Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

The early morning light has just filled the streets, the air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and a faint scent of dew, and the rhythm of the city is slowly awakening.

Suddenly, a tense and exciting atmosphere broke the silence.

The newsboy waved the newspaper in his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Extraordinary edition, Extraordinary edition, Commander of the Haizhou garrison, Watanabe Kumaichi, has been killed!" His voice was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silence of the early morning, instantly attracting the attention of passers-by.

"Breaking news, breaking news! The murderous devil reappears at the Japanese military headquarters!" Every word the newsboy said seemed to ignite a spark, igniting doubts and shock in people's hearts.

The news came like a storm, turning the originally ordinary morning into one full of drama.

People on the streets stopped one after another, curiosity and anxiety flashing in their eyes. They were eager to know the truth of the matter.

"Give me a newspaper!" A man in a suit squeezed out of the crowd and eagerly handed a coin to the newsboy. His face was full of tension, as if the news was closely related to him.

People around followed suit, scrambling to buy the newspaper that might reveal shocking inside information. For a moment, the ordinary newspaper became the focus of everyone's attention. It carried not only words, but also a storm that was about to be revealed. The city in the early morning became noisy because of this sudden news, and everyone's heart was filled with anticipation and excitement.

People in the streets and alleys were talking about it, with fear and expectation intertwined in their words. The murderous devil, a name that once frightened the invaders, now appeared in the public eye again.

The news of Watanabe Kumaichi's death shook the entire city like thunder. The Japanese soldiers on the streets looked solemn and stepped up patrols.

After a busy night last night, Tang Xiaoxiao was still struggling in the abyss of fatigue and sleepiness. Her soul was still immersed in the soft embrace of dreams and she was unwilling to wake up.

However, the harshness of reality always comes uninvited. A rapid knock on the door shattered her beautiful dream as violently as hail, ruthlessly pulling her back from her sweet dream.

The shrill voice was as cold and ruthless as usual, abruptly tearing the tranquility of the early morning, ruthlessly invading her precious quiet time, as if deliberately being hostile to her peace.

Murakami Reinako, the figure she was very familiar with, like an lingering shadow, once again led the members of the Special High Section into her sight.

As usual, Murakami Rinako said in a polite and formal tone: "Good morning, little Xue Sasa."

Tang Xiaoxiao forced herself to open her blurry eyes and tried her best to dispel the mist in her eyes. Her voice was full of dissatisfaction and fatigue: "Good morning? What kind of good morning is this? You guys are yelling and making a fuss like this day after day. Don't you let me have a good rest?" Her words were full of sarcasm, and she showed obvious boredom with this endless disturbance.

She didn't even bother to ask the purpose of this visit, because she already knew the answer - another futile search. Tang Xiaoxiao laughed secretly in her heart. The real murderer was standing in front of them, but they turned a blind eye. What could such a search reveal?

Murakami Rinako stared at her, her anger and annoyance intertwined into a mess. After all, she was just a child, and her uncle was their ally, so she could only endure it.

Tang Xiaoxiao leaned against the door frame weakly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She knew that her fate had long been closely linked to the fate of this city, and even if she was exhausted, she could not escape.

Murakami Rinako's eyes stayed on Tang Xiaoxiao for a moment, then turned to the inside of the house, scanning the furnishings, trying to find clues. The members of the Special High Section spread out and began to carefully search every inch of space. Although they were already accustomed to this, every search seemed to challenge the limit of their patience.

As the sun rose higher, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsided, and the Special High Police's search was nearing its end.

Murakami Rinako faced Tang Xiaoxiao again, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She knew that this girl couldn't be the murderer they were looking for, but there was always an indescribable mystery about her that made her unable to completely let down her guard.

"Little Xue Sasa, sorry to bother you. I hope you can understand that this is just our duty." Murakami Reinako's tone was apologetic, and she seemed to know that her behavior had caused trouble to Tang Xiaoxiao.

Murakami Rinako's eyes fell on Tang Xiaoxiao, her eyes flickered slightly, as if the stars were changing in the night sky. In an instant, a subtle thought passed through her mind quietly like a breeze blowing across the lake.

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, but sneered in her heart. She knew that this was only a temporary peace, and the next search could come at any time. She glanced out the window, and the crowd on the street had dispersed, leaving only an empty silence.

Murakami Rinako returned empty-handed in the midst of busyness and tension, and this scene was seen by Fujiwara Ichiro who had just taken over the position. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and he mercilessly reprimanded Murakami Rinako, and every word was like a needle, piercing her self-esteem. In Fujiwara Ichiro's cold words, Murakami Rinako felt unprecedented pressure, but she did not show any dissatisfaction, but just silently endured the humiliation.

Back in the familiar Special High Section office, her mood was like the sky covered with haze, heavy and depressed. She picked up the phone and dialed Xue Linyuan's number at the Special Agent Headquarters, with a barely perceptible fatigue in her voice: "Xue Sang, please come to my office."

Xue Linyuan on the other end of the phone responded immediately, his tone respectful and firm: "Okay, Director Murakami, I'll be right there."

On the other end of the phone line, Xue Linyuan frowned, his heart full of confusion. As the chief of the operations department of the special agent headquarters, he always thought that any contact with the Japanese army would first fall on the head of the new director, after all, the director was the core figure in decision-making and negotiation.

However, at this moment, the ringing of the phone brought unexpected news - the Japanese actually called him by name, and this seemingly ordinary daily life suddenly became confusing. He tried to sort out the possible reasons in his mind, but could only find a vague cloud of doubt. This situation of being contacted by a higher level was unusual, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was any deeper intention or emergency hidden in it. Every word on the other end of the phone was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples, making Xue Linyuan's mood no longer calm.

Time passed quietly, and about half an hour later, Xue Linyuan knocked on the door of Murakami Reinako's office. He was full of doubts, but his face remained calm and cautious as usual: "Director Murakami, do you have any instructions for me?" He tried his best to make himself look impeccable, but the doubts in his heart surged like a tide.

Murakami Rinako looked at the young man in front of her and said, "Mr. Xue, I have met your niece before. She is very outstanding. I heard that she is currently at home doing nothing. I would like to recommend her to further her studies. Perhaps she will have a better development."

The last time she met Xue Linyuan's niece, she didn't seem to have a deep impression of her, but today's reunion made her image gradually become clearer in her memory. Recommending talents to the East Asian Tongwen Academy is an important mission she shoulders. Today, she just happened to have the right person.

Xue Linyuan couldn't help but mutter to himself when he heard this. This Japanese woman always has hidden meanings in her words. What new plans does she have this time?

But he still looked respectful and answered gratefully: "Thank you for your concern, Director. My brother is indeed busy with the store and has not had time to arrange a school for Sasa." He knew that when dealing with a boss like Murakami Reinako, one must be vigilant but also be grateful.

Murakami Reinako gently pulled out a dusty envelope from the depths of the drawer and handed it to Xue Linyuan carefully. He took the envelope, opened it, and saw the words "East Asia Tongwen College". He was filled with indescribable joy and excitement. Although the intentions of the Japanese woman in front of him were confusing, he could not suppress his inner joy at this unexpected discovery.

Tongwen Academy, an academic palace carefully established by Japan in Shanghai in 1901, focuses on the in-depth exploration of "Chinese Studies", but in fact it is a hidden high-level spy school. Until 1920, its doors were only open to Japanese students. For more than a century, one class after another has devoted themselves to conducting extensive field research in China for more than years, and their footprints have covered almost every corner of the Chinese land, except Tibet. Their research covers many fields such as geography, industry, commerce, society, economy, and politics. These detailed results have all become key references for Japan's policy formulation toward China at that time.

This is undoubtedly a golden opportunity, an opportunity to destroy this hotbed of espionage. Xue Linyuan is convinced that Comrade Master's strong strength and wisdom will be able to seize this fleeting opportunity.

Xue Linyuan's eyes flashed with determination. He understood that Murakami Reinako provided not only an opportunity to learn, but also a portal to go deep into the enemy camp and uncover the truth. The name of East Asia Tongwen College stirred up ripples in his heart. He knew that the secret activities of the Japanese army were hidden there, and it was an important battlefield for intelligence work.

He concealed his inner excitement and bowed politely to Murakami Reinako. He had already begun to think about how to cleverly use this opportunity. He knew very well that this was a silent contest and every step needed to be cautious so as not to let the enemy notice anything unusual.

When leaving the office, Xue Linyuan's steps were more steady than when he came, as if he was carrying the expectations of the entire organization. He knew that this decision not only affected Tang Xiaoxiao's future, but also the direction of the Anti-Japanese War. He had to report this news as soon as possible so that the organization could make the best deployment.