Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

So, Lu Yang was invited to get on the last car.

It would be more accurate to say that he was forced to go there rather than being invited.

Lu Yang was not worried. He was just a small follower and had to obey orders. He let Gu Juhuai take the responsibility.

During the process, Lu Yang was blindfolded and handcuffed behind his back.

Lu Yang sat in the car, counting silently in his mind. Through the numbers, he could calculate how long and how far he had traveled.

It’s not a long walk, just over half an hour.

Lu Yang felt that the car drove into a very flat yard.

After getting off the car, Lu Yang had his hood removed and was taken to an office.

As soon as you enter the room, you can smell a faint scent of sandalwood, which makes you feel refreshed.

Lu Yang's handcuffs had been removed. He rubbed his wrists alternately and observed the room.

The light in the room was not bright. A few bronze table lamps emitted a soft glow, shrouding the entire space in warm tones.

Several carefully selected calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, with delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception.

In the center of the room is a large desk with various documents and materials neatly arranged on the desktop.

Behind the desk is a black high-back chair with intricate patterns carved on the back, which exudes both ancient charm and intimidation.

In the corner of the office stands a huge bookshelf filled with a variety of books and materials.

There is a coffee table and a few comfortable chairs by the window.

Although the layout of the entire office is simple, it exudes a hint of mystery and majesty everywhere.

Lu Yang guessed that this was most likely Dai Yunong's office. He didn't know what he was up to, but this time the Fuxing Society suffered heavy losses, and he also killed the traitor.

Their people will definitely not give up, and I will inevitably suffer some consequences.

Since I am treated with such courtesy, my life should not be in danger.

Lu Yang was standing in the room, admiring calligraphy and paintings.

I heard the sound of the door opening behind me, followed by sparse footsteps.

Judging from the sound, at least two people came in.

Lu Yang quickly turned around and saw Dai Yunong and a fat man with a pointed head and slightly bald hair and small eyes walking in.

Without thinking, Lu Yang knew who this person was. It must be his secretary Mao Qiwu.

"Director Dai," Lu Yang quickly stood up straight, touched his heels together and saluted.

"Wenhan!" When the two were chatting in the restaurant, Lu Yang had already briefly introduced himself, including his name.

"Let me introduce you. This is my confidential secretary, Mao Qiwu."

Lu Yang saluted him again, and then shook hands with the other party's extended hand.

"Director, your fellow villager is so handsome and elegant! He will definitely be a great talent in the future." Secretary Mao didn't need to squint his eyes, it was just like squinting.

Her plump face was without a single wrinkle, like a big ripe apple.

"Qi Wu, this fellow of mine is no ordinary fellow. He killed two of us by himself, and one of them was shot in the head."

Dai Yunong walked to the chair beside the table, sat down slowly, and looked at Lu Yang with a smile on his face and interest.

"Oh?" Mao Qiwu was a little unsure. Should he keep this person or kill him?

“Qiwu, don’t misunderstand what I say, I am a person who loves talents.

Since the founding of the Renaissance Society, only a few core members of our Lixing Society remain united; the rest are scheming and scheming for their own selfish gains."

Mao Qiwu bowed slightly and said very humbly, "So the Director established these three training classes A, B, and C to train a group of backbone members?"

"Yes, the Party and the country are currently in need of talent. We must have a group of young talents to serve us. So I, your fellow villager, am very optimistic about you."

Mao Qiwu understood what was said this time.

"I understand what you said, Director." He turned and looked at Lu Yang.

"Lu Yang, the director is willing to cultivate you. We will let bygones be bygones. From now on, are you willing to join our Renaissance Society?"

When Lu Yang heard this, he thought, "That's exactly what I want. From now on, this place will be controlled by the Military Intelligence Bureau."

With this golden signboard, there is almost nothing I can't do in this world, and there is almost no information I don't know.

"I am willing!" Lu Yang raised his head and chest and replied with dignity.

"Okay!" Dai Yunong, who was sitting behind the table, slapped the table hard with his right hand and stood up, his joy beyond words.

The five elders of Mao Qi asked Lu Yang cunningly, "But you are over there now. How are you going to handle these relationships?"

"In reply to your words, sir, I have seen from this operation that the people in the Investigation Section do not put the interests of the Party and the country first. As a staunch follower of the Three Principles of the People, this makes me feel disheartened."

Dai Yunong looked at Mao Qiwu, and they both nodded at the same time.

"I heard you just shot and killed someone, but you acted so bravely in the restaurant. How do you explain this?"

Lu Yang had already thought of a countermeasure on the way here.

"Reporting to the Director, when I was in Ningyang County, I used to secretly practice shooting with Chen Yijun's guards in the suburbs.

He had been fed no less than a few hundred rounds of bullets in the restaurant, one for self-protection, and the other for following orders.

So I gave it my all, shot at close range, and every shot hit the target."

"Oh?" Dai Yunong raised his eyebrows slightly, "What is your relationship with Miss Chen?"

"Director, I was her classmate when we were studying abroad, and I once pursued her, so we have a good relationship privately."

Mao Qiwu looked at Dai Yunong mysteriously.

"Virgo, you've found a treasure! From now on, it will be much easier for us to find out about things related to the CC department."

Dai Yunong couldn't hide the joy on his face and nodded happily.

"Qi Wu is right. This time we have to find a way to get Wen Han to the top of the CC department. Then we'll see how Chen Hongzhi plots against me in the future."

"Qiwu, get a bottle of red wine that my wife sent me. I want to have a drink with Brother Wenhan today and wish him a bright future."

"Yes!" Mao Qiwu nodded in agreement, then turned around and went to the wine cabinet to find a bottle of red wine.

After opening the door, he took three cups and poured half a cup into each.

Dai Yunong picked up the wine glass, and Lu Yang also took one.

"Brother Wenhan, ever since my Four Heavenly Kings were killed by the Japanese, I have been planning to reorganize the Thirteen Guardians.

You have to act well. I'll have to bear with you for a few days and just be a shooting instructor in my training class.

I'm also setting up a WeChat account for you. Later, you'll lead the formation of the Thirteen Guardians of the Lixing Society." After saying this, he thought for a moment and said, "You'll be the Chief Guardian, codenamed 'Nighthawk.'"