If you had to choose an identity to go undercover, you'd choose a gynecologist.

At 4:30, Chen Qing arrived at the private room of the coffee shop on time.

"Boss, what's up?" Chen Qing plopped down in Yu Manli's seat.

It turned out that the coffee had been taken away long ago. Wang Tianfeng handed him the menu, told him to order a cup, and then sit down and talk slowly.

Chen Qing ordered a half-sweet espresso. After the waiter brought the coffee and closed the door to the private room, Wang Tianfeng slowly spoke: "I'm going back to Chongqing in the next couple of days. There are some things I need to explain. By the way, what's the situation with Zhou Fuhai?"

"I've been there a few times, mainly to see the old lady and help her get better. I've noticed that the old lady and her wives all love playing mahjong. I plan to bring Yu Manli next time. If Yu Manli can get into the Zhou family's mahjong game, this line will be secure, and we can also get useful information from the wives' gossip."

"That's a good idea, very thoughtful," Wang Tianfeng praised, but then suddenly changed the subject, asking, "Do you and Yu Manli live together?"

This question made Chen Qing a little embarrassed, and he forced himself to say, "Yes...we live together."

They lived in the same courtyard, but Yu Manli was in a separate room, while he and Xing'er slept in the same bed.

This doesn't count as lying.

Wang Tianfeng revealed a mysterious smile: "You're lying. I've been to Ping'an Lane. I could tell at a glance that you and Xing'er are husband and wife, and you have absolutely no relationship with Yu Manli."

"What do you mean? Aren't we just a fake couple?" Chen Qing was a little annoyed. Not only was he not interested in Yu Manli, but Yu Manli wasn't interested in him either.

"Whether two people have had a relationship or not is easy for outsiders to see. This is a flaw. Ordinary people may not care, but in the eyes of professionals, this is a fatal loophole. At crucial moments, it could kill all of you." Wang Tianfeng stared at him seriously.

"We're not married yet, everyone in Ping'an Village knows that. I'm planning to hold the wedding at the end of the year," Chen Qing said helplessly.

Once the wedding took place, things changed, which was something he was extremely unwilling to do.

"You must get married as soon as possible, have a wedding and live together. It would be best if you could have a child. Think about it, if you bring her in and out of Zhou Fuhai's house, will Zhou Fuhai investigate her? Will the Special Higher Police investigate her? Even Wang Manchun from No. 76 will investigate her. Everyone will investigate her thoroughly. Any flaw will lead to your demise. If you become a real couple, you can dispel their suspicions."

"Alright, I got it." Chen Qing took a sip of coffee, the taste of which was a bit bitter, making him even more irritable. What the hell is this? Isn't this all your doing? You should have just given her to Mingtai instead of playing matchmaker and causing all this trouble.

Wang Tianfeng softened his tone and said, "You just need to obey unconditionally. I know you have a young wife. It's okay, the three of you can live together. I approve. Letting Yu Manli have a child is the safest option."

Chen Qing replied absentmindedly, "I understand. Is there anything else?"

Wang Tianfeng took a brown paper envelope from his briefcase and gently pushed it in front of Chen Qing.

"This is the assassination target. It's assigned to Yu Manli. Let her, Yu Zheng, Chen He, and Xiao Zhengguo carry it out. You don't need to participate."

Chen Qing frowned and asked, "Can I see it?"

He didn't need to ask; he could have taken it and looked at it anytime. But he insisted on asking one more question to show Wang Tianfeng his frankness.

"Okay, you can see for yourself." Wang Tianfeng nodded slightly.

Chen Qing opened the envelope. Inside was a photograph of a middle-aged man with a resolute face, wearing a long gown and sharp eyes.

He turned the photo over, and on the back was a line of neat handwriting written in pen: Member of the East China Bureau of the Red Party, Xu Yan, code name Viper, lives in Tongfu Lane, Triangle Area, French Concession, followed by a detailed address.

"Why kill the Red Party members?" Chen Qing asked, puzzled.

Wang Tianfeng picked up his coffee cup and took a sip, his tone cold and indifferent: "He's hindering my plans. He works at the Military Police Headquarters, studied in Japan, and was a classmate of Miura Saburo, the Commander-in-Chief of the Shanghai Military Police, at the Army Academy. He can even influence his decisions. If we cooperate with the Japanese to transport supplies, I'm afraid the Red Party will obstruct us. You don't need to worry about these things; just give the photos to Yu Manli."

Chen Qing thought of Wang Shen and Bai Jie, her feelings were somewhat complicated.

Chen Qing remained silent for a moment, his gaze lingering on the name and code on the photo for a few seconds before expressionlessly stuffing the photo back into the envelope and putting it in his pocket.

He stood up and said, "Alright, I understand. I'll give it to her when I get back."

After saying that, he turned and left the private room, went downstairs, and slowly walked back. To be honest, this was the most difficult period of the War of Resistance against Japan. It was very dishonest for Wang Tianfeng to shoot his ally in the back.

At the end of 1939, Okamura Yasuji was using the "cage policy" and the "three alls policy" to gradually shrink the Eighth Route Army's living space in the North China Plain.

The Southwest had just finished the Battle of Nanchang and the Battle of Changsha. Xue Yue had firmly strangled the Japanese army in the mountains of the Southwest, and neither side was able to advance any further. However, Chongqing was under tight blockade, and supplies were becoming increasingly scarce.

Europe had just occupied Poland, and hundreds of thousands of troops were stationed on the French border. In order to gain Japan's support, the French even proposed to transfer their concessions in China to Japan for administration.

At this point, Wang Tianfeng's actions against the Red Party were indeed too despicable. Should he inform the Red Party? After all, he was Bai Jie's comrade.

As Chen Qing walked along, the virus-like AI in his mind suddenly spoke up: "Dad, someone is following you."

Chen Qing paused, then asked, "Who's following me?"

"Yu Manli, that's your fake wife."

"You're pretty impressive; you even noticed someone was following you."

"No, I just saw the virus on her."

Chen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head and continued walking back.

Why does Yu Manli want to follow me?

Is she dissatisfied with me and wants to secretly kill me so she can go find Mingtai?

That crazy woman is capable of anything.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he suddenly realized that it wasn't Yu Manli who wanted to kill him, but Wang Tianfeng's order. He gave him the photo and asked him to pass it on to Yu Manli because Wang Tianfeng was testing him.

Cold sweat soaked his back. He realized that Wang Tianfeng suspected him of being a communist sympathizer, so he used Xu Yan to test him and see if he would inform the Communists.

Damn poisonous bees! That madman.

"None of those spies are normal; they're all fucking mentally unstable!"

Chen Qing cursed Wang Tianfeng a hundred times, then lowered his head and returned to Ping An Li.

Xing'er was at the clinic; no one else was there.

"Where did Yu Manli go?" Chen Qing asked.

"She went out around 2 p.m., and I don't know where she went," Xing'er said.

"Where's Yu Zheng?"

Xing'er pointed to the general store not far across the street: "He's chatting with Mr. Xiao, the owner of that general store."

Chen Qing turned his head and saw Yu Zheng, Xiao Zhengguo, and Chen He from the tailor shop smoking and joking together at the entrance of the general store.

He didn't bother with them and asked, "Are there any guests?"

Xing'er pointed to a pile of gifts in the corner: "A few people came to give you gifts. I don't know who they were. They just put the things down and left."

Chen Qing knew that these were all people trying to climb the social ladder through Zhou Fuhai's connections. In any case, he accepted all gifts but did not do any favors.

He sneered, "I know. Take all these gifts home, go to the Triangle Market and buy an old hen. Tonight, use that half ginseng to make chicken soup and give me a good boost."

Xing'er stuck out her tongue cutely at him: "I know, is it because I've been too hard on you these past few days? Are you feeling a little weak?"

Chen Qing blushed and retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not weak at all. Your man is very strong. You'll be in for a beating tonight."

"I want to have a child for you as soon as possible. New clothes are worse than old ones, but old friends are worse than new ones. Once you and Sister Manli get married, you'll start to neglect me." Xing'er stood up, preparing to go buy groceries to cook dinner.

"What nonsense are you thinking!" Chen Qing affectionately pinched her increasingly fuller body.

………………