Out of the restaurant, Hu Xiaoyan asked Wu Dun to go back to sleep first. He and Wu Yi also had the task of translating "The Wealth of Nations" and "The Theory of Sea Power". There is no way, he translates quite quickly, but Wu Yi's writing speed is not fast, and these two books must be successfully translated before he goes to Beijing to fool Li Hongzhang, otherwise his newspaper will have to close after he leaves. Because Wu Yi is definitely not suitable to be the editor-in-chief.

The two walked on the autumn streets of Shanghai, looking at the lively scene like the afterlife. Feel the cool breeze.

Suddenly, Hu Xiaoyan felt a tingling pain in the Zhongtang acupoint. At the same time, his eyes were dark, and if it weren't for Wu Yi's pull, he would have almost fallen.

However, with experience, Hu Xiaoyan stood firm very calmly. His mind returned to the map in his mind.

At the same time as the acupoint in the middle hall was tingling just now, the map in his mind actually opened automatically! Hu Xiaoyan always thought that the map could only be opened when there was a threat. He has also experimented, and sometimes he can take the initiative to turn it on, but it must be when he is in good spirits to concentrate.

Then this time it is not in distress and it is not actively opened. How does the map open automatically?

After Hu Xiaoyan settled his mind, his mind focused on the map.

The map slowly unfolded, the characters in it slowly shrunk, and the environment of several streets around Hu Xiaoyan was slowly incorporated into the monitoring of the map.

No problem. The crowd of people coming and going and the firefly-like lights were displayed in the mind in full proportion, as well as a person with a red glow overhead.

Wait a minute. Hu Xiaoyan looked at the others very carefully. There was almost nothing above the heads of the crowd on the side of the road, and there was a light green touch on the top of Wu Yi's head. Only this one guy has a red top of his head.

Even if he didn't know anything about the map, he knew that something red could never be a good intention. Don't you see the monsters with red names and the players with red names in the game?

Hmph, Hu Xiaoyan took a closer look and found the person who was smoking at the intersection outside the street. The dress is very ordinary, and the face is looking to the other side, but on the map, this guy's face is really in front of Hu Xiaoyan's eyes. The map orientation can be adjusted!

He's meowing! It's Lawrence! He held a cigarette in his left hand and his right hand in his pocket. And the pockets are bulging.

How could this guy kill me? Could it be that his identity was revealed, or that he violated this guy's taboo?

Hu Xiaoyan's heart moved, slowly opened his eyes, and pushed away the anxious Wu Yi.

"Let's go, you continue to give back to the society. I still have something to do. ”

Wu Yi bowed her head and responded. Wu Yi can be regarded as Hu Xiaoyan's first purple and black fan in the world. It is estimated that Hu Xiaoyan wants to see that Wu Dawei is killed, and Wu Yi will not ask why, but will not hesitate to do it.

Hu Xiaoyan followed Wu Yi, and when he turned a corner, he walked into the back of a nearby shop. Then he waved his hand quietly and waved away the clerk who came up to greet him.

Lawrence slowly walked around the corner and looked at Wu Yi's back with a frown.

Discovered? Or is there something to leave?

Lawrence walked slowly, looking around as he took the opportunity to pull out his cigarette case. But it's a pity that Hu Xiaoyan had expected it, he hid in the depths of the store and was blocked by a pile of clothes. And Hu Xiaoyan didn't need to look at him at all. Eventually, he picked out a gray coat. His suit was an early black tuxedo.

After taking a few more steps, Lawrence turned back and searched for the way again, but still found nothing, and walked away calmly. Hu Xiaoyan followed across the street. This position, combined with the crowd barrier, made it difficult for Lawrence to spot him. And he walked across the street from Lawrence. Changed into a gray suit and carried a bag in his hand.

Lawrence entered a bar.

Hu Xiaoyan didn't go in, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the wall two blocks away to think carefully.

He had been busy with the newspaper for the past few days, and he rarely went out. It was not found whether Lawrence was tracking or not. But there should be no tracking. Because there is no reason.

So Lawrence's current tracking should be because of the series of articles on the rise of great powers. After all, there are very few international students in this era who specifically collect and interpret the history of various countries.

This is number one. Secondly, I am afraid that it is because of the purchase and sale of those 10,000 rifles. Because buyers who want to buy 10,000 rifles basically have a lot of money in this era. Even the sale of 10,000 rifles in later generations was enough to attract the attention of the intelligence services. And Hu Xiaoyan just lacks backstage and motivation!

It's so eager! Hu Xiaoyan secretly blamed. It seems that he has been deceiving people for a long time, and he has gotten himself into it. After all, he is not the son of Li Hongzhang. The arms trade is too arrogant and high-profile.

We must get rid of Li Hongzhang, the Oriental Bismarck, as soon as possible! As long as he has the endorsement of this first person in China, no matter how explicit he is, I believe that the intelligence agencies of various countries and the Manchu Qing Dynasty will not dare to do anything to him.

It wasn't until he smoked his fifth cigarette that Lawrence walked out of the bar. However, Hu Xiaoyan didn't care about Lawrence at all, he had already located the person who came into contact with Lawrence. The guy went to the bathroom with Lawrence and talked for a few minutes. It's just a pity that the conversation can't be heard. Lawrence then finished a beer and had a hot time with the two women. But it looks like there should be nothing wrong with these two women. Because it didn't take long for the conversation to happen, the guy walked out of the bar before Lawrence.

Is this guy a British or an American, because Hu Xiaoyan deliberately bumped into him, and then apologized in English. The guy responds fluently in English.

It's a pity that Hu Xiaoyan can't use three hands, otherwise he would have been able to steal this guy's documents.

But it's not impossible.

This guy actually has a little curly black hair, but a distinctly European face plate. He muttered and walked away, and Hu Xiaoyan stayed where he was, noticing that Lawrence was walking in almost the opposite direction from the guy.

Hu Xiaoyan sighed and followed the curly-haired man.

The curly-haired man seems to be much more generous, at least the apartment is in the British Concession, and the environment is much more elegant. Hu Xiaoyan was downstairs, watching the curly-haired man's every move on the map. It's a pity that the current limit of the map is only three or four streets. It is simply impossible to include Lawrence in the map.

After the curly-haired man went back, after taking off his coat, he lay on the table and wrote something, but unfortunately the words were too small, and no matter how Hu Xiaoyan adjusted the map, he couldn't see what he wrote. The man wrote it, folded it into a small square, and put it in the buttons of his clothes.

Lean. This button is actually vacuum!

Hu Xiaoyan patiently spent the night on the grass downstairs. Because the curly-haired man had gone to sleep.

Early the next morning, Hu Xiaoyan was woken up by a passing crowd. He looked at the map. The curly-haired man hasn't woken up yet. He had no choice but to find a breakfast stall, eat early, ask for some water, and wipe his face. Then went in the other direction.

Soon after the curly-haired man got up, he went to the neighborhood to have breakfast. After that, he wrapped the dress in a bag and sent it to the laundry shop.

The dress was eventually inadvertently touched by the shopkeeper, and a note on the button appeared in the man's hand. The shopkeeper put the note in the pocket of another piece of clothing. Then the dress was sent to the British Concession by the shopkeeper!

He's meowing! It's British. It was a British captain who collected the clothes.

The captain read the note and destroyed the body. Then he put on his hat and went out the door, went to another room, and reported something to the owner of the room. After that, the captain went out and went to his room. A telegraph looms from behind a sticker on the wall behind the door.

Hu Xiaoyan had no way of knowing the content of the report. But you can guess it if you think about it. There are only two possibilities: one is to ask if the trade for 10,000 rifles has been made; The second is to check Hu Xiaoyan's identity. After all, Chinese who can be familiar with the history of European and American countries must have been to European and American countries before! In Europe and the United States, this kind of thing is very conspicuous. At least British intelligence definitely has a record of such people.

The intelligence services of the British Empire were arguably one of the most powerful espionage organizations of our time. Even the FBI in the United States, which was advocated by later generations, could never be as accurate as the United Kingdom. This is because the definition and actions of intelligence organizations in various countries are still in their infancy. The well-known FBI is now mainly targeting the country. Germany, on the other hand, has most of its spy organizations in France and England. As for Africa and China, don't think about it.

The most powerful surviving spy agencies in China belong to two countries: Britain and Japan.

After knowing that Lawrence was actually an intelligence agent of the British Intelligence Agency, Hu Xiaoyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Because his intelligence does not belong to this era at all. The British agents were doomed to work in vain. And with this time difference, it is enough for Hu Xiaoyan to convince Li Hongzhang.

Back to the newspaper. Wu Yi and Wu Dun are already working. After all, today is the day when the newspaper is recruiting. Seeing Wu Dun looking serious outside the door, Hu Xiaoyan couldn't help but be a little funny. Because Wu Dun can't even write his own name.

Wu Dun smiled honestly and entered the room: "Childe, the eldest brother said that the matter is done, let you go home and talk about it at night." ”

Got it done? Hu Xiaoyan was in a trance for a long time before he remembered. It turned out that he wanted the big boss to rob the Chaozhou Gang.

Although the Teochew Gang in 1898 had become a certain climate, they actually did not have much strength. It wasn't until Huang Jinrong ruled Shanghai that the Chaozhou Gang slowly bought firearms and armed the family in order to fight against the gangs in Shanghai.

The Teochew Gang in this era was still armed with broadswords and long sticks. If they encounter a big boss who eats black, they can only be regarded as unlucky. Because the great ruler has a musket in his hand.

Hu Xiaoyan smiled slightly. He was worried about running a school and lacking money. But first, he must convince this group of robbers from Anhui to be of his use. You must know that the black goods of the Teochew Gang are worth a lot of money. Hundreds of thousands of taels of silver can only be regarded as ordinary. A business of more than a million is considered a big business.

Thinking of this black money and ammunition, Hu Xiaoyan suddenly thought of the Mosingana rifle. It dawned on him.

Lawrence, this guy must have been using a Chinese spy organization to check on him again. But this time the big bosses ate black and black, exposing the fact that they had Mosingana rifles. The bullets of the Mosingana rifle are very different from those of Europe and the United States. The 7.62×54mm bullet is clearly Mosingana. Then during this time, Hu Xiaoyan happened to buy ten Mosingana rifles. I can't make Lawrence not doubt it.

So here's the problem, Hu Xiaoyan claims to be the spokesperson of a certain bigwig and wants to buy a rifle. But he bought a rifle and actually went to black and eat black! So what is Hu Xiaoyan's true identity? Is his backstage a bigwig or the son of Li Hongzhang as he claims?

And so on, and so on, and so on, will definitely be discovered and investigated by Lawrence. Then the subsequent tracking is understandable.

He meowed. Hu Xiaoyan scolded secretly! I can't wait to punch myself. It's really ill-conceived. I knew that I should go to Beijing City first, and then let the big boss do it! Now I must be registered in the intelligence agencies of the British Empire! The problems and crises you will face in the future will increase exponentially.

What to do? Hu Xiaoyan asked himself. He ignored Wu Dun and walked around the room alone.

Central Intelligence Agency! Lawrence!

Lawrence! Central Intelligence Agency!

Pregnant! Hu Xiaoyan's heart lit up! Am I not lacking a good intelligence collector in China? You must know that there is no espionage organization in China! Although it is a crisis, isn't Lawrence just the right gift package to be delivered to your door? Besides, it is difficult to subdue Lawrence, but it will not be more difficult than convincing Li Hongzhang. However, the current British intelligence service is not called the CIA. It should be called MI6. I don't know if it's or not But it doesn't matter, the first problem now is the university and Li Hongzhang. MI6 will be discussed later.