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Chapter 1036 Port City
In 1840, when the first smoke-earth war broke out, the former dynasty was defeated and was forced to sign the "Treaty of Jinling", ceding Hong Kong City to Britain, and Hong Kong City has become a British colony since then.

After the founding of the Republic of China, due to its weak national power, it seemed powerless to abolish the treaties including Hong Kong and other cities, so it could only maintain the status quo.

When the Sino-Japanese War broke out, Hong Kong City became an important window to the outside world of the Republic of China. A large amount of materials were transported to the mainland through this place, and the economy of Hong Kong City developed rapidly.

However, Hong Kong society is still divided into different classes, not only between the Westerners and the people of the Republic of China, but also between the people of the Republic of China.

The old look down on the newcomers, the locals look down on the out-of-towners, the servants look down on the homeless, and the rich look down on the poor.

Coupled with the greedy colonial government, rampant gangs, and exploitative businessmen and squires, the city has become extremely chaotic.

Gorgeous and sad, it is the true portrayal of Hong Kong City.

Zuo Zhong and Gui Youguang set off from Shanghai on the "Yankee", changed their identities and took a seaplane when they passed through Honolulu, and it took 7 days to arrive at the Hong Kong Pier. They saw several thefts before they stepped out of the gate. Conflict with violence.

Gui Youguang, who was carrying a suitcase, raised his vigilance, leaned a little closer to Zuo Zhong, and at the same time cast his eyes on the wooden signs with various names written on them in the distance.

Sheung Wan Wharf is not only the landing place of seaplanes, but also the destination of passenger ships from the coast of the Republic of China and Macao City to Hong Kong City.

Due to the war, many refugees flee from the mainland every day. The local relatives and friends of these people will write the names of the people they pick up on the wooden boards for the convenience of finding people.

After a quick scan, Gui Youguang's eyes lit up, pointed to one of the signs and whispered something to Zuo Zhong, and then the two of them walked over quickly.

The person holding the placard was a young man in his 30s and [-]s. He was tall and handsome. When he saw someone walking towards him, he immediately waved excitedly.

Passing through the crowded crowd, the two sides met smoothly. The young man bowed slightly and greeted warmly, with a very respectful tone.

"It's Bruce Lee and Mr. Jack Chen. I'm Chao Hou from Wan'an Chamber of Commerce and Industry. Welcome to Hong Kong City."

Chao Hou?

Wanan Chamber of Commerce and Industry?

Hearing this person's self-introduction, Zuo Zhong frowned, his face was a little weird, he didn't expect their connector to be this future Jianghu boss.

This person is not very well-known, but the other party's sons will become influential figures in Hong Kong City in the future, especially the fourth son, who is even more famous.

As for the Wan'an Chamber of Commerce and Industry, it is actually the Wan'an Gang. In order to make money legally and avoid being investigated, all major gangs have registered legal companies with the Hong Kong City Government Affairs Department, and they are doing tricks like selling dog meat.

In recent years, in order to escape the war or find a livelihood, a large number of mainlanders have flocked to Hong Kong City. In just a few years, the population of Hong Kong City has skyrocketed by one million. Penetration of all walks of life.

It is indeed a good choice to use the identity of a gangster as a cover, which can not only arrange the time flexibly, but also make it easier to collect intelligence.

Decades later, Chao Hou successfully acquired the Wan'an Gang, turned it into a family-run dynamic group, and started a big business.

This is also normal. It is easy for a professional intelligence officer to deal with a group of short mules. Could it be that the other party has other ideas at this time?

Zuo Zhong glanced at this seemingly harmless guy, and sighed in his heart, none of the people who could make a living after the war were not simple characters.

But this is all decades later, and now Chao Hou is just an ordinary agent of the Juntong Gangcheng Station, he nodded lightly, and matched the code in his mouth.

"Thank you, Mr. Chao, for coming to greet you. Are all the goods we need ready?"

"The 30 pieces of mahogany that your company needs are ready and ready for viewing at any time."

Chao Hou immediately replied, heaving a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know the identity of the person who came, the headquarters sent three telegrams a day asking the person's whereabouts, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

In case something happened to the other party on the road, the whole gang city station would definitely be implicated. Mazu blessed, finally arrived in Ping'an.

Gui Youguang at the side quickly inspected the surrounding situation, except for a few Chinese policemen and the red-headed Asan who were commonly known as "big-headed green clothes", he found nothing suspicious, and quietly winked at Zuo Zhong.

When connecting in unfamiliar places, you must always be vigilant. Even if the other party knows the password, you can't take it lightly, because you can't be sure whether the other party is a traitor.

Seeing Gui Youguang's hint, Zuo Zhong was still a little worried. After all, this is the territory of the British. He pondered for a moment and raised his head to smile at Chao Hou and said.

"Mr. Chao, don't worry about the goods, can you please take us for a walk first?"

Chao Hou was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, turned around and took Zuo Zhong and his wife outside the pier, and called a red rickshaw.

Gui Youguang put his luggage on it and followed the coachman, while Zuo Zhong and Chao Hou walked towards the east of Hong Kong Island along the cement road marked "Gloucester Road".

"Mr. Bruce Lee, that's the Queen's Hotel next to Morrison Street, and where we are now, ten years ago, it was still a vast ocean."

Walking on the sidewalk with the sea on one side and western buildings on the other, Chao Hou pointed to the buildings with more than a dozen floors in the distance, and then pointed to his feet, and talked about the process of land reclamation in the port city.

The area of ​​the port city is small, and it has been reclamated many times since the opening of the port. Even now, there are still small-scale land reclamation projects under construction.

Zuo Zhong nodded slightly and asked some questions casually. He passed by the port city many times in the past few years, but he always came and left in a hurry. He really didn't know much about the local situation.

The two walked and chatted, and gradually became familiar with each other. Chao Hou was not as nervous as he was at the beginning, and his words relaxed a lot.

Perhaps because he wanted to please the chief of the headquarters, he also took the initiative to talk about his experience and basic information, in order to impress Zuo Zhong deeply.

According to what he said, he was from Lufeng, Guangdong Province. He joined the military command in the 20th year of the Republic of China, received short-term training, and was ordered to lurk in Hong Kong City after the war.

His current position is the deputy captain of the Gangcheng Station Action Team. This time, the Shancheng side requested to send a contact person who is familiar with the local situation, and the Gangcheng Station asked him to come and greet him.

"Are you from Lu Feng?"

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong suddenly asked Chao Hou a question in Hoklo dialect. The so-called Hoklo dialect is the dialect of the Hailufeng area of ​​Guangdong Province, and later generations are collectively called Chaoshan dialect.

This language is very difficult to learn, not to mention outsiders, even Cantonese people can hardly learn it without long-term learning. There is a local saying called "Fuklo Hoklo, learn old", which is enough to prove the difficulty of mastering Hoklo dialect degree.

If there is a problem with Chao Hou's identity, other things can be disguised, but language and accent can never be disguised, unless the other party is a traitor who defected after being arrested.

But along the way, Zuo Zhong observed carefully. Chao Hou's eyes were clear and his expression was calm. No injuries were found on his arms, neck and other parts, and there were no suspicious people around.

So as long as Chao Hou can speak the Hoklo dialect, then there is basically no problem with his identity. Of course, there is no problem for the time being. The only person he can trust in Hong Kong City is Gui Youguang.

Besides, when Chao Hou heard the familiar dialect of his hometown, he immediately replied in his proficient Hoklo dialect, and it was only when he said it that he realized that this was the chief of the headquarters testing himself.

"Hehe, don't get me wrong, it doesn't hurt to be cautious in our business, just call me Mr Li from now on, don't need to say my full name."

Zuo Zhong explained with a smile, then looked down at his watch, and found that he had been shopping for more than an hour, and he was a little tired and proposed to go back to the hotel to rest.

Chao Hou nodded immediately, called three rickshaws, and led Zuo Zhong and his wife to a mid-range hotel in Causeway Bay, which was run by an Englishman. Fortunately, it wasn't the "Lijing Hotel" run by a local.

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied with this arrangement. The Wanan Chamber of Commerce is just a small gang in Hong Kong City. If its members arrange guests to stay in high-end hotels, it will cause suspicion.

Living in a British store is safe and secure. The current police officers in Hong Kong City are darker and more greedy than the police officers in the "Money Empire" period, and they often blackmail fleeing people.

If you really want to meet gangsters, these people run faster than anyone else. "AB┴CD, big head and green clothes, can't catch people, blowing┴beep" describes the Hong Kong police officers in this era.

As an intelligence officer, I would definitely not be afraid of these junks that don't even have guns, but after all, Hong Kong City is not the territory of the state government, and they have important tasks on their hands. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

After completing the registration with the fake passport, Chao Hou led the two of them outside the door of the room, and then offered to leave. Now that he has received someone, he must immediately report to the higher-ups to inform Shancheng.

Before leaving, he also left a number, saying that if there is an urgent matter, he can call. Compared with Shanghai, Jinling and Shancheng, the telephone network in Hong Kong City is denser, and communication is much more convenient.

"Mr. Li, your friend has prepared a magazine in the room, which may contain something you are interested in. Goodbye." Chao Hou whispered before leaving.

"Goodbye."

Zuo Zhong smiled and said goodbye, watched Chao Hou's leaving back go away, then suppressed his smile, nodded to Gui Youguang expressionlessly, and the bald head followed immediately.

After working in intelligence work for a long time, Diao is used to manipulating everything, so he suddenly feels insecure when he comes to a strange place. Although Chao Hou is not suspicious, he still needs to find out.

After Gui Youguang disappeared in the corridor, Zuo Chong opened the door and walked into the room. The first thing he did was to check all the devices connected to the wires to see if there were any eavesdropping devices.

After making sure the room was clean, he closed the blinds and turned on the desk lamp, sat on the stool, hid in the shadows beyond the light, and flipped through the newspapers and magazines on the table.

Among them was a slightly old "Time Magazine". On the cover was an old man with a Prussian-style mustache, looking forward with a smile on his face.

"As the 'model governor' of the Republic of China, he actually controlled an independent kingdom. Although there was still a food shortage in the local area, he still brought prosperity to 100 million people. In the Republic of China, they were the richest, so he It appears to be outstanding.”

"His taste is not women, wine, tobacco, or even money, but good roads, textiles, armies, police stations, cattle, horses, tillage implements, poultry, manure—everything that brings directly to his countrymen things that come to good."

Looking at the extremely flattering words in the magazine, and thinking about Hase Ryosuke's telegram that "there will be a visitor from the northwest in ten days, the destination is Hong Kong City", Zuo Chong's eyes flashed a stern look, and he gently closed the magazine.

(Drinking, 4 people, 4 bottles of liquor, [-] bottle of vodka, can't hold back Σ⊙▃⊙Chuan)
(End of this chapter)