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The other seven agents also nodded, expressing their agreement with Yamamoto Ichiro's statement.

Major Honda's brows relaxed slightly, and his anxiety was slightly reduced.

If Xie Changming had indeed contacted the underground organization while buying groceries, he would have undoubtedly carried some items that could hold leaflets, or perhaps employed a more covert method of contact. However, the agents' reports at least indicate that Xie Changming had not yet come into contact with any members of the underground organization. Furthermore, Xie Changming only carried an empty basket when buying groceries, leading him to conclude that the batch of "Red Party" leaflets was likely still in Xie Changming's home.

He took a deep breath, but still felt a little anxious.

He had set a perfect trap for the leaflets, like a giant spider web, waiting for the "communists" to fall into it. However, the expected "prey" had yet to show up, leaving him feeling extremely frustrated. He didn't want to invest too much energy and manpower in this case, because the value of the leaflets was not enough to warrant further deployment.

Major Honda's gaze fell on the sand table, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Wait three more days."

His voice was cold and full of unquestionable determination.

"If no one comes to pick up the flyers within three days, we will not wait any longer."

He looked at Ichiro Yamamoto with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Secretly arrest Xie Changming and a worker named Peng from the printing factory. Extract intelligence through torture."

Yamamoto Ichiro nodded immediately: "Yay!"

Major Honda returned to his desk and lit a new cigarette. The smoke obscured the eager coldness in his eyes.

At the same time, in a secluded coffee shop in the British Concession in Shancheng.

The environment here is elegant, and the air is filled with the mellow aroma of coffee. Outside the window, the unique European-style buildings of the concession are completely different from the local architectural style of the mountain city, making it feel like being in another country.

In a corner of the café, Agent Cai Muyang was secretly meeting with his superior, the station chief. Cai Muyang's face wore a barely perceptible trace of fatigue, his gaze constantly scanning every corner of the café, alert and cautious.

The stationmaster, a gentle-looking middle-aged man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was holding a cup of coffee and sipping it slowly. His face was calm, and he seemed indifferent to everything around him.

"Has there been any progress in contact with Lu Yang?"

The stationmaster's voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable authority.

Cai Muyang put down the coffee cup in his hand and took a deep breath.

"There's progress, Station Master."

Cai Muyang said.

"But we can't rush it."

He paused and reported in detail the details of his contact with Lu Yang.

"Regarding the defendant in the 'theater assault case,' he has been released on medical parole."

Cai Muyang said.

"I have successfully persuaded Lu Yang to mediate this matter. He also accepted three small yellow croakers as a thank you gift."

Upon hearing this, the webmaster's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, and a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

"Three small yellow croakers?"

The stationmaster repeated softly, a hint of amusement in his tone.

"It seems that Lu Yang is not immune to this."

He placed the coffee cup on the table with a soft clink.

“It’s good to have human weaknesses.”

He looked at Cai Muyang with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

"Now, can you speak to him directly?"

Cai Muyang nodded.

"almost."

Cai Muyang said.

"As long as there's money to be made, Lu Yang should be willing to listen to me. He's already tasted the sweetness."

A satisfied smile appeared on the webmaster's face.

"very good."

He picked up a document on the table and pushed it in front of Cai Muyang.

"The Northern District's superiors have issued an order to rescue one person."

Cai Muyang took the document, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"who?"

The webmaster did not answer directly. He just looked at Cai Muyang with a hint of warning in his eyes.

"This man's name is Bai Lisen. He's a notorious bandit with extraordinary martial arts skills, and is skilled in using flying knives and pistols."

The stationmaster's voice was low.

"Shortly after the Japanese army occupied the area last year, he was reported and detained in the detention center of the local puppet police station."

Cai Muyang frowned slightly, he was a little confused.

"Stationmaster, what's the point of rescuing this person?"

The stationmaster's face darkened instantly when he heard this. He put down his coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Cai Muyang sharply.

"Cai Muyang, you don't need to inquire about the reasons behind the mission."

The stationmaster's voice became stern, with an unquestionable command.

"This is an order from the top!"

He emphasized the tone of "orders from above".

"If you dare to disobey, you will be punished by the family rules!"

Cai Muyang's body trembled violently, and he immediately lowered his head, not daring to ask any more questions. He knew that the stationmaster's "house rules" were no joke.

"Yes! Stationmaster! I understand!"

Cai Muyang responded immediately.

"But, Stationmaster, what is the specific reason for Bailisen's arrest? So that I can launch a rescue operation."

The stationmaster's expression softened.

"It is said that he was reported because of uneven distribution of the loot from a robbery."

The stationmaster said.

"As for the rest of the details, you need to find out on your own."

He picked up the coffee cup again and took a sip.

"I'll give you a month."

The stationmaster's voice returned to calm.

"Within a month, plan how to get Bai Lisen out and control him so that he can be used for your own purposes."

He paused and his eyes fell on Cai Muyang's face.

"It would be best to use Lu Yang to handle this matter."

Cai Muyang's eyes suddenly lit up.

The stationmaster continued, "The more interests Lu Yang has with us, the easier it will be to persuade him to rebel in the future."

Cai Muyang's face showed a thoughtful expression. He knew that this was a bold plan, but if successful, it would bring them huge benefits. He weighed the pros and cons and finally made up his mind.

"Yes! Stationmaster! I'll do my best!"

The stationmaster's eyes sharpened again and he slammed his coffee cup down on the table.

"Do your best?"

The stationmaster's voice was low, but it carried a chill.

"Cai Muyang, I want you to give it your all!"

He looked at Cai Muyang with a warning in his eyes.

"If you can't complete the task on time, I won't be able to keep you."

Cai Muyang's body trembled violently. He immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to the stationmaster.

"Yes! Stationmaster! I will do my best!"

The stationmaster said nothing more. He finished his last sip of coffee, stood up, and left the cafe first. His back disappeared at the entrance of the cafe, leaving Cai Muyang alone, sitting there, looking thoughtfully at the coffee cup in front of him.

Almost at the same time, there was a medical clinic, Tzu Chi Hall, on the outskirts of the mountain city.

The clinic was a tranquil place, the air thick with the faint aroma of herbs. Inside, a tall, thin doctor named Zhang Hongyun sat at a desk, flipping through a medical book. He wore a pair of reading glasses, his face calm, his eyes gleaming with the wisdom of a scholar.

The door was gently pushed open, and the female supporting actress, Miss Wang, walked in. There was a trace of fatigue on her face, but she couldn't hide the anxiety in her eyes.

Zhang Hongyun looked up and saw Miss Wang, a barely perceptible smile on his face. He put down the medical book, stood up, and invited Miss Wang into the house.

"Miss Wang, you're here."

Zhang Hongyun's voice was gentle. He closed the door with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Why did you come today? Didn't we agree to come tomorrow?"

Miss Wang did not sit down. She walked quickly to Zhang Hongyun with a hint of urgency in her tone.

"Doctor Zhang, I got some important information from Lu Yang today."

Miss Wang said.

"It may be related to why Xie Changming was targeted by the Japanese. Moreover, it also involves the safety of another comrade. Time is urgent, so I can only come today."

Zhang Hongyun's eyes instantly sharpened upon hearing this. He immediately put away the medical book, leaned forward slightly, and asked hurriedly, "What's the news? Tell me!"

What he is most concerned about at the moment is Xie Changming's affairs. Although he has taken measures to evacuate all contact points and personnel known to Xie Changming, he still very much wants to know the reason why Xie Changming was exposed and whether he has betrayed.

"Lu Yang said the police arrested a printing factory manager named Zhang Likun. They said he was connected to the 'Red Party' case."

Miss Wang's voice was very low, but every word was clearly heard by Zhang Hongyun.

"Zhang Likun has been crying foul, saying he was the one who reported the case. He also mentioned a man named Peng, saying he was colluding with the Communist Party."

Miss Wang's gaze fell on Zhang Hongyun's face, and she saw that Zhang Hongyun's expression became extremely solemn.

"Lu Yang also said that the arrest of Zhang Likun was a direct order from the 'Taijun'."

She paused.

"After hearing the order from the 'Taijun', Zhang Likun dared not make any more noise."

Zhang Hongyun's face turned extremely pale. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"The surname Peng..."

Zhang Hongyun repeated the name in a low voice, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.