Living in the Republic of China era, from undercover agent to immortality

Li Changfeng went to work at No. 76 in the afternoon and witnessed Liang Zhongchun's body being brought back by the military police.

"Waaah, Lao Liang, you risked your life for the Japanese, and in the end, you died at their hands."

"I absolutely cannot believe it, how could you be a Kuomintang spy...?"

"You must have been framed. You died such a terrible death..."

Liang Zhongchun's wife cried her heart out.

The group of agents from the Operations Department remained silent, none of them willing to approach.

After all, Liang Zhongchun was taken away by the Japanese.

They were interrogated for three days and three nights and were beaten to death in their cell.

The body was only returned because of Li Moqun.

Li Changfeng straightened his clothes and bowed silently to Liang Zhongchun.

That old bastard got himself killed; his body is already rotting.

However, Liang Zhongchun's wife, Su Wan'er, is beautiful and has a lot of resources at her disposal.

"Sister-in-law, please accept my condolences."

"I never expected that Director Liang was a Kuomintang spy. There's not much I can do to help him."

"Take this money and use it to make arrangements for Director Liang's funeral."

"After all, we had a good relationship when he was alive..."

Li Changfeng took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into Su Wan'er's hand, saying with a sympathetic expression.

This money was a red envelope Liang Zhongchun gave me when he sold a batch of goods through my channels last time.

This is a good opportunity to comfort this poor woman.

"Section Chief Li, you are such a good person."

"I just went to see Director Li, but he wouldn't see me."

"Among the entire No. 76, you're the only one who treats Zhongchun like a brother."

"Wan'er doesn't know how to thank you enough, sob sob..."

As Su Wan'er spoke, she threw herself into Li Changfeng's arms, tears streaming down her face.

At this point, Su Wan'er was at her wit's end.

Liang Zhongchun was killed by the Japanese, and the Su family was also implicated.

Su Wan'er desperately needs to find a powerful backer.

Li Changfeng was like a lifeline, giving her a sense of warmth.

"Sister-in-law, please don't do this. Director Wang and the others are watching."

"Director Liang's body is barely cold, and we still need you to handle the funeral arrangements."

"I will take care of the rest."

"I will ensure that your Su family is not implicated, but... my abilities are limited, I can only do my best."

Li Changfeng pushed Su Wan'er away and said very seriously.

He glanced at the agents from Operation 76 around him, looking troubled.

Liang Zhongchun was beaten to death, and many people coveted his position.

Li Moqun will soon have his house raided. Li Changfeng has no sympathy for Su Wan'er; instead, he wants to acquire Liang Zhongchun's shares in the black market.

Only then could he be considered to have entered the core position of No. 76.

"Section Chief Li, I understand."

"Just name your price, even if it means your sister-in-law offering herself to you."

Su Wan'er saw Li Changfeng's predicament and immediately wiped away her tears and spoke up.

He had worked alongside Liang Zhongchun for several years, learning the ropes and understanding the ways of the world.

He immediately grabbed Li Changfeng's arm and expressed his opinion.

"Sister-in-law, I heard that Director Liang has shares in the black market in Minhang."

"If you give these shares to the Japanese, it might leave a way out for your Su family."

"As you know, Director Li and Wang Manchun are eyeing the Su family covetously and will definitely not let them go."

"They all want the wealth that Director Liang has accumulated over the years."

“I have some connections with Colonel Takeda of the military police; I can put in a good word for you.”

Li Changfeng, displaying the spirit of a lackey, said with a devout expression.

Tonight, he is going to meet Takeda Ichiro as agreed.

Offering up shares is a perfect way to pledge allegiance to the organization.

"Okay, I'll have someone bring Lao Liang's body back in a bit."

"Come to my house."

"The shares in the black market can't be kept now either."

"It's better to hand it over to Section Chief Li than to let the people from No. 76 benefit from it."

"If this matter is resolved, my sister-in-law will definitely reward me handsomely."

Su Wan'er pondered for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said.

Liang Zhongchun owns 25% of the shares in the Minhang black market, and his monthly share is several thousand silver dollars.

Besides him, Li Moqun and several other people from the Japanese military also held shares.

Even Wang Manchun, the head of the intelligence department, owns 15 percent of the shares.

While serving the Japanese, No. 76 was also amassed wealth at the same time.

These people aren't fools; they're all leaving themselves a way out.

Li Changfeng wanted to muddy the waters so that he could reap the benefits.

"Okay, I'll go pack my things first. See you in a bit."

After receiving Su Wan'er's reply, Li Changfeng nodded and turned to walk towards his office.

Eliminating Liang Zhongchun and seizing most of his assets was something he had planned long ago.

........

When I arrived at the General Affairs Department, I packed my things.

Li Changfeng also took the opportunity to check the dead mailbox on Baoshan Road.

Because in today's newspaper, the rattlesnake contacted him again.

I took a detour to buy some daily necessities for Huang Cuicui and observed the surroundings for more than ten minutes.

After scanning almost everyone, Li Changfeng finally took out a letter from the dead mail box.

Inside the envelope, Li Changfeng saw two more lines of small print.

"Go to the Bai Mansion to assassinate the Japanese expert? It's an extremely urgent matter!"

Upon seeing this news, Li Changfeng was stunned.

The White Mansion was a secret Japanese intelligence agency, unlike the Special Higher Police, and was overseen by Doihara Daji.

They primarily engage in sabotage activities and clandestine missions, remaining unknown to outsiders.

It's full of Japanese people inside. Putting aside the fact that I'd killed someone, just getting in would be a problem.

One drawback of Death Note is that you have to see the person you want to kill.

Otherwise, if you just write down any name, the notebook won't be able to track down the enemy.

........

Meanwhile, Zhang Hai, who was hiding at the dock, took out another secret telegram.

The contents of the secret telegram shocked him greatly.

"Up to one rank, the reward is a third-class Yunhui Medal and two thousand legal tender."

"It seems there's a chance I'll have to meet Stinger again."

He told Boss Dai exactly what Poison Sting had said last time.

Unexpectedly, the boss was not angry at all, and even rewarded the kid with two thousand yuan.

It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.

His total expenses for this trip to Shanghai amounted to only one thousand French francs.

"If this kid completes the new task, I'll get a promotion too."

"This poisonous stinger looks pretty good..."

"Besides liking to brag and play around with women."

Zhang Hai thought excitedly to himself, and then destroyed the coded telegram.

The reward for Poison Sting won't arrive for a few more days.

Then he will go see Stinger and inquire about the mission's progress.

"If he can really complete this task, I will be very impressed."

After packing his things and changing his clothes, Zhang Hai shook his head.

He knew very little about the Stinger.

However, I heard that he knows Sixth Brother, who is a very capable person.

Zhang Hai hailed a rickshaw and left the dock, heading straight for the Paramount Casino.

Gambling, womanizing, and gathering intelligence about Shanghai were his daily routines.

Zhang Hai's other task was to monitor the intelligence station in Shanghai.

"Shanghai at night, Shanghai at night, you city that never sleeps..."

As a melodious tune began to play, Zhang Hai, with a woman named Xiao Chunxiang in his arms, started singing and dancing.

He was unaware that several gloomy eyes had already been fixed on him in the darkness.