You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 212 Betting
After firing a shot and seeing that Tu Feiyuan was still alive, Song Yuanyuan of the Eternal Night Group sighed regretfully and immediately packed her things to run away.

"Damn Zhao Xuan, why is he everywhere!"

While running, Song Yuanyuan, who is usually a dignified and ladylike woman, couldn't help but mutter and curse Zhao Xuan under her breath.

Originally, their plan was to wait for the enemy to come to their aid. Song Yuanyuan's task was to eliminate the Tu Feiyuan who came to provide support, thus buying time for the other action group in the chain.

Now that Tu Feiyuan is still alive, Song Yuanyuan needs to immediately tell her older sister what's going on.

As the agents from the original organization pursued them, Zhao Xuan looked at the chubby man beside him and said:
"Mr. Doi-Yuan, it seems the enemy is after you. If you miss with your first shot, flee immediately."

"Since the enemy has laid an ambush here, then Su Wen..."

Tu Feiyuan, his face ashen, continued Zhao Xuan's words:

"It's very dangerous!"

After saying that, Doiyuu's heart skipped a beat, and he stared blankly at Zhao Xuan, asking:

"Zhao Sang, don't you think we're being led by the nose by the enemy?"

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Xuan's expression changed drastically as he spoke:
"Lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

"Too fat man, does the original organization have anything important?"

The chubby boy swallowed hard, then asked with lingering fear:

"Does the list I told you when we were in the attic count?"

"Of course it counts! That money absolutely cannot be compromised. Doi-maru, we must go back immediately and quickly transfer Kawashima Ichiro and the others back to their original agencies!"

When Doi-man left, he had already ordered Kawashima Ichiro and others to come to the city office building.

“Zhao-san, you’re right. Everyone on the list absolutely must attend the meeting. Zhao-san, come back with me quickly. I know the way Kawashima-kun and the others came. Let’s intercept them directly!”

Before leaving the city office building, Doiyu ordered that Su Wen be found at all costs, dead or alive, and that the sniper be captured.

Less than ten minutes later, Tu Feiyuan and Zhao Xuan drove up and stopped Kawashima Ichiro's convoy. The group hurriedly returned to the original headquarters.

(Sir, request to share the perspective of nano-flying insects!)
Sitting in the car, Zhao Xuan could already see He Wanjun begin to act.

Furthermore, the Zhenxingqi Society and the Military Intelligence Bureau had already stormed the original headquarters, searching the interior thoroughly, and all the safes inside had been pried open.

Led by He Wanjun, Suo Chao from the rehabilitation association pried open the last safe, and everyone was stunned:
"Your Highness, what's going on? These safes don't contain what we're looking for at all!"

He Wanjun was now sweating profusely with anxiety. They had made such a commotion and gone through such a long detour just to lure away most of the original organization's people, especially Tu Feiyuan, and then search for the list of those involved in the Fugu Project.

As a result, He Wanjun opened all the safes she had investigated over the past few days, but still couldn't find the list.

"I don't know either, but we've searched the entire interior of the original organization, and I can confirm that there are no secret rooms or basements here. Could it be that the original organization's headquarters isn't here?"

The words had barely left her lips when He Wanjun quickly shook her head:

"Impossible. Doiyu has basically never left this place. If his headquarters isn't here, where would he work? The original organization's files and intelligence are definitely hidden here!"

"No, there isn't!"

Suo Chao panicked, and the Kuomintang agents, having found nothing during their search, quickly rushed over to join him.

"Didn't find it?"

"No, and there's no time left, we have to retreat!"

"Your Highness, you must also leave. After this, Tu Feiyuan will never trust you again."

He Wanjun nodded with a wry smile. Tu Feiyuan had never trusted her at all; he only kept her around to control Zhou He.

He Wanjun stayed behind not only to remain at the original organization and wait for an opportunity to act, but also to cover for Zhou Hao.

That's right, He Wanjun knew that Zhou He had already been killed by Zhou Hao.

Although Zhou Hao was a member of the Zhenxingqi Society, he was also a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau who had infiltrated the underground party.

But no sooner had the leader of the Military Intelligence Bureau finished speaking than Suo Chao of the Zhenxingqi Society directly rejected the idea:

"No, the Imperial Concubine cannot be withdrawn. What will happen to that person if she leaves?"

The people from the Military Intelligence Bureau frowned; it seemed He Wanjun had other tasks to perform here.

Outside the original structure, in a room in the building across the street, Dao Yan, holding binoculars, was observing the street and the interior of the original structure.

"Dao Dao, what's wrong?"

Dao Yan handed the binoculars to Zhu Zhili beside her:

"They probably didn't find anything. We need to tell them to evacuate immediately. We only have five minutes left at most!"

As soon as Dao Yan finished speaking, a nano-flying insect swiftly flew through the window and entered the room.

Zhao Xuan, who was rushing towards the original structure, saw Dao Yan and Zhu Zhili's backs and his heart stirred slightly.

(Edith, see that phone? Call it and tell Ayan that the original agency's archives were used to cover up the original agency's sushi restaurant.)
Dao Yan, who had just handed the binoculars to Zhu Zhili, was biting her finger, debating whether or not to order a forced retreat, when the phone on the table behind her rang.

Dao Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that something had gone wrong in the operation, and immediately turned around and grabbed the phone:

"What? Okay, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, under Zhu Zhili's puzzled gaze, Dao Yan immediately dialed another number:

"We've found the original agency's archives. It's the sushi restaurant that was used as a cover for the original agency. The original agency's files are inside the bar and food counter there!"

Five minutes, no, now there are only about three minutes left.

Seeing that Dao Yan was caught in a deeper dilemma after giving the order, Zhu Zhili sighed and decided to help Dao Yan observe the surrounding situation first.

Zhu Zhili, who had just picked up the binoculars, trembled slightly:
"It's too late!"

Dao Yan snatched the binoculars and saw that a convoy of Japanese soldiers had appeared on the street. Dao Yan immediately turned around, grabbed the phone on the table, and dialed the number:
"Execute Plan Three to facilitate the evacuation! Quickly!"

Even though the mission was not completed, Dao Yan still issued a retreat order.

However, having learned that the original archives of the organization were actually a sushi restaurant, Suo Chao and his team were not about to give up on their mission.

"Dao Dao, the Zhenxingqi Society people didn't retreat, instead they all headed towards the sushi restaurant. And that person, Wan Jun, how did she get here too!"

Dao Yan sighed wearily. A bunch of disobedient fellows.

"Zhili, detonate the bomb in the street stall. Let's hold them off for as long as we can, and buy them a little more time!"

Zhu Zhili bit her red lips tightly, and although she felt reluctant, she still closed the window.

The Kuomintang agents, disguised as street vendors, began detonating bombs hidden in the stalls one by one after seeing the windows closed as a signal.

As the bombs exploded one after another, Dao Yan closed her eyes, and a tear slid down her cheek.

"not good!"

Hearing Zhu Zhili's exclamation, Dao Yan quickly came over and looked through the crack in the window:
"How could this be? How could they have thought of that? They actually went around to this place!"

It's obvious that the fastest way from the city office building to the former government office is to go straight. In an emergency, who the hell would take a detour and cut in from the other side?

The bomb stopped Kawashima Ichiro's group, but Zhao Xuan, along with Miao Xue, Yuan Fang, Fan Dingfang, and Tu Feiyuan, took a detour and arrived.

I had just arrived at the sushi restaurant when I bumped right into the people from the Zhenxing Flag Society.

Seeing the agents who had rushed to the sushi restaurant and disembarked to attack, Dao Yan gritted her teeth in anger:
"Zhao Xuan! It was actually him who led his men on a detour here!"

Zhu Zhili quickly grabbed the excited Dao Yan:
"Dao Dao, calm down. Zhao Xuan is originally from 76. Do you expect him to help us?"

"Moreover, as I said from the beginning, this guy is extremely dangerous. As you saw today, Dao Dao, he has thought of things that others cannot. This person is definitely our biggest enemy lurking in Shanghai!"

"Dao Dao, retreat with me! We can't delay any longer!"

Dao Yan was both shocked and terrified as she watched Zhao Xuan shoot He Wanjun the moment he got out of the car.

Wasn't Zhao Xuan a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, just like me?
Isn't he just a tiger cub?
Why? Why did he shoot and kill He Wanjun?

Seeing that Zhao Xuan's every shot hit its mark, Dao Yan's heart turned completely cold.

But for Zhao Xuan, taking down He Wanjun was only to protect her; it wasn't a fatal wound, so what was there to fear?

Only by taking her down first can we avoid being accidentally injured by others, since other people's bullets don't have eyes.

As for the group that revitalized the flag society, they are enemies and need not leave alive!
"Cover Brother Suo!"

With the main gate blocked, they had no choice but to retreat from inside the original compound.

Fortunately, Dao Yan had already prepared several escape routes.

Upon hearing the Zhenxingqi Society members shouting to protect Suo Chao, they looked closely and realized that Suo Chao had obtained a confidential document.

Seeing Suo Chao turn to run under the cover of the crowd, Dao Yan, who was looking through the crack in the window of the room on the third floor opposite, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although many people died, including He Wanjun, it was all worthwhile to complete this mission.

But Dao Yan's relaxed mood vanished completely in the next second.

All that could be seen was Zhao Xuan crouching down, raising his gun, and pulling the trigger. The bullet actually passed through the gaps in the crowd's cover and pierced straight through Suo Chao's hind leg, causing Suo Chao to fall forward and collapse to the ground.

At this moment, all the original personnel from the organization arrived, and the Zhenxingqi Society members were all killed by bullets in less than half a minute under the combined attack of the two sides.

Tu Feiyuan panicked and ran into the sushi restaurant with his men. Seeing Suo Chao crawling forward on the ground, he grabbed a stool and slammed it down hard on Suo Chao's back without saying a word.

With a crack, the stool shattered, and Suo Chao collapsed unconscious to the ground.

The look of panic on Tu Feiyuan's face only faded as he picked up the documents that Suo Chao was holding in his arms.

"Mr. Zhao, thank you so much this time. If this thing had been taken away, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

Zhao Xuan led Miao Xue and Yuan Fang to Tu Feiyuan's side, smiled, and said:

"Since this concerns Doi-man's grand plan, I, Zhao, will naturally do my utmost."

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhili, who had already left Nanjing Road, glanced worriedly at Dao Yan sitting in the passenger seat as she drove.

"Dao Dao, the mission failed. I will report the situation as soon as possible. Don't take it to heart. Man proposes, God disposes. Nobody expected Zhao Xuan to take a detour. Moreover, his marksmanship is so tricky. Even if someone else got the item, they wouldn't be able to take it with them."

Dao Yan remained silent, looking down at her tightly clenched fists.

His previous investigations and every clue pointed to Zhao Xuan as a possible young tiger, but it was also possible that Zhao Xuan had been turned by his sister.

However, Dao Yan always felt that the former was more likely.

But what happened today has completely thrown Dao Yan's heart into turmoil.

Zhao Xuan was neither a young tiger nor a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Otherwise, even if he shot his own colleagues, he would not have targeted Suo Chao at such a crucial moment.

It's important to understand that at the time, Suo Chao had already obtained the documents and was about to evacuate under everyone's cover.

But Zhao Xuan took him down with a single shot.

When Zhao Xuan killed He Wanjun, Dao Yan still felt a little lucky. After all, Zhao Xuan had led the team there, and with so many people watching, he couldn't expose himself just to cover for others.

But the moment Zhao Xuan fired and took down Suo Chao, the facts directly overturned all the clues she had previously investigated.

Zhao Xuan could never be a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau!

It's important to know that this mission was assigned to the Kuomintang secret service agents who were operating in Shanghai, and Dao Yan was the deputy captain of this operation.

In other words, all the agents in Shanghai whose identities have been confirmed were involved in this operation.

To her utter surprise, the man who caused the entire mission to fail was none other than her husband, whom she had previously believed in, who was also her colleague and the man she admired as her idol, Young Tiger!

It turned out that everything was just her imagination.

After taking a deep breath, Dao Yan looked at Zhu Zhili, who was driving, and said:
"Although the mission failed, we can now confirm that the item is indeed in Doiyuu's hands. As long as we keep track of Doiyuu's movements, we can stop him."

"Go to Zhu's Clothing Store!"

Zhu Zhili glanced at Dao Yan with concern, but seeing the determination in her eyes, she could only nod in agreement.

Upon arriving at Zhu's Clothing Store, Dao Yan entered through the back door and went directly to the secret room of the fitting room.

At the glass table, Dao Yan sat down, poured himself a glass of strong liquor, downed it in one gulp, and then looked at Zhu Zhili and said:
"Today's operation was coordinated by the Eternal Night Group."

“I remember Diao Chan saying that she first confirmed that Su Wen would not go to the French Concession, and then corroborated this with the intelligence I obtained later, before we carried out today’s operation.”

"From the start of the operation, everything went smoothly, and Doi-man was successfully transferred away from his original organization."

"So now, the most crucial issue lies with Su Wen."

Zhu Zhili sat down next to Dao Yan, puzzled.
Why Su Wen?

Dao Yan looked at Zhu Zhili with an icy expression:
"Before answering your question, I also have a question: why were we able to use Su Wen to transfer Tu Feiyuan away?"

"This"

Zhu Zhili opened her mouth, then asked with a wry smile:

"why?"

Dao Yan's hands trembled slightly as he picked up the wine glass, took another sip of the strong liquor, and then continued:
"It's simple, because Su Wen is related to Doiyu's next plan."

"As is well known, although the Japanese have designated a concentrated residential area for Jewish refugees in Shanghai, the actual administration is handled by Su Wen, the acting mayor of Shanghai."

"The Fugu Project is no secret now. The Japanese want to help the Jews establish a state, but in reality, they want to use them to attract foreign investment in order to alleviate Japan's internal economic pressure."

“I know Diao Chan’s methods best. Zhi Li, quickly contact Diao Chan for me and ask if Su Wen has been dealt with. If not, then Diao Chan is following my orders and executing Plan Two.”

"In this way, as long as we start with Su Wen and keep an eye on Doiyu's movements, we can find out the specific time and place of their consultation with the Jews by using both methods simultaneously."

"Even without the list, we cannot let the Japanese plan succeed this time."

Zhu Zhili looked at Dao Yan in surprise, a gentle smile blooming on her face.

Zhu Zhili slowly raised her hand and touched Dao Yan's hair, saying with a smile:

"This is the Dao Dao I know! You've been focusing all your attention on turning Zhao Xuan against us, but I think it's better to force him to choose us than to try to turn him against us. Dao Dao, you've been using the wrong methods!"

"You are who you are. Don't try to use appeasement tactics. That's not your forte. Zhao Xuan is a smart man. Any smart man knows how to choose!"

"At least, before the task assigned to you by your superiors is revoked, it's good to change your methods!"

Dao Yan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of killing intent flashing in them:
"Okay, I understand. Zhili, go and contact Diaochan quickly."

In Shanghai, on Nanjing Road, inside the former Jiguan Sushi restaurant.

Nan Ting and her team carried the bodies onto the vehicle.

Zhao Xuan and Tu Feiyuan returned to the high pavilion.

Inside the sushi restaurant, Miao Xue looked rather surprised and suspicious, but she did as Zhao Xuan instructed, despite her doubts.

Seeing Nan Ting directing from the side, Miao Xue walked towards the exit of the original mechanism and said as she passed by Nan Ting:

"The second thing the section chief instructed you to do is to get He Wanjun to a safe place. After it's done, tell me the address and where the bodies were taken!"

Nan Ting nodded calmly, and Miao Xue, seeing this, quickly walked forward and left the sushi restaurant.

The original government office, high up in the pavilion.

For the first time, Doi-Yuan presented Zhao Xuan with the list of participants in the Fugu Project.

"I never imagined that the Military Intelligence Bureau's purpose was actually this list."

Zhao Xuan calmly finished reading the list and smiled:
"It seems the Military Intelligence Bureau doesn't want your plan to succeed. This operation by the Military Intelligence Bureau has failed, but they will never give up."

“Zhao Sang is right, that’s just how the Military Intelligence Bureau is.”

At this point, Tu Feiyuan smiled:

"Zhao Sang, do you think Su Wen's situation is a coincidence?"

Just now, Kawashima Ichiro came to report that Su Wen left the city office building with a woman he has been seeing closely recently and went shopping.

As for why the call didn't go through, it was because Su Wen's secretary, who had been in the office, had been having diarrhea and had gone to the infirmary.

To call all of this a coincidence is something Tu Feiyuan doesn't believe.

Without concrete evidence, Tu Feiyuan couldn't pinpoint what was amiss. After all, Su Wen had already cooperated as required. According to Su Wen and his secretary, Su Wen had agreed to go shopping with that woman yesterday, and at the time, Su Wen didn't know he would be cooperating with the original organization's plan today.

So if we really have to calculate it, we can only explain it as a coincidence.

Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment, then looked at the chubby-faced man with suspicion and asked:
"Mr. Tufeiyuan, may I ask if this Mr. Su is also attending the meeting three days from now?"

Tu Feiyuan laughed and clapped his hands.

"Zhao Sang is indeed clever. That's why I feel there are too many coincidences in today's events. The woman who is closely associated with Su Wen is probably very suspicious."

Zhao Xuan smiled, his expression cold, and said:
"Since that's the case, why don't we play along? Regardless of whether that woman has any problems or not, Su Wen is required to attend the meeting in three days."

"If there were a problem, the time and place of the meeting might have already been leaked."

"Then let's lay a trap and wait for them to fall into it."

"If there are no problems, everything can proceed as usual."

Tu Feiyuan got a satisfactory answer and wanted to invite Zhao Xuan to stay for dinner, but Zhao Xuan declined, saying he had something to do and left first.

After Zhao Xuan left, Kawashima Ichiro went up to the high pavilion.

Snapped!
As Doi-Yuan slapped Kawashima Ichiro across the face, Kawashima Ichiro lowered his head and hurriedly said:
"I'm sorry, sir, it was my oversight!"

Doi-Yuan snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as he looked at Kawashima Ichiro:
"I told you to monitor He Wanjun, and this is how you monitor her? You actually let her discover the location of our archives! You're a complete idiot! Compared to your sister, you're far less capable!"

Ichiro Kawashima apologized repeatedly:
"Sir, I have moved the archives to a spare room, but He Wanjun was also shot dead by Section Chief Zhao. I have arranged for Nan Ting to dispose of the body."

Upon hearing this, Tu Feiyuan's pupils contracted slightly:
"Arrange for Nan Ting to handle the body?"

"Hey! Thrown into a mass grave in the suburbs."

Doi-Yuan walked to the edge of the attic, leaned on the railing, and gazed into the distance. After a moment, he said:

"After she finishes disposing of the body, you go and check in person whether He Wanjun's body is still there."

"Sir, are you suspicious?"

Doi-maru turned around and faced Kawashima Ichiro, saying:
“Nan Ting has always been a member of the Zhenxingqi Society. Although she is now serving my original organization, I cannot trust such a person. This is a kind of screening of her.”

After Kawashima Ichiro left to carry out his orders, Doi-Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Zhao Sang, if He Wanjun's body has really been switched, then things will get much more interesting between you and Nan Ting. Whether she came here voluntarily or was arranged by you, Zhao Sang, we'll soon find out!"

Nan Ting told Tu Feiyuan that it came from Shanghai, hidden in the trunk of a car.

At the time, Nan Ting had also suffered a gunshot wound to her arm.

After learning about this, Tu Feiyuan immediately conducted an experiment, hiding someone in the trunk of a car and driving several times from Nanjing to Shanghai despite having an injured arm.

As it turned out, in that situation, the person would pass out after completing the entire run.

Furthermore, when Nan Ting came to find him, her gunshot wound had been treated, so Tu Feiyuan suspected that Nan Ting had actually been rescued by Zhao Xuan, and that it was very likely that Zhao Xuan had arranged for Nan Ting to come to find him.

Although Zhao Xuan's actions don't prove anything, it's much more interesting to place a pawn next to him.

He Wanjun's death was an accident for Tu Feiyuan, but it didn't stop him from using He Wanjun to fish for fish.

If He Wanjun's body is missing, then Zhao Xuan's actions are not simply about planting a pawn next to him.

After leaving the original office, Zhao Xuan quickly got into the car driven by Miao Xue.

"Section Chief, everything is ready. There's a female corpse in the trunk. No one can trace its origin. I've also treated the wounds."

"But section chief, why should we go and rescue He Wanjun? Isn't that person a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhao Xuan stared blankly ahead, nodded slightly, and said:
"That's right, she is indeed a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and my wife, Ayan, is an undercover agent planted by Ding Moqun within the Military Intelligence Bureau. Saving He Wanjun was to allow Ayan to gain more trust within the Military Intelligence Bureau, understand?"

Miao Xue's lips twitched slightly; this family was really interesting.

The section chief sent him to infiltrate the underground Communist Party, and the director then sent Section Chief Dao to infiltrate the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau.

The thought had barely formed in her mind when Miao Xue's pupils constricted sharply, and she asked incredulously:
"Section Chief, are you... are you betting on something?"

Seeing Zhao Xuan looking at her with a half-smile, Miao Xue was a little afraid that Zhao Xuan would be angry because of what she had said, but she didn't want to hide her thoughts from him.

"The director had high hopes for the Military Intelligence Bureau, so he sent Section Chief Dao to infiltrate it. But since I joined No. 76, Section Chief Dao hasn't arrested a single member of the Military Intelligence Bureau!"

"Does this mean the director is looking for a way out for himself?"

Seeing Zhao Xuan nod calmly, Miao Xue breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"So, Section Chief, you sent me to infiltrate the underground party, but never let me steal any intelligence from the underground party in order to attack them. This shows that the underground party was the backup plan you prepared for us."

Seeing Zhao Xuan nod again, Miao Xue took a deep breath and asked the question that puzzled her:

"But section chief, even if the Japanese really lose, judging from the current situation, the Kuomintang is clearly a more worthwhile investment than the underground party. Why did you choose the underground party?"

Zhao Xuan chuckled upon hearing this and said:

"Xiaoxue, you can't put all your eggs in one basket."

Miao Xue's pretty face instantly turned red. The section chief actually called her Xiao Xue!

In an instant, Miao Xue's confidence was strengthened:
"Don't worry, Section Chief, I will definitely work hard to climb up the ranks. When that day comes, I will do everything I can to protect you!"

Zhao Xuan chuckled, but as long as Miao Xue had the intention, that was enough. She would know how to serve the underground party from now on, and he wouldn't need to constantly urge and guide her. Miao Xue would be able to make the right choices.

From now on, everything Miao Xue does will be for the purpose of rescuing Zhao Xuan from this vortex.

Only by reaching a higher position and gaining more influence can she achieve this.

To achieve this, Miao Xue would have to make even greater contributions to the underground party, thus eliminating any possibility of her betraying the party.

"Xiaoxue, I'm getting off here. Take this disguise hood. When you get there, put this hood on the female corpse, and come back as soon as you've dealt with her."

"Yes, section chief!"

After getting out of the car, Zhao Xuan followed the directions given by Miao Xue and walked into a small alley, soon arriving at the door of a house.

Thump thump~ thump thump~ thump!
After a rhythmic knock, the door slowly opened.

Upon seeing Nan Ting, Zhao Xuan nodded and stepped inside.

Nan Ting, having closed the door, pointed to the small house in front of her:

"The person is inside. After I finish this, I still owe you two things, Section Chief Zhao. I'll be going now."

"Thank you!"

Nan Ting opened the door and left without saying a word. After the door closed again, Zhao Xuan went into the small house.

Seeing He Wanjun lying on the bed with a pale face, Zhao Xuan stepped forward and used a nano-mode simulation tool to remove the bullet from He Wanjun.

Seeing He Wanjun's forehead covered in cold sweat, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath and began to talk to Edith.

(Edith, the sniper in the city office building before, did the nanobugs follow her?)

(Sir, you can connect to the perspective of the nanobugs at any time.)
After sharing the perspective with the nanobugs, Zhao Xuan saw the Song family manor. In a beautifully decorated room, Liu Manping, Song Yuanyuan, and Chen Manli sat together in low spirits.

"Big sister, why did you let Su Wen go? We risked so much to kill him!"

Chen Manli glared at Liu Manping with resentment, while Song Yuanyuan took Chen Manli's hand and whispered words of comfort:
"Third sister, eldest sister must have her reasons for doing this. When has eldest sister ever done anything wrong?"

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Chen Manli's eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"No? If not, would my little sister have died? We knew she was in the original location, and instead of trying to rescue her, we killed her to cooperate with others!"

Liu Manping is also heartbroken. From the moment she learned of He Wanjun's death, Liu Manping has been filled with self-blame.

Because they trusted her, the sisters followed her to Shanghai to infiltrate and carry out a series of difficult missions assigned by the mountain city.

She said she would bring all her sisters back to the mountain town safe and sound, but now when she thinks back to what she said, it all seems like a joke.

"Third sister, don't say anymore, eldest sister must be feeling bad too!"

Song Yuanyuan sighed, and Chen Manli sobbed softly, looking at Liu Manping with choked sobs:
"Big sister, I'm sorry. I know it's not your fault."

Liu Manping took several deep breaths, fighting back tears as she looked at Song Yuanyuan and Chen Manli:
"This is the vice-captain's order. Our main task now is to cooperate with the vice-captain to complete the subsequent kidnapping mission."

"But since they haven't received the list yet, they can only start with Su Wen."

"Next, they will monitor Tu Feiyuan's movements, while our goal is to extract information from Su Wen about who those Jews are, take them all away, and if that fails, eliminate them!"

After speaking, Liu Manping took out a note from her elegant handbag:
"This man's name is Karl. His address is listed above. I met him today while shopping with Su Wen. Su Wen always thought I couldn't understand Hebrew, so from their conversation, I learned that this Karl will be attending a meeting in the French Concession in three days."

"I suspect that what the vice-captain wants is the list of attendees."

“Now, let’s do it both ways. Third Sister, I’ll leave Karl to you. Take him down and get the other people on the list out of him. I’ll continue by working on Su Wen.”

Chen Manli nodded heavily:

"Big sister, I understand!"

Song Yuanyuan pointed to herself:

"Big sister, what about me?"

"Support Third Sister, we must take down Karl."

Song Yuanyuan looked at Chen Manli calmly:
"Understood, Third Sister, another collaboration!"

At this moment, by He Wanjun's bedside, after listening to the conversation between the three sisters, Zhao Xuan stroked his chin and laughed.

Karl!

It seems that someone else will be coming to keep He Wanjun company again.

(Edith, your nanobot clone, keep a close eye on the three sisters! Also, Karl's address has been extracted.)
Zhao Xuan wasn't entirely at ease with He Wanjun being the only one there.

However, given He Wanjun's current injuries, she will be unable to move for the time being.

Judging from Song Yuanyuan and Chen Manli's expressions, they planned to take action tonight.

Zhao Xuan glanced at his watch. He decided to leave He Wanjun here for the night and have Song Yuanyuan and Chen Manli take care of her later.

After leaving the alley, Zhao Xuan found the place first, following Karl's address.

With the help of nanobots monitoring them, Zhao Xuan was fully aware of Song Yuanyuan and Chen Manli's movements.

After arriving at a restaurant near Carl's house, Zhao Xuan went to the front desk and called Miao Xue, who had already returned to No. 76.

In the office of the head of the intelligence section at No. 76, Miao Xue heard the phone ring and quickly stood up from her desk to answer it.

"Section Chief, okay, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, seeing that it was almost time to get off work, Miao Xue packed her things and prepared to leave.

But as soon as they stepped out, they ran into Dao Yan, who was walking towards them.

"Chief Dao."

Dao Yan nodded, looking at Miao Xue with a cold expression:

Where is Zhao Xuan?

Miao Xue frowned slightly, sensing some displeasure in his tone:
"I don't know! Section Chief Dao, I'm about to leave work. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Dao Yan was taken aback, and Miao Xue walked past her.

Turning around to watch Miao Xue's retreating figure, Dao Yan frowned. He quickly entered the intelligence room and walked to the window. He saw Miao Xue get on her bicycle and leave. After greeting the person on duty in the intelligence room, Dao Yan quickly chased after her, intending to follow her in his car.

Soon, Miao Xue realized that someone was following her, and that the person was driving around openly, making no attempt to hide.

Miao Xue was speechless. She never thought that she would be followed by someone one day!
Zhao Xuan, who called Miao Xue, also learned about Miao Xue's current situation through the nanobugs.

After thinking for a few seconds, Zhao Xuan took a slight breath, stood up, and walked to the front desk:

"Excuse me, let me make another call."

Upon hearing this, the foreign waiter at the front desk smiled and gestured for Zhao Xuan to proceed.

The original office, the room where Doi-man was located.

As soon as Ichiro Kawashima entered, he saw the chubby boy eating dinner and quietly stood aside.

After Doi-Yuan finished eating and wiped his mouth, Kawashima Ichiro finally spoke:
"Sir, we've confirmed it. All the bodies have been taken to the mass grave, and He Wanjun's body is there too. I checked it again, and she's definitely dead. On my way back, I shot her in the left and right chests."

Upon hearing this, Tu Feiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Well done. It seems that Zhao Sang is sincere in cooperating with us."

"Hey! Section Chief Zhao is indeed a rare talent."

Just as Doi-man was about to give Kawashima a command, the telephone on the low table rang:
"Moshi moshi, I'm Tu Feiyuan!"

"Zhao Sang!"

"Oh, I understand, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, the chubby-faced man looked at Ichiro Kawashima:
"Kawashima-kun, go to the restaurant at No. 46 Changyang Road, Hongkou. Zhao Sang is waiting for you there. Do everything according to his instructions!"

"Yes, sir! Please rest assured."

Meanwhile, Miao Xue, seeing the increasingly arrogant car that had caught up with her, stopped her bicycle at a phone booth and walked straight inside.

After dialing the number, Miao Xue looked back at Dao Yan, who had already gotten out of the car and was leaning against the door with his arms crossed, looking at her. Miao Xue sighed.

"Hello, is this the telephone company? Please transfer me to the restaurant at No. 46 Changyang Road, Hongkou District, and ask for Mr. Zhao Xuan."

A moment later, the call connected, and Miao Xue heard Zhao Xuan's voice say:
"Section Chief, Section Chief Dao has been following me the whole way. Should I shake her off or what?"

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Miao Xue stepped out of the phone booth, locked her bicycle, and then walked straight to Dao Yan.
"Section Chief Dao, get in the car, the section chief is waiting!"

Dao Yan walked around to the other side without saying a word and sat in the passenger seat. Seeing this, Miao Xue opened the door, got in, and drove the Cadillac toward Changyang Road in Hongkou.

After several minutes, perhaps Dao Yan couldn't hold back any longer, and finally asked:
Aren't you going to ask me why I'm following you?

Miao Xue smiled, glanced at Dao Yan, and said:

"Don't worry, Section Chief Dao. I'm not having a secret rendezvous with you. You don't need to keep such a close eye on me. I have a mission. Since you're here, the section chief's idea is to act together. If you're willing, you can come with me. If not, I'll take you back first, and then I'll go."

Dao Yan turned her head to look out the window without saying a word, and Miao Xue's lips curled slightly as she also fell silent.

Soon, they arrived at No. 46 Changyang Road, Hongkou District. When the two arrived, Kawashima Ichiro was already sitting in the restaurant having dinner with Zhao Xuan.

"You've come at the perfect time. I've ordered for you. Eat first, and then we'll get moving."

Miao Xue nodded, sat down next to Kawashima Ichiro, and picked up a knife and fork to start cutting the steak.

Dao Yan sat down next to Zhao Xuan quite naturally, and asked while cutting her steak:
"What action?"

After finishing the last piece of steak, Zhao Xuan took a sip of warm water before saying:

"I don't know yet; we'll find out when we get there."

Seeing that Zhao Xuan was giving her the runaround, Dao Yan knew she wouldn't get any more information out of him.

It was 7 p.m. at No. 66 Changyang Road.

Those who could live in this area were among the wealthiest Jews.

After all, the Moses Synagogue at No. 62 was the religious center that supported the spiritual life of the Jewish people.

This is a small Western-style villa. After Zhao Xuan and the others parked their car, they sat inside and waited quietly.

(Sir, Song Yuanyuan and Chen Manli have arrived. Song Yuanyuan is at the top of the auditorium, and Chen Manli is heading towards the small villa at No. 66.)
(Okay, Edith, activate nano mode and load all the empty magazines in my pistol with nano bullets.)
(Understood, sir!)
"Ahem, everyone needs to use the restroom sometimes. You guys keep watch here, I'm going to the meeting hall to use the restroom."

Dao Yan looked at Zhao Xuan suspiciously, and seeing that Zhao Xuan did indeed seem very anxious, Dao Yan nodded:

"Keep an eye on things, but you need to tell us clearly what you're watching!"

Miao Xue and Kawashima Ichiro, sitting in the back row, nodded quickly as well:

"Yeah, Zhao Sang, what exactly are we watching here?"

(End of this chapter)