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Chapter 268 Jon
"Next, we only need to focus on whether this old man has been in contact with those two American spies. If he has, then the possibility that he is the one with the oil exploration report is extremely low. If he has not been in contact, then this person is the most suspicious."

Although Zhao Xuan already knew that the oil exploration report was fake, he still had to make the Special Higher Police focus on this aspect.

Aizawa Keiko's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile:

“That suits me perfectly, Ah Xuan. It’s lunch break time, you can rest for a bit while I make the arrangements.”

Watching Lan Zehui walk towards the telephone in the room, Zhao Xuan leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Judging from the current situation, if this really was a scheme orchestrated by Iwai Hisakawa, then when Aizawa Keiko asked the cabinet whether they knew about the oil exploration report, the cabinet definitely did not tell Aizawa Keiko the truth.

Regardless of what happened, the game has already begun. Zhao Xuan was curious to know if Iwai Hisakawa was afraid of messing things up by bringing so many foreign spies together.

Of course, these are all just Zhao Xuan's guesses, and there is no evidence to prove that the information broker named Bobby was brought in by Iwai Hisakawa.

Or perhaps Bobby didn't even know that the oil exploration report he had was fake.

If Iwai Hisakawa really manages to do this, Zhao Xuan would have to give him a thumbs up.

(Edith, keep an eye on Bobby for me. Also, have you found anything about the nanobugs we put in those agents' rooms?)

As soon as Zhao Xuan began communicating with Edith, Edith had him connect to the vision of the nanobugs.

With the shared view, Zhao Xuan felt like he was watching a series of split screens. If it weren't for Edith's processing, just listening to so many people talking would have made his mind a mess.

At this moment, in room 411 on the fourth floor of the Cathay Hotel, were two of Lao Mei's agents, Tors and Jenny.

The agents posing as a married couple had clearly also noticed Bobby's situation.

"Thors, you noticed the old man who checked into room 406 today, didn't you?"

"Of course, I greeted him. I didn't expect that he was also American. I was just about to ask my family to find out what this old guy does."

Jenny, wearing a white dress, said with a furrowed brow:

"The person who checked into the Chinachem Hotel at this time is definitely not simple. Perhaps what we want is in his hands."

Thors shrugged, took a sip of his red wine, and smiled:

“That makes things simple, Jenny. Let’s split up. You go and find out if the old man has that item, and I’ll find out his identity.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuan turned his gaze to room 402, the residence of the two British men.

Qius and Bobby, standard double room.

The two were dressed very elegantly, looking every bit the gentlemen.

Church placed the top hat on the glass table before looking intently at Bobby, who was sitting on the sofa.

"The old man I met in the elevator just now must be from America. I noticed the watch he was wearing and the style of his suit."

Bobby smiled and nodded:

"Just as I suspected, now I'm only concerned with whether the contents of the briefcase in his handbag are what we came here for."

Churchill nodded slightly:
"The Americans do have the capability to conduct oil exploration, and that old man's clothes and accessories are quite expensive. What is this little old man from the US doing here in China, with so much money? Everyone knows that China is now the most dangerous place in the world."

"Of course, it's possible that his purpose here is the same as ours. However, the couple staying in room 411 are from the US. Judging from their behavior, they are more like FBI agents. There's no reason for the US to send two groups of people here in a row."

Bobby took a breath and realized that what Churchill said made perfect sense:

"So, Churs, what should we do next? Keep an eye on that old man?"

"Find an opportunity to see what exactly those things he brought are!"

Zhao Xuan, who was staying in room 301, sighed inwardly. It was true that none of the special agents who were sent to China to carry out missions were easy to deal with.

However, it's probably impossible for them to find the oil exploration report, because Bobby sewed it inside his suit, and they won't be able to find it unless they cut open the suit.

These people have already started to take action. Gammalev and Sofia, who live in room 405, have even planned to go through the bathroom ventilation duct to check room 406.

Sofia was observing the situation at the door. Once Bobby left the room, she would give Gomalev a hint so that he could enter room 406.

Zhao Xuan didn't have much hope for these people's actions, but the German guy living in room 312 surprised him.

Is this guy really just an arms dealer?

Zhao Xuan had only seen Marus once this morning, during breakfast.

After finishing breakfast, Marus went back to his room and hasn't left since.

He seemed indifferent to many things; his stay at the Cathay Hotel was more like that of a tourist.

However, Zhao Xuan also found a batch of weapons in Marus's room through the nanobugs.

There were twenty MP40 submachine guns, one K43 sniper rifle, and several Walther and Sauer pistols.

The bullets nearly filled the ceiling of his room.

There's no doubt that Marus is an arms dealer, but Zhao Xuan always felt a bit awkward about him coming to the French Concession to sell these things.

And how did Marus manage to get so much military equipment into the Cathay Hotel?
Besides Marus, Zhao Xuan was also concerned about the Koreans living in rooms 307, 308, and 309.

These people haven't made any noise since they entered the room.

The female assassin An Ruoxian was staying in room 309. She was sitting on the sofa, wiping and maintaining her handgun. There was also a carbine on the glass table.

The Delier carbine, an assassination weapon of choice!
Moreover, from the conversations of these Koreans, Zhao Xuan confirmed one thing: their purpose in coming to the Cathay Hotel was not for the oil exploration report.

Now that An Ruoxian has spotted carbines, Zhao Xuan suspects they're there to assassinate someone.

As for who to assassinate?
The name Tojo Jun popped into Zhao Xuan's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

When Zhao Xuan went out with Aizawa Keiko, he also checked the check-in records of these Koreans. They had arrived a week in advance.

If it was an assassination attempt on Tojo Jun, then their intelligence capabilities are incredibly advanced; they knew so early on that Tojo Jun would be coming.

Given South Korea's intelligence capabilities, this would be impossible, so their target must be someone else.

In room 308, Lee Sik-jae, who was the dominant figure among the Koreans, stood quietly by the window, looking out at the street.

Huang Defa and Cui Zhenxiong, who lived in room 307, fell fast asleep after lunch, showing no sense of urgency whatsoever.

Zhao Xuan was genuinely curious about the purpose of these four South Koreans' visit to the Cathay Hotel.

Assassination! Assassinate whom?
(Edith, keep an eye on things. Also, organize the information here and send a telegram to ask for help in clarifying your thoughts.)
After giving his instructions, Zhao Xuan planned to take a nap, figuring that nothing would happen for now.

Rue Joffre in the French Concession, Café de la Cerfel.

After disguising himself, Sun Jianzhong arrived here to meet the postman.

They were sitting at desks in front of and behind each other, back to back.

Sun Jianzhong, who was stirring his coffee, asked in a low voice:

"Postman, any news from the bugle call?"

After listening, the postman stood up with the newspaper and walked past Sun Jianzhong.

After the postman had left, Sun Jianzhong took out a note from his pocket, read it, lit a cigarette, and burned it.

The note stated that the Military Intelligence Bureau had also obtained intelligence that the person carrying the oil exploration report would be making a transaction at the Cathay Hotel.

They also informed Sun Jianzhong that the intelligence was purchased by the Military Intelligence Bureau from a German arms dealer.

Such outrageous intelligence left Sun Jianzhong completely dumbfounded.

Not long after, Sun Jianzhong also got up and left the Kaisiling Cafe.

Back at Guanghua Bookstore, Sun Jianzhong hurried to the secret room, where he found Wang Shuyu sitting in a wheelchair reading a book. After taking a sip of water, Sun Jianzhong said:

"Shuyu, the Military Intelligence Bureau did indeed obtain intelligence, and the most outrageous thing is that the intelligence about the oil exploration report that the Military Intelligence Bureau obtained was actually bought from a German arms dealer."

Wang Shuyu was stunned after hearing this.

I bought intelligence about oil from an arms dealer—it just doesn't make sense.

"In addition, I have also asked Comrade Hummingbird to be prepared. As long as the intelligence is confirmed to be true, Hummingbird will try to obtain it. If she cannot obtain it, she will assist the Military Intelligence Bureau in getting the oil exploration report."

Coming to her senses, Wang Shuyu frowned and looked at Sun Jianzhong with a slight sigh.

“Shuyu, I know what you’re worried about, but this time, we can’t just stand by and watch. I’ve already had the postman tell Jon that he’ll report this to the base. If the base agrees, we’ll have to increase our investment and make sure we get the intelligence.”

Jon Snow?

Comrades who were lurking in the French Concession.

Wang Shuyu had heard this code name no less than ten times.

Of course, she had only heard of it from Sun Jianzhong.

Jon is a very capable comrade who has been infiltrating the French Concession since the Battle of Shanghai and has delivered hundreds of intelligence reports, large and small, to the organization.

If it weren't for the dawn, Jon Snow would indeed be a legend among the underground.

Because until now, apart from Sun Jianzhong, no one knows whether this Jon Snow is male or female.

Judging from the code name, she should be a woman, but we can't make that judgment so hastily.

Of course, Jon didn't mean that it was a foreign name used as a code name. I heard from Sun Jianzhong that Jon was a code name that person carefully researched a lot of information before choosing it.

Jon Snow signifies wit, quick thinking, exceptional achievements, and admiration.

It is indeed a very good code name.

"Uncle Sun, I still have reservations."

"Iwai Hisakawa is no ordinary person!"

Sun Jianzhong nodded with a wry smile:
"Alright, Shuyu, let me push you out first. Let Xiaohuan take care of you so you can rest. Don't overexert yourself. Lao Bai said that the most important thing for you right now is to rest. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone."

Wang Shuyu opened her mouth, but then silently nodded.

Liu Qinghuan and Gao Xiaojuan arrived at the small courtyard where the man lived, carrying the latest telegram they had received.

At this moment, he was sitting at the stone table, chatting with a girl with short hair, delicate features, a few freckles on her face, and a petite appearance.

This person is naturally Zhu Zhili, also known as Longshelan, who was abandoned by the Military Intelligence Bureau and, in order to survive, joined the underground party with the help of Zhao Xuan and Dao Yan.

Of course, the name "Tequila" no longer belongs to her.

"Comrade Xiao Zhu, I've heard about your situation from Comrade Chen Guang."

"Chen Guang, a legend of the underground Communist Party in Shanghai. I never expected that it would be Chen Guang who saved me. I am truly honored."

Although Zhu Zhili had a smile on her face, the faint sadness in her eyes was hard to hide.

"Haha, Xiao Zhu, now that you're here, work hard. Since you were rescued by Comrade Chen Guang, I have no reason to doubt you. Once you understand the situation at the base, we'll see which department you want to join. Just tell me directly."

Zhu Zhili knew that she was not qualified to be an ordinary citizen again. Since she had joined this place, she had to prove her worth.

At the same time, Zhu Zhili didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

Chen Guang saved her, so she will work hard until the day she sees Chen Guang again and tells him in person that she has been trying her best to repay the life-saving grace!
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhili said solemnly:

“I can jump right into the work. I’m an expert in telecommunications and have a lot of experience in intelligence gathering and transmission. If possible, I’d like to join either the telecommunications or intelligence team, or of course, the operations team.”

Seeing the resolute glint in Zhu Zhili's eyes, he also figured out the girl's personality.

They value relationships and have their own moral compass.

He genuinely liked this comrade, and he wished that more people like Zhu Zhili would defect from the Kuomintang's secret service.

"and many more!"

Just as he was about to answer Zhu Zhili, he heard a voice and both the person and Zhu Zhili looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Standing at the door, Gao Wanyou saw the man nod and smiled as he let Liu Qinghuan and Gao Xiaojuan into the courtyard.

Gao Xiaojuan was holding a telegram and was about to hand it to the person when she saw Zhu Zhili sitting next to him, which surprised her.

But when she saw the man reach out his hand, Gao Xiaojuan was startled. This new comrade was completely unprepared!
Zhu Zhili saw this and was deeply moved.

She thought that after she joined the Red Party, she would not gain their trust for a long time, but that person's actions made Zhu Zhili's last bit of resentment disappear.

(End of this chapter)