Spy Wars: I Can See What's In Your Heart

afterwards.

Chen Yongren smoked a cigarette and leaned against the head of the bed, thinking deeply.

Because of the previous history of humiliation, the situation in Shanghai was far more complicated than that in Nanjing. The French Concession, the International Settlement, and the Japanese Concession were like a country within a country.

Even if you are from the Military Intelligence Department, you must act with caution in the concession, otherwise those foreigners will definitely cause trouble for you.

Shen Mingchen was right. Shanghai was different from Nanjing. As soon as I got on the train, I encountered a spy from the Party Affairs Office. I would definitely encounter more in the future.

In Shanghai, you must be careful. The Walter pistol that the system rewarded you before can finally come in handy.

"What are you thinking about? You're so absent-minded. Are you thinking about your little lover in Shanghai?" Liu Shuyun stretched her waist and snuggled in Chen Yongren's arms.

Chen Yongren pinched Liu Shuyun's chin and chuckled, "I was wondering, when you get off the train later, will the conductor ask you to compensate them with a bed sheet?"

Looking at the messy bed, Liu Shuyun blushed and gently patted Chen Yongren's chest, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying. If I have to pay, you should pay for me!"

After some more tenderness.

Only then did Liu Shuyun reluctantly put on her clothes and got up from Chen Yongren.

Clean up the battlefield.

The two walked out one after the other.

"Ok?"

"Aren, why did you come out of Shuyun's room?" Zhang Haifeng had just woken up and was about to come out to get some water to drink when he saw Chen Yongren walking out of Liu Shuyun's room.

"that…"

Hearing this, Liu Shuyun, who was following behind Chen Yongren, panicked and bit her lips, not knowing how to answer.

Just as Liu Shuyun was racking her brains to think of how to fool Zhang Haifeng.

Chen Yongren said calmly, "Shuyun felt a little uncomfortable just now, so I gave her a massage."

"When did you learn this skill secretly?" Zhang Haifeng didn't hesitate. He said casually: "No wonder I always feel something is happening next door when I sleep."

"Miss Liu is a woman, you can't be gentle when you massage her."

Hearing this, two blushes immediately appeared on Liu Shuyun's face.

No, the force is just right, Chen Yongren complained in his heart, raised his hand to check the time: "The train is about to arrive, pack up and prepare to get off."

Zhang Haifeng nodded.

She took out a small notebook from her bag, wrote down a phone number, and stuffed it into Chen Yongren's pocket.

"This is my aunt's phone number. Remember to call me when you have time. I will treat you to a good meal to thank you."

After saying this, Liu Shuyun looked at Chen Yongren with an unsatisfied look.

Zhang Haifeng looked at Chen Yongren with some envy.

"This is my first time to Shanghai, and I just happen to be in need of a friend who is familiar with the local area. I'm sorry to bother you again in the future." Chen Yongren knew what Liu Shuyun was thinking, so he didn't refuse at the moment.

If she wants to monitor, let her monitor.

The purpose of this trip to Shanghai is to investigate the Japanese spies' Operation Heavy Rain and to dig out Pangolin, the chief of the East China Special High Section, who is hiding in Shanghai.

The Military Intelligence Department has a workstation in Shanghai.

The Party Affairs Office must have been deeply rooted in Shanghai for many years, and perhaps they could have overheard some unexpected information from Liu Shuyun.

One more intelligence channel means one more chance of detecting Japanese spies.

"No problem. As long as you are happy, it's okay for me to disturb you every day. However, I may need you to press it again for me at that time." Liu Shuyun smiled sweetly, her eyebrows curved into crescents, but she said in her heart.

"After all, I am here to investigate you under the orders of Master Zhao."

'It's better for you to come to me than for me to come to you.'

"This surveillance mission was really a win. I really hope the mission can last longer."

Half an hour later, the train arrived in Shanghai on time.

Liu Shuyun said goodbye to Chen Yongren and Zhang Haifeng, leaving them with a graceful back as she walked out of the station.

Looking at Liu Shuyun's back, Zhang Haifeng was a little absent-minded.

"What are you looking at? Everyone's gone. Your eyes are almost on her."

Seeing Zhang Haifeng's expression, Chen Yongren felt that he needed to find a time to tell him about Liu Shuyun's identity so that he would be more careful in the future to avoid being tricked by this little girl.

"Did she sprain her ankle? Why does her walking posture look a little unnatural?" Sometimes Zhang Haifeng's observation skills are really good.

Chen Yongren pretended not to hear this.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the train station, they met someone who came to pick them up. He was Lin Fei, one of the members of the Military Intelligence Department's Shanghai Station.

The other two people, one named Luo Mingyu and the other named Lu Yan, are currently in the store.

Lu Yan is the owner of a photo studio.

Luo Mingyu is a photographer.

Chen Yongren and Zhang Haifeng are new apprentices in the store.

The Shanghai station is really short of staff. There are only five people in the entire photo studio, including Chen Yongren and Zhang Haifeng who have just arrived.

The boss really arranged a good job for me, Chen Yongren complained in his heart.

The three of them came to Xinji Photo Studio on Xiafei Road in the French Concession.

This is a business card of the French Concession and also the most prosperous commercial street in Shanghai.

The funding for the Military Intelligence Department was all sponsored by Boss Dai, so it was not surprising to Chen Yongren that he could open a photo studio on the most prosperous street in Shanghai.

If one wants to do intelligence work in Shanghai, one must have a cover identity. Chen Yongren believes that there must be many shops like the Military Intelligence Department.

But for safety reasons, members of each group must not know each other and will only communicate through specific methods, and may not even meet in person.

Walking into the photo studio, business was relatively quiet at the moment.

Chen Yongren saw a guy in a casual suit and a pipe in his mouth in the photo area. He was also a middle-aged man with a baseball cap on his head, looking down at a magazine.

He is the owner of the photo studio, Lu Yan.

The other slightly younger man was Luo Mingyu, who was wiping his camera carefully at this moment.

"Boss, everyone has been picked up!" Lin Fei stepped forward and said.

Lu Yan raised his head slightly and gave Lin Fei a look.

Lin Fei nodded, hung up a sign saying "Closed for Business", and locked the door.

After the few people arrived at the third floor, there were no strangers around and they spoke less restrainedly.

After a brief self-introduction, Chen Yongren understood the structure of the current team.

Lu Yan is the owner of this store and also the leader of this team.

Luo Mingyu is the store's photographer, responsible for assassinations and other operations.

Lin Fei is an accountant and is responsible for the intelligence work of the group.

Although the division of labor is clear, due to shortage of manpower, even Lu Yan sometimes has to be responsible for assassinations or intelligence work.

Lu Yan said: "Chen Yongren and Zhang Haifeng."

"Yes!" The two men stood up in unison.

"I've heard about your achievements." Lu Yan looked at Chen Yongren and praised him repeatedly.

"Not only did they destroy the Japanese spy network in Nanjing, but they also found the Japanese spy contact station in Shanghai."

"The boy is very good, younger than I thought."