Genius Agent

Chapter 14 One Action, Two Benefits

Today, Su Yuncheng will use this French-made "killer car" to take out the Japanese spies.

If we can get rid of him, it will be a way of avenging Xie Hanzhang.

He was one of the two people who were chasing Xie Hanzhang.

The trams were not punctual, and he waited until the tram in front of him passed before Su Yuncheng walked out of the bookstore with the books.

As soon as he saw the tram, Su Yuncheng could make arrangements.

As soon as Su Yuncheng moved, Xiao Lin immediately followed.

Five roads converge ahead, with the tram tracks at the intersection of Masnan Road and Avenue Joffre forming a fork at a degree of more than fifty degrees.

French tram drivers often drive very fast when passing through this area, startling many pedestrians, but the drivers seem to enjoy it.

Looking around, Su Yuncheng sighed inwardly.

He is not as good as his grandfather. Although he has studied hard, he needs more tools to help him realize his plan.

Unlike his grandfather, who often only needed a newspaper or a twig to commit murder.

Looking up at his watch, Su Yuncheng knew he had to keep the time within five seconds; there was no room for error.

This is the most difficult part of the plan.

When it was almost time, Su Yuncheng took out a handkerchief from his pocket, secretly opened a small bottle, and sprinkled some of the medicinal powder inside onto the handkerchief.

This is a kind of incense that his grandfather taught him to concoct. It has no color but a fragrance that can make people faint.

Su Yuncheng deliberately controlled the dosage so that it wouldn't make people faint, but it would cause a few seconds of dizziness, during which time a person would lose control of their body.

The drawback of this drug is that its effects cannot last long; it must be placed on a handkerchief before use and the dosage must be controlled.

Every step must be taken carefully, and mistakes must be avoided.

The advantage is that once the drug evaporates, even if it is tested, only a little fragrance can be detected, and no trace can be found.

Similarly, once the effects of the drug wear off, there are no abnormalities.

After taking out the handkerchief, Su Yuncheng looked disgusted and casually threw it into the roadside trash can.

The handkerchief was torn with a hole in it; this was a preparation Su Yuncheng had made in advance.

Even if the plan fails, the handkerchief won't cause him any trouble. He's not poor, so it's normal for him to throw away such a tattered handkerchief.

Su Yuncheng has confirmed that there is only one person tracking him.

Su Yuncheng understood Japanese spies; if they were tracking him, they would definitely check anything he left behind.

It has a faint fragrance, and many people will take a sniff out of curiosity.

If he ignores the warning, Su Yuncheng will implement the second plan, but that plan is more difficult and will be a test for Su Yuncheng.

He threw down the handkerchief and quickly went through the plan in his mind again, without missing anything.

Su Yuncheng walked slowly; he was waiting for the tram.

In the distance, the shadow of the tram finally appeared.

There were about forty trams in the French Concession, and the section of Avenue Joffre was a key route, with one tram passing by every seven or eight minutes.

Su Yuncheng continued forward; the shorter the distance to the tram, the greater the chance of the plan's success.

The tram was indeed very fast. Su Yuncheng quickly calculated in his mind, taking into account both the tram's speed and the speed of the trackers.

The stalker seemed to have some obsessive-compulsive tendencies, staying at least 30 meters away from him, neither getting closer nor increasing the distance.

In this way, Su Yuncheng could use his speed to control the time it took him to pass through specific sections of the road.

In addition, factors such as pedestrian obstruction and the speed of the follower must be taken into account.

The whole plan was indeed not easy.

Xiao Lin followed at a distance and noticed the things Su Yuncheng had left behind. After Su Yuncheng had walked away, Xiao Lin picked them out of the trash can.

A torn handkerchief?

Xiao Lin's spirits lifted. Could this be Su Yuncheng's way of transmitting information, with the handkerchief concealing the intelligence?

He's an intelligence operative, so he always considers things from an intelligence perspective first.

The faint fragrance attracted him, and Kobayashi held it to his nose and smelled it.

Su Yuncheng didn't need to turn around; he could sense the other person's emotions simply because they were watching him.

He immediately sensed a slight pleasure from the follower as the other person smelled the handkerchief.

Step one complete.

Su Yuncheng arrived at the intersection of Masnan Road. The tram was already approaching in the distance, accompanied by the urgent sound of its bell.

In the bustling streets, this sound is easily overlooked.

Su Yuncheng glanced at his watch again and walked forward.

As Su Yuncheng crossed the intersection, he glanced at the approaching tram.

A good killing tool.

Kobayashi didn't find anything unusual on the handkerchief, but he put it away for now and would examine it more carefully later. If he could find any information on it, it would be a great achievement.

Without intelligence, it's just garbage, something that can be discarded at any time.

Su Yuncheng suddenly stopped, and Xiao Lin behind him also stopped. He didn't realize that he had already come to the edge of the railway tracks and that the tram was very close to him.

The tram driver saw him; he had an Asian face and lazily rang the bell.

Just as Xiaolin was about to move, he felt a sudden dizziness and was unable to move his body.

The drug took effect within the timeframe planned by Su Yuncheng.

A few seconds is enough time for the tram to arrive beside him. The massive tram requires a braking distance of tens of meters, but with the tram so close, even if the driver wanted to brake, it would be impossible to stop in time.

[Boom!]

As the tram passed by on the tracks, Kobayashi, whose dizziness had just subsided, was horrified to see the enormous tram approaching in front of him.

His body was thrown forward, and the tram ran over him mercilessly.

Hearing the noise, Su Yuncheng turned around and breathed a sigh of relief. In this kind of car accident, unless the follower had accumulated great virtue in his ancestors, there was no chance of survival.

Someone was discovered to have been hit by the tram, and there were gasps of alarm from the surrounding crowd.

Su Yuncheng immediately walked towards the nearby phone booth.

A tram hitting and killing someone is news, and it's the kind of news that people love to hear. If it can be reported in detail as soon as possible, it can increase newspaper sales.

Most importantly, Su Yuncheng had to let Muto Tomohiro know that Special Higher Police agents were following him.

Otherwise, they could continue to send people to follow them at any time.

This time, Su Yuncheng dealt with the Japanese spy who was tracking him, which allowed Muto Tomohiro to discover that the Special Higher Police were investigating him, and also helped the newspaper increase its sales.

Three birds with one stone.

"Chuanming, another tram has killed someone on Xiafei Road. Bring people and a camera over here immediately."

When news broke, Su Yuncheng intervened immediately. He was out on business and didn't bring a camera; notifying the newspaper staff was just routine.

Incidentally, Huang Chuanming was also asked to find out the identity of the deceased, and the whole process was very natural.

"Yes, editor-in-chief."

Inside the newspaper office, Huang Chuanming hurriedly ran out with two other people, got on their bicycles, and rushed to the scene.

News is all about timeliness. If major newspapers get involved and the police are bribed to keep things secret, it will be very difficult for them to get more news.

After hanging up the phone, Su Yuncheng immediately went to the scene.

Before he even arrived, he noticed that the handkerchief the follower had picked up had been knocked out of the room, and a little boy in tattered clothes quickly picked it up and secretly put it in his pocket.

Su Yuncheng's lips curled up slightly. It was best that the handkerchief was taken away; he didn't need to handle it himself.

The amount of medicine on the handkerchief was small, and it would have mostly evaporated by now, posing no harm to the person who picked it up.