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

Chapter 204 Rough
God knows how long the two villains in her heart struggled when she first received the template and the color-changing ink formula from her brother-in-law.

This is all money, endless small amounts of money!

If this thing could be sold, Dao Ya didn't dare to think about whether she would become rich overnight or in a second.

However, Dao Ya also knew that if she dared to sell this thing, her brother-in-law would definitely break her legs when he came back.

With Daoya's current connections, she has countless ways to sell this template to Europe without anyone noticing.

After all, he is a top student at Shenjiang University, and he has more connections than he can use than he can count.

"You guys, Xiaoya, how did you get this thing? This is incredible!"

Dao Yan was now holding the template in both hands, fearing that he would drop it in the heat of the moment.

"Hmph, sister, don't ask about my relationship with Youhu. You are our subordinate, so just do your job well."

"Ouch!"

Dao Yan angrily reached out and grabbed Dao Ya's ear.

"You little bitch, you've really grown up. I haven't even come to you to settle the score for the time when you and Xuan teamed up to cheat me, but you're getting more and more arrogant. You really don't take me seriously!"

"Ouch~ Sister, sister, let go, let go, it hurts!"

"Haha, do you dare to act cool in front of me next time?"

Dao Ya tilted her head, covered Dao Yan's hands that were grabbing her ears with both hands, and said pitifully with tears in her eyes:

"I won't dare to do that again, sister, dear sister, please let go, your ears are going to fall off!"

Dao Yan, feeling instantly relieved, let go of his hand. Seeing Dao Ya looking at him resentfully, Dao Yan chuckled:
"You little bitch, you're really going to tear the roof off the house if you don't punish me for three days."

"Okay, I get it. I will take care of this. Calculating the time, Xuan will be back soon. I have to deal with this thing before he comes back. You live alone at home and keep the doors and windows closed."

Looking at Dao Yan's departing back, Dao Ya muttered to herself, sticking out her tongue and making faces at him, obviously not remembering what she had just promised.

French Concession, Zhu’s Garment Store on Xiafei Road.

Knowing that Dao Yan was coming in the middle of the night, Zhu Zhili, who had just fallen asleep, got up from the bed in a daze. She sat at the head of the bed and rubbed her face to wake herself up. Then Zhu Zhili yawned, got dressed and got up.

As Dao Yan arrived, Zhu Zhili hurriedly brought her into the store through the back door.

"My dear lady, what is it that requires you to come here in the middle of the night? Although the Japanese control is not as strict as before, it is still very dangerous to travel in the middle of the night."

Dao Yan took out the package from her bag and placed it on the glass table and said:

"I can't wait that long. Besides, I always feel uneasy carrying this thing with me, so I might as well bring it over to you."

Zhu Zhili picked up the package on the table and looked at it for a moment. When she was about to open it, Dao Yan hurriedly stopped her:
"what are you doing?"

"Can't you see it?"

Seeing Dao Yan nod seriously, Zhu Zhili shrugged:

"Okay, this thing is going to be sent to Shancheng?"

"Why else would I come to see you so late at night? Use our secret channels to send it to Shancheng as quickly as possible."

Zhu Zhili's expression also became serious. After staring at Dao Yan's eyes for a while, Zhu Zhili took a deep breath:
"Do we really need to use our secret channel to send this? No matter how difficult or urgent the situation was before, we have never used this channel."

Dao Yan raised his hand and pressed Zhu Zhili's shoulder:

"This is something that Hu Niu gave me. It was something that young Hu obtained with great difficulty. Zhili, you should know what this means."

Zhu Zhili looked at Miao Xue in surprise:

"I'll give you the things from Youhu's line to deliver back to Shancheng. Don't they have such a channel?"

Dao Yan shook his head:
"I don't know about that. Anyway, this thing must be delivered to Shancheng as soon as possible, and there must not be any collisions on the way. Zhili, please."

Zhu Zhili sighed, forced a smile and said:
"It's up to you to decide. Anyway, if we don't use this channel, we probably won't need it until the day of victory. However, if you just give this thing away, I still think it's a bit of a waste of talent."

In the Red Party base, in the small courtyard where Xia Gong lived.

The moon was dim that night, and the breeze was a little chilly.

Mr. Xia, wearing an overcoat, sat at the stone table in the yard, reading the telegram he had just received.

Gao Wanyou stood at the gate of the courtyard with his arms folded across his chest, looking expectantly at the end of the path not far away.

Every time Liu Qinghuan came here, he would come out from that path.

After reading the telegram, Xia Gong placed it on the candlestick and destroyed it.

Seeing this, Gao Wanyou slowly walked over.

"Mr. Xia, is this Comrade Chen Guang again?"

Xia Gong glanced at Gao Wanyou and smiled without saying anything.

Gao Wanyou scratched his head in embarrassment. Even though he knew Xia Gong would not answer, Gao Wanyou could not help but ask. What a mouthful!

"Hey! Xia Gong, Comrade Qing Huan is here!"

Mr. Xia's face turned serious and he tilted his head to look outside the courtyard.

Liu Qinghuan walked quickly towards them in a gray military uniform.

Seeing Xia Gong in the yard, Liu Qinghuan quickened his pace.

"Mr. Xia, a telegram from the Demon City."

Mr. Xia smiled slightly, took the telegram and started reading it. The telegram had already been translated.

When Xia Gong saw Sun Jianzhong’s report about Comrade Lidong, he was very happy.

Speaking of which, Miao Xue’s story is quite interesting.

Miao Xue was pushed to the underground party by Zhao Xuan, who said she had infiltrated their ranks, but Zhao Xuan was one of their own. Xia Gong also knew Miao Xue, and her greatest strength was that she was obedient and only listened to Zhao Xuan.

Xia Gong was very happy that such an outstanding comrade was sent to the organization by Zhao Xuan, and Xia Gong was also willing to give Miao Xue a chance. Mainly, Xia Gong completely trusted Zhao Xuan, so he also trusted Miao Xue very much.

Because Xia Gong knew that Zhao Xuan would never do anything that would be detrimental to the organization, that meant that Miao Xue would never do such a thing either.

"Comrade Lidong performed well and made great contributions this time."

Liu Qinghuan stood aside, still somewhat distrustful of Miao Xue:
"Sir, Miao Xue's situation is a little special. Although Miao Lu trusts her sister very much, when I was chatting with Miao Lu, I found out about Miao Xue's personality. With Miao Xue's extreme personality, Sir, I still don't trust her very much."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xia just smiled. How could others understand the secret between me and Chen Guang?

If Miao Xue's personality wasn't extreme, Xia Gong would have found it hard to trust her. But as Liu Qinghuan said, Miao Xue's personality was too extreme. It was so extreme that Miao Xue would not do anything that was detrimental to Zhao Xuan. In fact, anything that was a threat to Zhao Xuan was an enemy in Miao Xue's eyes and needed to be eliminated.

What’s more, Miao Xue’s ability is really strong. Such a person is like a sharp knife, a double-edged knife!

If it were someone else, they wouldn't dare to completely trust Miao Xue, but Xia Gong knew clearly that Zhao Xuan was the one who did it.

As long as Zhao Xuan is here, Miao Xue doesn't have to worry at all.

So, Xia Gong directly changed the subject:
"By the way, speaking of Miao Lu, she should be studying in the communications group now, right?"

Hearing that Xia Gong was trying to change the subject, Liu Qinghuan didn't want to continue talking about Miao Xue, but when talking about Miao Lu, Liu Qinghuan also laughed:
"Yes, originally Comrade Miao Lu worked in the Women's Association in the rear, but we recently discovered that Comrade Miao Lu is very talented. After all, we are sisters. Miao Lu's ability to learn intelligence is improving by leaps and bounds. Now she can skillfully use the radio, translate telegrams, and even participate in the work of deciphering telegrams."

Xia Gong nodded. Obviously, he just mentioned Miao Lu and didn't want to talk more.

This made Liu Qinghuan a little confused, because compared to an uncontrollable variable like Miao Xue, Liu Qinghuan felt that Miao Lu was more worthy of cultivation.

Gao Wanyou stood aside happily, watching Liu Qinghuan finish his conversation with Xia Gong. He was just thinking about interjecting, but unexpectedly, Xia Gong spoke again:
"You still can't find any problems with Zhou Hao, right?"

Liu Qinghuan frowned. Zhou Hao had been in the base for some time.

As an observer, Liu Qinghuan also kept an eye on Zhou Hao's every move.

To be honest, Liu Qinghuan really thinks there is nothing wrong with Zhou Hao.

Moreover, the information Zhou Hao brought was very important for the comrades hiding in the three northeastern provinces.

Zhou Hao has brought such important information, but Lord Xia still has no intention of trusting Zhou Hao.

"Mr. Xia, there is indeed nothing wrong with this Zhou Hao. I have talked to Huang Qian many times, and this Zhou Hao is absolutely genuine. As Zhou Hao's fiancée, Huang Qian can't be wrong, right?"

Lord Xia nodded. If it weren't for the telegram Zhao Xuan sent half an hour ago, although Lord Xia was skeptical about Zhou Hao, he would not have asked Liu Qinghuan to keep an eye on Zhou Hao's whereabouts.

The telegram sent by Zhao Xuan has already stated that this Zhou Hao is a member of Zhenxing Banner Society.

Xia Gong had no trust in the people of Zhenxing Banner Society at all.

Especially when thinking about the eleven comrades who sacrificed their lives to protect Zhou Hao, Xia Gong no longer had any trust in Zhou Hao at all.

Did those eleven comrades try to cover up Zhou Hao's death, or did Zhou Hao kill them to silence them?

If it were before, Xia Gong would still hesitate, but now, Xia Gong is inclined to the latter.

It's just that Zhou Hao has not revealed any flaws since he arrived at the base, so it's not easy for Xia Gong to arrest him directly unless Zhao Xuan can send written evidence.

After sighing slightly, Xia Gong looked at Liu Qinghuan and said:
"Huang Qian is the logistics person?"

Before Liu Qinghuan could speak, Gao Wanyou quickly interrupted:

"Yes, Huang Qian has been working in logistics."

Xia Gong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Liu Qinghuan with a smile and said:
"Xiao Liu, ask the logistics department to send a document to the headquarters tomorrow, and let Huang Qian go!"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that it was Xia Gong who was testing Zhou Hao.

But this is such a simple and somewhat unreasonable method. Even if Zhou Hao has a problem, as long as he is not stupid, he will not be fooled!
Seeing that Lord Xia had no intention of continuing, Liu Qinghuan left the courtyard after receiving Lord Xia's telegram replying to the Magic City.

Mr. Xia tightened his coat, stood up and walked slowly towards the cabin.

With such a simple method, Xia Gong naturally knew that it was impossible to identify Zhou Hao, but what Xia Gong wanted to do was to alert the enemy and make Zhou Hao suspicious.

Since this guy hid well, Xia Gong decided to break through Zhou Hao's disguise from a psychological level.

Magic city, night, one o'clock.

After Zhao Xuan came back, he parted ways with Wang Ningyu's people.

However, Zhao Xuan did not go home immediately, nor did he go to No. 76. Instead, he came to Seymour Road, a building opposite a bar that Dao Ya had rented before.

After parking the car, Miao Xue followed Zhao Xuan out of the car with confusion:

"Chief, what are we doing here?"

Seeing Zhao Xuan pointing at the trunk, Miao Xue immediately took out her gun, loaded it, and walked over slowly with a serious expression.

Seeing Zhao Xuan standing next to her with a cigarette on his head, looking very relaxed, Miao Xue did not dare to be careless. She held the gun in one hand and quickly opened the trunk with the other hand. She took a step back and pointed the gun inside.

Seeing that there was really someone hiding in the trunk, Miao Xue was slightly startled. She glanced at Zhao Xuan, and when Zhao Xuan nodded, Miao Xue stepped forward to check the man's breathing:
"Section Chief, he's unconscious."

After saying this, Miao Xue's mouth twitched slightly, and she finally understood why the section chief had asked her to drive over puddles and rocks on the way here. This was to knock out the person hiding in the trunk.

Seeing Zhao Xuan pointing at the corridor, Miao Xue immediately carried the person out and followed Zhao Xuan into the building.

Arriving at the room on the second floor, Zhao Xuan sat on the table and watched Miao Xue put the person on the bed before speaking:
"Nanting from Zhenxing Banner Society."

Miao Xue looked at Zhao Xuan in surprise:
"Chief, isn't this the person that Michiko Sakai led the team to hunt down at the entrance of Nanjing Hotel?"

"It should be her."

"But Chief, why should we bring her back? The people in Zhenxing Banner Society are all stubborn and can't be used by us."

Zhao Xuan smiled and pointed to the medicine box under the bed:
"Help her take out the bullet first. After she wakes up, we can talk."

Miao Xue didn't ask any more questions. Since the section chief had made the decision, she would do as he said.

Soon, Miao Xue helped Nan Ting take out the bullet, drew her gun and stepped back. After pointing the gun at Nan Ting, Miao Xue picked up a glass of water and poured it directly on Nan Ting's face.

Nan Ting woke up slowly, and the first thing she did after opening her eyes was to get up as if she was facing a great enemy.

Miao Xue's cold voice also sounded at the same time:
"I advise you not to move."

Nan Ting's heart sank. She turned to look at Miao Xue who was pointing a gun at her, then glanced at Zhao Xuan who was sitting at the table and smiling at her.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"Magic City!"

When Nan Ting heard that she had arrived in Shanghai, she was stunned.

Before she fell into a coma, she was still in Nanjing, and when she opened her eyes again, she was in Shanghai.

"What do you want?"

Nan Ting's forehead was covered with cold sweat, mainly because of the pain from the gunshot wound in her arm. She felt that when she was shot, the wound was not as painful as this.

In the dialysis mode, Zhao Xuan detected Nan Ting's psychological activities and stood up and stepped forward:
"I'm sorry, my secretary treated the wound a little roughly. Although the bullet was taken out, the wound was cut a little bigger, but don't worry, she has sutured it and bandaged it for you."

Nan Ting looked at her arm and glanced at Miao Xue speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)