Tang Cheng wanted to find out what this Miyamoto brought with him when he came to Shanghai, but the freight yard of the Sixteen Pu Wharf was not so easy to get in and out, even if he could disguise himself, or even use a forged special high-tech certificate, it was impossible not to leave a trace at all. During this period of time, the plainclothes spies who continuously attacked the special high-tech in the concession must have also caused a high degree of vigilance on the special high-tech side.

If Miyamoto actually stored goods in the freight yard of the sixteenth shop wharf, there would still be people on the side of Tegaoke. As long as you leave traces in the dock yard, you will definitely be tracked down by the special high-tech side. Money is a good thing, but Tang Cheng didn't want to completely expose himself to the Japanese because of the unknown goods in the freight yard. So after some thought, Tang Cheng took Ma San to Hans's restaurant, and he was going to fool Hans to send someone to the freight yard to take the goods.

"Didn't you say yesterday that these big-nosed foreigners can't be trusted? Why did you change your mind in just one night? When there were still two streets away from Hans's restaurant, Ma San recognized that this was the route to the foreign restaurant, and thinking of what Tang Cheng had said to himself after leaving the restaurant yesterday, Ma San now wanted to find out whether what Tang Cheng said at that time was true or false.

"Third brother, even if we know that there are good things stored in that freight yard, we can't go to the freight yard by ourselves, we can't ask for money and die!" Before leaving the residence, Tang Cheng had already told Ma San about the bill of goods carefully. Knowing that the Japanese who was killed by Tang Cheng yesterday actually had a batch of goods stored in the wharf yard of the 16th shop, Ma San thought that Tang Cheng had taken him out and went to the 16th shop wharf yard, but he didn't expect to come to the foreign restaurant yesterday again.

"Third brother, think about it carefully, if the Japanese set up an ambush in the freight yard, wouldn't we be like meat buns and dogs in the past, and we won't return it if we go!" Tang Cheng reminded him like this, and Ma San recalled what happened before Tang Cheng killed people in the small clinic yesterday. Judging from the situation at the time, the street where the hotel was located was indeed ambushed by the Japanese, and if the two of them fell into each other's trap at that time, maybe it would be himself and Tang Cheng who died yesterday.

"What do you mean... Want to pick up your order at the yard with the big nose in the restaurant? Will this work? What if the Japanese you killed yesterday really brought gold to Shanghai, and the big nose in the restaurant swallowed it without permission? Ma San, who understood Tang Cheng's intentions, was a little hesitant, he had only been in contact with Hans once, although he didn't see what kind of person Hans was, but he also knew that foreigners couldn't believe it.

Ma San was worried about this, but Tang Cheng didn't care at all, and under Ma San's questioning, Tang Cheng said in a cold tone. "Then he has to dare! I dare to kill the Japanese in the concession, and I can also kill big-nosed foreigners like them. Tang Cheng's words are not fooling Ma San, if Hans really wants to monopolize the goods in the freight yard, Tang Cheng specified that he can't do it, after all, Hans only provided some information that has not been confirmed, but it was Tang Cheng who was born and died.

A day later, Ma San saw Hans again, and the three of them were still sitting separately in the same office as before. As soon as Tang Cheng saw Hans, he went straight to the point, and the bill of goods found in the briefcase was now on the table in front of Hans. The bill of goods that came out of Tang Cheng had been read by Hans over and over for a while, and when he learned yesterday that Miyamoto was actually killed by Tang Cheng outside the small clinic, Hans thought that this matter would end here.

But he never expected that as soon as Miyamoto left the hotel, he actually took the briefcase with him, and Tang Cheng grabbed it. "Tang, there is indeed a kind of bearer manifest in the freight yard of Shiliupu Wharf, but I have heard that most of this bearer manifest is smuggled goods, and most of the bearer bills are used by the Qinggang smuggling along the way, which is said to be convenient for buyers to pick up the goods. I checked this manifest and didn't mark it, but I didn't know the authenticity of this thing until I confirmed the goods. ”

Hans sounded fine with this, but Tang Cheng was unmoved, because he knew that if there was a problem with this manifest, Hans would not glance at the manifest from time to time. In Tang Cheng's opinion, the reason why Hans said this was to bargain with himself. Tang Cheng didn't want to be taken advantage of by Hans in vain, so he pouted with a cigarette in his mouth and rolled his eyes at Hans and laughed.

"I don't care about that, I'll ask you, do you want to do this? If I don't, I'll go find someone else! Tang Cheng knew that Hans would not let go of this opportunity, so as he spoke, he reached out and gestured to take back the bill of goods on the table. Hans naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity, and when he saw Tang Cheng stretching out his hand, he grabbed the bill of goods in his hand first, and his originally slightly stiff expression instantly eased.

"Don, we are friends, since you have come to me, then how can I refuse you! Don't worry, I'll send someone to the freight yard of Shiliupu Wharf, if there is no problem with this manifest, the things on the cargo space will not be taken away by others. "Hans has been doing black market business in Shanghai for several years, and he is considered an insider in the goods yard, and since he dares to make a package ticket like this, Tang Cheng finally put his mind at ease.

Hans said he would do it, and in front of Tang Cheng and Ma San, he used the phone in the restaurant office to explain to his subordinates, and someone immediately came in and took the manifest. Seeing that the bill of goods was taken away by Hans's people, Ma San was still a little worried, but looking at Tang Cheng's appearance, he didn't care. "Don't worry, if there's no problem at the yard, the news will come back soon." Ma San was not familiar with Hans, and it was normal to be worried, so Tang Cheng explained with a smile.

Hans's men didn't wait long in the restaurant's office before a phone call came in. The person on the other end of the phone was the same person who took the manifest before, and they rushed to the yard of the 16th shop wharf with the manifest, and found the location on the manifest without much effort and thought. Knowing that there were twelve large wooden boxes stored in the cargo space, Hans was also very surprised, what goods should be packed with thick pine planks?

"Leave that alone, get the stuff out of the fire first, and send it directly to Warehouse One, and we'll go to the warehouse to meet." Hans asked about the size of the large wooden boxes on the phone, and without thinking, he decided to transport the twelve wooden boxes into the secret warehouse in the concession. Hans has more than one secret warehouse in the concession, Tang Cheng alone knows about no less than three, but the No. 1 warehouse mentioned by Hans Assassin, Tang Cheng has never been there.

Saying that they would meet in the No. 1 warehouse, Hans, who hung up the phone, took Tang Cheng and the two of them out of the restaurant, and Tang Cheng was still thinking about what secret place Hans said that the No. 1 warehouse should be in a secret place, but what he didn't expect was that Hans just took them to walk half of the street to the left of the restaurant, and then took them into the alley on the side of the street. It's dark under the lights of play! When Tang Cheng turned into the alley, he didn't forget to turn around and observe his surroundings, only to find that it was actually just a street wall away from Hans's restaurant.

Hans's warehouse No. 1, in the middle of this alley, was originally a dwelling, but Hans had remodeled it to store some valuable goods and so-called contraband. After Tang Cheng followed Hans into this house, he found that there was still an old foreign couple living here, Hans did not introduce too much, but said that this old foreign couple was used to hide people's eyes, Tang Cheng expected that this should be the gatekeeper of the secret warehouse.

The twelve large wooden boxes taken out of the freight yard of the sixteenth shop were delivered one by one by Hans's men after more than an hour. "You guys are just moving boxes in broad daylight, so you are not afraid of being known, and secretly report to the patrol room?" Tang Cheng looked at the wooden boxes and thought to himself in his heart. Compared with Tang Cheng with a calm expression, Ma San was a little anxious, and when Tang Cheng and Hans were talking, Ma San was already ready to open one of the boxes.

Ma San wanted to open the boxes, Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't stop him, and Hans also wanted to know what was in these boxes, so he just watched but didn't make a sound. "Wow!" The first box that Ma San opened made Tang Cheng gasp. Ever since he knew that his mother was not in good health, Tang Cheng had been looking for various tonic medicines to nourish his mother's body. There is ginseng in the pharmacy, but it is so expensive that even in a small pharmacy, there are at most a few sticks in stock.

But in the entire wooden box that Ma San opened now, dozens of wooden boxes were neatly arranged, and each wooden box contained a ginseng that had been shaped and dried in the shade, and it looked good. Finding that the box was full of ginseng, Ma San secretly glanced at Tang Cheng, and then re-nailed the box with a bored face, wondering if Hans, the big nose, should know the wonderful use of ginseng, maybe not know the value of this box of ginseng.

The twelve boxes were quickly opened one by one by Ma San with a crowbar, and it turned out that of the twelve boxes, only the three smallest boxes contained samples of gold and ore, and the other boxes contained only medicinal herbs and furs. "Damn, why is there only so much gold? These furs and herbs are worthless! This damn Miyamoto is a brainless idiot. There wasn't much of Golden Sands in the three-person box, and after Hans weighed the weight of the Golden Sands, his expression showed anger.