Muyang realized that it was time for them to part ways.

  She opened a box, inside which was a scarf and a handbag, both of which had just been bought while strolling around. Mu Yang directly wrapped the scarf around Qin Huaiyun's neck and took the handbag for himself.

  He patted his body, took out a few bundles of cash, and said to Qin Huaiyun: "There are yen, dollars, and pounds here. You can use them according to the situation. I won't give you silver coins because they're too heavy." He stuffed the money into his pocket.

  Then Muyang took out a pistol from his waist and handed it to Qin Huaiyun: "You know how to use this kind of gun, right?"

  Qin Huaiyun looked at Mu Yang with a puzzled expression, she really didn't know when Mu Yang had brought the gun on her, this morning when Mu Yang was dressing, she hadn't noticed Mu Yang carrying a gun.

  But this man has too many secrets, and now is not the time to pursue them.

  "The Nambu Type 14 pistol, also known as the 'Tosho-gata', will do," said Qin Huaiyun.

  "Alright, take this gun and keep it for self-defense. Here's a pack of bullets too, bring them along." He said, putting the bullets into his pocket.

  Qin Huaiyun put the pistol into the pocket of his windbreaker. Fortunately, the M1911 was relatively small, otherwise it would be really inconvenient to carry around. You try letting a woman carry a shotgun and see how ridiculous she looks. Actually, Mu Yang thought that the most handsome pistol in this era was the M1911, but up until now he still hadn't gotten his hands on one.

  "You must take care of yourself and don't get caught again. I won't always be by your side." Murong said softly, handing the handbag to Qin Huaiyun.

  "You too, what you're doing is actually more dangerous, you need to be more careful." Qin Huaiyun murmured.

  Separately, sometimes together.

  Qin Huaiyun left.

  Muyang sat on the chair in the fitting room, lost in thought.

  She admired Qin Huaiyun's courage, a determination to die that he did not possess.

  He did his best to help Qin Huaiyun, but he could only do so much. In the end, the danger still had to be faced by Qin Huaiyun himself.

  Now, Muyang can only silently pray that this strong woman can survive, live until the day the Japanese surrender, and then have the peaceful and comfortable life she has always wanted.

  "I hope there will be a day when we can meet again." Murong whispered.

  He tidied up the fitting room, transformed back into his usual appearance as Ritsuta Akira, and walked out of the door. Under the waiter's strange gaze, he headed towards the entrance.

  "Sir, sir, please wait a moment." Just as Muyang's hand was about to touch the door handle, he heard the waiter's voice behind him.

  "Mu Yang turned around and asked, 'What's wrong, is there something going on?'"

  "Sir, the lady who just left hasn't paid for her clothes yet." The waiter said in a low voice.

  Mu Yang was speechless for a moment, "Didn't she pay?"

  "She didn't pay the bill, saying the man would pay it!"

  Mu Yang was left speechless with laughter and tears, Qin Huaiyun this woman, even on the verge of leaving still had to show off herself, how embarrassing.

  After Mu Yang finished paying the bill, he walked out of the clothing store under the gaze of the waiter and several customers who looked at him with a mixture of confusion and disdain. Standing at the street corner, he watched the bustling crowd. Suddenly, Mu Yang smiled, a very happy smile.

  This is probably Qin Huaiyun's way of expressing emotions.

  She hopes to leave for Mu Yang a bright and cheerful figure, rather than a sorrowful farewell.

  Walking on the street, although the crowd was bustling and noisy, Mu Yang still felt a sense of loneliness and unease.

  Muyang shook off his sluggishness, it seemed like he was going to do something now.

  "Right, wasn't Takaeda Kou saying that Nakamura Koutarou General is leaving Shanghai by ship? I'll go see him off too." Muyang's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he hailed a rickshaw.

  "Where is Mr. going?"

  "Go to the dock." Murong said and got on a rickshaw, sitting comfortably inside.

  Although it's not too far from the 16th Wharf, at the pace of a rickshaw, it would take at least over 20 minutes. At first, Muyang was still interested in looking around at the scenery, but after looking for a while, he found that it was actually just like that.

  Closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, he thought about his next move in his mind.

  Suddenly, the driver stopped and said, "Sir, the road ahead is blocked and we can't get through."

  Muyang opened his eyes and looked around, asking: "Where are we?"

  "We came by the side road, and just around the corner ahead is the main road, but now the whole road has been blocked off by the Japanese and they won't let us pass. Today it seems like some big shot is boarding a ship, so this place is under martial law." said the rickshaw driver.

  Muyang nodded and paid the fare. He then wandered around the nearby area, mainly to observe the terrain and find a favorable location.

  Here is the translation:

  This place is not far from the 16th Wharf, and you can see the wharf's silhouette at the street corner, just across a road. The street is lined with high-rise buildings overlooking the Huangpu River. Yang looked at his watch and saw it was already 10:40; he didn't have much time left and needed to act quickly.

  Originally, Mu Yang had gone shopping with Qin Huaiyun and had forgotten about the matter, or rather, had intentionally ignored it. He had many opportunities to kill the Japanese general and wasn't in a hurry, he also wanted to spend more time with Qin Huaiyun. However, Qin Huaiyun said goodbye and left, leaving Mu Yang with nothing to do for the time being.

  Adding to his bad mood, Lieutenant General Nakamura Kōtarō could only blame himself for being unlucky.

  Finally settled on a place, Huamao Building, a building that combines shopping and hotel, is just a little far from the dock, with nearly a thousand meters. What Muyang values is that it is high enough and has a good view.

  As for saying that the distance is a bit far, Mu Yang feels that with his own marksmanship, he still has a 50% chance of success. Of course, even if he fails, it's just missing an opportunity.

  However, Muyang was still very cautious and changed his face to resemble Takashi Goto's before entering the mall. It had a similar appearance to department stores of later generations, except that everything was placed behind counters.

  Mu Yang didn't linger and went straight up the stairs.

  "This gentleman, upstairs is an office area, outsiders are not allowed to enter." When walking to the top floor, Mu Yang was stopped by a security guard.

  Muyang directly took out his own documents and flashed them in front of the security guard, saying: "I'm on a mission to safeguard, I need to check here, you can't stop me."

  "Ah, it's you, Master Tai. I'm the head of security here. What can I do for you?" The security captain immediately put on a humble smile.

  "Which place has the most open view and the best scenery?" Murong asked.

  "This floor is the office area, the view is good, all our departments are here, do you want me to inform our manager?" asked the security captain cautiously.

  "It's all right, I'm just checking, as long as there's no danger, I'll leave," said Mu Yang.

  "Ah, right! There's also a bell tower above, it's the highest point. Would you like to take a look?" The security captain suddenly remembered the bell tower and quickly reported to Mu Yang.

  "Bell tower, huh, want to go take a look, you know how to get up there?"

  "I know, I have the key on that side, I'll take you up there."

  The security captain led the way in front, taking Mu Yang to the clock tower on the top floor.

  The bell tower is a separate house and the highest point of this 5-story building. Such attached clock towers were also common at that time, not particularly rare.

  Inside, everywhere was mechanical parts, the clock was still moving, and the bearing gear made a clicking collision sound. Muyang looked around and found a small door at the position of the dial plate, which was used to adjust the hour hand outside.

  Looking out from the small door, he found that the view was excellent, and Mu Yang couldn't help but nod secretly. Then he said to the security guard standing beside him, "You take a look, isn't this position very unsafe?"

  The security captain did not dare to slack off, and followed the direction pointed by Mu Yang, squatting down from the small door to look outside. Suddenly, he only felt a numbness, and then directly fell to the ground, unconscious.

  "Sorry to trouble you," said Mu Yang, moving the security captain aside. "You're quite heavy, can't you lose some weight?" Mu Yang muttered.

  Mu Yang took out a blanket from the space and spread it on the ground, mainly because he was afraid of getting his suit dirty. Then he observed the situation at the dock through the small window.

  At this time, the dock had been cleared by the Japanese army to make a large empty space, unlike the chaos when Mu Yang got off the ship a few days ago. All the ships now were driven to other areas, and only one big ship was anchored at the dock.

  That should be General Nakamura Kōtarō boarding a passenger ship returning to Japan.