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

Chapter 397 Despair (Seeking Double Monthly Tickets)
In Xia Gong's plan, once the hunter takes action, our party will follow the traces of his exposure to trace back and uproot the intelligence network that Ding Moqun has built up over the years using the hunter.

This large-scale mopping-up operation, ostensibly a Japanese encirclement and suppression campaign, was in reality a trap we had set up.

The Japanese thought they had obtained crucial intelligence, but little did they know that what was truly fatal was that their supposedly concealed infiltration routes had been completely exposed.

Once No. 76 goes to verify the authenticity of the intelligence, with Xia Gong's complete and interconnected plan in place, all they need to do is wait for the hunter to provide the intelligence to lure people in, and then it will be time to close the net.

At that time, the inside and outside lines will work together, combining feints and real attacks, making it difficult for the enemy to distinguish between the real and the fake.

As Sun Tzu's Art of War says, "Openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing Chencang."

We use the enemy's eyes to create a fog of confusion, causing them to walk right into our trap.

Every step the hunter took was within the gorge's calculations; all the information he reported was bait.

Once they penetrate deeper, a swift and decisive strike will surely cause Ding Moqun's years of painstaking efforts to crumble, and the Mei Agency will inevitably bear the brunt of the blame for assisting in this massive sweep.

This situation is like an eagle hunting a rabbit; wait patiently for the right moment, then strike decisively.

When Zhao Xuan learned about Xia Gong's arrangements, he was amazed.

Even without any special abilities, Xia Gong can still manipulate his enemies at will by observing subtle clues.

This also helped Zhao Xuan understand why, despite the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, the underground Communist Party, operating behind enemy lines, was still able to contend with the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"This is something we can't help with. Your safety should be the top priority. Remember not to expose yourself because of a momentary impulse."

Hearing Zhao Xuan's words, Dao Yan sighed helplessly. Was she just supposed to watch the Eighth Route Army fall into the Japanese conspiracy?
Hopefully, Wang Yiya will have a chance to pass on the information.

However, there's no use thinking about it now, since we still don't know the source of the Japanese intelligence.

Even if Wang Yiya had already given a warning, the Eighth Route Army would probably still be clueless and have no idea where to start.

As for relocating their base now, the Red Party would never do such a thing. It would have far-reaching consequences, and they couldn't possibly expose themselves completely due to a large-scale relocation before the Japanese even arrived.

Moreover, the foundation of the base areas behind enemy lines lies in the masses. A hasty relocation would not only shake the people's morale but also disrupt the long-term strategic plan.

“Ayan, I’m bringing this up again tonight to warn you that if that day ever comes, you must stay calm.”

Zhao Xuan was genuinely afraid that Dao Yan would only be thinking about passing on the intelligence to rescue friendly forces, which would not only expose himself but also potentially cause flaws in Xia Gong's plan.

For the next period of time, Shanghai entered a brief period of calm.

Kagesa naturally reconciled with Toa, which was the situation the cabinet wanted to see. Even with the support of the Navy, the Military Police Headquarters, and the Special Higher Police, Toa couldn't make things too ugly.

Mei Jiji gave her a way out and provided compensation, so Dao Ya accepted the offer. Moreover, the compensation she received this time also helped her recover a significant portion of the money she had previously lost.

In mid-to-late April, Doi Madoka received a secret order from the Cabinet to lead the former intelligence officers to the 11th Army to assist the army in reconnaissance, defection, and assassination missions before the start of the major war.

Before leading the team to accompany the army, Tu Feiyuan only wanted to handle the affairs of Sheshan well, at least to get the Sheshan project on the right track.

Tilanqiao Prison in Shanghai.

Michiko Sakai personally led a group to select a batch of roadside dogs and send them to Sheshan.

Looking at the list in her hand, Michiko's gaze swept coldly over each name, her fingertips tapping lightly on the paper as if she were selecting a sacrifice.

These "roadblocks" will become the consumables at the bottom of the Sheshan underground fortifications; those who go in alive will never come out alive.

She smiled slightly and whispered, "The experiment must be accelerated. We need to see results before Lord Doi-Yuan returns."

After muttering to herself, Michiko immediately ordered the prison soldiers to escort the road bullies onto military trucks, preparing to send them to Sheshan.

Among this group were Kuomintang agents whom Zhao Xuan had previously led a team to capture.

At this time, all facilities at Sheshan were in place, and the three companies of the Military Police Headquarters had entered their respective defense zones.

This was the opportunity that Zhao Xuan had been waiting for.

Zhao Xuan did not take action when there were two squadrons before, but now, the garrison at Sheshan is at full capacity.

Now is the perfect time to recycle the nanoparticles used to prevent the virus from leaking out.

Early in the morning, Edith received a telegram from the mountain town.

Sun Shao, who was impersonating Chen Yibo, had not yet had the opportunity to bring the man back to Shancheng, and Shancheng could no longer wait for "Chen Yibo".

The Chairman is aware that the Sheshan project has been launched and has summoned Mr. Dai, demanding that he destroy the Sheshan experimental facilities as soon as possible, preferring to kill the innocent rather than let any potential threat escape.

If the virus were used on the front lines, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Upon receiving the Chairman's order, Boss Dai naturally dared not delay and immediately sent a secret telegram to Shanghai, ordering the destruction of the Sheshan core laboratory within three days.

At the same time, Shen Xing also received instructions from Boss Dai to have Young Tiger take action, and had already notified the Shanghai station that all of the Military Intelligence Bureau's agents in Shanghai would be under Young Tiger's command this time.

Shanghai, the French Concession, the Military Intelligence Bureau station.

Fu Zhengguo looked at the telegram in his hand, his brows furrowed, his expression changing several times.

Zheng Yi, who came to deliver the telegram, was also somewhat confused. It was understandable that the higher-ups had assigned them the task of destroying the Sheshan Research Institute.

Even if it were Young Tiger leading the team to complete this mission, Zheng Yi felt it would be reasonable.

However, this telegram was sent by Tiger Girl, and the message actually told them to hold their positions.

They only have three days. They need to destroy the Sheshan Research Institute within three days. One day has already passed, and if they still remain inactive, they won't have any time to take any further action.

After reading the telegram, Fu Zhengguo stroked his chin and began to think.

"Station Chief, what is Young Tiger thinking? Is he planning to cooperate with Chen Guang, the underground party member, again?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhengguo felt that there was some truth to it.

After all, it was Young Tiger and Morning Light who joined forces to destroy the Sheshan Research Institute last time.

However, given what happened last time, the Japanese cannot afford not to take precautions.

Just from the news sent back by the reconnaissance team that Fu Zhengguo sent out after receiving the order, Fu Zhengguo felt somewhat hopeless about the mission.

Two standing military police companies, plus one special mobile company.

With such troop deployment, stationed at Sheshan, they practically surrounded the entire area. Fu Zhengguo knew that a direct assault would be tantamount to suicide.

Moreover, the Japanese army has now deployed searchlights and lighthouses at various high points, making nighttime infiltration virtually impossible.

Fu Zhengguo stared at the map for a long time, then suddenly looked up and asked:
When was the last time the young tiger made contact?

Zheng Yi replied, "Last night at 11 o'clock, he said he was waiting for a crucial moment."

Fu Zhengguo's eyes flickered slightly, and he said thoughtfully:

"Xiao Zheng, do you think Young Tiger might already be at the Sheshan Research Institute?"

With a striking and mature look, Zheng Yi, a beautiful and confident woman, curled her lip in exasperation.

"Station Chief, do you think that's possible? If Young Tiger is at the Sheshan Research Institute, how did he contact us?"

"Can Tiger Girl communicate with tiger cubs using brainwaves?"

After being rebuked by Zheng Yi, Fu Zhengguo smiled awkwardly, but apart from that, he really couldn't think of any other reason for Young Tiger to keep the troops at bay.

Because it's impossible to break through the enemy's defenses from the outside, let alone storm in and destroy the Sheshan Research Institute.

"That's true, but if Young Tiger weren't at the Sheshan Research Institute, it's impossible to explain why he would tell us to hold back, or even meet with us."

Only after succeeding Chen Chuyin as the station manager of the Shanghai station did Fu Zhengguo truly understand the mystery of the young tiger.

He's been the site administrator for so long, and he still doesn't even know if the baby tiger is a boy or a girl.

He didn't even know the gender of the tiger cub, let alone the female tiger.

There's also Dao Yan. Although she was previously designated as You Hu's subordinate, there's been no news of her since, and You Hu hasn't contacted her at all.

Of course, this was because Dao Yan deliberately concealed this fact after learning about You Hu's identity, leading Fu Zhengguo to believe that Dao Yan had not yet made contact with You Hu.

Zheng Yi shook his head:
"Station Chief, should I try contacting him again? At least let him give us an explanation. If we keep waiting like this and fail to complete the mission within the time limit, we won't be able to explain it to the Director!"

Fu Zhengguo thought for a while, but finally decided to ask about another matter first:

"Xiao Zheng, things are as they are for now with Young Tiger, but how is Old Dan doing? Has Master Niu sent any message?"

Zheng Yi didn't know what to say:

"this."

"Stationmaster, to put it simply, Master Niu hasn't contacted Lao Dan for a long time. It seems that Lao Dan is carrying out a secret mission and has entered a state of silence."

Fu Zhengguo frowned, his fingertips tapping lightly on the edge of the table, and the room fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Fu Zhengguo finally sighed:
"If Lao Dan were here, we might be able to try having him personally go and ask the young tiger about the situation."

Zheng Yi looked at Fu Zhengguo with some confusion:
"Stationmaster, what do you mean by that?"

Fu Zhengguo said in a low voice:
“When Station Chief Chen returned to Shancheng to report on his work, he told me privately that if he didn’t come back, he would let me be the station chief. At the same time, Station Chief Chen also told me something else. He said that Lao Dan and Youhu had a close relationship and asked me to keep an eye on it.”

"But so much time has passed, and there has been almost no news from Lao Dan's side. Young Tiger is also elusive, so I haven't followed up on the matter that Station Chief Chen mentioned."

Zheng Yi nodded in realization. However, in Shanghai, everyone in the Military Intelligence Bureau knew that if you were to pick someone to compare with Young Tiger, not to mention surpassing him, the only one who could keep up with his pace seemed to be Lao Dan.

"Since there's no news from Master Niu either, let's just wait. Young Tiger has never disappointed us."

Zheng Yi responded and said nothing more before taking his leave from Fu Zhengguo's study.

Fu Zhengguo sat alone in his study, his gaze falling once again on the location of Sheshan on the map. No matter how he thought about it, Fu Zhengguo was convinced that Youhu was definitely at the Sheshan Research Institute.

The only thing Fu Zhengguo couldn't understand was, even if Youhu was inside, what could he do by himself?

After sitting for a quarter of an hour, Fu Zhengguo tidied up his desk, put on his trench coat, and left the study.

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

The wind chimes by the door rang out crisply, and Fu Zhengguo, who was sitting in his usual spot drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, glanced at them out of the corner of his eye.

Upon seeing the contact arrive, Fu Zhengguo put down his newspaper and picked up a spoon to stir his coffee.

The steam from the coffee rose gently in the cool autumn air. Fu Zhengguo casually pushed a folded tissue to the edge of the table.

As the contact walked by, he swapped the newspaper in his hand with the one Fu Zhengguo had placed on the table, and headed towards the booth at the back.

Fu Zhengguo put down his spoon, took a sip of coffee, and then picked up the newspaper again, as if nothing had happened.

Shanghai, Hankou Road, 11:00 AM.

Sun Jianzhong returned with a newspaper and entered the secret room, looking at Wang Shuyu sitting in a wheelchair.

"Uncle Sun, is there any news from the postman?"

Sun Jianzhong nodded and handed the newspaper the postman brought back to Wang Shuyu.

Wang Shuyu took the newspaper, her finger lightly tracing the bottom right corner of page three, where there was a seemingly ordinary advertisement:

"As the new autumn approaches, the old rice is taken out of the granary."

Upon seeing this sentence, Wang Shuyu turned to the side and took a booklet from the bookshelf.

She flipped through the booklet and compared it with the codebook, her eyes quickly scanning between the lines, comparing each shop number on the newspaper advertisement page, her fingertip pausing slightly when it landed on "Delong Grain Store".

"Looks like I'll have to go to this place again."

Sun Jianzhong nodded after seeing this, left the secret room, went to the counter in the store, picked up the phone, and made a call.

The person who answered the phone was Lao Bai. After listening to Sun Jianzhong's words, Lao Bai immediately put down his work and rushed to Delong Grain Store.

When Lao Bai arrived at Delong Grain Store, he found that the store had been closed for many days, the doors were tightly shut, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated under the eaves. He pretended to be a passerby and strolled around, finally arriving at the back door of Delong Grain Store, where he took out a package wrapped in oil paper from under a flower bed.

At this moment, Sun Jianzhong, who was waiting for news in Guanghua Bookstore, saw a chubby, fair-skinned boy who was less than 1.6 meters tall walk in, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

After entering the bookstore, Ren Bin first searched for books on the various bookshelves like other customers. After searching for a while, Ren Bin walked to the counter and asked the owner if there was an annotated version of "Compendium of Materia Medica". He then slid the oil paper package from his cuff to the counter.

Sun Jianzhong chuckled and pointed to the location of the books, then quietly put away the oil paper package.

After seeing off the customers, Sun Jianzhong told the shop assistants to mind the shop and then returned to the secret room in the back.

"We got the items."

Wang Shuyu took the oil paper package, gently pressed the sealing wax with her fingertips, and only slowly opened it after confirming that it was undamaged.

Inside was a letter. As she read its contents, Wang Shuyu frowned repeatedly.

Sun Jianzhong stood by and watched. After the two had finished reading, Sun Jianzhong said with a solemn expression:

"Sheshan is currently heavily guarded, so it was expected that the Military Intelligence Bureau would send Young Tiger to carry out this mission."

"But what's going on with Young Tiger? Why is he telling them to hold back?"

After reading the letter, Wang Shuyu had a guess in her mind:

"The deadline given to the Shanghai station by the mountain city is three days. This time is too short. Even if Young Tiger makes a move, it will probably be very difficult."

“However, since Young Tiger said to keep the Shanghai station inactive for the time being, let’s do the same. We can’t possibly break into the Sheshan Research Institute on our own.”

Sun Jianzhong sighed:
"What can we do? This morning, our comrades who were lying in wait at Tilanqiao reported that Michiko Sakai from the original headquarters went to pick up people, and several of our comrades were on the list. If they are really sent to Sheshan, I'm afraid..."

After folding the letter and putting it into a file folder, Wang Shuyu said:
"Uncle Sun, the most likely reason I suspect Youhu did this is that he has infiltrated the Sheshan Research Institute. But I don't understand, even if Youhu really did get in, what can he do by himself?"

"Sheshan is now like a fortress. There are three Japanese companies, including a mobile company. With such a configuration, even if a large force is mobilized, it is impossible to break through Sheshan's defenses in a short period of time."

"Most importantly, the Japanese learned their lesson this time. The original headquarters directly sent a small team from the communications department. This team was responsible for contacting the original headquarters. If they couldn't make contact within half an hour, the original headquarters would be mobilized. At that time, the military police headquarters would also prepare more personnel to rush to Sheshan for support."

"With such meticulous planning, destroying the Sheshan Research Institute is simply an impossible task."

Sun Jianzhong nodded slightly, sitting blankly on the bench, unaware that the cigarette in his hand had already gone out.

"Shuyu, what exactly is this young tiger up to? Everyone knows the rules of the Military Intelligence Bureau. If this mission is not completed, the consequences will be very serious."

"As far as I know, this mission was personally assigned to Boss Dai by the Kuomintang Party Chairman. It can be said that the Kuomintang attaches great importance to this mission. If it is not completed, even a young tiger will probably be held accountable."

Wang Shuyu laughed:
"So, Young Tiger would never joke about something like this. I reckon he already has a solution, but only Comrade Chenguang can figure out exactly what it is."

Wang Shuyu had always been very confident in his intelligence, but at this moment he had to admit that he really couldn't see through the young tiger's plan.

"By the way, speaking of Chenguang, Uncle Sun, haven't you heard from him?"

The Red Party naturally had a task assigned to them in dealing with the Sheshan Research Institute issue.

Sun Jianzhong shook his head and said in a low voice, "Comrade Chenguang last contacted us three days ago, but the message he gave us was the same: to remain inactive. This is almost no different from the Young Tigers. Now I'm wondering if Comrade Chenguang and the Young Tigers of the Military Intelligence Bureau have joined forces again?"

Wang Shuyu squinted her eyes and tapped her fingers lightly on the table:

"If that's the case, it's not surprising. Although Chenguang and Youhu belong to different camps, they always cooperate well when their goals are aligned. However..."

Wang Shuyu paused, then lowered her voice, "The more they remain inactive, the more I feel that Sheshan has already laid out a plan, just waiting for the right opportunity."

Like the calm before a storm, the calmer the weather, the more it foreshadows the raging waves to come.

"Sigh, we can't get in touch with Lin Jieru either. Otherwise, we could have inquired about her from the side. Now we know nothing and can only worry!" Sun Jianzhong was very frustrated. This feeling of knowing there was an operation ahead but being unable to participate, like a trapped beast, was really unbearable.

Around noon, in the convoy heading towards Sheshan, Michiko personally escorted the vehicle in the middle.

As they drew closer to Sheshan, Michiko felt a chill run down her spine.

It's too calm; everything is abnormally calm.

With the Sheshan project restarted, shouldn't the underground Communist Party and the Military Intelligence Bureau have made some moves?

Moreover, the news of restarting the Sheshan project was leaked by Tu Feiyuan a few days in advance.

The purpose was to lure out a big fish and expose a potential threat before the Sheshan project was officially launched.

Of course, given the current defensive strength of Sheshan, Doiyu doesn't believe that the Kuomintang and the Red Party have the courage to try again.

But they didn't make a sound, which caught Doiyuu completely off guard.

Michiko realized that what her teacher lacked most right now was a spy planted in the mountain city.

If there were a spy from the mountain city, such as Tobi-Yuan, they wouldn't still be unaware of what orders were issued by the mountain city.
Of course, the original agency also intercepted a copy of the coded telegram sent by Yamashiro, but could not decipher it. They could only guess that Yamashiro's side must have given instructions.

Based on this, Tu Feiyuan judged that the Military Intelligence Bureau would definitely take big action, but so far, let alone big action, there hasn't even been a small skirmish.

Even the Shanghai Metro station became unusually quiet.

"How long will it take?"

Michiko was somewhat flustered, only thinking about completing the mission as soon as possible. Every minute before reaching Sheshan felt like walking on a knife's edge. She stared at the winding mountain road ahead, her fingers unconsciously rubbing against her sidearm.

If the Military Intelligence Bureau makes any move, the most likely scenario is that they're trying to hijack the convoy.

Of course, Michiko had everything arranged for the convoy. As long as the Kuomintang agents dared to come, she could ensure that they rested peacefully here.

"Section Chief, it's still over 30 li, we should arrive around 1:10 pm."

Michiko sighed, nodded uneasily, and leaned back in her seat, but her eyes remained fixed on the car window, trying to find any clues that someone was trying to hijack the car.

The mountain breeze rustled through the treetops, stirring up a few withered leaves. Everything seemed perfectly calm, and there were no suspicious points or suitable hiding places along the way.

However, this safe environment only made Michiko more agitated.

Michiko still trusted her sixth sense.

She has survived to this day because she has avoided danger many times through her sixth sense.

As they drew closer to Sheshan, Michiko's brows furrowed deeper and her heart pounded faster. This intense sixth sense made her feel as if an invisible hand was choking her, and cold sweat quietly soaked her back.

She suddenly realized that the enemy might not be on the road at all, but inside Sheshan!

But this conjecture only flashed through her mind once before Michiko laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking, "How could that be?"

Sheshan is heavily guarded, with layers of defenses inside and out. How could the enemy possibly infiltrate it?
But once this thought arises, it becomes like a vine that cannot be shaken off.

She sat up abruptly, her heart pounding. A cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the car window, chilling her fingertips.

If the problem truly stemmed from within, then all the anomalies became clear—the Military Intelligence Bureau's silence was a prelude to the most fatal blow.

She gripped her pistol tightly, her voice trembling slightly:

"Notify those ahead to speed up and arrive before 1 a.m."

The car suddenly accelerated, the tires screeching as they rolled over the gravel. Michiko stared intently at the end of the winding mountain road ahead.

Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose at the end of the mountain road, as if a vehicle was coming from the wrong direction.

Michiko's pupils contracted, and she immediately gave the order:

"Ready to fight!"

But the vehicle drew closer and closer, and it turned out to be a liaison vehicle from the station.

Michiko looked at the car that was about to be stopped with a puzzled expression, but the car seemed to have no regard for what was in front of it and drove straight towards them.

"Baka! Stop it!"

At Michiko's command, the convoy quickly dispersed to form an encirclement, with the escort vehicles on both sides sharply turning and forcing their way into the middle of the road.

The liaison vehicle, however, showed no sign of slowing down and charged straight at them.

Michiko suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted sharply:
"dodge!"

Before the words were even finished, the liaison vehicle crashed into the front of the convoy with a deafening roar that tore through the forest. The military truck blocking the way was overturned, and the liaison vehicle was finally brought to a stop.

Michiko shook her slightly dazed head and directed the people to quickly get out of the car and slowly approach the liaison vehicle.

The car door suddenly swung open, and a communications soldier with a blood-stained face fell to the ground.

His condition looked very strange, and Michiko got goosebumps all over just by looking at him.

Michiko's pupils contracted sharply, and she retreated hastily. The former agents of the agency who were moving towards the liaison officer became terrified when they saw the liaison officer's face covered in blood, and they retreated just like Michiko.

"Section Chief, that liaison officer's face is ulcerated, his eyes are bulging out, and he's convulsing!"

Michiko was no longer willing to say anything. She covered her mouth and nose tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with terror. A strange sweet smell emanated from the blood, and the skin beneath her festering face was twitching slightly, as if something alive was crawling under her skin.

Michiko suppressed the urge to vomit, her pupils trembling violently—this was not an injury at all, but some kind of unknown lesion!

She drew her gun abruptly, her voice hoarse:

"All personnel on high alert! No contact allowed!"

The communications soldier suddenly convulsed, raised his head, his mouth torn to the roots of his ears, and let out a roar of extreme pain.

The agent who was near the liaison officer was so frightened that he repeatedly pulled the trigger at him.

Gunshots pierced the valley, and the communications soldier fell to the ground, his black and red blood splattering onto the inside of the car door, making the stench in the air even more pronounced.

Coming to her senses, Michiko quickly retreated, shouting loudly:
"Seal off all entrances and exits to Sheshan. No one is allowed to approach or enter. Telecommunications Department, contact headquarters immediately to report the situation here, and request assistance from the Special Higher Police Technical Section!"

"Now, everyone retreat 300 meters, then set up a defensive zone on the spot and await support!"

A sudden gust of wind rose in the valley, and withered leaves swirled among the charred tires, carrying withered blood.

After everyone followed the orders and retreated to the place Michiko had indicated, they made preparations on the spot.

Michiko collapsed to the ground with a thud. If she still didn't understand what had happened by now, she might as well not be a real person.

The convoy had retreated 300 meters. All the prisoners brought from Tilanqiao Prison were on the military truck. They were in a great panic, but were chained and unable to escape.

The agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau naturally knew what Sheshan was, and they hoped that their colleagues could rescue them along the way.

But the situation just now was very strange; on the military truck, they had no idea what was happening outside.

All that is known is that Michiko's orders were very strange.

This situation doesn't seem like a carjacking; rather, it seems like some kind of uncontrollable crisis has occurred internally.

Holding a pistol, Michiko, her knuckles white, leaned against a large tree. After taking several deep breaths, she threw the pistol aside, took out a pack of cigarettes from her uniform pocket, and tried to light one, but her trembling hands prevented her from lighting the cigarette even after striking several matches.

She finally lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, but the nicotine couldn't suppress the chill in her heart.

The liaison officer's illness was not a natural occurrence; it was more likely a failed product of some kind of biochemical experiment.

It's impossible for the people at the Sheshan Research Institute to use Imperial soldiers for experiments, so the only possibility is a virus leak from the laboratory!
Thinking of this, Michiko turned pale. She didn't know how contagious the virus was, but the most urgent thing right now was to stop its spread.

"Report, Section Chief, a telegram has been sent. Headquarters responded, instructing us to remain in place and stand by. The Chief of Staff is en route to the Special Higher Police."

Michiko chuckled; she didn't even know if she had been infected.

The thought of the liaison officer's tragic fate sent a suffocating chill down Michiko's spine. She stared at the trembling cigarette butt between her fingers, ash falling softly onto her boots, like a silent countdown. The distant forest was deathly still; even the birdsong had vanished, only the wind carrying the stench of blood as it swept through the withered branches.

Although they had evacuated 300 meters away, at such a distance, they shouldn't still be able to smell that fishy stench, but Michiko could still smell it. She knew it was psychological, but how could the fear in her heart be easily dispelled in the face of such a situation?

Shanghai, Wusong Road Special Higher Police Section.

Tu Feiyuan rushed over in his car, ignoring the guards at the gate, and drove straight in.

Just as the Special Higher Police guards were closing in, Doi-man got out of the car with his hands raised and shouted:

"I need to see Aizawa Keiko! Go and inform her immediately!"

Upon hearing the report, Aizawa Keiko immediately left her office with a grave expression.

"Doihara, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Xuan also came with Lan Zehuizi.

Upon seeing Tu Feiyuan arrive, Zhao Xuan already understood what had happened.

The virus that Saburo Kagasawa and Hei Kasahara brought from Harbin was carefully analyzed by Edith when the items fell into the hands of the Special Higher Police.

It is highly contagious and spreads through both air and bodily fluids. The incubation period is as short as two hours. Infected individuals initially experience high fever and nervous excitement, followed by rapid organ necrosis, resembling a living corpse.

When Zhao Xuan saw Edith's test report, he was terrified by this terrifying virus. That's why, after learning that the virus had been stolen, Zhao Xuan immediately used all his connections to track it down.

However, the virus leak in Sheshan was orchestrated by Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan has already retrieved the nanoparticles that blocked the virus. Given the virus's transmissibility, Zhao Xuan estimates that most of the troops stationed at Sheshan are probably already infected.

It is estimated that many of those who were initially infected have now died.

While this method is cruel, weren't the so-called scientists in the Ishii unit who created that virus even more cruel?

Zhao Xuan remained completely unmoved by the idea of ​​treating someone in the same way.

Zhao Xuan had been waiting for this day for a long time, just waiting for the three military police companies of the Military Police Headquarters to be stationed in Sheshan.

The Japanese must feel a little sorry for the "Imperial Warriors" whose three squadrons were wiped out by the virus they themselves created!
As for regret, Zhao Xuan never imagined that these beasts would have any regrets.

According to Zhao Xuan's calculations, if no infected person returns to Shanghai after the virus leaks in Sheshan, then the virus will only stop in Sheshan.

Of course, the three military police squadrons stationed at Sheshan can declare themselves dead!
Four hours have passed since the virus leak, and according to the images fed back by the nanobugs, the situation is currently still under Zhao Xuan's control.

Michiko Sakai's experience was indeed beyond Zhao Xuan's expectations. At the same time, Zhao Xuan did not expect that Michiko would escort that group of prisoners to Sheshan today.

Although the accident occurred, it was still within a controllable range, which shows that Michiko Sakai handled it very well.

However, Michiko's convoy, including herself, was also at risk of infection, given that they were in very close proximity to infected individuals at the time.

However, it will take testing to determine whether Michiko Sakai and others have been infected.

If they get infected, there's nothing Zhao Xuan can do. The Kuomintang agents who were escorted there probably won't be able to be saved either.

The unexpected event was beyond Zhao Xuan's complete control.

From the feedback from the nanobugs, Zhao Xuan clearly saw that after the virus leak, the first to suffer were researchers like Kasahara Heiji and Karasawa Saburo.

Then came the telecommunications staff sent by the original organization to take up the post.

This is why, despite the virus leaking and infecting almost half of Sheshan, there has been no news of its spread.

This virus has no symptoms during its incubation period, but once it breaks out, it can cause rapid failure of all organs in an instant. Infected people often lose their vital signs in less than ten minutes while in pain.

This painful process completely prevented the telecommunications department from transmitting messages via radio.

By the time people outside realized something was wrong inside the research institute, the virus had already spread. Those people continued to carry out their daily tasks without realizing it during the incubation period, and even a second before they collapsed, they still thought it was just ordinary fatigue.

Zhao Xuan stared calmly at the images transmitted back by the nanobugs.

The entire Sheshan area was plunged into a deathly silence of chaos. Soldiers and researchers lay sprawled in the corridors, unable to react in time, and the communication system was completely paralyzed.

Of course, the virus brought by Kasahara Heihei and Karasawa Saburo was not so powerful at first. It was only through Zhao Xuan's precise control using nanoparticles and Edith that the original strain was genetically edited and enhanced, giving it such high transmissibility and lethality.

Since the virus has been modified in this way, Zhao Xuan naturally has countermeasures in place.

Developing antiviral drugs is not difficult. In fact, during the incubation period of the virus, simply taking penicillin can eliminate it in the body and provide immunity against reinfection within 24 hours of its effect.

This design was Zhao Xuan's backup plan, which ensured the irreversibility of the operation while also making it possible to conduct a cleanup within a controllable scope.

Of course, Zhao Xuan also had to admit that this operation was also to allow Xiao Ya to sell the penicillin in her hands at a higher price and in greater quantities.

With this move, Dao Ya will definitely make a fortune.

It's a bit of a shame that this kind of thing isn't replicable.

Otherwise, Zhao Xuan would have to get Edith's help to develop a virus specifically targeting the Xiao Rizi population to achieve precise eradication.

Let them disappear from this world completely!
However, this thought only flashed through Zhao Xuan's mind before being suppressed by reason. The boundaries of genetic weapons cannot be crossed, even if the target is an enemy.

Zhao Xuan didn't plan to do this a second time. After all, there was an element of chance in the virus modification and subsequent operations. If it weren't for the fact that the virus brought by Saburo Kagasawa and Hei Kasahara was exactly like this, no matter how much Zhao Xuan modified it, it wouldn't have been so easily dealt with by a single dose of penicillin.

Of course, before we knew what the cure was, this virus was nothing short of a monster!

Once the virus spreads, there will be no way to contain it in a short time, panic will spread rapidly, and the medical system will collapse within hours.

This situation is not just a disaster for ordinary people, but for all of humanity!

Special Higher School Front Courtyard.

Doihara approached quickly, veins bulging on his forehead:
"Aizawa Keiko, Michiko, who is escorting criminals to Sheshan, sent an urgent coded telegram half an hour ago. It is suspected that a virus has leaked. A liaison officer suspected of being infected was found on a mountain road about five kilometers away from Sheshan."

"Now, I need someone from your technical department to go to Sheshan to investigate the situation. I have already reported this to the cabinet, and I ask Section Chief Lan Ze to arrange manpower to carry it out as soon as possible."

Aizawa Keiko's face darkened. She had learned about the terrifying nature of the virus from Zhao Xuan and the head of the technical department, Murakami Yua.

Now, Tu Feiyuan actually told her that there was a suspected virus leak, and even wanted the technical department to investigate!
"Toi-man, I told you before that the virus that Kasahara Hei brought from the Ishii unit should be destroyed as soon as possible."

Tu Feiyuan took a deep breath:

"What's the use of saying all this now? Don't forget, there are still three squadrons of Imperial Warriors in Sheshan. Although I will take full responsibility for these people, only your technical department can investigate the situation clearly. If you try to shirk your responsibility, I don't mind having someone else share the blame with me!"

Aizawa Keiko's eyes suddenly turned cold as she glared at Doiyuu and growled:

"You're so damned good!"

"Ah Xuan, go and inform the technical department quickly."

Zhao Xuan nodded solemnly and walked towards the separate office building on the left.

Outside the Special Higher Police Technical Department laboratory.

While disassembling a precision instrument, Yua Murakami, reminded by her assistant, turned her head slightly and looked out the glass window with some surprise:

"Zhao Sang?"

Yua, somewhat surprised, put down her work, left the lab, took off her goggles and gloves, and quickly walked to Zhao Xuan:

"Busy guy, what brings you to the technical department today?"

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(End of this chapter)