Republic of China Tycoon Reborn

Hearing Yuan Shanbao's reminder, Du Yuesheng remembered that it was already late autumn. Although the autumn in Shanghai was cool, it was not particularly cold, so he never paid attention to it. It was getting cold. I wonder if the master's illness has worsened?

"Shanbao, let's go back, shall we?" Du Yuesheng had an idea and couldn't hold it back.

Chen Junrong put down the newspaper and vetoed it with a serious face: "Absolutely not! Didn't you listen to Shenwu? Now the beach in Shanghai is in turmoil, and there are soldiers from the imperial court everywhere. Have you ever thought about it? You are on their blacklist. Say

Maybe Hong Yuansheng has a secret agent nearby. As soon as you show your face, there is a high chance of being caught!"

"Nade can't take care of me now." Du Yuesheng smiled softly: "As long as the Revolutionary Party is destroyed, he will be unable to make use of it. Now his life is more difficult than ours, don't you think?"

"You name it, I don't agree with it! Do you want to risk the lives of dozens of brothers like us?!" Chen Junrong's words of such weight made Du Yuesheng sigh and never mention this matter again.

The next morning, the morning light had not yet become clear, and the sky was still a bit dark. Yan Shenwu was already dressed and was about to start a whole day of exploration. In fact, Shanghai is now full of various incidents. But almost all of these incidents are correct.

Du Yuesheng was of no use. Du Yuesheng didn't let him go out to investigate every day, but he seemed to have developed a habit and would go out at this time every day.

Just as Yan Shenwu was about to go out, he suddenly paused slightly, the coldness in his eyes flashed past, and then he put on a smiling expression: "Yue Sheng, why don't you come in now? If I hadn't heard your breathing

, will definitely treat you as an enemy."

The door creaked open, and Du Yuesheng walked in with his head pierced: "Shenwu, are you going out again? It's still so early."

"It's rare for you to wake up so early today." Yan Shenwu tightened his leggings and asked Du Yuesheng half-jokingly: "Why did you come to me this early in the morning?"

"Shenwu, there is something wrong with the direction of your work." Du Yuesheng first said something official, and then explained to him: "Don't stare at the revolutionary party and the Qing government all day long, you have to get some information that is useful to us."

"What information?"

"Well, I can't explain it to you, so let's go out with you today and teach you step by step -"

"Come on." Yan Shenwu smiled slightly: "Are you bored and want to go out for a walk? Didn't Sister Chen say that? You can't go out now."

"Do you listen to him or to me?"

Yan Shenwu was stunned for a second, then laughed: "Let's go!"

Du Yuesheng was in high spirits, and the two of them walked towards the factory gate. Du Yuesheng looked at the tall pile of firewood next to the hall, and couldn't help but feel angry and funny at the same time: "I recruited this group of people, and now they have turned into hawkers selling melon seeds!"

The door creaked open, and Song Sanxi hurried in. Du Yuesheng stopped him: "Sanxi, why are you so worried so early in the morning?"

"Mr. Du, we are in trouble this morning -" Song Sanxi stopped, and then he realized that Du Yuesheng was standing not far from him.

"Bah!" Du Yuesheng groaned: "Where is the curse on me so early in the morning? What kind of bad luck did you get into? Doesn't it mean that if you get into bad luck so early in the morning, your whole day will be bad?"

"Well——, good luck then, we've got a treasure."

"What baby?"

"A corpse fell on the road at the door... a dead head."

Du Yuesheng knew that the so-called roadside corpses were people who died on the roadside with no one to collect them. There were homeless people in Shanghai, and there were also lonely widowers. They were either seriously ill, beaten to death, or even starved to death.

Die. In short, if this kind of person falls to the ground and dies while walking on the road, no one will collect the body. If he reports to the Yamen, he will be charged a large amount of cleanup fees.

The three words "dead head" cannot be spoken in Mandarin, but must be spoken in Shanghai dialect. "Dead head" means dead people, and it also refers to the corpse that fell on the road.

After Song Sanxi finished speaking, he would call for people to carry out the dead body, dig a hole anywhere and bury it. This thing cannot be kept. One would be depressing, and another, there would be a possibility of a plague outbreak.

Originally, this was a common thing in Shanghai, but Du Yuesheng keenly discovered something strange in it. Where are they? It's a suburb! It is unreasonable for a dead body to appear on the road in a place like this. Even assuming that this road

The fallen corpse really came here, trying to find a place to treat himself. But the paper mill opposite was majestic, with roaring machines and a lively atmosphere. Why didn't he go there? Why did he go to this roasted sesame seed factory that looked like a ruin?

Doorway?

"Let's go take a look." Du Yuesheng became energetic. He was not afraid of anything happening, but what he was most afraid of was having nothing to do.

At the gate, Liu Junda was frowning and pinching his nose, poking at the corpse lying on the road with a wooden stick: "Corpse, you are so unkind, why are you dying here? Don't you know how hard it is to bury you?"

Du Yuesheng and Yan Shenwu looked at the body covered in bruises and blood, and couldn't help but look at each other. Yan Shenwu took a breath: "It's that driver!"

The man in front of them was the driver of the Revolutionary Party who sent them back that night! Du Yuesheng and Yan Shenwu squatted down and pulled the driver over. Liu Junda said anxiously: "Don't, it may be infectious -"

"It's infected your head! You haven't died yet!" Du Yuesheng tried to breathe unobtrusively and scolded Liu Junda. Then he called to Yan Shenwu: "Carry him in, maybe he can be saved."

Several people hurriedly carried him in. Unexpectedly, Song Sanxi got clumsy and knocked the driver's head on the door frame. With a bang, Song Sanxi staggered and the driver fell to the ground.

"Don't you know how to be steady?" Du Yuesheng complained. The driver was so stimulated that he suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Du Yuesheng, he immediately became excited: "Du...Du..."

"Brother, I'm here! Don't worry, don't talk, I'll treat your injury right away."

The driver's eyes suddenly brightened, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face. Du Yuesheng's heart sank. This was a sign that the light was coming back, and this man could not be saved.

The driver grabbed Du Yuesheng's hand: "Mr. Du, help us -"

Du Yuesheng was about to speak, but the driver didn't give him a chance to speak, as if he himself knew that he was about to die: "I brought Zhiqing to find you, but before I left the city, I was ambushed. I can't make it."

, you have to deal with Jiang...Jiang Zhiqing."

His mind was a little confused. He said so much in confusion, but he didn't say the most important part. Du Yuesheng couldn't help but interrupt him: "Where is Jiang Zhiqing?"

"Let's go, we got separated——", the driver didn't finish his sentence, rolled his eyes and died.