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

Hearing the commotion, Chen He came out of the house and asked Chen Xia, "What was that person doing just now?"

"That uncle was holding a photo of Uncle Yu Zheng and asking about his whereabouts."

Chen He's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Did you tell me?"

"I told you, Uncle Yu Zheng is in the clinic. He even gave me two cents to buy candy," Chen Xia said, waving the money in her hand.

"Sweetie, stop playing and go back inside. Don't go out! You all need to go home quickly, there are bad people outside."

Chen He pulled Chen Xia into the house, grabbed a pair of scissors, locked the door from the outside, and quickly followed her.

The agent stood at the clinic entrance for a while, then saw Yu Zheng chatting with a female customer through the window. He glanced at the photo and confirmed that he was Zhou Haichao. Overjoyed, he didn't want to alert his target. He quickly walked a few steps with his head down, preparing to go back and report.

Suddenly, something hard pressed against my lower back.

Chen He whispered in his deep voice behind his ear, "Go into the alley. If you make any sudden movements, shoot immediately."

The agent froze, hastily raising his hands, his voice trembling: "Good sir, let's talk this out! I'm just doing my job, ordered to find someone, I mean no harm!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get going!" Chen He's other hand had already reached his waist and swiftly removed the Browning shirt from his waist.

The spy's courage completely gave way, and he could only follow the other party's force, staggering into the deserted narrow alley next to him.

The alley was piled with old wooden boxes, the corners of the walls were covered with moss, and the sunlight was blocked by the high walls on both sides.

He had only taken two steps when Chen He suddenly reached out his left hand and covered his mouth.

With a flash of cold light, the scissors in his right hand precisely pierced the agent's carotid artery in his neck.

With a "hiss," warm blood splattered onto Chen He's sleeve.

The agent's body convulsed violently, his eyes widened, and before he could struggle, the second sword had already pierced his heart.

The agent lay limp on the bluestone slab, motionless.

Chen He crouched down and quickly rummaged through his pockets, finding the photo with Yu Zheng's image on it.

He grabbed a tattered sack and a broken branch from the side and haphazardly covered the body to hide the obvious bloodstains, then turned and strode into the clinic.

Chen He grabbed Yu Zheng, who was arranging medicinal herbs, and pulled him upstairs.

Yu Zheng was pulled so hard he stumbled, looking puzzled: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Upon reaching the second floor, Chen He slammed the photograph on the table, his voice urgent: "Do you recognize this photo?"

"This is...this is my graduation photo from when I first started working in Chongqing. How did it end up in your hands?"

Chen He whispered, "Just now, a No. 76 agent came to ask about you with a photo, but I killed him. There's been trouble in Chongqing; you've been exposed. Get out of here quickly."

Yu Zheng understood what was going on, and hurriedly packed his things, carrying his suitcase downstairs.

Chen Qing, who was giving a massage to a female customer in the inner room, heard the commotion and saw Yu Zheng and Chen He rushing out of the room looking anxious. She knew something must have happened.

He quickly stopped what he was doing and chased after her.

"What happened?" Chen Qing asked.

"Yu Zheng has been exposed. A 76 agent came to him with a photo of Yu Zheng. I killed that agent. His body is in a back alley and will be discovered in half an hour at most. It can't be hidden for long." Chen He quickly recounted the story.

Chen Qing frowned, looked at the photos Chen He handed him, and immediately made a decision: "Move quickly! Yu Zheng, go back to your residence and call Yu Manli. Take your things and go with Chen He."

He reached into his clothes, pulled out a wad of brand-new Chinese currency, and took the truck keys from his waist, stuffing them into Yu Zheng's hand. He then instructed Chen He, "Chen He, drive them to the pier and get them on a boat to Hong Kong immediately."

Just as Chen He was about to turn around to get the car, Chen Qing suddenly stopped him: "Wait, park the car in the back alley, put the body in the car, and dump it in the Huangpu River after you've delivered the body. Don't leave any traces; it'll buy you some more time."

"Okay!" Chen He hurriedly went to drive the car parked in front of the grocery store and parked the truck steadily at the entrance of the alley, with the body of the truck blocking the view of passers-by.

Yu Zheng took a deep breath, walked into the alley, helped up the corpse on the ground, put his arm on his shoulder, and pretended to help his drunken companion, moving him step by step out.

Chen Qing had already opened half of the carriage door, and the two of them worked together to stuff the spy's body deep into the carriage and cover it with a few tattered canvases.

With a loud clang, the carriage door was firmly locked.

Yu Zheng got into the car, Chen He stepped on the gas, and the truck slowly drove away along the bluestone road to pick up Yu Manli.

Chen Qing pretended to be nonchalant and went back to greet the clinic's customers. Ever since he cured Chen Xia's eyes, his reputation as a miracle doctor had spread throughout the entire Triangle Area, and people came in droves to seek medical treatment and medicine, but Chen Qing refused most of them because they were not qualified.

Too many people at the clinic is also a problem.

He was busy in the store, thinking about what went wrong and what to do.

There must be a mole in Chongqing who found Zhou Haichao's information, which is why No. 76 sent someone with a photo to find him.

Chen Qing paced back and forth, thinking that he should run away too.

However, if he escaped, as a low-level spy, he wouldn't have a good life even if he got to Chongqing, and all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Stay calm, you must stay calm, running away is not a good idea.

Even after nightfall and all the clinic's customers had left, he was still waiting for Chen He to return.

After all, many people have seen Yu Manli and Zhou Haichao, and if the people from No. 76 ask, this matter will definitely not be kept secret.

After all, Yu Manli and he were betrothed as children, which many people knew, and there was no way to explain it.

If the 76th Division or the Japanese were to torture me, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

They had to cut their losses quickly. Luckily, he had hidden most of his money and gold bars in a safe deposit box at HSBC. They might as well say that the siblings were swindlers who had run away with his money.

He got up and rushed out the door, asking, "Have you seen my brother-in-law?"

"I wasn't paying attention, what's wrong!"

"Oh no, something's happened!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chen Qing turned and ran home.

Xing'er was making dinner when Chen Qing asked, "Xing'er, is Yu Manli here?"

"Sister Manli, Yu Zheng came this afternoon and said he had something to do, so she and her brother left in a hurry."

"Oh no, these two siblings are scammers. They ran off with my money."

"Oh dear, husband, what should we do?" Xing'er was also anxious.

"Stay home and don't go out. See if they come back. I'll go look for them."

Chen Qing went around in circles and returned to Ping Anli Clinic.

Finally, Chen He drove back, parked the car in the usual spot, went to the clinic, and whispered to Chen Qing, "They've already boarded the ship. I put the bodies in sacks and threw them into the Huangpu River."

Chen Qing nodded and said to Yu Zheng, "Hurry back to the tailor shop and pretend nothing happened. I'll handle the rest. Drive the car away and hide it for a few days."

Chen He left in a hurry, and Chen Qing picked up the phone and dialed the French Concession Police Station: "This is Chen Qing from Pinganli Gynecology Clinic. Something bad has happened. Someone has run away with my money. Please come quickly."

After hanging up the phone, he left the clinic door slightly ajar, turned around and rummaged around inside for a while, deliberately pulling the drawer open halfway and scattering a few pieces of medicinal herbs on the table to create the impression that it had been hastily ransacked.

Just as they finished tidying up, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and Lin Sihai walked in with several police officers.

"Detective Lin, we've been waiting for you! I've been busy seeing patients all afternoon. Just now, when I was closing up and taking inventory, a customer told me that he saw my brother-in-law, Yu Zheng, hurriedly leaving with a large suitcase. I didn't think much of it at first, but when I checked, all my money was gone."

Lin Sihai raised an eyebrow, walked to the cabinet, glanced at the empty drawers, and turned to ask, "How much money was lost exactly?"

Chen Qing pounded his chest in despair: "A full seven or eight thousand yuan! And the ten gold bars they gave me after curing Minister Zhou's mother's hemiplegia were also stolen! Those gold bars were meant for the wedding at the end of the year, how am I supposed to live now!"

"Ten gold bars plus seven or eight thousand yuan? That's a considerable loss." Lin Sihai gasped, then turned to the police officer behind him and ordered, "Xiao Wang, quickly write down the details of the case, register them in detail, and open an investigation immediately!"

The police officer named Xiao Wang took out a pen and paper and sat down at the table to quickly take notes, while the other two police officers looked around the clinic, occasionally lifting boxes and opening cabinet doors, and going upstairs to search.

The news spread like wildfire, reaching the entire Ping An Li neighborhood in less than half an hour.

Upon hearing the news, neighbors flocked to the clinic entrance, peering inside with eager eyes and chattering amongst themselves.

Several middle-aged women crowded at the doorway, their faces showing a mixture of regret and gossip. One of them clicked her tongue and said, "Tsk tsk, I really didn't realize Yu Zheng and his sister were like that! They seemed so honest usually, but they're actually con artists!"

"Exactly! I saw her secretly rummaging through Dr. Chen's drawer a few days ago, and I knew something was wrong! She came to Ping'anli reluctantly, and she didn't give Dr. Chen a friendly look. She had no intention of settling down with him. Now look what's happened, she ran off with the money, what a mess!"

The landlady was also squeezed into the crowd, her tone sour: "Dr. Chen, I'm not trying to be mean, but when you're looking for a wife, you should at least find someone you know well! Look at me, I've lived in Ping'an Lane for over ten years, everyone in the neighborhood knows me! If I were partnered with you, I definitely wouldn't run away! So much money, gold bars, just given away to a swindler like that, it's such a waste!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Old Pan, standing beside her, couldn't help but tease her, a smile on his face: "Landlady, you're practically begging to be with Dr. Chen! How about this, don't wait until later, just consummate the marriage tonight, it'll bring Dr. Chen some good luck, and maybe we can even get our money back!"

"Old Pan, what nonsense are you spouting!" The landlady blushed and slapped him.

The neighbors immediately burst into laughter, which eased the previously somber atmosphere somewhat.

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