Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 441 Secret Meeting with Li Yunlong

Zheng Yaoxian personally took charge?

Upon hearing this news, Ye Shaohong was visibly taken aback.

"Sixth brother?"

"Isn't he recuperating from his injuries in Nanjing? The last time we met, he told me that he didn't plan to go on field missions anytime soon."

Why did you suddenly change your mind?

Despite a slight doubt in his heart, Ye Shaohong still managed to put on a smile. Regardless of the reason, he was very happy to be able to meet his sixth brother, who was both a mentor and a friend, again.

"not sure."

"Our brothers in charge of escorting the shipment didn't see Commander Zheng at the receiving point either." "They only saw Team Leader Song Xiao'an, who sent a message through someone."

Xiao Zhengguo shook his head. Clearly, he didn't know much about the details either; he was just following protocol and informing Ye Shaohong.

"Brother Xiao'an?"

"He's not the type to meddle in other people's business, how could he...?"

"I understand!"

The moment the murmur began, Ye Shaohong suddenly realized what was going on. He knew very well what Song Xiaoan's temperament was like.

I roughly guessed the truth of the matter.

These are things that cannot be told to Xiao Zhengguo and Chi Tiecheng.

After a brief conversation with the two, Ye Shaohong got up and left, returning alone to the two-story building. After closing the door, a smile suddenly appeared on Ye Shaohong's seemingly solemn face.

He shook his head slightly.

“Dai Yunong, oh Dai Yunong.”

"You're quite the schemer. This time, I only failed to consult you beforehand, and you couldn't wait to bring up Zheng Yaoxian, trying to use our relationship to force me to compromise."

"But little do you know that Zheng Yaoxian, whom you have such high hopes for, is actually a member of the Communist Party."

"Still a strategic-level undercover agent of the Red Party."

"You're letting him take charge of this mission to receive military supplies? Isn't that just pushing him to give away the spoils of this trip to someone else?"

For a moment, Ye Shaohong didn't know how to comment on the matter.

"Fine." "Anyway, it was his personal order, so I'll just cooperate."

Why meddle in other people's business?

Casting aside the jumbled thoughts in his mind, Ye Shaohong yawned again. Although he had slept soundly for the past two days, he couldn't recover from the fatigue in a short time.

It's only because Ye Shaohong's physique is special, far exceeding that of ordinary people, that he wouldn't have woken up yet after two days and two nights without rest.

But he can't rest now.

Because he was still waiting for a reply, a confirmation message.

"Jingle Bell."

It's like my wish came true.

Just as Ye Shaohong had this thought, the phone on the table rang. He walked over and picked it up.

"Hello?" "Brother Ye, this is Ouyang."

On the other end of the phone came Ouyang Jianping's voice. With just one sentence, he could hear the joy in Ouyang's tone.

"Miss."

"You're back. What have you thought about the message I just relayed to you and the matters we discussed?"

The last time Ye Shaohong and Ouyang Jianping met, their conversation was somewhat unpleasant. Although they didn't argue in person, it left a slight rift between them.

But none of this matters.

Because both sides are very clear about one thing: the other side is a genuine patriot and is fighting for the country.

It's just that the methods and approaches are different.

Therefore, Ye Shaohong didn't take those minor conflicts to heart. Furthermore, there were many things in the future that would require the assistance of Special Agent Group Five. It was precisely because of this consideration that Ye Shaohong still maintained a degree of respect for Ouyang Jianping when they faced each other again.

The same applies to Ouyang Jianping.

"I've thought it through."

"I called you specifically to thank you, Brother Ye."

As the leader of Agent Group No. 5, Ouyang Jianping has always played the role of the intelligence specialist and logistics manager of Agent Group No. 5.

Her conduct and interpersonal skills are commendable.

Just like now, facing the olive branch extended by Ye Shaohong, regardless of Ye Shaohong's purpose, Ouyang Jianping is grateful.

She was also using this opportunity to try to mend the rift between her and Ye Shaohong and ease the conflict. "Haha."

"Sister Ouyang, what are you saying? Do we need to exchange words of thanks?"

"It's over, it's really over."

Ye Shaohong chuckled. He could understand Ouyang Jianping's thoughts, but as for whether or not to seize this opportunity to resolve the conflict with Ouyang Jianping, he hadn't thought it through yet.

After all, Ouyang Jianping's identity as a member of the Red Party was hardly a secret within the Special Service Department.

Too much contact between Ye Shaohong and Special Agent Group No. 5 did him little benefit.

If he wanted to help the Red Party, he could have easily used Zheng Yaoxian or Ming Jing's help; their cunning and ability to conceal their true intentions far surpassed Ouyang Jianping's.

"That's fine."

"Since you put it that way, Brother Ye, I won't stand on ceremony with you." "The plan you provided is very comprehensive. We should be taking action tonight. After the operation, regardless of the outcome, I will call you to let you know."

"By the way, in a few days, when you're done with your work, remember to come to our rest area. Gao Han has been saying that he hasn't seen you in a long time."

Ouyang Jianping was silent for a moment on the phone, then she laughed.

Seemingly oblivious to Ye Shaohong's growing distance, she brought up Gao Han's younger sister once again for another attempt.

"Sister Gao Han?"

"Okay, I haven't seen her for a while, and I miss her a lot. I also really want to drink Dr.'s hand-ground coffee."

"Then I'll visit again in a few days."

Having obtained the information he wanted, Ye Shaohong stopped talking to Ouyang Jianping. After giving a vague reply, he hung up the phone. Ye Shaohong then brewed himself a strong cup of tea.

So he waited quietly by the window.

Time passed quickly, and night fell. When the clock on the wall struck eight times in a row, there was another knock on his tightly closed door.

"Enter!"

The door opened, and a person who had been missing for a long time walked in.

It's Li Yunlong.

"Section Chief."

"Well, sit down."

Ye Shaohong raised his hand and pointed at the table in front of him, then tossed the cigarette box next to him toward Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong swept his wrist through the air and caught the cigarette box.

After opening it, he skillfully pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took out a match from his pocket, lit it, and exhaled a thick smoke ring. Only then did Ye Shaohong's voice softly break through the air.

"You arrived a little earlier than I expected."

"Tell me, is the setup there ready?"