Espionage: I Awaken Daily Intelligence System

Chapter 9 Dormitory, Intelligence Update

Thump~ thump~ thump~

Shen Lang stepped onto the wooden stairs, the rotten planks groaning as if they might crumble at any moment.

Every now and then you can see groups of Indian police officers with red cloths wrapped around their heads coming and going.

This old dormitory has existed as an ancillary facility since the establishment of the McLane Police Station in 1856.

After eighty years, it had long since become dilapidated.

Those Western police officers disdain and dare not live here; with their high salaries, they could live in better apartments.

Only Chinese, Vietnamese, and Indians would stay in dormitories to save money.

Moreover, because of its age, the upstairs often makes creaking noises every night, and people worry that if they move too vigorously, the floorboards might collapse!

Although the situation in Shanghai is relatively stable now, with not many refugees flooding into the concessions, housing prices are relatively stable, and renting a kitchen only costs 4 yuan.

Unfortunately, due to the diverse interests and hobbies of the predecessor, every penny was spent wisely, and there was even shameless freeloading, so naturally there was no money to rent a house.

Although the environment was a bit poor, I made do with it since it was free.

Within the police station system, Western police officers received the highest pay, with a monthly salary of 70 yuan.

Under the same rank of Level 3 police officer, the salary of a Vietnamese police officer is 12 yuan, while that of an Indian police officer is 15 yuan.

Shen Lang's salary of 14 yuan as a first-level Chinese constable was less than that of a third-level Indian constable. Even the chief inspector, who was at the top of the Chinese constable ranks, only earned 70 yuan a month, the same as a Western constable.

The Chinese population was the largest in the concessions, yet they received the worst treatment.

They even erected an insulting sign at the entrance of the Bund Park that read "No Chinese or dogs allowed!"

In the eyes of these invaders, the Chinese were nothing more than cheap, talking tools.

boom!

Shen Lang took out his key, opened the door, and entered the dormitory. The small room was filled with a rotten smell.

After a long day, I didn't get back until after 11 p.m.

After eating a few pastries and drinking a glass of water, I felt full.

She carried a basin to the public restroom to wash up, and only after wiping herself clean with cold water did she run out as if escaping.

The public restroom and toilet were together, and all sorts of smells mingled together, assaulting your senses as if you would be poisoned if you breathed in a few more breaths.

"Phew!"

Shen Lang took a deep breath and almost suffocated.

My resolve grew stronger; I needed to earn money and move as soon as possible.

They had already decided on the location for renting a house, choosing a Shikumen (stone gate) area.

Currently, there has been no large influx of refugees into Shanghai, the rent for small rooms is not high, and there is no overcrowding situation where 72 families live in one building.

Moreover, since they've already decided to use the system to gather intelligence and make money, they also need to pay attention to their own security.

So that if something happens one day, you won't even have anywhere to run to.

The Shikumen houses, situated on high ground, offered a commanding view of the surroundings, and their complex terrain also facilitated escape.

The underground Communist Party members preferred to choose Shikumen (stone-gate houses) when they went undercover.

Shen Lang only considered renting a place to live. With the system's assistance, making money in the future shouldn't be difficult.

As for buying a house, I haven't thought about it.

In the French Concession, a shikumen house cost 3 silver dollars, and its value continued to rise as the situation changed.

However, in the long run, if you want to leave in the future, you can't take the house with you, and it will become a burden instead.

It would be better to exchange money for gold and US dollars when you have it, so that you can pack them in a box and run away in case of an emergency.

If you invest all your money in real estate, you won't be able to take it with you when you go to Hong Kong or Macau.

Shen Lang lay motionless on the dilapidated wooden bed, his hands behind his head, in the dark dormitory.

Even the slightest movement would cause the bed beneath him to creak and groan.

The entire dormitory had long been plunged into darkness due to the power outage.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of slamming against the floorboards could often be heard, along with the agonizing cries of more than one woman.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Shen Lang mentally reviewed the day's achievements.

"According to the innkeeper's registration, the Japanese female spy paid for three days' worth of rooms, which means she will stay for at least three days."

"She stole the weapons records from the Chinese Garrison Command. If they fall into the hands of the Special Higher Police, they will be used to assess the strength and equipment of the troops."

"Once war breaks out, the National Revolutionary Army will be completely transparent to the enemy, with no secrets whatsoever."

"Therefore, the Special Higher Police will definitely take the news very seriously and immediately send people to meet them."

"Otherwise, given the current situation, she wouldn't be able to escape back to Hongkou from the blockade on her own."

"Last night, he stole intelligence and escaped to the French Concession. Today, he contacted his contact to make contact."

"We'll evacuate tomorrow, exactly three days!"

"And the time to meet her must be before she checks out at noon."

"If we're fast enough, we can intercept them before they can escape!"

Shen Lang's mind conjured up the plan for Hatayoshi's escape, as well as the possible timing.

After all, this was the French Concession, and the Japanese had no law enforcement authority whatsoever; they weren't even allowed to bring firearms over openly.

Therefore, both contacting superiors and coordinating the evacuation require time to arrange.

If the Nationalist government acts quickly enough, there is still a chance to capture them and retrieve the intelligence.

Unfortunately, Gu Yichen didn't value or trust him as a gossip, so he naturally didn't leave his contact information.

Otherwise, if we give them a notice tonight, the Nationalist government will probably arrange for its people, who are lurking in the French Concession, to take action in the middle of the night.

Whether we make it in time is up to fate!

Shen Lang rested his head on his pillow, leisurely smoking a cigarette with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He was worried that if they didn't have enough time to catch them and they got away.

If the information provided is true, will Gu Yichen give him some money as a token of appreciation?

We're dirt poor right now. We only have two pieces of pastry left for breakfast tomorrow, and we haven't even figured out what to eat for lunch yet.

Just as I was worrying about how to fill my stomach, a mechanical prompt suddenly rang in my mind.

【Ding! 】

[Today's intelligence has been updated. Read it now?]

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow and suddenly sat up.

Ignoring the cigarette ash that had fallen on him, his face lit up with ecstatic joy.

"It's finally here!"

The system was his foundation for survival in this chaotic world, playing a crucial role.

If it's only a one-time thing, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

I quickly turned my head and glanced at the alarm clock on the table, which was missing a leg and had no mirror. It was exactly twelve o'clock.

This indicates that the system information is refreshed at midnight every day, which means we've found a pattern.

Only by thoroughly studying and understanding the rules and various functions of the cheat code can it be used more effectively.

Shen Lang stubbed out his cigarette, sat up straight, and his expression became serious.

Although I had experienced it once before, it still felt incredibly magical to me.

"Phew!"

I took a deep breath to suppress my excitement.

He said in a deep voice, "Read!"

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