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Currently, the distance from the car to the alley is 200 meters after the corner.

So this location is relatively safe.

Even if you had someone guarding the area under the Shikumen gate, you wouldn't be able to spot them.

Moreover, the streets are now filled with People's Liberation Army patrols, and countless soldiers march past in formation every day.

Even if you actually see them on the roadside, you can't be sure who they're targeting.

There are too many spies lurking in Shanghai these days. Who knows, the agent from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics might be living next door to someone from the Bureau of Communications.

If they were to flee rashly, it would only arouse suspicion.

Tian Guorong took out a cigarette and handed one out.

He asked, "Are you sure it's Jin Qianzi? How did you find him?"

The bald man leaned against the car window and lit a cigarette.

He laughed nonchalantly, "Hehe, isn't this just a coincidence?"

This morning, I had just finished working at the casino and was sitting in an alleyway eating wontons.

Then we saw Jin Qianzi carrying a food box big enough for six or seven people, hurrying into number 58.

Although we can only see his profile, there's no doubt about the large mole on his right cheek.

When he was in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, he often asked me to find out about the situation of various departments for him.

In the entire city of Shanghai, there are definitely no more than five people who happen to have a large mole on their right cheek.

If I can admit my mistakes like this, I'll quit the martial arts world and become a monk!

The bald man confidently asserted that he would never mistake someone for someone else.

It's said to be based on a detailed account, and it does seem to have some credibility.

After all, when it comes to gathering information, these low-level thugs are really something else.

Therefore, during the War of Resistance against Japan, both the Military Intelligence Bureau and the underground Communist Party, including the Wang Jingwei regime's 76th Division, developed informants within the gangs.

These people each have their own expertise and provide a lot of useful information.

Over the years, the bald man has provided Tian Guorong with a great deal of intelligence.

After saying that, he took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

He slapped his bald head and complained angrily.

"That grandson of Jin Qianzi asked me yesterday to help him find someone to help him with his money."

I helped him with the matter, but he hasn't paid me back yet.

"Pah! Those secret service agents are utter scoundrels!"

Clearly, besides delivering a message for his elder brother, there was also a personal grudge at play.

Helping someone with a favor and then not paying them is really despicable.

The silver man he mentioned was just like a scalper who resells goods.

However, what the silversmiths were reselling were silver dollars.

Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He poked his head out and asked, "Hey bald guy, do you know why Jin Qianzi is looking for Yin Ren?"

When asked, he even took out a pack of unopened Marlboro cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over.

When I came here, I brought two packs of cigarettes with me in my backpack.

It's about considering interpersonal relationships; having a cigarette in hand can also help build rapport.

Although I don’t want to mention it, I can’t deny that foreign goods are popular in this era!

The reason for choosing this cigarette is its unique taste.

It has a strong smell of swill, making it very recognizable!

Chen Huai'an laughed and said, "Hey buddy, wanna have a pack?"

The bald man raised an eyebrow, accepted the cigarette without any hesitation, and laughed, "Oh, it really is an American product!"

He quickly finished his "Old Knife" cigarette in a few puffs, then tore open the exquisite hard-shell packaging and took out another one.

He squinted his eyes, a look of ecstasy on his face.

Regardless of the taste, the price difference between the two cigarettes is undeniable.

It's like the difference between a 5-yuan pack of Hongmei cigarettes and Huazi cigarettes.

Sure enough, you can't be too soft-hearted to accept favors.

The bald man took the cigarette and offered an explanation.

"According to what I've heard, those capitalists are plotting something big recently."

They say... they want to drive the RMB out of Shanghai!

It cost a lot of money and they hired more than two thousand silversmiths.

They were scattered throughout the streets and alleys, specializing in buying silver dollars.

The bank's exchange rate was 100 RMB to one silver dollar.

These silversmiths offered to buy one silver dollar for 200 RMB.

Doesn't that sound like it's twice as expensive as a bank?

But other people want to buy silver coins from them... and one silver coin costs 720 RMB!

Those bastards are truly wicked!

Tian Guorong's expression changed drastically in an instant. He said in surprise, "If they keep doing this, won't the RMB collapse soon? Do they even have that many silver dollars?"

Although he was an underground member of the Communist Party, he still had some knowledge of finance.

Moreover, having two thousand silversmiths reselling silver coins outside was tantamount to advertising that the new currency was about to become obsolete.

This would cause panic among the public, leading to a faster depreciation of value.

Following the original trajectory, the bank immediately transported 100,000 silver dollars to deal with the situation.

The result was a drop in the ocean, and the bank faced a run on the bank that very day.

This situation has exacerbated the panic among the people.

The value of the RMB has also plummeted like a waterfall.

If effective measures are not taken, it will suffer the same fate as the gold yuan.

And the capitalists in those financial buildings and stock exchanges will make a fortune from this feast!

Of course, this is on the premise that there are enough silver dollars in the financial building.

"They have it!" Chen Huai'an's expression remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

He had already collected information about this silver dollar war and had submitted it to Beiping two months prior.

It is likely that the central government has a countermeasure.

So far, unlike the original trajectory, they haven't taken out 100,000 silver dollars to save the market.

It seems they are brewing a bigger plan to wipe out these capitalists in one fell swoop and give them a good beating!

We must win this battle and firmly establish the RMB as the sole legal tender!

The required documents have been delivered.

The rest will naturally be handled by professionals.

What they need to do now is catch the spies.

However, the fact that Jin Qianzi was also involved indicates that the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was also involved.

It's unclear whether they're secretly fueling the fire or simply trying to get a piece of the pie.

It's not uncommon for the secret service and capitalists to collude to make money.

Before liberation, the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics even colluded with gangsters to sell opium!

The bald man asked with great interest, "Brother Rong, are we still making arrests? If so, I'll lead the way!"

Tian Guorong frowned and shook his head, saying, "The alleyway is a complex place, perfect for hiding! If we rush in, we might be spotted by the sentries before we even arrive."

As an underground party member, I knew all too well the characteristics of alleyways.

The flow of people is complex, making it easy to hide.

By simply placing one person on the rooftop, they can monitor the entire alley from a high vantage point.

They would be spotted and alerted by the agents as soon as they entered.

Then, using the complex terrain of the alleyways, they quickly escaped.

The underground Communist Party used to love using the alleyways, but now that has become a problem.

Therefore, it is necessary to confirm before taking action whether the other party has arranged hidden sentries on the sun terrace.

With a firm gaze, Tian Guorong gave an order to the driver beside him.

"I'll go in first to scout the situation. If I hear gunfire, you... lock the car doors. Absolutely no one is allowed to get out!"

Chen Huai'an: "...Thank you so much!"