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

Luo Chengjun agreed with He Ping'an's suggestion to temporarily leave Zheng Chaoyang idle; however, he was not optimistic about the plan to help Zheng Chaoyang continue to climb the ranks.

This is because the Beiping Police Bureau is now under the control of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics...

From the Director-General of the General Bureau down to the directors and deputy directors of various branches in Beiping, as well as the heads of departments, inspectors, political instructors, and other senior positions, all were held by people with Military Intelligence Bureau or Military Intelligence Bureau backgrounds.

Zheng Chaoyang was merely a police academy graduate, specifically from the Japanese occupation period; his background was a major weakness. The position of detective captain of the Fifth Precinct, a powerful section chief within the precinct's armed forces, was given to a lowly policeman with no connections whatsoever!

In fact, this was one of the reasons why he suspected the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics was using Zheng Chaoyang as bait.

It's either/or, partisan politics! This is a long-standing characteristic of the KMT, and He Ping'an is certainly aware of it. With the enemy strong and us weak, there's not much we can do…

It's nothing more than turning the tables on them. What could be more qualified to join the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics than a hero who killed a Communist?

Luo Chengjun still felt uncertain about He Ping'an's plan. As a long-time underground operative and adversary, he knew the Kuomintang's (Military Intelligence Bureau's) modus operandi all too well…

The Warlords!

To infiltrate the core of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, one must kill communists, progressives, and even comrades, leaving them to rot in a pool of blood. Of course, there are exceptions where killing isn't necessary, but those on the periphery who are always on call are useless even if they get in!

The predecessor of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (BIS) was the Military Intelligence Bureau (MIB), which at its peak had 100,000 to 200,000 personnel. (There are several different accounts; this one uses the information from the US intelligence agency.) There were 40,000 to 50,000 officially registered, with the rest being peripheral personnel—essentially low-level informants without pay or supplies.

He Ping'an took it all in stride, even thinking that Lao Luo's worries were completely unnecessary.

"If one dark-skinned squad leader isn't enough, then send more! Besides, we're just opening up Zheng Chaoyang's path to advancement within the police force, not aiming to infiltrate the secret service. It's not a big problem!"

He said it wasn't a big problem, and it really wasn't! I have to thank the spy dramas from my past life; after watching so many, there were bound to be one or two brilliant moments.

"We can easily find some ambitious but unemployed gang members, pretend to recruit them into our organization, and then arrange for Zheng Chaoyang to arrest...and kill them! Hmm...kill as many as possible!"

In He Ping'an's simple values, the reason why the protagonist who infiltrates the enemy in the TV series is repeatedly suspected is because he does not kill anyone!

It's like someone handed you a pistol, unloaded or not, and shot a captured Communist dead in front of everyone. What a joke...

That means he didn't kill enough. If he killed enough and fast enough, the enemy's suspicious gaze would never catch up with him!

A row of "Communist" heads are laid out. If you doubt that I'm a Communist, I'll fucking doubt that you're a traitor to the Communist army!

Luo Chengjun listened, stunned. He truly hadn't considered that such a method could infiltrate the enemy. At first glance, it made sense! But something just felt off, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it…

He Ping'an used an analogy, "You can think of this as... tunnel warfare. The upper level of the tunnel is used to confuse and draw enemy fire, while the comrades operate in the lower level, hiding themselves!"

"Hmm...it's good, but it's too much work. We're not a base here, we don't have any popular support. If we want to build tunnels, we'll have to spend real money to hire people!" Mentioning money, Luo Chengjun's face darkened again, and his tone became sarcastic.

"Hmph...Speaking of which, Captain He, you're quite generous...20 gold bars, how extravagant! That's enough to buy my old life!"

It's no wonder Luo Chengjun was so sour! He only controlled the funds for the underground Communist Party in Beiping. How much money could the Communist Party possibly have?

He Ping'an was different; he was self-sufficient. Crucially, the central government granted him special permission to use all the spoils for business, without having to hand them over to Luo Chengjun. Naturally, he was financially secure!

"Old Luo, aren't you ashamed of yourself for talking such sour things all day? It's just funding... In a couple of days, I'll give you a big windfall. Let you, the third wheel, have your fun being a rich landlord!"

"It's done!"

Luo Chengjun was very clear about He Ping'an's penicillin plan and had a rough estimate of the profits. If the plan succeeded, he, as the Party Secretary, could indeed earn more income.

With money to be made and in a good mood, he generously ignored He Ping'an's sarcasm.

He Ping'an nodded and said seriously:

"Well, I'm ripping off the drug dealers in Beiping, while you're blocking the external channels. The price of penicillin has skyrocketed again these past few days. The wealthy merchants who haven't been able to get their supplies are getting anxious! They've already started trying to contact our comrades in Tianjin, hoping to delay them for another two days..."

"Hey He Ping'an! Congratulations on your fortune!"

It was just a simple compliment, but He Ping'an felt that Luo Chengjun was up to no good. "You'll get rich! Your whole family will get rich!"

"You, Lao Luo, are just a lowly underground party secretary in Beiping, a nobody, yet you dare to speak like a brigade commander? Have you no shame?"

Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately began to curse:

"What brigade commander? What does getting rich have to do with being a brigade commander? And He Ping'an, I congratulate you on getting rich, and you dare to curse me? Even if I'm just a nobody, I still have jurisdiction over you!"

Bai Ling, who was outside, heard the commotion clearly. It was all cursing, nothing work-related, so she immediately pushed open the door and went in.

"Ling'er, this really isn't my fault, it's Lao Luo's fault! He's jealous of how much money I'm making, that's why he's taking it out on me!"

"fart……"

Since Bai Ling was involved, it could only be a family matter. Family matters need a judge. He Ping'an felt that Luo Chengjun was an elder, and he might suffer a loss if things went wrong, so he preemptively accused Luo Chengjun. This angered Luo Chengjun, who was panting heavily.

If He Pingan had said this in the past, Bai Ling would have believed him without a doubt.

Like Lou Xiaohui, she felt that He Ping'an was kind but somewhat naive. Given her Uncle Luo's domineering nature, he might just pull another "abuse of power" stunt!

But now… after these past few days of “intimate” interaction, especially after watching the traditional opera in the courtyard this morning… she might have really wronged her uncle before.

A pair of beautiful, big eyes stared suspiciously at He Ping'an, blinking repeatedly!

Even the wisest can make a mistake. He Ping'an shook his head with a wry smile. He'd been exposed too early! It was all Luo Chengjun's fault; otherwise, last night…

Some people were feeling unwell, while others were happy! Luo Chengjun had stopped panting and was happily drinking his tea!

Having suffered a loss in silence, He Ping'an decisively changed the subject, shook hands with Luo Chengjun, and discussed specific plans. Bai Ling, as a communications officer and secretary, was qualified to listen in.

He Ping'an will continue to oversee his penicillin supply chain and will personally negotiate with the wealthy businessman in a few days. Luo Chengjun, on the other hand, will look for a suitable "scapegoat" to mark, and will immediately launch an intelligence "tunnel warfare" operation as soon as He Ping'an's funds arrive.

As for the specific time for the negotiations, He Ping'an didn't say... We'll have to wait for the right time!