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

Chapter 411 Abnormality
Smith laughed upon hearing this:

"Xiaoya, I won't beat around the bush with you. We can provide you with a venue in the French Concession, without any rent. And I guarantee that the police will send two-thirds of their manpower to protect the new factory."

Smith's plan was quite shrewd; by opening a factory in the French Concession, he could take it over whenever he wanted.

Most importantly, those devices.

Currently, no country has the technology to produce such equipment.

The equipment in the old factory area was all modified with Zhao Xuan's help.

With the help of the Edith Nano Mode, modifying some machines was as simple as eating and drinking for Zhao Xuan.

Therefore, Smith wasn't after the goods at all, but rather the equipment that would be needed after the new factory started operating.

"Smith, we're all friends. Some ideas shouldn't be had. We're cooperating because of our friendship. If we go too far, well..."

Smith nodded with a wry smile. Although he had no intention of coveting the equipment, the World Chamber of Commerce was not a monolithic entity.

If the problem that Dao Ya fears actually occurs, the two sides will inevitably break up.

Smith didn't want to lose a friend like Daoya.

"It was my oversight, Xiaoya. Just pretend I didn't say anything. But now that we've expanded our channels, we can't just sit idly by. That's all money!"

Daoya took a sip of coffee, the bitter aroma completely sobering her up from her tipsy state.
"Money is always a good thing, of course. Don't worry, although the factories in the old factory area are full, they are all above ground. The underground areas can also be renovated to some extent. I will discuss this with Xiao Ai. It won't be long before the expansion channels can be arranged."

In fact, Daoya was also considering expanding the secret underground factory that produced penicillin.

Zhao Xuan had told her that it wouldn't be long before penicillin could be mass-produced overseas.

Daoya planned to make a fortune within this timeframe.

When penicillin is mass-produced overseas, Daoya will directly engage in a price war with them.

With the cost advantage of local production and its well-established sales network, Daoya is confident that it can drive prices down to a level that its competitors cannot afford.

That way, we can completely eradicate imported penicillin in one fell swoop.

In the Dragon Kingdom, Dao Ya doesn't need this competitor. Anyone who dares to make a move will be utterly ruined by Dao Ya.

Therefore, taking advantage of Smith's expansion of distribution channels, Daoya can also use this as a cover to expand her secret pharmaceutical factory.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Smith sent someone to escort Daoya out of the French Concession.

Upon leaving the French Concession, military police were already waiting, along with Nan Ting and her entourage.

Seeing Nan Ting, Dao Ya was not only somewhat surprised but also quite delighted.

Dao Ya walked quickly to Nan Ting and smiled:
"Sister Nan, have you thought it through? Are you willing to work for me?"

Nan Ting nodded slightly, her expression indifferent.
"As long as you provide funding, I don't care who I work with."

"Michiko Sakai helped me with this matter; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to leave the original organization."

Hearing this, Dao Ya smiled. She had seen through Sakai Michiko's intentions all along.

In Dao Ya's opinion, the current Michiko Sakai is a carbon copy of Keiko Aizawa.

Dao Ya had no idea what kind of magic her brother-in-law possessed that could make these beautiful women so infatuated.

However, Dao Ya herself also thought that among all the men she had met, there really wasn't one who could compare to her brother-in-law.

Dao Ya was even wondering how she would ever get married, as she feared she would never meet someone like her brother-in-law again.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, Dao Ya held Nan Ting's hand and smiled:

"Sister Nan, my business is about to expand again in a while, and I'm short-staffed right now. I'd be happy if you could come and help me."

"How about this, Sister Nan, you'll stay by my side from now on. On the one hand, it'll be to protect my safety, and on the other hand, you can learn from me. If I can't get away in the future, I'll have to rely on you, Sister Nan."

Nan Ting nodded seriously:

"I left those people I trained before to their original organization."

There's no other way but to keep them; if those people aren't kept, Tu Feiyuan won't let Nan Ting out.

Upon hearing this, Dao Ya understood Nan Ting's thoughts.

Ultimately, Nan Ting still harbored hopes for the revitalization of the flag society and did not want its legacy to end with her.

"Sister Nan, don't worry. With me, you'll have plenty of funding. Besides, I support you in training a new batch of people, which is also to protect me."

Nan Ting didn't think there was anything wrong with what Dao Ya said, even though the goal of revitalizing the Qi Society was to restore the Qing Dynasty.

But Nan Ting wasn't stupid. She didn't think that restoring the Qing Dynasty was still possible at the moment, given the current situation.

However, Nan Ting was unwilling to let the lineage of the Zhenxingqi Society and the Weixin Association die out, so she thought of preserving this legacy so that if there was an opportunity in the future, she could revive it.

If not, then staying by Dao Ya's side is not bad either. She refuses to believe that she can never repay Zhao Xuan's life-saving grace in this lifetime!

Dao Ya sighed inwardly, but did not expose Nan Ting's obsession. She simply patted the back of her hand gently.

Moreover, Dao Ya feels at ease using someone as principled as Nan Ting.

In addition, Dao Ya also thought that since her brother-in-law had the Ghost Squad, how could she, as his sister-in-law, not have any useful power to offer?
With Nan Ting by her side, Dao Ya no longer needed the protection of the military police.

Dao Ya was already quite strong, and with the protection of the expert Nan Ting, she was very confident in her own safety.

Nan Ting drove Dao Ya to Villa No. 3 in the Special Higher Police Department's apartment complex.

"Sister Nan, you can stay here from now on. There are plenty of empty rooms, you can choose one yourself."

Dao Ya originally planned to buy a villa outside and live there by herself, but every time she had this idea, she would forget about it completely the next day. Even Dao Ya didn't know if she really forgot or if she simply didn't want to move out and didn't want to be separated from her family.

Meanwhile, in Shanghai, at Tilanqiao Prison.

Warden Hasegawa stared at Zhao Xuan, who was sitting in the courtyard playing Go with Yamayu Kazuo, with a dark expression on his face.

As for Sasaki and the others, they are currently leading members of the supervisory team to conduct inspections everywhere.

Hasegawa wasn't naive; he had already presented the supervisory team with red envelopes and gifts after their convoy arrived.

But even now, the inspection team hasn't finished their inspection. Hasegawa has finally realized that the inspection team came here today just to cause trouble!

A short while later, Michiko returned with a roster, approached Zhao Xuan, glanced at the chessboard, and then gave Yamayuichi a disdainful look. With such terrible chess skills, how could he still monopolize the opportunity to be alone with the team leader?

After watching Zhao Xuan place his black piece, Michiko bent down and whispered in his ear:

"Team leader, the inspection is complete, and the person you requested has been found." Zhao Xuan nodded slightly, smiled at Yamayu Kazuo, and Yamayu Kazuo, understanding the implication, conceded defeat.

Having teamed up with Zhao Xuan for so long, Yamayuki Kazuo naturally developed a tacit understanding with him.

Seeing this, Hasegawa quickly stepped forward, smiling as he bowed slightly to Zhao Xuan.

"Your Majesty Colonel!"

Zhao Xuan took the roster from Michiko and looked at the names circled on it, saying:

"Hase-kun, it's not that I'm deliberately making things difficult for you. As you know, among the people detained in Tilanqiao Prison, there was a group who had been taken to Sheshan. Although they didn't show any symptoms of infection after treatment, we can't completely rule out whether the virus is in its incubation period."

"Therefore, I think these people should be put in solitary confinement."

After saying that, Zhao Xuan handed the roster to Hasegawa.

Hasegawa quickly accepted it. He was just a lowly captain, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest when dealing with a colonel like Zhao Xuan.

When Hasegawa saw the names circled on the roster, his lips twitched. This was way too obvious!

The people circled on the roster are all agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and their positions are not low.

Of course, these people were the same group that Zhao Xuan had previously led to intercept and arrest Hu Mei's organization.

The names of the three deputy station chiefs were prominently displayed in red circles.

Taking a slight breath, Hasegawa forced a smile and said:

"Colonel, I will prepare separate cells for them. Is there anything else you require, Colonel?"

Zhao Xuan glanced indifferently at Hasegawa, while Yamauchi Kazuo, sitting opposite him on the chessboard, had already become Zhao Xuan's mouthpiece:
“These people need to be carefully observed, so their living environment must be good. In addition, they must have one meat dish, two vegetable dishes, and one soup for every meal.”

"Don't doubt our purpose in doing this, do you understand?"

"Hi!"

Hasegawa dared not doubt that he couldn't afford to offend any one of these people, let alone such a large group of them together.

Michiko Sakai had no objection to this; their ultimate goal today was precisely this matter.

There was no other way; the price offered by the Military Intelligence Bureau was too high, and their only requirement was that the arrested deputy station chiefs be well-fed and well-clothed in Tilanqiao Prison.

Such simple conditions are utterly insignificant compared to the bribes they received.

At first, Sasaki and others might not have understood why Zhao Xuan did this, or why he dared to reach such an agreement with the Military Intelligence Bureau in private.
But Yamayu Kazuo, who was also in the Special Higher Police, knew this!

The Special Higher Police have done this kind of thing before.

As long as the Military Intelligence Bureau could afford it, Mao Sanlin, the former deputy station chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai, could be released without hesitation.

Moreover, the Military Intelligence Bureau is only demanding that these people be treated well in prison, not that they be directly rescued.

This way you can get a generous reward, so why not?
Yamayu Kazuo wished there were more good things like this.

After all, these people are locked up in Tilanqiao Prison and can't cause any trouble at all. On the contrary, they can continue to bring benefits to the Special Higher Police.

As long as the Military Intelligence Bureau continues to provide them with silver dollars, these people can continue to enjoy "special treatment".

To avoid any misunderstanding from Sasaki and the others, Yamayu Kazuo had naturally explained the matter to them beforehand.

In any case, a higher rank can have an advantage. The main members of their supervisory team were all several ranks higher than Hasegawa, the warden of Tilanqiao Prison.

Once this order is issued, there is no fear that Hasegawa will outwardly comply but inwardly defy it.

Spending the funds of Tilanqiao Prison and receiving silver dollars from the Military Intelligence Bureau—it's a sure-fire way to make money!

Of course, the Military Intelligence Bureau did not contact Zhao Xuan about giving these people special treatment; it was Zhao Xuan who paid for it out of his own pocket.

There was no other way; these people had given him a great deal of credit, and they were also his colleagues. Of course, Zhao Xuan had to do what he could to make their lives a little more comfortable.

With the order issued, Zhao Xuan quickly had Sasaki withdraw his team. The objective of the trip had been achieved for the time being, and there was no need to waste any more time here.

After the supervisory team left, Hasegawa looked on with a grim face at the cells where the prisoners were moved to single rooms and given new bedding and supplies, and at the equally bewildered KMT prisoners standing in these "luxurious" cells.

Li Zhenzhen, the deputy stationmaster of Nanjing Station, was very confused. She couldn't understand what the Japanese were up to.

Do you want to corrupt her? Or win her over?
Compared to the previous dirty and chaotic prison cells, the current prison cells are practically like hotel rooms. The only drawback is that the windows are still welded with cold iron bars, preventing any light of freedom from getting in.

Just as Li Zhenzhen was secretly vowing that no matter what sugar-coated bullets the Japanese used, she would never betray the party and the country, a steaming hot meal was placed on the table, and the aroma of braised pork filled the air.

Sitting at the wooden table, Li Zhenzhen felt completely numb.

The soldier who had just brought the food looked very grim; he put down the food and left.

This is completely different from what Li Zhenzhen had in mind!

Even if you want to win someone over, you still have to say something. If you don't, all the prepared ideas you've put together will be useless.

Li Zhenzhen swallowed hard.

She hadn't eaten this kind of food in a long time since she was arrested.

Every day consisted of moldy cornbread and murky cold water; my stomach had long since grown accustomed to that bitterness.

The braised pork in front of me was glistening with oil, the rice was as white as snow, and there was a small bowl of thick steamed egg custard, trembling as it emitted steam.

She stared at the bowl of rice, her fingers trembling slightly, not from hunger, but from fear—it was so abnormal, so abnormal that it sent chills down her spine.

The Japanese never offer kindness for no reason; there must be a more sinister scheme hidden behind this meal.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, using the pain to remind herself to stay alert: she must not be swayed by this little bit of food!
If Zhao Xuan were here and knew what Li Zhenzhen was thinking, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back his laughter.

Sometimes, what people fear most is their own overactive imagination.

Ten minutes later, Li Zhenzhen snorted coldly, "This little bit of food thinks it can corrupt me? That's just wishful thinking."

Since the Japanese have this intention and are even playing hard to get, why should she turn down the food? She'll wait and see what kind of face the Japanese will have when she enjoys their special treatment but refuses to betray them.
Thinking of this, Li Zhenzhen swallowed hard, quickly picked up the white rice, and began to eat it in big mouthfuls with the braised pork.

After the meal, Li Zhenzhen let out a satisfied burp. This was the first truly good and satisfying meal she had eaten since her arrest.

Li Zhenzhen never imagined that braised pork could taste so good.

After exhaling slowly, Li Zhenzhen looked around and silently sat down by the bed.

(End of this chapter)