Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Just as Xu San guessed, Chu Dazhuang is the underground intelligence agent of the Magic City. He has been working as a laborer at the port to collect intelligence.

After all, the port is a place where all kinds of people gather and various forces are intertwined, making it a good place to obtain intelligence.

For example, today he got this clue about a large amount of gold.

In addition, Xu San guessed wrong about Gu Xiaoman's relationship.

The identities of secret intelligence workers such as intelligence agents and spies are kept secret, and of course the fewer people who know their identities the better. So, the meeting between the two people today was purely accidental.

Moreover, even if two people know each other, they will not exchange information casually.

That line, that line, is that even if we know that the other party is one of us, we will not easily exchange information with each other.

After Xu San took Gu Xiaoman away, Chu Dazhuang quickly finished his noodles, paid the bill and left with the three coolies.

The intelligence obtained today must be sent out quickly.

Gold! That was more than a dozen boxes of gold!
Such important information must be transmitted in a timely manner, otherwise if it is delayed for too long, the transfer of these gold will be a huge loss to the entire China.

It is already past twelve o'clock. Although the Magic City is nicknamed the city that never sleeps, there are few people on the streets at this time.

The weather was still very cold. Chu Dazhuang kicked his feet and kept speeding up, thinking about getting back to the dock as soon as possible to deliver the information.

In fact, he could also find an excuse to slip away like Xu San and then send the information out.

But he didn't do that.

Because Xu San had already slipped away in advance, if he found another excuse to slip away, it might arouse the suspicion of the other two coolies.

After all, the four of them had just come into contact with a large amount of gold. If they left the team at this time, it would inevitably make people think too much. "Da Zhuang, slow down!" Lao Cui, a coolie who was familiar with Chu Da Zhuang, called out to Chu Da Zhuang.

Chu Dazhuang stopped and waited for him to catch up.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Lao Cui said, panting, with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"It's already past twelve o'clock, we have to leave quickly!" Chu Dazhuang shrank his arms and whispered, "We have a lot of money on us, what should we do if we encounter robbery?"

"What are you afraid of? There are three of us here. If anyone dares to rob us, we will fight him to the death." Lao Cui said with his eyes wide open. He had just drunk quite a bit of wine, and the breeze had made him drunk. He became a little careless and didn't know his place.

Chu Dazhuang shook his head. "Go home early and have a good sleep. You still have work to do tomorrow morning. What's the matter? You don't want to do the work tomorrow?"

"If you don't want to do it, then don't do it!" Lao Cui shouted loudly, "I made a lot of money today, so it doesn't matter if I don't do it tomorrow!"

"Keep your voice down!" Another coolie named Bian Tan reminded him at this time, "Don't show off your wealth!"

"No!" Lao Cui burped, shook his head, and felt that what Biantan said made some sense.

"Also, Da Zhuang, you walk too fast." Bian Tan also complained to Chu Da Zhuang.

"I just want to hurry up." Chu Dazhuang shrank his arms and replied, thinking to himself that he was indeed in a hurry just now. The speed he walked at just now was indeed quite conspicuous in this quiet street late at night.

The rapid pace just now actually attracted the attention of the police.

Just as they were talking, a flashlight beam shone from a distance, accompanied by a loud shout.
"Stop! What are you doing!" (End of this chapter)