Espionage codename: Shen Gongbao

I'm currently reading Chapter Ninety-Three, "Even Between Brothers, Accounts Should Be Settled Clearly," and I'm completely engrossed in it.

Number 76, Intelligence Office.

Chen Mingchu was having tea and chatting with Hu Junhe.

After betraying the entire Military Intelligence Bureau, Chen Mingchu was relentlessly pursued by the Bureau in Shanghai. He then requested a transfer to Nanjing, where he became the deputy head of the 76th District, living a very low-key and secluded life.

Li Shiqun has now abolished the four-hall system and replaced it with a transitional four-room system.

Chen Mingchu, who was well-versed in the operation of the Military Intelligence Bureau, was appointed as the head of the First Division, specifically responsible for actions against the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Old Chen, tell me, how many people in the building are eyeing the position of section chief? Quite a few have bribed Ye Jiqing, but the director insisted that it had to be you."

"He values ​​you highly."

Hu Junhe looked on with envy.

"Brother Hu, please don't make fun of me."

"I come from the Military Intelligence Bureau."

"Your brother and the director used to be in the same Special Branch. Everyone knows you're the director's shadow and protector," Chen Mingchu said politely, offering a few words of flattery.

"What a load of rubbish."

"To be honest, brother, I'm just a hard-working man with a tough life."

"You know the director just started a new company called Yongxinglong, right?"

Hu Junhe glanced outside and said in a low voice.

"I just arrived, I haven't heard of it." Chen Mingchu had heard about it, but deliberately pretended to be confused.

"It was established not long ago. It was nominally registered under the Su family by Wang Xuesen, but the actual person in charge was Ye Jiqing."

"All of the director's most lucrative businesses are with Yongxinglong."

Hu Junhe beckoned, and when Chen Mingchu came closer, he cupped the plate in one hand in a trumpet shape.

"Hehe, Director's company should at least have a share in it, right?" Chen Mingchu sat back down and chuckled dryly.

Hu Junhe slapped his thigh, his eyes suddenly turning cold: "What a load of rubbish!"

"Wu Sibao, Yu Aizhen, and Yang Jie embezzled it all. They're practically family; I was just a handyman."

"High-risk, life-threatening jobs are all done here."

"Well done, verbal praise."

"If it's not done well, I'm responsible for all the blame."

"Some time ago, a liaison point of the Military Intelligence Bureau was doing a very thorough job of intelligence work. Yang Jie was afraid of dying, so he deliberately delayed and let the person escape. Then he turned around and blamed me, saying that it was my fault for not having adequate intelligence."

"He's Ye Jiqing's younger brother, what can I do? I have to take the blame for everything."

"The key is that they live a life of luxury, partying every night, and own Swiss brand watches worth tens of thousands of dollars. They can buy apartments for their mistresses without batting an eye."

"What do we have? With this meager salary, we can't even feed our wife and kids."

"This is Shanghai, where every inch of land is incredibly valuable, not Lanzhou. You could eat a big leg of lamb for half a month here."

"Why!"

"Old Hu, let's not think about anything else, let's just get to work." Chen Mingchu knew what he was thinking and smiled as he advised him.

Hu Junhe refilled his teacup, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, you still don't understand what I mean."

"To get promoted and make money in this building, you need connections and influence; just working hard with your head down won't get you anywhere."

"Have you thought about it? Tang Huimin is gone, and Ding Mocun will be out of here sooner or later. Once the director takes a high position, this building will need at least one deputy director, right?"

"Ye Jiqing will definitely push Yang Jie forward."

At this point, he tapped his index finger heavily on the coffee table: "At our age, you wouldn't want some young punk or a roughneck like Wu Sibao riding on your heads, would you?"

"Understood."

"Don't worry, if we're really going to elect a deputy director, I'll definitely vote for you, brother," Chen Mingchu declared, patting his chest.

"Then I thank you very much, brother." Hu Junhe was overjoyed and cupped his hands in thanks.

To outsiders, he was Li Shiqun's confidant.

In reality, Li Shiqun only used him as a spearhead and a battering ram; Hu Junhe only had the power to execute orders, not the power to make decisions.

Li Shiqun had absolute control over money, guns, and government positions.

Especially when it comes to matters of interest and important matters, Li Shiqun would even send people to monitor and follow him.

When Yongxinglong Company was established, Hu Junhe realized he had no share in it.

Compared to Wu Sibao, Yang Jie, and Ma Xiaotian, who were his close associates, he was nothing more than a lackey in Li's eyes, someone who could only talk and do menial and hard work.

Hu Junhe has recently been secretly working in the Panmei government and military police strongholds. If he can become the deputy director and gain some real power, he can still make a profit even if Li Shiqun doesn't share the spoils.

Wang Xuesen tasted success last time when he sold that batch of opium.

Since Lao Li took the lead in starting the company and is living a life of luxury, he doesn't get a share.

Then the only option is to establish our own independent entity.

Are kings and nobles born with special privileges? We all came from special programs, so there's no reason for us to be inferior to others.

It just so happens that Chen Mingchu is a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau who has no connections with either side.

If they could join forces with me, they would have a place within 76.

As they were talking, Wu Sibao led Mao Liying over.

Hu Junhe, with his sharp eyes, quickly called out, "Sibao, what's going on?"

"Oh, this is the person in charge of the Women's Liaison Association. The director asked me to bring this back and give it to Xuesen."

As the head of intelligence, Hu Junhe certainly knew Mao Liying.

His eyes lit up, and he realized that his opportunity had arrived.

Mao Liying organized a charity performance to raise funds, but her past has been tainted, with the 76th gang repeatedly making "death threats" against her.

Li Shiqun must have invited her here at this time because he possessed information that she herself did not know.

If the truth can be uncovered, it can be considered a meritorious service.

But it's actually a "gold mine," and who knows, someone might just spit out some gold.

Sometimes information is money.

This is also why Hu Junhe has been unwilling to let go.

"Why give it to Xuesen?"

He pulled Wu Sibao aside and whispered:

"What kind of information can he possibly extract from a refined person who feels nauseous at the slightest smell?"

"This woman might just be a red ticket."

"Hand it over to him, ask him a couple of questions, and then let him go. Can you take responsibility for that?"

"Leave it to me."

"I'll make sure you ask clearly."

"This..." Wu Sibao was stunned.

Li Shiqun only instructed him to hand the person over to Wang Xuesen, but he was vague about the specific reason.

"We're brothers, don't you even trust me?"

"Don't worry, Xuesen, I'll talk to him about it later. If we find out anything, you'll get a share of the credit."

Hu Junhe smiled slickly.

"All right."

"It's up to you now." Wu Sibao glanced coldly at Mao Liying, then turned and left.

"Old Chen, I have something to do, so I can't keep you company any longer," Hu Junhe said to Chen Mingchu.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your thing."

Chen Mingchu walked away with his hands behind his back, swaggering away.

"Ms. Mao, let's go." Hu Junhe gave a sinister smile, waved his hand, and an intelligence officer in the hallway stepped forward, grabbed Mao Liying, and dragged her towards the interrogation room.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, I know Mayor Fu..."

In the corridor, only Mao Liying's angry rebuke remained.

trial room.

Ma Laosan and several of his buddies were smoking.

Every time Wang Xuesen came, he would bring two packs of high-quality cigarettes, which were spicy and strong. He would tear off the packaging, make loose cigarettes, and put them on a plate for everyone to smoke as they pleased.

Not only that, sometimes when working overtime at night, he would secretly pay for extra meals for everyone from Chef Lü in the cafeteria.

Old Lu is as lazy as a ghost.

Steamed buns, rice, and side dishes can be served in various ways.

But Director Wang was well-liked, and Lao Lü only recognized him. When it came to the canteen, Wang Xuesen's words carried more weight than Director Li's.

As for wages and bonuses, forget about them.

Ye Jiqing kept the money to himself, but Wang Xuesen privately gave the brothers a lot of money for tea and drinks.

The key person, Director Wang, doesn't cause trouble and avoids working overtime whenever possible, so everyone is relaxed and doesn't feel much pressure.

Compared to Hu Junhe, who would find something even when there was nothing wrong during interrogation, this was a period of heavy sentences and constantly changing methods.

Nowadays, interrogation rooms are truly lucrative and desirable jobs.

"Old Ma!"

"We've got a job." Hu Junhe walked in, waved his hand, and immediately his men pushed Mao Liying into the electric chair.

"Director Hu, this is..." Ma Laosan asked.

"This woman might be a red ticket; I need to interrogate her," Hu Junhe said.

"Did Director Hu send a letter?"

"Director Li or Director Wang?" Old Ma asked, bowing.

"Ha, Old Ma, I've only been away from the interrogation room for a short time, and the director has become a section chief."

"What's wrong? Does my word, as the old director and old buddy, no longer carry weight?"

Hu Junhe's face fell, and he glanced at her coldly.

"no."

"Previously, Lin Zhijiang and Wang Tianmu would monopolize the interrogation room. Didn't the director establish rules this time with the reform?"

"A letter signed by him or Director Wang is required to use the interrogation room."

"Without the inscription, I can't resort to torture."

Ma Laosan flattered him with a fawning smile.

"You bastard!"

"You've got some nerve, daring to boss me around!"

Hu Junhe, intending to assert his authority through his age, raised his hand and slapped Ma Laosan.

We need to teach these bastards a lesson they won't forget.

If I can no longer use the interrogation room privately, won't that cut off a source of income?

That slap was extremely hard.

Old Ma received a solid slap, his face bearing five finger marks, and cried out in pain, "Director Hu, how could I dare to order you around..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Junhe pointed at him and scolded, "Listen to me carefully, if it weren't for me, you would have been nothing more than a pig butcher."

"If I can get you in here, I can get you out too."

"You bastard, hurry up!"

"Yes, yes!" Old Ma couldn't afford to offend him, so he covered his face and quickly gave the order.

At the same time, he gave a wink to his skinny subordinate standing at the door.

He quietly slipped out.

……

office.

Wang Xuesen drinks tea and reads the newspaper.

He had just seen Mao Liying being led into the building by Wu Sibao from the window.

Judging from the timing, Wu Sibao should have come to notify them by now.

But it didn't.

To get to the interrogation room, you had to go through the intelligence department; most of the people there had been abducted by Hu Junhe.

When Li Shiqun called on someone, no one else dared to take the spot.

Furthermore, Hu Junhe, relying on his experience in the interrogation department, has been interfering in interrogation work.

Wang Xuesen is not in a hurry.

Firstly, let Mao Liying suffer a loss so that she knows her identity has been exposed and will move away sooner.

Sometimes, a thousand words of wise advice are less effective than a slap in the face.

Both of these points indicate that this woman is complex.

Hu Junhe intercepted the interrogation as usual. Heh, who knows, he might just stir up a hornet's nest and make him suffer, getting him out of the interrogation room for good.

Thirdly, let's see what kind of people are in the interrogation room.

After being "fed" for some time, the stone should have warmed up by now. If Ma Laosan still blindly follows Hu Junhe's lead and only responds to force, Wang Xuesen will not be so polite.

That's like killing three birds with one stone.

I was reading the newspaper when there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" Wang Xuesen asked.

"Director, it's me, Magan'er." A very soft voice came from outside.

Stick-thin!

Hmm, pretty fast!

Ma Laosan and his gang are quite smart; they didn't feed them for nothing.

"Come in," he ordered.

Ma Gan'er rushed in, panicking: "Director, Section Chief Hu brought in a woman and wanted to use torture. Old Ma tried to stop him and was beaten up."

"You should go and take a look."

"I understand, don't worry, sit down and have a smoke." Wang Xuesen smiled and gestured for him to sit down.

Then, I poured him tea and offered him a cigarette.

"Director, my hands are dirty, so I guess I won't drink the tea." Ma Gan'er said somewhat awkwardly.

"Whose hands aren't dirty in this building?"

"It's nothing more than dressing more brightly and wearing more perfume."

"Have some tea."

Wang Xuesen raised his hand and gave the order without any hesitation.

"Alright." Only then did Magan'er take two sips as a gesture.

"I heard from Lao Ma that your brother broke his leg in a work accident at a cement factory, and the boss hasn't paid him a single penny in compensation yet?" Wang Xuesen started chatting with him.

"Sigh, we're worthless, while they're big bosses with lawyers. Where are we going to get compensation?"

"Don't even mention a broken leg, many people have died in accidents at the factory."

"They have the Green Gang and the police station protecting them."

"Who dares to say a word?"

When Ma Gan'er talked about this, his eyes turned red.

"That won't work."

"You weren't mine before, so it's none of my business."

"Now that you're under my jurisdiction, I can't pretend I don't know. Compensation is a must."

Wang Xuesen's expression turned serious, and he spoke.

"No, Director Wang, I can't afford to offend you. I really don't want to trouble you."

"You've really pushed me too far."

"Those guys from the factory security team could burn my house down."

"I'm so anxious," said the skinny man.

"They dare!"

"You just wait!"

Wang Xuesen walked to the side, picked up the phone, and dialed a number: "Hello, Director Zhang, this is Xuesen."

"I have a friend named Duan Gui who works at a cement factory. He broke his leg in a work accident a few days ago. I heard that the cement factory's boss, Mr. Lu, still hasn't paid the compensation."

"Brother, could you please keep an eye on this for me?"

"Hmm, that won't work."

"There's no room for discussion on this."

"It has nothing to do with how much money you have."

"This man is my subordinate's own brother."

"If you don't care, I'll invite that guy surnamed Lu for tea. 76th Division, the military police, it's up to him."

"I discussed this with my brother because I didn't want you to run into trouble and ruin our brotherhood."

"I must see the compensation tonight."

"Alright, thank you very much, brother."

"I'll treat you and your sister-in-law to dinner another day!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuesen sat back down: "Magan, if you haven't received the money by tonight, then come find me again."

"Thank you, Director Wang," said the skinny man, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Don't worry, Zhang Yuan is the chief of the Second Police Bureau. If he puts in a good word, that guy surnamed Lu will be more obedient than a dog."

"Let's go check out the interrogation room."

Wang Xuesen patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, Director Wang," Ma Gan'er said happily.

Following behind Wang Xuesen, looking at his tall, straight spine, Ma Gan'er suddenly felt a surge of heat rush to the top of his head.

Normally, I would hunch over and bend over, but now I've unconsciously straightened up.

Then, swaggering behind Wang Xuesen, he walked towards the interrogation room.

……

trial room.

The sounds of whipping and shouting carried from afar.

"Tell me, where did you hide the supplies? Where's the transit point?"

"Who are your accomplices?"

Hu Junhe roared violently and viciously.

creak.

Wang Xuesen pushed open the door and walked in. Several whip marks and bloodstains had appeared on Mao Liying's body.

Hu Junhe, however, did not completely lose his mind.

No embarrassment.

If a woman who comes cannot be convicted, it is generally easy to expose her if she is slapped in the face and released. This could easily lead to a leak of information and could also anger someone else's powerful backer.

"Director Hu, you're such a busy man. Has Director Li assigned you more work?" Wang Xuesen asked with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Xuesen." Hu Junhe gave an awkward laugh and put down the whip.

"Well... the intelligence department arrested a female prostitute, so I dragged her over to give her a little 'family discipline'," he explained rather awkwardly.

"So, you don't have a letter from Director Li, brother."

"Tsk!"

"This isn't quite right. Director Li has repeatedly emphasized that interrogations must be preceded by his written instructions."

"Yesterday, Director Ding was still complaining that I was holding Linzhijiang back, while you treated the interrogation room like your own home, using it whenever you wanted and disregarding rules and regulations."

"If you keep doing this, I can't keep up as the head of the interrogation room."

Wang Xuesen's smile turned somewhat sinister.

"Brother, I'm just borrowing it for a bit. We're all family, Director Li won't say anything."

"Besides, aren't we brothers?"

Hu Junhe still wants to play the family card.

Even between brothers, accounts must be settled clearly.

"You're not just using the interrogation room improperly, you're also interfering with the people Director Li assigned to me. Aren't you overstepping your bounds?"

Wang Xuesen lit a cigarette and stared at him coldly with half-closed eyes.

"Hey bro, what do you mean?"

"Trying to be proper with me?"

"What if I insist on interrogating her today?"

Hu Junhe's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his face fell.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the interrogation room plummeted to freezing point.

"How about this?"

"Since your brother enjoys interrogation work so much."

"I'm submitting a report to Director Li requesting that you take over as head of the interrogation room, and I'm resigning!"

Wang Xuesen straightened his white shirt collar, threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stubbed it out, only then did the smoke slowly escape from the corner of his mouth.

Hu Junhe never expected his usually obedient younger brother to be so stubborn.

He immediately forced a smile: "Don't be like that, I was just worried you'd be too busy or find this place dirty, so I helped you with the proceedings."

"Hey buddy, why don't you go to the office and have some tea?"

"I've investigated this for you thoroughly."

"Don't worry, all the credit is yours, I won't take a single penny."

"What a damn scoundrel..." Wang Xuesen laughed, "No, this is a task assigned to me by Director Li. It has nothing to do with merit. If you really want to interrogate him, you can give Director Li a call."

"If he agrees, I'll issue you a letter immediately."

"Shall we make a call?" Hu Junhe raised an eyebrow and smiled, walking to the corner and picking up the phone.

"Hey, Director, it's me, Lao Hu."

"There's a woman here surnamed Mao. I've obtained some information that this woman might be related to the red tickets. Should I interrogate her?"

"Xuesen, he asked me to ask you what you think."

"Oh, I see."

"Okay... alright, I understand."

After saying that, he hung up the phone in a huff.

"How is it?" Wang Xuesen asked with a smile.

"Director Li said he wanted to give you some experience."

"Alright, brother, you go ahead with your work, I won't bother you any longer."

Hu Junhe knew that Mao Liying must have something to do, but Li Shiqun and Wang Xuesen wouldn't allow it, and he had no reason to stay any longer, so he had no choice but to give up.

Oh, what a waste of this big piece of fat.

If this woman is indeed a high-ranking official, then she must have hidden a large amount of donated supplies.

Damn it, Wang Xuesen is trying to hog all the benefits.

After Hu Junhe left.

Wang Xuesen sat down and waved his hand, saying, "You can all leave now."

"Yes, Director Wang." Ma Laosan waved his hand and led Ma Gan'er and the other two interrogators out, closing the door behind them.

Wang Xuesen sat in his chair and looked at Mao Liying: "What have you confessed to?"

"I'm completely innocent and haven't broken any laws, so what is there to confess to?" Mao Liying sneered, her face full of fearlessness and defiance.

"Su Chengde seized a batch of supplies at the Jinling Ferry."

"There are controlled materials such as sulfonamide antibiotics and radio parts."

"Among those arrested, some confessed to being the red ticket holders."

"They said you were the one who ordered the preparation of supplies for the New Fourth Army."

Wang Xuesen, fearing she was still unaware of the situation, secretly instructed her.

A hint of panic flashed in Mao Liying's eyes.

She was, after all, a very experienced comrade, and quickly calmed down: "I don't know what you're talking about. My charity performance is for disaster relief, and it's registered with the city's relief department. Every spoonful of flour and every steamed bun has a registered source. You can check if you don't believe me."

The room was cold and damp, so Wang Xuesen grabbed a suit jacket from the chair and draped it over his shoulders.

He leaned to the side, tilting his chin with a slightly playful expression:

"Ms. Mao, we are a secret service agency. We usually trust whips and branding irons more than your ledgers."

"How about this?"

"I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer them."

You'd better answer truthfully.

Mao Liying stared at the scoundrel spy, her eyes blazing with anger, but remained silent.

"You contacted Mrs. Okamura, and she donated eighty silver dollars to you in the name of Sino-Japanese friendship."

"Your Working Women's Club, now known as the Liaison Association, once invited Yang Shuhui to serve as a director?"

"Also, Ye Jiqing, who is also Director Li's wife, also attended your fundraising banquet."

"Of course, there are many people attending this party."

"And Mrs. Fu You'an, Mrs. Xu, and a host of other celebrities, right?"

Wang Xuesen guided her skillfully.

Mao Liying looked at him.

Wang Xuesen's gaze was calm, and his face showed no emotion.

"Yes."

"I mainly raise funds for food and winter clothing for disaster victims and refugees. Nowadays, China and Japan are on friendly terms, and the upper class and the families of Japanese people are very enthusiastic about charity."

"As for the radio parts and sulfonamides you mentioned, I know nothing about them."

"Perhaps someone is deliberately obstructing my charity work."

"The Green Gang had previously sent people to vandalize charity performances."

Mao Liying said.

"it is good."

"I see."

"Please have a seat."

Wang Xuesen has asked almost all the questions.

He opened the door and went out, instructing Ma Laosan, who was guarding outside, "Lao Ma, I'm going to see Director Li. She's very important, so keep a close eye on her and don't let anyone contact her."

"Remember, it's anyone!"

"clear!"

Ma Laosan nodded solemnly.

Wang Xuesen walked quickly toward Li Shiqun's office.

I entered the office.

Li Shiqun is working.

"What's wrong?" He frowned, looking somewhat dissatisfied and worried.

It's not about Wang Xuesen.

It's for those two idiots, Wu Sibao and Hu Junhe.

"Director, this is extremely dangerous."

"She revealed many important things."

"This so-called working women's club has organized a lot of benefit performances and charity galas. I just asked her, and she said that Yang Shuhui had briefly served as a director. Mrs. Okamura, the wife of Chief of Staff Sakurai, and Mayor Fu Youan also donated money."

"Oh, and my sister-in-law and my husband are just messing around."

Wang Xuesen reported in a low voice.

"What?!"

Upon hearing that so many people were involved, including Ji Qing, Li Shiqun's expression changed drastically.

"director."

"Thanks to Director Su's tight control over intelligence in Jinling, nobody knows about this now."

"Oh, of course, it's also possible that the man from Jinling deliberately dragged Ms. Mao into this in order to save his own life."

"Anyway, the source of the rumors has come to an end with you and me."

"If this gets out, so many people being schemed against by a red ticket, where will Chief of Staff Sakurai and Captain Okamura put their faces? Half of Shanghai's upper class will be implicated."

"My biggest worry is that someone will use this as an excuse to make trouble, and my sister-in-law and my husband will also be implicated."

Wang Xuesen said with a look of panic and lingering fear.

"That idiot Si Bao!"

"Has Hu Junhe been subjected to torture?"

Li Shiqun realized the seriousness of the situation and slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"It moved."

"However, he had no intelligence and was just blindly speculating that Ms. Mao was a member of the Communist Party or the Kuomintang, relying purely on intimidation."

"This woman is worldly-wise and has a powerful background; she'll never admit it."

"I asked Ma Laosan and the others, and Lao Hu didn't manage to get anything out of them."

Li Shiqun realized the seriousness of the situation and slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"It moved."

"However, he had no intelligence and was just blindly speculating that Ms. Mao was a member of the Communist Party or the Kuomintang, relying purely on intimidation."

"This woman is worldly-wise and has a powerful background; she'll never admit it."

"I asked Ma Laosan and the others, and Lao Hu didn't manage to get anything out of them."

Wang Xuesen quickly replied.

"You didn't turn on the recorder in your interrogation room, did you?" Li Shiqun asked.

"Brother, this is something you personally instructed me to do. How could I dare to turn on the recorder? I sent Ma Laosan and the others away and interrogated them separately," he replied maturely.

"That's good." Li Shiqun breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried about Wang Xuesen talking nonsense.

One reason is that the two are currently on their honeymoon.

Furthermore, Wanjia was also involved. If Wang Xuesen dared to speak recklessly, the young couple would both be implicated.

"Brother, the problem now is with Director Su from Jinling. We need to deal with it as soon as possible."

"Old Hu has a wide network of connections."

"You have to make sure Director Su sticks to her word. That red ticket needs to be dealt with promptly."

"To avoid Lao Hu asking too many questions, or to prevent someone with ulterior motives from causing trouble."

Wang Xuesen, with an expression of concern for his beloved wife, eagerly offered his advice.

"Um."

"You personally take this woman back and tell her to watch her step."

As he spoke, Li Shiqun pointed to the telephone: "Just now, Fu You'an's wife, and someone from the 13th Army, called to bail her out."

"Alright, I'll personally escort her now." Wang Xuesen nodded in acceptance.

Wang Xuesen personally drove Mao Liying into the French Concession.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Wang Xuesen asked, noticing her brows furrowing in pain.

"No need, thank you," Mao Liying said, reaching for the car door.

"etc."

"Ms. Mao, I know your identity, and so does Li Shiqun."

"Someone like you, he can tell who you are just by smelling your scent."

"Don't forget, he came from the Special Branch and was once one of your 'comrades'."

"The concessions are not a shield. The foreigners have already reached an agreement with the Japanese in private. Your political asylum is over." Wang Xuesen glanced at her and warned her coldly.

"You were lucky to be able to leave No. 76 alive this time."

"It's hard to say what will happen next time."

"You've seen how terrible the punishments inside are."

"Director Li's exact words were: 'Get as far away as you can, and you'd better never show your face in Shanghai again, or he won't let you off easy.'"

Wang Xuesen continued.

"Thank you," Mao Liying said sincerely, looking at the handsome young man.

She felt Wang Xuesen's kindness.

Regardless of whether he is one of our own or not, at least he hasn't lost his conscience.

"I have met your wife; she is a kind and upright woman."

"You know, there are some things in this world that always need to be done."

"If you don't speak up, I won't speak up either."

"If you don't take action, I won't take action."

"If everyone remains silent out of fear of violence and hesitates out of fear of bloodshed, then this country and this nation are truly doomed."

"Mr. Yu Hua has passed away."

"He is my teacher and my good friend."

He once said, "My head may be cut off, my blood may flow, but my will must not be broken, and my national integrity must not be lost."

"Bloodshed and sacrifice are inherent to struggle."

"If my blood and my sacrifice can awaken the souls of millions of Chinese people, I will have no regrets even in death."

"Performing charity shows and raising funds is my mission and task in Shanghai, and I will continue to do so until my last breath."

"If sacrifice is necessary, then sacrifice."

Mao Liying said calmly.

She opened her bag, took out a book, and placed it on the dashboard: "This is a collection of paintings that Mr. Yu Hua personally gave me. The agents of No. 76 have no interest in it."

"We're destined to meet, so I'm giving this to you."

"If you are a spy, I hope you retain your conscience."

"If you are my friend, I hope you will never be lost."

"Thanks."

After saying that, she opened the car door and got out.

Wang Xuesen felt a mix of emotions.

Not everyone in this world is afraid of death.

Death itself is a means of struggle.

He had already foreseen Ms. Mao's fate, having missed his only chance to leave.

Li Shiqun did not interrogate her.

But I will definitely kill her.

Because only the dead shut up.

Whoa!

Wang Xuesen let out a long sigh, picked up the art collection, glanced at it a few times, and then put it under his seat.

He has no time for sentimentality.

In this era, the courage to survive and face death is certainly commendable.

It is equally important to stay alive and continue fighting.

He needs to maintain a relaxed and stable mindset and continue to deal with Li Shiqun and his gang until he completely divides and dismantles No. 76.

come back to the office.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Xuesen packed his things, preparing to go home.

dong dong!

Wu Sibao walked in with a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of bitterness. "Xuesen, I've had the worst luck in the world. I've been screwed over by that son of a bitch Lao Hu again."

"You haven't learned your lesson at all from what happened with Wu Kaixian last time," Wang Xuesen sneered.

Currently, the two largest forces within No. 76 are Wu Sibao and Yang Jie's operations and guard teams, and Hu Junhe's intelligence department.

Instigating infighting between Wu Sibao and Hu Junhe would help cover up his own actions and at the same time divide Li Shiqun's power.

Of course, this is also something Li Shiqun is happy to see.

Li Shiqun was wary of Hu Junhe.

Having his subordinates check and balance each other is beneficial for maintaining his authority at No. 76.

"Sigh, I treated him like a brother, but he treated me like a fool."

Wu Sibao chuckled awkwardly.

There's nothing we can do about that.

"If you want to be both assertive and enduring, wouldn't you become a war god just like me?" Wang Xuesen said.

"Yes, yes."

My friend is already content.

"Come on, Aizhen is playing cards at your house, I'll pick her up on the way."

When Yu Aizhen was mentioned, Wu Sibao's face was filled with doting and happiness.

"Tsk."

"It was truly worth it for my sister-in-law to marry you," Wang Xuesen said.

"That's right."

"Let's go."

Wu Sibao put his arm around his shoulder, and the two got into the car.

"I read in the newspaper that Yu Hua was assassinated? Could it have been Lin Zhijiang and his gang?" Wang Xuesen asked tentatively while driving.

"fart!"

"Does he even deserve such a good thing?"

"I had someone do it!"

"I've disliked that old bastard for a long time. I've sent him bullets and daggers, and even thrown dead dogs in front of his house."

"I've given him face, but he doesn't know what's good for him, so don't blame me for being impolite."

Wu Sibao was vicious and cruel.

You son of a bitch, it really was you!

Today is the perfect day to demonstrate my determination to win Yu Aizhen's heart, so I'll take Wu Sibao down and teach this mad dog a lesson.

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