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

Chapter 631 Shadows Moving in All Directions

After a brief conversation with the intelligence agent, Ye Shaohong left.

As he left, the intelligence agent returned to where his comrades had gathered.

Hey guys.

"Look what this is! The site manager is giving out tips!"

When the thick wad of US dollars was pulled out, the other intelligence agents were dumbfounded.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, smiles immediately appeared on their faces.

They ran towards the person who had approached them.

"Gazi, you've struck it rich!" "Did the stationmaster really give this to you? So much money!"

"It must have been given by the station manager. I'm penniless, do you think I could come up with that much money?"

"Hey, don't grab it."

"The stationmaster said that we are to split this money equally. Anyone who tries to take more than their share will lose their head."

Amidst the laughter and merriment, several intelligence agents on duty outside had forgotten the responsibilities they were supposed to bear.

They all started scrambling for money.

Unbeknownst to them, while they were scrambling for the money, the warehouse door not far away slowly opened a crack.

Li Yunlong walked out carrying a sack.

Upon emerging, Li Yunlong's first glance fell upon several of his men who were arguing and fighting over something not far away.

Annoyance flashed across his face at first, followed by a sudden realization.

After a brief moment of thought, Li Yunlong didn't hesitate any longer. He darted away, carrying the sack, and disappeared into a dark corner.

With a few leaps, Li Yunlong had already quietly left the place.

And at the same time.

The intelligence agent who was distributing money to his colleague also turned around without making a sound.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

"Fine, let's divide the money then. Why are you taking off my clothes? Do you suspect I'm pocketing it?"

"Stop tearing, can't I take it off myself? You people are just judging others by your own petty standards. I've seen through you all."

……midnight.

Back at his villa, Ye Shaohong didn't rush to rest.

He brewed himself a strong cup of tea and sat down in the villa's living room, waiting quietly.

A few minutes later.

A phone rang.

Ye Shaohong picked up the telephone, and Li Yunlong's voice immediately came through.

"Stationmaster, everything has been taken care of."

"Okay, I understand. You should get some rest."

After a brief response, Ye Shaohong hung up the phone without saying another word.

Was he specifically waiting for Li Yunlong's reply?

Yes or no.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shaohong did not return to his room to rest, but waited patiently again.

The event passed quietly by.

About ten minutes later, the phone rang again in the quiet reception room.

"Hey!"

"Station chief, something's happened. Tonight, one of the Party Affairs Investigation Department's outposts was attacked by unidentified individuals, and it's said that more than a dozen people died."

"The people in the Party Affairs Investigation Department have gone mad."

"They're searching the whole world for the killer."

This time, the caller was a staff member on the night shift at Jiangcheng Station. He sounded very anxious when he called.

They seemed quite flustered.

This made Ye Shaohong's face even more gloomy and unpleasant.

"What are you shouting for?"

"Someone from the Party Affairs Investigation Department died, not someone from our Special Service Department. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You've disturbed my rest in the middle of the night. I think you don't want to work here anymore!"

"Go and receive your punishment yourself!"

Amidst a barrage of curses, Ye Shaohong raised his hand and slammed down the phone.

Ye Shaohong then waited patiently.

During this time, he checked his watch three times.

The hour hand of the wall clock gradually moved to a position around 2 a.m.

"Still no word?"

"Could I have guessed wrong?"

Ye Shaohong thought for a moment, then looked up at the old-fashioned wall clock again. Just as he was about to get up and leave, the phone rang again.

This time, however, Ye Shaohong didn't rush to answer the phone. He sat to the side, his eyes narrowed, staring coldly at the telephone.

He watched the phone ring again and again, pausing briefly before ringing again, at which point Ye Shaohong finally reached out and answered it.

The moment he answered the phone, he tilted his head back and yawned.

"Hey, who is it?"

"ha……."

Amidst the yawns, a familiar voice reached Ye Shaohong's ears.

It is Dai Yunong.

In fact, long-distance phone calls were already possible during the Republic of China era.

In January 1934, the Ministry of Transportation of the Republic of China government laid 3173 kilometers of telephone lines in nine southeastern provinces.

The project was basically completed in February 1936. However, the telephone network of that era had too many sources of leakage. Not only was there no point-to-point telephone network, but personnel in the telephone exchange also had to manually operate the program-controlled exchange to make point-to-point connections.

During the connection process, the human operators at the telephone exchange can hear the entire conversation.

Therefore, even though telephone lines have been set up, people rarely use them to communicate when it comes to confidential matters.

Messages were usually exchanged using telegrams.

After Ye Shaohong took office in Jiangcheng, although he would occasionally contact the Jinling headquarters by phone, what he said was basically unimportant information.

But today is different.

Dai Yunong, the head of the Special Service Department, surprisingly contacted Ye Shaohong by phone.

"Xiao Qi, it's me, Dai Yunong."

"Did I disturb your rest?" "Senior?"

"I'm sorry, Chief, I was sleeping and didn't hear your phone ring. Is there anything you need?"

On the phone, Ye Shaohong appeared flustered and even seemed to feel a sense of self-blame.

But in the reception room, a cold smile slowly crept onto Ye Shaohong's lips.

He knew that he made the right bet.

Sure enough, Dai Yunong called.

"Something has indeed happened!"

"Have you heard the news? The Jiangcheng Party Affairs Investigation Bureau's stronghold has been attacked by unidentified individuals."

"Just tonight, more than a dozen of their men at one of their strongholds died. A fire was also set on the site, and the fire spread along a street, burning down more than a dozen houses."

On the phone, Dai Yunong spoke in a steady tone, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"what?"

"Was the loss really that severe? About an hour ago, I received a call from the night shift staff at Jiangcheng Station, and they relayed this news to me."

"I just thought that since the dead were all people from the Party Affairs Investigation Department, I didn't take it to heart."

"They didn't ask for details in detail either."

“I even cursed at the person who made the phone call to relay the message; that was my fault.”

"Please punish me, sir!"

Ye Shaohong seemed to be frightened. He shouted urgently, and then he recounted what had just happened in its entirety without any concealment.

He didn't shirk his responsibilities and took them on immediately. But in his heart, Ye Shaohong was cursing him vehemently.

"Oh shit."

"That old fox is still giving me that official talk; he's trying to test me!"

"You want to play with me, huh? Then let's play slowly and see who loses patience first and surrenders first!"