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

After the arrangements were completed and it was almost time to get off work, Chen Yongren dissolved the meeting and asked them to work overtime to make the arrangements. He then went to the hospital to visit Zhang Haifeng again.

Nie Yu looked at Chen Yongren's back as he left, returned to the operations department, arranged the tasks of each unit, and then reported Chen Yongren's deployment to Sato Yusuke through a dedicated telephone line.

There was no problem with the deployment plan, and Chen Yongren didn't have any ulterior motives.

If outsiders want to break into the banquet hall, they must go through layers of encirclement. Unless they have a large number of people, they will not be able to gain any advantage.

Not only will the assassination fail, it will even become a stage for No. 76 to perform.

After ordering Nie Yu to continue observing Chen Yongren, Sato Yusuke hung up the phone.

In the hospital.

Chen Yongren did not hide anything and directly told them that he was planning to let him fake his death and escape from the conference.

of course.

Regarding this matter, the two still communicated using Morse code.

He still used the matter of the condolence meeting as a cover.

"The old devil Sato has already suspected you. In order to avoid future trouble, I decided to let you fake your death and escape, and go underground." Chen Yongren typed out a string of Morse code.

"Shot again?" Zhang Haifeng asked.

Chen Yongren smiled mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes. I will arrange everything!"

"Then what will you do?" Zhang Haifeng asked again: "Who will assist you in your work in the future?"

"When you're not around, I can work better." Chen Yongren said bluntly: "It's like what happened yesterday. It will never happen again. I can let go and do something."

Zhang Haifeng remained silent.

indeed so.

The most taboo thing for a spy is to have any connections or weaknesses, not to mention that he knows Chen Yongren very well and knows his background.

just in case…

Zhang Haifeng didn't dare to think about it.

"You get ready, I'll make the arrangements when the time comes." Chen Yongren played the last string of moss and said no more to Zhang Haifeng.

After leaving the hospital, Chen Yongren quickly returned home and prepared to plan the assassination at the meeting.

The security plan was drawn up by Chen Yongren himself. He certainly knew that it would not be difficult to break into the conference from outside.

Although his own chariot is powerful, there is currently no way to control it remotely.

If you drive, you will disappear. In a critical situation, a general consultant No. 76 disappeared.

The car disappeared and reappeared.

It looks suspicious no matter how you look at it.

Chen Yongren's approach was also very simple.

Poisoned.

With the skill of golden finger, you can do it without anyone noticing.

Moreover, Chen Yongren also planned to take advantage of this opportunity to let Zhang Haifeng and Hua Lei fake their deaths and escape.

Only the poisoning of a large number of people could cover up the deaths of the two people around him.

Chen Yongren looked through the warehouse and actually found some good stuff.

Aconitine.

50 grams of aconitine is more than enough to kill a few elephants, let alone a human.

This thing was a treasure that Chen Yongren confiscated from the homes of those Japanese and puppet agents.

They are not used normally and are kept in the warehouse for emergency use.

Now this thing comes in handy.

Conferences are generally held in the form of buffets, so Zhang Haifeng and Hua Lei can take some of the non-toxic food first, and then Chen Yongren can poison it.

When some people in the venue began to be poisoned, the two took the opportunity to take a drug that caused them to fake their death.

My people are dead, what else do you want to say?

Zhang Haifeng and Hua Lei are his own people. After something happens to them, it is reasonable for him to take the bodies away. Then he can find two scapegoats and burn them to ashes.

There is no evidence of death and no investigation.

Even if they cannot be taken away, the two men have tracking dogs with them, so their location can be easily found.

Zhang Haifeng has already agreed.

Now only the buds are left.

As Chen Yongren was thinking, the sweet sound of flower buds rang in his ears.

"Brother Ren, it's time for dinner!" Hua Lei stood at the door and knocked.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Chen Yongren responded and opened the door.

The little cook Hualei was wearing an apron and there was some cigarette ash on her face.

"Why did you turn into a little cat?" Chen Yongren said happily.

"No way." Hua Lei's mouth sank: "I just saw that you have been too busy recently, so I wanted to make you some beggar's chicken to try."

"Then what?" Chen Yongren asked.

"Of course it failed." Hualei spread her hands: "I didn't control the heat well, and the beggar's chicken turned into beggar's charcoal."

After a pause, Hua Lei smiled again: "Although there is no beggar's chicken, I made you the braised pork I just researched. Come and try Hua's braised pork!"

Under the guidance of Hua Lei, Chen Yongren came to the table.

In the casserole on the table, thick soup was bubbling.

The cut pieces of braised pork glowed brightly under the light of the chandelier. The aroma surrounded Chen Yongren's nostrils, whetting his appetite.

"It tastes good." said Chen Yongren.

"Here, rice." Hua Lei filled a bowl of rice, picked up a spoon, poured a few spoonfuls of soup on the rice, covered the rice with a layer of braised pork, and handed it to Chen Yongren.

He took the bowl and chopsticks and took two bites.

The meat is tender and fresh. Chen Yongren doesn’t like fatty meat, but this braised pork with flower buds is fatty but not greasy, melts in the mouth and tastes very delicious.

"Is it delicious?" Hualei was looking forward to it.

Chen Yongren nodded.

"It's delicious. I'll make it for you every day." Hua Lei supported her chin with both hands and smiled happily when she saw Chen Yongren eating with relish.

after…

Hearing this, Chen Yongren put down his bowl and chopsticks, looked at Hua Lei, and said seriously: "I'm afraid it won't work for the time being..."

"Huh?" Hua Lei was puzzled.

All the bugs in the house have been cleared away, so there is no need to worry about being eavesdropped.

Chen Yongren briefly recounted Zhang Haifeng's story, looked at Hua Lei seriously and said, "Zhang Haifeng is just the beginning. Sato, that old devil, is already planning to attack you."

"In order to ensure your safety, you must fake your death and get out, then change your identity and continue living."

"..." Hualei was silent for a while, then asked, "What are you going to do?"

"If I leave, will you be in danger? Will he continue to doubt you?"

"Of course not." Chen Yongren repeated his plan of faking his death.

"Brother Ren, you are so smart!" Hua Lei immediately understood what Chen Yongren meant: "But where can I go after I fake my death?"

"Silly girl, I'm not asking you to leave. I just want you to get out of the sight of the old devils, change your appearance, and work underground."

Chen Yongren comforted her, "Besides, I still have a lot of business in Songhu that I need you to handle. How can I bear to let you stay too far away from me?"

"That's good." Hua Lei blushed and followed Chen Yongren's instructions obediently: "Then you must eat more. I will prepare more for you in the next few days..."

"Of course." Chen Yongren agreed happily.

Hua Lei had gotten used to living with Chen Yongren, and she felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden departure, even though she didn't say it.

After dinner, Hualei made another pot of braised pork.

Although Chen Yongren wanted to say, this is not a life-and-death separation, it’s just that I can’t use my own face when we meet.

But seeing Hua Lei was so enthusiastic, Chen Yongren didn't want to discourage her.

Hualei was busy until midnight before she went to sleep.

These days, Chen Yongren has been spending as much time with Hualei as possible.

The day for the consolation meeting soon arrived.