Chapter 136: Red Party Member

When the scanning eye locked onto him, a string of data appeared before Chen Yongren's eyes.

Name: Lin Dehan.

Age: 32.

Gender: Male

Military rank: None.

Nationality: Huaxia

Codename: Red Fir.

Current identity: Songhu resident.

Hidden identity: Red Party underground infiltrator.

Recent situation: To ensure the safety of underground comrades in Songhu, there is an urgent need for a job that can contact the Japanese movements and develop several more comrades.

A Red Party member actually showed up at the police station?

It seemed he felt Chen Yongren's gaze; Lin Dehan turned his head to look at him, raising his eyebrows twice.

"I actually ran into Chen Yongren!"

"The guy who killed over a dozen agents and got his name in the newspaper."

"He harbors an inexplicable animosity toward both the National Government and even the Red Party!"

"Such a traitorous dog must be eliminated at the first opportunity."

"If I really manage to get hired, I must be extra careful, extra careful, and extra careful again—I must not expose my identity; my own death would be trivial, but implicating my comrades would be serious."

Hearing Lin Dehan's inner thoughts, Chen Yongren deliberately put on a cold face and said: "What the hell are you looking at, is this a place for you to stare around?"

His real name is Lin Dehan, but I don't know what alias he's using.

"Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to ask you, is the police station still short-staffed?" Lin Dehan said, nodding and bowing.

"You want to be a police officer?" Chen Yongren sized Lin Dehan up and down.

Lin Dehan nodded.

"Have you ever been a police officer before?" Chen Yongren asked.

Lin Dehan smiled. Then he glanced left and right, seeing no one paying attention, he slipped his left hand into his right sleeve, fumbled twice, and moved close to Chen Yongren.

"Sergeant, you're the one in charge here—whether I've been a cop or not, does it really matter that much?" Lin Dehan quietly slipped whatever was in his hand to Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren looked down and saw it was twenty silver dollars; his face instantly broke into a smile.

"Indeed, it's not that important—who doesn't start from scratch?"

"You've come at just the right time—we really are short-handed."

Upon hearing that, Lin Dehan also quietly let out a breath of relief, his smile becoming even brighter.

But in his heart he already wanted to eat Chen Yongren's heart.

"Traitorous dog, spy dog."

"What a waste of a fine skin."

"How could the vast Huaxia produce a wretch like you?"

"Why not do something decent, yet you insist on working for the Japanese."

"Fortunately, infiltrating the police station has completed the organization's first assigned task."

Hearing Lin Dehan again greeting him in his heart, Chen Yongren felt truly helpless; at the moment he couldn't well explain, pretended not to hear, and brought Lin Dehan into the police station.

At this moment, because of yesterday night's shocking heist, all the police officers were busy.

"What's your name again?" Chen Yongren turned his head to ask Lin Dehan.

"My surname is Huang, given name Qifa; you can just call me Lao Huang from now on." Lin Dehan put on an apologetic smile.

Sure enough, he was using an alias; Chen Yongren wasn't surprised and asked again: "Did you bring your ID?"

The so-called ID is a product of the National Government's household registration system; as an international metropolis, Songhu has naturally implemented it very smoothly compared to other areas.

"I brought it, I brought it, I have it ready." Huang Qifa hurriedly patted himself down, produced an ID, and handed it to Chen Yongren.

"Haifeng, we just recruited a police officer; take this brother to register." Chen Yongren flipped through it casually, then returned it to Huang Qifa.

"He's called…"

"What was his name again?"

Chen Yongren scratched his head, seeming unable to recall his name.

"Huang Qifa." Huang Qifa stepped forward and said: "You can just call me Lao Huang from now on."

"No problem, come with me to register; later, just take the slip to the equipment office to get your gear." Zhang Haifeng said to Huang Qifa.

"Hey, thanks." Huang Qifa showed a gentle smile.

"What's there to thank for? From now on we're brothers in the police station." Zhang Haifeng said.

After a pause, Zhang Haifeng implicitly added: "Times have changed; in the police station we must watch what we say and do, and cannot talk recklessly."

"If I'm unlucky, it's fine—just don't drag others into it."

"Got it, got it!" Huang Qifa bobbed like a pecking chick, observing Zhang Haifeng.

Zhang Haifeng?

The guy who graduated from the Zhehu Police Academy together with Chen Yongren?

He was about to follow Zhang Haifeng to complete the hiring procedures.

On the side, Han Chen saw this and stepped forward: "Ren Ge, why did you only just arrive? Something big has happened in Songhu…"

"Cut the crap, I already knew about it." Chen Yongren's face darkened: "Otherwise, you'd think I'm late for no reason."

"I almost got scolded to death by Director Fujiwara; he ordered me to get to the bottom of this, otherwise he'd hold our police station accountable."

Han Chen immediately said: "The notices have all been posted for the brothers; now we just wait to catch the culprit!"

"What about Ming Ge's matter?" Chen Yongren asked again: "Have they checked the fingerprints on the knife?"

"Checked, don't even mention fingerprints; the scene left no trace whatsoever—looks like a veteran." Han Chen hurriedly said.

Immediately he then looked at Huang Qifa and asked: "Who is this…"

Chen Yongren knew that Han Chen's purpose in approaching was to figure out Huang Qifa's identity, so he didn't expose it at the moment.

"Of course."

He didn't understand why Director Fujiwara didn't care about his report from yesterday.

"This is the new brother, Huang Qifa." Zhang Haifeng said.

"Hello." Huang Qifa reached out a hand to Han Chen, his face showing a bit of curiosity.

"Cut the chatter, hurry up and bring someone to finish the onboarding." Chen Yongren, flipping through the documents in his hand, urged impatiently.

Seeing Chen Yongren put on a sour face, Zhang Haifeng immediately took Huang Qifa and slipped away.

Huang Qifa merely glanced at Han Chen.

Before coming here to lie low, the organization had secretly investigated the police station.

Who exactly is this Han Chen?

"It's fine, don't look at Ren Ge like that—he's usually a nice person." Zhang Haifeng said.

Huang Qifa immediately nodded, and didn't say more.

Chen Yongren then returned to his seat, holding the folder, flipping through the statements, examining the case details—the deed was his, but for now he was just going through the motions.

As for this matter, Chen Yongren had already prepared an explanation.

Putting on a busy front, getting through the day, Chen Yongren took all the materials related to the robbery case back home.

Fujiwara Rina was also waiting; Chen Yongren taught her, studying Chinese grammar.

After happily pouring the knowledge into Fujiwara Rina's mind, the noon lesson happily ended.

Fujiwara Rina's kung fu.

Referring to Chinese.

Also becoming more proficient, even learning to write characters correctly with the left hand.

For this, to commemorate this important moment, Chen Yongren took many photos as a keepsake.

Evening.

Chen Yongren reported the situation as usual, and likewise learned.

The situation in Gold Hill is dire; the old man has already left Gold Hill and headed for Yu City.

Chen Yongren expressed his opinion again.

This time, however, there was no response from that side.

……

The next day.

Chen Yongren went out as usual; just as he stepped onto the street, someone bumped into him, and then he felt someone slip a piece of paper into his hand,