Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 87 Where Did the Special Envoy Go?
In this era, many people compromise and make sacrifices just to survive.

Some people become traitors, seeking wealth and power, and bullying others.

Some people become lackeys simply for their daily meals.
Of course, many more people were unwilling to live a life of subservience; they chose to pick up their guns and fight the enemy to the death.

Ultimately, how one chooses to live is simply a personal choice.

Zuo Mingquan was originally a member of the Nanjing local security force, but because he was good at currying favor, he was transferred to the government security command.

When Kageyama Masaaki organized the Nanjing Special Service Committee, he would definitely choose people from nearby areas.

Thus, Zuo Mingquan was included in the core members of Yingzuo on the recommendation of a certain important figure.

He's a seasoned veteran who's been around for so long without incident, so he naturally knows the importance of self-preservation.

This saying that "Chinese people don't fight Chinese people" isn't just empty talk; it's a means for him to establish himself.

The goal is to offend no one.

However, what these veterans are best at is, of course, corruption, bribery, and extortion.

It seems that only someone like this could build an office from scratch.

Shanghai, the French Concession, Avenue Joffre, Vienna Café...

A light drizzle tapped against the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the "Vienna Café," and the misty vapor blurred the street scene outside.

Zhong Yuan's gaze lifted from a report in the Shenbao newspaper about "shortage of supplies in the rear areas," and then casually swept across the doorway.

His position was excellent, allowing him to observe the entrance while using the pillars to partially block the view from the depths of the hall.

Soon, a figure dressed in a well-fitting dress with neatly combed hair appeared at the door.

He didn't immediately scan the room after entering. Instead, he calmly folded his umbrella, handed it to the waiter at the door, and then walked to the front desk.

"Mr. Lin, it's been a long time. Are you alone today?" The receptionist was clearly very familiar with the man in front of him.

The visitor nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Miss Cui Cui, you've become even more beautiful in just a few days."

"Mr. Lin, you really know how to talk." The waitress named Cui Cui blushed slightly and said coquettishly, "Would you like me to arrange a seat for you?"

The person shook his head. "It's alright, we're all acquaintances, I can take care of myself."

After saying that, he casually walked to table number six, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Then he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
A waiter in the distance quickly ran over and skillfully handed him the menu.

When Zhong Yuan saw the man appear, he put down the declaration in his hand, naturally picked up his coffee and took a sip. While the waiter turned around to place the order, Zhong Yuan tapped his fingers lightly three times on the wooden counter.

The man behind him also gently tapped the table.
"Safety signal confirmed." Zhong Yuan muttered to himself, picked up his slightly cool black coffee and took another sip. The bitter taste made him even more focused.

The man ordered a Viennese-style creamy black coffee. The waiter brought the coffee to the man and respectfully placed it along with today's newspaper in front of him.

The man thanked him, took a sip of the black coffee, and expertly crossed his legs, flipping open the newspaper in his hand.

"Waiter," Zhong Yuan waved his hand and asked, "where is the restroom?"

The waiter pointed to the other end of the coffee shop and said, "Sir, go in that direction, turn the corner and you'll see it."

Zhong Yuan thanked him, stood up and walked towards the restroom. A little while later, the man also got up and walked towards the restroom.

Two figures entered the restroom one after the other, and then, as if by unspoken agreement, walked to the faucet.

"Are you in such a hurry to see me because you have some mission?" The man's voice was soft, but it was clear that the two knew each other.

"Comrade Qinghu, the organization has a task for you."

"The special envoy from the new army who came from central Anhui disappeared after getting off the train."

"We have already mobilized most of Shanghai's traffic officers to search for clues."

“You’re more familiar with the situation in the French Concession. See if you can find anything.” The man codenamed Blue Fox didn’t hesitate: “Do you have detailed information? Like physical characteristics?”

"All the documents are in storage box number three. Here is the key."

"Understood."

The conversation between the two ended quickly. Zhong Yuan picked up the straw paper hanging on the wall, wiped his hands, and tore off two sheets to hand to Qinghu.

Qinghu took the paper and discreetly removed the key that was tucked inside.

The two walked out of the restroom one after the other and sat down in their respective seats.

A moment later, Zhong Yuan raised his hand and said, "Waiter, the bill."

As he spoke, he took out a banknote from his pocket, placed it on the table, and walked out.

Seeing this, Qinghu also prepared to get up and retrieve the documents from storage box number three. Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the Vienna Café.

"Brother, I've been looking for you for ages." Chen Yang saw Qinghu's figure and walked up to him in a few steps. "I only found out you were here for coffee after asking the manager of your trading company."

Clearly, this agent codenamed Green Fox is none other than Lin Xueli, the eldest brother of the Lin family.

Lin Xueli looked towards Zhong Yuan's departing figure, while Chen Yang curiously looked behind him and asked, "Big brother, what are you looking at? Do you know that person?"

“I don’t know him,” Lin Xueli shook his head and said, “I just saw that he forgot to take the newspaper, so I wanted to call him over.”

"By the way, why aren't you at the Economic Department at this time? What are you doing here looking for me?"

"I've heard that you're doing a great job in the Economic Department, and everyone in the city hall respects you."

Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "Those are all empty titles, not worth mentioning."

"I came to you because I wanted you to introduce me to some foreign lawyers."

"A foreign lawyer? What do you want to do?" Lin Xueli asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Yang said slowly, "I want to set up a foundation, register it in the UK, and then find someone to work in the International Settlement."

"However, I am not very familiar with British law and would like to consult some professionals."

"If possible, I plan to assemble a legal team specifically to serve the foundation."

"A foundation?" Lin Xueli nearly choked on his coffee. "What do you need that for? Do you even have the funds?"

Chen Yang didn't intend to tell Lin Xueli that he currently had 500 kilograms of gold.

He simply said calmly, "Brother, you just need to tell me if you have a way."

"If that doesn't work, I'll look for someone else."

Lin Xueli frowned, and after a long while, nodded and said, "I do know one."

"William Taylor, Chief Legal Officer of Asiatic Petroleum Company."

"If you really need it, I can introduce you to him,"

"Don't worry, this person is very professional and has a background with the Dutch royal family. He's very useful, but he's a bit pricey."

Chen Yang frowned: "Okay, the main thing is that he's professional enough. I don't want any unnecessary trouble. How about this, you contact him this afternoon, and I'll meet with him."

Lin Xueli was taken aback: "So urgent?"

"Of course, the sooner the better. Hey, big brother, where are you going?"

"Oh, I have something in my storage box. Wait a moment, I'll go get it."

(End of this chapter)