Genius Agent

"If not this time, we'll try again later."

Su Yuncheng stood up, and Shen Mozhou sighed inwardly, as expected, he received a rejection.

Back at the newspaper office, Su Yuncheng pondered that it seemed Boss Dai hadn't fully believed Shen Mozhou's message.

According to the book, Boss Dai is a very suspicious and selfish person.

It's normal not to believe.

Since he wants to see me, I'll go to Nanjing myself and tell him personally so he won't have similar thoughts again.

However, if Boss Dai wanted to calculate how he would die, Su Yuncheng could still do it for him, but unfortunately he would never tell him the truth, so as not to alert him.

People like him deserve to die.

We could use some subtle words so that he would understand what happened when he died.

These were very simple for Su Yuncheng.

"Kawaaki".

In the afternoon, Su Yuncheng called Huang Chuanming over. He told Huang Chuanming that if he went to Nanjing, he would first hand over the affairs of the newspaper to Huang Chuanming, including training, which Huang Chuanming would train on his own.

However, his trip to Nanjing this time will not be too long, at most one or two days, at most two or three days.

"Editor-in-chief, you wanted to see me?" Huang Chuanming arrived at Su Yuncheng's office.

"The camera matter can't be delayed. I'm going to Nanjing. You stay at the newspaper office."

Su Yuncheng said directly, and Huang Chuanming was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded: "Don't worry, editor-in-chief, I will definitely keep an eye on the newspaper."

Su Yuncheng went to Nanjing under the pretext of buying a camera. Since the camera was a valuable item, it was understandable that he went there in person.

"I believe in you. Don't stop training, and their training must continue."

The newspaper staff are undergoing rotational training to improve their physical fitness, and the results are quite good. At least they can all run now, unlike before when they would be out of breath after just a few steps.

Breaking the news requires physical strength; if you can't keep up, you'll fall behind.

"I will take good care of them."

Huang Chuanming agreed without much thought.

It's a bit late today, Su Yuncheng will set off early tomorrow morning. As for that Boss Dai, it's not too late to tell him when we get there.

So that we don't know in advance that he's going and can arrange for someone to pick him up at the train station.

He doesn't need anyone to pick him up now; the fewer people in the Secret Service who know about him, the better.

That evening, Su Yuncheng also told Mian Tiao and Chen Ming that he had things to do these few days and asked them to study on their own first.

The main focus should be on reviewing the characters we've learned, so we don't forget them.

The next morning, Huang Chuanming drove Su Yuncheng to the train station. The train journey to Nanjing was much faster and more convenient than the boat.

This was a business trip, and Su Yuncheng didn't try to save money for Mutō Tomohō; he bought a first-class seat directly.

In the Special Higher Police Division, Ken Kato watched his colleagues leave, while he himself walked out slowly with awkward gait.

"Kato, where are you going?"

I ran into a colleague from the action team at the door and asked Kato out of curiosity.

"I'm going out for a walk to help with my recovery."

Kato said calmly, and the team members, unsuspecting, looked at him with smiles: "Be careful, don't reopen your wound."

After saying that, he left with a playful smile on his face.

Kato Ken left the Special Higher Police with his head down.

His anger made his eyes turn red. The other party's mockery was all too obvious. What did he mean by "don't reopen the wound"?

He no longer has that thing. What would it look like if the wound were to burst open?

Is it the same as a woman's menstrual cycle?

Damn it, he deserves to die.

If I ever get the chance, I'll definitely kill him and make him understand the price of mocking me.

The team members were indeed mocking him; even within the same department, there was a hierarchy of contempt between different teams.

The intelligence team members have always considered themselves the most capable elites and looked down on people from other teams.

In their eyes, the members of the action team were nothing more than thugs, and cannon fodder at that, who could be replaced at any time if they died.

Now that the intelligence team has made a fool of themselves, how could they let go of such a good opportunity for revenge?

Their discussions are even more outrageous and undisguised at other times.

After leaving the Japanese quarter, Ken Kato changed immediately. He walked normally and looked no different from an ordinary person.

However, only he himself understands the pain in his body and mind.

Kenichi Kato went to a bookstore first and bought several magazines and books that taught women how to do makeup.

With the book in hand, he went to the safe house he had rented the day before, took out the things he had bought, and began to learn how to do his own makeup.

His technique was rough, and his makeup was mediocre.

Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that he was not a woman, but a man; the masculine features on his face were still quite obvious.

Kato Ken wasn't in a hurry; he learned and trained slowly.

After putting on his makeup, he carefully checked his surroundings. Finding no one else, he began to imitate speaking in a high-pitched voice.

Since his injury, he has felt that he is changing every day.

The most typical signs are that the beard doesn't grow much anymore, and the skin starts to gradually turn pale.

Secondly, there's the sound.

He had previously noticed that his high-pitched voice was starting to sound a bit like a woman's.

He never dared to make such a sound in the Special Higher Police, otherwise he would be subjected to endless ridicule.

He can only train on his own outside.

After his voice and appearance were completely changed, it would be hard for anyone to suspect him.

Ken Kato didn't stay outside for long and returned quickly.

However, once back in the Special Higher Police Division, all this training had to stop. He wasn't staying in a single room, but a double room, with a roommate.

My roommate has been busy lately, and since he was discharged from the hospital, he has hardly spoken to him.

He could sense his roommate's disdain and dislike for him.

Anyone else would probably not want to share a room with someone who is neither male nor female.

It's okay, we'll find a chance to move out later. He really doesn't want to stay in the dormitory right now.

At Nanjing Railway Station, Su Yuncheng, carrying a suitcase, stepped off the train.

The first-class carriage had soft seats, which were very comfortable. Su Yuncheng read books and newspapers along the way and didn't feel very tired.

"Go to Nanjing Hotel."

As soon as he exited the station, several rickshaw drivers came to greet him. Su Yuncheng pointed to one of them and got into his rickshaw.

The rickshaw pullers each had their own ulterior motives; this one was one of the better ones, at least he wasn't thinking of ripping him off.

Others saw him as easy prey.

It was already afternoon when Su Yuncheng arrived in Nanjing. After putting his luggage away at the hotel, he went outside and strolled around casually.

This place is not far from the Qinhuai River, and the street scene is very prosperous, but it can't compare to the future I saw in my dream at all.

The two are worlds apart, one in the heavens and the other on the earth.

The scenes in my dream are truly only fit for the heavens.

Su Yuncheng had visited Nanjing before with his grandfather, but he was too young to remember clearly. In his memory, Nanjing was not as good as Shanghai.

However, Nanjing is also a large city with a population of one million.

After wandering around for a while, Su Yuncheng found a nice restaurant to fill his stomach and then returned to the hotel to rest.

I'm going to buy a camera tomorrow, and then I'll go see that department head and explain the situation to him, so he won't keep bothering me in the future.

In the dream, Su Yuncheng appeared on the side of the street.

He immediately recognized the place as the one he had just visited that afternoon, but it was completely different from the street scene he had seen that afternoon. People were running around everywhere, and many houses were damaged, clearly indicating that it had been bombed.

There were many Japanese soldiers on the street, carrying guns and constantly searching.

Upon finding the hiding civilians, the cruel Japanese soldiers would stab them mercilessly with their bayonets, taking pleasure in the act.

Su Yuncheng was unable to move and could only watch helplessly as people were killed, including children.