Chapter 6: Conjecture

In fact, Li Boqi didn't quite believe it. It felt a bit unbelievable.

It was quite a distance, more than 30 metres. How could he smell her from that far away?

However, his eyes gradually darkened. It was that young woman who carelessly walked past Meng Chaowei, as if tripping over something, and just happened to fall in front of him.

Meng Chaowei seemed to reach out reflexively to try to help her up. But in the end, he was a little too late.

Fortunately, she was fine. The young woman quickly got back on her feet. She seemed very embarrassed by her loss of composure. She hurriedly left through the side door.

Li Boqi immediately made a gesture. Someone immediately followed her secretly.

If it were normal, he might just have someone investigate briefly. Not too deeply. After all, this kind of thing really does seem like an accident.

However, if Meng Chaowei really is Japanese and the young woman is Japanese too, it definitely won't be a simple accident. Anyone with a brain the size of a knee cap can tell that they met here for a purpose that they can't possibly tell anyone about. Most likely, a nest of Japanese spies will be uncovered.

'Very good,'

Li Boqi said without a hint of emotion.

This was a compliment to Zhang Yong.

Meng Chaowei and the young woman definitely have something up their sleeves.

Just keep a close eye on them, and you'll get results. In addition to Meng Chaowei, another big fish was caught.

'Found a Japanese, I'll give you a dollar.'

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

It really was a money-spinner. Li Boqi was still quite generous.

Of course, he probably made even more. But it didn't matter. Zhang Yong was very happy with his share. It was only right to dig up a few more Japanese.

Continue waiting.

There was no more movement.

No Japanese appeared in Zhang Yong's surveillance range.

Until the opera was completely over. Meng Chaowei exited the stage.

'Let's change places!' Li Boqi also stood up.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong followed suit.

They left the house. They got into the car.

They arrived at the rickshaw puller's house again.

They had already investigated it secretly. The house was rented. The lease started in March last year. It had been more than a year now.

The landlord had been temporarily detained. Now, the house was unattended.

'A gun was fired. I think the other Japanese spies will know about it,' said Li Boqi. "So, in the short term, no one should dare to come back to check what happened.'

'But," after a short pause, Li Boqi continued, 'the Japanese spies definitely won't be able to sit still without the film. We must find a way to confirm the details.'

'So...'

'Wait...'

Zhang Yong suddenly whispered.

But the map indicated that another small red dot had entered the display range.

Based on the location of the red dot, he observed without making a sound. As a result, he saw a beautiful woman standing in the distance.

It was the same woman who had appeared at the Guangming Theatre before.

The difference was that she had changed into a different dress. It was black. She had also changed her bag to a teal one. Her hairstyle had also changed from long flowing hair to a bun.

However, Zhang Yong was certain that she was the same person. No doubt about it.

'Team leader, look...'

'I see.'

Li Boqi's mouth curled into a sneer.

He recognised her too. He had good eyesight.

The other person was really in a hurry. She came to the door so quickly.

The same woman had appeared in two suspicious places in succession, and had deliberately changed her appearance. Her identity was completely locked in.

There was no doubt. She was a Japanese spy.

From this, it could be inferred that Meng Chaowei was also definitely a Japanese spy.

Immediately, he took out two silver dollars and slipped them into Zhang Yong's hands.

'Thank you!'

Zhang Yong took the silver dollars.

This team leader is not bad. He keeps his word. He gives what he says he will give.

'Let's go!'

'Not arrest her?'

'Arrest her later.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong hurriedly replied.

He knew that he would not be needed anymore next.

He was not good at fieldwork such as following, keeping an eye on and investigating. Naturally, there were people who were good at it.

'Go to Merry-Go-Round.'

'Yes.'

The black car drove towards Merry-Go-Round.

Zhang Yong was secretly puzzled. What was the purpose of going to Merry Mall? To investigate a case? Or to spend time with women?

"Take a good look later.'

'Yes.'

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Oh, so it turns out that he is to find the hidden Japanese.

That's good. If he finds one, he will get a reward of one dollar. If he finds ten, he will make a fortune on this trip.

Soon, the car arrived at Merry Mall. Get off. Two female secret agents were already waiting.

They were both wearing military uniforms. They obviously weren't afraid of being exposed.

'Where's the target?'

'He's inside.'

'Follow me in!'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong followed Li Boqi.

Inside were heavily armed National Army soldiers. They had probably been transferred from the garrison headquarters.

The Li Xing Society had the power to do that. It was easy to second dozens of people.

Of course, if it was more than a hundred, it would be necessary to pull a few strings.

Meilehui...

Bai Le Hui...

Oh, I made a mistake.

This Meile Hui is owned by a Chinese, and the military can enter.

If it were Bai Le Hui, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so free. It would easily provoke a diplomatic dispute. I dare not do it lightly.

Entering the resplendent hall...

I found many dancing girls crouching inside. There may be hundreds of them.

'Are there any Japanese?'

'No,'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

Disappointed. How could there not be any?

Didn't the Japanese Special High Commission have lots of beautiful spies? Why weren't they disguised as dancers?

As a result, he couldn't even collect a single dollar. Really.

'Are you sure?'

'No,'

Zhang Yong answered with certainty.

He wanted to have some too. He really wanted to just point at a few.

Of course, it was just a thought. His conscience wouldn't allow him to do such a thing. The consequences would be too serious.

Once accused, he would be an accomplice to the Japanese invaders. The consequences were unimaginable. He would probably never be able to leave the door of the Lixing Society again. Most likely, he would be executed.

'No?'

Li Boqi frowned.

Zhang Yong kept his head down. He didn't say a word. He was only responsible for the truth.

His only ability was to identify whether there were any Japanese people. He really didn't know anything else. He also didn't dare to speak too much, for fear of misleading.

'Go back!'

said Li Boqi slowly after a long while.

All the Nationalist soldiers then retreated. Merry-Go-Round reopened to the public.

Get in the car.

Li Boqi was still in deep thought.

Soon after, Cao Mengqi returned. He got into the car and said, 'Team Leader, we've checked it out. That woman, using the alias Lin Xiaoyan, is a music teacher at Yinghua Elementary School. Every weekend, she goes to the home of Vice Commander Yang of the Garrison Command to teach his youngest son piano...'

'Pop!'

Li Boqi thumped his thigh heavily.

Zhang Yong: ?

You have the result?

Hold your breath. Wait for them to tell you the result.

Sure enough, Cao Mengqi continued, 'Vice Commander Yang's original wife had been dead for many years, and he had no concubines. The woman he usually interacted with most closely was Du Xiaodie. There was once a rumour going around that Vice Commander Yang wanted to marry Du Xiaodie as a second wife. But then it just fizzled out.'

Li Boqi suddenly looked at Zhang Yong and said, 'Use your imagination and guess what the Japanese spy is going to do.'

Zhang Yong: ?

Me? Guess? I'm not good at that!

What does the Japanese spy want to do? He must want to steal the safe's key and pin it on Du Xiaodie.

Then, when he realised that something was wrong, he probably killed Du Xiaodie to keep her quiet.

'Go on, say it.'

'Du Xiaodie discovered that the Japanese had stolen the key and was then killed to keep her quiet.'

'Nothing else?'

'I can't think of anything else. Isn't that enough?'

'In fact, the key inside the safe isn't very valuable. There are also no confidential documents.'

'Then...'

Zhang Yong's mouth opened.

There are no confidential documents in the safe? Then what was the point of stealing the safe key?

It's a headache...

I should have watched more spy dramas...