Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Chairman and His Mother

early morning.

As dawn broke and Ye Shaohong was still asleep, Zheng Yaoxian arrived at the Special Service Department early.

Perhaps having already guessed that Ye Shaohong hadn't slept well last night, Zheng Yaoxian brought Ye Shaohong breakfast when he came over.

He Ji Dim Sum offers shumai, fried dough sticks, and soy milk.

Ye Shaohong opened his sleepy eyes to the sound of knocking on the door.

He opened the door and was greeted by Zheng Yaoxian, who was smiling. Ye Shaohong was slightly taken aback, and then closed the door again.

"What's going on? Are you still half asleep?" "How come I saw Team Leader Zheng as soon as I woke up?"

"I must be dreaming. I'll go back to sleep for a while."

But as soon as he finished muttering to himself, Ye Shaohong stopped in his tracks.

His lips twitched slightly, and he slowly turned around, reopened the door he had just closed, and looked up at Zheng Yaoxian.

"Um... team leader."

"Would you believe me if I said I was just half asleep?"

When Ye Shaohong said these words, he felt so ashamed that he wanted to disappear into the ground.

But there's no escaping what you have to face.

He could only awkwardly offer an explanation.

"Of course I believe it!"

"You, Ye Shaohong, are now the darling of our Special Operations Section. We're counting on you to hunt down Japanese spies. Don't tell me you're still half asleep."

Even if you said there was a woman hiding in this room, I wouldn't blame you.

Zheng Yaoxian's counterattack was quite forceful. He didn't use a single swear word or show any resentment towards Ye Shaohong, yet Ye Shaohong still felt a chill run down his spine.

"without!"

"I can assure you, absolutely not."

As he spoke, Ye Shaohong took a step aside, partly to invite Zheng Yao to enter first.

Secondly, there was also the thought of proving one's innocence.

Zheng Yaoxian pursed his lips, smiled as he glanced at Ye Shaohong's face, and this time he didn't say anything more. He then carried the shumai, fried dough sticks, and soy milk into the room.

"Eat."

"These are the signs for He Ji Dim Sum. I made a special trip this morning to buy them for you."

Looking at the bamboo basket lunchbox that Zheng Yaoxian had placed on his desk, Ye Shaohong smiled awkwardly again, but he didn't want to explain anymore.

With a shameless grin, he walked over in a few steps.

Upon opening the bamboo-woven food box, two oil-paper bags and a small bamboo tube came into view.

There was still a faint trace of heat.

"Hey!"

"Just by the smell, I can tell it's He Ji's dim sum. Brother Zheng really loves me."

"Eat up, the food can't shut you up."

Zheng Yaoxian had already lit a cigarette and was puffing away when he heard Ye Shaohong's words. He gave him another irritating glare.

For the time being, Zheng Yaoxian seemed quite satisfied with the junior student he had personally recruited into the Special Service Department.

He is brave, resilient, and exceptionally intelligent.

He possessed an extraordinary keen sense of smell, especially in the task of capturing Japanese spies.

These are all talents that set Ye Shaohong apart from others.

Zheng Yaoxian believed that if Ye Shaohong could maintain his current state, he would play a significant role in the future war against the Japanese.

They made indelible contributions to the country and its people.

It's a pity that he wasn't a comrade of our party, and even Zheng Yaoxian himself didn't dare to bring it up with Ye Shaohong.

There's no other reason; Ye Shaohong's sense of smell is just too sharp.

If he were to show even the slightest sign of being a member of the Communist Party, it would likely not escape Ye Shaohong's notice. At that point, even Zheng Yaoxian himself would be unable to accurately predict how Ye Shaohong would handle the matter. Would he be allowed to join the Communist Party, or would Ye Shaohong capture him and hand him over?

Let's continue to observe.

A cigarette quickly burned out, and Ye Shaohong, who was behind his desk, had also hastily eaten breakfast. Seeing Ye Shaohong gently patting his stomach, Zheng Yaoxian then asked him about the details of yesterday's events.

Basically, Ye Shaohong had already reported the situation to Zheng Yaoxian by phone last night at the hospital.

The only thing that wasn't reported was the miniature camera and the film inside.

That's the crux of the problem.

He took out the photos that had been developed yesterday from his desk drawer and handed them directly to Zheng Yaoxian.

"Anything discovered?"

Zheng Yaoxian's senses were incredibly sharp. The moment Ye Shaohong took out the paper bag containing the photo, he immediately noticed a cold smile on Ye Shaohong's lips.

They immediately inquired about it.

"We have made some discoveries, but it's a complicated matter."

"Let's wait until you've seen the photos first before we talk about it."

Ye Shaohong didn't rush to reveal everything. He deliberately laid a trap, leaving himself an open question for the rest of the conversation.

Zheng Yaoxian glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions. He simply took the photos and began to examine them carefully.

Because of their different positions, Zheng Yaoxian had more information than Ye Shaohong, so he only glanced at the photos a few times before confirming the information in them.

"This...this is a geographical and topographical map of the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai region?"

"And hydrological information?" "This is all strategic-level military secret. Even within our intelligence agency, we don't have such detailed geographical and topographical maps. How did the Japanese obtain them?"

It's not surprising that Zheng Yaoxian reacted so shockingly.

It's important to understand that the mapmaking capabilities during the Republic of China era were significantly different from those of later periods.

Although the Nationalist government also had a dedicated drafting agency, the maps drawn during this period were not very accurate due to limitations in the era, equipment, personnel, and financial resources.

In some large-scale detailed maps, many villages, paths, and wells are not clearly labeled or described on the maps held by the Nationalist government.

On the contrary, the information held by the Japanese was more advanced.

Take this developed photograph as an example. It not only details the hydrological geography of the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai regions, but also includes surrounding towns, markets, rivers, wells, and mineral deposits.

This shows what?

This shows that the Japanese have long coveted our Chinese land.

The preparations they made for this far exceeded Ye Shaohong and Zheng Yaoxian's expectations.

Besides this, they must have also planted many civilian spies within our Chinese territory, helping them complete the map drawing and compilation work without leaving a trace.

It's unclear how many people would die if this captured intelligence were handed over, but the bald-headed Chairman would certainly be furious.

They would definitely jump up and curse.

wrong.

The Chairman only knows how to curse.

But that's not the main point. The main point is that Japanese spies should have delivered military intelligence of this level directly to their intelligence agencies. Why bring it to Nanjing?

What is their purpose?

Who is the recipient of the goods?

This is the problem that Ye Shaohong and Zheng Yaoxian can't understand and have no clue about for the time being.

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