Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

Chapter 69 This is fate

"Well, respected Mr. Ramsay, or Mr. Alexander Johnson, or neither of these is your real name. Of course, it doesn't matter anymore. In view of our friendly relationship, I have decided to give you a gift, well, two gifts!"

As Chen Jiehua spoke, he pretended to take out four rolls of film from his inner pocket, placed them solemnly on the table, and pushed them forward.

This is a hot potato, I want to push it away!

Richard Sorge looked at the four rolls of film in front of him, his heart beating faster. Even a top agent couldn't control his heartbeat at this time!
What is this? Why can't I control my heartbeat?
In the early morning of May 1929, 5, at the Ramsey home in Berlin, the capital of the Weimar Republic in Europe, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Chen Jiehua narrowed his eyes and looked at Ramsay opposite him with interest. His heart was beating fast, his face was shaking a little, and his eyes were a little vague!
Fujiwara Mio also stared at Chen Jiehua with wide eyes. "We worked hard for two weeks to get this result. It's such an important thing, and you just give it to a foreign agent whose identity you haven't even figured out yet?"

However, Fujiwara Mio knew Chen Jiehua's position. He must have his reasons for doing this. I can't possibly undermine him here. He should explain it to me later.

Ramsay (Richard Sorge) stared at the four reels with his deep eyes and swallowed his saliva. He hoped what was inside! He also guessed what was inside!
But this is so unreal! What's wrong with the world? Is it crazy? I've only met him a few times? He doesn't even know who I am! I actually don't even know who he is!

How could he have given me something so important and precious, something worth a fortune? He just took it out without a care in the world! Is he crazy? Or am I?
If this is true, this house and this moment will go down in history!

"Mr. Ramsay, do you believe in Chinese metaphysics?" Chen Jiehua's low voice in Chinese broke the eerie silence.

"Eastern Chinese metaphysics?" Ramsay, drawing his thoughts out of his momentary trance, asked uncertainly. Did I misshear, or did he mishear it? Talking about metaphysics now?

"Yes, the great Chinese of the East, metaphysics."

"From the moment you looked back at Mio at the Hamburg Harbor dock, the bond of our destiny, you and I, an Eastern agent and a Western agent, actually began."

"Bond means involvement and entanglement." Chen Jiehua said as he gestured.

Ramsay nodded. Neither of them was in the mood for bickering.

"Then we took the same train to Leverkusen. That day, I told Mio that my intuition was that your goal was the same as ours. So in Dortmund, we wanted you to get off the train, but we also didn't want you to get off. In the end, we didn't see you get off."

After Chen Jiehua finished speaking, he looked at Ramsey again, afraid that he didn't understand, and Ramsey nodded.

"We coordinated the evacuation at the Bayer lab. After we got out, you left first. We were planning to leave via the Rhine River and head south to France, but by some strange coincidence, we ended up in Frankfurt."

"It's a coincidence, understand?"

Ramsay shook his head.

"Forget it, it's not important."

"Frankfurt train station, I thought you came with us to Berlin. That was when I thought about Chinese metaphysics and the bond between you and me."

"I've made a decision. Once you're on the train to Berlin, I'll take Mio and head to Munich! We'll finish producing the film in Munich and then come back to Berlin!"

"Oh, so that was the reason that day!"

"Yes, after all this time, I forgot to ask you where you were going. We arrived in Berlin and finished the film. We were planning to leave Berlin by train tomorrow, so I wanted to see the beautiful night view of Berlin tonight." "Meeting you again, this is metaphysics, the bond between us. So, they are yours, my friend."

“I hope you can make good use of them.”

Sorge didn't understand why Chen Jiehua blindly believed in metaphysics, nor did he understand Chen Jiehua's strange way of thinking, but he understood Chen Jiehua's words "my friend".

He considers me a friend!

Sorge was moved! He wanted to stand up and shake hands with Chen Jiehua, telling him, "Hello, my friend, let's get to know each other again, Richard Sorge, the Fourth Division of the Red Russian GRU."

However, his long-standing professional ethics and habits made him give up this action in an instant.

Chen Jiehua didn't know what he had missed in that moment, and continued, "Here, A is the formula for penicillin from America; B is the formula data for Prontocillin from Bayer's laboratory."

Chen Jiehua's words were like a bomb in his mind, and Sorge was stunned!

I had originally only hoped it was the formula for Bailang Duoxi! Now not only has Bailang Duoxi been confirmed, but it also has the formula for penicillin!

Sorge stared at Chen Jiehua with wide eyes, then looked at Fujiwara Mio, and then back at Chen Jiehua. Are these two really that amazing? They got both without making any noise! ​​Are you guys kidding me?

Chen Jiehua said this to Ramsay, and of course also to explain it to Fujiwara Mio, otherwise he would not have kept using Chinese.

But Fujiwara Mio still doesn't understand why Chen Jiehua is so willful. His thinking is completely irregular!
Chen Jiehua didn't say anything else. To avoid regretting it, he got up and took Fujiwara Mio upstairs to bed. Ramsey couldn't sleep. This had to be washed out immediately and reported to Berzin immediately after confirming the content.

In the morning, when daybreak arrived, Chen Jiehua and Fujiwara Mio took turns resting for a few hours, packing their belongings and going downstairs. Chen Jiehua finally chose to believe Ramsay's words and changed back into her previous outfit. Ramsay was still busy in the darkroom.

Although Ramsay had said before that nothing would happen outside, Chen Jiehua felt it was better to be cautious. He left Fujiwara Mio in the darkroom to help Ramsay with the photos, while he quietly went out to investigate and buy some breakfast.

Chen Jiehua went to William Street, the alley next to the Japanese Embassy, ​​and the small hotel. Everything was the same as usual.

Apart from the bloodstains on the alley wall that could not be washed off, which showed passers-by that a murder had recently occurred there, there were no traces anywhere else.

The patrolmen have to continue paddling around to earn their bread and butter.

Masayoshi Ishii, assistant military attaché at the Japanese Embassy in the Weimar Republic, died in the line of duty. His body will be cremated outside Berlin, and his ashes will be jarred and shipped back to Japan. This is probably a foolish outcome.

When Chen Jiehua returned to Ramsey's house with breakfast, the two had already finished organizing and drying the photos.

Ramsay confirmed the authenticity of the photo, but whether it is valid or not can only be verified after production.

Ramsay didn't have time to eat breakfast and ran upstairs to send a telegram to his superiors.

(End of this chapter)