether it is defecting to the Japanese, or defecting to the Military Statistics Bureau, or the Red Party, it will cost my life. Whoever can control me, I will work for whoever. This is the reason why I can live to this day. So don't waste your efforts. If you are really not reconciled, how about this, I will give you ten thousand US dollars. This money is not small; it is enough for me to have fun for a year. Don't be too greedy."

Wang Manchun slapped Wang Yan angrily: "What do you take me for? Those flirtatious women who come out to make money?"

"I would rather you be out to make money, but unfortunately you are here for my life."

"Then you don't take your life too seriously. Ten thousand US dollars want to send me away?" Wang Manchun giggled: "Don't worry, at first I really wanted to extract intelligence from you, but I found that you don't care about those intelligence, and I couldn't get any useful news from your mouth. So now it's just to maintain an intimate relationship with you. Who told you to be so able to toss, and toss so pleasantly."

"Is this slept into submission?"

"Hateful..." Wang Manchun acted coquettishly, beating Wang Yan's strong chest with her pink fists.

Wang Yan didn't believe a word of Wang Manchun's words. Of course, except for "able to toss," after all, this was his housekeeping skill in the rivers and lakes. As for what Wang Manchun said about maintaining an intimate relationship, it was basically farting. This woman wouldn't give up the idea of extracting intelligence from him, just looking at when. This was naturally usable. Also, there was no rule that only beauty traps could be used, and hard male traps could not be used. There was no reason why only Wang Manchun could extract intelligence from him, and he couldn't obtain some news from Wang Manchun.

Two people with ghosts in their hearts formed an intimate and friendly relationship on the bed. The two sides agreed that when there was nothing to do, they would come out to practice, so that this relationship would be preserved for a long time.

Kang Haibo died. Liu Yitong had no shortage of qualifications or strength. Undoubtedly, there was no accident, and he quickly ascended to the position of Detective. He invited Wang Yan to attend the celebration banquet he held. At the banquet, he laughed very loudly and was indeed very glorious.

In the French Concession with a population of nearly one million, there were only forty Chinese detectives. The status of the Xujiahui Police Station was second only to the Central Police Station. As a powerful detective, Liu Yitong leaped to become a celebrity in the Shanghai Bund. Following this were massive amounts of money and the trouble he had to face in the current situation.

Regarding the Japanese, Liu Yitong learned from Wang Yan and upheld the principle of neither offending nor doing things. In this regard, he intended to be consistent with Wang Yan, because he felt that Wang Yan was more cunning than him and would definitely not let himself fall into danger.

At this time, a week had passed. This day was auspicious, suitable for moving and breaking ground.

Early in the morning, the garden villa was busy. Many young people in short clothes were moving things in and out of the trucks parked on the road. Wang Yan was directing them in the house, asking them to be careful.

Because the decoration and furnishings of the new house were very good, and he didn't have the problem of not using things others had used, he only packed up the books, clothes, and the money and weapons in the secret compartment. He didn't move the rest of the things. After moving in there, he would buy them if he needed them. Anyway, he was not short of money, nor was he short of channels to buy things.

By seven o'clock, everyone got on the car and set off to the westernmost end of Great Western Road, where there were many large garden villas. Those who lived there were either foreigners or rich businessmen, really rich or expensive.

At this moment, the sign at the gate of the house had been changed to "Wang Mansion" written by Wang Yan himself. The gate was opened by the person guarding the gatehouse, and the car drove directly in without any obstruction, stopping in front of the two buildings with pointed roofs.

The little hooligans who did the work moved the things they brought to the third floor under Wang Yan's direction.

The area of this house on a single floor was much larger than the previous garden villa. The original Mr. Zhang also had ideas. Except for a large bedroom and a bathroom on the third floor, the rest was a large study. And in addition to this study, there was a study of considerable size on the first floor, which was used for receiving guests. The main activity on weekdays was still this one on the third floor.

The particularity of this era determined that people had no sense of security, and the consequence of no sense of security was that people uniformly placed safes and set up secret compartments in their homes to hide money and secrets.

It was no exception here. After the subordinates moved the things and left, Wang Yan packed up his things, and behind the antique shelf directly behind a large rosewood table in the study, he picked up the vase in the corner, pressed a flat area that could not see the abnormality in it, and with a slight mechanical transmission sound, the antique shelf retracted.

Wang Yan pushed the antique shelf in completely, revealing a space that could accommodate people. Passing through the thick wall, it was a closed, dark small space. The mechanism was designed very cleverly, connecting to the light switch inside. Under the light, several empty rosewood shelves stood, and there was a large safe. It was much larger than his two secret compartments.

A safe in a secret room is like cotton pants over leather pants; there must be a reason. From this, it can be seen that the previous Mr. Zhang was not simple. Or, the old guy was scared and had sequelae, suspicious and uneasy. But undoubtedly, a successful businessman, no matter what, his mind is always passable, so the possibility of problems is greater.

For the secret room, especially the secret room passed down from others, Wang Yan didn't believe it, so he still believed in his own two-cubic-meter space. So he also just tossed and moved the money, weapons, and ammunition in and put them away.

Then he closed the secret room, opened the box of books, and put them in the few large books he placed later. Just then, Qi Si ran up "deng deng deng": "Brother A-Yan, the eldest daughter of the Ming family next door sent a gift, a coral ornament, which is quite good-looking."

"Let the person who came pass the word, thank the eldest daughter of the Ming family for her kindness, we will be neighbors in the future, if there is anything, you can come to me."

Qi Si responded and went downstairs to be his megaphone. He was very satisfied now. He used to sleep under the bridge, sleep in the shed, and had nowhere to sleep. Now he followed to sleep in the garden villa. His room was not small, the bed was very soft, and the breathing was full of the smell of sunshine, which was very beautiful.

Ming Jing's matter was actually not easy to handle. Because she was a red capitalist, and she had no professional training herself. Looking at the whole play, it could be said that she had no quality at all. Everything she did was dangerous, either providing safes for the Shanghai underground organization, or looking for explosives, or participating in funding red propaganda activities, all of which were life-threatening things. Wang Yan couldn't organize her to shine, so he couldn't control her safety.

However, the good news was that at least before 1940, she was safe. What to do in the later stage, then it could only be handled according to circumstances. Wang Yan was more inclined to get Ming Jing to the Soviet area to do things, which was much safer. But it also depended on how it developed. He would not have too much involvement with the Ming family, just pay attention occasionally.

The people who sent him gifts were not just the Ming family. Even the arrogant foreigners sent congratulatory gifts for moving. These people lived in the French Concession and also had business operations in the French Concession to varying degrees. They were very respectful to Wang Yan, a Chinese detective who ranked high. If they could make friends, they would make friends. They didn't know when they would ask for help.

For these people, Wang Yan's reply was no different from the Ming family, all of which were set phrases. There was no way. Perhaps they had met a few times before, but they were not familiar. Now, although they lived close, they didn't mix in the same circle, so basically it was difficult to have any interaction. People sent things as a courtesy, and he seemed to be very particular about his reply, which was the same.

Soon, it was noon. Wang Yan also packed up his pile of things and was eating the food cooked by the old couple in the dining room on the first floor, under the nervous gaze of the old couple who were supporting each other on the side, with Stone and Qi Si.

Although Qi Si was a wild kid, he was kind-hearted. Seeing the nervous look of the old couple, he stole a glance at Wang Yan, smacked his lips and said: "I think it's delicious, the taste is good, right, Brother A-Yan?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "This one is salty, that one is bland, you say the taste is good?"

Although this old couple had come long ago, this was the first time he had eaten the food cooked by this old couple. It was mainly because he basically hadn't come here before, just took a look at how it was packed up, until he moved in today, it could be considered as officially starting the fire.

Qi Si smiled awkwardly, but responded by stuffing his mouth full of food. Stone sighed and said: "No way, Brother A-Yan, the craftsmanship is indeed a bit poor, but this old couple is reassuring, and there will definitely not be the previous things."

"Fine, anyway, A-Si and I can't eat a few meals a year, just suffering the other brothers who are protected at home." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, looking at the old couple in front of him: "I don't eat people, why are you so afraid? It's just that the food is not good, and I won't drive you away, and I still need you to tidy up the house and do housework. Don't worry, there are plenty of jobs. Alright, Uncle Zhao, Aunt Liang, you go eat too."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang." The old couple thanked him repeatedly and turned to enter the kitchen to eat...

"You go get busy after eating, I don't need you here."

"Then I'd better go now, the food is really not good." Stone put down his bowl and chopsticks skillfully: "Brother A-Yan, how about I go to the restaurant and ask someone to send it back for you?"

"No, it's just a meal, it's no big deal, and it's not that I can't deal with it, go your way."

"Alright." Stone ran to drink a large mouthful of white water, and ran away to drive, it was really hard to eat...

Qi Si held the big bowl and asked: "Brother A-Yan, why do you eat so fragrantly?"

"Think I'm so luxurious, I must not be able to eat such bad food? Tell you, kid, before I made it, my family was not very good. You know my parents, they were people of the Red Party, saving the broad masses of workers, and they had no time to discipline me, the biological son. Otherwise, how do you think I didn't learn well and paid respects to the incense hall of that old thing Lin Hongyuan? I also lived a hard life, can't I eat? But to say, it's still not as bitter as you. Do you still remember what your parents looked like?"

"I forgot long ago. The family was poor, and they didn't leave any photos or anything. But last night, I dreamed of them. Although I still couldn't see their faces clearly, I could feel that they were smiling at me..."

Qi Si's eyes flashed with tears, and he buried himself in the big bowl and ate the bad food hard. He had a good life...

"What, you don't dare? Then forget it!"

Wang Man Chun pretended she was going to leave, but Wang Yan grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, reaching out to stroke her face: "How could a duck that's already reached my mouth fly away? Let's go to my place..."