si-mexico Chapter 1211 Even Waiters Sell Information
Chapter 1211 Even Waiters Sell Information
As Miss Marina finished speaking, her eyes remained fixed on Li Shaoyi, watching for his reaction. After all, business relied on observation; if Li Shaoyi seemed very nervous, the information that followed would likely fetch an exorbitant price.
Unfortunately, Li Shaoyi remained expressionless, just like before, with nothing evident in his eyes, which greatly disappointed Miss Marina.
Those in their line of work must be adept at reading people and situations. Furthermore, the intelligence they possess must be sold to those who can use it. Only in this way can they maximize their profits. They initially thought Li Shaoyi was an agent from Shancheng, but surprisingly, he seemed quite indifferent to this information.
"The agents in Chongqing are a bunch of idiots. No matter what they do, they always manage to bring us a lot of surprises. I just didn't expect that after so long since the fall of Huangpu, these guys still haven't improved at all."
Li Shaoyi said nonchalantly, lighting a cigarette with a slightly mocking expression. Miss Marina could tell that Li Shaoyi was probably at odds with that side, and this news wouldn't fetch much money from him.
"Do you have any more specific information?"
Just as Miss Marina was pondering this matter, Li Shaoyi spoke nonchalantly. Although Li Shaoyi wanted to buy this information, Miss Marina thought his expression suggested it was just a casual question. She suspected that if she asked for too high a price, Li Shaoyi would immediately back down. These days, real money is extremely important to everyone; no one would be foolish enough to spend a large sum of money on trivial intelligence.
"five hundred."
Miss Marina originally intended to sell this intelligence for at least 2000 silver dollars. However, seeing Li Shaoyi's demeanor, she dared not ask for a higher price. If Li Shaoyi left, the intelligence might not even fetch 200 silver dollars elsewhere. After all, many people already knew about the intelligence by the time it reached her; it wasn't exactly firsthand information.
"This is the only number."
Li Shaoyi took out 400 yuan of legal tender from his jacket pocket, which would be about 300 yuan if converted to silver dollars.
"The defector had worked as a henchman for Baiyun in Hong Kong, helping to transport luggage, so soon arrest warrants for Baiyun will appear on the Huangpu River beach."
Miss Marina put away the 400 yuan and, not wanting to waste any more time on the matter, revealed all the information she had gathered.
Li Shaoyi's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected there to be so many traitors within the Military Intelligence Bureau. He'd only heard about them before, but now they were in his hands. Bai Yun had only been back for such a short time; the people she'd been in contact with should have been carefully selected, yet things had turned out like this.
After parting ways with Marina, Li Shaoyi didn't go straight back to his room. Instead, he turned around and went out the door. At this point, he needed to find some江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the underworld or江湖义气, a code of honor among江湖 people).
Li Shaoyi had heard before that one of the Eight Thousand Heroes was a master of disguise, far more skilled than the members of the Fuxing Society. If they wanted to change your face, it would only take two hours. Of course, that was just the simplest method. If you could afford it, they could even make a complete face for you in two or three days.
Even after the Japanese occupied Huangpu, this kind of martial arts did not disappear. Some people simply disbanded and went home to live a normal life. Others saw job postings from the Japanese and even went to work for them.
While there are still many people who haven't broken up, Li Shaoyi can still find them if he wants to.
Of course, you won't find these people on the main streets. Their files at the police station are taller than themselves, and they are all registered. Whether it's the Chinese police or the foreign concession police, they will arrest these people whenever they see them. So these people live in some unexpected places.
Especially those who are masters of disguise, they can change their appearance anywhere, so finding them isn't so easy.
Of course, one thing is easy: if you have money, these people will come by following the scent of money.
"Are you in a meeting?"
Li Shaoyi casually got into a rickshaw, which meant whether he was a member of the rickshaw pullers' association or not. It's important to know that rickshaw pullers in Pujiang were divided into two groups: those with triad connections and the poor, unaffiliated ones.
“Sir, you have a keen eye. I am the fourth generation of the coachman’s guild. Speak plainly. In this area of Huangpu, there is very little that we cannot accomplish. Don’t be fooled by the Japanese’s aggressive demeanor; there are some things they may not be as capable of as us.”
The rickshaw drivers' association is quite familiar with people like this; most of them come to them for favors. As long as you have enough money, they can take you to the appropriate place. We may not be able to solve your problems, but we know how to do so. As for the subsequent negotiations, that's your problem.
"I'm looking for some experienced masters. A brother of mine has some issues with the police station and is almost out of money. He needs a makeover."
Li Shaoyi wasn't worried about these people exposing themselves; after all, the entire Huangpu River area was so vast, and similar situations were common. If they wanted to find them, they'd have to plant their own informants in every corner of Huangpu.
Moreover, these rickshaw pullers weren't fools; they wouldn't speak out at a crucial moment, because doing so could easily implicate them. Unless the Japanese had connections with the rickshaw pullers' association's higher-ups, but according to Li Shaoyi's information, the Japanese were consistently at the top of the association's assassination list.
"It's said that Master Liu Er is the best in this industry, but he took his family back to his hometown in western Hunan. Now his eldest apprentice has also started his own school. Although his technique is a bit rusty compared to Master Liu Er, the actual results are not much different. However, if you want to go, the price will be very high. Of course not, I charge 10 silver dollars. Master Liu Er's top disciple charges much higher."
The driver hesitated for a moment, then immediately recommended someone to Li Shaoyi. Li Shaoyi had seen the name "Second Master Liu" in the intelligence system before, so he naturally knew him. As for this eldest apprentice, Li Shaoyi didn't know much about him. He figured he could go and see for himself; anyway, if the color on his feet didn't look right, he could just slip away.