The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 5 Coincidence
The room was dim, and the flashlight was only ten centimeters long and very small.

The lamp was facing downwards, illuminating the ground in a circle of light that dared not move elsewhere.

The gatekeeper, Lao Gong, was a sharp man nicknamed "Owl". He must have noticed the flickering light and discovered something was wrong.

The memory of his previous life was extremely clear in Shen Liushu's mind, like a projector, with pictures that could be called up at any time.

Zhou Lisheng would place all the important cases he handled in the third drawer on the left.

A thin wire was used to unlock the drawer, which was then pulled open. Three documents and files lay quietly inside.

After careful observation, he took out the document and looked at it quickly, reading ten lines at a glance.

Through the characters in these materials, we learned that the entire underground group was targeted, including Liu Jie, a total of ten members in the group.

The only person he could contact at this point in time without being suspected was the beauty of the Zuitiantang Ballroom - Frost Moon.

One reason is that the original body has a lover in the Zuitiantang Ballroom.

Second, it is normal for Shen Liushu to seek out his lover for entertainment after getting drunk.

For an agent, rationality is life!

The second document was opened, and the content inside was: There is a Red Party undercover agent in the senior management of the Statistics Bureau, codenamed - Lao Yuan.

Identity, age, origin, unknown.

The third document was opened, and the content inside was: There is a Japanese undercover agent in the senior management of the Statistics Bureau, codenamed - Ace of Hearts.

Identity, age, origin, unknown.

"No wonder Zhou Lisheng kept changing the person interrogating Liu Jie. It was to identify the Red Party undercover agent, Lao Yuan."

"Tap, tap, tap", the sound of shallow-heeled leather shoes stepping on the ground comes from far away.

Shen Liushu's mind suddenly exploded, and he looked around frantically. Is there any place to hide?
Miao Yuqing's face was cold: "Chief Wen, are you still working so late?"

Wen Xiansi - Head of the Intelligence Department.

His face was filled with a sinister smile, making people feel very uncomfortable and icy. "I was just looking up some information in the archives. Secretary Miao, why did you come back?"

Miao Yuqing's face was cold and without a trace of smile: "Go to the director's office to re-sort the documents."

Wen Xiansi: At the age of 20, he studied at the Nanjing Higher Military School. After graduation, he was recommended to study reconnaissance at the Heidelberg Military School in Germany.

Among the thirteen people in the same group, only three graduated, and Wen Xiansi was one of them, which was quite remarkable.

After returning to China, the National Government wanted to entrust him with important tasks, but was impressed by Zhou Lisheng's talents!

As the saying goes, women dress up to please them, and men die for their friends, so he resigned himself to being the head of the Intelligence Section of the Second Division of the Statistics Bureau.

He doesn't understand human relationships and has a bad character, so he is ostracized by several other section chiefs.

Zhou Lisheng trusts one of the two people the most, the other is Miao Yu.

Wen Xiansi: "Secretary Miao, now we know clearly that there is an undercover Red Party member and a traitor in the upper echelons.

"What do you think of my suggestion to the director: activate Level 1 alert, skip the general meeting, and have each section chief report individually to the director?"

Miao Yu said coldly, "I'm just a secretary. I can't give Director Wen any advice. As long as I can do what the director tells me to do, I'm lucky. Even so, there are still people who are listening to me!"

After Miao Yu finished speaking, she took two quick steps in her low-heeled shoes and opened the door of Zhou Lisheng's office. With a loud "bang", the door closed.

Wen Xiansi smiled and shook his head. He knew in his heart that the person she was referring to was him.

He has a gloomy personality and no friends. Zhou Lisheng trusts him so much that he even lets him do things that are inconvenient for him to do in public.

Wen Xiansi stared at the director's office door, smiled wryly, and prepared to leave when he seemed to think of something: "Bang, bang, bang."

Miao Yuqing opened the door with a cold expression: "Chief Wen, is there anything else?"

Wen Xiansi stood at the door, glanced into the room, and smiled grimly: "Nothing, I just want to ask Secretary Miao if you want me to drive you home?"

"No need." Miao Yu still looked cold. After she finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" sound and the door closed.

There was a pile of documents on Zhou Lisheng's desk. Miao Yu carefully and systematically looked through them for about fifteen minutes, then turned and left.

There was no hiding place in Zhou Lisheng's office except under the desk.

Shen Liushu curled up under the table. Fortunately, Miao Yu did not come around, otherwise he would be in full view.

I thought to myself, "It's a lucky chance."

Smelling the delicate fragrance of a woman, I silently reflected on myself and decided to be more careful and cautious in doing things in the future.

"Don't even mention that things will fail, your life will certainly be in danger!

"This at least proves one thing: the lack of experience in spy work!" But how could Miao Yu's return be such a coincidence? Could it really be the aura of a time traveler?
"If Miao Yu doesn't come back, I'm very likely to be discovered by that sinister Wen Xiansi."

Shen Liushu had a hunch that this matter was definitely not simple, and his brain couldn't process it.

Let go of your tension and return to calm.

As he walked, he tapped his lower back. He'd been huddled under the table just now, and his kidneys were a little sore.

It is strongly confirmed that the original body died of hollowing out of the waist and kidneys.

No matter how powerful the widow was, she eventually ran out of lamp oil.

Xu Bu walked out of the Statistics Bureau door leisurely and waved his hand lazily.

A rickshaw came running over: "Sir, where are you going?"

Whistled and smiled: "Drunk in Paradise"

A slight bump, a spring breeze blowing on the face, the dizziness from drunkenness slowly receded, and the headache from drinking slowly flowed over.

The mature woman Aunt Wang enthusiastically hawked her wonton stew, while Ma Agou shouted at the top of his lungs to sell hot noodles.

When it reached my ears, I knew with my eyes closed that I had arrived in heaven.

People of all kinds and identities come in and out of this bustling dance hall - Zuitiantang.

The four people at the wonton stew stall and the hot noodle stall attracted Shen Liushu's attention.

Two people sat at each side of the booth. Their right hands were placed under the table, and the four of them sat in an awkward position, seemingly not fully seated, ready to stand up and fire their weapons or respond to emergencies at any time.

Shen Liushu looked at the four of them and knew that they were keeping an eye on the underground Red Party and the beauty Frost Moon in Drunken Heaven.

I couldn't help but admire Zhou Lisheng. This plan was indeed powerful. It was like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, also known as borrowing chickens to lay eggs.

I don’t know the two people at the wonton stew stall, but the two people at the noodle stall are Yang Hu and Yang Yong.

It is thirty miles north, from Yangjia Village.

Yang Hu: "Brother, it's Section Chief Shen."

Yang Yong's face was calm: "I saw it. Section Chief Shen often goes to Zuitiantang. Don't make a fuss."

Yang Hu smiled, his eyes sparkling: "I heard that Shen Ke is very beautiful, with a white face like snow."

Yang Yong: "There are yellow and black women everywhere in the village. It's very difficult to play with them twice. Snow-white girls can't handle people like us."

Yang Hu: "I heard that the widow Li in our village has a white butt. Have you ever had sex with her?"

Yang Yong's expression was calm but helpless: "We can't mess with Widow Li's mistress."

Yang Hu was annoyed: "When we get better, I will go back to the village and marry Widow Li. I will have her for the rest of my life!"

Yang Yong looked at Hu Zi's dumbfounded expression and said jokingly, "You'll be doing this for the rest of your life. Do you know how to do it?"

Yang Hu shook his head: "I don't know, everyone says that thing is very exciting, but I have held Erniu's hand."

Yang Yong laughed heartily: "You bastard, you're going to die! After this mission, I'll show you around."

Shen Liushu stepped onto the white jade stairs and walked into the paradise.

There were shadows in the dance hall, some hands were reaching into bras, some hands were touching the buttocks, and some hands were elegantly hugging the waist.

These hands and buttocks, interwoven together, create the Shanghai Zuitian Tang dance hall style, hot and spicy! !

The Republic of China is a country of free love and elegant prostitution.

The young women and girls have slender waists and straight white legs in their slit cheongsams.

The tapping sound of high heels adds a different flavor to the mysterious night, with gorgeous and luxurious colors.

The beauties in the dance hall, young, thin, fair-skinned, with faint smiles, are like beautiful flowers decorating the late night in Shanghai, which is full of elites.

"Thinking back to my original self, I also spent my time in luxury, drinking and spending thousands of dollars."

From Shen Liushu's perspective, "It's as wide as a mile, as deep as a foot, with butterflies swarming and bees frantically beating, orioles bullying and swallows jealous. It's a tangled mess of human nature."

A young woman walked slowly and came forward with a smile. She was about twenty-seven years old, with a face as beautiful as a poem or painting, graceful and distant, with a unique temperament.

"Chief Shen, you haven't been here for a while. My sister Baiyu misses you so much."

This woman is the boss of Zuitiantang, Wen Zhuyi.

(End of this chapter)