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Inside the church's basement.

Ah Feng looked at the intelligence he had gathered and the message Zhang Tianhao had sent out, and his expression turned somewhat grim.

After all, this matter is quite difficult.

Sending these people away would be difficult enough in itself, let alone doing so secretly under the noses of the Japanese.

"Everyone's here, let's see if there's any good idea?"

“Brother Feng, the task that the young master assigned to us this time is difficult, but there is always a way. How about this, each group will be responsible for one person, and we will act together, either by going out or under some other pretext, to bring these people out and send them to the riverbank.”

"With this, and by arranging for someone to meet us along the riverbank, there shouldn't be any problems."

"That's true, but we both know how difficult it is. We must ensure that nothing goes wrong, because losing even one person means losing a valuable talent."

“I think so too. The biggest problem now is how many people we have here, how many people have we found? What is the list of the hundred-person group we know? That’s the most crucial thing.”

"Furthermore, if we find the list, we can take targeted action; if not, then we can only say that we are powerless to do anything, as there are no others besides a few specific targets."

"Here's what we'll do: we'll visit all the people on our confirmed list over the next three days, while keeping an eye on our safety. If they agree, we'll proceed; if they don't, we'll give up. It's not that I don't want to take him away, but since they don't agree, we can't just kidnap him."

"good."

"That's how it's going to be. We've already identified nine targets from several aspects, but three of them volunteered to join the exchange group, so those three have given up. There are six left, and groups one through six will each be responsible for one of them. Here's the list, one name for each of you in your six groups, and it will be announced soon."

"it is good!"

"By the way, some groups have external assistance, while others do not. As for what kind of external assistance, I won't go into details; you'll find out when you take action."

"it is good!"

……

Inside Zhang Tianhao's small courtyard room.

He was half asleep, and whether it was habit or just routine, he had already taken off his pajamas, which had been on before.

Meanwhile, Xiaolan, who was sleeping soundly, was probably so hot that she didn't even realize how long it had been, just like him.

It might have been an unconscious action or behavior, but the two people, who were already close, gradually became so close that neither of them even knew it.

In the middle of the night, a warm feeling enveloped him, making his position more comfortable.

He was probably really tired. Even though he slept very well on Monday night, he was still drowsy and slept very soundly on Tuesday night.

Zhang Tianhao didn't even notice when a dark figure was standing there before he went to sleep.

They didn't even notice the dark figure that had appeared in front of their bed.

"That's not right. If they really train regularly, how could their alertness be so poor? That shouldn't be the case."

The shadowy figure muttered something to himself before beginning to inspect Zhang Tianhao's home.

Perhaps because everything in the room was too simple, the dark figure searched the entire room in less than five minutes, even shining a flashlight under the bed.

I carefully checked the pockets of my clothes, the pillow, and even the area around the bed and the closet.

"No, besides the good citizen certificate, there's some money and a small amount of silver dollars. This kid, he can't possibly only have that little bit of money."

Looking at the money, he put it back, and then started searching the floor tiles and corners of the walls.

The result was the same; nothing was found.

As for the other rooms, he checked them all out, figuring that even a mouse would shed a few tears if it went there. Besides a table, there was a bed, a chair, and a small cabinet.

There was nothing else.

As for putting it in the kitchen, he had already checked it. There was nothing in the kitchen except for some grain and some food. Even after he checked carefully, it was the same.

"Strange, strange. Didn't they say he might be that kind of person? How come there's not a single clue?"

He searched the walls, the ground, and even the roof, gently shining a flashlight over them as well.

"Strange, really strange. Could it be that this kid spent all his money on food? That shouldn't be the case. Or maybe he went out with women over the weekend and spent all his money?"

He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't really understand it, so he didn't gain anything from it.

The shadowy figure searched almost all of their clothes and even their home, finding that apart from a small amount of money, they had very little savings; in fact, it could be said that the two were truly poor.

"Looking at all the clothes they're wearing and the distance between them, could they not be a couple? But wait, this guy's wife only died a month or so ago, and he's already found another woman."

"Do you want me to lend you a hand?"

The shadowy figure glanced at Zhang Tianhao and Sun Xiaolan and muttered something.

Then they saw the dark figure sprinkle some powder in mid-air before retreating.

The room already smelled nice, which helped Zhang Tianhao and Sun Xiaolan sleep very soundly. Now, with this whole drama unfolding, if Zhang Tianhao were still awake, he probably would have been completely worn out by now.

Then the situation described above occurred: the two of them took off their pajamas because they were hot and slowly leaned against each other.

The shadowy figure watched the two slowly approach each other, and a smile almost spread across its face.

"At least you did something good."

He left the room, then turned and rushed up the wall, disappearing into the courtyard.

Only Zhang Tianhao and Sun Xiaolan, who was holding him, remained in the room.

……

"Waaah—"

As dawn broke, Zhang Tianhao was still asleep when he heard a sob beside him, shattering the silence of the room.

Sun Xiaolan looked at the distance between herself and Zhang Tianhao, which had long since become a negative number, and felt completely numb.

Being a nurse, she quickly calmed down. After all, she had never experienced anything like this before. She also looked at Zhang Tianhao, who was still sleeping, and her face showed that she was about to cry.

"Damn bastard, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, insisting on sleeping in the same bed, this is terrible, this is terrible."

"Sister Zhou is right, no man is any good."

She muttered something to herself before her consciousness fully returned, and she could smell the fragrance in the space, a fragrance that was quite familiar.

"We were drugged with incense and other things."

She struggled to sit up and began to examine the bed. Just as dawn was breaking, she discovered that there was some powder on the bed that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Damn it, love potion."

No wonder she was familiar with it; she knew about this powder, and there were even people who specially prepared it.

Not only that, the fragrance in the room, though very faint, still carried the lingering scent of unconsciousness. (End of Chapter)