Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

Wang Xuesen returned to his office, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Taking over Tang Huimin's matter would indeed allow me to contact Tang Zengyang, which would be beneficial to the plan, but it would also increase the risk of exposing myself.

Fortunately, I stopped myself in time from revealing the plan to Ding Mocun.

Otherwise, if Tang Zengyang escapes Shanghai, he will become the prime suspect.

Therefore, this was not a deliberate test by Ding Mocun. The inspection at the welcoming banquet was just a routine matter. The one who was truly on guard and monitoring him all along was Li Shiqun.

There's also good news.

He had just seen the red-book document issued by the Japanese Mei Agency on Ding Mocun's desk.

This is a highly confidential document.

In other words, Ding Mocun still firmly holds the key power. If he can replace Mao Ziming, even if Li Shiqun is very wary, he will still have the opportunity to steal important intelligence.

Mao Ziming, a foolish opponent.

Ding Mocun was greedy and stingy, and Mao Ziming, that idiot, actually tried to take money out of his pocket.

This guy won't last long.

Well, it would be best to arrange a special meal for him, even if it's not "peanuts," he should still be locked up for life.

Haha, Wang Xuesen was also petty and held grudges.

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Pharmacy clinic.

"The boss agreed."

"These are lines of poetry given by Chen Bulei; they were exchanged privately between him and Tang Zengyang."

"Also, we've found an informant for the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS)."

"What are your next plans, Wang Xuesen?"

Du Song adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and asked in a deep voice.

"Regarding the matter of passing on the message, Xuesen said to hold things steady for now, as he is preparing some things to deal with Li Shiqun."

"If we don't expand on this, the plan will become very complicated."

"In addition, he said that you should arrange for the Military Intelligence Bureau to make preparations for the meeting. In case Li Shiqun does not let his guard down, you should find a way to forcibly take Mr. Tang away by water."

"In short, the boss has stepped in, and Tang Zengyang has to go to the mountain city."

Wanjia relayed Wang Xuesen's words verbatim.

"You guys have really messed up this time."

"If the Military Intelligence Bureau needs to kidnap people, what kind of plan is that? I could come up with any of those!" Du Song said angrily.

"Isn't this a last resort?"

"We have to trust Xuesen."

"Old Du, it will succeed. As long as Tang goes to Chongqing, the boss will have face with the Chairman, which will be a great achievement," Su Wanjia comforted him.

"You guys!"

"That's utter nonsense. I'm warning you, I hope his bullshit plan works."

"The new district chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau is no pushover."

"By then, before the other people are even sent away, I'll be sent away by my own people first."

Du Song breathed heavily.

"Okay, okay."

"Old Du, Xue Sen said he read your fortune. He said you're destined for a long life, you'll live to ninety-nine," Su Wanjia said playfully, sticking out her tongue.

"You've been brainwashed by him."

"That Wang Xuesen, I think he's a scourge."

"Okay."

"I've already packed my things. As soon as the boss gives the order, I'm out of here."

"You'd better watch yourselves."

Old Du glared at her and said speechlessly.

……

5:30 p.m.

Wang Xuesen glanced at his watch and clocked out.

Damn it.

The seesaw didn't move.

Let's keep waiting.

back home.

Xiaomin is back. She brought steamed corn on the cob, a porridge-like consistency, and served it with pickled vegetables and salted duck eggs.

Well, even the salted meat is gone.

"Where is Madam?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"He probably went to play cards. He went out at noon and hasn't come back yet," Xiaomin replied.

"Alright."

"Then let's eat." Wang Xuesen rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands.

"No, that's not appropriate. I'm a servant," Xiaomin said, bowing her head.

"nonsense."

"There's no distinction between superior and inferior, sit down."

"Let's eat together. Why aren't you even listening to your husband?"

Wang Xuesen pulled out a chair for her and asked with a smile.

"All right."

Xiaomin held the bowl, shyly lowering her head as she chewed slowly.

"I saw you reading the newspaper last time. Do you know how to read?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"Um."

"I went to primary school before, but my family couldn't afford it, so I stopped," Xiaomin said shyly.

"I saw you wiping away tears in the garden that day. Is there something wrong at home?" Wang Xuesen served her some porridge and chatted with her about everyday things in a friendly manner.

"I, I..." Xiaomin lowered her head even further.

"It's alright, go ahead and tell me."

"I might leave here any day, and then you won't have the chance to confide in anyone," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

"My dad was repairing a warehouse for the Japanese when he broke his leg."

"My family can't afford medical treatment."

"In this sweltering heat, the herbal poultices have become infested with maggots. The doctor said that if this continues, I'll become crippled," Xiaomin said, her eyes reddening.

"This little bit of money..." Wang Xuesen took out his wallet, somewhat embarrassed, with only a dozen or so yuan.

"Sir, it's no use."

"The doctor said that there are no medicines available in the clinic right now; the Japanese are very strict about it."

"My dad's leg will rot until it has to be amputated sooner or later."

As Xiaomin spoke, tears streamed down her face.

"Yes, this is quite troublesome."

"I'll contact the hospital for you, but whether it works out depends on luck."

Wang Xuesen thought for a moment and said.

Clerk No. 76 has a designated hospital for treatment.

They could use their status as informants on the outskirts of Linzhijiang to send him for treatment.

However, the military police officer on duty in Shibuya will verify this.

Of course, it wasn't anything too difficult to resolve; it simply required Linzhijiang to issue a certificate and to add a record to the brigade's fieldwork expenses.

"Thank you, sir." Xiao Min was extremely grateful.

"It's alright," Wang Xuesen said with a smile.

Xiaomin felt extremely guilty.

The gentleman is such a kind person.

But he was Li Shiqun's informant, monitoring him.

Hey!

"Tick-tock, tick-tock."

The crisp sound of high heels rang out from outside.

Su Wanjia swayed her hips as she walked in, standing by the entrance to take off her high heels and change her shoes. Her long, slender, snow-white legs, visible through the slit of her cheongsam, were extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Wan'er, have you had dinner yet?" Wang Xuesen called out to her.

"Need not."

Su Wanjia pretended to still be in a cold war, and went upstairs with a long face.

"Xiaomin, it's okay, don't worry."

Wang Xuesen gently comforted Xiaomin and then went upstairs.

Liu Xiaomin felt increasingly distressed.

Why are good people in this world always unlucky?

Such a good man, he suffers grievances at work and is now being neglected by his wife.

Thinking of this, her eyes reddened again.

We went upstairs.

Wang Xuesen closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Su Wanjia was about to take off her stockings when she was startled and quickly put her skirt down: "You're like a cat, you scared me."

"How is it?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"The boss has made his move; Chen Bulei's poem and the Central Bureau of Investigation's 'bait' are both in hand."

"Old Du is asking you, is he finding a channel to transfer it to the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS), or do you have other plans?"

Su Wanjia sat down at the dressing table and took off her pearl earrings.

"Wait a little longer."

"If there's still no movement by tomorrow, we'll have to resort to the contingency plan."

"In short, no matter how difficult the situation is, we should try to stay far away from anything involving No. 76 and avoid getting involved ourselves."

A gleam of wisdom shone in Wang Xuesen's eyes.

Su Wanjia admired him when he was serious; he was exceptionally charming. She watched as Xue Sen nodded obediently repeatedly.

"I know we're in this together; if either of us is exposed, the other will be implicated."

"Are you sure Tang Huimin and Ye Jiqing will definitely argue about the child?"

"Isn't that too far-fetched?"

"This is the time when Tang Huimin is under the most pressure. At this time, if there is even the slightest spark, he will explode like a powder keg."

"Besides, I can't get up there unless I push him out."

"Without access to core intelligence, I'm just a useless pawn. The situation in the War of Resistance against Japan is dire, and the boss won't give me that much time and opportunity."

Wang Xuesen sighed softly.

He dared to gamble like this because he had some historical knowledge from his previous life.

Of course, these things can't be said outright.

It can only be attributed to metaphysics and gambling with one's life.

"Okay, Lao Du has already packed it all up."

"I'm going to stick with you through thick and thin, no matter what."

"But if you lose the bet, I'll really have no choice but to 'divorce' you and we'll go our separate ways."

"Don't blame me for being heartless then."

Su Wanjia teased him with a smile.

No, it won't.

"Just for a beauty like you, I have to win." Wang Xuesen winked and grinned mischievously.

"here we go again!"

"Go and get ready. I need to rest and catch my breath before meeting my parents," Su Wanjia said.

"Need not."

"Ding Mocun is not easy to fool. It won't be a problem to delay it for a day or two."

"Just say you're still angry and don't want me to see my parents."

"Come here, let me massage your legs."

Wang Xuesen moved a stool and sat down next to her.

"No, I haven't showered yet." Su Wanjia's pretty face flushed red.

"I don't mind!" Wang Xuesen knew she had a hard time, so without saying a word, he held her ankle and gently massaged it on his leg.

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