Age: My Small World

Xiong City.

This is Yang Jun's first stop, and perhaps his final stop.

Zhu Yong told him that the two parties involved in the transaction intended to conduct the deal in Xiong City.

At this moment, the first rays of dawn are slowly rising on the horizon, signifying the start of a new day.

After the sky had fully brightened, the noise in my ears seemed to increase considerably.

Yang Jun walked down the street and found it to be quite bustling.

The streets were bustling with early risers, and the roadside was lined with stalls and shops, creating a lively atmosphere that was quite different from what he had imagined.

Indeed, one must see things for oneself to truly know; one cannot understand a place solely through words, which only provides a superficial understanding.

Yang Jun's specially chosen suit pants and shirt outfit didn't look out of place at all, because most men dress like that.

The countryside might be different, but that's how it is in the city.

Some people looked at him with envy as he dressed like that. For ordinary people, the standard combination of a shirt and belt means having a decent job and being able to earn more money.

No one ever thinks they have too little money.

He strode down the street, probably wanting to buy some food, but he didn't have the local currency and needed to exchange money first.

However, I did have some Hong Kong currency stored in my little world, but I don't know if it's usable.

Having been underwater for so long, he was really starting to crave a big meal.

Yang Jun tentatively took out a Hong Kong banknote to buy something, and to his surprise, the vendor actually accepted it very happily.

It turns out that during this period, Hong Kong was engaged in economic and trade activities with Taiwan, and Hong Kong's currency naturally flowed into the market of Taiwan.

Although people don't use it in their daily lives, they can always get more when exchanging it for local Taiwanese currency. So, nominally speaking, the money in Hong Kong is currently worth much more than the money in Taiwan.

So Yang Jun finally got to eat something: a bowl of danzai noodles and a serving of dingbiancuo. It was enough to satisfy his taste buds, but it was unlikely to fill his stomach.

Even so, he was satisfied.

If you really want to be full, just take some time to cook in the mini-world.

Having tasted the local specialties, Yang Jun didn't waste any more time and immediately started looking for an address.

His accent has gradually changed; after listening to the people around him for a while, his accent is starting to blend in with the local accent.

Perhaps in less than a day, he will be able to completely get rid of this accent.

What Yang Jun found strange was that whenever he asked for an address, people would stare at him strangely before turning away.

He was unaware of these things, and after asking around, he finally arrived at a place called Tianjinlou.

Tianjinlou has six floors and security guards at the entrance. Judging from their professionalism, these guards seem to be well-trained.

"Sir, this is a private area, please do not come near."

To Yang Jun's surprise, the security guards were actually quite friendly.

"Excuse me, is there a person here named Chen Tianjin?"

Yang Jun had already realized something.

Tianjinlou, Chen Tianjin—it seems the address Old Zhu gave him was this big shot's territory.

Sure enough, upon hearing him mention that name, several security guards immediately turned their sharp gazes toward him.

Why are you bringing up our boss?

The security guard silently reached down to his lower back, where he found a gun tucked away.

Goodness, even the entrance has such security measures, let alone inside.

Yang Jun knew he should probably come up with a strategy before coming over.

"Nothing, I just happened to hear the name and came across this building, so I just asked." "Hmph, hurry up and go."

This time, the security guards didn't give him a friendly look.

Yang Jun turned and left, as if he were just passing by.

Only after he had walked far away did the security guards turn their attention away.

"Everyone, pay attention. Boss Jin said he has a big deal to do in the next few days, so don't mess it up. Even if we're just doormen, we have to keep a close watch on things. Otherwise, if some random people get into the building, Boss Jin's business will be in complete chaos."

"understood."

On the other side, Yang Jun didn't go through the main entrance this time. Instead, he found a good spot to sit down, right next to Tianjinlou.

Then he activated his perception.

With a range of 300 meters, it naturally encompasses the entire Tianjin Tower.

Therefore, Yang Jun knew everything inside the building without even entering it.

"It's really not here."

Yang Jun suddenly said with a hint of helplessness.

According to Zhu Yong, the important artifact that Lu Moxing sold was eventually acquired by Chen Tianjin, who then intended to sell it to another person, a foreigner who was extremely fond of Eastern civilization.

Judging from the conversation between the security guards just now, it seems that the foreigner has not arrived yet, otherwise the goods would definitely have been sent away.

"If the things aren't kept here, where would they be kept?"

This Tianjin Tower is Chen Tianjin’s safest place. He can’t just leave it at the gang’s headquarters, can he?

In fact, Chen Tianjin was the leader of the Zhuxi Gang.

The Zhuxi Gang is the number one gang in Kaohsiung City, and it is also quite powerful in Taiwan Province, second only to the Bamboo Union Gang in Taipei City.

"Fine, let's all go take a look."

Since Chen Tianjin's Tianjinlou is not here, we should just go find him. He wouldn't just leave such a valuable item lying around.

Tianjinlou is not too hard to find, but finding the headquarters of the Zhuxi Gang is more difficult.

Of course, it was just average for Yang Jun.

He simply grabbed a tongue and threw it into the small world, and he already knew the general situation and area of ​​the Bamboo Creek Gang.

As the largest gang in Xiong City, they can't just do whatever they want.

Gangs were rampant here, almost just like in Hong Kong at the same time.

There are several other businesses in Zhuxi that also make a living in Xiongshi, and together they are not inferior to those in Zhuxi.

In order to resist Zhuxi's attempt to annex them, this group of people had long since united together.

Chen Tianjin's daily work is mostly related to this gang, which always tries to steal business from Zhuxi.

The headquarters in Zhuxi was also a courtyard, but it was quite large, and it was also guarded.

Yang Jun scanned with his perception again, but still found nothing.

Now he could confirm that the item was definitely on Chen Tianjin.

The item wasn't large, only about the size of a baby's fist, perfect for carrying around.

"Forget it, I've been looking all day. I'll look again tomorrow. Anyway, the buyer hasn't even entered the market yet."

Although Yang Jun didn't find Chen Tianjin, he could breathe a sigh of relief. The fact that the goods hadn't reached overseas meant there was still a chance.

Even if Chen Tianjin really sold her out, so what? Could the foreigners take her away safely?
Yang Jun wouldn't make any guarantees.

Unperturbed, he first exchanged some banknotes before booking a hotel. (End of Chapter)