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

Chapter 373 Master’s Wife
Upon seeing Zhao Xuan enter, Dao Ya smiled, while Dao Yan immediately stood up and went to greet him.

The two embraced tightly in the entryway.

Zhao Xuan smiled and patted Dao Yan's vest:

"Since you haven't had a break either, I have something to tell you."

On the living room sofa, Dao Yan sat down next to Zhao Xuan, while Dao Ya sat opposite her, asking with some curiosity:
"Brother-in-law, we dealt with Chen Yibo today. You're going out tonight. Isn't it because the Japanese are cleaning up this mess that they're holding this meeting?"

Zhao Xuan looked at Dao Ya calmly and said:
"The Special Higher Police don't care whether Chen Yibo is alive or dead. Tonight's meeting was also very brief. On my way back, I chatted with Aizawa Keiko for a while."

Dao Ya pouted and glanced at the clock:
"Is this a short while? Brother-in-law, you should have been at the Special Higher Police Department by eight o'clock, right? It's already eleven o'clock now, and you call this a short while?"

"Don't interrupt, tonight's events are very important."

Dao Ya pouted and crossed her arms angrily, wanting to hear what important things her brother-in-law could have to say.

Dao Yan listened silently, watching the two bicker. A slight smile appeared on Dao Yan's lips. This is home, isn't it? No, this is what home should be!

As for Ding Moqun, his nominal uncle, they were on completely different paths from the very beginning, and it was impossible for them to come together.

"Ayan, do you still remember An Ruoxian?"

Dao Yan thought about it carefully. Her memory was a little blurry, but she quickly managed to retrieve fragments of An Ruoxian's memory.

"The Hua Mao Hotel, the Korean woman who stayed on the same floor as us?"

Seeing Zhao Xuan nod, Dao Yan asked curiously:

"What happened? She should belong to a South Korean special agent group that cooperates with the Shanghai station. My teacher mentioned it to me before. This An Ruoxian seems to have been an assassin before, but she was recruited into the special agent group by South Korean agents."

"The time at the Cathay Hotel, they were commissioned by my teacher to assassinate that Japanese prince, but unfortunately they failed."

At this point, Dao Yan glared fiercely at Zhao Xuan.

That almost scared her to death.

"Yes, that's the man."

"At tonight's meeting, although Lan Zehuizi did not say what specific classified information An Ruoxian stole from Wuhan, I checked it tonight and can basically confirm that it was a campaign guidance strategy."

The two of them tacitly refrained from asking Zhao Xuan where he had found the information, which explained why he had chatted with Lan Zehui for a while before returning.

It's likely that Zhao Xuan went somewhere else after separating from Lan Zehuizi.

Upon hearing this, Dao Yan understood what Zhao Xuan was about to say:

"Honey, are you saying that there's a high probability An Ruoxian will flee from Wuhan to Shanghai?"

Daoya raised her finger and poked her pointed chin, tilting her head slightly as she said:

"It's very likely, no, I should say that coming to Shanghai is the only option for her."

"What South Korea wants most right now is to restore its nation, and only the Party-state can help them."

"Most importantly, the South Korean provisional government is still lurking in Shanghai! Only if An Ruoxian hands over what she has to them, and then the South Korean provisional government hands it over to Shanghai Station, can they maximize their interests."

"Moreover, I don't believe that An Ruoxian could have direct contact with people from the Party and the State."

Dao Ya's analysis was correct, which is why Lan Zehuizi firmly believed that An Ruoxian would definitely come to Shanghai.

Dao Yan nodded after listening:

"Xiaoya is right. An Ruoxian is definitely coming to Shanghai. But now, the Special Higher Police have already received this information. Once An Ruoxian appears in Shanghai, she won't be able to escape."

Looking at the photos of An Ruoxian that Zhao Xuan brought back, Dao Yan knew that An Ruoxian's appearance was no longer a secret. Even Dao Yan shook his head at her attempt to hide in Shanghai.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

The Japanese now control the Green Gang's largest intelligence network, and this network is currently in Zhao Xuan's hands.

The Intelligence Advisory Section's greatest reliance, besides the group of experts that Lan Zehuizi handed over to Zhao Xuan, is the Green Gang, or rather, the Green Dragon Society intelligence network established by Watanabe Kyoko.

However, Zhao Xuan was hesitant to use this intelligence network, yet he had no choice but to use it.

"Brother-in-law, what do you need us to do?"

Zhao Xuan first looked at Dao Ya:
"Don't worry about anything here. Continue to block Tu Feiyuan's raw materials. Before all the military police are stationed at Sheshan, no raw materials are allowed to be transported there."

Dao Ya nodded with a grin.

This was not difficult for her.

The sea routes are now under Daoya's control, making it almost impossible for Tufeiyuan to transport raw materials in by sea.

As for taking the land route, that's perfect. Daoya has been dealing with people from the Ministry of Transport recently, and they'll soon be able to establish a good working relationship.

Once Daoya opens up the water and land routes, the only way for Tufeiyuan to transport raw materials to Sheshan is by airdrop.

But would Doflamingo dare to airdrop something like that? Even if he did, would the Military Police Headquarters agree to let the air force do such a thing?

Therefore, Dao Ya could be considered to have the task assigned by Zhao Xuan completely under her control.

"No problem, but brother-in-law, when are we going to bomb the Sheshan Research Institute again? Last time it was Chenguang from the underground party who led the team, shouldn't it be our turn this time?"

"We can't really wait until two companies of military police are stationed before we take action, can we? The chances of success are too low!"

Dao Yan rolled her eyes at Dao Ya:

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. The Sheshan Research Institute can be blown up at any time. After what happened last time, the Sheshan Research Institute is probably a huge trap now. Whoever goes in is doomed!"

Dao Ya gave a soft snort and turned her head away, not wanting to look at Dao Yan.

Zhao Xuan smiled helplessly, then looked at Dao Yan beside him and continued:
"Telecommunications Technology now?"

Dao Yan smiled and said:
"Thanks to you, the Telecommunications Technology Corporation is now practically defunct."

Dao Ya perked up at this, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Zhao Xuan and Dao Yan:
"Sister and brother-in-law, tell me in detail, how did the Telecommunications Division become a mere shell of its former self? Which Telecommunications Division, No. 76?"

Dao Yan might tease Dao Ya about other questions, but he's quite patient with his younger sister when it comes to answering them.

Dao Ya listened intently as she listened to a brief account of what had happened on the 76th of the day, her eyes shining brightly.

"This Miao Xue is really amazing!"

"Alright, let's leave this matter here and get down to business."

Dao Ya shrugged. Anyway, her curiosity had been satisfied, and it was none of her business to talk about serious matters. She would just listen to the excitement.

As Dao Yan looked at Zhao Xuan, Zhao Xuan put down his water glass and said:
"In that case, you don't need to go to the telecommunications department for now. I will arrange for my assistant, Lin Jieru, to accompany you. For the next two days, follow my instructions."

Dao Yan nodded solemnly.

Although An Ruoxian is not from China, she took a huge risk to obtain the battle plan of the Japanese 11th Army Group. This achievement is enough to earn Dao Yan's admiration.

If someone who isn't from China is willing to take such a huge risk for China, then if everyone in China were like that, how could the Japanese have been allowed to run rampant on Chinese soil for so long?

Of course, An Ruoxian stole this confidential document with the aim of gaining greater support for the interim government of South Korea.

But undoubtedly, once this document is delivered to the Party-state, it will be of the greatest benefit to the Party-state.

A set of guidelines, on a grand scale, could determine the outcome of a war; on a smaller scale, it was enough for the Nationalist government to anticipate the Japanese decisions and prepare for war in advance, so as not to be caught off guard.

Most importantly, although Dao Yan doesn't know what An Ruoxian paid to succeed this time, the price was definitely unacceptable to Dao Yan.

Beauty plan!
This was the only solution Dao Yan could think of.

After all, this wasn't the first time the battle strategy had been stolen.

After what happened last time, the Japanese will definitely be on high alert this time.

To be able to secure this plan under these circumstances speaks volumes about An Ruoxian's exceptional abilities.

"Okay, but what about Lin Jieru? Why did I arrange for her to assist me?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:
“I suspect that Lin Jieru is very likely a member of the underground party. I investigated her carefully before she came to participate in the interview for the intelligence advisory section.”

"The reason for arranging Lin Jieru to assist you is twofold: firstly, to have you monitor her and see if she is a member of the underground party; secondly, if she really is a member of the underground party, then you can use her to access the resources of the underground party."

Dao Yan nodded with a furrowed brow. Although she felt that Zhao Xuan's reasoning was somewhat crude, Dao Yan still accepted it.

As the subordinate of the young tiger, she had no reason or right to refuse the young tiger's orders.

Zhao Xuan had his own reasons for making this arrangement.

Dao Yan now harbors a great deal of resentment towards the Kuomintang. Late at night, Dao Yan would always cling to him, whispering her grievances about the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Kuomintang.

For this reason, Zhao Xuan was even more eager to bring Dao Yan into the Party's fold as soon as possible.

The first step is to get Lin Jieru into contact with Dao Yan.

Of course, Zhao Xuan also knew about Dao Yan and Wang Yiya's relationship.

But Wang Yiya never really kept in touch with him.

If we want to bring Dao Yan into the Red Party's camp, we still need to have our own people do it.

Lin Jieru was the most suitable candidate that Zhao Xuan felt he had considered for a long time.

Late at night, Shanghai, No. 18 Shanyin Road.

Kyoko Watanabe, who had already gone to bed, was awakened by urgent knocking on the door.

After putting on the blue kimono, Watanabe walked to the door with a slight frown.

Kyoko Watanabe didn't open the door. The person outside, seeing the shadow at the doorway, immediately took two steps back, bowed, and said:

"Madam, Okamura has been transferred from the 11th Army Group. This matter has been settled, but there is still no news about the military defense map of the Central China Theater. It seems that Kamaitachi's progress is a bit slow."

Upon hearing this, Kyoko Watanabe's morning grumpiness vanished instantly, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Tell Kamaitachi to hurry up and get rid of everyone who knows about this. We can't let anyone know that we deliberately let that woman steal the battle plan." "Yes, sir!"

The person outside the door lowered their head, took a few steps back, and then straightened up and left the courtyard.

The following morning, 76 Jessfield Road.

Ding Moqun sat at his desk, looking at Dao Yan with a wry smile:
"Alright, I'll give you a few days off, but you have to come back immediately once the telecommunications team is all here."

Seeing Dao Yan leave without saying a word, Ding Moqun sighed. This time, he had really offended his niece quite badly.

Ding Moqun, who was still hesitating about when to appoint Xie Biran as the deputy head of the intelligence section, immediately signed his name on the appointment document after Dao Yan left.

Meanwhile, on the Special Higher Police side, Osamu Kishimoto had already begun the mission given to him by Keiko Aizawa, with his intelligence team.

Kishimoto Osamu was determined to complete this task before Zhao Xuan, no matter what.

So early in the morning, everyone in the intelligence department, except for a few staff members who were responsible for maintaining basic operations, was taken away by Kishimoto Osamu.

At this moment, Zhao Xuan finally arrived, munching on a steamed bun.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's leisurely demeanor, everyone in the Special Higher Police who saw him was somewhat puzzled.

Kishimoto Osamu's side is investigating An Ruoxian's whereabouts in full swing, while Zhao Xuan is not nervous at all. I really don't understand whether he is confident or thinks that he can get away with anything because he has Aizawa Keiko as his backer in the Special Higher Police.

Zhao Xuan ignored these people; to those who looked at him with strange eyes, he simply smiled and returned their gaze.

He arrived at his office quickly.

Zhao Xuan had just entered the company and started his job—or rather, he had started yesterday—but Huang Qian, who hadn't seen him, quickly made him a cup of tea.

Looking at the tea Huang Qian had placed on his desk, Zhao Xuan glanced at Huang Qian in surprise:
"Who told you I like to drink pre-Qingming Longjing tea?"

Huang Qian exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly said:

"It was the section chief who instructed me to make you a cup of this tea every day when you come here, since you like it."

Zhao Xuan smiled and nodded, then casually picked up the report that Huang Qian had prepared on his desk and began to read it.

While watching, Zhao Xuan even joked:
"It seems you're quite adept at this job. Have you done something similar before?"

Huang Qian was speechless. Why did Zhao Xuan talk so much?

"No, no, I learned it from books."

Seeing that Zhao Xuan stopped asking questions, Huang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

When Huang Qian came to report yesterday, she didn't see Zhao Xuan, but she did meet Lin Jieru, who had interviewed with her.

Huang Qian was a little confused at the time. Wasn't it supposed to be a secretary position? She had already passed the interview, so the other person should have failed.

Moreover, Lin Jieru is his liaison.

Being in the same unit as Lin Jieru made Huang Qian feel both reassured and deeply worried.

The pressure of infiltrating the inner circle of a major traitor like Zhao Xuan is immense.

However, during their later conversation, Huang Qian learned that Lin Jieru had been recruited as Zhao Xuan's assistant. With an assistant and a secretary, Huang Qian felt that Zhao Xuan's qualifications were even higher than those of Lan Zehuizi, who was the section chief.

Zhao Xuan didn't even bother to turn on dialysis mode, because Edith had activated a new mode.

(Sir, the parsing mode has been activated. Please familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible so that the next feature can be enabled.)
Zhao Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately checked the analysis mode.

Unlike dialysis and scanning modes, the parsing mode can help Zhao Xuan directly translate telegrams.

To put it simply, as long as there are any books in the world that can be used as codebooks, Edith can achieve a computational capacity of quadrillion quadrillions per second in the decryption mode, and crack the code through massive computation.

Quadrillions, quadrillions, this is even more powerful than later supercomputers, leaving a galaxy in the dust.

It's important to know that the computing power of later supercomputers can only reach a level of hundreds of quadrillions per second at most, and even that fluctuates between one and two quadrillions.

This shows that Edith's technological level has reached an absurdly high level.

After reviewing Edith's analysis mode, Zhao Xuan suppressed his excitement and quickly instructed Edith to activate communication mode, directly intercepting a telegram.

From the telegram retrieved by Edith, Zhao Xuan roughly understood that the telegram was sent by a commercial radio station, but it was a Level 2 encrypted message.

The fact that a telegram sent by a commercial radio station was encrypted immediately piqued Zhao Xuan's curiosity.

(Edith, activate parsing mode and parse this intercepted telegram.)
(Understood, sir. Parsing mode is activated. Parsing in progress. Level 1 encryption has been cracked. Parsing in progress. Level 2 encryption has been cracked. Message decryption complete!)
Looking at the telegram Edith had projected into his eyes, Zhao Xuan frowned slightly; it was actually a Japanese telegram.

Looking at the contents, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath.

Gangcun of the 11th Army Group was transferred away because someone deliberately allowed An Ruoxian to steal the battle strategy.

The content of this telegram was to instruct the Kyogoku family to secretly eliminate those who knew about this matter.

When the Kyogoku family was mentioned, Zhao Xuan immediately thought of Mi Kyogoku, and then directly targeted Kyoko Watanabe.

In other words, An Ruoxian's successful theft of the campaign strategy was secretly approved by Watanabe Kyoko.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan's lips curled up slightly.

Since Kyoko Watanabe is playing this game, I'll play along with her.

(Edith, keep communication and parsing modes running. Intercept all telegrams and summarize the parsed content for me. Report back daily. Of course, report any important intelligence immediately!)
(Sir, please enter the keywords for important information.)

After understanding the analysis mode, Zhao Xuan glanced at the contents of the newspaper. Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Zhao Xuan knew who had come.

"Enter!"

Huang Qian quickly stood beside Zhao Xuan, and Shimura Nitta and Izumi Ito from the Intelligence Advisory Section pushed open the door and entered.

After the two entered, they walked to the desk, bowed to Zhao Xuan first, and then Shimura Nitta spoke:
"Section Chief, Heiji Ito from the Intelligence Section has already taken notice. What should we do now?"

Zhao Xuan put down the newspaper in his hand, took a sip of tea, and then stood up:
"Let's go then. I've already made arrangements. Now let's head to the old building street in the south of the city."

Shimura Nitta didn't ask any further questions. As assassins and samurai trained by the Aizawa family, the unwavering execution of orders was ingrained in their bones. To put it bluntly, servility had become their shackles, something they could never shake off for life.

Zhao Xuan hadn't forgotten the task Huang Qian needed to complete in Modu.

The original organization can only rely on Huang Qian herself. Of course, if she can help, Zhao Xuan will not stand idly by.

Huang Qian's other task was to contact the people of the Zhenxingqi Society and find out from them the whereabouts of the batch of national treasures they had transported from Beiping years ago.

Zhao Xuan already had some potential suitors in mind regarding this matter.

Yesterday, Dao Ya also told Zhao Xuan that a man named Jin Shuo sold her a batch of antiques.

The real buyers are in Hong Kong, and they are offering very high prices.

After Dao Ya buys those antiques from Jin Shuo, she only needs to resell them in Hong Kong to earn at least three times the profit.

A 300% profit margin! How many capitalists would be envious of that?

Zhao Xuan knew that the surname Jin was mostly used by the descendants of the Eight Banners.

Jin Shuo, Zhao Xuan guessed that this person was from the Zhenxingqi Society.

Moreover, it was Qidong who introduced this golden shuttle to Daoya.

Qidong is currently facing difficulties.

The remnants of the Zhenxingqi Society would occasionally attempt to assassinate Qidong.

If it weren't for Qidong's shrewdness in his old age and his ability to anticipate his enemies' moves, he would probably be meeting his maker by now.

As for whether Jin Suo was selling antiques to Dao Ya, or whether Jin Suo was just someone Qi Dong publicly represented, this matter is not difficult to investigate.

Today, besides meeting with the Minister of Transport, Dao Ya also went to investigate the relationship between Jin Suo and Qi Dong.

If the Golden Shuttle was indeed arranged by Qidong, then Qidong is very likely to have clues about that batch of national treasures.

Perhaps the antiques that Jinshuo is selling were taken from that batch of national treasures.

Today, besides An Ruoxian having already infiltrated Shanghai last night and hiding in the alleys of the south of the city, Zhao Xuan also planned to have Huang Qian contact the people from the Zhenxingqi Society first.

After Hua Xiaonuan and her group settled in the south of the city, they were under the surveillance of Liu Manping and her group.

Although they dared not monitor closely, the Ghost Team members were still clear about the general situation.

That's right, An Ruoxian has already entered the Magic City.

Zhao Xuan truly admired this woman; when An Ruoxian emerged from the sewer, she reeked of foul odor.

If it weren't for the fact that the Ghost Team was located in the south of the city, and that Zhao Xuan needed to monitor the people of the Zhenxingqi Society, so he arranged for a nanobug to assist him, which happened to scan An Ruoxian, Zhao Xuan would not have known that An Ruoxian had already entered Shanghai last night.

Seeing Zhao Xuan about to leave with his men, Huang Qian quickly followed.

The task of investigating An Ruoxian was no secret within the Special Higher Police.

Although Huang Qian didn't know exactly what An Ruoxian had done, she was very interested in anything that could cause the Special Higher Police to make such a big fuss.

So no matter what, she wanted to go and see.

Noticing the commotion behind him, Zhao Xuan's lips curled up slightly. Seeing that Zhao Xuan did not stop Huang Qian from joining, Shimura Nitta and Ito Izumi followed silently, ignoring Huang Qian.

On the way to the south of Shanghai, Zhao Xuan had Edith call Lin Jieru.

At this moment, Dao Yan, who was having breakfast at a tea stall near Liudao Lane, kept her eyes fixed on Lin Jieru, who was standing near a phone booth not far away, eating a steamed bun.

This was Dao Yan's first time meeting Lin Jieru, and the woman gave Dao Yan a very strange feeling.

She seemed to know her and was very curious about her, but she remained silent, only looking at her with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)