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

Chapter 315 Departure
As Miao Xue and Yi Xincheng left, Sasaki looked at Suzuki Haruko, who was angrily smashing things, and said:
"Section Chief, you need to calm down. In the end, today's operation failed because you were too hasty and unable to plan calmly."

"Even you are criticizing me!"

With red eyes, Haruko Suzuki pointed at Sasaki and roared.

Sasaki sighed. General Kagesa had sent him to follow Suzuki Haruko so that he could offer reminders when she acted on her emotions.

It was obvious that he had failed in his duty.

A few minutes later, Suzuki Haruko, who had finally calmed down, slumped into a chair, staring blankly ahead.

"Sasaki, call the teacher. Tonight's operation failed, and I really have to take full responsibility."

At this moment, Miao Xue and Yi Xincheng walked side by side after leaving the police station. On Baoshan Street, Miao Xue walked towards her beloved Cadillac, which she had previously stolen from the Jewish man.
"Deputy Section Chief Yi, do you need me to take you home?"

Yi Xincheng smiled and shook his head:

"No need, thank you Section Chief Miao. I have some personal matters to attend to tonight. Take care, Section Chief Miao."

Miao Xue nodded indifferently, got into the car, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

However, after reaching a corner, Miao Xue stopped the car and turned off the engine, gazing at the brightly lit Baoshan Street under the streetlights in the darkness.

Soon, Yi Xincheng's figure came into Miao Xue's sight.

Looking in the direction Yi Xincheng went, Miao Xue changed into a trench coat and got out of the car, following Yi Xincheng at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

It was so late, yet Yi Xincheng said he had other things to do, which made Miao Xue very curious.

It should be noted that Yi Xincheng lives in the staff quarters of Apartment No. 76, which is not close to Baoshan Street.

A dozen minutes later, Miao Xue watched as Yi Xincheng walked into an apartment complex. The people living in the Baoshan Street apartment complex were mostly middle-class families.

Miao Xue was very curious: who was Yi Xincheng looking for so late at night?
After looking around, Miao Xue went around to the alley behind the apartment area, thinking of seeing which apartment in the dark building was about to turn on its lights.
As they approached the corner of the alley, Miao Xue's ears twitched slightly, and she immediately pressed her ear against the wall, her heart beating a little faster.

Someone is coming this way, approaching from the other side of the corner, their footsteps are very light!
This was Miao Xue's judgment based on the faint sounds she heard.

But soon, Miao Xue discovered that the other person seemed to have reacted in the same way she had.

Miao Xue was certain that the person who came was right around the corner, pressed against the wall, just like her. At this moment, the distance between them was only around the corner, less than three meters!

After taking a deep breath, a fierce glint flashed in Miao Xue's eyes. She pulled out her sidearm from her waistband, crouched down beside her, and rolled over towards the corner.

The person hiding over there seemed to have anticipated Miao Xue's actions and kicked her out of the darkness.

Caught off guard, Miao Xue's pistol was kicked away by the other party. Miao Xue then made a quick decision, leaning against the ground and locking her legs behind her back, directly clamping the other party's waist and whipping him to the ground.

Miao Xue is now certain that the other person is female. Although they are in the dark, they have both confirmed each other's gender.

Lying on the ground, neither side would give way. Miao Xue had planned ahead and moved around while fighting with her opponent. When she reached for the pistol that had just been kicked away, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Just as she picked up the pistol to retaliate, her opponent kicked her in the lower abdomen and disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye.

Miao Xue, who had gotten up from the ground, stared hatefully at the dark alley and spat out a mouthful of blood:
"Running really fast!"

After muttering to herself, Miao Xue turned to look at the apartment building. Sure enough, the light was on in the apartment on the left side of the third floor.

After confirming which household Yi Xincheng had gone to, Miao Xue did not linger. She glanced again at the direction the unknown opponent had fled before returning to where she had parked her car.

On the other side, at the Oriental Hotel on Baoshan Street.

Wearing only a vest, Lin Jieru grimaced as she wiped the wound on her elbow with alcohol.

During this time, Chenguang had not contacted her, but Lin Jieru was not idle either. Following the homework Chenguang had given her, Lin Jieru had become more familiar with Baoshan Street than with her own home.

Because of this, Lin Jieru discovered that Yi Xincheng from No. 76 had been frequently seen on Baoshan Street since returning to Shanghai.

After carefully tracking him several times, Lin Jieru finally determined the places Yi Xincheng frequented.

Tonight, Lin Jieru went to check if Yi Xincheng had arrived, but instead encountered someone who attacked her for no apparent reason.

In the dark, Lin Jieru couldn't see who the other person was, but she was certain that she was no match for him.

Even though we're both women, why is the other person so strong and has such amazing fighting skills?

If she hadn't seized the opportunity to escape, Lin Jieru estimated that she would have died there tonight.

"Ouch~"

After treating the wound on her elbow, Lin Jieru rubbed her waist, only to have her back nearly broken by the other person's scissor kick.

"No way, next time I run into He Daping, I'll have to ask him to give me some special training. I can't even beat a woman, ouch, that hurts!"

Lin Jieru was now wondering who the person she would meet tonight would be? Someone from the Military Intelligence Bureau, or the 76th Division, or a Japanese?

However, Lin Jieru had already identified the person's scent. If that person passed by her again, she would definitely be able to find out who had beaten her up in the dark!
After treating her injuries, Lin Jieru put down her notebook and looked at the tasks that Chen Guang had left for her.

During this period, Lin Jieru was like playing a single-player game, completing all tasks by herself.

Of course, the task Chen Guang gave her wasn't difficult, just a bit mentally taxing.

"Intelligence extracted from movie dialogue, complete!"

"Calculate the average number of cars and rickshaws that pass through this road every day, and you're done!"

"The staff list for every shop and entertainment venue on Baoshan Street has been confirmed. Done!"

"All roads on Baoshan Street, pace calculations complete!"

"The logic for turning a dead mailbox into a mobile mailbox is complete!"

"Investigation of the list of wealthy businessmen and socialites on Baoshan Street is complete!"

Looking through the tasks she had completed, Lin Jieru's face was full of smiles, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

She had a rough idea of ​​why Chen Guang had assigned these tasks to her, but when Lin Jieru turned to the next page of her notebook, the smile on her face froze completely.

"Continue to expand, extending the coverage to Shanghai!!!"

"Just kill me!"

Lin Jieru collapsed onto the sofa with a bitter expression. How could she possibly complete such a task?
Even though she's incredibly fast, she's already worn out six or seven pairs of shoes in this short period of time. Lin Jieru doesn't even dare to imagine how many pairs of shoes she would wear out if she were to complete all the tasks in Shanghai as she had before.

I'm just fast-moving, not rocket-like!
"Is Chenguang playing a trick on me?"

Lin Jieru stared resentfully at the task Chen Guang had personally written down in her notebook, and finally sighed resignedly:

"Oh well, what can I do? I'm Chenguang's subordinate. I have to complete the tasks assigned by my superiors, even if it means running myself ragged!"

After closing the notebook, Lin Jieru's gaze became deep. She took out another notebook, opened it, and drew a question mark on the page for room 402 of Baoshan Apartment.

This is where Yi Xincheng went. I guess I'll have to find a way to confirm it tomorrow.

Lin Jieru couldn't allow herself to be unaware of anything that happened on Baoshan Street; otherwise, when she met Chenguang and he tested her, she would inevitably be judged to have failed the task.

Hankou Road, the secret room behind Guanghua Bookstore.

"Shuyu, this is intelligence that our comrades on Nanjing Road just sent back. That dangerous virus has been taken away by the Special Higher Police. Our comrades who were secretly observing have confirmed that the person who took it was Yamao Kazuo of the Special Higher Police."

"Miao Xue also left information in the Dead Mailbox."

Wang Shuyu looked at the intelligence report in her hand, her eyebrows slightly raised:
"At present, we have no good way to deal with that virus, so it is safest for the items to be in the hands of the Special Higher Police."

Sun Jianzhong nodded. After all, the Special Higher Police had a technical section, and it had to be said that the technical section was quite capable.

Now they don't dare use the radio to transmit intelligence anymore. Even if they do use the radio, they have someone send the intelligence out of Shanghai and then have a guerrilla group hidden in the suburbs send it out.

Even when receiving telegrams, Sun Jianzhong would choose to do so when the patrol car could not cover the area.

Fortunately, with Miao Xue and Wang Yiya at No. 76, Sun Jianzhong was able to obtain firsthand mission plans regarding the patrol times and area divisions of the radio trucks.

Wang Shuyu put the intelligence report back on the table and looked at Sun Jianzhong curiously, asking:
"Did Comrade Lidong leave behind intelligence?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Jianzhong said:

"Some of the intelligence is a bit confusing. Miao Xue said she saw Yi Xincheng go to room 402 of Baoshan Apartment. Ask us if any of our comrades are there."

Wang Shuyu shook her head after recalling the intelligence she had compiled:
"We don't have any comrades at the Baoshan Street apartment, but recently Comrade Chunxiao from Shenjiang University seems to have taken a liking to a few students and wants to recruit them into our ranks."

"According to the intelligence provided by Comrade Chunxiao, these students are from the university drama club and often spread red rhetoric in private. Comrade Chunxiao discovered this once and is now investigating them."

"As for the intelligence that Comrade Lidong mentioned, there are two students living in Baoshan Apartment."

Sun Jianzhong frowned:
"It seems we need to figure out why Yi Xincheng went there as soon as possible."

Wang Shuyu nodded. It was fine if there were no problems with this matter, but if Yi Xincheng really went to see those two students, Wang Shuyu suspected that Yi Xincheng was using those two students as bait.

Comrade Chunxiao's writing skills are very important, and neither Wang Shuyu nor Sun Jianzhong want to see anything happen to her.

"Let's contact Comrade Chunxiao tomorrow and ask her for details. Guessing won't work."

The next morning, as soon as Lan Ze Huizi stepped out of the villa, she saw Dao Yan driving out and quickly stopped the car.

"Dao Yan, to the hospital?"

Dao Yan nodded:
Are you going too? Together?

After Aizawa Keiko got into the car, looking at Dao Yan's dark circles under his eyes, Aizawa Keiko asked curiously:
"Dao Yan, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Dao Yan's face darkened, and he said coldly:

"Dao Ya didn't come home last night. I waited for her all night. That brat, if I run into her, I'll teach her a lesson!"

Aizawa Keiko smiled slightly:
"Okay, I'll drive now, you take a rest."

Dao Yan didn't argue with Lan Ze Huizi. After switching seats with her, she leaned back in her chair and pretended to doze off. Last night had really angered Dao Yan. After all, she had been tricked by her younger sister, and Dao Ya had been constantly pushing her boundaries. This kind of thing was really infuriating.

They arrived at the military police hospital quickly. The two first found Zhao Xuan's attending physician to inquire whether Zhao Xuan could be discharged, and then went to the special care ward.

"Huizi, why are you in such a hurry to discharge Ah Xuan from the hospital? What happened at the Special Higher Police?"

Dao Yan had already guessed most of it, but she couldn't understand what Zhao Xuan was supposed to do. With the technical department there, couldn't they handle that thing properly?
"It is indeed urgent. We've arrived, Dao Yan, let's go inside."

Upon entering the ward, both Dao Yan and Lan Zehuizi were surprised to see Zhao Xuan still fast asleep.

Because this time when we saw Zhao Xuan, he wasn't lying face down or on his side, but sleeping on his back, which means that the injury on Zhao Xuan's back is no longer a big problem.

"He's sleeping so soundly, he didn't wake up even after we came in. He's the only one in our line of work who doesn't even know when he'll be assassinated."

Hearing Dao Yan's irritating complaints, Lan Ze Huizi simply smiled:
"With us here, who can assassinate him, right, Dao Yan?"

Taking a slight breath, Dao Yan also smiled. As long as this guy doesn't do anything reckless, with her and Lan Zehuizi protecting him, there really aren't many people who can threaten Zhao Xuan's life.

Despite their differing allegiances, Dao Yan still agreed with what Lan Ze Huizi said.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that Zhao Xuan stretched and opened his eyes.

Seeing Dao Yan and Lan Ze Huizi sitting silently by his hospital bed, Zhao Xuan was stunned.

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you wake me up?"

In fact, Zhao Xuan already knew when Lan Zehuizi and Dao Yan drove into the military police hospital.

However, in order to let Lan Zehuizi and Dao Yan know that his injuries were no longer a problem, Zhao Xuan pretended to be asleep.

"Sleeping like a log, but it looks like your injury is almost healed!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuan immediately sat up, lifted the blanket, and looked at the scar on the sheet. Zhao Xuan appeared very surprised:

"That's true! I didn't expect to recover so quickly. The medical facilities at the Military Police Hospital are really good!"

Dao Yan's lips twitched slightly. This guy, didn't he see that Lan Ze Huizi was still there? He just pulled back the covers without any restraint.

Moreover, what kind of good person can heal so quickly? Such a serious injury, almost recovered in just over half a month. Dao Yan has only met Zhao Xuan once in her entire life.

At this moment, Lan Zehui's face was slightly flushed, she was a little shy but couldn't help but steal glances at Zhao Xuan out of the corner of her eye.

She really didn't expect Zhao Xuan to have such a good figure!
"Hurry up and get dressed! What kind of state are you in? Huizi is still here!"

Lan Zehui smiled awkwardly, but inwardly she was very disgusted by Dao Yan's words. What's wrong with me being here? You eat so well every day, can't I even have a look?

"Yeah, Ah Xuan, you'd better get dressed quickly. Dao Yan and I will go to the cafeteria and buy some breakfast."

After saying those words with reluctance, Lan Zehuizi left the ward with Dao Yan.

After breakfast, Lan Zehui called the doctor. After confirming that Zhao Xuan was fine and could be discharged, Lan Zehui and Dao Yan unanimously decided to let Zhao Xuan go home to rest for a while longer. They also decided to take the opportunity to visit the Special Higher Police Department to help the Technical Section solve some technical problems.

Dao Yan's vacation officially ended. After leaving the hospital and taking the two to the Special Higher Police Department, Dao Yan drove to No. 76.

Inside the Special Higher Police's Technical Section office area on Wusong Road, Murakami Yua was quite surprised to see that Lan Zehui had brought Zhao Xuan with her.

"Section Chief, Zhao Sang!"

"Zhao Sang, is your injury healed?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and nodded:

"Thank you for your concern, Section Chief Murakami. I'm much better now and have been discharged to recuperate at home."

Yua Murakami quickly bowed slightly to Zhao Xuan:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I had to ask you for help right after I was discharged from the hospital."

"It's alright. When I came to the technical department, Huizi told me that we should go and take a look without delay. I won't feel at ease even if you stay home to recover until this matter is resolved."

Yua Murakami nodded immediately. Not to mention Zhao Xuan was worried, none of the technical staff dared to go back to rest. They kept an eye on the two tubes of virus all night, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

After entering the laboratory with Yua Murakami, Zhao Xuan changed into a hazmat suit before he and Yua retested the protective devices for the two tubes of virus.

Adding the previous test reports, Zhao Xuan stroked his chin after reading them and said:

"It is indeed somewhat unstable, but it's not a big problem and should be solvable."

Murakami Yua's eyes lit up. Sure enough, Zhao Sang was suited to work in the technical department. If Zhao Xuan came, she could even give him the position of department head.

I just don't know what the section chief was thinking, insisting on making Zhao Xuan a consultant.

"Section Chief Murakami."

Before Zhao Xuan could finish speaking, Murakami Yua interrupted him directly:
“Zhao-san, you can just call me Yuya. Calling me Section Chief Murakami is too formal.”

“Alright, Yua, you’ll be my assistant from now on, and we’ll solve this problem.”

After an hour of effort, the two men had added an extra layer of protection to the safety device.
"Yuya, check again to see if there are any abnormal fluctuations?"

"Yes!"

Now she is Zhao Xuan's assistant, and Youya is also learning from him, so she respects Zhao Xuan very much.

Ten minutes later, the test was completed, and seeing that all the data was normal, Yua Murakami let out a long sigh of relief.
"No problem, Zhao Sang, you are really amazing. You even came up with this method. Now, our technical department can finally get a good night's sleep."

After learning that the matter had been resolved, Lan Zehuizi's gaze towards Zhao Xuan became even more intense, to say the least, blatant.

Seeing this, Murakami Yua was quite displeased. She knew that the section chief was preventing Zhao Xuan from joining the technical department because he wanted to take advantage of his proximity.

Moreover, how could someone as outstanding as Zhao Sang possibly be attracted to a cunning and calculating spy chief!

Of course, this was just what Yua Murakami was thinking.

At No. 15, Lane 3, Sixth Lane, South of Shanghai, Song Rong led Dao Ya into the house. In the courtyard, Liu Manping and He Wanjun both looked at Song Rong's house with great curiosity.

Inside the room, Song Rong frowned as she looked at Dao Ya:
"You didn't complete the mission?"

Dao Ya looked at Song Rong with a grin, shook her head, and said with a touch of pride:

"I finished, but I didn't use the method the teacher taught me; I didn't blow up the cargo ship."

Song Rong looked at Dao Ya with considerable confusion:
"Then how is it considered complete?"

As Dao Ya recounted her story, Song Rong's surprise deepened. She truly hadn't expected Dao Ya to use such a foolproof method.

At this moment, Song Rong looked at Dao Ya solemnly, scrutinizing her for a while before finally smiling:

"You're even better than I imagined. I hereby officially declare you, Tiger Girl, you've graduated!"

Dao Ya blinked, and Song Rong could tell what the girl was thinking just by looking at her expression:
"That's all the skill I have. You've already surpassed me, so I have nothing more to teach you. It's perfect timing. Tiger Girl, you should go back now, and so should I."

"Teacher Song, thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Song Rong reached out and smoothed a strand of hair behind Dao Ya's ear, smiling sweetly:

"I'm glad I was able to teach a disciple like you. You weren't influenced by my ideas, but instead forged your own path. See you in the mountain city, I'll treat you to hot pot."

Dao Ya's eyes immediately lit up with a dazzling light:

"Teacher, you said it yourself!"

Hot pot, the hot pot from Chongqing is the most authentic!

Daoya had been craving this for a long time.

"I said it, so try to live on. I don't want to hear one day that my student has been killed. Although I can avenge you, I still hope to continue working with you in this mountain city."

After seeing Dao Ya off, Song Rong stood alone in the courtyard, staring blankly up at the blue sky and white clouds.

Liu Manping and He Wanjun did not disturb them.

The methods Dao Ya used to complete the mission this time greatly shocked Song Rong.

She truly hadn't expected that there would be such a solution to this mission.

It has to be said that Dao Ya amazed her.

This was the first time that Song Rong truly acknowledged this student.

This incident also had a significant impact on Song Rong's future.
"Yama, Yama, it's time for me to go too."

Liu Manping (King Yama) and He Wanjun (Yaksha) were not too surprised by this.

From the moment Song Rong personally saw Dao Ya off at the door, the two knew that Dao Ya had already graduated from Song Rong's tutelage.

Originally, Song Rong should have returned to Shancheng long ago after recovering from his injuries, and now is the perfect time.

Liu Manping and He Wanjun stepped forward and handed Song Rong a cup of tea:

"Conductor, take care on your journey."

"treasure!"

Song Rong took the tea, sipped it, and a slight smile appeared on her indifferent face:
"You too, I hope we can meet again in this mountain city."

After packing her things, Song Rong didn't linger and left Liudao Lane, where she had lived for quite some time, without looking back.

However, Song Rong did not leave Shanghai directly, but instead went to the International Cemetery first.

(End of this chapter)