bullyxtreme Chapter 189 4 Seasons Bookstore
Chapter 189 4 Seasons Bookstore
Chen Yan always felt a little uneasy in his heart. Tang Rui put his arms around his waist and said softly, "
"You don't have to worry about me too much, this is my own choice.
I hope that in my world, as long as you are never absent, I will have nothing to fear."
Chen Yan felt a lump in his throat and was about to say something when the doorbell rang.
"Ding Dong!".
Looking at Tang Rui's worried eyes, Chen Yan stroked her head.
"It's okay, it's Li San."
Chen Yan opened the door and saw Li San walked in dressed as a waiter.
"Are all the brothers settled in?" Chen Yan asked as he poured a glass of red wine.
“After settling in, the brigade commander, Rudy and I lived in a rented house on Notre Dame Road.
The brothers in the special operations battalion had a hard time, living in the "rolling dragon" of Yao's house.
But fortunately, the brothers have been fighting for years, so this little bit of hardship is nothing."
Li San took a sip of red wine and leaned back in his chair comfortably.
On the other side of the glamorous Shanghai, there are actually countless slums, and Yaojiazhai is the most famous one among them.
In 1937, under the heavy bombing of Japanese invaders, all the buildings of Yao's residence were destroyed, and it became a ruin over time. Later, a large number of refugees from northern Jiangsu came to Shanghai, and they used reed mats to roll a semicircle and fixed it on bamboo poles on both sides, which was called a rolling dragon.
To put it bluntly, they are the hard-working people who use the ground as their bed and the sky as their blanket.
There is no way. The population in the slums is highly mobile, so more than 30 people going in will not attract attention.
Moreover, this is a place that spy organizations from Japan, Britain, the United States and other countries rarely pay attention to, because it is so smelly that no one wants to come here, and no one cares about the lives of tens of thousands of Chinese people here.
At this time, Li San took out a piece of paper and said, "This is the address of my current residence."
Chen Yan took a quick look and then lit the note.
"San'er, don't come here anymore. Wait for me to contact you."
A hint of surprise flashed across Li San's eyes, but he didn't say anything. However, Chen Yan saw it clearly.
He smiled and handed Li San a cigarette.
"The situation in Shanghai is much more complicated than we imagined. It seems that this is the calm before the storm."
"Brother, you are right. We have been targeted by spies since we got off the train. If you hadn't given us a secret signal, even I wouldn't have reacted."
As soon as he got on the train, Chen Yan discovered that someone was following him, so he took off his hat, which was a secret signal agreed upon in advance.
"Just in case, I went around three times before coming to your place."
At this time, Li San looked anxious. As a former member of the Military Control Commission, Li San also graduated from a professional school and received systematic training, but he did not notice that he was being followed at the first time, which was somewhat embarrassing.
Chen Yan quickly comforted him, "San'er, as someone who has worked as a spy, we all know that being nervous when doing things is a taboo, and you don't have to blame yourself.
So far, we have not been exposed. Those people at the train station should be routine duty personnel of the secret service agency and they are not coming for us.
I roughly counted that there were about 36 spies in front and behind the train station, not counting those I didn't discover.
The fact that so many people were mobilized shows that undercurrents are surging in Shanghai, so it is better to be cautious."
Li San nodded, but his emotions did not ease much.
"San'er, I'll take this time to talk about the follow-up work arrangements.
First, you arrange for someone to rent an apartment in the International Settlement. It doesn’t have to be too big, but it must be secluded, as our safe house.
Second, starting from tomorrow, you will lead people to find a way to understand the situation of the Shanghai black market and build some connections. You don’t need to consider funding and there is no upper limit.
Third, Rudy is familiar with Shanghai and has worked at the Central Machinery Repair Shop. Let him find out about the Central Machinery Repair Shop and his family tomorrow."
Li San was very curious and asked, "What does his family situation mean?"
Rudy had been forced to reveal his family situation before, and only Chen Yan knew about this.
"Don't worry about it, just do what I say, Rudy knows what to do."
Chen Yan looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, you should go back first and be careful."
Li San straightened his clothes, turned around and walked out of the room.
Chen Yan stood at the window again. Night had fallen. He saw a familiar figure walking out from the side door of the hotel and quickly disappeared into the night.
He let out a long sigh and felt very happy when he saw Tang Rui still packing his luggage.
This is what it feels like to have family, it’s great.
He embraced Tang Rui, holding the soft jade in his arms, and couldn't help but kiss her beautiful red lips.
"Get ready, we're going to the restaurant to eat something."
Tang Rui's cheeks turned red instantly, and he did not resist Chen Yan's initiative.
Ten minutes later, the two packed up and were about to go out.
Chen Yan looked at the pistol in the drawer, hesitated for a long time, and finally took it out and put it on his waist.
Chen Yan's actions also touched Tang Rui's nerves, but she remained calm and smiled sweetly:
"You said before that you would treat me to Western food, and you must satisfy me today."
"No problem, let's go."
The two of them went to Shanghai Simalu De Da Western Restaurant and simply ordered fried pork chops, borscht and potato salad.
This Western restaurant, which has been popular since the Republic of China, has remained true to its original aspirations even in later Chinese times, mainly serving German-style Western food. This is cultural inheritance.
Chen Yan chose a seat near the window, where he could see the night view of Simalu clearly.
Seeing Chen Yan staring out the window, Tang Rui joked:
"Is it because the modernity of Shanghai has made you linger and reluctant to return to northwestern Shanxi?"
Chen Yan smiled and continued looking at the neon lights outside the window.
"Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~".
Not long after, the wind chimes hanging at the restaurant door began to make clear and pleasant sounds.
Then four men in black windbreakers with fierce looks came in and rudely pushed the waiter who came to greet the guests.
Three men and one woman were sitting behind Chen Yan and the others.
Chen Yan had his back to them, and although he didn't look back, he could already sense the murderous intent emanating from the person who came.
That’s right, Chen Yan’s brain nerves were constantly beating with murderous intent.
Then Chen Yan's eyelids contracted rapidly because he saw more than a dozen people getting out of four cars outside the window, drawing their guns and rushing into the shop diagonally opposite the restaurant.
Then there was a series of crackling gunshots.
The passers-by were frightened and fled in all directions, and soon the streets were empty.
Tang Rui was very frightened, and when she looked up she found that something was wrong with Chen Yan.
Chen Yan’s face was pale, and he stared at the plaque of the shop diagonally opposite: Four Seasons Bookstore.
When Chen Yan found that Tang Rui's gentle little hand was comforting him, he quickly regained his composure and said:
"Don't be afraid, dear. We are in the house and no one will get hurt."
Chen Yan's neck moved slightly, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced to the side.
That's right, the group of people who just arrived seem to have set their sights on him.