Operation Red Book

"Be careful not to get scratched by these branches..."

The leading young man tore off a branch above his head with one hand and threw it into the grass in the distance.

He is short with long limbs, and he can crawl through the grass as nimbly and quickly as an arthropod.

Ivy followed closely behind the young man, her dress pulled up around her waist, the white panties underneath already mostly stained with gray-black dirt.

There were messy hair on her forehead and tiny scratches on her cheeks. She bit her lower lip and tried hard to avoid the thin branches and sharp leaves blocking her way.

The last one walking was Joshua. Don't get me wrong, he was not playing a role in the team's aftermath. The reason he fell behind was simply because his physical strength was far inferior to that of the two athletes in front of him.

He was gasping for breath, and his weak arms were as soft and light as butterfly wings, not to mention his two long and thin legs that were as thin as a praying mantis.

"Haha...haha..."

The obstacles had already been completely cleared by the first two people, and what Joshua needed to face was a protracted battle to reconcile with himself.

"Try harder! Climb over the camphor tree in front and walk a few hundred meters to the left and you'll be there!"

The young man shouted softly in the front. Ivy had translated the same words for Joshua no less than ten times.

The boy's surname is Fang, with the single character Yi. He is one or two years older than Ivy and Joshua.

When he was in his teens, artillery shells from the great powers hit his hometown, taking with them the old house and ancestral fields on the land.

My mother died that night due to a fit of rage, my father's left leg was cut off by the iron sheet of a shell, and my younger brother was still in his infancy...

They boarded the cargo ship bound for London with their relatives and friends, thanks to the money that their sister, who worked as a maid in the mansion, had saved over the years.

After arriving in London, Fang Yi and his family quickly settled down at the Chinese Dock.

He worked as a porter at the dock, but was sent back because his arms were not strong enough.

He used to work as a waiter at Shisanfang, and because of his poor speaking skills he almost caused unnecessary misunderstandings with customers.

In the end, the chef discovered his strengths and hired him as an errand boy for Muyunzhai.

Ivy had only seen him a few times, and each time it was just a quick glance when delivering mail.

The young man was in a hurry and Ivy was busy with work, so the two of them had no interaction at all. It was no wonder that Ivy only learned his name during this special conversation just now.

"Brother Fang..."

"Don't call me that."

"So what do they usually call you?"

"They all call me 'Hey, that guy.'"

"Those rude guys...what did Mr. Zhu call you?"

"He called me a grass thief."

"My rude king... I'd better call you Xiaoyi..."

"also."

"Brother Xiaoyi, is the place you mentioned really good? I...how come I have never heard of it?"

This is the secret passage that Fang Yi volunteered to mention, and it is located at the alley at the end of the Chinese market.

It is called a secret passage, but in fact it is just a low wall. The entire Chinese wharf is surrounded by high red brick walls, and there are very few low walls that can be climbed out.

"The weather has been bad in the past few months. It's either rainy and windy, or there are thunder and lightning..."

"One night, a bolt of lightning split the night sky and pierced straight down towards the wall not far away."

"Then there was a loud noise like a wall being pushed down and tiles collapsing, which woke me up from my bed."

"I looked out the window and saw black smoke billowing from the high wall not far away. It did not change at all despite the heavy rain."

"It took a long time for the thick black smoke to dissipate. When I looked outside again, I saw that half of the wall had collapsed..."

"It was late at night, and everyone else was asleep, especially Mr. Zhu. I didn't dare go to Muyunzhai because he hated reports and notifications in the middle of the night..."

"I agree with this. Disturbing him in the middle of the night will ruin his good thing..." Ivy rolled her eyes silently.

"So I went ahead in the rain to build the brick wall, and planned to report to Mr. Zhu the next morning."

"But the next day, I was so busy with business that I couldn't see Mr. Zhu at all. Others didn't take it seriously, and I was also busy with my current work."

"Gradually, I forgot about it, thinking that I had recovered and there shouldn't be any big problems."

"I didn't expect that when I thought about this matter again, Mr. Zhu had disappeared, and the Chinese wharf was surrounded by Captain Zhao's gang..."

Having said this, Fang Yi stopped crawling forward.