Hua Yu's departure, No. 76, believed that it was their victory. In particular, Lu Shisheng asked Hu Xiaomin for his contribution. If it weren't for his grenade, Hua Yu wouldn't have "fled in a hurry".

"Xiaomin, see it. The China Daily mocked Hua Yu for fleeing in panic."

After Hu Xiaomin arrived at Lu Shisheng's office the next day, the other party handed him a copy of the "China Daily". This is a newspaper created by the China News Agency established by Wang Zhiqing in Shanghai, which is specially promoted for the Wang Group.

"Chongqing will definitely be angry and embarrassed." Hu Xiaomin had read the newspaper a long time ago, but he still looked at it carefully before putting it down.

"We won this time. Shibuya is very satisfied with your performance and praised you to the director." Lu Shisheng smiled, Hu Xiaomin once again proved that he had nothing to do with Chongqing.

Hu Xiaomin said modestly: "I just fired two shots and lost another grenade, which is nothing."

Lu Shisheng said: "If it were someone else, how many people dared to do such a thing?"

Hu Xiaomin suddenly whispered: "Third brother, Liu Namei is not very happy recently. When we were following the CCP organization, we found that they were already alert."

Lu Shisheng asked: "Have you reported this to the director?"

Hu Xiaomin said: "Yes. The director's meaning can be made known to Guan Shoumei. I copied a copy of the list for Guan Shoumei."

Lu Shisheng said disapprovingly: "Then it's okay. Liu Namei only has the Japanese in her eyes, so she is not on the same journey with us."

Entering No. 76, either a frustrated politician or a down-and-out soldier, or an ambitious literati and a speculative party. If it weren't for the sake of success, who would be willing to bear the infamy of a traitor?

Hu Xiaomin suddenly whispered: "Third brother, our goods arrived in Chongqing. As soon as we got ashore, they were sold out. Two more ships of tung oil were pulled back."

Lu Shisheng raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Hu Xiaomin said: "These two ships of tung oil have been found. They can ship as long as they dock. I have asked them to prepare the supply of goods and get ten ships of goods next time."

"Okay." Lu Shisheng's eyes showed an excitement. When the ship arrived in Shanghai, it meant that the dividends could be distributed.

As usual, if there was nothing special, Hu Xiaomin would go to Jiufeng Teahouse to sit. He would still send newspapers in the morning and go to school in the afternoon. She didn't want to spend too much money on Hu Xiaomin.

"Aren't you just asking you to deliver newspapers in the morning?" Hu Xiaomin said dissatisfied when he saw that it was almost noon and was still in Jiufeng Teahouse.

He felt that at such an age, he should sit in the classroom instead of running around for life. If he wanted to live, he would have opportunities in the future.

"I want to be self-reliant. You paid us tuition and made clothes. You can't use your money anymore." said firmly with a glance.

Hu Xiaomin sighed and said, "Your task now is to study. If you don't study hard now, you will never have such an opportunity in the future."

He smiled and said, "I can study at night. I will make up for it in the morning."

Hu Xiaomin asked: "Can you keep up?"

He glanced at him and patted his chest and said, "Please keep up."

In her tender eyes, she showed a firmness that was inconsistent with her age. Hu Xiaomin felt sad when she saw it. She had endured too many things that she shouldn't have to bear at this age. She was so sensible at the age of twelve or thirteen.

Hu Xiaomin said: "From the future, you will come to your house for dinner. You and I have one hand to grow up. Let Xianglian prepare delicious food for you. When you grow up quickly, you can really make money."

After a glance, he suddenly said, "I've eaten it. By the way, Sister Xianglian let me see your words and ask you to go back."

Hu Xiaomin knew that Feng Xianglian must have received the latest instructions from his superiors. He then went back to No. 3, Lane 473, Yuyuan Road. After arriving at home, Feng Xianglian secretly handed him an envelope.

Hu Xiaomin opened it after he got upstairs. There was a photo and a secret note inside. The photo was a man in his twenties. After reading the secret letter, he realized that this was He Shiru. In addition to Shi Jinsong's photo, he also had the area where he worked, the tavern and address where he often drank alone in the past two days.

Hu Xiaomin understood that the organization handed over the task of eliminating He Shiru to himself.

Hu Xiaomin also hated this worker who betrayed Ah Hai to the core.

In the afternoon, Hu Xiaomin went to No. 7, Yannianfang first, carefully disguised himself, and went to the French Concession alone.

After He Shiru took the money, he did not leave the French Concession, nor did he resign from the water and electricity company. He thought that all this was done perfectly, and no one would know that he betrayed Yu Ahai for 100 yuan.

Hu Xiaomin was looking for places where He Shiru often appeared. He had photos and address of He Shiru, so he didn't need to ask anyone about He Shiru's situation. After all, asking people will leave clues, which is not Hu Xiaomin's style.

In the tavern where He Shiru drank alone, Hu Xiaomin discovered He Shiru. I don’t know if it was because of guilt or fear, He Shiru would always get drunk during this period. Perhaps, he would forget everything after getting drunk.

Hu Xiaomin was about to go in when he suddenly found He Shiru walking out drunk. When he walked out of the tavern, he staggered and almost stood firm.

Hu Xiaomin originally wanted to take out the knife, but after thinking about it, he held back. He turned around and followed He Shiru. This place is not far from He Shiru's residence, so he probably wants to go home to sleep.

If He Shiru died at home, at least someone would know about it tomorrow. However, Hu Xiaomin suddenly changed his mind. There was a lot of traffic on the street, and cars and trucks rushed by from time to time.

When a truck drove over, Hu Xiaomin suddenly pushed He Shiru from behind. He Shiru, who was almost unable to stand firm, suddenly fell on the road. The truck that could not kill the car, had the front wheels pressed over He Shiru and the rear wheels were crushed again before the truck stopped.

"It's hitting someone to death!"

The person next to him suddenly shouted, and the Annan Police Station not far away rushed over.

At this time, He Shiru kept vomiting blood in his mouth, his pupils began to dilate, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Hu Xiaomin did not leave immediately. No one saw his actions just now. He walked to the opposite side and waited for the ambulance to arrive. Then, he followed him to Guangci Hospital. He had to confirm that He Shiru died before leaving with confidence.

It was already nine o'clock when Hu Xiaomin returned home. Although He Shiru was a small person, he still regarded him as an opponent. The severity of the task did not affect his caution.

"Mr. Hu is back." Feng Xianglian has been waiting for Hu Xiaomin. She knew about Hu Xiaomin's task, so she was always worried.

"Well, Xianglian, today I met him. He and Youyi were just about to grow up. Not only did they eat enough, but they also had to eat well. Find ways to buy some eggs and drink milk." Hu Xiaomin hung the leather bag in his hand on the clothes hanger and said while changing his shoes.
Chapter completed!