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

Chapter 223 Murder Case
"Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

Chen Manli stepped forward, holding a dagger, and after brandishing it in front of Zhou Wei's eyes, asked with a radiant smile:

"Water ghost."

"you"

Zhou Wei stared in astonishment at the woman before him, who, even with her face covered, appeared stunningly beautiful and alluring:

"Are you from the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics?"

Chen Manli was stunned. What made Zhou Wei suspect that she was a Kuomintang agent?

Liu Manping, also masked, stepped forward helplessly and stared at Zhou Wei expressionlessly, asking:

"This afternoon, you met someone at the coffee shop. Tell me, was your contact a member of the underground Communist Party?"

"You know the rules of the Military Intelligence Bureau. If you make contact with underground party members, you don't want your head."

Zhou Wei looked at Liu Manping in horror:
"Are you also from the Military Intelligence Bureau?"

laugh!
"what!!"

Chen Manli's dagger was already embedded in Zhou Wei's shoulder, and she said in a chilling tone:
“Water ghost, now it’s our turn to ask you questions, not the other way around. Next time, it won’t be your shoulder to lean on.”

Zhou Wei, sweating profusely, nodded repeatedly:
"You're from the anti-traitor squad? But you've got it wrong. I don't know that woman at all, and she's an idiot who can even get her contact wrong."

"As for whether she is a member of the underground party, I also have my doubts. But I met with her for a mission. She had a batch of penicillin, which is a scarce drug. I was lurking on Fuzhou Road to keep an eye on whether penicillin was leaking out of the black market."

Liu Manping and Chen Manli exchanged a glance, then both looked at Zhou Wei:

"We can find you the first time, and we can find you the second time. As for that girl, I hope you can keep it to yourself."

Zhou Wei nodded repeatedly:

"Absolutely, absolutely! I haven't reported this to my superiors. I'm just a marginal figure at the Shanghai station. Don't worry, I'm just doing my job."

On Fuzhou Road, Chen Manli drove away.

"Big sister, are we just going to let him go like this? Do you believe what he says?"

“Not harming my colleagues is my bottom line. According to Fourth Sister, given Zhou Wei’s cautious nature and what we did tonight, even if it’s for his own life, he won’t report it.”

After thinking for a few seconds, Chen Manli nodded:
"Hopefully."

At this moment, Zhou Wei, who had already returned home, was treating the wound on his shoulder while cursing and swearing.

"Damn it, how did they know I was going to meet the seller today? And how did they know that the idiot woman I was meeting with might be a member of the underground Communist Party?"

"It seems we need to investigate this woman's identity. And those two women, how dare they lay a hand on their colleagues? Hmph, just you wait."

Creak~
As the sound of the wardrobe beside him being pushed open rang out, Zhou Wei was startled and quickly turned his head to look. At the same time, his left hand reached for the gun hidden under the table, and he swiftly raised the gun and pulled the trigger at the woman.

A clicking sound rang out, and Zhou Wei glanced at the gun in his hand in horror.

The clanging sound was like a knife stabbing into his heart. At that moment, Zhou Wei only saw a woman with long hair and wearing a gray trench coat walk out of the closet, her hand loosening, and a bunch of bullets fell to the ground.

"You've kept me waiting. It seems someone has been looking for you. Who was it?"

Zhou Wei stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief:
"Dao Yan, the head of the 76th Telecommunications Section!"

He couldn't believe that this person would actually come to him.

Seeing Zhou Wei grab the scissors from the medical kit, Dao Yan stepped forward and dislocated Zhou Wei's left arm in the instant she made her move.

After a scream, Zhou Wei fell backward and sat on the ground, stumbling backward.

"My patience is limited. Who contacted you?"

Zhou Wei watched in horror as Dao Yan approached him step by step. From their previous exchange, Zhou Wei was certain that he was no match for this woman. Now that he couldn't use either of his arms, he had no hope of escaping.

Thinking of the two women who tormented him in the sewers, Zhou Wei gritted his teeth and said:

"There were two women, but I didn't recognize them, and they were both wearing masks."

Dao Yan stopped and began to think with a puzzled expression.

Dao Yan suspected that the two men were likely also members of the Military Intelligence Bureau because they didn't kill Zhou Wei.

"What do they want from you?"

Zhou Wei swallowed hard.
“I do business on the black market and have offended too many people. Today I went to meet with the sellers, and they warned me not to do this business anymore. I agreed, and then they let me go.”

Dao Yan's lips curled slightly as she crouched down and picked up the scissors Zhou Wei had dropped.
"Do you think I'm easy to talk to, you water ghost!"

Zhou Wei was completely convinced; how come everyone knew his code name?

"You...you're also a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau!?"

Dao Yan laughed:
"It seems those two women are also from the Military Intelligence Bureau. Tell me, what did they talk to you about?"

"Are you really a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau? You've been infiltrating very deep! But don't worry, I'm very discreet and would never betray my own people. I heard that Section Chief Dao has a younger sister who is studying at Shenjiang University, but I've never had the chance to meet her."

Zhou Wei is now certain that Dao Yan is a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, so he can relax a bit.

Now that Dao Yan, who was lurking in the 76th Division, had met with him, Zhou Wei knew that if his words did not meet Dao Yan's expectations, even if they were colleagues, he would be doomed.

Moreover, in Zhou Wei's understanding, only Phoenix Tail Orchid and Young Tiger could infiltrate so deeply within No. 76.

Phoenix Tail Orchid has already left Shanghai, so this woman in front of me is actually the legendary agent Young Tiger!
At that moment, Zhou Wei didn't know whether he should be excited or cry. His luck was just too bad!
At other times, he would be thrilled to see the cub, but today, all Zhou Wei wanted to do was cry.

"You must be Young Tiger. I really didn't expect that the person who came to meet me today would be your sister, and I certainly didn't expect that your sister would be involved in the black market."

Feeling misunderstood, Dao Yan was speechless and could only look at Zhou Wei and ask:

"What I'm asking now is, what did those two women talk to you about?"

After confirming with a high degree of certainty that the person in front of him was indeed the young tiger, Zhou Wei swallowed hard.

"Before I answer your question, you answer one of my questions first."

Seeing Dao Yan nod, Zhou Wei breathed a sigh of relief:

"The goods my boss sourced for you last month are already at the dock. When are you going to pick them up?"

Dao Yan was secretly pleased. Wasn't this the secret code he used when mobilizing some of the Kuomintang agents in Shanghai?

This person has mistakenly thought he is a young tiger. Doesn't that mean that even a young tiger can mobilize the people he can mobilize?

However, upon further reflection, Dao Yan also found it reasonable. Even she herself was Youhu's subordinate, and Youhu could mobilize even more people than she could.

"I'm selling goods to your boss, not ordering from him. If the balance isn't paid in the last three days, I'll go to him in person."

"You really are a tiger cub!"

Zhou Wei let out a long sigh of relief, and then, in front of Dao Yan, he twisted his left hand hard on the ground, restoring the dislocated joint.

After shaking his arms a couple of times, Zhou Wei looked at Dao Yan and said:
"Young Tiger, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry about your sister's situation, but don't worry, I haven't reported her condition to my superiors yet. However, you should resolve your sister's problem as soon as possible."

"Also, Young Tiger, can I work for you from now on? My current missions are either infiltrating someone's side or hiding in the black market. I really can't stand these types of missions anymore."

Dao Yan squinted at Zhou Wei for a while, then, after a thought, said:

"If those two women contact you again, be sure to find out their identities. This is the task I'm assigning you. Also, thank you for Dao Ya's matter."

Zhou Wei said solemnly:
"Make sure to complete the mission."

After saying that, Zhou Wei finally put on a smiling face:
“Your sister isn’t one of us, and she doesn’t seem like a member of the underground party, so it’s not against the rules that I didn’t report it. Thank you for giving me this opportunity.”

After Dao Yan left, Zhou Wei picked up the overturned stool in the room.

If Zhou Wei hadn't promised Dao Yan he would help her lure out those two women, he wouldn't have dared to stay here any longer.

Moreover, Zhou Wei had a strange feeling about the two women. They seemed like members of the Military Intelligence Bureau, but also more like outsiders, even more marginalized than himself.

Yet, this very person managed to find him and even knew his code name. Even if it weren't for following Young Tiger, Zhou Wei would have found a way to figure this out.

Although both of them were masked, Zhou Wei was confident that if he saw them again someday, he would definitely recognize them.

Zhou Wei had completely memorized the distinctive features of Liu Manping and Chen Manli.

Zhou Wei glanced at the injury on his right shoulder, his lips twitching. As he placed the first-aid kit on the table to treat the injury, he heard a clatter. Then, his eyes widened, he raised his left hand to cover his throat, his eyes quickly turned bloodshot, and he fell backward.

A crossbow bolt struck Zhou Wei precisely in the throat.

At that moment, a black figure descended from the courtyard wall.

A woman with short hair and a cold expression, carrying a crossbow in her hand, walked step by step into Zhou Wei's house.

Seeing Zhou Wei with a crossbow bolt piercing his throat, she took out another crossbow bolt, walked slowly to Zhou Wei's side, squatted down, raised the bolt high, and swiftly pierced Zhou Wei's wide-open right eye.

Blood spurted out. The woman glanced around expressionlessly, walked to the wardrobe, took out a blue suit, and burned it along with the crossbow in the brazier.

After the suit burned out, the woman glanced back at the dead Zhou Wei, emptied everything from the first-aid kit, and then put the ashes of the suit from the brazier into the first-aid kit.

The woman picked up the medical kit without changing her expression and left through the main gate of Zhou Wei's house. After leaving, she didn't forget to close the gate for Zhou Wei.

The first phone booth I encountered on Fuzhou Road was entered by a woman wearing a black trench coat and carrying a first-aid kit.

She didn't dial the number; she simply stood quietly in the phone booth and glanced at her watch.

As soon as she lowered her raised hand, the phone rang.

Only after the call connected did a smile appear on the woman's cold face:
"Section Chief, it's resolved, but Section Chief Dao arrived before me, so I don't know what they talked about."

"Okay, then I'm going home."

Miao Xue hung up the phone, a smile on her face, and walked briskly out of the phone booth, humming a little tune as she leisurely walked towards the Cadillac sedan parked not far away on the street.

Wusong Road, Special Higher Police Apartment Complex, Villa No. 3.

After Zhao Xuan finished speaking, his gaze turned to Dao Ya, who was sitting obediently beside him:
"solved."

Dao Ya lowered her head and replied regretfully:

"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry."

Zhao Xuan raised his hand and ruffled Dao Ya's hair, saying with eyes full of affection:

"Everyone makes mistakes. Learn from your mistakes and don't repeat them."

"Brother-in-law, I promise I won't make that mistake again, no, I won't make that mistake again!"

In the past, Zhao Xuan would have had other ways to resolve this matter.

But these days are different.

Number 76 has been completely turned into a puppet, and Zhao Xuan in the Special Higher Police is also walking on thin ice.

If Zhou Wei doesn't die, and one day he falls into the hands of the Japanese, Zhao Xuan dares not gamble that Zhou Wei might reveal what happened today.

However, even if Zhou Wei didn't fall into the hands of the Japanese, once he reported the matter, would the people in Yamashiro still believe Dao Ya?

Zhao Xuan had put in so much effort to turn Dao Ya into Hu Niu, and he didn't want to waste all his hard work because of Zhou Wei.

"Xiaoya, you let an underground party member go today, but a Kuomintang agent died because of you. I want to tell you that in the future, if you can't guarantee that everything will be done perfectly, even if you just watch, don't take action."

"Remember, you are Tiger Girl, and Tiger Girl's value is higher than any of theirs!"

The following day, Zhao Xuan arrived at the Special Higher Police Department early in the morning to report for duty.

However, apart from Aizawa Keiko, Yamayukazu, and Murakami Yua, the rest of the Special Higher Police officers seemed somewhat indifferent and distant towards Zhao Xuan's arrival.

Zhao Xuan had visited the Special Higher Police before, and everyone greeted him with smiles. But this time was different. Although Zhao Xuan did not have a specific position, he was still considered a member of the Special Higher Police.

The fact that a Chinese national was allowed to join the Special Higher Police for the first time in history made Kishimoto Osamu and others feel uneasy, and naturally they wouldn't give Zhao Xuan a friendly look.

As soon as Zhao Xuan arrived, Lan Zehuizi convened a meeting.

“We have been following up on the issue of the Japanese yen template for a long time. Now, let’s summarize the findings of our investigation.”

Everyone in the conference room knew that Lan Zehui was doing this to involve Zhao Xuan as well.

If their investigation makes progress, Kishimoto and others will definitely stand up to oppose it.

However, there has been no progress in destroying the Japanese currency templates, and Kishimoto Osamu and others are under a lot of psychological pressure. They would be happy to have someone join in to share the burden.

Osamu Kishimoto spoke first:
"Section Chief, the intelligence department has already investigated and found out that Shancheng has increased its troops in Eling. Previously, that area was used by Shancheng as a warehouse to store newly printed legal tender. Now that they have increased their troops, I suspect that they may be using Eling as a base for printing money."

At this time, the head of the telecommunications department, Yoshiaki Saki, also said:

"After we compiled all the telegrams, we found that the orders for banknote printing that Shancheng had previously cooperated with foreign countries on were gradually decreasing. We couldn't see the problem once or twice, but after compiling all the telegrams, we found that Shancheng's orders for banknote printing had decreased by 40%."

"If we combine this with the information from Kishimoto's side, Eling might really be a money printing base that the mountain city is using, but if it's about printing legal tender, they have no reason to do that."

"The only explanation is that they may actually have obtained the Japanese currency templates and the color-changing ink we use."

As soon as they finished speaking, Aizawa Keiko's gaze swept towards Yama Yuichio.

"Section Chief, the Action Section has also made arrangements, but the reinforcements sent to Eling are too many, and it is a mountainous area. Even if we bomb, we cannot confirm whether the target has been destroyed. Under the current circumstances, if we want to destroy the Japanese currency templates inside, we can only launch a direct attack."

Aizawa Keiko shook her head, and Yamayu Kazuo also lowered his head.

If a direct assault were the solution, they wouldn't be in such a predicament.

On the technical side, Yua Murakami said with a serious expression:

"Section Chief, I think we should request the Kamikaze Special Forces of the Central China Theater to complete this mission. No one is more professional than them."

Aizawa Keiko had considered this idea before, but soon the Central China War Zone was about to break out, and Matsui Iwane would not agree to their request.

The Kamikaze Special Forces are Matsui's trump card.

Thinking of this, Lan Zehuizi turned to look at Zhao Xuan, who was sitting to her side and behind:

"Advisor, do you think we have any other way to destroy that Japanese yen template?"

Zhao Xuan knew that today's meeting was for him, and that Lan Zehuizi's purpose was to help Zhao Xuan gain a foothold in the Special Higher Police.

If Zhao Xuan can convince everyone today, his days in the Special Higher Police will be much easier in the future.

Zhao Xuan smiled and looked at everyone present, saying:

"Actually, it can now be basically confirmed that the mountain city of Eling is the printing base used by the Kuomintang, but whether it is used to print Japanese yen is still under discussion."

Kishimoto Osamu frowned, gave a cold snort, and looked at Zhao Xuan:
"Zhao-san, does this still need confirmation? Didn't Saki-kun already say that Yamashiro's banknote printing orders in cooperation with foreign countries have decreased by 40%? Isn't that enough to prove that the Kuomintang is printing Japanese yen in Eling?"

Sasaki Yoshiaki nodded in agreement.
"Kishimoto is right. If they could print their own currency, they wouldn't have bought our color-changing ink formula before, and they wouldn't have cooperated with foreigners to print money."

Lan Zehuizi looked at Zhao Xuan with some worry, but Zhao Xuan had already stood up, walked to Lan Zehuizi's side, and said calmly and unhurriedly:
"Gentlemen, if Yamashiro really has the Japanese currency template, then we only have one chance to destroy it. If we fail the first time, it will be even more impossible to succeed afterward."

"Therefore, our top priority is to confirm whether Eling is really printing Japanese yen."

Harune Kishimoto and Yoshiaki Sagi chuckled, looking at Zhao Xuan with a mocking gaze:

"You make it sound so easy. If we could confirm it, would we still be able to wait for you?"

"Eling is heavily guarded; our people can't even get close, so how can we confirm anything?"

Aizawa Keiko said with difficulty:
"Advisor, that's true. We simply can't get close to the areas held by the KMT."

Zhao Xuan smiled and shook his head:

"You're going in the wrong direction. Who said that to determine if Eling is a base for printing Japanese currency, we have to go in and investigate?" At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Xuan.

"How can we know if there is a banknote printing plant in Eling that prints Japanese currency if we don't investigate?"

"Zhao Sang, you say we're going in the wrong direction, then tell me, how are we supposed to be sure without going in to investigate?"

Lan Zehui looked at Zhao Xuan with delight. She knew that if Zhao Xuan said those words, he must have a solution.

"Actually, we only need to start with the materials."

Upon hearing this, Yua Murakami's eyes lit up, and she stood up excitedly, saying:

"I see!"

"What Zhao Sang means is that we can investigate whether any San Ya tree bark is being transported to Eling."

Seeing Zhao Xuan nod, Murakami Yua continued:

"The bark of the three-leaf tree, also known as Daphne odora, is something that our technical department has been gathering information on. This material is distributed in Henan, Shaanxi, and the southwestern regions of China. Among them, Daphne odora from Yunnan has the highest yield and the best properties, and it is an indispensable material for printing Japanese currency."

“If they want to print Japanese yen, they must transport this material to Eling. As long as we find out where they are transporting the bark of the three-leaf tree, we can determine where they are printing Japanese yen and where the Japanese yen template is.”

Osamu Kishimoto and Yoshiaki Saki exchanged a glance; they hadn't actually thought of this method before.

The main problem was that they had no idea what materials were needed to print Japanese currency, so they could only start their investigation with the color-changing ink.

However, they couldn't find many useful clues from this aspect.

After all, Yamashiro had previously purchased a large quantity of color-changing ink materials for printing Japanese currency, and these materials were originally intended for printing Japanese yen in Japan.

Investigating where a batch of stockpiled goods went becomes significantly more difficult. If the raw materials were actually in Eling, then tracing them would be impossible.

"Just do as the consultant says. We only have one chance. We must first find out where Yamashiro hid the Japanese yen template."

Aizawa Keiko's decision was final, and Kishimoto Osamu and Saki Yoshiaki could not refute it, because it was indeed the right path.

After the meeting, Lan Zehui happily led Zhao Xuan to her office.

"Ah Xuan, please sit down first, I'll make you a cup of tea."

Zhao Xuan sat down on the sofa, and soon, Lan Zehui brought over a cup of tea.

"You don't need to worry about Xiaoya. I met with Koji Ida last night, and the Military Police Headquarters has resumed supplying materials to our Special Higher Police."

"And Koji Ida was implying to me that I shouldn't get involved in the warehouse in the old factory area. It seems that the medicines that Ai Sato and Xiaoya got were leaked from the Military Police Headquarters' Supply Department."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuan asked curiously:
"Huizi, you have no objection to them reselling military supplies?"

Aizawa Keiko smiled and shook her head:

"As the war has progressed to this point, who is still pure? The navy is becoming more blatant, while for our intelligence agency, the task is simple: provide intelligence support during wartime and ensure stability in the rear after the war."

"As long as they don't go too far and the cabinet doesn't ask, even if we know, we'll pretend we didn't see it."

"But Xiaoya can't get too involved with them. After all, wars will eventually end, and accountability will come."

"At that time, it won't be so easy for Xiaoya to get away unscathed."

Seeing Zhao Xuan's worried expression, Lan Zehui said with a smile:

"But Ah Xuan, you don't need to worry too much. The medicines that Sato Ai got from the military supply department are just small-scale operations and won't amount to much."

"Since Xiaoya likes making money, let her try it out. If things start to escalate, I will make Xiaoya withdraw immediately."

After hearing this, Zhao Xuan pretended to breathe a sigh of relief:

"In that case, thank you very much, Huizi. Xiaoya is becoming more and more unruly these days. It's good to let her cause some trouble in a small way, at least she won't cause any bigger problems."

Aizawa Keiko covered her mouth and smiled:
“Ah Xuan, you’re right. I also treat Xiao Ya like a younger sister. After all, she calls me Sister Huizi.”

After taking a sip of tea, Zhao Xuan looked at Lan Zehuizi:

"Keiko, if we really want to find out where the Japanese currency template is so we can formulate a destruction plan, there's no better way than sending someone over to coordinate and track the progress of the mission. If needed, I can go to Yamashiro."

Aizawa Keiko quickly shook her head:

"no!"

“Anyone can go to Shancheng, but you can’t. Right now, your name is still on the top three of the Military Intelligence Bureau’s kill list. Going to Shancheng would be like walking into a trap.”

Seeing Zhao Xuan nod, Lan Zehuizi finally breathed a sigh of relief:
“Ah Xuan, I know you don’t have as much freedom in the Special Higher Police as you do in the 76th Division, and the people in the Special Higher Police aren’t very friendly to you, but believe me, I will definitely help you change this situation and make them respect and trust you.”

Zhao Xuan smiled and waved his hand:

“Huizi, actually I don’t care about any of this. The job of a consultant is very easy. Like now, the meeting is over, and I don’t really have anything to do. I can just go back to my apartment, read a book, and drink tea. This is the kind of life I long for.”

Aizawa Keiko smiled, pursing her lips, and said in a slightly annoyed tone:

“Ah Xuan, I brought you to the Special Higher Police Department not so you could enjoy a life of ease. If you think it’s that easy, I’m not going to let you.”

"I only feel at ease when you're by my side."

After speaking, Aizawa Keiko got up and walked to her desk, bringing over a document:
"Ah Xuan, take a look at this."

Zhao Xuan glanced at it, and in dialysis mode, the contents of the document appeared in Zhao Xuan's mind.

This document contains intelligence about the underground party member's meeting with the underground party members from Nanjing yesterday.

What Zhao Xuan didn't expect was that Ito Heiji, who was next to Tu Feiyuan, was actually Aizawa Keiko's man.

This information was given to Doi-man by Kagesa, and then leaked to Aizawa Keiko by Ito Heiji.

"Is it about the underground party member who escaped from the coffee shop yesterday?"

Seeing that Zhao Xuan had guessed the contents of the document without even looking at it, Lan Zehuizi was even more delighted and sat back down next to him:
“That’s right. Although the trail of that underground party member has gone cold, the trail of this one from Nanjing has not gone cold.”

“Yama Yuichiro and Kishimoto Osamu have been following up, and now we have roughly pinpointed the area where the underground party member from Nanjing is located.”

"The reason I didn't start the investigation was that I wanted to play the long game and catch the big fish, and bring down the entire underground party network."

Well, Zhao Xuan hadn't even planned to look at the document, but Lan Zehuizi ended up explaining most of its contents.

Under dialysis mode, Zhao Xuan was fully aware of Lan Zehui's psychological activities. Zhao Xuan knew that even if he didn't want to participate, after hearing what Huizi had just said, he had no choice but to participate.

"Huizi, do you want me to command this arrest operation?"

Seeing that Zhao Xuan understood her thoughts so well, Lan Zehui was overjoyed. Didn't this prove that she and Zhao Xuan were of one mind?

"Yes, Ah Xuan, you urgently need to establish yourself in the Special Higher Police. Although you don't have real power yet, this is only temporary. I believe that once you have made enough contributions, the Cabinet will not mistreat the meritorious officials of the Empire."

"Besides, your mother and I will help you. Instead of staying in a small workshop like No. 76, why don't you make your mark on a bigger platform, Ah Xuan?"

Zhao Xuan felt rather helpless about Lan Zehuizi's high regard for him.

He knew that the chances of him gaining more power from the Japanese were slim to none.

But if Kyoko Watanabe completely trusts him, then with the Watanabe family's capabilities, they might actually be able to accomplish this.

But this is easier said than done; Zhao Xuan simply couldn't think of an effective solution.

In Zhao Xuan's view, Watanabe Kyoko was more dangerous than Koji Ida, Doiyuu, and Kagesa together.

It can be said that Kyoko Watanabe has a powerful background, abundant wealth, and sophisticated methods. Her upbringing has made her a woman who would never trust anyone.

Zhao Xuan now feels like he's in a bind.

If Aizawa Keiko were to hand over command of the arrest to him, would he be able to catch the person, or would he fail to do so?

"Ah Xuan, it's decided then. You will be in full command of this arrest operation."

Seeing that Zhao Xuan was still hesitating, Lan Zehui made a decision directly.

What she needs to do now is to help Zhao Xuan gain more say in the Special Higher Police Department as soon as possible.

After leaving the Special Higher Police and returning to his apartment, Zhao Xuan immediately confirmed that Dao Ya had run away again as soon as he turned on the scanning mode.

Walking into the living room, sitting on the sofa, and closing his eyes, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, somewhat puzzled as to what the Nanjing underground party wanted to do by sending people over.
Although the Nanjing underground party members did not suffer any losses due to the Shenyang Aircraft Corporation incident, they still suffered heavy blows. They should still be in a state of silence, so why would they send people to Shanghai?
"Edith, activate nano mode and send the nanobugs to Zhoushan Road. Search around Zhoushan Park and see if you can identify who came from Nanjing."

(Yes, sir, I will do it immediately.)
At the same time, at No. 18 Shanyin Road, Hongkou District.

Kyoko Watanabe was trimming the flower branches that were laid out on the low table with scissors, and there was a vase next to her.

Kyoko Watanabe, who was learning flower arranging, listened to Kyogoku Mi's report while busy with her own work.

"President, most of the Jews in Shanghai have been cleared out; the remaining ones are of no value."

"In this cleanup, we seized six hundred thousand US dollars. It's a pity about those six good-for-nothings, Carl. If we had gotten our hands on their funds, we could have turned Shanghai into our network. No matter what happens, it would be impossible to escape our notice."

Kyoko Watanabe nodded with a smile:

"The old man's horse may turn out to be a blessing in disguise."

"The Green Gang has been in Tu Feiyuan's hands for some time now. It's time to prune the branches of the original organization by having Miss Lin come to see me."

Click!

As soon as Kyoko Watanabe finished speaking, she cut the rose in her hand in half.

Kyogoku responded and left the room. It was then that Murano Masaki, who had been kneeling beside him, spoke:
"President, I've already invested that $600,000 in the Shanghai stock market. In at least three months, we'll have a considerable income. And I think the Shanghai stock market will rise, rise sharply!"

"More and more speculative funds are flowing into the stock market, and the market index once hit the daily limit. I don't even dare to imagine how big this market will become."

Kyoko Watanabe chuckled softly, placed the flower branch in the vase, and said leisurely:

"Then let's give it another push. You have to believe that the funds in the hands of Karl and his six men won't leave Shanghai so easily. The only way is to invest in the stock market to launder money. During this period, the stock price will definitely soar. It's a pity that we can only get a small share of the profits."

"If I find out who touched that money, I'll make them wish they were dead!"

Seeing the intense killing intent in Watanabe's eyes, Murano Masaki quickly lowered his head:
"Hi! Please rest assured, Chairman, I will keep a close eye on the stock market."

Upon hearing this, Watanabe looked up at Murano Masaki with interest:

"Murano-kun, do you think that Doi Madoka might have taken that money?"

Murano Masaki knew that Watanabe Kyoko had sent Kyogoku Mi to contact Miss Lin just now, in order to find out from the Green Gang whether Doiyuu had colluded with the Green Gang to take that money.

After all, for millions of US dollars to flow into the stock market without anyone noticing, the forces behind it must be quite powerful, and the Green Gang has both the qualifications and the audacity to do so.

People die for wealth, just as birds die for food!
"Chairman, based on the investigation, it's impossible for the Military Intelligence Bureau to have gotten that money. Moreover, we recently discovered that members of the Zhenxingqi Society have appeared under Toyoda's command."

"If Doihara hadn't provided substantial financial support to revitalize the Banner Society, their people wouldn't have been able to return to the original organization."

Kyoko Watanabe chuckled:
"So, you think that Doiyuu touched that money?"

Murano Masaki replied in a cold sweat:
"President, I'm just guessing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Watanabe Kyoko's phoenix eyes flashed, and she slammed the scissors in her hand onto the low table:

"Then why don't you go investigate? Do you think that fatso will come knocking on your door and tell you that he took the money?"

"Hi!"

Murano Masaki scrambled out of the house, and after closing the door, he gasped for breath, swallowed hard several times, and then stood up shakily.

Not long after Murano Masaki left, a middle-aged man with a black belt around his waist and a samurai sword at his side pushed open the door and entered Watanabe Kyoko's room.

The newcomer knelt on one knee, head bowed, and spoke in a completely emotionless voice:
"Madam, Zhao Xuan has returned to the apartment. During the Special Higher Police mission, Miss Keiko entrusted him with the task of capturing underground party members. At the same time, Zhao Xuan also helped Miss Keiko solve the problem of finding the location of the Japanese currency template."

Kyoko Watanabe held the arranged flowers in her hands, looked at them carefully, and then presented them forward with satisfaction.

The middle-aged man, who was kneeling on one knee, quickly extended both hands and respectfully accepted the flower arrangement, then placed it on the counter next to him.

"It seems that sending Ah Xuan to help Hui Zi was the right decision. However, you should continue to keep an eye on him. Investigate everyone he comes into contact with!"

"Hi!"

The newcomer was none other than Kagura Jinta, a servant of Watanabe Kyoko. He had grown up with Watanabe Kyoko since childhood and was trained by the family to be her protector.

No. 76 Jisi Feier Road.

After listening to Yuan Fang's report, Miao Xue stood up and looked at the map hanging on the wall:
"Zhoushan Road?"

"People from the original agency and the Special Higher Police are all on Zhoushan Road. That's interesting."

"Yuan Fang, keep an eye on it."

Watching Yuan Fang accept the order and leave, Miao Xue slowly walked to the window, gazing into the distance with a serious expression.

In the telecommunications section chief's office, Dao Yan had just finished reviewing today's documents and was thinking about Zhou Wei's matter when a staff member knocked on the door and entered:

"Section Chief, there's been a murder on Fuzhou Road. According to the investigation, the deceased is very likely a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau. The police station contacted us after confirming this. Shall we go take a look?"

Dao Yan looked at the clerk in surprise, and after thinking for a few seconds, she decided to take some people over to see for herself.

As Dao Yan walked out of the office, she ran into Miao Xue carrying a stack of documents. Dao Yan stopped in her tracks.
"Section Chief Miao, put aside what you're doing for now, gather an action team and a few people from the intelligence section, and come with me to Fuzhou Road to take a look."

Half an hour later, Dao Yan and Miao Xue arrived at the crime scene with their men.

As soon as they started heading in this direction, Dao Yan's heart sank completely.

When Dao Yan heard about the murder that had occurred here, and that the victim might be a Kuomintang agent, she wondered if Zhou Wei had gotten into trouble.

Now, Dao Yan has been confirmed.

Inside the house, looking at Zhou Wei, whose death was extremely gruesome, with a crossbow bolt lodged in his throat and another bolt stuck in his right eye, Dao Yan let out a long breath.

Miao Xue watched this scene calmly from the side, feeling a little regretful.

I was too clumsy last night and forgot to shoot Zhou Wei in the chest.

"Miao Xue, judging from the situation, who do you think killed him?"

Miao Xue stepped forward, squatted down in front of Zhou Wei's body, examined it carefully, and said in a low voice:
"Judging from the situation at the scene, it should be a revenge killing. Otherwise, after this person was shot in the throat, the other party should not have shot him in the eye with another arrow. It seems that the killer had great hatred for him."

Dao Yan nodded slightly; Miao Xue's words coincided with her own thoughts.

Dao Yan just couldn't understand why Zhou Wei was perfectly fine when she left last night, and why the two women who had been looking for Zhou Wei hadn't killed him.

Could it be that those two women regretted their decision and came back to get rid of Zhou Wei?

But this is completely unnecessary.

"Section Chief, we've found a hidden compartment here."

After Miao Xue stood up, she and Dao Yan looked over together.

Miao Xue was secretly annoyed. She had left too quickly last night. Knowing that the other party was a Kuomintang agent, she should have searched the house more thoroughly.

"It seems to be a revenge killing. Otherwise, the murderer wouldn't have left the hidden compartment unattended, killed the person, and left."

Dao Yan took the notebook from the hidden compartment from the clerk and said something.

Miao Xue leaned closer and looked at Dao Yan's open notebook, which recorded all the transactions on the black market.

There was one more thing left unfinished. Most importantly, on the last page of this notebook, there was a record of several Kuomintang officials smuggling and selling opium.

Seeing this, a flash of anger appeared in Dao Yan's eyes, while Miao Xue said with a half-smile:
"This line is interesting."

(End of this chapter)