Mu Yang had told Xia Kejun before that he was coming to Shanghai to investigate the robbed antiques. They rushed to Shanghai all the way for this matter. Now that the arrangements are made here, Mu Yang naturally has to start his own actions.

"I'm going to go outside tomorrow to find out the news. As for when the results will be, I can't say it right now." Mu Yang said.

Speaking of this, Mu Yang paused for a moment, then looked at Xia Kejun and said, "This matter is very dangerous, so I want to move out. The name I registered here was Mu Dongxu. If someone asked me in the future, you will say that. Tomorrow I will move to a hotel in Shanghai and change my identity. I will not come back often until this matter is achieved. You must be careful when you live alone."

Xia Kejun was mentally prepared, but when he heard Mu Yang's words, he still showed a look of reluctance on his face. The two of them suddenly separated along the way, so they naturally felt very reluctant. However, Xia Kejun is a very sensible girl. He looked at Mu Yang and said, "Brother Mu, you must be careful when you go out to do things. What you do is for the country and the people, but if you cannot do anything, don't force it. Also, please remember that Brother Mu will always wait here and wait for Brother Mu to come back."

Xia Kejun said very affectionately, and Mu Yang couldn't help holding him in his arms. Xia Kejun lay in Mu Yang's arms, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, he felt so down-to-earth. This was her support.

After relocating Xia Kejun, Mu Yang also accomplished a major event. He left enough money for Xia Kejun before leaving the next morning, and finally handed over the shell gun to Xia Kejun.

"Kejun, I'll give you this gun. I've taught you everything I should use it. And you also used this gun to avenge your parents' blood revenge. I think he will bless you with peace. If something that endangers your life, don't take anything else into consideration. Beat the enemy to death, and then hide first. I'm trying to find me or contact me. I've told you the specific secret contact method. Do you remember?" Mu Yang finally told Xia Kejun before leaving.

Xia Kejun nodded vigorously, tears rolling in her eyes, taking the pistol handed over by Mu Yang and holding it tightly in her hand.

"Okay, Brother Mu is gone. If I have time, I will come back to see you. Don't go out often. Now it's too messy. Prepare more daily necessities and ask Zhang Changjiu to buy them. Do you know?"

"Yes." Xia Kejun still nodded without saying a word.

"Then I'll leave."

"Brother Mu."

Xia Kejun called out Mu Yang who was about to turn around and threw himself into his arms. After all, tears couldn't help but flow.

"I will obediently wait for Brother Mu to come back at home. You must take care of yourself. Remember, I am waiting for you here, waiting for you to come back safely." Xia Kejun raised her tears and said to Mu Yang.

What else can Mu Yang say? Having such a good woman who wants to wait for you is definitely the greatest luck in your life.

Although Shanghai is no longer as prosperous as before, it is still the most prosperous metropolis in China.

Muyang checked in an international hotel that night, and his registered identity was Japanese, Kurita Akito.

Of course, Mu Yang also changed his appearance based on the appearance of Kurita Akito. Now he looks like Kurita Akito himself, but Mu Yang changed according to the appearance in Kurita Akito's photo, and there must be some differences. Moreover, Mu Yang can only speculate based on the old half-body photo, so there must be some differences.

Of course, the current situation is only a little different. It is estimated that only Kurita Akiha's family can distinguish the difference between the two. There is no limit to conditions, but it will definitely not affect the action.

International Hotel, a landmark building in Shanghai, was completed in 1934. It was the tallest building in the country and Asia at that time. It has maintained a record of height in Shanghai for half a century. It was still in use until later generations, but Muyang did not have the opportunity to check in. Now, I can truly enjoy the original international hotel service.

The key is that the location of the international hotel is quite good. It is on Nanjing Road, not far from the French Concession, and is in a truly prosperous area in Shanghai, and it is very convenient to enter and exit. In front of the hotel, it is opposite the horse racing hall, and next to it is "Pyke Road".

The racing hall was the best horse racing venue in Shanghai at that time. It was a crowd of tourists and merchants gathered. It was a good place for rich people to gambling, leisure and entertainment. But now it is also occupied by the Japanese.

Mu Yang came to the room and looked around. What he wanted was a luxurious suite. Anyway, there were so many Japanese yen in the space, and it was not wasteful. Are you waiting for a few months to depreciate wildly? Now you spend it on it and make a profit.

As for changing it to US dollar bills and pounds, I don’t have that time and can’t get any money, and I still care about this little banknote.

The decoration of the room is absolutely luxurious by the standards of this era, including cashmere carpets, leather sofas, telephones, floor-to-ceiling curtains, soft big beds, oil paintings decorated on the walls, even the oversized radio and neat bathrooms. All of this seems to be missing some electrical appliances, and it is not much different from hotels in later generations.

Mu Yang looked at his current appearance in the mirror, then grinned, changed into another suit, and left the hotel gate.

Walking on the streets of old Shanghai, I feel like I am entering history. Why didn’t Mu Yang feel like this when he was in Tianjin? He didn’t know. He guessed that he might have seen too many videos about old Shanghai and had a deeper impression of old Shanghai in his mind, so he had this feeling.

At this time, Shanghai was not just about prosperity, but more about loneliness. Now it is ruled by the Japanese, and coupled with the jurisdiction of the Wang puppet government, people's lives are not good, far less than the metropolitan flavor of Shanghai more than ten years ago.

The disabled people in the streets, beggars begging along the streets, and ordinary people looking around to seek life are the true portrayal of the Shanghai beach at this time. As for those who are rich and rich, only a very small number of people can enjoy it.

Mu Yang stopped a rickshaw on the street, without a destination, just wanted to appreciate the current style of Shanghai. Of course, the rickshaw driver couldn't run far, and Nanjing Road was also a commercial district, so he asked the driver to take a walk nearby and take a look first.

After seeing a large tea shop, Muyang stopped the coachman and paid the fare, Shi Shiran walked into this "Yuanfengrun Tea House".

The shop assistant was very enthusiastic and hurried to greet him: "What kind of tea do you want to buy? The tea varieties here are very complete, especially Huizhou tea, Qimen tea, Pingshui tea, Zhejiang tea, Ningzhou tea, Yushan Chinatown tea, Dexing tea, and Lianghu tea. They are all new products and new teas, ensuring that you can drink comfortably."

Mu Yang looked at the guy. This guy was so handsome that he practiced his words. He was much more enthusiastic than the salespeople in later generations. He was absolutely skilled in his business. He probably practiced it as a crosstalk.

"I'll take a look first, I'm calling you if you want anything." Mu Yang said, and then began to look around the store.

It is somewhat similar to the tea shops in later generations, but there are also many different places, especially some tea jars, which aroused Mu Yang's interest.
Chapter completed!