Spy War: My Cheat Code is a Rat

The car drove past Lu Chen, leaving behind exhaust fumes.

Seeing that it was car headlights, Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief; he had just thought he had been discovered.

"Follow that car!"

Lu Chen watched the car drive away as dawn broke. At this time of day, the rickshaw drivers were very diligent.

There were very few rickshaw drivers. Lu Chen followed the rickshaw to another street before he saw a rickshaw.

Pointing to the car ahead, the driver accepted the banknotes Lu Chen had given him, nodded, and said nothing.

"That was close, we almost lost them."

There weren't many pedestrians on the road at that moment, and the car just stood there swaggering on the bridge.

Lu Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and crept into the corner under the bridge to hide in the darkness.

This location is undetectable, and you can hear the conversations of people on the bridge.

Listening to the voices of the people on the bridge, Lu Chen thought to himself, "Just as I suspected."

Lu Chen couldn't understand what the people on the bridge were saying, but he could still distinguish Japanese.

"I never expected Huang Dayong to actually betray us!"

Lu Chen felt that as a spy, he had to learn Japanese, otherwise it would be too troublesome to carry out his mission.

For example, right now, if I knew Japanese, I would definitely be able to get a lot of useful information.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A tremor came from the other side of the bridge, and Lu Chen pressed his body down further.

"Another car is coming. Is that Huang Dayong's?"

Before the conversation, there were several muffled voices, followed by a cheerful Mandarin voice.

"Colonel Kuroda, here is what you wanted."

This was the first time Lu Chen had heard this voice, but he thought it must be Huang Dayong's voice.

Then came another burst of Japanese, followed by a Chinese voice with a distinct accent that reached Lu Chen's ears.

"Dayong, the colonel is very satisfied. Here is the 6 legal tender you requested. Each gun costs 300 legal tender, so 200 guns would be 6."

Lu Chen didn't dare to breathe loudly at this moment; the dampness of dawn made his back soak with cold sweat.

Huang Dayong is indeed dealing in arms! He sold 200 guns to the Japanese in one go! He's really got some nerve!

6 yuan?!

Lu Chen never imagined that reselling arms could be so profitable!

6 yuan, that's equivalent to twenty years of his salary!

"Damn Huang Dayong, if I can't make it, neither can you!"

Lu Chen now feels both envious and jealous of Huang Dayong.

He wanted to do this lucrative business, but if he did, the organization would definitely not let him off the hook.

Since I can't have this piece of meat, then nobody else can either!

Lu Chen took out the pistol that the organization had issued to him from his waist, but put it back in as soon as he took it out.

No, given the current situation, I can't kill Huang Dayong here, or I'll be in great danger!

"Let's report first and see what the organization's plans are."

Having made up his mind, Lu Chen stayed put. There was no shortage of rats in such a dark place under the bridge.

Lu Chen thought for a moment, picked up a mouse and put it in his hand. Looking into the mouse's eyes, he gave it a task.

"Follow that car and see where it finally stops, then come back to me."

Lu Chen deliberately let the mouse stay on his hand for a while so that it would remember his scent.

The mouse was small in size, and while the two were talking, it could easily sneak into the car.

Lu Chen already knew where Colonel Kuroda lived, and he also needed to find out where Huang Dayong lived to facilitate subsequent actions.

When the mouse was put back on the ground, it scurried up the bridge and into Huang Dayong's Lincoln.

After the transaction was completed, the two did not linger for long, got into their cars and drove away, one on each side.

Once all movement had ceased, Lu Chen carefully climbed out, surveyed his surroundings, and then crawled out from under the bridge and ran into the city.

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"I am 100% certain that Huang Dayong was dealing in arms, and he sold them to the Japanese. I saw the transaction with my own eyes."

Lu Chen was feeding a few mice on the ground with some snacks in his hand.

The man who met with him was holding a newspaper and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"I'll go back and report to the organization to see what they want to do."

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded, and then the two of them went their separate ways as if they didn't know each other.

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"Hey, Wang Yan, where did you find this talent? This kid is incredibly capable. He's only been in Shanghai for a few days, and he's already figured out Huang Dayong's arms dealing business."

Zhang Xiaolin is very happy now, as the head of the Shanghai station of the intelligence department, and a station head who is about to be demoted.

Now that a capable person has emerged under my command, even though he's not my subordinate, if he performs meritorious service, I'll give him credit. That way, the organization might see that he's managed things well and not remove him from his post.

"I told you I wouldn't just throw any mediocre person at you; at least they'll have some ability."

Wang Yan's voice came from the other end of the phone. Judging from their conversation, they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

Tell me, what's his name?

Zhang Xiaolin is now eager to get to know this young man.

With such abilities, I must give them a proper shout-out in front of everyone!

"Forehead......"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaolin's question, Wang Yan remained silent for a while before speaking.

"I don't know his name, I only know that his code name is Rat. The higher-ups said that he would be a permanent undercover agent in Shanghai from now on, but I don't know his real name."

Wang Yan told a little lie; this is what he said himself.

How could Lu Chen, an unknown member of the intelligence department's action team, possibly receive attention from above? These are all lies told by Wang Yan to protect Lu Chen.

After all, the interrogation department of the Japanese Special Higher Police was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

"Oh, so he's got quite a background? Could he be the grandson of some division commander sent down for training?"

"That's not true. He's just very suited for espionage. Don't ask me anything. I don't know most of the things myself."

Wang Yan exchanged a few more perfunctory words with Zhang Xiaolin before hanging up the phone.

As for how to deal with Huang Dayong, Zhang Xiaolin already had a plan.

What was the Japanese military planning to do by buying weapons at this time? It's quite intriguing.

"Go tell him that I will be in charge of him from now on, and that it's too dangerous for him to meet in person when he makes this call."

"You made him do that..."

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"What's wrong with this leader?"

On his way home, Lu Chen memorized the number on the slip of paper in his hand, then burned it to ashes.

The contact just told him that if they don't meet again, he should call this number, and the person on the other end of this number will be responsible for contacting him from now on.

"This leader really thinks too highly of me."

Lu Chen was in a real bind. His mission was to not touch Huang Dayong for the time being, but to keep a close eye on his movements.

Why should he prioritize investigating what the Japanese army wanted to do by buying Huang Dayong's weapons? What were their motives?

Lu Chen needs to investigate all of this thoroughly.

"How am I supposed to find out?"

Lu Chen walked into the house. He wasn't even in the mood to play with Xiao Yao today. He went straight back to his room, lay on the bed, and pondered deeply.

That batch of weapons must be inside the Japanese concession. If we want to investigate it thoroughly, we must enter the Japanese concession and infiltrate the Japanese army to conduct a better investigation.