Spy War: My Cheat Code is a Rat

"Mr. Adrian, I currently have 3000 jin of grain, mostly rice and flour, and there should be more to come."

Without much small talk, the two began discussing the food supplies. Liu Jie remained silent, standing to the side, while Lu Chen translated for them.

"Yes, Mr. Huang, based on the current grain price, it's 2 yuan per jin. Flour is cheaper, but grain is scarce now, so let's make the prices the same, Mr. Huang. What do you think?"

A few French desserts and a cup of strong coffee were placed in front of Adrian, as were Huang Dayong and Lu Chen.

After translating this long and difficult sentence, Lu Chen felt thirsty and took a sip of coffee.

"It's so bitter."

Lu Chen secretly complained that the coffee and tea tasted almost the same, and he couldn't get used to it.

"Mr. Adrian, I am very satisfied with this price. Let's do the deal here tomorrow. It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Huang Dayong glanced at Lu Chen, who was suffering from the awful coffee, then looked at Adrian in front of him, stood up and shook hands with him.

Lu Chen quickly stood up, translated Huang Dayong's words, and shook hands with Adrian.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Huang Dayong led Lu Chen and Liu Jie out of the restaurant.

"Xiao Jie, go back and make arrangements. Tell a few people to come find me, preferably young and strong."

Once in the car, Huang Dayong spoke to Liu Jie, who was driving.

Liu Jie agreed, but Lu Chen didn't say anything and looked out the window.

Having just completed the transaction, Huang Dayong was in a good mood, leaning back in his seat and whistling.

food.

Lu Chen never expected that Huang Dayong's business with the French was trading grain.

There's fighting going on at the front lines, and this batch of food is most likely logistical supplies for the front. If Huang Dayong really sells it to the French, the consequences are obvious, and Lu Chen knows how serious they will be.

"How can I sabotage Huang Dayong's business deal with the French?"

Lu Chen stared out the window, completely at a loss for what to do.

They could also rely on rats to move the grain, but they didn't know where Huang Dayong had put it.

Most importantly, Lu Chen didn't want to rely on rats. After all, they were still rats, and they carried a lot of bacteria. If they came into direct contact with the food, how could the soldiers eat it?

We need to come up with a foolproof plan.

Lu Chen frowned. Anyway, Huang Dayong wouldn't make the deal with Adrian until tomorrow, so there was still time.

He hired some drivers to transport the remaining thousand bottles of morphine to the French Concession. Now all he needed to do was find Ka Jingzhou and ask him to pull some strings to get the morphine in.

"Brother Huang, I'll come to the military police station again tomorrow. I'll be going now."

Upon arriving at the military police headquarters, Lu Chen greeted Huang Dayong, saying that he was leaving.

"Alright, Brother Lu, you go ahead, but come early tomorrow."

Huang Dayong didn't care, after all, he was used to Lu Chen not coming to the military police station and getting paid for nothing.

Lu Chen's confidence stemmed from his fluency in Japanese and French. Huang Dayong wanted to use him, and as long as he was obedient, he would let him go.

"Xiao Jie, why don't you go with Brother Lu too? You never know when he might need your help."

Huang Dayong was very happy and even asked Liu Jie to drive his Lincoln to follow Lu Chen.

Lu Chen did not refuse. After getting into the car, he asked Liu Jie to drive towards the French Concession.

"Brother Chen, where are we going?"

Liu Jie drove his car to the most bustling area of ​​the French Concession. Looking at the scene around him, which seemed like a journey through time, he couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.

"Xiao Jie, stop in front of that house up ahead. Wait outside."

Lu Chen did not give a direct answer, and got out of the car after stopping it.

He knocked on the door, and Camille's mother opened it.

"Ma'am, is Mr. Ka Jingzhou home?"

Lu Chen bowed politely and asked if Ka Jingzhou was home.

"Yes, please come in."

Camille's mother smiled when she saw it was this young man again and invited Lu Chen in.

As Lu Chen entered the living room, he saw Ka Jingzhou sitting on the sofa, holding a book and reading. When Lu Chen sat down next to him, he put down the book.

"Thanks."

Lu Chen thanked Camille's mother for bringing him pastries and tea, and only after she left did he look at Ka Jingzhou and speak.

"Sir, I've gotten the morphine. It's right at the entrance to the French Concession, but this morphine isn't anything special. Getting into the French Concession might be..."

After saying that, Lu Chen didn't speak again, but looked at Ka Jingzhou, waiting for his answer.

Ka Jingzhou took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his glasses. He picked up a piece of paper and a pen from the table, wrote a few lines, then picked up a red stamp and stamped it hard before looking at Lu Chen and speaking.

"Show this to the guards, and they'll let you in."

After handing the paper to Lu Chen and saying those words, he continued reading his book as if he had done something insignificant.

Lu Chen picked up the paper and began to read it. It was in French, and the paper made him feel like he was reading a famous French novel. The stamp in the lower right corner was also in French, which Lu Chen recognized.

"Sino-French Academy"

The stamp is red and has four simple characters on it.

Lu Chen thanked him, and seeing that Ka Jingzhou still didn't say anything, he took the paper and walked out the door.

"Xiao Jie, go to the entrance of the French Concession."

Once in the car, Liu Jie waited inside. Lu Chen then told him to go to the entrance of the French Concession.

"Okay, Brother Chen."

Liu Jie agreed and started the car, driving towards the entrance of the French Concession.

Looking at the crowd outside the window, Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh. A strong country makes all the difference. Right now, the Chinese-controlled area is engulfed in war, but the French Concession is still so safe. People don't have to worry at all.

"Xiao Jie, what do you think of Huang Dayong?"

In the car, Lu Chen suddenly looked at Liu Jie and spoke. Liu Jie glanced at him and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"Director Huang? Isn't he a traitor?"

Liu Jie’s words, spoken in a nonchalant tone, were quite sarcastic.

Lu Chen smiled silently, touched the inside pocket of his coat, felt something furry, and finally took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and gave one to Liu Jie.

He bought this from the Chinese convenience store next door when he left home this morning.

"call."

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Lu Chen was not surprised at all by Liu Jie's words; he felt that he had thoroughly understood Liu Jie's personality.

This guy is a pure江湖人士 (jianghu person, a person of the martial arts world), much like the heroes in those comic books. He looks down on people like Huang Dayong who betrayed the country, but he also has a strong sense of patriotism.

"Okay, let's stop here."

Liu Jie parked the car at the entrance to the French Concession without driving it out. Lu Chen got out of the car and walked up to the guards.

"Brother, we meet again. Do me a favor."

Lu Chen approached the French army captain, took out the paper that Ka Jingzhou had given him, and handed it to him.

"Oh, brother, it's only been a short time, and your French is really good."

When the captain of the French army heard Lu Chen speak fluent French, and considering the amount of French currency Lu Chen had given him before, his goodwill towards Lu Chen increased significantly.

"No problem, it's nothing."

After reading the contents of the paper and the red seal, the captain of the magic soldiers waved his hand and immediately told Lu Chen to bring his men in.

"Come in, put your things here."

Lu Chen waved his hand, calling over the five laborers waiting there, and told them to put the wooden crates containing morphine on the ground. There were ten crates in total, and each person was to carry two.

Finally, after settling their wages, they were allowed to leave.

"Brother, thank you so much."

Although he had received Ka Jingzhou's letter, Lu Chen felt that he would definitely do many more things like this in the future, so he took out a small stack of legal tender and handed it to the captain of the legal soldiers.

"Oh my god, I swear, man, you treat me better than my own brother."

The captain of the magic soldiers, his eyes shining, took the magic coins from Lu Chen's hand and stuffed them into his pocket, then looked at Lu Chen again and spoke.

"Hey bro, my name's Lucas, what's yours?"

The Chinese man in front of me was generous and had connections with the principal of the Sino-French Academy. The Sino-French Academy was considered a high-end institution in the French Concession, and its principal would undoubtedly have some connection with the upper echelons of the French Concession.

Lucas felt it necessary to befriend the young man in front of him. Being acquainted with the principal of the Sino-French Academy meant that he was of a higher status than Lucas, who was just a squad leader.

"My name is Lu Chen."

After Lu Chen and Lucas introduced themselves to each other, Lu Chen asked Liu Jie to load the wooden crates onto the car.

"Okay, brother. From now on, you can enter the French Concession freely without being searched or questioned."

Lucas immediately suggested that after the sinking, he could conveniently enter and exit the French Concession without having to be searched like others.

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, a pleasant surprise indeed. However, when he saw the paper in Lucas's hand, he understood what was going on.

This person probably thinks he has some status and wants to build a good relationship with me.

Having figured this out, Lu Chen nodded, got into the car, and had Liu Jie start the car and leave.