Chapter 533: Chen Yongren, Under Imperial Order to Go on a Blind Date

He held Lin Ke Xin as he went back to the room, and only then did he set her down.

Lin Ke Xin, who had been blushing, also returned to normal: "Is the envoy's case settled?"

Chen Yongren nodded and briefly explained how the case was closed.

Lin Ke Xin also relaxed, having such an agent nearby saved her a lot of trouble.

"What are you planning to do next?" Lin Ke Xin asked.

Chen Yongren didn't answer but instead asked back, patting his bulging pocket and speaking mysteriously: "Guess what good stuff the old devil gave me this time?"

"I guess... it's an important piece of intelligence." Lin Ke Xin reached out and said: "Don't keep us in suspense, hurry up and show it!"

Having the identity of the Yuan Chief's female confidante, Lin Ke Xin felt an unprecedented convenience; many things no longer required her to be restrained.

"Want it? Here you go." Chen Yongren pulled out the photos and slapped them into Lin Ke Xin's hand.

"The photos—why are they all of young girls?" Lin Ke Xin flipped through them, thought of something, and asked in surprise: "These A Ren't all your blind‑date prospects, are they?"

Chen Yongren nodded.

"He really never stops trying to find you a woman." Lin Ke Xin pursed her lips.

Chen Yongren said carefree: "How do I feel you're jealous?"

"Pah!" Lin Ke Xin said: "Who has nothing better to do than eat your jealousy?"

After teasing Lin Ke Xin for a while, Chen Yongren gestured for her to sit and said: "Don't look at these female ladies—they may be ugly, but their backgrounds are anything but ordinary."

While speaking, Chen Yongren pulled out the top few photos.

The rest of the photos he threw into the trash, lit a match, and he didn't need these things to ward off evil.

Afterward, Chen Yongren pointed at the photos and said: "Ping Gong Yao Xiang, Ju Ying Hua, Youqichuangongjingxiang, Fu Jian Gong Nai Nai, Xian Yuan Gong Ya Yi."

Glancing at the photos on the table, Lin Ke Xin joked: "These don't look like the ugly melons and dates you mentioned—picking them out must have taken a lot of effort, right?"

Hearing the teasing in Lin Ke Xin's words, Chen Yongren wasn't angry and replied calmly: "Why don't you think more carefully about their names?"

"They…" Lin Ke Xin's expression changed.

Upon careful thought, their names are indeed not simple.

"The Ping and Ju clans, like my own, once were wealthy; the Qi, Fu, and Xian palaces are three of Japan's Five Imperial Houses."

During casual chat, Chi Mu Chengping sent people to deliver these women's files, and Chen Yongren also introduced Lin Ke Xin to the backgrounds of these Japanese ladies.

"These female ladies, besides being beautiful, also have deep family backgrounds; if we can establish relations with them, even just one, it counts as an extra channel for gathering intelligence." Chen Yongren said, tapping the table with deep meaning.

Maybe someday we could even suddenly shout, "Heaven's punishment upon the traitor!"

"Which one have you taken a liking to?" Lin Ke Xin asked casually.

Chen Yongren first picked up the photo of Ping Gong Yao Xiang.

Lin Ke Xin nodded: "This girl really looks not bad—small and petite, quite cute."

Then, under Lin Ke Xin's doubtful gaze, Chen Yongren took out the photo of Ju Ying Hua wearing a student uniform.

Lin Ke Xin didn't think much either: "This girl is also quite good—looks pure and energetic."

She had thought Chen Yongren was merely torn between choosing one of two.

Then Lin Ke Xin saw Chen Yongren holding the remaining three photos in his hand.

"?" Lin Ke Xin gradually felt something was off, looking at Chen Yongren: "No, what's this?"

"Why are you looking at me?" Chen Yongren weighed the photos and said: "Such well‑connected, beautiful girls—if we waste them on others, do they even know how to use them?"

"What I can't get, this bunch of little devils had better not even dream of getting!"

"You really are…" Lin Ke Xin frowned, then thought of something: "You actually plan to marry them?"

"If the mission requires it, I have no objection." Chen Yongren said indifferently.

Bringing harm to the Japanese, Chen Yongren has never felt any psychological burden.

Such an important matter naturally required reporting to the boss, asking for his opinion, and incidentally telling him that the Jinmen Station had successfully assassinated the envoy of the locust plague.

"They have already arrived in Jinmen; if you have time, please help me gather as much information on them as you can." Chen Yongren said.

Lin Ke Xin fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

Chen Yongren made an excuse to go to the toilet, turned on the ghost radio, casually selected a frequency, and reported the recent situation at Jinmen Station and the matchmaking affair.

Chongqing responded quickly.

Just four words.

Decide on your own.

Decide on your own?

Then I won't stand on ceremony with you—Chen Yongren, you're under orders to go on a blind date.

Preparing the banquet also takes some time.

Chen Yongren also intended to quickly make a printing plate for a 200‑silver‑dollar note.

Only after actually making the plate did Chen Yongren realize that this would in fact be more like a buff.

Within two hours of the fabricated money being spent, its authenticity cannot be discerned.

But after two hours, any differences from genuine bills can be spotted.

Two hours is too short for the money to circulate; the time is more than enough, and it likewise prevents being harvested in reverse.

After all.

Forcibly buying goods with counterfeit money is no different from robbery.

The next day.

Chen Yongren disguised himself, bought a copper plate and engraving and cutting tools, and used a processing factory as cover.

Then he went to the bank and exchanged two notes, the recently issued 200‑yuan convertible silver notes.

This new banknote adopts novel anti‑counterfeit measures: the front mainly bears a portrait, the back has richer detail, clearer layering, and the color scheme adds blue.

Of course, for Chen Yongren, this is no problem.

Even if the Japanese Ministry of Finance used the mother of a heavenly locust as an anti-counterfeit mark, he could still forge it just as easily.

That night, a woodblock engraved with Tengyuan Lianzu and the worship hall of Tanzawa Shrine was carved by Chen Yongren.

The little devils never expected that this 200-yuan silver note, just issued not long ago, would have counterfeit money circulating in the market.

Although the little devils would abolish the gold standard in May and issue a brand-new currency, that was still next year's affair.

One year was enough to stir the little devils' monetary system into a tangled mess.

He could even go to the islands later and continue to mess with their currency.

The woodblock, printing press, and factory were all ready.

Next.

Chen Yongren then planned to go to Songhu, preparing to seize some paper and ink for printing money.

Night.

Chen Yongren again passed through any door, arriving on the road near the counterfeit money factory in Songhu, placing a tree trunk across the road, patiently waiting for the truck to arrive.

Not long after.

In the distance, a truck engine sound rang out, and two beams of light shone.

Through his Eagle Eye, Chen Yongren could see that these six trucks were loaded with printing paper and ink; if he robbed them, he could use them for a long time.

Because near Songhu, there was only a Japanese devil soldier standing on a truck.

The truck driver yawned, thinking he needed to hurry up and deliver the goods, then go home to rest.

The next moment, it noticed a tree trunk lying across the road.

Immediately followed by a sudden brake sound, six trucks stopped in succession on the road, and the Japanese devils, together with the drivers, all jumped down from the trucks.

Just as they were wondering what was going on.

Then they saw a person holding a gun with both hands slowly appearing in the middle of the road.