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"Xiao Taohong and I were waiting at the entrance of the alley. As soon as Lao Huang's car passed by, I asked Tan Aliu to pull us and follow." Cuihong said.

"Tan Ah Liu..." Yang Denghuan turned and rushed towards Liao Hongwei.

"It's also our team's field service." Liao Hongwei quickly explained upon seeing this.

"With so many rickshaw drivers, aren't you afraid of being in trouble?" Yang Denghuan was a little worried.

"Rickshaws are the main means of transportation here for us. They are used by people of all sizes, and there are tens of thousands of rickshaw drivers in Shanghai. Therefore, many of our field operations like to use rickshaw drivers for professional cover, and the results are good." With a smile on his face, Liao Hongwei patiently explained to Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan nodded, and Liao Hongwei added: "And the rickshaw pullers I found this time are almost the same as real rickshaw pullers from appearance to inside. Even if they are thrown into the pile of rickshaw pullers, they will still look the same." It’s not easy to spot easily.”

Cao Youguang didn't wait for Yang Denghuan to speak, and said with a smile: "Denghuan, don't worry, Lao Liao is very organized, and he is bold and careful. He has been with me for so many years and has never made any mistakes. I am very relieved!"

After Cao Youguang finished speaking, he turned to Cuihong and said, "Cuihong, right?"

Cuihong nodded quickly, and Cao Youguang smiled and said, "Go on."

"Tan Aliu followed Lao Huang and missed him by about ten meters. I was mainly dressing up in the car and used the mirror to observe the back. Everything behind me was normal and no one was following us.

Xiao Taohong was responsible for observing the target in front, and everything was normal. The target did not look around, nor did he use the glass mirrors on both sides of the road to observe the situation behind him. He just arrived at the Spring Breeze Hotel all the way. Lao Huang stopped the car, we went straight over, turned a corner, and then came back. "

"After entering the hotel, did the target come out again?" Cao Youguang asked again.

"No." Cuihong said.

"Talk about it." Cao Youguang said.

"Diagonally across the road from Chunfeng Hotel, there is an alley. There is a Pingtan teahouse at the entrance of the alley. You can just observe the main entrance of the hotel. Xiao Taohong and I listened to Pingtan for a while and then came back." Cuihong said quickly.

"Who is over there at Spring Breeze Hotel now?" Cao Youguang asked again.

Huang Abing and Cuihong looked at each other in embarrassment. Liao Hongwei approached Cao Youguang and whispered a few words in a low voice. Cao Youguang nodded.

"Have you passed the Fourth Avenue?" Yang Denghuan looked at the map and asked suddenly.

"Yeah." Cuihong nodded.

"Is there any parking in the middle?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"No."

"Are you sure?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Make sure, there is no parking." Huang Abing and Cuihong said almost in unison.

"At..." Yang Denghuan recalled for a moment and said, "Did the target do anything special near Rui Fuxiang's clothing store? For example, throwing away garbage?"

"Rui Fuxiang's clothing store? Where is it?" Huang Abing was a little confused. He couldn't remember the specific location of Rui Fuxiang's clothing store.

"Near Guangyuanli." Cao Youguang reminded.

"Oh! Where is Wanhe Trading Company?" Huang Abing suddenly realized, but Cuihong still didn't figure out where this location was, but asked in confusion: "Where is this? I'm confused."

"Jixiang Theater." Huang Abing said with a smile.

"So that's where it is. I know the Jixiang Grand Theater, but I don't know what clothing store or business you're talking about." Cuihong also said with a smile.

"It's over there. Is there any change in the target?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"No." Cuihong shook her head and said.

"Is there anyone approaching the rickshaw? For example, someone selling newspapers, flowers, or snacks." Yang Denghuan asked again.

"No, there is nothing abnormal. Not even a dog came close. If there is, I will pay attention." Cuihong said.

"Is Chunguang Hotel big?" Yang Denghuan suddenly asked again.

"Not big, a small hotel."

"Who are the people living inside?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Ordinary people, most of them from the countryside, come to the city or do small business and can't find a place to live for a while."

"Do you know which room the target lives in?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"I don't know, I didn't dare to get close." This time Cuihong shook her head and said.

After Huang Abing and Cuihong finished reporting, Liao Hongwei took the two people out.

After they all went out, Cao Youguang asked: "Why, do you suspect that Kawashita Seriang and Rui Fuxiang's clothing store are involved?"

"Routine means, a little bit of routine means." Yang Denghuan said with a smile. Before Cao Youguang asked again, Yang Denghuan rushed to say: "Where is the makeup artist? Let's do something serious."

After a while, a middle-aged woman was brought in, followed by a half-year-old child carrying a large box.

"Team Leader Cao, I haven't seen you in a while, but you haven't aged at all." As soon as the woman entered the door, she smiled and greeted Cao Youguang warmly.

"Sister Qin, you are too, you are still so young." Cao Youguang also smiled politely.

"No way, I'm a mother of three. She's already old." Sister Qin smiled and shook her head.

"This is Sister Qin, a famous makeup artist in the film studio. Her skills are not just for boasting. She really wants to turn you into whatever she wants." Cao Youguang introduced Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan looked at Sister Qin, a little doubtful. Yang Denghuan was still very clear about the magic of makeup.

The skill of makeup is so magical that it can turn a middle-aged aunt into a young girl, or turn a scary dinosaur into a handsome guy.

But, does this technology exist in this era? Yang Denghuan didn't believe it.

"I don't believe it!" Cao Youguang seemed to have read through Yang Denghuan's mind, pointing at Sister Qin and said: "You don't know, before Sister Qin went to the film studio, she worked in Chunxiang Pavilion in Lening, casually Can turn a nearly thirty-year-old woman into a widower!"

Qing Guoren... This is not a trick to get blood... It seems that this woman has two tricks.

"Sister Qin, I'll excuse you." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Why are you so polite? What do you want to become?" Sister Qin asked with a smile.

"For ordinary people who come from small places to big cities, the more ordinary the better, the kind that cannot be seen by anyone in the crowd." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem." Sister Qin smiled lightly.

"After finishing his surgery, give me another one. I want to dress up as one...I'll tell you later when I'm putting on makeup." Cao Youguang said suddenly.

"You want to put on makeup too?" Yang Denghuan asked in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. Let me see if Liao Hongwei has found the person you want." Cao Youguang ignored Yang Denghuan and turned around and walked out of the house. Then he heard Cao Youguang calling Liao Hongwei loudly.

after an hour.

After sending Sister Qin away, Yang Denghuan and Cao Youguang held a mirror alone and looked at themselves in the mirror with satisfaction.

An ordinary face, with nothing remarkable about it. He looked like a countryman who had just entered the city. There was a sense of humility in his dullness.

There are thousands of such faces on the streets of Shanghai, engaged in various less respectable jobs and small businesses in the streets. Naturally, it has no value in being remembered at all. Cao Youguang was dressed in a windbreaker, suit and vest, a top hat on his head, leather shoes on his feet, a civilized stick in his hand, and a mustache at the corners of his mouth. He looked full of British style and looked like a new-style gentleman. However, his forehead was wrinkled and his temples were wrinkled. The white hair on his side is enough to show that he is an old man.

"How is it?" Cao Youguang asked Yang Denghuan with a slight satisfaction.

"Small hotel, even if you go to arrest your cook and gardener, you can't do it by dressing up like this." Yang Denghuan glanced at Cao Youguang and said disdainfully.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm asking you how you look?" Cao Youguang knew that Yang Denghuan didn't have anything nice to say, so he glared at him and said.

"It doesn't fit in with the environment. The people who come here should be ordinary people like me." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just asking you if you can recognize me?" Cao Youguang ignored Yang Denghuan's topic and asked again.

"I can't recognize you. You look like a fake foreign devil or a fake Japanese devil." Yang Denghuan nodded and said.

"That's right." Cao Youguang said proudly.

"What are you going to do? Don't make trouble with me." Yang Denghuan said.

"Don't worry." Cao Youguang smiled.

after an hour.

Chundu Road, HK District.

In the Pingtan Teahouse, Cao Youguang and a few followers occupied a table. The table was filled with small bowls, plates, teacups and bowls.

"Second Master Guan, riding on a carved saddle, dancing with the blue dragon and the moon..."

The graceful woman on the stage played the pipa in her hands, lightly opened her red lips, and sang softly.

"Okay! Reward!" Cao Youguang squinted in the audience and looked at the artists on the stage, shouted loudly, and threw a few copper coins onto the stage with a crackle.

A teahouse hurried over, leaned into Cao Youguang's ear and said, "Uncle, we don't like throwing copper coins here."

"It's okay, you're welcome. She sings well and I will reward her." Cao Youguang said proudly.

"If you would like to support me, I would like to thank you if I buy the lady a bouquet of flowers." The waiter bowed quickly and said.

It turned out that I wanted to buy flowers...

"What do you say when buying flowers?" Cao Youguang asked, but in his heart he thought it should not be too expensive.

"Two cents each."

Cao Youguang felt relieved, it turned out that it was only two cents a piece. Okay, not too expensive.

"Then come first..."

Cao Youguang waved his hand grandly and was about to say ten flowers first when he saw a fat man wearing a sapphire blue gown next to him raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "I will present a thousand flowers to Miss Su!"

Miss Su, who was singing on the stage, looked around and winked at the fat man with a smile on her face, which made the fat man burst into laughter.

Cao Youguang's eyes suddenly widened, he looked at the fat man, then turned back and said, "Wait a moment, wait until the girl finishes singing, and I will give you a reward!"

"Let me thank you first on behalf of the girl." The waiter bowed again.

"Is listening to music so expensive now?" Cao Youguang muttered softly.

The few followers around Cao Youguang were strong and tough, but they all looked very cool. They sat there politely and didn't speak much, but their expressions were respectful, much like the servants around Cao Youguang.

A man dressed like a street gangster stood outside the teahouse, and a follower stood up quickly, went out for a while, then came in and nodded slightly towards Cao Youguang.

"Okay!" Cao Youguang shouted again, and his followers also echoed.

Spring Hotel.

Yang Denghuan was carrying a big baggage on his back, and next to him was a woman with a sallow complexion and a slightly haggard appearance. He stood in front of the Chunguang Hotel, looked around, and walked straight in.

"Staying in a hotel?" The waiter glanced at Yang Denghuan's poor appearance and asked impatiently.

"Stay...in a hotel..." Yang Denghuan hesitated.

"Do you want to live there or not?" the guy asked with a sideways glance.

"Stay. How much does it cost per night?" Yang Denghuan asked timidly.

"Six hairs."

"Are there any cheap ones?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Do you want it to be cheaper? I asked around Hongkou. There are only a few Chinese-style hotels in Hongkou. It's already cheap enough for our family! If you go to this and that town opened by the Japanese, the prices will scare you to death!" The guy said disdainfully.

Yang Denghuan licked his lips, blushed and said, "I mean your hotel is the cheapest..."

"The higher the building, the cheaper it is," the waiter said impatiently.

Yang Denghuan seemed to let out a long sigh of relief and said, "What's the highest floor?"

"Fourth floor."

Sure enough, I guessed it right. We have just received definite information that the room where Sera Kawashita lives is Room 408 on the fourth floor.

Yang Denghuan dressed up this way so that he could live in the same room as Kawashita Sera without being noticed.

The reason why Yang Denghuan speculated that Kawashita Sera would live in a cheap room was because he knew that Kawashita Sera didn't have much money anymore.

A penny would stump a heroic man, not to mention that Kawashita Seryo was not necessarily a heroic man. He would probably be stumped by half a penny.

It seemed that his guess was correct. The fourth floor where Sera Kawashita lived was indeed the cheapest fourth floor in the entire hotel.

Think about it. In a multi-story hotel without an elevator, the higher the hotel, the cheaper it is. The top floor is the cheapest.

"Can you also find me a room on the fourth floor? It's best to face the sun." Yang Denghuan said humbly.

"In the direction of Xiangyang..." The clerk stared at Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan quickly unpacked the bag, took out a few sweet potatoes from it, and handed it over.

When the waiter saw Yang Denghuan opening the baggage, his eyes suddenly shone. He was disappointed when he saw that what Yang Denghuan handed over were sweet potatoes.

"Red heart! Red heart! Put it next to the stove and roast it. It's delicious!" Yang Denghuan said repeatedly, stuffing sweet potatoes into the waiter's arms.

Some sweet potatoes are better than nothing, right? If it weren't for this countryman who has never seen the world, no one would give him sweet potatoes, right?
  Besides, this kind of red heart sweet potato is really delicious when roasted.

"There is a vacant room upstairs, Room 411, which costs [-] cents a day. Would you like to stay?" The waiter said as he took the room. He waited until he heard Yang Denghuan say: "Stay! Stay!" Then he put the sweet potato away.

The waiter who collected the sweet potatoes quickly issued a ticket to Yang Denghuan, took the key, and handed it over.

"Fourth floor, 411. The room is nice. It faces the sun and is very close to the bathroom. It's very convenient." The waiter collected the sweet potatoes and was in a good mood. He made an exception and chatted a few more words with Yang Denghuan.

"Thank you!" Yang Denghuan led the woman up the stairs with a bright smile. (End of chapter)