Genius Agent

Chapter 53 Confirming Identity

Su Yuncheng did not return to the newspaper, but went to Muto Tomohiro's side.

Muto Tomohiro won't be in Shanghai for long this time. As for the newspaper's affairs, he didn't ask much and left it to Su Yuncheng to handle.

At least for now, Tomoo Muto still trusts Su Yuncheng a lot.

This trust is very important to Su Yuncheng, especially after he learned about the future history. With Muto Tomohiro backing him up, it will be much easier for him to do things in the future.

"Yuncheng, you did a great job this time. This is a reward for you."

Muto Tomohiro smiled and said to Su Yuncheng that the reward he gave was money, and the amount was indeed quite large, a full three hundred silver dollars.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Su Yuncheng didn't stand on ceremony. He did need money right now, and three hundred silver dollars was neither too much nor too little; at least it gave him a little more capital.

"You need to maintain a good relationship with Dulang; he'll be very useful to us in the future."

"You should also keep an eye on Dubois's situation; the Education Committee is equally important."

Muto Tomohiro slowly gave his instructions, while Su Yuncheng nodded repeatedly. Muto Tomohiro would be heading to Nanjing in two days.

Now that he's in China, Tomoo Muto won't just do this one thing; this time, he's going to the Nanjing Embassy.

After finishing his business in Nanjing, he was going back to Japan and would return later.

He never worried about money; having a powerful father-in-law was a huge help to him.

Tomoo Muto's father-in-law was a smart man who knew how to invest.

Having money without power is not enough; you can't keep your wealth.

Tomoo Muto is his son-in-law, and he has never been stingy with his investments in his son-in-law.

As long as it's a legitimate need, we'll give you as much as you ask for.

With a son to inherit the family business and a son-in-law like Tomoo Muto, the family's stability will be further enhanced.

That evening, Su Yuncheng went to the general manager's office and delivered the money.

The chairman had always thought highly of Dylan, at least Dylan's presence in office would not cause him too much trouble. With the police force handed over to Dylan, the security of the French Concession would be improved in the future.

He looks good too.

It could be said that Martin had already thought of Dylan when he left.

With mutual affection and even financial support, the CEO readily agreed.

As for Dubois, he is also a veteran of the Municipal Council, so there shouldn't be any problem for him to take over the Education Committee.

The next morning, at Nanjing Railway Station.

"Director."

Secretary Qi escorted them onto the train, accompanied by twelve skilled bodyguards who were going to Shanghai.

We don't need too many people; they're not going on some secret mission.

As long as I can protect them, that's enough.

At the newspaper office, around noon, Su Yuncheng heard a familiar flute sound.

This is what You Tiao played. Su Yuncheng told him that after finding out, he shouldn't come directly to the newspaper office to find him. Instead, he should play the flute near the newspaper office, and Su Yuncheng would come out.

"Brother Yuncheng."

Sure enough, Su Yuncheng found You Tiao outside. Upon seeing Su Yuncheng You Tiao, he immediately sent the children away.

He was playing the flute, which attracted several children who have been listening nearby.

"Go talk about it somewhere else."

After taking the fried dough sticks to a secluded spot, the fried dough sticks immediately spoke.

"That Xiao Wei went to the Luowei Hotel a year ago, and the person who introduced him was..."

You Tiao immediately said that Xiao Wei was introduced and guaranteed by a Japanese businessman in the French Concession, which led to his entry into the Lo Wei Hotel.

Not many people know about this, and Su Yuncheng doesn't know where Youtiao got the information from.

According to the Japanese businessman, there is a 90% chance that he is a Japanese spy.

"I asked the Japanese side, and they said that six Japanese left the Special Higher Police a year ago, and no one has seen them since. This coincides with the time when Xiao Wei went to the Lowell Hotel."

The words of the fried dough stick made Su Yuncheng look at him immediately.

"You went to the Japanese quarter?"

"No, there's no need to go. There are so many Japanese ronin; I can easily find out the answer for you by asking a few of them."

Youtiao chuckled and shook his head. He hadn't even gone to the Japanese quarter himself, yet he had still managed to ask this crucial question.

"How did you get him to ask that?"

Su Yuncheng asked directly, and You Tiao replied nonchalantly, "That's easy. If it were a Japanese spy, they would have definitely been among the Japanese a year ago."

"Japan only has a few intelligence agencies. With the money you gave me, I found three Japanese ronin and told them that I had lost contact with a friend a year ago, and asked them to help me find out about him. I described Xiao Wei to them."

"The three people went to three different places. Someone from the Special Higher Police had left a year ago, and the other one perfectly matched Xiao Wei's characteristics."

"Ronin, you can just ask him directly?" Su Yuncheng looked directly at him; he knew the Japanese better than youtiao.

"Asking them directly wouldn't work, so I told them to go drink with the patrol team and get the information out of them."

Patrol team?

Su Yuncheng narrowed his eyes. The Japanese patrol team consisted of low-ranking soldiers whose pay was far less than that of officers.

Most of them came from ordinary backgrounds, and since they patrolled Japanese-occupied areas every day, they certainly knew a lot.

The lives of Japanese ronin were actually very hard. They were unwilling to do manual labor and considered themselves samurai. If you gave them some money, they would do anything.

"I told the ronin to tell the patrolling soldiers that he was looking for his brother, who was in the Special Higher Police and had lost contact with him. He was worried and that's why he went to inquire about him."

"Don't worry, Brother Yuncheng, it's alright. Even if the Special Higher Police find out, they can only find that ronin, not me."

You Tiao replied with a grin, and Su Yuncheng already understood what method he had used.

The method used by the fried dough sticks was reverse reasoning. Since Xiao Wei went to the Luowei Hotel a year ago, they only asked about things that happened a year ago.

Three ronin asked the soldiers who had patrolled near the three intelligence agencies a year ago, and claimed that Xiao Wei was their brother.

In fact, Xiao Wei didn't recognize either the fried dough sticks or these wanderers.

The Special Higher Police (SPD) is small, so the patrol teams don't need to go inside, and they know them quite well.

The patrol team passes by their area every day and knows what's going on inside.

It's not an internal secret; it can't be hidden from the patrol team.

The police officers in the French Concession were the same; they were all shrewd and capable.

The police know exactly how many businesses are on each street, their identities, who lives in their homes, and even their approximate daily profits, including larger businesses.

Since the patrol team had seen Xiao Wei in the Special Higher Police, the timing and his identity matched perfectly, and he was another Special Higher Police agent.

They really are everywhere.

"Brother Yuncheng, this is the remaining money. We spent quite a bit this time."

As he spoke, You Tiao felt a pang of regret; Su Yuncheng had given him fifty silver dollars, so he had spent over thirty of them.

If you don't pay them enough, those ronin won't actually help you. Besides, he pays them in installments, otherwise they might just take the money and run away.

"Keep the rest for now, but be careful not to let anyone find out you're involved in this."

Su Yuncheng replied, while You Tiao nodded slightly: "If I appeared in front of any of those ronin now, they wouldn't recognize me."

The fried dough stick maker has a special skill: he can make scars that are so realistic they're indistinguishable from real ones.

When he was looking for ronin, he had scars on his face, making him look very fierce; this was one of his methods of intimidating others.

"Okay, you can go back now."

Su Yuncheng nodded, confirming Xiao Wei's identity. Su Yuncheng's focus was now on the numbers of those six people.