You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 181 Subcontracting
Not long after Mao Shu left, all the radio stations in the telecommunications room where Liu Mingyan was located began to beep. Liu Mingyan had just taken a sip of tea to wake herself up, but the situation in the telecommunications room startled her so much that she spat out a mouthful of tea.

Following suit came the colleagues in the telecommunications room who were on duty outside, and they all became busy.

Liu Mingyan took a look outside, quickly woke up his colleague who was sleeping on the table, and began to record the telegrams one by one.

After more than ten minutes, Liu Mingyan rubbed his sore wrist and looked at the telegram carefully, and was stunned.

Because she was able to translate the telegram, it did not come from anywhere else, but from the Kuomintang’s base in the Central China War Zone.

"It's over!"

Liu Mingyan looked at the telegram in disbelief. The entire telecommunications room quickly became chaotic, and all the staff on duty ran over.

"Team leader, what should we do now?"

Liu Mingyan took a deep breath, quickly collected all the telegrams, and then ordered:

"You guys continue to guard, I will go find Director Shen immediately!"

That night, both the top military officials and the Japanese royal family were in an uproar.

The death of Asamiya Naruhiko brought complete disgrace to the Japanese royal family.

After receiving the telegram from Watanabe Kyoko, Matsui Iwane launched a lightning attack on the Nationalist troops stationed in the Central China War Zone.

The 300-mile buffer zone was occupied again by the Japanese army in just one night.

Afterwards, the Special Higher Police announced that Asamiya Naruhiko had died at the hands of the Military Control Commission, which shocked the entire Dragon Country.

Mountain city, Shenxian Cave Dai Mansion.

Boss Dai looked at the telegram sent by Mao Shu, his face as red as charcoal, and he stared at Mao Shu with extremely sinister eyes.

Calls were coming in and out of Dai's mansion one after another, and the attendant's office even called directly to ask why the Military Control Commission didn't inform the attendant's office in advance about such a big thing when they wanted to assassinate Asamiya Naruhiko.

The bigwigs in the military department criticized the Military Control Commission's actions this time.

The Japanese army occupied a territory of 300 miles in one night under the banner of revenge for Asamiya Naruhiko, which reversed the situation in the Central China Theater, which was originally developing in a favorable direction.

After the Japanese army reoccupied the territory that had been pushed back in the Central China Theater, they dispatched bombers overnight to carry out indiscriminate bombing of the mountain city.

It can be said that the death of Asamiya Naruhiko changed the entire situation of the war overnight.

As Boss Dai listened to the call from the principal, he was sweating profusely and could only nod his head in response.

"Principal, our Military Control Commission did not take any action at all. I will send you the conductor's telegram immediately. You will understand after reading it."

"Yes, I understand. With such a big incident, our military command has no choice but to take responsibility."

The ten-minute call felt like a century to Boss Dai.

After hanging up the phone, Boss Dai grabbed the teacup on the desk and threw it at Mao Shu.

Mao Shu was unable to dodge and was hit on the forehead by the teacup, with blood gushing out.

"This is Lao Dan's telegram. Please read it carefully, you rubbish, rubbish!"

Mao Shu didn't care about the injury on his forehead and quickly squatted down to pick up the telegram thrown to him by Boss Dai.

After seeing the information sent by Lao Dan, Mao Shu no longer felt the pain in his forehead, but only felt a buzzing in his head.

I have to say that Lao Dan's telegram arrived very timely.

If he had sent the telegram here as soon as possible, the national army in the Central China Theater would have had enough time to prepare to deal with the Japanese army's breach of contract and attack.

But unfortunately, Mao Shu was too careless at that time and wanted to try to decipher the telegram, which resulted in wasting the most precious golden half hour.

Lao Dan's telegram was concise and to the point. It stated that Japanese royal family member Amidaka Naruhiko had been poisoned, and the Japanese army might use this as an excuse to tear up the contract and launch a night attack on the national army stationed in the Central China theater.

Lao Dan's words came true, and Mao Shu was so panicked that his whole body was shaking.

As for the telegram sent by the conductor, the general meaning was that Asamiya Naruhiko was poisoned, and it was suspected that it was done by Japanese scientist Ando Takao.

After giving the general idea, the conductor stated that she had escaped and tried to contact the Magic City Station, hoping to evacuate the Magic City as soon as possible.

Half an hour later, at the Military Control Commission headquarters, Boss Dai returned from Xishan Apartment and directly called everyone to the largest conference room on the third floor.

Everyone present at the Military Control Commission had an extremely grim look on their face.

After entering the room, Boss Dai sat at the first seat, looked around at everyone with a sullen face, and said in a cold voice:

"The Special High Police Department of the Demon City pushed the great credit of assassinating Asamiya Naruhiko to our Military Intelligence Bureau. We could have taken the credit, but because of some people, this credit almost killed our Military Intelligence Bureau!"

"Now, we have offended the military and the secretariat, and this credit has become a hot potato. Old Five, what did you do tonight? If you can do it, do it. If you can't, let someone more capable take over."

"I can't even find anyone here at Xiao Liu's place!"

Ye Bie'an, director of the Telecommunications Department, lowered his head and sighed with shame.

Who knew something like this would happen tonight.

Asamiya Naruhiko was poisoned to death in the apartment area of ​​the Special Higher Police. Ye Bie'an still finds it hard to believe that this happened.

"Old Third, you seem to be quite relaxed in the Third Office. Tell me, why can't you contact any of the people in charge? Do you expect Xiao Liu to handle these matters alone?"

Liu Mingyan, who was sitting behind Ye Bie'an, now had a red face and lowered her head. The hair on her forehead was still stuck to her skin because of sweat.

This night, Liu Mingyan was really exhausted.

Shen Xing smiled bitterly and looked at Boss Dai:

"Commander, Asamiya Naruhiko's death was too sudden. The conductor sent a telegram saying that Asamiya Naruhiko was suspected to have been poisoned by Ando Takao. Who would have thought that Ando Takao, who was invited to the Magic City by Asamiya Naruhiko, would actually poison him."

Shen Xing's words made everyone present nod slightly in agreement.

It's a good thing that this guy died, but the series of chain events triggered by Asamiya Naruhiko's death made all departments of the party and the country in a state of panic.

Boss Dai slapped the conference table, interrupting Shen Xing's words, and looked at everyone seriously and said in a deep voice:

"It's useless to say more now. The principal has issued a death order. We must fight tooth for tooth and blood for blood. The first, second, third, and fourth hurricane teams of the Magic City Anti-Espionage Team will start a frequent assassination phase, targeting agents and senior officers of the Magic City Special High Section, Unit 76, and the Military Police Headquarters."

"You are responsible for this matter, Third Brother!"

"At the same time, wake up the Nightingale Team to assassinate and sabotage Japanese officers and Japanese transport railways."

"Old Five, you are in charge of the Nightingale Team. Remember, I want results. This time, whether the Military Control Commission can get through this hurdle depends on how well they complete their mission."

"The Eternal Night Team will also enter the Magic City on a certain day, approach various major traitors, and provide them with all the intelligence. The Magic City Station will be responsible for eradicating these traitors."

At this point, Boss Dai's eyes fell on Mao Shu, whose head was wrapped in gauze and whose face was pale and miserable:

"You are in charge of the Eternal Night Team, Mao Shu. If you cannot redeem yourself from your crime this time, you should go and explain to the principal yourself!"

Mao Shu quickly responded:

"Don't worry, I will complete the task as soon as possible."

Boss Dai snorted coldly when he heard this. The current passive situation of the Military Control Commission was caused by Mao Shu who missed the opportunity to fight.

But Mao Shu's wife is a good person. If it weren't for Mao Shu's wife, Boss Dai would really target him this time.

"The mission over at Dawn remains unchanged. I will personally command it. After the meeting, get started immediately. If there is no good news tomorrow, whoever is in charge of the mission will be held responsible. Don't blame me for not warning you!"

In the Magic City, at the police station, what happened today has made the entire police station busy.

He Shen, the squad leader of the police station who was searching for Junko Aoki all night, saw a flower pot on the windowsill of a house while searching in the alley. He was moved. His mother's home had actually woken him up!

At the same time, inside the Paramount where singing and dancing were going on, An Xiaomeng, the Paramount's top dancer, was taking out money given as tips by customers from her collar. She was stunned for a moment when she looked at a banknote in her hand.

Zhou Jiancheng, the team leader who was on night shift on the railway line, patrolled as usual and then returned to the lounge, sitting blankly in his chair, thinking about the wake-up signal he saw during patrol.

No. 76 also participated in the search for Junko Aoki. As Ding Moqun's secretary, Fang Hui had been assigned to Nanjing for a long time, and the secretarial work was taken over by another person.

And now, Fang Hui, who has returned to the Magic City, never expected that his mother's family would wake him up just a few days after he came back.

That’s right, these people are all members of the Nightingale Group. All of them are code-named Nightingale. There is no team leader, and everyone fights on their own.

Therefore, the awakening procedure like today's made these people feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Because after being awakened, they will have to accept unified leadership and command, which will definitely greatly increase the degree of danger for them.

During the previous period of silence, all kinds of intelligence they obtained would be summarized to the Magic City Station on specific days.

Now, that kind of life is gone forever.

Wusong Road, inside the Special High Section interrogation room.

Anko Watanabe looked at the interrogation records of all the residents in the apartment complex, and kept comparing them with the records on her left hand side.

The transcript that was taken out and placed on the left hand side was naturally Zhao Xuan's.

After all, the apartment where Zhao Xuan lives is the closest to Ando Kaohsiung.

After several comparisons, Watanabe Anko discovered that there were some unclear statements in the transcripts of many residents, but Zhao Xuan's transcript was so perfect that there was not a single flaw to be found.

That requires both witnesses and physical evidence, all of which can prove irrefutably that Zhao Xuan had been in the apartment before and after Asamiya Naruhiko was poisoned and had never left.

Such a perfect transcript made Watanabe Anko frown again and again.

The most important witness here is Keiko Aizawa. Even she herself can testify for Zhao Xuan if you look into it more deeply.

After all, she ran into Keiko Aizawa talking to Zhao Xuan on the phone when she went downstairs.

Keiko Aizawa, who was observing Watanabe Kyoko's expression, couldn't help but ask:
"Mother, you won't doubt Xuan, right?"

Watanabe Kyoko smiled and shook her head when she heard this, and just said in praise:

"It's not that I doubt it, I just think Xuan is worthy of being the head of the No. 76 Intelligence Section."

“This record is done perfectly.”

"If it were someone else, I would have doubted whether he did it on purpose."

"After all, there are more or less inexplicable things in other people's transcripts, but there is not a single doubtful point in Xuan's transcript alone. In other words, it perfectly proves that he is not the murderer."

Aizawa Keiko frowned slightly:
"This is the truth, mother. After all, Xuan is in this line of work. He clearly states the facts and recalls the situation at the time to supplement it. This is just basic skills. I can do it too."

Watanabe Kyoko shook her head:

"That's not what I meant. Forget it. Xuan has a perfect alibi, and the technical department can't do without Xuan either. Let's just let Xuan go first. We've been going on for so long, and everyone should be tired by now."

Aizawa Keiko finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"I understand mother."

Watching Keiko Aizawa leave, Anko Watanabe's face darkened and she picked up Zhao Xuan's transcript again to look through it.

After one night of turmoil, the atmosphere in the entire Magic City became tense.

As for Zhao Xuan, he acted as if nothing had happened and arrived at the Special High Section Technical Department laboratory early the next day.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Zhao Xuan heard a burst of sobbing. He looked around and found Yua Murakami huddled in the corner sobbing. Zhao Xuan walked over slowly:
"Ms. Yuya, what's wrong with you?"

Murakami Yua quickly wiped away her tears, stood up, turned around and faced Zhao Xuan, and said with a sad face:

"Yesterday I was joking with Uncle Asamiya, but I didn't expect that he would be poisoned by that bastard Ando Takao."

"Mr. Zhao, we have been working together for more than ten days. Why didn't you find out about Ando Takao's problem? Mr. Zhao, aren't you the head of the Intelligence Department? Why didn't you find out?"

After saying that, Murakami Yuya lowered her head. Zhao Xuan sighed, raised his hand and patted Yuya on the shoulder:

"I am sorry for your loss."

"Ms. Youya, the dead cannot be resurrected. We who are alive must continue to move forward."

After calming down for a while, Yua Murakami saw that Zhao Xuan had already devoted himself to the template testing work. Then he gritted his teeth and walked forward, bowed deeply to Zhao Xuan and said:
"I'm sorry, Zhao Sang. I shouldn't have blamed you just now. Besides, who would have thought that Ando Takao, as a Japanese, would dare to do such a thing."

Zhao Xuan stopped what he was doing and looked back at Yua Murakami who had already stood up:
"Don't say that. After all, when a person is depressed, he often can't control himself."

"Ms. Yua, would you like to take a break for a while?"

Murakami Yua shook his head:

"No need, Zhao Sang. The legal currency template is a task assigned by Uncle Chao Gong before his death. I will assist Zhao Sang and complete Uncle Chao Gong's last wish as soon as possible."

A geek is a geek. Murakami Yua's emotions come and go quickly, and she soon immersed herself in her work.

After all the tests were completed, Murakami Yua frowned, looked at Zhao Xuan with regret and said:

"Zhao Sang, it seems like I failed."

Zhao Xuan nodded slightly, glanced at the discarded materials and said:

"Although I failed, I have thought of a solution. Have you dealt with all the materials that were used before, Yuya?"

Yuya shook his head quickly:

"No, they are all here. I'll get them for you. But Zhao Sang, those are all waste materials. What are you going to do with them?"

"I was planning to get rid of it today."

Zhao Xuan had an immature idea in his mind. Before, there was always that guy named Ando Takao in the laboratory, so Zhao Xuan had to shelve this tempting idea. But now, it seems that he can give it a try.

"Those discarded materials are all failed products at certain stages. It's difficult to do too detailed testing on this entire template, but if we use failed products at different stages for testing, we may be able to find the crux of the problem."

After Murakami Yua found all the materials, Zhao Xuan started a new round of testing.

Murakami Yua saw that she couldn't help, but she still watched carefully from the side and assisted Zhao Xuan.

But soon, a phone call came in. After answering the call, Yua Murakami looked at Zhao Xuan apologetically:

"Zhao Sang, a batch of new machines have arrived. I have to go take a look. Can you handle this alone? If not, I will arrange a new assistant for you!"

Just now, Murakami Yua had been staring at him, so Zhao Xuan really didn't dare to do anything. Now that he had such a good opportunity, Zhao Xuan would naturally not let it go:
"Don't worry, it's just a test, no assistant is needed, Yuya, go do your thing first."

After Murakami Yua left, Zhao Xuan immediately asked Edith to retrieve the scanning data of the Japanese yen.

Since it is possible to make banknote templates, Zhao Xuan was thinking when he first started this job, why not give the person a taste of his own medicine?
The Japanese dare to make templates for French currency, so why can’t Zhao Xuan make templates for Japanese currency?

And through Edith's analysis, the color-changing ink used to print Japanese yen was exactly the one used by the Japanese in the last transaction with Yamashiro.

Edith's document library contained the original formula of the color-changing ink at the time. With the formula, plus the Japanese currency template, a large number of Japanese yen could be produced and put on the market. By then, Japan's already cold economic situation would inevitably be made worse.

Since the Japanese want to use the printed legal tender to sweep the Dragon Country's market, why can't Zhao Xuan use the printed Japanese yen to sweep the Japanese economic market?

(Edith, conduct a scan simulation to see how successful it is to make a 100-yen Japanese currency template?)

(Scanning and simulation analysis in progress. Model testing completed, technical problems given, after comprehensive consideration, the success rate of making Japanese currency templates for 67-yuan denominations is 50%, and the best cost-effectiveness is the 80-yuan denomination Japanese currency template, with a production success rate of %)

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan became very excited.

(Edith, keep the production plan for the 50-yen Japanese currency template. Next, Edith, you will assist me. Let's do something big this time!)
Zhao Xuan has already made the template for the five-yuan legal tender.

The reason why there was an error during the test just now was that Zhao Xuan did it on purpose.

Now that Murakami Yua has left the laboratory, Zhao Xuan immediately began to make the template for the fifty-yen Japanese banknote.

Using Japanese materials and technological support to make Japanese currency templates is such an exciting task that Zhao Xuan felt his blood boiling when he started.

Don’t you want to start an economic war? Don’t regret your life when the time comes.

These so-called waste materials have now changed drastically in Zhao Xuan's hands. Originally, these waste materials were deliberately damaged by Zhao Xuan during the process of making banknote templates.

Zhao Xuan knew exactly what caused the damage.

With Edith's help, Zhao Xuan was now familiar with making the banknote template. However, it was impossible for Zhao Xuan to make it in a short period of time.

Zhao Xuan, who had been keeping a close eye on the surrounding movements in scanning mode, saw that the time was almost up and someone was walking towards this side, so he directly activated Edith's nano mode, separated a piece of nano material to disguise as the ceiling, and hid the unfinished template on the ceiling.

The only person in the technical department who can open the laboratory door directly and come in is Yua Murakami.

Seeing Yuya with a smile on her face, Zhao Xuan had already covered the dialysis mode.

"Zhao Sang, it's getting late. Do you want to have lunch together?"

Zhao Xuan smiled, put away the materials on the table and said:
"Ms. Yua, you seem to be in a good mood. Is there anything good?"

In fact, from Murakami Yua's psychological activities, Zhao Xuan already knew why she was so happy.

This time, Watanabe Anko put in a lot of effort. Together with the radio car exchanged from Kagesawa before, the Special High Police now has six radio cars.

The most important one is the direction finder!

Zhao Xuan really didn't expect that Watanabe Anko could actually get a direction finder.

Just now, Murakami Yua went to install the direction finder.

With this thing in hand, Zhao Xuan no longer dared to send telegrams to the Special High Section at will.

Moreover, this thing has a wide coverage area. Coupled with six radio vehicles, the Military Control Commission and underground party lurking in the Magic City are in danger this time.

The radio car of the Special High Section has arrived, so the radio car of No. 76 should have arrived as well.

With the cooperation of the two departments, the entire Magic City will be covered by the monitoring of radio vehicles and direction finders.

"Zhao Sang, Section Chief Watanabe has brought a direction finder, and our radio car has arrived. This time, I must completely wipe out the Military Control Commission in the Magic City and avenge Uncle Chao Gong!"

Zhao Xuan nodded and smiled:
"There are direction finders and radio vehicles. Whether it's the Military Control Commission or the underground party, once they use the radio, their location will be exposed. But the French Concession is still a problem."

Murakami Yua's smile froze. Indeed, even if they could monitor the radio activities in the French Concession, they would not be able to enter the French Concession to arrest people in the first place.

Moreover, when the distance is far, the accuracy will be greatly reduced when determining the location.

Unless the radio vehicle can drive into the French Concession, with the help of a direction finder, it is absolutely certain that the location of the radio station can be locked.

But this is almost impossible.

When I arrived at the cafeteria entrance with Murakami Yua, Aizawa Keiko was already waiting there with two lunches in her hands.

Seeing this, Murakami Yua silently clenched her fists, snorted at Aizawa Keiko, and walked into the cafeteria on her own.

Aizawa Keiko ignored Yuya and handed the lunch in her hand to Zhao Xuan and said with a smile:
"Ah Xuan, come to my office. I have something to tell you."

When Zhao Xuan arrived at Keiko Aizawa's office, he felt a little regretful. It was a bit far from Anko Watanabe's office. Although the scanning mode could cover it, the coverage of the dialysis mode was still much smaller.

Otherwise, here, Zhao Xuan could take a look at what confidential information was placed in the safe in Watanabe Anko's office?
Looking at the canned meat in the bowl, Zhao Xuan started eating directly. Seeing this, Aizawa Keiko, who was sitting on the sofa, also started eating with a smile.

After a while, Lan Ze Huizi poured Zhao Xuan a glass of water, and then said leisurely:
"This morning, my mother asked me and Yamao Kazuo to lead a team to destroy an underground party contact station. When we arrived, they were having a meeting, but when they found out they were surrounded, they blew up the entire room."

"All twelve bodies were unrecognizable. Although the mission was accomplished, I still feel like something is wrong."

"Ah Xuan, can you help me analyze this? Could it be that these bodies were swapped? Or, could it be that one of the people who were in the meeting at the time knew that they would be attacked during the meeting?"

In dialysis mode, Zhao Xuan knew that Keiko Aizawa had nothing to hide.

The situation was exactly as she described.

But as Keiko Aizawa said, it was an underground party liaison station, and the room was blown up while people were still having a meeting.

This does not mean at all that they want to drag the Japanese down with them.

In Zhao Xuan's opinion, this explosion seemed a bit strange.

During the period of hiding, the underground party gathered together for meetings like this either because something big had happened and needed to be discussed and resolved.

Or there is an important piece of information that needs to be sent out as soon as possible.

Moreover, when a room full of people gather for a meeting and the problem is solved, there is a high probability that these people will evacuate.

It is impossible that when he found himself surrounded by the Special High Police, he detonated himself and killed himself.

Of course, this situation cannot rule out the possibility that they wanted to destroy important intelligence at the meeting.

But for a meeting with so many people, the intelligence must be extremely important and urgent.

It blew up before being sent out. This is not the style of the underground party.

"Huizi, are you sure that the people you want to arrest are really underground party members?"

Keiko Aizawa shook her head:

"Not sure, but that's what my mother said."

"After Asamiya Naruhiko died, my mother has become a different person. She is unwilling to explain many things to me. Today's mission is full of weirdness."

Zhao Xuan took a sip of water and leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought.

First of all, how did Kyoko Watanabe find that contact station?

Could that contact station be one of the ones he knew about?
It can’t be the Guanghua Bookstore where Sun Jianzhong works, right?
Zhao Xuan was extremely worried at this moment, and immediately asked Edith to call home.

Ever since Ding Moqun knew Watanabe Anko's identity, he set rules for the nanny who cooked and cleaned at home.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhang, who was arranged by Watanabe Anko to be in charge of cooking, was dismissed.

There are no more spies lurking in the Ding family now.

After confirming this, and because her home was safer, Daoya didn't go to Seymour Road for a long time.

I usually read alone in the living room at home, waiting for the occasional phone call.

At Apartment 27, Jessfield Road, Dao Ya, who had just finished lunch and was eating dessert in the living room, picked up the phone the moment she heard it ring.

"Hello, I'm Xiaoya, who are you looking for?"

(Hello Xiaoya, I’m Edith.)
"Sister Edith, what is the mission this time?"

Hearing Edith's voice, Daoya became excited.

Ever since Zhao Xuan went to the Technical Department of the Special High Section to help, Dao Ya's life has returned to normal, but she finds such a life extremely boring.

Now that Edith called, Daoya seemed a little excited.

(Xiao Ya, You Hu asked me to inform you to go to Hankou Road and check. If you find anything unusual, call the Special Higher Section directly.)
Dao Ya was stunned for a moment. After hanging up the phone, she quickly stood up and took off her slippers. She grabbed two snacks and ran to the door with her bag.

After changing her shoes and putting on her windbreaker at the door, Dao Ya leisurely left the house, hailed a rickshaw on the road and headed straight for Hankou Road.

Special High Section, Office of the Chief of the Intelligence Department.

Seeing that Zhao Xuan had been thinking for a long time, Lan Ze Keiko was waiting impatiently.

Not until Zhao Xuan sat up straight did Lan Ze Keiko also sit up straight, staring into Zhao Xuan's eyes with burning eyes.

"To be honest, I haven't had many encounters with the underground party, but I'm sure they won't do such irrational things."

"Twelve people were having a meeting in a house. Even if they were surrounded, they would never blow up the house without any resistance, killing them along with them."

"Unless there is some information that they cannot leak. But even if that's the case, with twelve people in the room, they can easily assign people to delay time, and then destroy the information in the room in no time."

Keiko Aizawa nodded thoughtfully:
"That's right, Xuan, this is what makes me weird."

"The technical department checked the scene and found that the room used for the meeting had been modified. The explosives were hidden in some of the plywood in the room. There was a main control that was detonated by electricity."

"If they didn't intend to destroy important documents, then one of these twelve people wanted to kill these underground party members. But I still find it incredible that such a thing happened within the underground party."

Without going to the scene, Zhao Xuan didn't know the specific situation.

Moreover, Zhao Xuan was not allowed to leave the Special Higher Police until the legal currency template was completed, unless, like last time, Anko Watanabe personally took him out.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan smiled, looked at Lan Ze Keiko and asked:

"Since Huizi asked me about this, then you should have brought the body back."

Aizawa Keiko glanced at Zhao Xuan's finished lunch and said:
"As expected, nothing can be hidden from Axuan, but can we find any clues just by looking at those corpses?"

Zhao Xuan shrugged, unable to make any promises:
"Keiko, I can only say that I will try my best to help you, but since this matter seems strange, I think you should still go talk to the section chief. Maybe this is the section chief's plan. If you investigate further and really find out that the matter is related to the section chief, it will ruin the section chief's plan."

Keiko Aizawa directly denied it:
"It couldn't have been arranged by my mother, because she was also very surprised when she heard about it."

"Although my mother didn't tell me how she got the information, she allowed me to come and discuss it with you, Xuan, after reading the mission report. If possible, Xuan, please follow me to the infirmary to take a look at the bodies and see if we can find any new clues."

It turned out that Watanabe Anko was also confused about this matter, and this made Zhao Xuan even more curious.

After a while, Zhao Xuan followed Keiko Aizawa to the infirmary. After looking at the body, he stood at the door with his arms folded across his chest, thinking carefully.

(Edith, have you scanned the body?)
(It has been confirmed! The identities of the twelve bodies are indeed underground party members, but one of the bodies is different from the other eleven. His time of death was not when the explosion occurred, but last night, half an hour before Asamiya Naruhiko was poisoned.)
Zhao Xuan was stunned when he heard Edith's words.

Keiko Aizawa's sixth sense is really accurate, one of them was indeed switched.

But how could people escape in an explosion like that?
Twelve comrades died at once, and Zhao Xuan felt very sad. This time, the underground party in Mo City suffered a heavy blow.

What mission are they carrying out?
So much so that twelve people have to get together?
Who is the person who was switched?

A traitor? Or the only one who escaped?
There were so many doubts that Zhao Xuan felt his head hurt.

"How's it going, Xuan? What did you see?"

Zhao Xuan came to his senses only after hearing the shouting.

"Keiko, you might be right. It's very likely that some of these items have been swapped."

As he spoke, Zhao Xuan walked to the body that had died prematurely, put on gloves and a mask, and then said:
"I just took a careful look and found that among all the bodies here, only this one has a problem with its time of death. Of course, this requires a report from the forensic doctor to be fully confirmed."

Keiko Lanzawa looked at the bodies that were blown to pieces and looked at Zhao Xuan in disbelief:

"Ah Xuan, you can tell that his time of death is wrong?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:
"I'm not sure, but I feel that this corpse is different from the others. Although it was blown up once, look at its flesh. Compared with the other bloody ones, isn't the amount of blood too little?"

At this point, Zhao Xuan suddenly had an idea and asked:
"Keiko, did you take pictures of the situation at the scene?"

Upon hearing this, Keiko Aizawa hurriedly took the photo and handed it to Zhao Xuan for review.

(Edith, can you model from these photos? I need a complete house diagram.)
(Sir, this is just a simple treatment and cannot be restored. If we can go to the scene, we can completely restore it.)
After hearing this, Zhao Xuan could only let Edith perform simple restoration work first.

Combined with the report from the technical department, the situation at the scene was roughly restored.

(Edith, is there something wrong with this location? Or is there a tunnel at this location?)
Seeing Zhao Xuan absorbed in holding the photos, Aizawa Keiko and others did not dare to disturb him.

After a while, Zhao Xuan returned the photo to the technical department and said to Aizawa Keiko:
"This is a wooden building. After the explosion, the whole house collapsed. When you were cleaning up the scene, did you notice whether there might be a secret passage on the ground?"

Aizawa Keiko's eyes lit up and she said in surprise:
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that, Xuan? I'll have someone check it again right away."

Not long after Keiko Aizawa left, Yamao Kazuo walked into the infirmary:

"Zhao Sang, there's a phone call for you."

Zhao Xuan looked at Shan Xiong Yifu in confusion:
"Looking for me? Do you know who it is?"

"Daoya, your sister-in-law."

Seeing the smile on Zhao Xuan's face, Shan Xiong Yi Fu also smiled, and then took Zhao Xuan to the next room.

Shan Xiong Yi Fu stood at the door, just staring at Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan did not shy away from asking as soon as he picked up the phone:

"Xiaoya?"

"Brother-in-law, when are you coming home? Does anyone still care about this family? You guys never come back after you leave!"

"Don't be so petty. I'm working, but it shouldn't take a few days to finish. I'll come back and bring you a gift then."

"Hmph, okay, but it will take a few days. I can't wait. Brother-in-law, I went shopping with my classmates today and treated them to a big meal on Hankou Road. When you come back, you must pay me back!"

After a brief chat, Zhao Xuan hung up the phone and looked at Shan Xiong Yifu and said:
"The little girl is ignorant. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Mr. Shanxiong."

Yamao Kazuo grinned and said:
"Ms. Daoya is innocent and naive, and the relationship between your family is really enviable."

"Yamao-kun, it's getting late. Keiko won't be able to find anything for a while. I'm going to go back to the technical department to work."

Dao Ya called to tell Zhao Xuan that everything was normal on Hankou Road.

Then, the problem is not with Sun Jianzhong.

But Sun Jianzhong was the head of the Magic City underground party. Twelve comrades died at once. Even if there was no problem with Sun Jianzhong, the Magic City underground party probably needed a thorough investigation.

Where did Kyoko Watanabe get the information?

This is the question Zhao Xuan is most curious about right now.

During the technical experiment, Yuya Murakami smiled when she saw Zhao Xuan coming back:
"Zhao Sang, you are finally back."

“How is the follow-up investigation going?”

"I haven't found the problem yet, but I believe it won't be long."

After hearing this, Yua Murakami did not ask any more questions, but just said that she would go to teach the people in the telecommunications department how to use the radio car and direction finder, and would not be able to help in the laboratory for a short time.

Zhao Xuan directly said that it was okay, after all, this was the personal space Zhao Xuan wanted.

After Murakami Yua left, Zhao Xuan continued to make Japanese currency templates, and also asked Edith to contact Sun Jianzhong.

Although nothing happened to Sun Jianzhong, Zhao Xuan was still worried.

Hankou Road, in the secret room at the back of Guanghua Bookstore.

Last night, after Sun Jianzhong received an urgent telegram from the organization, he learned that Asamiya Naruhiko had been poisoned to death, and he was in a very good mood.

However, the organization also decided to let the underground party in Shanghai enter a period of silence, reduce its presence to a minimum, and survive the Japanese's crazy search period.

Sun Jianzhong also understood the organization's considerations and issued a silent order last night.

He was originally planning to take a nap before opening the shop, but when he heard the phone ringing in the bookstore in front of him, Sun Jianzhong hurried over to answer the phone.

Alone in the technical laboratory, in scanning mode, monitoring the surroundings, and since there was no monitoring in the laboratory, Zhao Xuan was too lazy to ask Edith. After the call was connected, Zhao Xuan spoke directly:
"Secretary Sun, I am Chen Guang!"

When Sun Jianzhong received Chen Guang’s call again, he became a little excited.

He originally thought that Chen Guang must have a new contact, so he didn't contact this side again.

"Comrade Chen Guang!"

"Hello, hello! By the way, Comrade Chen Guang, what can I do for you?"

Listening to the sounds coming out of the phone, Sun Jianzhong's face gradually turned pale.

After listening to everything, Sun Jianzhong shook his head violently:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

(End of this chapter)