Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Qingqi Qingyin looked very helpless when he said this.

Such a big thing happened, five agents were killed and they didn't even know what the other party looked like.

If this is investigated, he cannot escape the charge of incompetence.

"Qingqi-kun, don't be anxious yet. We will study it after the investigation results come out."

Chen Yang said slowly: "At this time, you should be on site to lead the investigation instead of complaining to me."

"Yes, yes, yes," Qingqi Qingyin agreed repeatedly, "I was a little careless, I will rush to the hospital immediately."

"I'll have my subordinates come and inform Mr. Chen in time if there's anything we've gained."

After saying that, Qing Qi Qing Yin rushed out of the office...

Watching Qingqi Qingyin leave, Chen Yang's eyebrows changed slightly. Things have reached the point that he least wants to see.

Song Jiayu's action this time did not have his permission, but Chen Yang was unable to stop it.

Because the order Song Jiayu received was from Boss Dai, to protect all the information about the God of Wealth and to silence Wu Xiangru.

The reason why the Military Control Commission’s Shanghai Station didn’t intervene in this matter was because Boss Dai didn’t know how much Wu Xiangru knew about Mr. A.

It is possible that he knows nothing, or it is possible that he knows very little, but Boss Dai doesn't dare to take the risk.

Song Jiayu was the only one in the entire Shanghai market who knew Chen Yang's identity, so the order Song Jiayu received was to do it at all costs, and if she was captured, she would have to commit suicide on the spot.

If it was the people from the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station who took action, what would Boss Dai do if Wu Xiangru said something before she died? Would he not spare the people from the Military Control Commission?

Chen Yang tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers and murmured, "It's time."

After the voice fell, Chen Yang picked up the phone and shook it: "Connect to the Peace and National Salvation Army Headquarters, I'm looking for Wan Junshan."

Afternoon, Magnolia Tailor Shop.

Originally, Song Jiayu ran a clothing store where she was a master craftsman, specializing in sewing cheongsams and other fashionable clothes for young ladies and wives.

After recruiting several masters and apprentices, this clothing shop also started making Western-style clothes.

After all, the profit of Western-style clothes is much higher than that of cheongsam. The starting price of a high-end Western-style clothes is sixty dollars.

The quality may be even higher if it is done by some skilled craftsmen, because it is called private customization.

As usual, Song Jiayu was standing behind the counter, calculating with an abacus.

Suddenly, several tall men pushed open the door and walked in.

The shop assistant came forward and asked, "Sir, would you like to make some clothes?"

The group of people ignored the waiter. One of them walked up to the counter, looked Song Jiayu up and down, and suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, do you still recognize me?"

"I'm Hangwa, the platoon leader of Captain He's security guard."

"We met in Jinling."

Song Jiayu was shocked when she heard this. The neighbors, including the shop assistants and the masters, all knew that Song Jiayu originally opened a shop in Jinling.

Her husband He Yongfu was an officer. Later, when Nanjing was captured by the Japanese, he died for his country. Only then did Song Jiayu come to Shanghai.

But this matter was totally false. These people claimed to be members of the security platoon surrounding He Yongfu, which was clearly problematic.

"Sister-in-law, there are too many people here. Let's go inside and talk." Without waiting for Song Jiayu to respond, the man who called himself Hanwa suggested that they talk inside.

Song Jiayu also wanted to know what these people were doing, so she walked out of the counter, lifted the curtain at the back, and let Hanwa in.

Less than three minutes after the two of them went in, Song Jiayu came out again and called the waiter Xiao Jin, saying, "Xiao Jinzi, my brother Hangwa and I are going back to our hometown."

"It could be as short as three to five days, or as long as half a month. You and the other masters will take care of the business first."

Xiao Jinzi didn't ask anything and agreed readily. Several people surrounded Song Jiayu and walked out of the door. They got on rickshaws and drove away.

Shanghai Stock Exchange, Joint Transport Department.

Chen Yang carefully read the on-site report submitted by Wan Tianmu.

After a while, he put down the report and said, "Director Wan, do you think the person who did it was a woman? Do you think a woman could kill five strong men in a row without making any noise?"

"I think the probability of this happening is very low. It's already very difficult for a woman to subdue a man in a short period of time, especially in a place like a hospital."

"I think it takes at least two or three people working together to achieve this."

Wan Tianmu replied respectfully: "I am from the Military Control Commission. The way this man assassinated me reminded me of someone."

Chen Yang asked curiously: "Who?"

Wan Tianmu said in a deep voice: "The director of the Military Control Commission's Special Operations Research Office, Lin Zhao, Crazy Lin."

Seeing Chen Yang's puzzled expression, Wan Tianmu quickly explained: "The Military Control Commission's Special Operations Research Office is a department that specializes in studying how to kill people."

"Lin Zhao is an expert in this area. He is not only proficient in poisoning and firearms, but the most terrifying thing is that he can kill people with steel pieces at close range."

"A thin piece of steel can be as thin as paper after careful polishing. If you don't have special skills, it's easy to hurt yourself with this weapon."

"But if it masters the killing technique, it can pierce someone's heart at the fastest speed when close to them."

"As long as the speed is fast enough, the opponent can be killed with one strike before he has time to react. The only wound on his body is a tiny wound at the heart."

"Besides, I've also heard that a true master can do it without using steel sheets, and can use bamboo pieces as well."

Chen Yang waved his hand and sighed, "Director Wan, what you said is really too unbelievable."

"I am also a martial artist. The human heart is wrapped in bones."

"To be able to do what you said, he must be very familiar with the human body."

"Besides, people are not made of wood, they can move."

Wan Tianmu smiled awkwardly and said, "Minister, people like you who practice martial arts are different from those who are professional killers."

"You have been practicing martial arts since you were young so that you can protect yourself. They are different. Their goal is to kill people."

"Use the fastest and most direct way to solve the opponent."

"I can describe it this way. When they attacked, they didn't even think about how to retreat if they failed."

"If they miss, they will lose their lives. However, they are not afraid at all. This is the terrifying thing about these military assassins."

Chen Yang nodded and changed the subject: "Director Wan, how can you be sure that it was a woman who did it?"

"Even the head of the Qingqi Agency can't be sure, do you have any evidence?"

Wan Tianmu said: "I have seen the visiting records of the hospital ward."

"Since Wu Xiangru was under close surveillance by our people, everyone entering and leaving was registered."

"And the last person to register was a nurse."