Chapter 56: The Pangolin's Whereabouts

After Chen Yongren informed Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou of the unexpected trouble with the reinforcements, their emotions swung wildly, like riding a plane.

Lin Dayou lit a cigarette, forcing himself to stay calm: "A Ren, we're only three people now—that's not enough."

"Even if we're short-handed, we still have to take them on!" Chen Yongren said in a low voice.

"Who knows how many Japanese agents are out there—do you have a chance of winning?" Lin Dayou worried.

Chen Yongren brimmed with confidence: "I am the winning edge!"

Lin Dayou was stunned.

Damn it, have you also gone crazy?

"But before that, we need to make some preparations first," Chen Yongren added.

"Preparations?" Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou exchanged a glance, their expressions showing a hint of doubt.

Half an hour later.

Under Chen Yongren's godlike makeup skills, the three of them looked completely different from before.

Zhang Haifeng had seen Chen Yongren's makeup skills before and was already used to them.

But Lin Dayou's inner self was utterly shocked.

He used to be fair and plump, but now he looked rough, with two little wisps of whiskers on his lips.

If he hadn't witnessed the transformation of his own appearance with his own eyes, Lin Dayou wouldn't have believed it was him at all.

Chen Yongren actually had this skill too?

Even if his own mother stood before him, she might not recognize this face.

Zhang Haifeng was made up by Chen Yongren to look like a bodyguard, wearing a black hemp shirt, with a ferocious scar running from his right eye to his left chin, and his chin stubble was jagged.

Finally, Chen Yongren disguised himself as a wealthy young master.

There was no helping it—his acting was superb and his demeanor spoke for itself.

Chen Yongren changed into a slim-fit checked suit, wore a plaid tie, combed his hair into the current trendy slicked-back style, and stepped into a pair of dark red leather shoes.

His formerly stern face softened slightly, and he suddenly exuded an air of nobility, making one wonder whose son he was.

Lin Dayou, dressed in a black suit, stood beside Chen Yongren like a loyal old steward attending a young master.

In a sense.

Chen Yongren truly qualified as a 'wealthy young master'; recently, after killing Japanese spies, besides skill upgrades, the system rewarded him with plenty of taels and gold bars, fattening his purse.

Especially the time he killed Nishino Shōta.

Chen Yongren dug up a treasure chest from his house—this old devil had been hiding in China for over a decade, amassing wealth that now all went to him.

Chen Yongren stored all that money in the warehouse granted by the system, so there was no need to worry about it being discovered.

After everything was ready, the three checked their weapons again, found no issues, then took two rickshaws to the Splendid Hotel.

On the way, Chen Yongren noticed that there were many more police patrol units on the streets.

Basically, every few minutes a patrol would pass by, and they would randomly stop and inspect street vendors.

Activating Insight, he learned from the officers' thoughts that they had begun strengthening patrols around the Splendid Hotel since yesterday.

The patrol units posed no problem, and no Japanese spies were spotted on the streets.

That makes sense—with so many patrols on the street, unless the Japanese have lost their minds, they wouldn't willingly walk into gunfire at this time.

The Splendid Hotel's north and south wings differ in style, each with its own character.

The north wing is at No. 20 Golden Mausoleum East Road; the south wing is at No. 18 Central Mountain East First Road.

Although it was already 9 p. m., the area outside the Splendid Hotel was still bustling with traffic, extraordinarily lively.

Outside the hotel entrance, many small vendors with children were selling goods to make a living.

Two bellboys stood at the hotel door, their faces bearing standard smiles as they warmly welcomed guests entering the hotel.

From time to time, a car would pull up to the hotel entrance, and the attendant waiting there would immediately step forward to open the door.

The wealthy youngster who got out casually tossed his car keys and a tip to the attendant, then proceeded to fondle the round buttocks of the young woman beside him, laughing and chatting as he walked into the hotel.

"Come on, let's go inside and have a look," Chen Yongren said, heading toward the Splendid Hotel.

"Young Master, wait for me," Lin Dayou called out, hurrying after him.

Zhang Haifeng strictly followed Chen Yongren's teachings, keeping a stern face, saying nothing, and trailing behind them.

Before they even reached the door, Chen Yongren locked his Insight onto them, confirmed their identities were fine, and rewarded each with five fa coins.

Amid the bellboys' flattery, Chen Yongren quickly stepped into the hotel.

The north wing's interior design is typical Art Deco, with bold, vivid colors, even though the décor is simple yet luxurious.

It retains the grandeur of classical architecture while being full of a modern feel.

But Chen Yongren had no mind to critique it; he first went to the front desk, made sure the clerk was fine, then booked a suite, and afterward went to the café located in the lobby.

At that moment, a Westerner in a suit was seated beside a piano, playing Bach's Brandenburg Concerto.

At this moment, although it was night, the lobby still had plenty of guests who had just finished dinner, sitting here chatting and drinking coffee while enjoying the night view of the Bund.

Over a dozen servers, each holding a tray with one hand, weaved between the booths.

Chen Yongren casually found a booth to sit in, then used Insight to scan the surroundings for suspicious targets.

Because he had also activated Focus, any useless thoughts were automatically filtered out by Chen Yongren.

After using Insight, he did indeed make an unexpected discovery.

One table of customers were agents from the Party Affairs Office in disguise—two men and one woman.

They had received orders from the General Affairs Office to lie low at the Splendid Hotel, secretly protecting the safety of Mayor Yu and General Zhang.

Besides the Party Affairs Office agents,

Chen Yongren also discovered fifteen Japanese agents disguised as guests and staff.

Twelve of them were posing as guests, three as waitstaff.

After discerning their thoughts, Chen Yongren learned that it was the pangolin who had found out that Mayor Yu and General Zhang would hold a secret meeting at the hotel.

He then sent people in advance to lie in wait at the hotel, preparing for tomorrow's assassination operation.

Pangolin?

Damn, I finally caught you again.

Twelve Riben spies disguised as guests, ten men and two women, paired up, each pair sitting in seats near the hotel entrance.

After Chen Yongren informed Lin Dayou and Zhang Haifeng of their positions, Lin Dayou, who had a military background, immediately wanted to move in and take them out first.

Chen Yongren stopped him, not rushing to act, but instead carefully memorizing the appearance of these fellows and the room they were in.

Just as Chen Yongren was pondering how to capture them and interrogate them to find out the pangolin's whereabouts,

A female waitress accidentally spilled coffee on one of the female spies.

The female spy, soaked in coffee, had an angry expression.

But she suppressed her anger, kept saying it was fine, pulled her companion along, and prepared to go back to the room to change clothes.

After all.

As a guest, forgiving the waitress's mistake is kind.

But continuing to wear the coffee-stained clothes without changing or cleaning them is quite suspicious.

Chen Yongren even thought this was one of his own, trying to create an interrogation opportunity for him, but after discerning, she was just an ordinary female waitress.

"You guys keep an eye on the remaining Riben spies here; I'll go see what those two women want to do." The opportunity to interrogate and find out the pangolin's hiding place is right before him, Chen Yongren naturally does not want to miss it.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Haifeng and Lin Dayou nodded in unison.

Two female spies walked into the room.

The female spy soaked in coffee was just about to take off her cheongsam.

Then she heard a knocking sound.

"Dang dang dang~"