Jiang Mingxin came to Shanghai and had already visited the meeting point while on a mission.

He was received by Fan Tingqian, secretary of the underground party branch, whose external identity was a doctor.

He once studied abroad and worked as a doctor in Shanghai Fumin Private Hospital after returning to China. Later, his fame grew and he opened a clinic in his spare time. He has a very good reputation abroad and is praised by everyone as a good doctor.

Fan Tingqian looked at Jiang Mingxin strangely and asked in a low voice, "Why is Comrade Qiuchan here?"

Jiang Mingxin said in a deep voice, "Shanghai Station was destroyed and some members were seriously injured. Chen Tie ordered us to find a doctor, and I immediately thought of you."

"I'll go?" Fan Tingqian frowned, "Your identity......"

Jiang Mingxin also knew his concerns and said in a deep voice: "Whether your identity will be exposed is secondary. You need to prepare early."

"Lin Mu's team will be lying low for a long time. Lin Mu and Fu Yongchen have made extraordinary moves. The soldiers on the front lines are short of medical care and medicine. Secretary Fan has been raising funds. I know all this."

"Lin Mu got a pass issued by the consulate. The danger of transporting special materials with a pass issued by the Japanese will be greatly reduced."

"I have a feeling... there's no harm in contacting Lin Mu. The front lines are gradually coming to a truce, and formal negotiations are beginning. This will only make the conflict between China and Japan more serious. We should prepare early!"

The longer Jiang Mingxin spent with Lin Mu, the more he trusted him.

Although Lin Mu was a member of the Secret Service and was known as Dai Chunfeng's confidant, Lin Mu was also a good person.

He had a strong hatred for the Japanese and never thought of turning his attention to the underground party.

Because of this, Jiang Mingxin trusted Lin Mu wholeheartedly.

"Are you sure the Secret Service won't doubt your identity?" Fan Tingqian asked again.

"No!" Jiang Mingxin nodded solemnly, "I will doubt it but I won't confirm it."

"No, we can't let your identity be exposed."

Fan Tingqian was determined that Jiang Mingxin was the key target of the secret service.

As Lin Mu took action and reported one action after another against the Japanese invaders, the underground party took notice of him.

The Secret Service is not all about internal fighting. They are united in targeting the Japanese. Driving the Japanese out is their common goal, and it will not change because of this!

As long as you firmly believe that it will work, you will not choose to give up.

After hesitating for a long time, Fan Tingqian said seriously: "I can't go with you. The underground party may also have spies who are Japanese spies, and traitors who have surrendered to the Japanese spies will be lurking."

"Once you get involved with me, maybe the Lin Mu team will be implicated as well."

"We all have a common goal, which is to drive the Japanese out of Chinese territory! I believe no one would think it is wrong!"

"In that case, there's no need to think too much. Doctor, I have a more suitable candidate."

Jiang Mingxin asked in surprise: "Who?"

"My nephew Fan Wenwu."

"Wenwu did not join the underground party. He was determined to become the best doctor and was quite dissatisfied with the Japanese's unscrupulous behavior in Shanghai."

"I also want Wenwu to have a better place to go. Wenwu is currently working at a hospital in the French Concession. You can go find him and take him over. Wenwu knows the consequences."

Jiang Mingxin hesitated and said, "You didn't join the underground party?"

Fan Tingqian smiled bitterly and said, "Wenwu's situation is special. He's obsessed with medicine. He might be good at performing surgeries, but asking him to mediate with the Japanese... is far from enough!"

I inherited his medical skills, but not his emotional intelligence!

Fan Wenwu’s idea is to devote himself to the medical field and become the best doctor.

Joining the underground party would not only delay Fan Wenwu's ideals, but also Fan Wenwu is a person who cannot hide his thoughts, so it is too easy to see through Fan Wenwu.

"Okay, I'll go find Fan Wenwu!"

Jiang Mingxin did not hesitate and agreed readily.

Everyone in the team is very sharp. They are all veteran members of the Secret Service and have been involved in various cases.

It is not easy to find a breakthrough from the Secret Service, and it will not be as easy as expected.

Whether or not the effect can be achieved, not everyone can do it.

............

Jiang Mingxin was driving Fan Wenwu's car and was speechless when he saw Fan Wenwu struggling in the back seat.

No matter how much we tried to persuade him, Fan Wenwu just refused to believe it, not a single word of it. This caused the plan to fail, and the desired effect could not be achieved!

Chen Yang's injuries were serious, and we couldn't delay his treatment. All we could do was to quickly tie him up, and there was no need to think about the rest.

Go see the real people first.

In an emergency, he took the risk of kidnapping Fan Wenwu after learning about his character from Fan Tingqian.

Fan Wenwu is very accomplished in surgery, and is also proficient in internal medicine, cardiovascular medicine, etc.

Those who come to Fan Wenwu for treatment are all wealthy and powerful people. If they are not wealthy and powerful people, they cannot afford Fan Wenwu.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Fan. I couldn't do anything about it. The Japanese were watching us very closely. It wasn't intentional." Jiang Mingxin said apologetically.

Fan Wenwu stared at him fiercely, not giving up struggling, struggling all the time.

Jiang Mingxin smiled bitterly.

It was more difficult than he thought. Fan Wenwu was soft-hearted and would not respond to force. It was difficult to deal with him by force. There was really nothing he could do to deal with Fan Wenwu.

After thinking about it, Jiang Mingxin didn't dare to waste time. He stepped forward to untie Fan Wenwu, while apologizing.

Fan Wenwu looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he did not do anything, but was actually untying him and no longer struggling.

Throwing the rope aside, Fan Wenwu's face darkened. "Are you from the Secret Service?"

Jiang Mingxin smiled ingratiatingly: "Yes, a member of the secret service was injured. I was at my wit's end. The Japanese were watching him very closely, and I didn't dare send him to the hospital."

"The Japanese are running rampant in the French Concession. The police have long been in league with them, letting them in. I'd like to ask Dr. Fan for help."

Fan Wenwu's face looked unhappy, but he didn't refuse. After thinking for a moment, he said coldly, "Pay according to my consultation fee."

Jiang Mingxin agreed immediately, "Sure!"

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