Genius Agent

"I will lead you to continue to achieve merits so that you can all be promoted."

Ito replied with a smile, noticing Endo's expectant gaze, and immediately looked away.

"Alright, you can all go back now. Endo, stay."

After listening to a string of flattery, Sato waved his hand with satisfaction, telling his men to leave first, leaving Endo alone.

"Team leader, what did the section chief say? When will my appointment be finalized?"

After everyone else had left, Endo asked urgently. He was Sato's most trusted confidant and the most qualified person in the intelligence group to take over as deputy leader.

No one else can compare to him in terms of seniority, ability, or merit.

"Endo, the section chief did not agree."

Sato sighed and said softly. Endo was taken aback. The section chief hadn't agreed.

Does that mean he won't get promoted this time?

Why?

Endo was anxious and immediately asked, "Since headquarters didn't send anyone this time, the deputy team leader will definitely be chosen from among them. If we don't appoint him now, when will we?"

"Endo, we can't control what the section chief does, but he said that if you perform well and achieve more merits, or even a major one, you'll definitely be promoted."

Sato said slowly, he was a little annoyed that the section chief disagreed, but he had to obey the section chief's orders.

"Yes, team leader."

Endo was extremely disappointed, and spoke weakly.

"How's Takeru Kato doing lately?"

Sato suddenly asked, "Endo needs an opportunity to make a name for himself and get promoted. If Kato Ken can turn a few more people to defect at the Shanghai station of the Special Service, their chances will increase significantly."

"Kato Ken is working very hard, but the Special Service is very strict. Normally, no one is allowed to enter the rental industry without a reason, and anyone who enters the rental industry must report it. He doesn't have a chance for the time being."

Having learned his lesson, Wang Hengxin not only showed everyone Qian Hao's miserable state but also strictly ordered that no one be allowed to enter the concession without permission.

Shanghai Station tightened its station rules again, and at this point, no one dared to cross him.

Kato Takeru was indeed unable to make another breakthrough at the Shanghai station.

"However, he has made progress with the Party Affairs Investigation Department, and I believe he will soon be able to win over their people."

Endo spoke again, and Ito paused slightly, "Party Affairs Investigation Department?"

The Party Affairs Investigation Department was established earlier than the Special Service Department. They mainly dealt with the Red Party, but as long as it was intelligence about Chinese people, they could find opportunities to make a name for themselves.

"Make sure Kato Ken gets the useful information as soon as possible, and I'll help you get credit for it."

Sato gave the order, and Endo immediately nodded: "Yes, team leader, don't worry, I will make great contributions as soon as possible."

"Okay, tell Kato Ken that as long as he achieves great merit, I guarantee I'll promote him to captain after you get promoted."

Sato doesn't have the authority to appoint deputy team leaders, but he does have the authority to appoint team leaders. Although it requires reporting to the station chief, the station chief usually doesn't refuse such requests.

"Thank you, team leader."

Endo replied gratefully, saying that with this promise, he believed Kato Ken would work even harder.

For someone with a physical disability to be promoted is the greatest affirmation and reward for them.

In the rented room, Fu Jiu finally got a good night's sleep, something he rarely did.

He didn't get up until late the next day. The cell smelled bad and the bed was very hard. He was injured and hadn't had a good night's sleep in days.

After getting up, he took the money and went out to buy some breakfast.

The food outside is much better; the food in the prison is not fit for human consumption, and even pigs probably wouldn't eat that kind of chaff.

He wouldn't eat those things if it weren't for the need to survive and have a chance to avenge Jiang Mushan.

Fu Jiu was indeed thinking about avenging Jiang Mushan.

He already knew that the assassination attempt on Jiang Mushan was carried out by the Shanghai branch of the Special Service, but it was wishful thinking for him to seek revenge on his own.

The Secret Service was very large; the Shanghai station alone had more than two hundred people. Even if he had a gun, how many could he kill?

He probably wouldn't even be able to get through the gates of Shanghai Railway Station before being killed by the other side.

Fu Jiu wasn't in a hurry. If he couldn't kill all the people at the Shanghai station, he would find a way to kill the head of the Shanghai station. It must have been that the head who ordered Jiang Mushan's death. However, if he wanted revenge, he had to take care of his health first.

In the afternoon, Fu Jiu went out again.

He didn't go far, just wandered around the neighborhood, and found a teahouse with a storyteller inside. He went straight in and sat down.

He didn't know if anyone was watching him, but he figured it was highly likely that someone was, all wanting to know the whereabouts of Jiang Mushan's assets from him, but he genuinely didn't know.

Jiang Mushan embezzled more than 500,000 silver dollars this time, an astronomical sum.

With so much money, not running away is tantamount to waiting to die.

Jiang Mushan exchanged the money for gold bars. He didn't trust banks, and besides, depositing so much money in a bank would be too conspicuous.

Jiang Mushan trusted himself the most, and only he knew where the gold bars were.

The storyteller told a good story; Fu Jiu laughed several times during the story and only left after he finished.

"You're back?"

As soon as Fu Jiu arrived home, he saw Su Yuncheng already sitting in his house. Su Yuncheng was alone; the police officer You Tiao from yesterday was not there.

"I just went to the teahouse to listen to a storytelling performance."

Fu Jiu offered to explain that he didn't know whether Su Yuncheng had been following him, returned early, or came alone.

"What was the storyteller talking about?"

Su Yuncheng asked with interest, and Fu Jiu paused for a moment before replying, "The Yang family generals."

The story of the Yang family generals is a well-known tale in China, told by many storytellers and enjoyed by many listeners.

"The Yang family was devoted to the country and were loyal ministers. Their story is indeed beautiful."

Su Yuncheng nodded slightly. After Fu Jiu sat down, he became even more interested: "You're right, it's a pity about the Yang family..."

Su Yuncheng only chatted with him and didn't ask any questions.

After a while, Su Yuncheng suddenly asked, "Can you read?"

"I only know a few people; I'm not well-educated."

Fu Jiu was slightly taken aback, then immediately replied that he was just a common soldier in the army and indeed could not read.

"Learning to read will broaden your horizons. I'll have someone come and teach you later."

Su Yuncheng said softly that he could do it himself if he had time, and if he didn't, he could ask You Tiao or Chen Ming to come and teach him.

"Okay, thank you."

Fu Jiu did not refuse. Anyway, he was injured and had nowhere to go. If someone was willing to take him in, he would stay there.

It would be even better if they could learn to recognize characters now.

"Just say you need more money. Tea and storytelling are no problem, but gambling and opium are absolutely forbidden."

Su Yuncheng got up, gave his instructions, and left. Fu Jiu didn't have a smoking habit; he had been detained in the police station for so long that he could tell long ago.

"Don't worry, I won't touch any of these things."

Fu Jiu hurriedly replied that he really didn't touch these things. He used to be poor and didn't have the opportunity to do so even if he wanted to. Things got a little better after he followed Jiang Mushan, but he was used to being honest and wouldn't go gambling even if someone asked him to.

As for opium, he didn't even smoke cigarettes, let alone opium.

"Get some rest, I'm leaving now."

Fu Jiu was a little surprised to see Su Yuncheng leave. Su Yuncheng hadn't asked anything, and had really just chatted with him for a while before leaving.