Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Su Wanjia used to listen to Yu Aizhen and the others tell dirty jokes, and occasionally she would go to nightclubs to dance and see the glamorous world.

I'm usually busy with work and social engagements, so I don't really think about this kind of thing.

But after all, she's a girl in her early twenties, and she has those dreamy moments a few times a month, especially after that annoying Wang Xuesen came along, always kissing or touching her.

People aren't made of clay.

Su Wanjia felt weak and numb, and became even more diligent in taking baths and changing clothes.

At this moment, Wang Xuesen's masculine and intense hormonal aura wafted over her, making Su Wanjia feel slightly tipsy and dizzy, as if she had been drinking.

All his excellent martial arts skills were rendered useless, and he couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Wan'er!"

Wang Xuesen called her name easily.

Su Wanjia's heart softened inexplicably, and she felt dizzy, letting him kiss her red lips.

Ha ha.

Women really are made of water.

When the right atmosphere is created, nothing is impossible.

The two were being affectionate.

Jingle Bell!

the phone is ringing.

The piercing ringtone instantly snapped Su Wanjia back to reality.

"what!"

She screamed, shoved Wang Xuesen off her, and slapped him across the face.

Then, like a rabbit, she grabbed her nightgown, which had somehow been taken off, and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Damn it!

Just a tiny bit more, a tiny bit more, and I could have verified whether it was true or false, adding a new experience to my "life experience".

That stupid phone call—why does it have to come at the wrong time of day!

Wang Xuesen jumped out of bed, pulled up his pants with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other, angrily asking, "Who is it?"

"Oh, Director Ding."

"Yes, yes."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Please get some rest."

It was a call from Dingmo Village.

Fang Changshun has been found; he was hidden in a bungalow in Zhabei by a member of the Green Gang named Zhang Laosan.

Wang Xuesen hung up the phone and knocked on the bathroom door: "Wan'er!"

Su Wanjia is taking a shower.

All she wanted to do now was wash away the smell from her body.

I did a quick check, and thank goodness, everything is fine.

I almost lost my virginity.

This guy has the face she hates most in the world.

The thought of Wang Ershao's despicable act of trying to drug her and being caught red-handed made Su Wanjia grit her teeth in hatred.

She'd rather be a nun for the rest of her life.

I would never associate with someone named "Wang Xuesen".

What frustrated Su Wanjia even more was that she clearly loathed this face, so how come it had just... Ugh, so annoying.

I'm so angry!

"Wanjia, Miss Su, there's news about Mr. Fang," Wang Xuesen said lazily, leaning against the door.

Wang Xuesen, what a villain!

Just wait and see if I blow you up or not.

With work as her top priority, Su Wanjia changed into her pajamas and came out completely covered up.

"Speak quickly." She glared at Wang Xuesen resentfully.

"No rush, let me brush my teeth first, otherwise you'll complain that I smell like a country bumpkin again." Wang Xuesen winked and grinned mischievously.

"You!" Su Wanjia blushed all the way to her neck, her teeth almost grinding to powder.

Hygiene is still important.

After washing up, Wang Xuesen exhaled a breath, and wow, his breath smelled delicious.

Back in the bedroom.

Su Wanjia's face was icy cold as she held an American-made hand grenade aloft.

Wang Xuesen was startled: "No, grandma, what are you doing? This thing can kill people."

"From now on, if you dare to bully me at home again, we'll both die." Su Wanjia was going all out; she wasn't going to bully me like that.

"Who bullied you?"

"You were the one who hit me just now!"

"Besides, it takes two to tango. These things are all consensual. If you don't agree, what can I do?" Wang Xuesen said, feeling more wronged than Dou E.

"You..." Su Wanjia wanted to retort, but found that she couldn't find a single word to say.

Tonight I'm definitely going to be possessed by a ghost!

That was all she could think.

"never mind."

"Then let's make a deal: from now on, you're not allowed to... touch me again."

"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Su Wanjia held up a grenade and coldly warned him.

"Okay, okay, can you put this thing away first?" Wang Xuesen was genuinely afraid of her.

"Where is he?" Su Wanjia asked.

Wang Xuesen wrote down an address for her: "Doesn't Mr. Fang have a registered office in the French Concession? Call Dad right away."

"The police station is in cahoots with Li Shiqun. It would be best to have the French Concession Municipal Council request assistance from the Japanese in enforcing the law."

At present, the Pacific War has not yet broken out. The Japanese are infiltrating and squeezing the concessions, but still maintaining a facade of diplomatic friendliness.

Moreover, the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Embassy have always promoted goodwill and co-prosperity. This kidnapping incident, which occurred in Japanese-occupied territory, has a terrible impact and is very detrimental to the false image that Japan has created.

"With so many Japanese influence, who should we turn to?" Su Wanjia instinctively looked at Wang Xuesen.

When this guy talks about serious matters, his deep and wise demeanor gives people a very reassuring sense of security; he doesn't seem like the same person at all.

Su Wanjia, who originally intended to "lead" Wang Xuesen, inexplicably found herself "being led".

"The backers of No. 76 are the Mei Agency and the Army General Staff, so the Military Police and the Special Higher Police of the Mei Agency are not to be touched."

"Diplomatic incidents are managed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"I remember there was a power conflict between the Iwai Residence, the intelligence agency of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs consulate, and the Ume Agency. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"Let's find Eiichi Iwai."

"Hurry up."

"With the Japanese exerting pressure, even if Li Shiqun realizes what's happening, he'll have no choice but to suffer in silence."

Wang Xuesen frowned and quickly offered the best solution.

He recommended the Iwai Mansion for another reason: historically, Iwai Eiichi's deputy, Yuan Shu, was a "red vote" (a term used to refer to pro-government figures) and was the main person in charge of daily tasks and execution.

Yuan Shu would probably not mind lending a helping hand to a patriotic businessman like Fang Changshun.

Su Wanjia thought for a moment and didn't seem to have any better options: "Okay, I'll call... my dad right now."

"So stingy, having to be so particular," Wang Xuesen complained from the side.

Su Wanjia rolled her eyes at him and dialed the number.

……

Number 76, family quarters.

Ye Jiqing smelled wonderful after his bath and glanced at Li Shiqun, who was reading the newspaper on the bed.

He was reading the "Da Mei Evening News" published in the foreign concession.

"These rats just hide in the corners of the concession and keep making a racket!"

"Heh, you dare call me an executioner?"

"Do they really think that just because they're hiding on American soil, I can't touch them?"

Li Shiqun put down the newspaper and chuckled dismissively.

"Lots of people criticize you, but who do they think they are?"

"Besides, if Wang Jingwei and Zhou Fohai aren't in a hurry, why should we be?"

"However, from what Yang Shuhui said, it seems that the higher-ups intend to target the propaganda department. None of the people at Da Mei Evening News will be able to escape."

While applying face cream, Ye Jiqing admired the pure gold pony on the tea table.

She clicked her tongue.

"Shiqun, what do you think Wang Xuesen and his wife mean?"

"Giving a gift is fine, but why include a copy of 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' in it? It's really baffling."

……