Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

Originally, today's "chance encounter" with Zheng Chaoyang was just to have him spread rumors. Now, He Ping'an feels his plan can be taken one step further... Black-skinned Squad Leader!

A ruthless, dark-skinned squad leader is actually a hidden underground party member? He endures humiliation and holds a high position. Although he is far from being a "Mount Emei" (a high-ranking official), he is still a presentable gift for the establishment of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics!

This was also a spur-of-the-moment decision on his own. Since ancient times, money has been able to influence things, especially in the Republic of China government, particularly among the corrupt police.

Look at Yu Zecheng next door, with the Stiepke Law in his left hand and the Golden Buddha Theorem in his right, he's managed to infiltrate the underground party and become a lieutenant colonel and deputy station chief of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics!

Then look at Zheng Chaoyang, whose hands are covered in grease and who has been a squad leader for eight years. I can't bear to look at him, I really can't bear to look at him!

He Ping'an was a typical example of someone who, once in power, would issue orders arbitrarily. He immediately overturned the newly issued mission and devised a plan on the spot. Zheng Chaoyang stood there dumbfounded... In all his years as an undercover agent, he had never seen such a... well... capricious leader!

"You mean, I should go to that bastard's house tonight, kill him openly and honestly! Then tell everyone that he's a Communist Party spy who I accidentally stumbled upon, and that the bastard tried to kill me to silence me, but I killed him instead! Am I right?"

Zheng Chaoyang strongly suspected that the slap he had just received had damaged his ears, otherwise why would he be hallucinating!

"Don't worry, I'll get our comrades to cooperate with you! If all goes well, I'll have to call you Captain Zheng from now on!"

Making grand promises seems to be an innate ability of every leader. No matter what they did before, once they become leaders, the promises they make become incredibly large and perfect!

Zheng Chaoyang had probably never heard of such a promise from his comrade before, so he immediately patted his chest and guaranteed to complete the task. It wasn't that he wanted to be an official; his main concern was that he no longer wanted to serve his superior's concubines like a servant.

Zheng Chaoyang was left to wash the dishes, while He Ping'an and Bai Ling left leisurely.

You asked why Zheng Chaoyang didn't leave? The leader said he kept refreshing the store until it closed at night, and then went straight there; that would be more convincing. Leader He's care for his subordinates is as clear as day!

At Bai Ling's residence, the pretty young woman looked at He Ping'an as if she were meeting him for the first time, her beautiful eyes scanning him up and down.

He Ping'an smiled helplessly, looking at Bai Ling with doting eyes: "What do you want to know? Just say it."

"This is the first time I've ever seen you lie to someone, especially your own comrade. Are you worried that the comrade from earlier might be slacking off on the mission?" She wasn't Zheng Chaoyang; she couldn't see through the flaws in his words.

He Pingan shook his head:

"I really didn't lie to him! Later, I will give the underground party comrade who bought the medicine a record of some of the penicillin purchases, 30 vials of penicillin, and 20 small yellow croakers. He can then pass them on to Zheng Chaoyang!"

Purchase records and medications—if Zheng Chaoyang isn't stupid, he can easily pinpoint that black-skinned dog's identity as a member of the Communist Party. Therefore, Zheng Chaoyang, who killed a Communist, would naturally assume the black-skinned dog's position.

Once Zheng Chaoyang has taken over as company commander and things have stabilized for a while, we'll find an opportunity, under the guise of revenge, to assassinate both Captain Hei Pi and Zheng Chaoyang. The captain will truly die, and Zheng Chaoyang will be wounded!

With twenty small yellow croakers paving the way, Zheng Chaoyang might actually be able to secure the position of detective captain.

He Ping'an explained in detail, but Bai Ling felt increasingly uneasy as she listened, her smooth forehead furrowing into a deep frown.

"Ping An, as you said, Zheng Chaoyang becoming the captain does indeed have many advantages. Not only can he obtain more intelligence, but he can also arrange for other comrades to enter the police station. But what about the twenty small yellow croakers? Won't the comrades have a problem with that?"

The problem is not the quantity, but the inequality!

Bai Ling understood, and He Ping'an, from the future, understood even more clearly. He had already prepared a plan in mind:

"Who said gold bars are given away for free? They have to be returned! Now that Zheng Chaoyang has become the captain of the detective team, even if he doesn't extort money, he'll still get a share of the benefits! Returning twenty small gold bars won't be a problem, and the extra can be confiscated for expenses!"

As for the sentiments of other comrades, before it was due to insufficient funds and conditions! Now, I'm in charge of Beiping, and we have plenty of money. Anyone with such an opportunity can apply!

He Ping'an wasn't exaggerating. Even without the 100 tons of gold he secretly possessed, he was still a true man with tens of thousands of taels of gold in his possession!

"Yes, yes, yes! Who in Beijing doesn't know the illustrious name of Young Master He!" Bai Ling teased with a smile!

Seeing the beautiful young woman trembling with excitement, He Ping'an took the opportunity to put his arm around her slender waist.

"It's getting cold, and this young master urgently needs a maid to warm his bed. Would you like to come, pretty young lady?"

"You scoundrel... ah!"

Don't get me wrong, it's just young people playing around. But engaging in lewd behavior in broad daylight is unacceptable!

As evening fell and darkness descended, He Ping'an left without waiting for Bai Ling to arrive. The plan was simple, but nothing in this world is absolutely safe. He Ping'an felt that since he had the ability, he should protect as many people as possible.

On the overpass, Zheng Chaoyang, who had been washing dishes for half the day, was exhausted and his back ached. He finally waited until the Hui Muslim restaurant closed. He declined the owner's "hard-earned money" and slowly left.

On the other side, He Ping'an handed over the records, medicine, and gold bars to the underground party comrade who had bought the medicine. He instructed him that the package could only be given to Zheng Chaoyang after Zheng Chaoyang had killed the black-skinned squad leader.

At 10 p.m., Zheng Chaoyang walked to the entrance of the alley near the residence of Captain Hei Pi and sat down on the ground.

Having worked under Blackie for many years, Zheng Chaoyang knew his boss all too well. After suffering such a huge loss during the day, he would definitely go to the Eight Great Hutongs to vent his frustrations at night.

"Should I go home now?" Zheng Chaoyang glanced at his watch, trying to calm his agitated emotions. Staying calm is essential for survival in intelligence work, especially with a major show tonight!

Zheng Chaoyang didn't have to wait long before he saw a fat, bloated figure slowly approaching in the distance, illuminated by the moonlight.

"First to enter Xianyang, one becomes king; later to enter Xianyang, one upholds the court..." A hoarse voice rang out, causing He Ping'an, hiding in the shadows, to frown. What kind of thing dares to sing Station Master Wu's exclusive background music?

"Who?" Captain Blackie saw a figure suddenly dart out of the alley and rush towards him. He staggered backward and quickly drew his gun!

"Captain, it's me! Don't shoot!" Zheng Chaoyang emerged from the darkness with a grin, his mouth firing off a machine gun of complaints and self-praise.

"Alright, alright, you did a good job today, I'll remember that! Go back now!"

The dark-skinned captain, who was drenched in a cold sweat, saw that the person who came was Zheng Chaoyang. Thinking of what happened at noon, he barely suppressed his anger and gave a few perfunctory replies.

"Yes...yes, then you'd better remember this! I'm in big trouble today..." Zheng Chaoyang said, stepping aside and gesturing for him to enter.

"...You entered Xianyang first...and who the hell are you?"

The black-skinned squad leader walked past Zheng Chaoyang and into the alley. He hadn't gone more than a few steps when he bumped into a hurried passerby from the opposite direction.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... Sir, it's too dark, I didn't recognize you and offended you. Please, sir, have mercy on me!" the passerby hurriedly apologized.