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

Chapter 98 Live well, see you in the next life

Shanghai, Baima Road.

This road is not long, only about one kilometer from beginning to end.

But in the eyes of the working class, it is far more famous than any other road, such as Jinxian Road, Ferguson Road, or Sige Road.

Because a large number of textile factories were located here, it also provided a large number of jobs for the lower classes of the French Concession.

Many of the girls come from remote rural areas and are used as tools for contractors to make money.

This is what is known as indentured labor.

The foreman only provides two meals and one night's lodging; all the money earned belongs to the foreman.

If someone has any conscience, they might share some with them, but most of the time they don't.

These officials spent considerable effort to bring these child laborers from remote areas to Shanghai, incurring costs in the process.

Naturally, we should extract more value from them.

Besides these people, there were also local Shanghai laborers. It must be said that even with a daily wage of only three or five cents, it was enough to support a family in this era.

Ten o'clock in the morning,

Asano Ozo's squad forcibly entered Rue de la Paix without permission from the French Concession Municipal Council and blocked all the exits of the road.

A year or two years ago, this behavior would have been considered a blatant provocation by the French.

This tiny little country dares to harm the interests of the French, a nation that boasts the world's strongest army.

But now, the French don't dare to utter a word. Even though the factory owner had already called the French Concession police, the police didn't even bother to give a reason when they heard that it was the Japanese causing trouble, and simply hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, the belated military police platoon surrounded the entire White Road.

Matsui Yokoji and Ando Shinichi got out of the black van one after the other.

"Section Chief Matsui, Major Ando." Asano Ozo immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Asano-kun, you did a great job," Matsui Yokoji praised. "You actually came up with a way to lure the other party into revealing information."

"You truly are an outstanding warrior of the Empire."

"Ando and I were both surprised when we received the news. We originally thought that the new military special envoy codenamed Night Owl was a man, but we didn't expect that it was actually a woman."

"Asano-kun, have you found any clues?"

Asano Omi bowed and said, "We have already sent people to investigate house by house. Miki-kun led a team to investigate the Sanquan Water Station and found some strange patterns in the corner of the wall. We don't know what they mean yet."

"However, what we can be sure of is that the new army's special envoy did indeed appear in this area."

Shinichi Ando interjected, "It's alright. As long as we can confirm that she's here, she can't escape."

"Report." Just then, a figure dressed in coarse cloth casual clothes strode up to the group and bowed.

"Miki-kun, have you found a clue?" Asano Ozaki looked at Miki with a hopeful gaze.

Miki Tomoharu said in a deep voice, "Lieutenant Asano, there may be bad news."

"We arrived too late; the special envoy had already escaped."

Matsui Yokoji's expression changed. "Miki-kun, what's going on?"

Miki Tomoharu respectfully replied, "Section Chief Matsui, we found that the Daiei Textile Factory received a group of female workers from Anhui Province at the train station a week ago at noon."

"The timing matches the train schedule from Nanjing, so I suspect that the special envoy is hiding among them."

"So I immediately led people to seal off the factory area, and after a detailed investigation, we found no suspicious persons."

"But just as we were leaving, Nishida learned from the old man who guarded the gate that around eight o'clock this morning, a female worker received a letter saying that something had happened at home and hurriedly left the factory."

The group was somewhat confused. A family emergency and a female worker requesting to leave the house seemed like an extremely simple request. Miki Tomoharu said in a deep voice, "But the old man saw with his own eyes that the female worker got into a black car."

"Not only that, the license plate of that car was deliberately covered up, which is not normal. If the female worker really had some wealthy relatives, there would be no need to cover up the license plate. This attempt to cover up the truth is too obvious."

"Therefore, I believe that the Red Party got the information before us and took the special envoy away."

"Damn it," Asano Ozo stomped his foot angrily, "If Zhang Mingda had confessed sooner, we could have caught the special envoy first."

Matsui Yokoji frowned: "Asano-kun, you've done very well. This time, you can't be blamed."

"Mr. Miki, take the factory owner and all related personnel back for questioning and see if we can get anything useful out of them."

"By the way, have Ishii-kun come over and draw a portrait of that missing female worker. We'll have a city-wide manhunt. I don't believe she can fly away."

Shinichi Ando suddenly raised his hand and said, "Matsui-kun, don't distribute the manhunt posters for now."

"Now that we know that the special envoy's purpose in coming to Shanghai is to purchase medicines."

"Your sudden move at this time may cause the other party to change their original plan."

"I think we should conduct a secret search. Your investigation team should first set up surveillance on those black market dealers in Shanghai."

"Pharmaceuticals are a very sensitive topic; black market dealers without considerable influence wouldn't dare touch them."

“If we start from the source, we will definitely achieve unexpected results.”

After pondering for a moment, Matsui Yokoji slowly nodded and said, "Ando-kun's analysis makes a lot of sense. Let's do it that way."

"Mr. Miki, take the person back first. No matter what, we need to get the basic information about this special envoy."

Shanghai, Tongpu Road.

This road is an extension of the French Concession into the Chinese-controlled area.

A black Buick drove along Tongpu Road, passing several checkpoints before stopping in front of a villa in the Chinese-controlled area.

Lin Xueli opened the car door and got out with a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes and with a headscarf wrapped around her head.

After cautiously observing their surroundings and confirming that no one was following them, the two quickly entered the villa.

This villa looks like it hasn't been lived in for a long time; the furniture is covered with white sheets all over the building.

Lin Xueli lifted the white cloth covering the sofa and invited the other person to sit down.

After confirming the special envoy's identity, he still had a task assigned to him by the organization: to find out if the special envoy had any problems.

Lin Xueli looked at the woman seriously and said, "Comrade Xu, I have some questions to ask you on behalf of the organization."

"What exactly happened in Nanjing that led you to suddenly come to Shanghai and then suddenly disappear?"

A look of pain appeared on Xu Hong's face, as if she did not want to recall what happened at Jinling Railway Station.

On the train platform, the man she had longed for gave his life as a final warning to her: "You've been exposed. Don't get off the train. Head to Shanghai. Beware of the mole."

Then, he gestured to her with a unique hand gesture between the two of them: "Live well, and see you in the next life."

Then she heard the man shouting loudly on the platform: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Immediately following was a gunshot.
After a long silence, she slowly said, "Comrade Qinghu, I came to Shanghai after receiving a warning message from Comrade Guohua."

"He told me very clearly that there was a mole in the Shanghai transportation station."

"Therefore, I can only choose to wait and see, and only after I am sure that I am safe will I send you a signal to request contact."

"What?" Lin Xueli's expression changed drastically: "You're saying that someone in the organization has betrayed the revolution."

(End of this chapter)