The warehouse that Hans planned to build was within the concession area, probably because the owner of the warehouse was British, so the 12 guards guarding the warehouse were all Indians with their heads tied around their heads. Indians may be the laziest people in the world except black Africans, and the same is true for the 12 Indians guarding the warehouse. It was approaching lunch time, and the four Indian guards who were supposed to change shifts for dinner had already gathered in a corner of the warehouse early because there was chicken in today's lunch.
There are many such troubled Indian patrols in the patrol room of the Shanghai Concession. On the surface, they appear to be of a higher rank than the Chinese patrols, but in fact, if the British masters help these Indians in Shanghai, they may be lower than the street patrols. The beggar above was slightly better. The aroma of the food had already made the four Indian guards forget everything, and they did not even notice that someone climbed into the warehouse through the skylight of the warehouse.
Tang Cheng, who activated his light body skill, was already crouching on the roof of the warehouse before lunch. He had been waiting for the four guards guarding the warehouse to gather around for lunch. Tang Cheng on the roof then entered the warehouse through the skylight. . Such a large batch of drugs was hoarded in the concession. Tang Cheng had never heard any news about it from the black market, so before starting the operation, he had to confirm with his own eyes whether there was the batch of drugs Hans mentioned in the warehouse.
Tang Cheng activated his light body skill and slid silently into the warehouse along the rope. In just half a cigarette, Tang Cheng found the batch of medicines that Hans mentioned in the northwest corner of the warehouse, and The number of medicines was far more than what Hans told him. There were only four Indian guards in the huge warehouse. Tang Cheng quickly eliminated the four Indian guards guarding the warehouse without any effort. Tang Cheng, who opened the warehouse door and sent out the signal, was not overly happy.
I originally thought that this would be a difficult place, but Tangcheng never expected that this was not so much a sneak attack as a game that ended in an anticlimax. Hans's men saw the signal from Tangcheng and immediately started the trucks. A few minutes later, three trucks drove into the warehouse one after another. "Load the truck immediately. After loading, leave one truck first. Go back and tell your boss that the quantity of medicines is not what we expected. You may need to come again."
Seeing the densely stacked boxes under the oilcloth, Hans and his men cheered in unison. The most valuable and easiest-to-sell goods in the black market now, besides tobacco, soil and ammunition, are medicines. If this pile of boxes contained medicine, the quantity would be huge. This is a good thing worth a lot of money! Tang Cheng did not help them load the car together. Instead, while others were busy, he carried a crowbar alone and kept opening boxes in the warehouse to check the contents.
The first truck that was about to leave was quickly loaded. Tangcheng also inspected the warehouse. Apart from the batch of medicines, there was actually a batch of bullets stored in this warehouse. Tang Cheng grabbed a handful of bullets from the box and handed them to the driver of the first truck, "Go back and tell your boss that there are at least a hundred boxes of bullets of this caliber in the warehouse. Go back and ask him if he wants these bullets! "Tang Cheng thought simply. Since everyone has come in, it's best to move out if they like anything.
Before the next wave of Indian guards came to change shifts, Tangcheng and the others transported all the medicines and bullets stored in the warehouse and returned to Hans's restaurant. Hans, with a red face, was settling accounts with his head down. "Don, we've made a fortune this time! You don't know that those bullets were sold by me before they were shipped back to my warehouse. And let me tell you, the other party still gave me gold bars, which are yours That share."
Tang Cheng looked at it with some pain and pushed a wooden box to Tang Cheng. The latter took the box and opened it, and found that the box contained a whole box of gold bars. It looked like there were about thirty gold bars. "If I had known that the Indians in that warehouse were so easy to deal with, I would have done it myself. Now I have to give you a share. It's so uneconomical!" Hans's words finally made Tang Cheng understand. Where did that painful look on his face come from? "Tang, since we are working well together, how about we do it again?"
Seeing Tang Cheng accept the box of gold bars with an expressionless expression, Hans suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice to Tang Cheng, and whispered mysteriously. Hearing this, Tang Cheng rolled his eyes at Hans, "I'm not a professional robber. If something like this happens again in the future, you'd better go find a professional robber for help! If it weren't for the medicine this time, I wouldn't bother to talk to you!" Tang Cheng's answer disappointed Hans. According to his idea, he originally wanted to persuade Tang Cheng to continue to join forces to take away a secret warehouse in the American concession.
"Those medicines, please hurry up and send someone to count the quantity. I don't need any money for my share. I just want the medicines." Tang Cheng simply rejected Hans's lobbying. As he spoke, he took out a legal currency from his pocket. . In front of Hans, Tang Cheng tore the legal currency in his hand into two halves, and then handed half of the legal currency to Hans. "No matter who comes to you to get my share of the medicine, they will only recognize this certificate. You heard what I said clearly, no matter who the other party is, as long as they can match this legal currency, you will give them my share of the medicine. .”
Tang Cheng had already planned to leave Shanghai, but the matter of medicines would not be over in a day or two. So before leaving, Tang Cheng used half a legal currency to leave a voucher for Hans. He only recognized the voucher but not the person, and Tang Cheng avoided the possibility of exposing himself. Hans didn't know that Tang Cheng was already planning to leave Shanghai. He looked carefully at the half of the French currency in his hand, and Hans nodded in agreement with Tang Cheng. "Tang, you'd better think carefully. Your share of medicines can be worth a lot of money."
Tang Cheng knew that Hans's reminder was out of good intentions, but he still shook his head slightly. Tang Cheng had many ways to make money, but he had no intention of selling this batch of medicines for money. Even if the Shanghai station that receives this batch of medicines has no way to transport the medicines out, Tang Cheng's intention has been considered. As for the other things, Tang Cheng does not need to worry about it. Moreover, Tang Cheng believed in the ability of the military commander. As long as the Shanghai Station received this batch of drugs, the military commander headquarters should be able to find out that this batch of drugs was related to him.
The other half of the legal currency that Tang Cheng kept was what he was going to give to Shanghai Station. The envelope sent to Datong Tea House contained the time and place of the meeting. As long as the people from Shanghai Station showed up at the meeting place on time, the Tang Cheng kept this Half of the legal currency will belong to Shanghai Station. Time passed quickly. After the operation, Tangcheng returned to the restaurant. At Hans's invitation, he had a delicious meal before saying goodbye and leaving. When he walked out of the restaurant, Tang Cheng suddenly realized that it was raining outside again.
I don’t know why, but during the time Tang Cheng came to Shanghai, it always rained in Shanghai. Just counting on his fingers, Tang Cheng found that it had rained four times during this period. Holding the oil-paper umbrella that Hans gave him for free, the carefree Tang Cheng walked slowly and slowly towards the hotel where he was staying, following the flow of people. The rain was not heavy this time, so I was in a good mood in Tangcheng, and I was also in a good mood to look at the street windows of roadside shops from time to time. When passing by a shoe store, Tang Cheng suddenly stopped. He saw a pair of good shoes in the window of the shoe store.
The owner of the shoe store is an old British man. Maybe he has been in Shanghai for a long time, and he does not have the arrogance inherent in the British. When he learned that the shoes in this shoe store were all handmade, Tang Cheng expressed great interest when he walked into the shoe store. Then, on the recommendation of the shoe store owner, Tang Cheng bought four pairs of leather shoes and Two pairs of short boots. A big customer can buy four pairs of leather shoes and two pairs of short boots in one go. After learning that Tang Cheng bought the short boots for hunting in the mountains, the owner of the shoe store took out one from the back hall of the shoe store with great interest. It is said to be handmade****.
Tang Cheng didn't know much about the weapons that Europeans loved, but looking at the exquisite patterns on this shotgun, Tang Cheng felt that this shotgun was not cheap. Sure enough, the shoe store owner finally told Tang Cheng an unexpected price, and it was a price that Tang Cheng would never accept. With the money that can buy several machine guns, to buy such a toy that can only be used for hunting, Tang Cheng really can't imagine what Europeans have in mind.
Just out of habit, Tang Cheng suddenly used the Insight Technique on the shoe store owner, but the results of the Insight Technique surprised Tang Cheng. If Tang Cheng hadn't had a strong psychological quality, he might have screamed on the spot that an ordinary-looking shoe store owner was actually the head of the British intelligence department in Shanghai. No matter who encountered this matter, he might It seems impossible. But this impossible thing happened to Tangcheng, and this shoe store was on the same street as Hans' restaurant.
Could it be that the old British man in front of me was here for Hans? Otherwise, how could the shoe store be on the same street as Hans' restaurant? Tang Cheng thought quickly in his head. Tang Cheng, who did not choose to have a fit on the spot, quickly ended his chat with the shoe store owner, then rejected the other person's offer of door-to-door delivery and left the shoe store carrying the bundled shoe boxes. Tang Cheng walked out of the shoe store without any hesitation and returned to Hans' restaurant along the way he came. However, out of caution, Tang Cheng took the back door of the restaurant.
Seeing Tang Cheng leave and come back, Hans thought that Tang Cheng had changed his previous decision, but he didn't want Tang Cheng to come back to bring him bad news. "Hans, do you know that shoe store at the end of the street?" Tang Cheng went straight to the point and asked Hans about the shoe store at the end of the street. Seeing that Tang Cheng's expression and tone didn't look like he was joking, Hans finally realized that the problem might lie with the shoe store at the end of the street.
