At about 9 o'clock in the evening of the same day, a black car was parked in front of the two-story small house in Yong'an Lane on the side of Xiafei Road, and two men, one in his 40s and the other under 30 years old, came out of the car.

This man who is less than thirty years old is Chen Lei, and the man in his forties who accompanied him to get off the car is Iwai Ichiro.

I saw Iwai Ichiro give Chen Lei kind words, and then he got back into the car, and then the black car parked on the side of the road started again, and disappeared into the night in a moment.

Chen Lei, who was standing still, first let out a sigh of relief, then turned around and walked to the door of this small two-story building.

After calming down, Chen Lei took out a key from the pocket on the inside of his jacket, opened the lock on the door on the first floor, and pushed the door in.

At the same time as turning around and closing the door from the inside, he opened the ceiling switch hanging on the ceiling of the room on the first floor with his hand, and the sound of "squeaking" closing the door and the "snapping" switch sounded at the same time, and the room on the first floor, which was originally pitch black, suddenly lit up, as if it was daytime.

Out of instinctive reaction, Chen Lei, who had just locked the door from the inside, subconsciously looked down, looked down, he really didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Lei squatted down and found that on the inner ground of the threshold, a thin layer of incense ash was spread, and if he didn't look carefully, he would ignore the existence of this thin layer of incense ash.

When Chen Lei's head opened the door of memory, he immediately recalled that this "Chen Lei" who lived during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression in the Republic of China, due to the particularity of his identity, can be said to have maintained a high degree of vigilance all the time, even when leaving home.

Whenever he left his residence in Yong'anli Lane, Xiafei Road, in the French Concession of Shanghai, he would habitually sprinkle a thin layer of incense ash on the ground on the inner side of the threshold of the room on the first floor.

If someone breaks into the house while he is away, as long as he enters through the door on the first floor, he will definitely leave footprints and other marks on the thin layer of incense ash on the ground on the inside of the threshold.

Not only was a thin layer of incense ash sprinkled on the inside of the threshold of the room on the first floor, but also on the windowsill of the two rooms on the second floor, the bathroom and the bedroom, which were also concocted in the same way, and whether there were traces left on the incense ash to determine whether someone had come while he was not at home.

At this moment, Chen Lei, who stepped on the incense ash on the ground with his left foot on the inner side of the threshold of the room on the first floor, looked down twice and found that there were no other traces except for the footprints of his left foot on the incense ash.

Then, Chen Lei rushed down the stairs to the second floor, and checked the windowsills facing the street in the bedroom and bathroom, and there was no trace of the incense ash on them, which reassured him.

Since he was renting here, if he found it unsafe, he would move to another location.

However, since renting and living here, Chen Lei has never found anyone sneaking in while he is away, and from the current point of view, it is safe for him to continue to live here.

The problem is that now that the people at the Secret Service Headquarters have their eyes on him, it will probably not be long before the people at the Secret Service Headquarters will learn that he lives here, and when the time comes, it may not be safe here.

After returning to the room on the first floor, Chen Lei dragged his tired body, sat on the sofa with his back on his back, and just as he secretly wondered where these incense ashes came from, he saw a table placed in front of him.

On this table against the wall, there is a statue of Guan Gong made of enamel, and in the incense burner in front of the statue of Guan Gong, there is still a full pile of ashes, and next to the incense ash, there is a large handful of incense that has not been lit.

Seeing this, Chen Lei remembered that he had rented here for many years, and just a few days after moving in, after being introduced by the master to join the Shanghai Tang Youth Gang, he began to set up a statue of Guan Gong in the room, and burned incense in front of the statue of Guan Gong on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar calendar.

This is the rule of the Shanghai Green Gang, although Chen Lei was accepted as a closed disciple by the Shanghai Tang Green Gang boss and the Jianghu people called "Cao Ye" many years ago, among the children of the Shanghai Green Gang, he wore a long shirt, flipped white cuffs, and stepped on white-soled Qingbang cloth shoes.

After knowing these things through the memories poured into his head, he couldn't help but let Chen Lei gasp, he felt more and more that he wanted to play this complex role, and the difficulty was so great that he was dumbfounded.

However, this afternoon, after Chen Lei went through a life and death test in the secret service headquarters, he secretly firmly had an idea in his heart, that is, since he would not die in a catastrophe, he would use his current multiple identities to go to the beach.

Lying on the sofa and resting for a while, he had not yet eaten dinner, and suddenly his stomach began to growl.

Chen Lei, who stood up and shot, walked to another room on the first floor - the kitchen, looked around a few times, and found that there were not many things to eat in the kitchen, only a handful of noodles, a few green onions, and various seasonings, and there was not even an egg to replenish his body.

In desperation, Chen Lei had no choice but to put down this handful of dried noodles, and when the noodles were cooked, he put chopped green onions and various seasonings into the bowl to make a large bowl of green onion noodles.

Chen Lei, who was hungry, gobbled up this large bowl of green onion noodles, drank two cups of hot water, washed up, and went to the bedroom on the second floor to rest.

Due to Chen Lei's two chest injuries, he could only lie flat on the bed and sleep, although his eyes were closed, he still couldn't sleep, because he was thinking about one thing in his heart, and he couldn't make up his mind since he got out of the car.

That is, after Chen Lei left the secret service headquarters at No. 76 Jisfeier Road in Iwai Ichiro's special car, on the way to this residence, Iwai Ichiro asked him to rest at home for ten days and half a month, and then go to work at Iwai Mansion after the injuries on both sides of his chest have healed.

With the current situation of Chen Lei's injury, it will not cause any major problems to his daily work, and he neither agreed nor refused Iwai Ichiro's proposal to let him rest temporarily, but said that he would wait until tomorrow to see his physical condition before making a decision.

If someone else made an ambiguous answer like Chen Lei in front of Iwai Ichiro, he would have been reprimanded by Iwai Ichiro a long time ago.

As for Chen Lei's answer, Iwai Ichiro was not angry, but let Chen Lei make his own decision, regardless of whether Chen Lei went to work in Iwai Mansion or not, he gave full respect.

It can be seen that between Chen Lei and Iwai Ichiro, there is a relationship between superiors and subordinates, and even between ordinary friends, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Thinking of Wang Tianmu, who originally stretched out his hand to wear the boss's weapon, he was actually rebelled and surrendered by the secret service headquarters, resulting in almost all the hidden agents of the Shanghai Station of the Military Command being arrested, and more than a dozen secret contact points being destroyed, and the Shanghai Station of the Military Command was almost completely wiped out.

Thinking of this, Chen Lei felt that it was necessary for him to report the situation to his Lao Fang, the one-line liaison of the underground party in Shanghai, tomorrow, and then make the next step.