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

Inside the rented room, Huang Cuicui had just finished washing up.

Then they heard footsteps downstairs, and Li Changfeng walked upstairs drunk.

He wasn't really drunk, just a little exhausted.

Kitada Naoko was too cruel; she tortured him for over an hour, and Li Changfeng was even staggering as he walked.

Huang Cuicui opened the door, grabbed Li Changfeng to support him, and then sniffed.

"Changfeng, you're back so late, and you're all drunk."

"Are you seeing someone else?"

Li Changfeng was stunned when he heard Huang Cuicui's words.

Huang Cuicui was the original owner's wife, and the person who occupied this body always felt indebted to this woman.

Upon hearing this, I felt a pang of shame.

To conceal his identity and meet the system's requirements, he skillfully navigated both sides.

It seems they've all forgotten that they have a capable wife at home.

"Cui Cui went out for a social engagement and met a Japanese man."

"I have no money or power, what woman would want me?"

As he spoke, Li Changfeng waved his hand and placed the things he was holding on the sofa.

It consisted of some snacks and fruits, as well as a few pieces of fine ingredients.

"I bought you some food and some fine fabric."

"Go to the tailor shop downstairs tomorrow and have some new clothes made."

"I'm going to sleep now."

After saying that, Li Changfeng collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep.

He didn't know how to handle his relationship with Huang Cuicui.

The only option he could use was to get drunk and go to bed.

"you........"

"You want these things so I'll stop interfering in your affairs?"

"It's been so many years since we last met, and our relationship has grown distant."

Huang Cuicui closed the door and looked at the things Li Changfeng had brought back.

He glanced at Li Changfeng, who was already asleep, and said, clenching his little fist.

However, when she looked at the bed in the bedroom, a blush appeared on her face.

"I don't care what you do outside, I am still your first wife."

"I will take good care of you."

Thinking of her task, Huang Cuicui gritted her teeth.

I went into the bedroom and crawled under the covers.

Li Changfeng was sleeping soundly and was already snoring.

This instantly extinguished Huang Cuicui's newly ignited enthusiasm...

........

Early the next morning, a Jeep pulled up downstairs at Li Changfeng's house.

Military Police Captain Takeda Ichiro, accompanied by two Japanese soldiers, came up from downstairs.

Li Changfeng had just finished washing up and had breakfast with Huang Cuicui when he saw the car downstairs.

"Boom boom boom!"

A knock sounded at the door, and Li Changfeng went to open it himself.

Upon seeing Ichiro Takeda standing outside, he immediately bowed his head and bent over.

"Changfeng-kun, I had to call No. 76 to get your home address."

"I apologize for disturbing you, and hope you won't mind!"

Ichiro Takeda bowed deeply, giving a full 90-degree bow.

Li Changfeng immediately gave up his seat.

"Colonel Takeda, you're welcome."

"You must have something important to say, please come in and talk."

Ichiro Takeda didn't stand on ceremony and strode in, with two military police standing outside.

Inside the house, Huang Cuicui was clearing away the dishes.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Ichiro Takeda enter.

"Mr. Takeda, this is my wife from the countryside. She just arrived in Shanghai."

"Please don't take offense, Takeda-kun, for being so naive."

Seeing Huang Cuicui's appearance, Li Changfeng immediately pulled her aside and introduced her.

"Takeda Taijun!"

Huang Cuicui bowed her head and greeted them, then walked towards the bedroom.

Takeda Ichiro smiled slightly and took a document from the briefcase beside him.

"Changfeng-kun, this is the employment contract."

"I have already reported to headquarters and applied for a translator job for you."

"Just fill in your personal information and you can start working right away."

Li Changfeng took the contract and looked at it; it was all in Japanese.

However, the general idea is that the Military Police Headquarters hired Li Changfeng as a translator for the Investigation Section.

The employment period is two years, with a monthly allowance of 200 yen.

In addition, there is a confidentiality agreement and a personal information attachment.

"Okay, I'll fill it out right away."

Li Changfeng took a pen from the drawer and began filling it out.

He wrote down his information in the General Affairs Department, as well as Huang Cuicui's information.

Takeda Ichiro picked it up and looked at it, and was very satisfied.

"Very good, I will keep this document on file."

"I hope we can cooperate happily."

Li Changfeng immediately nodded and bowed.

"I am willing to serve Takeda-kun!"

Ichiro Takeda stood up and put the contract into his briefcase.

Then he patted Li Changfeng on the shoulder.

"Changfeng-kun, don't be shy, you are my friend."

"I happen to have a meeting this morning, you can come with me."

Li Changfeng nodded, picked up his coat, and followed Takeda Ichiro downstairs.

Huang Cuicui closed the door and watched Li Changfeng's departing figure thoughtfully.

Li Changfeng got into the car, the jeep started, but it didn't go to the military police headquarters in Hongkou District.

Instead, he went to a place called Bai Mansion in the concession, which was the location of Li Changfeng's mission.

"Colonel Takeda, the chairman has been waiting for you for a long time!"

At the entrance of the mansion, a Japanese man in a kimono saw Ichiro Takeda and immediately stepped forward to speak.

The two sword-wielding warriors at the entrance bowed respectfully.

The two Japanese soldiers who were with Takeda Ichiro stayed in the car and did not follow.

Just as Li Changfeng was about to go in, he was stopped by two sword-wielding warriors.

"Certificate!"

Hearing a noise behind him, Ichiro Takeda immediately turned around.

"Changfeng is my translator. He just started working here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two Japanese samurai stepped back and made way for him.

Li Changfeng cursed the Japanese dogs under his breath, then stepped inside.

In the courtyard of the Bai Mansion, Japanese men dressed in black suits were unloading supplies from trucks.

Li Changfeng glanced at it, didn't ask any questions, and followed Takeda Ichiro directly towards a three-story building.

"Takeda-kun, everyone's here, we're just waiting for you."

When they reached the bottom of the attic, a Japanese woman in military uniform came out, bowed, and said...

"Miss Chida, please lead the way."

The woman immediately turned around and led the two men to the conference room on the second floor.

Inside the conference room, a dozen or so Japanese people dressed in kimonos were kneeling around a long table.

In the middle of the crowd stood a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, dressed in a black suit, exuding an imposing presence.

Besides these Japanese people, there were also several Chinese people wearing long robes standing in the corner of the room.

“Li Sang, you’re standing in the corner behind me, just like them.”

Takeda Ichiro glanced at Li Changfeng and offered a reminder.

Li Changfeng immediately turned around and saw that Takeda Ichiro had sat down at the long table, so he stood in the corner behind him.

He nodded to several people dressed in long robes, but they ignored him.

"Takeda-kun has arrived. I hereby declare the meeting open."

The unkempt middle-aged man glanced around, saw Ichiro Takeda take his seat, and then spoke.

"Thank you for your hard work, Chief Kagesa."

A dozen or so Japanese men bowed their heads in unison and said in unison.

Li Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then his whole body trembled.

The unshaven middle-aged man in front of me was actually the head of the Japanese secret service in Shanghai, Kageyama Yoshiaki.

This meeting seems to be very important.

Besides himself and a few people in long robes, the Japanese people at the long table in the room all seemed to be people of considerable status.