Chapter 231: Once Again at Li Cha Restaurant

Chen Yongren casually replied with a few sentences, stored the radio together with the seized items in the system warehouse, and incidentally took a few photos of Wu and Wang to confirm their identities.

Then he thoroughly cleaned up any traces of his presence, and only then, following the address given by Boss Dai, went to a small courtyard located in the Public Concession.

Because it was night, aside from occasional dog barks, there was hardly any other sound around.

Chen Yongren knocked on the courtyard gate.

Not long after, the courtyard gate opened; seeing Chen Yongren standing outside, Lin Dayou showed delight, first glancing warily at both sides of the street.

He immediately called out: "A Ren, you've come; I've been waiting for you a long time—hurry inside!"

The two entered the house and took seats.

Chen Yongren sized up Lin Dayou.

This guy seems to have become even more well-fed than before.

"A Ren, this is the secret letter Boss Dai asked me to hand to you," Lin Dayou said, getting straight to the point as he pulled a sealed letter from his chest.

Chen Yongren took it and saw that the envelope was stamped with the Military Statistics Bureau's sealing wax; faint cracks could be seen on the wax, clearly a special anti‑counterfeit mark.

Besides that, the envelope's mouth was designed to prevent opening; it could be opened only once.

The envelope was thick and opaque; even trying to shine strong light on it would be useless.

Seeing into Lin Dayou's mind, he did not know what was written on the letter.

After putting the letter away, Chen Yongren asked again: "Does Boss Dai have any other orders?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Dayou smiled: "Besides this letter, we also have a batch of urgently needed supplies delivered to Songhu."

"You need to take the brothers of Songhu District and quickly find a way to sell this batch of supplies for a good price!"

"Again these troublesome matters," Chen Yongren said calmly: "All right, I understand."

"I'll agree to agree; anyway I won't be the one selling, later I'll keep stirring the pot and let the Concession police take the blame."

Lin Dayou sighed: "Last time Boss Dai was very unhappy, because it was man‑made disaster, we couldn't control it either, so we might as well have fed it to the dogs."

"But this time Boss Dai hopes you will take it seriously and not have another accident like last time."

"This concerns the war funds of Songhu District; no carelessness is allowed."

"Since the Military Intelligence Bureau became independent, the required funds have also been large."

"Almost everywhere needs money; our Military Intelligence Bureau is never popular internally, funds are slow to be approved, and Boss Dai's head is big with worry."

"Boss Dai said that as long as you can sell this batch of goods, you may receive twenty percent of the profit; how much you can sell depends entirely on your ability."

"The precondition is that we must not sell at a loss."

Twenty percent profit.

Boss Dai is indeed willing.

But Chen Yongren knows very well what can be sold and what cannot.

Even if all this profit went to himself, he would certainly not do something that harms his own compatriots.

If harm must be done, it should be done to the little devils, turning them into a double‑gun army as well.

This idea is actually not bad; why not find an opportunity to give it a try?

Chen Yongren said: "Old Lin, rest assured, this isn't about money; relieving the superiors' worries and solving their problems is a subordinate's duty—I will wholeheartedly see this through and quickly find a suitable buyer!"

As for the money matter, Chen Yongren did not say he didn't want it.

One must have something one likes.

You damn well don't even want money—what do you want?

Do you want to sit in the director's seat of the Military Statistics Bureau?

Of course.

The most important point.

Chen Yongren certainly does not want to see the accusation: "If you're not greedy for money, you're a Red Party member!"

Seeing Chen Yongren pat his chest in promise, Lin Dayou nodded with a smile, gave Chen Yongren an address and handed him a bunch of keys: "A Ren, I believe in your ability!"

"Go ahead and laugh, but I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh then," Chen Yongren said, pulling out a film roll and handing it to Lin Dayou: "Old Lin, when you go back, remember to give this to Boss Dai."

"All right, I know," Lin Dayou said, taking the film roll and playing with it for a moment.

Although he had once been a section chief in the Military Intelligence Bureau, Lin Dayou did not ask further.

"By the way, there's also this," Chen Yongren said, producing three letters and two private seals, handing them to Lin Dayou: "Film roll, secret letter, private seal—these three items are indispensable; you must personally hand them to Boss Dai."

"Understood," Lin Dayou said, nodding heavily.

"Remember, this must be kept strictly secret; besides Boss Dai, no one is to be told!" Chen Yongren said, his expression solemn, again.

"I mean hand it over personally; you must personally give the items to Boss Dai."

"Rest assured, I will definitely hand it over personally to Boss Dai!" Seeing Chen Yongren's solemn expression, Lin Dayou put aside his joking thoughts.

The two stopped idle chatter and each went about their own business.

Chen Yongren went to the warehouse Lin Dayou had mentioned and casually lifted the lid of a crate.

As expected.

Inside were nothing but lumps of opium.

Chen Yongren was not polite either; he stored all the goods in the system warehouse before heading home.

He fetched a basin of clear water, took out the letter and soaked it in the water for a while.

Not long after.

On the originally blank letter paper appeared dense numbers.

At a glance it was obviously encrypted.

The codebook was precisely that Republic of China year 26 first edition of the Chinese Great Dictionary.

The contents of that dictionary Chen Yongren had long known by heart; the numbers automatically turned into Chinese characters, which appeared before his eyes.

I thought it was some treasure, but it's just the new members' list.

Actually, when Boss Dai was preparing to expand the Songhu district's establishment, the system updated the new members' personal information to the panel for Chen Yongren to check at any time.

Chen Yongren glanced at it and lost interest, burning the letter together with its envelope into ash, then poured some water, mixed it into paste, and dumped it into the toilet in the courtyard, adding a fresh layer on top to cover the traces.

Early the next morning.

The news of the two secretaries from Yu City dying at the Li Cha Hotel spread to Tengyuan Jintai's ears.

「What? They're all dead? 」 Tengyuan Jintai looked at Gaoliu Xiūji in disbelief.

「Hai! 」 Gaoliu Xiūji said in a calm voice: "I wanted to invite them to breakfast, but no one answered the phone in the guest room."

「I sensed something was wrong, so I immediately sent people to the hotel, and found they had been killed in the room! 」

「According to the appraisal results, they died between one and two hours after we split. 」

「You idiot! 」 Tengyuan Jintai shouted angrily: "It must be Yu City's agents, who discovered their trail and took the opportunity to kill them!"

Tengyuan Jintai never even thought of Chen Yongren.

After all, only four people in Songhu knew about this.

「Based on the current results, this is the only possibility. 」 Gaoliu Xiūji bowed his head.

「I didn't expect Yu City's internal surveillance to be so tight. 」 Tengyuan Jintai stroked his chin, still planning to press the advantage today and settle this quickly.

As a result, this unexpected incident suddenly occurred.

「Major His Excellency, now that the person is dead, the Wang will surely notice; what should we do next? 」 Gaoliu Xiūji asked.