The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 265 July 1937, 4

February 21, 1937 (lunar calendar).

April 2nd, Friday.

"Ring ring." "Ring ring." "Hello." A cold voice.

"Hello, this is Naoki Sakai. The mission to severely injure Shen Liushu has commenced." His voice was deep.

Hamaha Hatsuyuki's beautiful eyes narrowed, but her tone remained unchanged: "Yes, Colonel Sakai."

She hung up the phone and slowly moved to the windowsill.

As dawn approached, the sky was a pale blue, studded with a few remaining stars.

A copper bell rang out; it was a vendor selling flower cakes.

"Shen Liushu cannot be seriously injured," the voice murmured softly.

Clearly, the most crucial first step in Tu Feiyuan's plan was Shen Liushu.

If the head of the General Affairs Department is seriously injured and unable to control the General Affairs Department.

Then the crucial step of the Tufeiyuan Plan will be successful.

As for Wei Xiong, Chu Zhi had met him before.

I ran into Liu Shu when we had a late-night snack last time.

I have a gut feeling that Wei Xiong doesn't seem like a traitor.

However, Wei Xiong's family was a weakness, and he wasn't entirely sure about it.

He agreed with Miao Yu's remarks in the conference room.

Miao Yu said: "Regardless of whether Wei Xiong is an undercover agent or not."

As long as my wife, children, and loved ones are here, I don't need to worry.

In the end, he will make his own choice.

Should he choose a corrupt country that doesn't care about him, or his family who truly cares for him?
The only option is the latter.

When everything points to the depths of the human heart, then the outcome is already predetermined.

Recalling Miao Yu's words, Chu Zhi felt a vague sense of worry.

Misfortune can be a blessing in disguise. If we can capture Wei Xiong, keep him in check, and give him a helping hand, he might become a deadly weapon.

Mrs. Wei Xiong and her lover's sister-in-law were also assigned jobs.

This family is complicated.

Miao Yu arrived, and Nanzao Yuanxiong died.

He's a formidable opponent; he wouldn't even blink an eye if he killed his own uncle.

Those phoenix eyes noticed him.

We need to prepare in advance.

In later studies of espionage, every little detail must be paid attention to.

If it happens, it can never be a coincidence.

If you believe in coincidence, you've already surrendered your life to hell.

She moved her graceful body, walked barefoot to the end of the Persian carpet, put on her shoes, walked out of the room, and went down the corridor and stairs to the courtyard on the first floor.

The farmhand hurried forward respectfully, saying, "Director."

She parted her lips slightly: "Observe the traces of Shen Liushu, the director of the General Affairs Department of the Statistics Bureau, and make a plan to seriously injure him today."

"It must be implemented tomorrow."

"Yes, Director." The farmhand turned around quickly.

Hama no Hatsuyuki knew that the tasks needed to be assigned.

So as not to leave behind unnecessary illness when helping Shen Liushu.

She turned her delicate body slightly, and inadvertently looked back at a tall building in the distance.

No one knows that their eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people.

She saw someone staring at her through binoculars from a high-rise building.

Is Japan's Special Higher Police still screening itself?
impossible.

Nanzo Gen-xiong has died as an undercover agent.

Who would that be?
He only made his first public appearance at the Special Higher Police meeting yesterday, and today someone is already monitoring him.

The Nationalist Government? Or the Communist Party?
Only Dai Li and Zhou Lisheng, high-ranking officials in the Nationalist government, had ever met him.

As for the Chairman's people, we agreed to meet tonight.

It is obvious that the person monitoring him is either the Central Executive Committee's Bureau of Investigation and Statistics or the Red Party.

The person is not good!
He appeared at the Special Higher Police yesterday; could there be another undercover agent besides himself?

Their whereabouts were exposed, and the shadows became the light.

Just because he took a walk around the Special Higher Police Department?
Or perhaps my appearance is too strikingly beautiful? It attracts attention.

Chu Zhi pretended to look around, then turned back, walked up the stairs, and disappeared into the corridor.

Guo Jianping observed the target through binoculars; the devilishly beautiful face almost suffocated him.

How could there be such a woman in this world?

Just as the information said, she has an enchantingly beautiful face.

The hidden head of the Special Higher Police was actually a gentleman from the Changsan Book House in the International Settlement.

It's really unexpected.

Reports indicate that this woman is highly skilled in combat. But is that slender, graceful figure truly that formidable?

Unbelievable.

When Guo Jianping saw those beautiful eyes, it was as if he saw love.

Even if you had a gun, seeing a face like that, you wouldn't be able to pull the trigger.

Only a woman can kill this woman.

Should I call Lao Yuan?

not good.

It's better to be cautious. Go through the proper channels and tell Lao Yuan to suggest that he approach this Mr. Chang San.

Guo Jianping needed to keep a close watch on things, so he picked up the phone and called his fake wife, Wang Yu, at home.

"Ring ring." A telephone rang.

The sound was shrill and abrupt, occurring before dawn.

"Hey." A jade-like arm stretched out, with slender, fair fingers.

This is a pair of hands that double-click the telegraph machine and write and draw.

"Contact Lao Yuan, the head of the secret office is Changsan Book House in the International Settlement, Binbian Xian Book House, Mr. Eleven."

"I suggest Old Yuan go and observe for himself." The voice was solemn.

"Yes." Wang Yu hung up the phone.

Her fair, jade-like legs were mostly exposed, sparking the imagination.

She paused for a moment, then stood up gracefully, picked up the phone, and dialed.

"Ding-a-ling." "Ding-a-ling."

Because I drank alcohol last night, saw Miao Yu off, chatted with Tang Jia, and went to bed late last night.

Shen Liushu was fast asleep on Tang Jia's sofa.

Suddenly, the ringing of the bell startled me awake.

Looking around, I remembered that I was too tired to go home last night, and instead spent the night on Tang Jia's sofa.

Then you can hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Shen Liushu picked up the phone, and a hoarse voice came through the phone: "Hello, Tang Jia, this is Aunt Wang from my hometown."

"Hey, wait a minute, she's cooking, I'll call her." The voice was loud.

The woman's voice stopped abruptly upon hearing this.

The organization has rules against inappropriate relationships between men and women. Did Lao Yuan make a mistake?

Or is it for other reasons?

It's so early, why would there be a man in Lao Yuan's house?

She was still cooking.

Shen Liushu lifted the sheet and placed it aside.

Walk to the kitchen.

Tang Jia was wearing an apron around her waist and the same pajamas she wore last night.

Shen Liushu leaned against the door and said lazily, "Director Tang, there's a phone call."

Tang Jia turned to look at Shen Liushu and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Then she turned off the fire and strode towards the living room.

As I passed by Shen Liushu.

A pair of large hands slapped Tang Jia's shapely buttocks, making a "smack" sound.

Tang Jia turned around and gave Shen Liushu a reproachful look.

Her narrow, beautiful eyes flashed with a reproach that almost made Shen Liushu lose her composure.

She picked up the phone with her delicate fingers: "Hello."

"Hey, Tang Jia, I brought you some fruit that I grew myself from my hometown." His voice was hoarse.

"Okay, Wang Shen, bring it over." The voice was soft, and then the call was disconnected.

Tang Jia bent over to answer the phone, making her legs appear longer and her buttocks stick out, which ignited Shen Liushu's fighting spirit.

He strode forward, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and let her ample buttocks...

Tang Jia stood there coquettishly, turning her head to glance at Shen Liushu.

Because she stood up gracefully, it was as if Shen Liushu was embracing Tang Jia from behind.

Tang Jia did not push him away hastily.

Instead, she tilted her head back and nestled into Shen Liushu's arms.

"You stayed up all night on the sofa, so here's a hug as a reward." The voice was gentle.

Shen Liushu frowned and reached down to touch her thigh: "Remember, you are mine, these are not rewards."

"I can hug you whenever I want."

A man should never lose his domineering presence.

Women won't fall for men who lack male hormones.

This is an iron rule.

Even the most outstanding women enjoy being conquered; it's in their nature!
(End of this chapter)