Chapter 138: Accompanying Fujiwara Yuko to Watch Fireworks

Group combat will increase exposure risk, and it will be more troublesome.

Chen Yongren acting alone will be much simpler.

Disguise and infiltrate, plant explosives, blow up the ship and escape.

Something that only takes three steps to complete, Chen Yongren didn't think of breaking it into several steps.

After getting off work and returning home, Fujiwara Yuko was already waiting here early.

I don't know if it's because of Hua Lei, but Fujiwara Yuko changed into a new outfit.

No longer a kimono, but a fashionable women's outfit, looking like a lively and cute female student, with delicate makeup on her face.

After the Japanese lesson ended, Fujiwara Yuko's cheeks turned red.

It's nothing else.

It's just that Chen Yongren always pretends to be foolish, making Fujiwara Yuko say some weird Japanese words.

Of course.

Because it's Chen Yongren, Fujiwara Yuko also obediently chose to cooperate.

"Can I invite Yuko to have a meal together today?" Chen Yongren gave her a wall-slam: "I found a pretty good restaurant, I want to take you to try it."

By the way, I'll blow up a few of your warships for fun, Chen Yongren silently added in his heart.

"What?" Fujiwara Yuko looked up at Chen Yongren, suddenly feeling surprised.

"Is it okay, Yuko?" Chen Yongren grabbed Fujiwara Yuko's small hand.

Meeting Chen Yongren's gaze head-on, Fujiwara Yuko felt as if electrified all over: "But I..."

"It seems this is still the first time Chen Sang has invited me to eat?"

"Does this count as a date?"

"Just treat it as our first date." Chen Yongren said seriously.

"Mm!" Fujiwara Yuko nodded heavily, immediately agreeing to Chen Yongren's invitation.

After Chen Yongren gave Hua Lei some instructions, he then took Fujiwara Yuko and left home.

Watching the two's departing backs, Hua Lei nodded thoughtfully.

He closed the door.

Then she began practicing Chinese, which was the homework and copybook Chen Yongren prepared for her.

After several days of practice, Hua Lei's writing became increasingly beautiful.

After finishing writing practice, Hua Lei began practicing martial arts again.

Although Hua Lei was very curious, she still didn't ask more; whatever Chen Yongren said, she would strictly carry it out.

This moment.

Chen Yongren and Fujiwara Yuko were walking side by side on the street.

"Mm..."

"It feels like I'm wearing too little clothing, I feel so cold."

"If Chen Sang could give me a jacket, that would be great."

Fujiwara Yuko was thinking that, and couldn't help but lean closer to Chen Yongren.

Hearing her inner voice, Chen Yongren stopped walking.

"What's wrong, Chen Sang?" Fujiwara Yuko was wondering, when she saw Chen Yongren take off his black windbreaker and wrap it around her.

"It's too cold, be careful not to catch a chill." Chen Yongren rubbed Fujiwara Yuko's head.

Feeling the garment with Chen Yongren's body heat, Fujiwara Yuko froze, he actually gave me his clothing?

"Chen Sang, if you give me the clothes, what about you?" Fujiwara Yuko wanted to take it off.

"It's fine, I'm not cold." Chen Yongren held her icy little hand.

After two doses of stamina potion, Chen Yongren also clearly felt his cold resistance had increased.

Feeling Chen Yongren's warm big hand, Fujiwara Yuko's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Let's go." Chen Yongren said again.

Fujiwara Yuko hurriedly followed beside Chen Yongren.

After walking about twenty minutes, the two arrived at the place for tonight's meal.

Duke French Restaurant.

It is said this restaurant was opened by a certain French duke, and still employs the former imperial court chef.

Chen Yongren had booked this restaurant several days in advance, spending money.

I don't know if there is a Louis XVI luxurious set meal, Chen Yongren muttered to himself, bringing Fujiwara Yuko to a corner table for two.

"Chen Sang, will this place be expensive?" Looking at the menu prices, Fujiwara Yuko whispered: "Let's change to another place to eat, I'm fine with anything."

"No, as long as it's you, anything is fine." Chen Yongren laughed: "Last time your father gave me a bonus that I haven't spent yet, I have money."

On that point he wasn't lying.

After yesterday's black-market raid, Chen Yongren is very rich.

Saying that, Chen Yongren snatched the menu from her hand, spoke French to the waiter: "A meal for two, let your chef improvise."

Before coming, Chen Yongren had investigated this restaurant.

Here the head chef most likes to improvise freely.

Listening to Chen Yongren's French, Fujiwara Yuko felt a bit confused.

"Okay, I understand, please wait a moment." But the waiter's eyes lit up, he replied in French and immediately walked away with the menu.

"What did you say to him?" Fujiwara Yuko asked curiously.

"I said, please help me think of a way to let this beautiful girl bloom with the world's most beautiful smile." Chen Yongren gazed at Fujiwara Yuko, smiling.

"Annoying, Chen Sang, you're teasing me again." Teng Yuan Youzi's pretty face grew even more flushed.

I don't know how much this meal will cost.

While waiting, I'll find a chance to pick up the bill and go out to eat with Chen Sang—how could I let him pay?

Chen Yongren suddenly clutched his stomach and said, "Youzi, please wait a moment; my stomach suddenly feels awful…"

"It must be because you got chilled just now." Teng Yuan Youzi looked full of worry.

But Chen Yongren had already quickened his pace toward the restroom.

He entered the men's restroom, went into a stall and locked it, quickly changed into a set of old clothes, slightly altering his appearance.

Then he crawled out through the gap above the stall door, opened the louver, quickly left the restaurant, all the way avoiding the enemy sentries, and arrived at the port where the warships were docked.

Although it was night, the little devils were still busy moving supplies onto the warships.

A major who was idly smoking on the shore suddenly tossed his cigarette butt and hurriedly ran toward the dark area.

This guy's build was similar to Chen Yongren's, completely standing out like a crane among chickens.

Seeing him alone, Chen Yongren quietly followed behind him.

"Hah~" the major had just pulled up his pants.

Chen Yongren then swiftly struck, crushing his throat, quickly stripped off his uniform and changed into it, hid the corpse, assumed his appearance, and walked toward the shore.

All of this took no more than five minutes.

Three warships were docked ashore; their models didn't matter—tonight we had to blow them into scrap metal.

Seeing Chen Yongren approach, the Japanese soldiers on watch aboard the warships straightened up.

Chen Yongren didn't even glance at them, heading straight for the warship, using his insight to avoid the crowds.

He placed the ten explosives separately in concealed spots, the ship's engine, and the ammunition depot, setting their detonation times in order.

After Chen Yongren modified the alarm clock, its hands moved silently unless one deliberately looked for it, making it hard to notice.

Relying on this dog‑skin disguise, Chen Yongren repeated the procedure, placing the remaining explosives on the other two warships.

Having done all that, Chen Yongren quickly left the warship, returned to the restaurant restroom—exactly fourteen minutes later—still in time to keep Teng Yuan Youzi company for the fireworks.

"Chen Sang, what happened? You took so long to come back." Seeing Chen Yongren sit down, Teng Yuan Youzi said worriedly.

"It's fine; maybe I ate something bad yesterday, but I'm all right now." Chen Yongren smiled.

Seeing this, Teng Yuan Youzi's face filled with even more concern; she was about to say something more when she faintly heard a rumbling explosion sound from outside~