Courtyard House: Reborn in the 1940s, Starting with Killing Japanese Devils

Zhao Heng chose this location ultimately because HSBC had the backing of the United States, so even if the Japanese army wanted to search it, they had to consider the face of the United States.

Moreover, no one has ever seen his real face.

He took a deep breath and walked into the magnificent bank lobby, his gaze slowly moving among the murals.

Upon reaching the service area, a calm smile spread across his face. He reached into his briefcase and casually pulled out ten gold bars.

Looking at the teller, he blurted out in fluent English, "Hello, I'm Jack Chen, and I'd like to exchange these ten gold bars for US dollars."

Upon hearing this, the teller was slightly taken aback by his fluent English, but quickly responded with a professional smile and politeness:

"Okay, Mr. Jack Chen, please wait a moment, I will process your exchange right away."

Zhao Heng nodded slightly, placed his hands on the counter with his hands folded, a hint of tension flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He waited quietly, his gaze casually sweeping over the customers coming and going in the lobby, while he pondered his next move.

A moment later, the teller came over with the receipt and the exchanged US dollars, handing them to Zhao Heng: "Sir, your transaction has been completed. Please verify."

Zhao Heng took the dollar bill, examined it carefully, and smiled faintly. After putting the dollar away, he thanked them in English with a smile, "Thank you, your service is very attentive."

After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly out of the HSBC bank gate with composed steps.

These ten gold bars eventually earned him $15,000.

As he stepped out of the bank, the sunlight shone on his face, and Zhao Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of a black sedan with an unfamiliar license plate approaching from the street corner. In just one glance, his expression turned to surprise—the person in the driver's seat was none other than Chen Shen.

Zhao Heng remained calm and continued walking forward, pretending not to see anything.

He already knew in his heart that there was an undercover agent codenamed "Sparrow" hiding in the Shanghai No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters.

The two passed each other without stopping.

That night, Zhao Heng did not return to his original residence, knowing that danger lurked there.

For safety, he went straight into the abandoned Wang Mansion.

This was once the residence of Wang Manchun, the head of the intelligence department of the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters. Unfortunately, she and her uncle Wang Fuqu both died at the hands of the Ming family.

Now that the place is deserted, it has become an excellent hiding place.

The Japanese would never have imagined that he would dare to hide in Wang's mansion; this is a classic case of the darkest place being under the lamp.

Zhao Heng gently pushed open the dilapidated door, and a cloud of dust rushed towards him.

He looked around, and the mottled marks on the walls seemed to tell the story of the place's former prosperity.

The night grew darker, a chill enveloped the body, and suddenly lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the window, followed by a light drizzle that seemed to be washing away the souls of those who died unjustly.

Zhao Heng took out a bag of flour from the system space and swallowed it without hesitation.

Meanwhile, in a foreign firm at the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station, on the second floor, Station Chief Wang Shi'an, wearing glasses and looking anxious, was clearly waiting for news.

Deputy Station Master Gu Shenyan remained calm and composed, sipping his chrysanthemum tea slowly and deliberately.

Not long after, Lin Nansheng, the leader of the action team, pushed open the door and reported to the leader in a low voice: "Station chief, the Japanese army is like a madman, searching the whole city."

"Lin Nansheng, was the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters attacked?" Wang Shi'an asked urgently, his expression grave.

The deafening roar of cannons had already spread throughout Shanghai, and even the French Concession could hear it clearly.

Lin Nansheng nodded and replied in a heavy tone, "Reporting to the station chief, the military police headquarters was indeed attacked, but our people cannot get close to the scene at all."

Wang Shi'an frowned, pondered for a moment, then turned to Gu Shenyan and asked, "Old Gu, who do you think did this? Could it be the work of Chongqing?"

Gu Shenyan gently put down his teacup and pondered, "I think it's unlikely to be the Chongqing side; this is more like an operation by the Communist Party. Their recent frequent activities are aimed at disrupting the Japanese puppet regime."

He paused, then deliberately added, "Stationmaster, could it be Tao Dachun from the Hurricane Team? Or perhaps, Viper?"

Gu Shenyan harbored a plan to muddy the waters, hoping to prevent Wang Shi'an's suspicions from falling on him.

Wang Shi'an shook his head slightly, his eyes full of doubt: "Although Tao Dachun's Hurricane Team is known for its bravery in combat, the scale and methods of this operation are quite different from his usual style."

As for Viper, this man is always elusive and unpredictable; moreover, he never obeys the orders of our Shanghai Naval Intelligence Station.

Lin Nansheng stood aside, listening quietly to their conversation, silently analyzing the situation in his mind. He didn't interrupt, but waited silently for Wang Shi'an's next instructions.

After pondering for a long time, Wang Shi'an said, "Regardless of who is behind this, this operation has served as a wake-up call for us."

The situation in Shanghai is becoming increasingly complex, and we must be more cautious in our actions.

Lin Nansheng, continue sending people to gather information and find out who is behind this operation.

"Yes, stationmaster." Lin Nansheng nodded in acceptance and turned to leave the room.

Wang Shi'an then looked at Gu Shenyan, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Old Gu, what do you think we should do next?"

The Japanese army is conducting a city-wide manhunt, and our room for maneuver is shrinking. Meanwhile, our superiors are ordering us to implement the Fengye Plan and eliminate the traitor Chen.

Gu Shenyan smiled slightly, a hint of wisdom flashing in his eyes: "Station Chief, the more critical the moment, the more we must remain calm."

We can use this opportunity to muddy the waters even further, making it difficult for the Japanese to figure out our true strength, and only then can we find a turning point.

Upon hearing this, a sharp, cold glint flashed in Wang Shi'an's eyes, and he tentatively asked, "You mean...?"

Gu Shenyan nodded slightly, lowered his voice, and explained his entire plan in detail.

Upon hearing Gu Shenyan's plan, Wang Shi'an couldn't help but smile with admiration.

All factions harbored their own ulterior motives and secretly plotted against each other, while only the underground party remained inactive, silently observing the development of the situation.

In Pudong, on the outskirts of Shanghai, there is a deserted village.

Hurricane Team Captain Tao Dachun, wearing radio headphones, gripped a pen tightly in his right hand and was rapidly jotting down a string of numbers from a telegram.

Four numbers, grouped together, leaped from his pen in succession; this was a code concerning life and death, concealing unknown dangers.

Outside the window, a light drizzle continued without stopping.

Beep beep beep~ Tick-tock!

The radio kept ringing, and Tao Dachun frowned, his fingers flying across the screen, deciphering the message in an instant.

Tao Dachun led the Hurricane Squad in a feigned attack on the Wang Jingwei regime's Loyal and Patriotic Army. Wang Shi'an of the Shanghai Naval Intelligence Bureau was also involved.

Tao Dachun was immediately filled with unease. Early in the morning, he heard bursts of artillery fire coming from the Shanghai city area. Judging from the direction of the sound, it was the location of the Japanese military police headquarters.

The Japanese military police headquarters was attacked, and the situation quickly became tense, with conflict imminent.