Chapter 278: Jinling Investigation Team

He said he'd do it and just did it: Chen Yongren dressed in black, changed his appearance, and slipped out under the night.

The more people, the easier it is to make mistakes; many operations also need to be redeployed, so this time Chen Yongren had no intention of bringing other team members.

Just let them stay at home, relax, and wait for the reward.

Activate the Heavenly Eye skill.

A virtual radar image appeared before Chen Yongren's eyes.

Within a 500-meter radius, centered on him, twenty to thirty red dots flickered.

Chen Yongren did not choose to act near his home.

If too many people died near his home while he remained unharmed, it would surely arouse suspicion.

Now, everything must be done with utmost caution.

Chen Yongren deliberately went to the Japanese Concession, where the most Japanese puppet spies gathered.

After staying silent for so long, it's time to give those little devils a big blow and improve their mood.

While completing the assassination, Chen Yongren also straightforwardly used them to test the effectiveness of the Ultimate Killing King.

He conducted a test.

The effect was actually quite good.

Even an ordinary pen, in Chen Yongren's hands, could become a deadly weapon, easily cutting off the throat of a Japanese lieutenant.

Even the most inconspicuous everyday items—toothpicks, chopsticks, forks, toothbrushes—Chen Yongren could likewise use to kill.

After killing each Japanese puppet agent, Chen Yongren would go through the process, trying to interrogate for useful intelligence, while also sweeping out their lair to earn some pocket money for fun.

The facts also proved it.

In a sense, stealing money is indeed the fastest way to make money; having killed only a dozen or so scumbags, Chen Yongren had already reaped at least $80,000.

Chen Yongren's killing became increasingly enthusiastic.

In a certain apartment.

Chen Yongren calmly played with the poker cards on the table, watching the man kneeling before him, trembling with fear.

What this man's name is doesn't matter; what matters is that he is a traitor of the Military Statistics Bureau, who, to secure his own position, has stained his hands with the lives of a dozen or so colleagues.

"Don't be a traitor in your next life." Chen Yongren was about to try using the poker cards to slit this traitor's throat.

"I know you're from the Military Statistics Bureau's Purge Squad—don't kill me, don't kill me! I suddenly remembered—I still have a secret!" the dog traitor hurriedly said.

Upon activating Insight, Chen Yongren immediately knew what he was thinking.

Kind of interesting…

This guy also has some connections; he has a relative who is likewise a traitor but placed to work in the Jinling New Government.

That relative came to Songhu today on business; the two briefly met, and this guy obtained an important piece of information from that relative's mouth.

Zeng Qirui's corruption case aroused strong dissatisfaction among the Japanese, and the leadership of the Jinling New Government was also severely scolded by them.

They said the bureau was incapable of discipline, that the superiors were corrupt and the subordinates followed suit, doing nothing proper, spending their days on illicit affairs and wasting military funds.

They believed Zeng Qirui was merely a scapegoat pushed forward.

If no one backed him behind the scenes, how could such a lowly creature dare to engage in smuggling and the like?

Customs is guarded by military police.

Within the Songhu government, there must be someone helping to coordinate this shipment.

An Operations Bureau chief could embezzle 500,000 yen; who knows how much others might embezzle!

Therefore, to investigate this matter clearly, the Japanese are preparing to dispatch a team to Songhu to rectify its morals, and will absolutely not tolerate such things continuing.

The team's leader is said to be a formidable Japanese, but the exact personnel composition is unknown.

"You mean the investigation team is preparing to come to Songhu?" Chen Yongren said calmly.

If this investigation team knew that the 5 million yen Zeng Qirui embezzled had been skimmed off by himself to zero, I wonder what they'd feel.

Everyone knows this inside out, so Fujiwara Chinta only wants to drop the matter at Zeng Qirui and has no intention of investigating further.

In fact, the Japanese in all Songhu departments tacitly accept this; for a mere dog, it's not worth falling out with one's own people.

With so many ports under guard, who worries about not making money?

Upon hearing this, the dog hanjian were all stunned: "How do you know?"

This is his lifeline; he also planned to use this information to make a big profit.

The biggest secret is known to the other side; what value does he still have?

"Sorry, I was wrong, I won't dare again." the middle-aged man's voice trembled as he kept kowtowing to Chen Yongren.

"No, you're not realizing you're wrong; you just know you're going to die." Chen Yongren continued to rub the poker cards, a smile on his face.

He has heard such words too many times today.

Almost every traitor, upon knowing they are about to be eliminated, gets scared stiff, knees buckling, and begs for mercy.

"I can help you with work; whatever you want me to do is fine!" the dog hanjian said again.

"I despise two-faced people the most." Chen Yongren directly refused.

"I have money, I have a lot of money, all in my home safe, and I can give it all to you!" the man pointed to the bedroom.

"Kill you, and this money is also mine." Chen Yongren smiled even more happily.

He loves hearing the words 'I have money'.

Kill you, and your money becomes mine.

"I..." seeing no hope of survival, the dog hanjian decided to make a desperate last stand.

Chen Yongren remained calm, picked up a poker card, and flicked his wrist hard.

"Swish!"

The dog hanjian, about to lunge at Chen Yongren, stood frozen like stone, expression dazed, with a jammed joker card at his throat.

Soon.

Pfft!

A small wound appeared on its neck, and blood spurted out like a waterfall.

The damned thing went limp, collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and then fell still.

The system notification sounded.

【Congratulations, Master, you have successfully eliminated one traitor of the puppet government and earned napalm bombs*10】

Oh ho?

This damn thing is good stuff.

When detonated, it forms a layer of flame that splatters outward, can stick to other objects and burn for a long time, and also rapidly consumes the oxygen in the surrounding air, producing large amounts of carbon monoxide, causing biological asphyxiation.

10 napalm bombs are enough to burn the little devils' warship into scrap metal; the little devils won't be able to salvage anything.

By then, once we take the stuff and burn the ship, that old devil Fujiwara won't even be able to find a trace.

Chen Yongren opened the warehouse; it wasn't the lump he'd imagined, but was a size or two larger than the TNT bomb he'd made himself, and the system had thoughtfully prepared a timing device.

I don't expect it to match the power of a naval shell, but it's more than enough to blow up the little devils' ship.

After dealing with that damned traitor, Chen Yongren hurried home.

On the way, he conveniently took out the radio and reported tonight's results to Boss Dai.

The main purpose is to draw the little devils' attention.

Intercepting the weasel's radio signal, besides sending it to the code-breaking team for decryption, they'll surely think, 'What is the weasel plotting now!'