Tang Cheng wanted to find out what Miyamoto had brought with him when he came to Shanghai, but the cargo yard at Shiliupu Wharf was not so easy to get in and out of. Even if he could disguise himself, or even use a forged high-tech certificate, It is impossible not to leave any traces. During this period of time, the plainclothes agents who had been attacking Tecko in succession in the concession must have triggered a high level of alert on the part of Tekko.
If Miyamoto Jingyi had goods in the cargo yard of Shiliupu Wharf, there would still be people at T&G who knew about it. As long as you leave traces in the dock cargo yard, you will definitely be traced by Tesco. Money is a good thing, but Tang Cheng doesn't want to completely expose himself to the Japanese because of unknown goods in the warehouse. So after thinking about it, Tang Cheng took Ma San to Hans's restaurant. He planned to trick Hans into sending someone to the goods yard to take away the goods.
"Didn't you say yesterday that these big-nosed foreigners can't be trusted? Why did you change your mind just one night?" It was only two blocks away from Hans' restaurant that Ma San recognized that he was going to that restaurant. The route of the foreign restaurant, thinking of what Tang Cheng said to himself after leaving the restaurant yesterday, Ma San now wanted to find out whether what Tang Cheng said at that time was true or false.
"Third brother, even if we know that there are good things in that warehouse, we can't go to the warehouse by ourselves. We can't risk our lives for money!" Before leaving the residence, Tang Cheng had already told the goods list in detail. Ma San. When he learned that the Japanese who was beaten to death by Tang Cheng yesterday actually had a batch of goods stored in the cargo yard of Shiliupu pier, Ma San thought that Tang Cheng was taking him out to the cargo yard of Shiliupu pier. , but unexpectedly, we came to the foreign restaurant from yesterday again.
"Third brother, think about it carefully. If the Japanese set an ambush in the goods yard, wouldn't it be like a meat bun beating a dog if we pass by?" Tang Cheng reminded, Only then did Ma San recall what happened yesterday before Tang Cheng killed someone in the small clinic. Judging from the situation at the time, the street where the hotel was located was indeed ambushed by the Japanese. If the two of them had fallen into each other's trap, maybe it would have been them and Tang Cheng who died yesterday.
"You mean... you want to use the big nose in the restaurant to pick up the goods from the goods yard? Is this possible? What if the Japanese you beat to death yesterday really brought gold to Shanghai, the big nose in the restaurant What if you swallow your nose without giving it to us?" Ma San, who understood Tang Cheng's intention, was a little hesitant. He had only had contact with Hans once. Although he did not see what kind of person Hans was, he also knew that foreigners could not letter.
Tang Cheng didn't care at all about what Ma San was worried about. When Ma San asked, Tang Cheng said in a cold tone. "Then he must dare! I dare to kill Japanese in the concession, and I can also kill big-nosed foreigners like them." Tang Cheng is not fooling Ma San with these words. If Hans really wants to monopolize the goods yard Tang Cheng had designated that the goods inside should not be used. After all, Hans only provided some unconfirmed information, but it was Tang Cheng who was the one who was going through life and death.
A day later, Ma San saw Hans again, in the same office as before, and the three of them were sitting apart as before. As soon as Tang Cheng saw Hans, he went straight to the point. The bill of goods found in the briefcase was now placed on the table in front of Hans. Hans had been looking over and over the list of goods from Tang Cheng for a while. When he learned yesterday that Miyamoto was beaten to death by Tang Cheng outside the small clinic, Hans thought that the matter was over. .
But he never expected that as soon as Miyamoto left the hotel, he would take his briefcase with him and Tang Cheng would snatch it away. "Tang, there is indeed a kind of bearer manifest in the cargo yard of Shiliupu Wharf. However, I heard that most of this kind of bearer manifest is smuggled goods. The Qing Gang also mostly uses this kind of bearer manifest along the smuggling route. It is said that It is to make it easier for the buyer to pick up the goods. I checked this manifest and there was no mark on it, but I don’t know the authenticity of this thing until I confirm the goods.”
There was nothing wrong with what Hans said, but Tang Cheng remained unmoved because he knew that if there was something wrong with the manifest, Hans would not glance at it from the corner of his eye from time to time. From Tang Cheng's point of view, the reason why Hans said this was to bargain with himself. Tang Cheng didn't want Hans to take advantage of the things he had worked hard for, so he curled his lips with a cigarette in his mouth, rolled his eyes at Hans and laughed.
"I don't care about that, I'm just asking you, can you do this? If not, I will find someone else!" Tang Cheng knew that Hans would not let go of this opportunity, so while talking, he stretched out his hand and gestured Get the manifest on the table back. Naturally, Hans couldn't let go of this opportunity. When he saw Tang Cheng reaching out, he grabbed the cargo list in his hand, and his slightly stiff expression instantly softened.
"Tang, we are friends. Since you have come to me, how can I refuse you! Don't worry, I will send someone to the Shiliupu Wharf cargo yard. If there is no problem with this cargo list, the items on the cargo space will be It will definitely not be taken away by others." Hans has been doing black market business in Shanghai for several years. He is an insider in Menqing about things in the goods yard. Since he dared to guarantee it like this, Tang Cheng finally felt relieved. Come.
Hans did what he said, and in front of Tang Cheng and Ma San, he used the phone in the restaurant office to explain to his subordinates, and someone immediately came in and took away the inventory. Seeing that the cargo list was taken away by Hans' people, Ma San was a little worried, but looking at Tang Cheng's appearance, he didn't seem to care. "Don't worry, if there is no problem at the goods yard, the news will be sent back soon." Ma San was not familiar with Hans, so the worry in his heart was real, so Tang Cheng explained a few words with a smile.
Hans's men were not free of charge. Tang Cheng and Ma San didn't wait long in the restaurant's office when a call came in. The person on the other end of the phone was the person who had taken the manifest before. They took the manifest and rushed to the cargo yard at Shiliupu Wharf. They found the cargo space on the manifest without any effort or thought. Hans was also surprised to learn that there were twelve large wooden boxes stored in the cargo space. What kind of goods should be packed with thick pine boards?
"Don't worry about that for now. Let's get the things out of the fire first. Send them directly to warehouse No. 1. We will meet at the warehouse." Hans asked about the size and specifications of those large wooden boxes on the phone. Without thinking at all, he decided to put those ten Both wooden boxes were transported to the secret warehouse in the concession. Hans had more than one secret warehouse in the concession, and Tang Cheng knew about no fewer than three. However, Tang Cheng had never been to the warehouse No. 1 mentioned by Hans' assassin.
After agreeing to meet in Warehouse No. 1, Hans hung up the phone and took Tang Cheng and the two of them out of the restaurant. Originally, Tang Cheng was wondering about the secret place Hans said Warehouse No. 1 should be in. Unexpectedly, Yes, Hans only led them halfway down the street to the left of the restaurant, and then turned into an alley on the street. This is playing in the dark under the light! When Tang Cheng turned into the alley, he didn't forget to turn around and observe the surrounding environment. He found that there was actually only a street wall separating Hans' restaurant here.
Hans' Warehouse No. 1 is in the middle of this alley. It was originally a residential house, but it was renovated by Hans and was only used to store some valuable goods and so-called contraband. After Tang Cheng followed Hans into this house, he found that there was an old foreign couple living here. Hans did not introduce too much. He just said that the old foreign couple was here to hide their eyes from others. Tang Cheng expected that this was The gatekeeper who guards the secret warehouse.
The twelve large wooden boxes taken out from the cargo yard of Shiliupu Wharf were delivered one by one by Hans' men more than an hour later. "You are just moving boxes like this in broad daylight, so you are not afraid of being found out, so you can secretly report to the patrol room?" Tang Cheng thought to himself while looking at the wooden boxes. Compared with the calm expression of Tang Cheng, Ma San was a little anxious. When Tang Cheng was talking to Hans, Ma San was already ready to open one of the boxes.
When Ma San wanted to open the boxes, Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't stop him. Hans also wanted to know what was in these boxes, so he just watched but said nothing. "Ouch!" The first box Ma San opened made Tang Cheng take a breath. Ever since he learned that his mother was in poor health, Tang Cheng had been looking for various tonics to nourish her body. There is ginseng in pharmacies, but that stuff is so expensive that even a pharmacy that is not a small one can only have a few ginseng sticks in stock.
But in the entire wooden box that Ma San opened now, there were dozens of wooden boxes neatly arranged. Each wooden box contained a ginseng that had been dried in the sun and looked to be in good condition. Finding that the box was filled with ginseng, Ma San and Tang Cheng looked at each other secretly, and then nailed the box again with a bored look on their faces. They thought that Hans, with his big nose, might not know about the wonderful uses of ginseng, and maybe he didn't know about this box. The value of ginseng.
The twelve boxes were quickly opened one by one by Ma San, who was carrying a crowbar. It turned out that among the twelve boxes, only three of the smallest boxes contained gold sand and ore samples, and the other boxes only contained medicinal materials and furs. "Damn, why is there only so much gold? These furs and medicinal materials are worthless at all! This damn Miyamoto is a brainless idiot." There was not much gold sand in the three boxes. Hans weighed the gold sand. After the weight, anger showed in his expression.
