Ning Zhiheng's words made Zuo Rou feel happy. She was cheerful and did not hide her character. She raised her lips and giggled and said, "What's this? I haven't taken out my real skills yet. One day I'll show you my makeup technique. I can make you what kind of person you want to become!"

Hearing this, Ning Zhiheng laughed. He wanted to accept these three subordinates at the beginning. Unexpectedly, he had such great gains. The Zuo brothers were safe in their work and had outstanding skills. Even Zuo Rou, who was a little weaker, actually had such magical skills, which would be of great help to his future agent career.

Ning Zhiheng happily left the residence of the Zuo brothers and sisters and returned to the courtyard of the operation team. He was excited to verify all night. The few tricks Zuo Rou taught him felt that he gained a lot.

Early the next morning, he packed up, changed into a suit, carried a briefcase, and called Sun Jiacheng over.

"Look at me, there is no problem?" Ning Zhiheng said.

"What's the problem?" Sun Jiacheng said with some confusion. He observed carefully and suddenly found that his very familiar chief had become a little unfamiliar.

"This, this is something wrong! You seem to be much younger and you have become~"

Sun Jiacheng found it difficult to describe it, and after a long time hesitation, he said: "It seems that he has become much easier-going, how to say it? It's like the feeling I felt when I was training Tan Jinhui. Your current temperament is a bit biased towards him."

Sun Jiacheng was also a veteran in the world, and later in the military, he was also a profession of investigation. He had a very keen observation ability, otherwise he would not have found the headquarters of the underground party in Nanjing based on just a few details.

He found that Ning Zhiheng's feeling today was very different, but it was difficult to describe it, so he remembered Ning Zhiheng's substitute Tan Jinhui.

Ning Zhiheng laughed loudly, then slowed down his voice and said lightly: "Look at it now!"

At this time, Sun Jiacheng immediately felt something was wrong. His sharp eyes shot out, and Ning Zhiheng's ruthlessness came back. That's right, this is the real team leader!

Ning Zhiheng was very satisfied with his performance. He turned around and went out, heading all the way to Suzhou Bridge. He soon saw Ji Hongyi had been waiting there. The two of them looked at each other and their eyes dispersed.

Ning Zhiheng adjusted his state and slowly walked towards the level set by the Japanese army on the bridgehead.

The Suzhou River is an important dividing line that isolates the public concession from the Japanese occupied areas. The Japanese set up checkpoints on each bridgehead, and there were Japanese soldiers carrying guns and live ammunition, as well as Japanese police officers patrolling left and right.

They checked the Chinese people who came and went, but they just asked the Japanese people simply, or let them go without asking at all.

Ning Zhiheng saw this situation and couldn't help but secretly thank his choice. He didn't hesitate at all, and his expression was very natural and could walk over.

A Japanese policeman saw Ning Zhiheng moving forward directly and glanced at him. Ning Zhiheng's eyes were not afraid at all, and he did not stop and walked directly from the level.

There were four Japanese soldiers guarding the level. Looking at Ning Zhiheng in suits, one of the soldiers asked, "Chinese?"

Ning Zhiheng did not answer, but just handed a resident ID to the sergeant. This was one of the complete set of immigration household registration certificates.

The sergeant looked down and did not look again. He signaled Ning Zhiheng to pass. Ning Zhiheng put away his ID and entered the north bank of Suzhou River, officially entering the Japanese occupied area.

The scenery on the north shore is more old-fashioned than the French Concession, but the crowds on the streets are coming and going, most of them are Japanese, and there are many Chinese.

The vehicles were coming and going, and the voices were noisy, but it was very lively and prosperous. Ning Zhiheng devoted himself to it and walked along the bustling Songhu Avenue. Different sounds came from time to time around him, mixed with Japanese and Chinese.

Hongkou is the main gathering area for the Japanese, and many Japanese shops have been established, such as Japanese fish shops, side dishes, dim sum shops, clothing stores, etc. The area has formed a "Japanese" block, and the prosperous area of ​​Hongkou was once known as "Little Tokyo".

Ning Zhiheng didn't stop for a long time and walked to the door of a grain store. This was a Chinese-style shop with the four words Huimin Grain Store written in a Chinese sign at the door.

He glanced at the scene in the store and saw a man with gray hair sitting inside, two or three customers talking from time to time. At this time, a figure beside him shook and entered the grain store. It was Ji Hongyi who had been following Ning Zhiheng.

Seeing Ji Hongyi come in, the gray-haired man quickly stood up and said a few words to Ji Hongyi, then swept his eyes to Ning Zhiheng outside the store. Everyone's eyes stopped for a moment, and Ning Zhiheng then turned around and left.

The gray-haired man must be Rong Xingchang, the owner of the grain store. He is an old man from the Subei Gang. This Huimin Grain Store will be the contact point between Ning Zhiheng and Ji Hongyi in the future.

Ning Zhiheng decided to find a place to stay first. The entire gathering area is large and the population is large, so it is not difficult to find a place to stay.

Ning Zhiheng turned a corner and walked along the street towards Hongkou. He turned around and soon chose a remote small courtyard with a sign for rent at the entrance of the courtyard.

He stood in front of the sign for a while, looked around, and at this time someone finally discovered him.

"Are you going to rent a house?" asked the slightly older Japanese.

Ning Zhiheng turned around and saw a head protruding from a two-story building next to him. It was an old man.

Ning Zhiheng quickly bowed slightly, which was a standard Japanese etiquette, and replied in a short sentence: "Hi Yi, please take care of me!"

Ning Zhiheng once asked Yi Huaan for advice on Japanese etiquette, but there was no difficulty in communicating with the Japanese.

After a while, the door opened and an elderly man in Japanese clothes walked out. He looked at Ning Zhiheng and asked softly: "Is your accent from Osaka?"

"Kyoto native!" Ning Zhiheng replied briefly.

The elderly man nodded. Osaka and Kyoto are more famous in Kansai, with slightly different accents.

"This yard is very clean and inside is also very clean. Do you want to go in and take a look?" asked the elderly man. He was obviously the landlord of this small yard and wanted to rent out the yard, so he spoke to Ning Zhiheng.

Ning Zhiheng is actually very satisfied with this yard. It is a unique courtyard and is relatively remote, which is suitable for him to live in temporarily.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Ning Zhiheng nodded and said.

The old man grinned, and the wrinkles on his brows squeezed into a pile. He took out a bunch of keys to open the gate and walked in first, and Ning Zhiheng followed him.

Although the yard is not big, it is indeed very clean. The old man opened the door again and turned around and said, "The room is not big, but there are everything. It is enough to live alone."

Ning Zhiheng also walked into the house. It turned out that although the sparrow was small, it had all the bedrooms, kitchens and bathrooms, and the hygiene was kept very clean.

Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but nodded, and then said, "Very good, I've rented it!"

When the old man heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Forty yen a month."

The price is not cheap anymore. Ning Zhiheng looked at the old man in surprise, which immediately made the man feel a little embarrassed.

He also knew that the price was a bit expensive, so he just wanted to try Ning Zhiheng's reaction. He thought that Ning Zhiheng had just immigrated from Japan and was not clear about the market for a while. He wanted to ask for more rent, but when he saw Ning Zhiheng's expression, he knew that he knew about the market.

He couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said again: "At least thirty-five yuan."

Ning Zhiheng didn’t think the rent was too high, but he was unwilling to rent a house at a high price, which would make it look different. Seeing the elderly man voluntarily lowering the price, he thought about it before speaking: “Okay!”

When he heard Ning Zhiheng agree, the old man became happy all of a sudden. He laughed and said, "I am Yoshimura Yuta, the landlord of this house. I am from Yokohama. I will be a neighbor in the future. If you have any questions, I will tell me, have you just come from China?"

Ning Zhiheng nodded and said briefly: "Fujiwara Tomohito, from Kyoto, please take care of him!

"It's great, Fujiwara kun, but it still depends on your proof. The police here are very troublesome and often come to check. We still need to pay attention!" Yoshimura Yuta said embarrassedly.

Ning Zhiheng did not say much, opened his briefcase and handed over his immigration household registration certificate.

Yoshimura Yuta looked at it once, smiled and handed it back, nodded and said, "Then that's it. I see you didn't bring any luggage, so I'll get the bed and quilt. If there is anything else, tell me."

He knew that many immigrants came to China empty-handedly, so it was not surprising, but he thought about Ning Zhiheng very thoughtfully.

Ning Zhiheng immediately nodded and said, "That's going to be hard!"

His words were as short as possible, for fear that Yoshimura Yuto could hear the flaws, but fortunately, he was dealing with them smoothly.

Ning Zhiheng paid the rent for two months first. Soon Yoshimura Yuta took the bedding and sent it over. He also gave the key to Ning Zhiheng and said, "If you are worried, you can go to the corner in front to buy a good copper core lock yourself."

Ning Zhiheng smiled and nodded. Yoshimura Yuta saw that Ning Zhiheng was not good at speaking, and there was no surprise. The Japanese were depressed and many people were dull and taciturn. This was not surprising. After explaining it clearly, Yoshimura Yuta went back.
Chapter completed!