The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 276 Truly Stylish

Shen Liushu smirked and said, "You think I'm as incompetent as you, unable to even handle a little girl?"

"I've got something good to share with you."

Chen Chagang frowned, preparing to attack Shen Liushu, but upon hearing "Something good has happened," he swallowed the curse that was about to come out.

He straightened his legs and switched places, placing his left foot over his right and then his right foot over his left: "What good news? News of Japanese spies?"

Shen Liushu scoffed, "What kind of good thing is that? I can go to the Changsanshu Inn to serve wine through connections with a powerful person."

"I'm wondering whether to take you or Xiang Ning."

"In the end, I still think the two of us are better off, so I'll take you."

Are you coming?

Upon hearing the name "Changsan Shuyu," Chen Cha's eyes sharpened, then his gaze gleamed, his face filled with excitement.

He abruptly pulled his legs back and sat up straight.

Damn, Liu Shu is a true bro.

When she heard that he had been chosen, her face lit up with a hint of flattery: "Of course, how could we brothers be the same?"

"That brat Xiang Ning is unreliable."

"Liu Shu, there are some things I'm going to tell you. Just keep them to yourself and don't tell anyone else."

"Xiang Ning has said a lot of bad things about you to me."

Shen Liushu smiled, not responding to Ning's words: "Old Chen, pack your things and come to my house, we'll set off together."

"Okay, okay, let's talk when we meet." Chen Cha hung up the phone with a happy expression.

Finally, I can go to Changsan Academy.

He hummed to himself, "The gentleman there is so beautiful, so beautiful."

No, it's not.

"She's really flamboyant, really flamboyant."

"Men all love a woman who is flamboyant."

He opened the office door, then went to his car and drove away.

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Tang Jia looked around the car from the left and right, and also from the rearview mirror.

About twenty minutes later, after confirming that no one was following him, he opened the door of the black Chevrolet sedan.

A long, slender leg touched the ground first, followed by her delicate body emerging from the car.

They stood there observing once more.

The area around Xinhui Leli was bustling with activity.

Although it was still daytime, it was approaching dusk, and lanterns were lit one by one.

The copper bells on the eaves of the teahouse jingled.

The orange glow of the street filled the air with the aroma of fried stinky tofu, mixed with the sweetness of roasted chestnuts, giving the entire street a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Tang Jia strode forward with her long, beautiful legs, her steps matching the rhythm of "Night Fragrance" drifting from a distant gramophone.

Every step is full of charm.

Before long, we arrived at a tall restaurant and took the elevator up.

"Bang, bang, bang." A coded knocking sound.

One tap, two taps, two taps—that means it's safe.

The door opened, and Guo Jianping smiled: "The target is still the Binbian Xianshu Residence."

Tang Jia didn't exchange pleasantries, but instead took the binoculars from Guo Jianping.

She took a graceful step and moved to the windowsill.

He raised his hand and looked through the binoculars towards the direction of Changsanshuyu.

Before long, a stunningly beautiful face appeared in the camera's view.

Guo Jianping said from the side, "She's very beautiful; most people simply can't resist her."

"Including myself, it's almost impossible to stay focused during a day of observation."

Tang Jia frowned: "The gentlemen of Changsan Shuyu are all exceptionally talented and have undergone rigorous selection and training in enchanting arts."

Every step and every pause is full of charm.

"They specialize in seducing men, so it's normal that you can't resist them."

"I'll test her tonight."

Guo Jianping calmly replied, "The farmhands and aunts around her are not simple people."

"They must be members operating in the shadows."

"We don't know their skill level or what they are good at, so we need to be extra careful."

"On the contrary, the godmother seemed like a normal person, as if she didn't know the man's true identity."

Tang Jia observed carefully the farmhand's hands and the way the aunt and maid walked.

"Indeed, as you say, tonight I will serve tea as a guest."

“If you want something even better, then let’s have some wine. We absolutely must get to know her personally.” The voice was soft. Guo Jianping’s gaze hardened: “Do you need me to provide support from outside with a gun?”

"No need. We don't know if they have any hidden sentries or mobile sentries in the alleys or front alleys."

Be careful.

"This trip is just to observe her; the fewer people, the better."

"You should continue your observation from here."

"Do not get involved in anything that happens."

"Do not act impulsively, this is an order." The voice became more stern.

Guo Jianping nodded in agreement.

Tang Jia put down her binoculars and stared at Guo Jianping: "We must learn from what happened last time."

“You followed me without verifying my identity.”

"That is not being cautious enough."

"We are right under the enemy's nose, so we must be careful."

"Caution and prudence are essential for our survival, and only by surviving can we accomplish more."

"Zhou Lisheng has a deep understanding of strategy and is skilled at it."

"But as long as we are careful enough, we will not be defeated by our compatriots."

"To confront the Japanese, who are even more formidable than the Nationalist government."

"We need to be more meticulous, more cautious, and think things through again and again." The voice was soft and gentle.

Guo Jianping nodded: "Last time, I was indeed a bit impulsive and not careful enough."

"Comrade Wang Yu and I have already made profound self-criticisms to the organization."

"Don't worry, Commander Tang."

"For the glorious cause of the Party, Wang Yu and I will definitely correct our shortcomings and work hard to cooperate with your work."

Tang Jia nodded slightly: "You continue to keep watch here, I'm going to the bookstore to meet this section chief."

After saying that, she strode out of the room and took the elevator down.

Before long, we arrived at Xinhui Leliqian Lane.

Various women in indigo-coated cheongsams lean alluringly against the wall.

Occasionally, she would deliberately take a few steps, flaunting her charm, the silver bracelet on her wrist jingling softly.

Tang Jiamei looked around, trying to figure out who the Japanese spies, sentries, and patrols might be.

Walking about two hundred meters further in, the environment changes.

Along both sides of the bluestone path, Western-style wrought iron lanterns cast dappled shadows.

A courtesan dressed in a brocade cheongsam walked gracefully, her satin embroidered shoes lightly tapping the stone slabs, her smile alluring and trembling.

The female prostitutes here are of a higher class.

She was clearly several levels above the women in the outermost lane.

In the elegant room by the window, Zhou Xuan's "The Wandering Songstress" played on a gramophone.

Tang Jia carefully observed everything.

There's a real reason why those men linger here.

Tang Jia's beauty is completely different from that of the women here.

Several reckless young men inquired about Tang Jia's prices, but Tang Jia smiled and declined.

There was no scolding or provocation.

The sky was dark.

There are many men and women here, but no children.

Tang Jia only felt one thing about Xinhui Leli: extravagance and intimacy.

It wasn't that kind of despicable feeling.

To be the top prostitute in Shanghai is truly extraordinary.

These women are of a certain class; many of them are even former rich girls who have fallen on hard times.

Tang Jia walked through the bustling Xinhui Leli front alley and arrived at the back alley.

The alley behind is 4.9 meters wide, with one building and one door, and a red note pasted on the door.

Upon reaching the eleventh house, one finds a stone-carved gate with a plaque in black lacquer and gold lettering that reads "Binbian Xianshu Residence".

Upon entering the courtyard, several men were wiping the windows, various lamps, tables, chairs, and benches in the living room.

These were not ordinary farmhands; they were also secret agents of the Japanese Special Higher Police.

A plump woman in her forties stepped forward, showing no surprise that Tang Jia was a woman.

It's not uncommon for women to come looking for other women.

With a gentle expression, she said, "This young lady is quite unfamiliar. I wonder which distinguished person recommended her."

(End of this chapter)