Genius Agent

"Senior, you continue chatting with them, I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, Su Yuncheng stood up. Instantly, he sensed that Xiao Wei was fluctuating in emotions, a little panicked, and was leaving quickly.

He understands Japanese.

Upon reaching the door, Xiao Wei had already walked away. Su Yuncheng glanced at his retreating figure before heading to the restroom.

Su Yuncheng was 50% certain that Xiao Wei was a Japanese spy.

Japanese spies are truly ubiquitous; they even planted people in hotels in the French Concession to eavesdrop on conversations and gather intelligence about the French.

A 50% certainty was Su Yuncheng's objective estimate.

The Kuomintang's intelligence service also had many elite members, who also needed intelligence from the French.

However, relatively speaking, the Japanese have a greater need. If he weren't being conservative, Su Yuncheng could be about 80% sure that Xiao Wei was Japanese.

Since he is Japanese, his identity is fake.

He could understand Japanese, Chinese, and French, making him an elite among spies.

Tomoo Muto continued chatting with the two of them, and the conversation went quite well.

They only drank some red wine at noon, and Su Yuncheng went to pay the bill.

Four people, a bottle of wine, some steak and snacks, and Su Yuncheng charged them twelve silver dollars.

The Lowell Hotel is incredibly expensive; ordinary people simply can't afford to eat there.

"Yuncheng, Mr. Dilang is good. Let's work together to help them up first."

Back at the hotel, Muto Tomohiro immediately told Su Yuncheng that he had subtly mentioned something today, hoping that Dylan would take better care of the Japanese in the future.

Durang agreed.

However, Su Yuncheng understood that Dylan had not grasped Muto Tomohiro's implication at all; Dylan would take care of anyone who obeyed the law.

Treating everyone equally is a good thing.

"Yes, I will take it seriously."

Su Yuncheng smiled and nodded, but Muto Tomohiro suddenly said, "This car is nice. Ask the rental shop how much it costs, and we'll buy it."

The cars at car rental companies are all second-hand, so the prices are correspondingly cheaper.

Su Yuncheng had submitted a report before, requesting that the newspaper purchase a car, but the newspaper was too small to need one.

The newspaper doesn't need it, but Su Yuncheng can.

When Muto Tomohiro is not in Shanghai, Su Yuncheng is still needed to maintain the relationship between Dylan and Dubois, so this money cannot be wasted.

The two directors from the French Concession wielded considerable influence.

"Okay, I'll go ask about it later."

Su Yuncheng nodded. A used car would work too; having a car would definitely make things much more convenient.

Moreover, Huang Chuanming is about to learn to drive. With a car, he can get started more quickly, including learning car repair skills.

Su Yuncheng bought the car back in the afternoon. Even though it was a used car, the price was still not cheap.

This Ford, which cost about three thousand dollars a year, is now about 70% new, but we charged them two thousand dollars.

In terms of price alone, it's definitely not cheap.

In addition to the fare, Tomoo Muto gave him an extra 16,000 yen.

This was the money he was to exchange for francs to help Durand and Dubois operate.

Duran has over 10,000 points, while Dubois has over 5,000 points.

Dubois is a senior executive and took over the position naturally, so the cost was less. If he hadn't been promoted to director, the cost would have been even lower.

Money makes things easier, so that evening Su Yuncheng and Du Bowa delivered the money to the consul.

Dylan wouldn't get involved in sending money to anyone; if he had to send money, he'd rather not go to the police station.

The happiest person was Dubois, whose promotion to director and head of the education committee was an unexpected bonus.

He knew Dylan's personality very well. If Su Yuncheng hadn't mediated and successfully persuaded Dylan, Dylan would never have gone to the police station.

In that case, he would have to remain a deputy on the education committee.

Promoting him to a higher rank is no problem, but going directly to the police force is simply impossible. Dubois understands this, and he's already doing well to get to where he is now.

In terms of power, the second-in-command is no match for the first-in-command.

Besides, he wasn't made to spend money this time, and he can use his position to earn even more money in the future.

It couldn't be more perfect.

That night, Su Yuncheng fell asleep again.

"Will you tell or not?"

He appeared in a dimly lit cell where several men in plainclothes were torturing a middle-aged man.

The man was covered in wounds, his hands were covered in blood, but his eyes always looked down on the person in front of him.

The cruel torture never made him speak.

"No one who's entered our 76th Division has ever kept quiet. I'd like to see how long you can hold out."

A man sat at the interrogation table, and Su Yuncheng immediately looked at him.

This person has a fierce look in his face.

"Tell us the truth, and you'll get money and beautiful women. All we need to know is your upline and downline; you don't need to say anything else."

The executioner asked again, but the person being tortured remained unmoved.

This sharp, utterly disdainful gaze deeply shocked Su Yuncheng.

"I know you Red Party members are tough, but no matter how tough you are, I'll melt you down today."

After saying that, the executioner picked up the red-hot branding iron and pressed it against the chest of the bound man.

The intense pain finally made him scream, but his eyes remained open, and his gaze remained unchanged.

Su Yuncheng stood there silently, neither speaking nor moving.

The people here can't see him, and he can't sense their emotions.

However, the cruel scene before him filled Su Yuncheng with a strong sense of oppression. He didn't want to stay here, but when he tried to move, he found that he couldn't.

They couldn't even close their eyes and refused to look at anything in front of them.

This was also a torment for him.

This dream was longer than any of the previous ones. He didn't know how much time had passed when the person being executed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes turned towards Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng immediately sensed his emotions.

It is a tragic, fearless, and complex emotion, carrying with it relief, regret, and resentment.

This was also the first time Su Yuncheng had felt someone else's emotions in his dream, and the person being executed seemed to see him.

"Long live the Red Party!"

He uttered a few unclear words, but Su Yuncheng clearly understood his meaning. As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and Su Yuncheng could no longer sense any emotion from him.

"Chief, he's dead."

Upon hearing these words, Su Yuncheng woke up from his dream. He sat up, panting heavily, covered in sweat, and the oppressive feeling in his heart remained.

Looking out the window, it was still dark?

This was the longest dream he had ever had, yet he woke up the earliest.

But he would rather wake up from this dream sooner.

After a while, Su Yuncheng calmed his breathing and began to think quickly.

As recorded in previous books, No. 76 was a secret service organization supported by the Japanese and composed of traitors. It disappeared after Japan's defeat in the war.

Since the scene in the dream took place in the interrogation room of Unit 76, the time must have been during the years when Unit 76 existed.

Who was the Communist Party member who was tortured and beaten to death?

He had no prior connection with this person, so why did he dream of him, and why was he able to find himself in the end?