The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 74 Xu Qinghe’s discovery

Xu Qinghe no longer had any illusions about Cheng Mo going to Mr. You's house to pay homage to the dock. It was normal for young people to have ideas and not bow their heads.

You'll understand when you hit the south wall.

However, now that Pride assigned him to work under Cheng Mo, he couldn't help himself.

There was no way, why was Cheng Mo a detective?

He did some research and registration work on the Japanese living and working in the Laozhaqifang area.

After all, once Cheng Mo asks him a question, it will be troublesome if he can't answer. If they really give him some shoes, just based on his current relationship with Pride...

Those who have drank foreign ink are different, especially those who have returned from Japan. Everyone knows that the Japanese are now in power.

Cheng Mo speaks fluent Japanese, which would definitely be acceptable in Shanghai.

Even though he didn't even go to visit the pier, didn't Mr. You say anything?

If it had been anyone else, they would have resorted to tricks long ago, and they would have allowed you to stay in the Laozha Capture House safely.

Now, there is obviously a sense of keeping things in check. Fortunately, Cheng Mo is not the one looking for trouble. He still understands the rules and everyone is in peace.

According to Pride's news, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau and the Japanese side are about to reach an agreement. The signing is just in the next few days, and the two sides still have some small details to discuss.

Naturally, the big boss was not needed to deal with the details, so Cheng Mo and Pride had been to Hongkou many times.

Then my translator who was sick at home was basically abandoned.

Everyone has their own fate, and there is nothing we can do about it. According to Xu Qinghe, he revealed in private that this Luo Zhiming is not sick at all, he is pretending to be sick. This guy is timid and does not want to go to Japan with Pride. During negotiations, I was afraid of being called a "traitor".

Cheng Mo can understand this. After all, at this time, many people don't want to have a relationship with the Japanese. If not, not only will their reputation be ruined, but their lives may also be lost.

The Blue Clothes Club's "anti-rape" team has been quite active recently.

Cheng Mo also had to have his own people in Laozha's fishing house. Xu Qinghe's people were pretty good, even if they slipped a little sometimes, it wasn't a big problem.

It's hard to make a living in the patrol room without being sloppy. Some of Cheng Mo's sources of information came from Xu Qinghe's mouth.

Although the relationship is not very good, we still get along harmoniously.

"Boss Cheng, I... discovered a situation." That day, as soon as Cheng Mo went to work, Xu Qinghe hurried in from outside and stammered.

"what's the situation?"

"Two guests stayed at the Dong'an Hotel on Fifth Avenue. Their registered names were Chinese, but they looked like Japanese."

"Are you sure?" Cheng Mo couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"I'm not sure, but I'm very familiar with the owner of Dong'an Hotel. He has sharp eyes. He can tell who and what he does at a glance. He's an old and powerful person." Xu Qinghe explained.

"Well, let's go over and have a look." Cheng Mo stood up and said. It would be different if this was a Japanese spy. The Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau has an agreement with the Japanese side. The Japanese side is not allowed to send spies to do things in the concession. If they need to cross the border to handle the case, The Police Department of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau needs to be notified to cooperate. If you want to arrest someone, you need to have the public concession police station come. You cannot arrest people in private, and after you arrest someone, you need to be tried in the public concession. If you have to extradite, you must comply with the relevant regulations. The ministry reserves the right to refuse.

If there were no restrictions and these Japanese spies could enter and do whatever they wanted, wouldn't the concession be in chaos? Would the concession still be a paradise for the great powers?

As for whether the Japanese will abide by the rules, that is one thing; whether they have rules is another thing entirely.

If the Japanese engage in espionage activities in the concession, the Ministry of Industry and Industry will not allow it. Whether to turn a blind eye or make other reactions depends on the actual situation.

After changing into ordinary robes, Cheng Mo and Xu Qinghe went out and headed towards Fifth Avenue. The road was busy with traffic and there was a peaceful and lively atmosphere.

This made Cheng Mo couldn't help but think of the people in Zhabei and the people of Nanjing who were struggling to support the Japanese invaders, and his hatred for the Japanese invaders increased in his heart.

Not only will this account have to be settled in the future, but it will be paid back tenfold or a hundredfold. Damn it for repaying evil with kindness.

At the Dong'an Hotel on Fifth Avenue, Cheng Mo met the boss, who was chubby and fat and wore small round reading glasses.

The boss’s surname is Zheng, which is the same surname as the one who sailed to the West.

"One of them lives in 301 and the other lives in 305. Their registered names are Ma and Yang. They have been living here for a week and they moved in years ago."

"You didn't say what you were doing in Shanghai?"

"One said he was looking for relatives, and the other said he was a businessman and was planning to purchase some goods from Shanghai to sell back, but they didn't look like them to me," the boss said.

"how to say?"

"The person who visits relatives often stays in the room for the whole day. He even asks people to deliver his meals, and especially eats oranges. The person who does business goes out in the morning and comes back in the evening. He talks strangely. Sometimes, in the morning When I went out and when I came back at night, I wore different coats..."

After listening to his boss's description, Cheng Mo basically knew that even if these two were not Japanese spies, they still had ulterior motives.

"Boss, are there any weird guests or long-term tenants living in your hotel?"

"There are no weird guests except these two. I don't have many long-term guests here, usually three to five days. Those like them are considered long-term guests. Those who have private rooms are all regular guests. "

"Okay, show me their room. No one is here now, right?"

"The man named Ma who lives in 301 went out early this morning. I didn't see the man named Yang, and I don't know if he is in the room."

"In this case, find me a set of cleaner's clothes and I'll go there myself." Cheng Mo ordered. Makeup investigation is one of the required courses for agents. "Mr. Xu..."

"This is our boss Cheng, listen to him." Xu Qinghe nodded.

"No problem." Boss Zheng nodded. As a hotel owner, the rooms always have to be cleaned. This is a necessary service.

"The cleaners didn't come up to clean today, did they?"

"not yet."

"Is this the usual time?"

"Absolutely. Sometimes it's later, depending on the customer's needs. Sometimes, if the customer requests the afternoon, we will send someone there in the afternoon."

"Old Xu, you stay here. If anything happens, please notify me immediately." After Cheng Mo asked for the details, he left Xu Qinghe behind. He carried the cleaning tools and went directly to the third floor.

There was no one in 301, so Cheng Mo naturally started there, knocked on the door, and asked, then he took out the key given by Boss Zheng, opened the door and walked in.

The room was not very dirty, but there were some peanut shells on the table by the window, as well as a wine bottle and glass, and scattered brown paper containing marinated meat...

The quilt on the bed was a little messy.

While Cheng Mo was cleaning up, he observed carefully to see if there were any useful clues left in the house, such as luggage left by guests.

He saw a box, just under the bed.

After careful observation, I found that it was not marked, so I carefully lifted it up and placed it on the bed. The box was locked.

But this didn't bother Cheng Mo. He took out a small wire from his pocket and easily opened the lock.

I carefully lifted the lid of the box, and there was nothing suspicious inside except for some changes of clothes. After checking, I found nothing like a mezzanine.

Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment? This is just an ordinary traveler, not a Japanese spy at all?

His eyes suddenly glanced at a pair of slippers at the foot of the bed.

These are prepared by the hotel for guests. In this era, there are no disposable items. They are all worn by others. They clean them before giving them to the next person to wear. Some of them are not washed at all.

But this pair of slippers had obviously been worn. Cheng Mo knelt down and carefully observed the marks on the toes of the slippers.

After careful inspection, he really saw something.

Japanese people are accustomed to wearing clogs. The big toe is separated from the other four toes, and the gap in the middle is relatively large. When wearing this kind of cotton and linen slippers, the traces of stepping on them are naturally different from those of Chinese people. They have lived here longer. The slippers have not been replaced, so they naturally leave their mark!

This guy is careful enough and handles the details of life in the room very well, but he is still very sparse.

Cheng Mo restored the box and put it back.

Then I tidied up the quilt, swept away the household garbage in the room, and took it out.

He did the same thing in Room 303. He didn't know how soundproofed the hotel room was, so he couldn't jump over. Once he jumped over, if the people in Room 305 didn't come out, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.

So, even if it takes a little time, it's worth it.

After cleaning Room 303, he also listened carefully to the movement in Room 305 next door and the slight sound of chairs moving.

It is basically determined that there is someone in room 305.

That's what some people do.

Cheng Mo quickly finished cleaning Room 303, then opened the door and went out. Carrying the tools, he came to the door of Room 305, reached out and knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there, cleaning the room."

Hearing footsteps coming from inside, Cheng Mo stood at the door and waited. The moment the door opened from the inside, he bowed and said, "Hello, sir, please clean the room."

When the person who opened the door saw Cheng Mo bowing to him, he subconsciously bent down and said, "Thank you, come in."

Sure enough, they are Japanese. The conditioned reflex of bowing is something that only Japanese people have, not Chinese people.

"Why did you change people today? Where is Lao Qian?"

"Sir, you must have heard wrong. The cleaner of our Dong'an Hotel has always been Lao Zhou. He has something to do at home today. I am here to cover his shift for the whole day." Cheng Mo said, actually using this little trick to test himself.

"Maybe I heard it wrong, but why haven't I told you about you?" The people in the room were still very wary and asked again.

"I'm just a temporary replacement, and I don't work here. Of course, my husband has never mentioned me." Cheng Mo explained with a smile, packed it up skillfully, and glanced at a black belt under the quilt, so he said, " Sir, can I fold the quilt for you?"

"No, I'm going to take a nap later, please fold it up, please." The agent quickly stopped him.

"Oh, okay then." After Cheng Mo finished cleaning up calmly, he quickly closed the door and walked out.

The exposed piece of leather belt, Cheng Mo recognized, was from the telescope and hung around his neck.

The curtains are half-hidden and he carries a telescope. Is this guy observing a target on the opposite side?

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