r18novel Chapter 96 Shen Qing is dead
Chapter 96 Shen Qing is dead
"Holy crap!" Shen Qing's eyes widened as he pointed at his face, his voice trembling. "This...is it really a genuine 1500 yuan one?"
"Don't worry, I'm honest and fair." Yan Shuo patted him on the shoulder. "You can't skimp on things that are essential for survival."
Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and gently touched the mask, the pain on her face was slightly relieved: "Thank goodness, if I had worn a defective one and it had broken down, I would have had nowhere to cry."
As they spoke, Shen Qing had already changed into his uniform, put on his hat, tucked a gun into his waistband, and was clutching his identification in his hand. He looked no different from a real Japanese sergeant.
"Wait here and don't make a sound," Yan Shuo suddenly said, his expression turning serious.
Before Shen Qing could respond, he had already pushed open the door and walked out.
A moment later, Yan Shuo dragged in a corpse. The corpse was still warm, and the skin was still elastic, so it was obviously very fresh.
"This...this is?" Shen Qing was startled and took half a step back.
A lone Japanese special item that I sorted out a few days ago was stored in Yan Shuo's spatial ring.
Time is constant inside Yan Shuo's spatial ring; it remains the same no matter how long it's been there.
He pointed to the corpse, "Change it into the clothes you were wearing just now."
Shen Qing realized what was happening and quickly did as instructed.
The two of them worked together to put the clothes on the corpse, and Yan Shuo then took out another imitation human skin mask from his pocket and quickly stuck it on the corpse's face.
After finishing all this, he positioned the corpse with its back against the wall and its head tilted to one side. He also stuffed a sharp wooden stick that had broken off from the broken bed board into his hand and stabbed it into the temple to create the illusion of suicide.
"Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?" Shen Qing frowned, looking at Yan Shuo who had wasted another mask. "Let's just leave. If they find out he's gone, they can just search the whole city. We have disguises, after all."
"It's different." Yan Shuo clapped his hands and explained, "This way, you'll 'physically disappear.' The Japanese will only think you committed suicide because you couldn't withstand the interrogation, and they won't go to the trouble of looking for you anymore. We'll save a lot of trouble and be able to handle the follow-up missions with more peace of mind."
Shen Qing suddenly realized and couldn't help but nod: "You've thought of everything. This way, I'll be completely 'dead' in the Special Higher Police prison, and it'll be easier for me to move around in the future."
As he spoke, he stepped forward to help Yan Shuo adjust the position of the corpse, making the angle of his fingers and the "painful" expression on his face lifelike. "This way it looks even more realistic, and the Japanese devils will definitely not be able to tell the difference."
Yan Shuo nodded in satisfaction, then pulled Shen Qing to the door: "Let's go. Can you speak Japanese?"
Shen Qing looked embarrassed and shook her head: "No, I only know a few 'hai' and 'baka,' which I heard from others."
"It's alright." Yan Shuo smiled. "You walk alongside me, I'll talk to the sentry, and you just nod in agreement. Just say we're changing shifts and want to go out and relax."
He glanced at his watch. "Perfect timing. It's a break between shifts, and the sentries aren't paying attention."
Yan Shuo pushed open the door and walked out first, followed closely by Shen Qing.
Yan Shuo locked the cell door behind him, gave Shen Qing a look, and the two of them walked slowly toward the end of the corridor with the standard steps of a Japanese sergeant.
Along the way, they encountered several sentries, and Yan Shuo greeted them all with a smile in fluent Japanese, saying he was going to a izakaya outside to relax. The sentries, seeing that the two were wearing uniforms and looking natural, smiled and nodded, without even checking their identification.
Walking out of the Special Higher Police Department's gate without any hindrance, Shen Qing was so excited that she almost jumped up, but Yan Shuo secretly pulled her back to steady her.
As soon as they stepped out the door, Yan Shuo immediately put his arm around Shen Qing's shoulder. The two pretended to be excited about going out to have some fun, and walked towards the dark figure on the street under the envious gazes of the sentries at the gate.
In the alley behind that dark shadow, there was a geisha house with an izakaya, a place frequented by many Japanese soldiers, which the sentries were used to.
As soon as they stepped into the shadows, Yan Shuo immediately pulled Shen Qing into a narrow alley on the right.
The two quickly passed through the narrow alley. Outside the alley was another quiet street. Zhang Duan was sitting in the driver's seat smoking. When he saw the two come out, he immediately put out his cigarette and started the car.
Yan Shuo opened the car door and sat in the back seat with Shen Qing: "Let's go home."
"Yes!" Zhang replied, and the car, like a dark shadow, silently disappeared into the night, heading towards the safe house.
The safe house was located in the International Settlement, next to the Italian expatriate area. It was a two-story building facing the street, with two households per floor.
The room on the left was for Shen Qing to live in, while the room on the right housed four team members who were specifically responsible for running errands and providing support for Shen Qing.
The room was simply but neatly furnished, with heavy curtains hanging on the windows that provided both light and sound insulation, ensuring a high level of security.
Upon arriving at the safe house, Yan Shuo asked Shen Qing to wash his face first, remove his mask, and then gave him a new spare mask to put on. He then used the equipment to create a new ID card on the spot.
"Your identity will be completely sorted out in two days at most, and then you'll be perfectly safe operating in Shanghai," Yan Shuo said.
By the time I finished all this, it was already past midnight.
Yan Shuo was too lazy to move anymore, so two of the girls in the team went to the kitchen to make a late-night snack.
A bowl of hot plain noodles, with two poached eggs.
Yan Shuo, Shen Qing, Zhang Duan, and several team members sat around the table, ate a simple meal, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, Shen Qing, who had rested well, got up earlier than anyone else.
Seeing the fresh chili peppers that his teammate Xiaoqing had bought in the kitchen, he got excited and took the initiative to show off his cooking skills, making authentic Sichuan dishes: boiled fish, twice-cooked pork, and a plate of Mapo tofu. The aroma filled the whole house.
Yan Shuo's favorite thing is this spicy food.
His eyes lit up when he saw the Sichuan dishes on the table. He picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of twice-cooked pork, and stuffed it into his mouth. Sweat beaded on his forehead from the spiciness, but he exclaimed how delicious it was: "Wow, Brother Shen, your cooking is amazing! It's even more authentic than the old-established restaurants I've had in Chongqing!"
The team members ate with great relish, their mouths agape from the spiciness, yet they couldn't bear to put down their chopsticks.
Xiaoqing wiped her sweat as she said, "Mr. Shen, your cooking skills are amazing! You'll have to show off your skills more often in the future!"
Shen Qing smiled and waved her hand: "I'm glad you like it. I'll make it again when I have time."
At the dinner table, Yan Shuo downed several cups of Shaoxing wine and ate with great relish.
After the meal, Yan Shuo gave his teammates a meaningful look, and they all got up and left the room.
Only Yan Shuo and Shen Qing remained in the room. Shen Qing's smile vanished instantly, and her expression turned serious: "Yan Shuo, I have four specific tasks to explain to you in Shanghai this time."
Yan Shuo put down his wine glass and nodded: "Go on."
"First," Shen Qing held up one finger, "I'm going to inspect the special training base you're in charge of. That base cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, and the higher-ups have been paying close attention to it. They sent me to see how it's actually operating, so I can have a better understanding of the situation."