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

Two hours later, Taozi nestled contentedly in Chen Qing's arms, gently nibbling his ear: "Since it's a secret agreement, the Nanjing government naturally has a copy as well. I've seen that contract. The people who signed it on behalf of Wang Tianhai were Gao Zongwu and Tao Xisheng."

Chen Qing's expression changed, and he secretly memorized the two names, saying softly, "Do you know why I approached you?"

"I knew from the beginning that a woman like me, who is of average appearance and from a poor family, would definitely have ulterior motives if a rich and handsome man suddenly approached me."

Chen Qing was secretly alarmed. This Miss Peach seemed to be smarter than he had imagined, disguising herself as the prey while he himself was the prey.

Chen Qing reached out and pressed his finger to her lips: "Peach, in my eyes, you are more beautiful and gentle than any Japanese woman."

Miss Peach smiled gently: "Although I know what you said might be false, I'm still very happy because I've already fallen in love with you."

"Why didn't you reject me?" Chen Qing finally voiced the question that had been on her mind.

Peach gazed at him tenderly, her tone pleading: "I've been lonely for too long. I need a man. I went to the Navy Club hoping for a romantic encounter. I probably couldn't refuse even an ordinary-looking man, but I haven't had one. I've lost confidence in my own charm."

Besides, you're so handsome, how could I refuse you? I can only go with the flow. Kato, I don't care who you are, and I don't crave to possess you. If you're willing, we can maintain this relationship indefinitely, okay?

Chen Qing thought of the women who had gone astray and the mothers who accompanied their children to study in later generations, and she understood. The principle was the same: being alone in a foreign land, one felt as lonely as snow.

"As you wish, may I soothe your lonely heart!" Chen Qing lowered his head and kissed her.

………………

When Chen Qing came out of Taozi's apartment, it was almost noon. He had arranged to meet Mingcheng at a coffee shop at nine o'clock in the morning, but he didn't know if Mingcheng was still there.

We drove all the way to the coffee shop and went into the agreed private room. Fortunately, Mingcheng hadn't left yet.

"Why are you only arriving now? We agreed on nine o'clock, and it's almost noon. What happened?" Mingcheng asked anxiously.

Chen Qing pulled up a chair opposite him and sat down, then beckoned to the waiter: "A latte and a medium-rare steak, please."

After the waiter turned and left, he whispered, "Don't even mention it, that Miss Peach saw through me."

"What?" Mingcheng sat bolt upright, his voice filled with disbelief. "You messed up too? How did she see through you? Was it a problem with your ID, or your accent?"

"Neither." Chen Qing shook his head. "She didn't dwell on my documents or accent. She knew from the beginning that my intentions weren't pure, but I still managed to persuade her with my powerful charm."

Mingcheng nodded: "I believe in your abilities. Continue?"

"The secret agreement from the embassy is fake. It was a bait deliberately laid out by the Japanese to lure in those who wanted to steal intelligence. The real secret agreement would have been sent back to Japan long ago."

Mingcheng's face was full of dejection: "Wouldn't that mean all our efforts were in vain?"

"It wasn't all for nothing. Since it was a secret agreement, it's impossible that only the Japanese side had a copy. Momoko said that the Wang Jingwei regime also had a copy, and it was signed on behalf of the Wang Jingwei regime by two people."

"Who?"

At that moment, the coffee and steak were served, and the two quickly shut up.

After the waiter left, Chen Qing took a sip of coffee and continued, "One is named Gao Zongwu, and the other is named Tao Xisheng."

Mingcheng's eyes lit up: "I know these two people. Gao Zongwu is the foreign minister of the Wang puppet regime. He studied in Japan in his early years and was very close to the Japanese. He was the one who facilitated many contacts between Wang and Japan. As for Tao Xisheng, he is the theoretical pillar of the Wang puppet regime and the propaganda minister. He is a skilled writer and specializes in writing articles to whitewash their traitorous acts. Both of them defected from Chongqing with Wang Tianhai. The secret agreement of the Wang puppet regime is most likely in their hands. Moreover, these two have not obtained real power in the new government. They only received two unimportant peripheral ministerial positions. They seem to be very dissatisfied with Wang Tianhai and have been sidelined by Zhou Fuhai. They are even only alternate members of the Central Committee. I will ask my elder brother when I get back and find a way to send someone to contact these two."

The steak was still steaming, but Chen Qing put down his knife and fork and tentatively asked, "I just remembered something. We're busy dismantling the Wang Jingwei regime and exposing their traitorous secret agreements, but Chongqing and Zhou Fuhai are still cooperating on transporting supplies. With both sides at odds, won't there be problems?"

Mingcheng scoffed, "These are two different things. Fighting is fighting, and transporting supplies is transporting supplies; they don't conflict at all. Right now, many high-ranking officials in the Wang Jingwei regime have taken a stake in this supply line, from finance and transportation to the police—everyone's getting a cut. Even on the Japanese side, some officers in key departments have received bonuses. Who's willing to spit out the fat that's already in their mouth?"

Chen Qing also realized that fighting the war was a national matter, while the money earned was a private matter.

When faced with tangible benefits, so-called stances and bottom lines become things that can be compromised.

He was too lazy to care about the matter anymore; someone else would take over. However, he couldn't let the connection with Miss Peach go. She was Eiichi Iwai's secretary and knew many secrets. A few words from her could be of great help to him.

He still had to attend the party that evening, after all, he needed to support Miss Peach.

Chen Qing looked at Ming Cheng and suddenly asked, "Are you going to the Japanese consulate's reception tonight?"

"I'll go with Yoko Minamida."

Chen Qing glanced at Ming Cheng, gave a casual "hmm," and thought to himself how to get revenge.

………………

The night was as dark as ink, but the lights of the Japanese consulate shone as brightly as day.

Holding the invitation, Chen Qing and Miss Peach entered the consulate hand in hand.

This time, he specially disguised himself, put on a small mustache, and modified his eyebrows and eyes, making him only about four or five parts similar to the original.

Miss Peach wore a black velvet evening gown with a flowing skirt, and the rhinestones at the neckline swayed gently with her steps, making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

Like rain after a long drought, the melancholy in her eyes faded, replaced by a moist glow, and her eyes and brows radiated a bright and captivating charm.

The venue was filled with high-ranking Japanese military and political officials, as well as officials from the Wang Jingwei regime, prominent figures in Shanghai's business community, and a large group of Japanese devils and traitors, all accompanied by their female companions, exchanging pleasantries while holding glasses of red wine, creating an atmosphere that was both superficial and extravagant.

Chen Qing caught a glimpse of Ming Cheng not far away, dressed in a white suit, holding Nan Tian Yangzi's arm in his. Nan Tian Yangzi wore a burgundy fishtail dress, her makeup was exquisite, and her smile was appropriate.

At this moment, the emcee's voice rang out, inviting Eiichi Iwai from the Japanese Consulate to the stage to give a speech.

Holding his speech notes, Eiichi Iwai rambled on and on about empty rhetoric about "friendship" and "co-prosperity" between Japan and China, a speech that was both lengthy and tedious.

Finally, amidst perfunctory applause, Eiichi Iwai finished his speech.

Suddenly, jazz music started playing, its rhythm both upbeat and suggestive, and the dance floor was quickly filled with men and women.

Chen Qing naturally extended his hand, and Taozi smiled as she took his palm. The two then stepped onto the dance floor together.

But his eyes stole glances at the distance, where Mingcheng was dancing gracefully with Nantian Yangzi in his arms. Mingcheng's movements were gentlemanly but also a little unnatural.

After the dance ended, Peach was slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed. "I'm going to the restroom to touch up my makeup. Wait for me a moment."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Chen Qing quickly looked around and saw that everyone was either engrossed in conversation or staring at the dance floor, and no one was paying attention to him. He then took out a small paper packet from the inside pocket of his suit and put it in his sleeve.

It was the aphrodisiac he had prepared in advance.

He pretended to hold a glass of red wine, using his body to conceal himself, and poured the aphrodisiac from his sleeve into both glasses of red wine.

He then picked up two wine glasses, swirled them to wait for the aphrodisiac to dissolve, and walked towards Mingcheng and Nantian Yangzi.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Section Chief Nantian Yangzi." Chen Qing stopped in front of the two and bowed slightly. "I am Kato Hide, the vice president of Kato Trading Company, which deals in textiles. I have long heard of Section Chief's name."

Yoko Minami raised an eyebrow and sized him up, but still extended her hand: "Mr. Kato, you're too kind. Judging from your accent, you're a businessman from Osaka?"

"Indeed." Chen Qing replied with a smile, handing one glass of red wine to Nantian Yangzi and the other to Mingcheng. "This must be Mr. Mingcheng, right? I've heard so much about you."

Mingcheng accepted the wine glass, nodded, and said, "Nice to meet you!"

Chen Qing turned around and picked up another glass of red wine: "I heard that your elder brother Ming Lou is a senior advisor to the Ministry of Finance. We businessmen will inevitably have to deal with you in the future, so please take care of Section Chief Nantian and Mr. Ming."

Yoko Minami smiled, raised her glass in response, and said, "Mr. Kato, you're too kind. We're just helping each other out."

Mingcheng also raised his glass, and the three of them lightly touched the rims of their glasses. Chen Qing watched as the two of them tilted their heads back and drank their wine in one gulp.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Miss Peach returned, and Chen Qing quickly made an excuse to leave.

As the music started, the two stepped onto the dance floor again. After spinning around twice, Chen Qing's gaze fell on Ming Cheng and Nan Tian Yangzi, who had also returned to the dance floor and were now dancing tightly together.

Nantian Yangzi's cheeks flushed an unnatural red, and her breathing seemed a little rapid. She wrapped her arms tightly around Mingcheng's neck. Mingcheng's face also turned red, and his eyes became somewhat dazed. He tightened his grip on Nantian Yangzi's waist, almost pressing her whole body against his.

Before the song had even ended, Nantian Yangzi suddenly grabbed Mingcheng's hand and, ignoring the stares of those around them, hurried toward the side entrance of the consulate.

Chen Qing watched the two figures hurrying away, a smug smile playing on his lips.

An eye for an eye, you two can enjoy yourselves tonight!