Chapter 13 Invisible Murder
Chapter 13 Invisible Murder
This news confirmed to Su Yuncheng that there are indeed boxes capable of playing videos.
In the future, this kind of box will develop well and enter ordinary people's homes, so that people can play movies directly at home.
This is also the expectation described in the newspaper.
Su Yuncheng raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and realized it was almost time.
"Kawamura, go and put the newspaper away. I have to go out for a bit."
Su Yuncheng put on his clothes, went outside, and gave Huang Chuanming some instructions. He immediately sensed that He Wenyuan had secretly glanced at him.
The emotions conveyed in that glance were very complex.
There was pity, schadenfreude, and even a hint of excitement.
Schadenfreude stems from the belief that one is about to suffer misfortune, thus generating feelings of pity.
Excitement stems from the belief that after being wronged, he has a chance to take over his position.
That's impossible. Even if he leaves the newspaper, He Wenyuan won't be his successor. Huang Chuanming is more qualified than him.
"Yes, editor-in-chief."
Huang Chuanming stood up, but Su Yuncheng ignored He Wenyuan. He would deal with this traitor later.
Outside the newspaper office, Fumihiko Kobayashi ordered two dishes at a restaurant and enjoyed his meal.
He didn't order any alcohol; he doesn't drink when he's on a mission.
Developing He Wenyuan and making him his informant was only the first step.
He Wenyuan mainly helped him keep an eye on the newspaper's internal affairs, but if he wanted to know what Su Yuncheng did on a daily basis and whether there were any suspicious points, Kobayashi Fumihiko would need to personally follow up and investigate.
He had absolute confidence in his abilities; if Su Yuncheng had even the slightest problem, he would definitely be able to find it out.
If Su Yuncheng deliberately helped the Red Party and reminded them the day before yesterday, then Su Yuncheng is very likely to have Red Party affiliation.
We can catch these people through Su Yuncheng.
For him, capturing someone like Su Yuncheng, who had ties to the empire, was more fulfilling than capturing ordinary Chinese agents.
Kobayashi Fumihiko was eating when he noticed Su Yuncheng leaving, and hurriedly called the waiter to settle the bill.
Su Yuncheng instantly felt a familiar emotion.
After walking a few steps, Su Yuncheng noticed someone watching him from behind. The person was about thirty meters behind him, moving at a similar speed.
As expected, the Japanese agent did not leave; he deliberately found an excuse to come out and verify the extent of the Special Higher Police's investigation into him.
It seems the Special Higher Police really suspects him.
Fumihiko Kobayashi followed at a distance. His tracking skills were excellent; he was confident that he could keep his target from being discovered, let alone ordinary people or even professional special agents.
Su Yuncheng sensed the excitement and anticipation of making a contribution in his emotions, as if he saw himself as a big fish.
Instead of hailing a rickshaw, Su Yuncheng walked slowly.
A dozen minutes later, Kobayashi Fumihiko watched in surprise as Su Yuncheng entered a building.
"The Municipal Affairs Bureau? What's he doing here?"
Kobayashi Fumihiko stood at a distance. He hadn't expected that Su Yuncheng was going to the Municipal Council, the agency that managed the French Concession, where many French people worked.
The French are proud and won't give him any face.
Kobayashi Fumihiko did not go in. He did not have a suitable reason, and forcing his way in might expose his identity and alert Su Yuncheng.
"Hello, I'm looking for Director René Durand."
Su Yuncheng entered the Public Works Bureau office building and politely greeted the people inside.
Do you have an appointment?
"Yes, just say Su Yuncheng is here."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
René Durand, 42, was a director of the French Concession Municipal Council, in charge of the Education Committee, and a typical Frenchman.
When the newspaper was being established, Muto Tomohiro introduced Su Yuncheng to someone, and the two became acquainted.
Su Yuncheng can get along with anyone if he wants, and Dillon has a very good impression of him.
Dillon liked Su Yuncheng even more after discovering his exceptional talent for foreign languages.
Su Yuncheng studied German and English during his university years and can freely read German and English newspapers.
Dylan suggested that Su Yuncheng learn French, and that he could come to him anytime if he had any questions.
After only six months of self-studying French, Su Yuncheng is already able to communicate fluently with Dürren in French.
"Mr. Su, please."
Before long, someone led Su Yuncheng to an office.
The office was nice and luxurious. Dillon, a man with a big beard, greeted Su Yuncheng with a warm hug.
"Su, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Su Yuncheng was quite uncomfortable with the French concept of romance, and after breaking free, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Durand, I've been learning French recently, and I have a question about the imperative conjugation of 'pouvoir'..."
"Good, you're a studious young man, I like that. This word has indeed stumped many beginners..."
Dillon smiled and nodded, earnestly helping Su Yuncheng resolve his doubts.
Half an hour later, Su Yuncheng left the Public Works Bureau, and Kobayashi Fumihiko, who had been watching from a distance, immediately followed him.
Su Yuncheng noticed again that this time there was a hint of doubt in his expression.
It seems this Japanese agent was unaware of his relationship with Durand; their investigation was not thorough.
Not far away, Su Yuncheng entered a bookstore.
This is a bookstore run by French people, selling books in various languages. Chinese books go without saying, but they also have French, English, German, and even Russian, Italian, and other languages.
Among foreign language books, French books are the most numerous.
Su Yuncheng picked up a French textbook and slowly flipped through it.
Duran said he was making rapid progress and could learn more advanced French books on his own, so he recommended this one to him.
Dylan also had a great use, so he had to buy this book. It wasn't cheap, and Su Yuncheng paid four silver dollars.
Kobayashi Fumihiko stood at a distance, observing Su Yuncheng's every move inside the bookstore.
Su Yuncheng glanced out of the corner of his eye at the outside of the shop.
Avenue Joffre was one of the most bustling areas in the French Concession, and it was a place where trams passed through.
French trams frequently cause accidents and injuries.
The people tracking him must die; this will disrupt the Special Higher Police's plans.
Su Yuncheng has a way to cover for Huang Chuanming.
Grandpa said that you don't have to do the killing yourself; directly killing someone is the lowest level of assassin.
Direct murder leaves no trace.
Those who are more skillful will use various tools, such as poisoning, setting traps, ambushes, and so on.
True top assassins kill silently, without needing weapons; anything can become their deadly weapon, even a pen or a leaf.
If the plan is perfect, one can kill without even showing one's face.
Grandpa Su Yuncheng possessed many abilities, but there were not many skills that Su Yuncheng was truly required to learn, and this was one of them.
After reading for a few minutes, Su Yuncheng had already observed the outside environment.
To the west of the bookstore is a crossroads of five roads, which was also the place with the highest tram accident rate in the French Concession.
On the way here, Su Yuncheng made a plan.
Buying books at a bookstore is part of perfecting a plan.
The tram will become an auxiliary tool for Su Yuncheng to commit murder.
The tram drivers were all French. Su Yuncheng knew them; most of them were old-fashioned and looked down on people.
Tram accidents occurred frequently in the Shanghai International Settlement, resulting in numerous deaths each year. These foreigners did not value Chinese lives at all, simply paying twenty or thirty silver dollars to settle the matter if someone died.
The newspaper Shenbao once published an article criticizing French trams, calling them "killer iron dragons."
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