It will be of great help to know more about the situation of some key places in Shanghai, especially the port, which has become a bridgehead for the Japanese invaders to carry out wars and a transit point for plundering the wealth of China.

For the time being, the Japanese government did not dare to start a war with Britain and the United States, and the transportation of goods by British and American merchants was still normal for the time being, which was also an important transportation route for Huatong Trading Company.

Regardless of whether Song Bohai has the ability or not, it is easy to mobilize information from the police station, and it is not news that the police and gangs collude in the current Shanghai market, which is called making full use of resources.

"Senior brother, why are the people in the police station so respectful to you?" Lu Kunyu asked curiously.

"As you know, the Japanese have implemented an economic blockade policy against the Guotong area, and Shanghai's foreign trade is quite developed, so in order to prohibit strategic materials from entering the Guotong area, the Japanese military police command is preparing to set up an inspection team next year, which will be attached to the secret service headquarters, with the purpose of controlling the entry and exit of all materials in Shanghai."

"This is a vital department, and the power is very great, and if there is no clearance from the inspection team, once the gendarmes find that there are prohibited materials, they will confiscate the fines at the least, and they will be shot at the worst."

"The Japanese military police don't speak Huaxia, but I am a foreign language major, and some time ago I rescued those detained businessmen and made a lot of money for the special high class, and I may have to serve as an interpreter between the inspection team and the military police headquarters, which is equivalent to the representative of the military police headquarters."

"I can talk to the Japanese, and this Song Bohai wants to work in the inspection team, just to make money, so he wants to go to me, he is the nephew of the police chief Lu Ying, if this thing happens, you can walk sideways in the police station." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.

"Fortunately, I just worked as a translator for the inspection team, and what I did was also a material inspection, and I was not a big traitor in the eyes of the people. Lu Kunyu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Since Chen Mingxiang was forced to enter the secret service headquarters, he has already been a traitor, but fortunately, he belongs to the civilian position, and his hands are not stained with the blood of anti-log soldiers and ordinary people, and he belongs to the forgivable kind.

But Lu Kunyu didn't expect that Chen Mingxiang was appreciated by the Japanese, and he wanted to work in key departments, and he was getting deeper and deeper.

The foreign bank on the main road bought Lu Kunyu two leather coats, two sets of skirts and two pairs of shoes, and bought two scarves and two leather bags, and in a blink of an eye, it was thousands of legal currency, and Lu Kunyu was dumbfounded.

"Kunyu, I bought so many things today, I see, my God, it's all imported, the price is so expensive, I usually just dare to look, your family is so rich!" When I arrived at the newspaper office, the female colleague on the opposite side came over to take a look, and immediately shouted.

Indeed, based on the salary of the newspaper, ordinary reporters cannot save this money in a year, but it is already a considerable income in Shanghai, and the skilled workers in textile factories are more than 30 legal dollars a month.

Lu Kunyu saw that Chen Mingxiang's wallet also had at least more than 3,000 fiat currency, according to the current price of grain, one stone of rice is one hundred and twenty catties of rice, and the price is only forty fiat currency, which is too amazing to convert.

This Chen Chenglun didn't come out for an afternoon, what kind of fame did he make? It's a pity that I don't have an assistant, so I can't wait for him 24 hours a day, and I'm alone!

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, Chen Mingxiang turned around and was just about to return to the bicycle when a teenager passed by and accidentally bumped into him.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to move quite neatly, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong target today." Chen Mingxiang grabbed the young man's hand, and his dirty little hand grabbed his wallet.

The boy looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, and although his eyes were dark and bright, he was very attractive, but his face was yellow and thin, his clothes were tattered, and his cloth shoes were showing his toes.

"Uncle, I was wrong, you can spare me this time!" The boy pleaded.

This time he did choose the wrong target, the opponent's hand is much faster than his, and the strength of the hand is quite strong, and there is no chance to escape.

"You kid is still a habitual offender, okay, don't pretend to be pitiful with me, give you ten yuan, even if you don't miss this time, you won't be beaten to death by the boss when you go back." Chen Mingxiang took out ten yuan of fiat currency from his wallet.

It is said that there are some bastards who kill a thousand knives, and they specially force a group of children to be thieves, stealing food to eat, and starving and beating if they can't.

Even if these children are caught, the parties will slap and kick them twice at most, and no one will really send them to the police station, which is an idle egg pain!

The young man looked at Chen Mingxiang's wallet, his eyes were about to pop out, there were at least thousands of fiat currencies in it, and it looked like an ordinary person was so rich.

"I'm not a thief, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't do it, who would want to do such a job, uncle, you are a good person, save our family, I will be a cow and a horse to repay your great kindness." The boy was about to kneel down on the spot.

"Don't show off here, while I'm in a good mood, you tell me what's going on." Chen Mingxiang grabbed him.

The boy's name is Xue Xiaopeng, a native of Beiping, who took refuge with his parents and sister to a relative's house in Shanghai when the Japanese army captured Beiping.

Who would have thought that the Japanese army captured Shanghai not long after, and during the bombing, parents and relatives did not escape the catastrophe, which can be said to be a lot of disasters.

The two siblings are currently living in a shantytown in the public concession, and the elder sister Xue Lin was a student before she came, selling cigarettes to earn two dollars to buy rice.

Fortunately, Xue Lin found a target named Li Zhendong, and his family also died in the bombing, and he worked as a porter on the dock, barely able to sustain the three of them from starving to death.

It's a pity that now my brother-in-law had an accident and broke his leg when he was unloading, and not only did he not have money for treatment, but even eating became a problem.

Seeing the situation at home, Xue Xiaopeng, who sells newspapers on the street, can only take risks, this kid mixes on the streets of Shanghai every day, and he is familiar with this kind of thing.

But the real rich master, he couldn't steal and didn't dare to steal, plus his inexperience was not agile enough, and he was beaten twice, but fortunately he was not killed.

"I'll go with you to the house to see, what you said is the truth, I can consider helping you." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.

As for the hundreds of thousands of refugees in Shanghai, he is not able to help too many people, but since he has already run into this incident, it is a bit unreasonable.

There is little money in the life of a family of three, and thirty yuan is enough, which is a trivial matter for him. A slight leak in the finger is enough to eat.