The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 278 Mr. Shuyu, the kind old man
Miao Yu opened Sato Kaede's file.

Hamami Hatsune, the head of the secret police station, died on March 26, 1937.

Cause of death: While tracking Hamaha Hatsuyuki, a four-centimeter embroidery needle was inserted between her eyebrows.

Miao Yu narrowed her phoenix eyes upon seeing this.

Next, look up at Sato Kaede's resume.

This is an exceptionally skilled intelligence officer.

From this incident, we learned that, firstly, Hamaha Hatsuyuki possessed a needle-spitting ability that could kill directly.

We must be on guard.

Secondly, Hamaha Hatsuyuki is extremely domineering, showing no respect even when her compatriots follow her.

This includes knowing full well that it was General Doihara who arranged for people to monitor her.

She continued to act recklessly.

He was very murderous and had a lot of courage.

Thirdly, perhaps Hamaha Hatsuyuki had something very important to do on the night of March 26th.

It was so important that she felt Sato Kaede was in the way.

March 26th? That was when Dai Li was in Shanghai.

Miao Yu put Sato Kaede's information into the file, and then picked up another file.

Her hands were fair and delicate, and her movements were nimble and efficient.

Open the file.

The file states: March 27, 1937, assassination attempt on Dai Li.

Look closely.

The plan is written in great detail.

Chen Mo and Su Yao disguised themselves as a married couple and sneaked into the mansion. Invitations and forged documents were already prepared.

Lin Yu carried small bombs and placed them unnoticed in the corners of the surrounding area and under vehicles.

Zhao Gang watched Chen Mo and Su Yao from a distant pavilion.

Once they spot Dai Li, Zhao Gang will signal Lin Yu.

Upon receiving the signal, Lin Yu immediately detonated the bomb, causing panic.

Chen Mo and Su Yao seized the opportunity amidst the chaos to kill Dai Li.

After giving the signal, Zhao Gang quickly went downstairs, drove to the side gate of the mansion, and waited.

After detonating the bomb, Lin Yu went to the side door to meet Zhao Gang and got into the car to wait.

After the bomb went off, Chen Mo and Su Yao could only stay for five minutes.

Whether you succeed or not, just quit. Once you've passed five points, there's no more chance of success.

When Zhao Gang parked his car at the side door, it was probably about three minutes after the bomb went off.

Wait two minutes at the side door. If Chen Mo and Su Yao haven't gotten in the car, leave without hesitation.

This was the assassination plan.

This plan is so perfect, it doesn't seem like acting.

Hamaha Hatsune went there with the intention of assassinating Dai Li.

Miao Yu fell silent, lost in thought.

Hamaha Hatsuyuki must be that undercover agent; that's my intuition.

But why would they actually kill Dai Li?

Although Dai Li didn't die, he was indeed shot.

How to explain this?
With questions in mind, Miao Yu put the documents into a file folder.

Walk out of the archives room.

Soon we arrived at the car; it was getting dark.

She got into the car, preparing to head to Xinhui Leli, where she wanted to have a private talk with Binbo Chuzhi.

Let's learn about this woman.

After getting on the bus, I saw a woman with a ripped buttocks through the window.

Walking with a wiggle of their hips.

Li Caidan.

Miao Yu recalled Li Caidan's information.

223 in "365 in Total".

Shen Liushu had helped her and gotten close to her before.

Shen Liushu helped Director Wei examine the gunshot wound last time.

Did Shen Liushu initially intend to infiltrate the Special Higher Police through her?
Will she be turned to the side by Shen Liushu?

Thinking of that man's muscular build, it's possible.

Probably.

Women are women after all; they will always fall for men.

Li Caidan's wiggling buttocks clearly indicate she's not a good person.

Shen Liushu is very good at handling this.

Miao Yu didn't rush to drive to Xinhui Leli.

Instead, he climbed out of the car.

Four elite agents were assigned to observe Li Caidan in shifts, day and night.

Everything must be recorded.

Li Caidan saw a woman get out of a car out of the corner of her eye.

Narrow back, slender waist, thin and light, with a prominent buttocks.

Miao Yu!

That incredibly slender waist was clearly Miao Yu's.

Miao Yu is now a leader.

Would she become suspicious of her? Li Caidan stopped walking and stood still.

He pondered it to himself.

Miao Yu is very capable. She infiltrated the head of the Statistics Bureau for two years without ever giving herself away.

This kind of carefulness is very rare.

She began to doubt herself!

Li Caidan has great faith in her intuition.

The task assigned to me by Shen Liushu must be completed carefully.

It's alright that they were only inquiring about the old woman, not rescuing her.

Miao Yu sent people to follow him; all he needed to do was create more trouble to confuse them.

It's okay if you don't know your true purpose.

He'd already made a mistake once as a spy, so he was lucky this time.

There can't be a next time.

Shen Liushu had already discovered her true identity and chose to get close to her.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be dead by now.

Ultimately, Shen Lang showed compassion and took responsibility for himself, so he took him under his wing.

The Japanese Special Higher Police (TPT) doesn't have people like that.

This place is full of people loyal to the Emperor.

If discovered, there is only one way out: death.

As a spy, there can be no mistakes; a mistake means death.

She gently clenched her jade-like hands, twisted her explosive hips, and continued forward.

In the darkness of night, a long shadow stretched out, swaying and undulating.

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In Xinhui Leli, the fifteenth room in the alley, there is a stone gate with a black lacquered plaque in gold that reads "Huiran Xianju".

This is the residence of Mr. Hui Ran, the most famous Mr. Changsan in Shanghai.

Inside the room, Hui Ran Lao Jiu was putting on makeup.

Today, Mr. Du arranged for an acquaintance to serve drinks at Binbo Chuzhi's place.

The arrangement was made by two acquaintances.

Binbo Chuzhi accompanied one person, while another Mr. Du invited Huiran Laojiu to sit and drink with them.

They're all guests anyway.

Hui Ran Lao Jiu didn't mind and agreed, after all, Mr. Du was very famous in Shanghai.

His friends must be quite good too.

Hui Ran Lao Jiu is the most successful at making money among the twenty-four gentlemen.

The interior is very luxurious.

The furniture is decorated with dragon heads and tails, covered with golden dragon scales.

She wasn't as aloof as Hamaha Hatsuyuki.

Hui Ran Lao Jiu believed that among the twenty-four gentlemen, Bin Bo Chu Zhi was the most beautiful, and she herself had the best figure.

Looking at myself in the mirror.

I admire it very much.

Simply perfect.

Every man feels that urge when he sees his own body.

As long as you stay suspended, money will come.

The white flesh on the body, if spread evenly, resembles a bucket; if spread haphazardly, it becomes ugly.

One type, however, is exquisitely crafted, with ample quantity in every appropriate place.

In places where it shouldn't be, they cut corners and skimped on the quantity.

Full, firm, fair, and plump buttocks.

A deadly slim waist and a tight, flat stomach.

Her figure is amazing!

Hui Ran, the ninth sister, is deeply versed in the ways of romance. Every move she makes, every frown and smile, is captivating.

Coupled with that stunningly beautiful face, which man could resist her charm?

There was also a soft, murmuring voice, as if it were drawing blood from the marrow.

Looking at the clock with its gold trim, I went out to have tea with the old man in charge.

The person Mr. Du arranged will arrive a little later.

Not urgent.

Even if the customer arrives, deliberately making them wait can actually be very beneficial.

The more unattainable something is for a man, the more he waits for it, the more he loves and cherishes it.

My own body is the devil.

Women are a powerful weapon in themselves, and their charm and allure make that weapon even sharper.

Hui Ran Lao Jiu walked in with a smile: "Boss Huang, I specially dressed up to see you."

"It's a little late."

Every step she takes is graceful and elegant.

His eyes sparkled with deep affection.

Mr. Huang abruptly put down the tea he was holding.

His palms clenched slightly, and his eyes shone with a light, his former calm gone.

He chuckled and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

(End of this chapter)