After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

The man in gray was frightened out of his wits by her sudden action and knew that he had no way to escape today.

So he burst into tears and said, "Wuwuwu, lady, spare me, the customer information and transaction records are all with the owner of Tianxiang Teahouse, I am just an errand boy..."

Jiang Shiyuan realized at this moment that he might not be able to get any more valuable information from the man in gray.

After all, he was just a small fry working for the Hydra organization.

If she wants to dig deeper, she has to find the owner of Tianxiang Teahouse in Shanghai.

In order to prevent the gray-clothed man from yelling and attracting the crew, Jiang Shiyuan fed him two powerful sleeping pills so that he could sleep well all the way to the Jinling terminal.

Looking at the gray-clothed man who was already fast asleep, Jiang Shiyuan's fierce and vicious feeling that had just erupted from the original owner instantly dissipated.

She restored the gray-clothed man's two dislocated wrists to their original positions and whispered, "Boy, you are lucky to have met a soft-hearted god like me!"

"If the original owner were still alive, you would have died without a complete body today..."

After saying that, she pulled the quilt next to her and completely covered his curled up body.

"Phew, that's all, out of sight, out of mind!"

After Jiang Shiyuan finished all this, he let out a long sigh and sat back on the soft berth on his side with satisfaction.

She picked up several foreign classics that were specially prepared on the table for first-class passengers and began to read them with great interest.

The train moved slowly. Perhaps because Jiang Shiyuan handled it properly, Kitahara Sosuke's body was never found.

During dinner, Jiang Shiyuan went to the dining car again and enjoyed a deep-fried pork chop set meal. Everything was fine.

In a blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock in the evening. The train gradually slowed down and finally arrived at Jinling Railway Station.

Just as Jiang Shiyuan was wondering who the Military Control Commission would send to pick her up, she saw a tall and cold familiar figure through the window of the VIP room and with the help of the light on the platform.

The tall young man was wearing a moon-white silk gown. The precious fabric exuded a warm and delicate luster under the dim light.

He was holding a black handbag in one hand and a cigarette in the other. The smoke rings he slowly exhaled blurred his angular profile.

"Instructor Shen? Why did he return to China?" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but wonder when he saw the person coming.

However, she felt more surprised at this moment!

This instructor Shen Yifeng was the chief instructor when the original owner was receiving secret training from the Military Control Commission in the United States, code-named "Nuwa".

It was because he had been teaching with all his heart, applying high standards and strict requirements that shaped the original owner into "Shennong", the youngest and most outstanding senior agent of the Military Control Commission.

After the train came to a complete stop, Jiang Shiyuan untied the rope on the still unconscious man in gray, then put on a top hat, picked up his small suitcase, and quickly walked out of the first-class carriage.

When Shen Yifeng saw the carriage doors opening one after another, he immediately threw the cigarette butt at his feet and put it out with his leather shoes.

Then he walked to the corresponding get-off point for the second-class carriage and waited, keeping an eye on the woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a light blue cheongsam.

Just when he discovered that all the passengers in the second-class carriage had gotten off the train but Jiang Shiyuan had not yet arrived, his keen perception allowed him to instantly detect someone quietly approaching from behind.

Shen Yifeng turned around suddenly and accurately grabbed the slender wrist of the man who was about to put his arm around his shoulder.

"Hiss—it hurts, it hurts, instructor, please be gentler!"

Jiang Shiyuan, who wanted to launch a surprise attack, was instantly strangled by the wrist and could not help but scream out.

"Xiao Jiang? Why did you change your clothes? And you came from the first-class carriage?"

Shen Yifeng heard the familiar voice and saw the woman's face clearly. He quickly let go of her hand and said with concern: "I didn't hurt you..."

Jiang Shiyuan handed the small suitcase to Shen Yifeng very naturally, rubbing his red wrist aggrievedly, pretending to be angry.

"Humph, I just wanted to give you a surprise, but who knew you would go to such lengths!"

Shen Yifeng looked carefully at Jiang Shiyuan in front of him, whose appearance and voice had not changed at all, but whose temperament and aura were completely different from a year ago, and couldn't help but frown.

Jiang Shiyuan suddenly remembered the way the original owner and Shen Yifeng had gotten along before. They were always polite and well-behaved.

Her behavior just now was too outrageous, so she quickly coughed twice, and adopted the original owner's decisive and arrogant attitude, and her eyes became sharp.

Shen Yifeng saw that she had returned to her old self, and then he relaxed his brows and said in a commanding tone: "Follow me closely, let's talk in the car!"

"Yes, instructor!" Jiang Shiyuan looked calm, nodded slightly, and followed Shen Yifeng's footsteps.

Jiang Shiyuan hurried on his way in silence and couldn't help complaining, "I'm not saying this, but the Oscars definitely owe me a little golden man!"

After the two of them left the train station and sat back in the spacious Citroen sedan, Shen Yifeng rolled down the window and lit another cigarette.

He blew smoke rings out of the car window, turned his head and smiled kindly at Jiang Shiyuan, "Little Shennong, I haven't seen you for a year. How are you?"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded slightly, trying to keep his tone steady, "Not bad. After returning from intensive training in Xijing, I have been working as a doctor in Sacred Heart Hospital."

"How about you, instructor? When did you return to the country?"

The cigarette between Shen Yifeng's fingers flickered in the car, and he sighed softly, "Oh, this is not good..."

"After I, Nuwa, created you, my proudest creation, last year, I was called back to China by my superiors."

"As you know, the expenses of the Military Intelligence Bureau's special training office in the United States are very high. Although the 'Star Scout Program' has been carried out for five years, it has achieved little results. It was not until you showed up that this embarrassing situation was alleviated."

"But the acting boss thought that the 'Star Scout Program' had been maintained until now, and it was enough to train a special spy talent like you, so he ordered the special training office to be completely cancelled."

Jiang Shiyuan understood that the special training office and the "Star Scout Program" of the United States were the precious efforts of Shen Yifeng over the past five years.

Naturally, he felt bad when his job was cancelled by his acting boss.

"Instructor Shen, you don't need to feel too bad. The current recruitment and training of military talents in the country needs generals like you!"

After saying this, Jiang Shiyuan felt a little regretful that he couldn't control his mouth.

Shen Yifeng took a deep puff of cigarette and looked at Jiang Shiyuan in surprise. He didn't expect that he would get comfort from the other party.

After all, during his past training of her, he discovered that Jiang Shiyuan was a person who was very purposeful in doing things and lacked empathy.

Shen Yifeng smiled with relief, flicked the cigarette butt out of the window neatly, and then started the car.

"Thank you, little Shennong, for your comfort. It seems that my teaching you during those days was not in vain!"

"You've been exhausted from the journey. I'll take you back to our Military Control Commission's guesthouse to rest first!"

Jiang Shiyuan pretended to be calm and replied, "You're welcome, instructor. I just think it's rare for you to show your vulnerable side in front of me."

"So, I'll give you some emotional value. This is what I learned during my secret training in Xijing..."

"Emotional value? That's interesting!"

Shen Yifeng heard a very interesting word and immediately became interested, stepping on the accelerator making a rumbling sound.

He turned his head and smiled brightly, "Tell me more about Xijing's training system later, so I can learn from it and incorporate it into our military training!"

"Hahaha, hold on tight, little Shennong! Instructor, let me take you for a ride!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan quickly fastened his seat belt and said without looking away, "Okay, instructor, please watch the road first!"

But at this moment, she noticed that Shen Yifeng had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed still did not exceed 50 kilometers per hour.

Sitting in Shen Yifeng's classic car that was "speeding" in the night, she couldn't help but slowly put a question mark on her forehead.

Instructor, are you serious about going for a ride?