Espionage: You're tasked with spying, but you'll blow up the Special Higher Police?

Ah Gui and Fu Sheng helped the firefighters evacuate people and fetch water to put out the fire.

Fortunately, the fire was not very large this time, and it was quickly brought under control with everyone's concerted efforts.

However, what puzzled the residents in the alley was that Ah Gui and Fu Sheng, despite being dressed in police uniforms, worked incredibly hard at extinguishing the fire as if they were saving their own homes. Most importantly, they didn't loot during the fire; they were genuinely evacuating people and fetching water to put out the flames.

"Young man, how are you? Are you hurt?" An elderly woman pulled at Fusheng, whose face was blackened by smoke, and kept asking him questions.

"Hehe, I'm fine." This was the first time Fusheng had been thanked so much, and his cheeks flushed red, and he even started to stutter.

Zhou Hongyi walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "How about it, Fusheng? It feels good to be thanked for doing good deeds, right? Remember this feeling, and you'll know that doing good deeds is more fulfilling than doing bad deeds."

Fusheng didn't seem to understand, he just kept nodding and grinning foolishly.

"Let's go, we have other things to do." Zhou Hongyi led the two of them on a leisurely walk, stopping frequently, until they finally stopped in front of a Western restaurant.

He didn't say anything, walked to a noodle shop at the alleyway opposite the Western restaurant, sat down, and ordered three bowls of wonton noodles.

"You must be hungry after a long day. Come on, eat quickly."

Fusheng's eyes lit up when he saw the wonton noodles, and without caring whether they were hot or not, he shoveled them into his mouth.

Although Ah Gui was also eating, he kept an eye on Zhou Hongyi's reaction.

He noticed that although his older brother was also eating noodles, he kept glancing at the Western restaurant across the street from the corner of his eye.

A moment later, the door of the Western restaurant was pushed open from the inside, and several men in black trench coats and top hats hurriedly walked out. Their eyes swept around warily, and they shoved the person they were protecting into a car parked on the side of the road before stepping on the gas and driving away.

Not only that, Ah Gui also noticed that after that car drove away, another car followed behind. These people were suspicious, with sharp eyes, and clearly had something wrong with them.

Zhou Hongyi looked away, slurped a mouthful of noodles, and asked, "So, Ah Gui, did you figure anything out?"

Ah Gui said with a serious expression, "Team leader, there's something wrong with these people. They're in a hurry, and they're all on guard. Combined with the unnatural bulge at their waist, we can deduce that they're spies."

Zhou Hongyi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad. You noticed so much even without me reminding you. It seems you've been observing and learning diligently. Those people are indeed spies, and elite spies from the Special Higher Police."

"Special Higher Police agents...are they Japanese?"

“That’s right. The person protecting them is our target for the next operation. I’m here today to give you a scouting trip. This person is a traitor within the Red Party. He defected to the Japanese and leaked a lot of information about anti-Japanese patriots, causing extremely bad consequences. My idea is to kill him as soon as possible. Every day he stays alive is another day of danger.”

Ah Gui's expression hardened. After the Qingdong Massacre, he hated traitors, Japanese devils, and collaborators to the bone, wishing he could drink their blood and eat their flesh. Now, hearing Zhou Hongyi talk about it, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother, tell me, what should we do?"

Zhou Hongyi tapped the rim of the bowl twice with his chopsticks and said, "These things can't be rushed. Eat quickly, or it will get cold. I'll talk to you as we walk."

He had just used [Insightful Eye] to get a preliminary look at this group of people. His target was the one being closely protected by the Special Higher Police: Mr. Su, a Red Party traitor codenamed "Fireworks."

This person was previously a fabric shop owner with a fairly large business. He was a bourgeois individual who enjoyed Western food, coffee, and jazz. It was precisely because of this that he was corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets of capitalism, ultimately leading him down the path of betrayal.

Zhou Hongyi wasn't afraid of the other party's betrayal; he was afraid that the other party had no hobbies. This Mr. Su would come over for a Western meal every few days, and he also really enjoyed going to dance halls like the Paramount and the Cinque de la Cité to enjoy jazz music. He was interested in anything related to foreigners, but he looked down on traditional dramas.

Combining the people he had at his disposal and the intelligence he already possessed, a bold plan had begun to take shape in Zhou Hongyi's mind.

He plans to join the Chamber of Commerce, have Xiao Bei participate in the beauty pageant, and avenge Ah Gui by killing this Mr. Su all at the same time.

Of course, completing so many tasks at once was indeed very difficult, but after observing and spying on him for the past few days, he got an extremely unexpected result: Mr. Su had actually been invited to be a judge for the Miss Rose beauty pageant, which created another convenient condition for him.

Beauty pageant, revenge, infiltration, assassination—these actions coincidentally came together. Fate is indeed wondrous. But similarly, without the extraordinary ability of the [Eye of Insight], Zhou Hongyi would have let the opportunity slip away even when it was presented to him. But now that he had discovered it, he was determined to make use of it.

In the next few days, he decided to use the information he got from Colonel Shimazu to continue to track and observe Mr. Su. Once he figured out his behavior patterns and preferences, it would be much easier to take action.

Just as the other person was leaving by car, Zhou Hongyi learned from another message that this person was going to the Paramount Ballroom that night to enjoy Maggie Cheung's new song, which was a great opportunity to get up close and personal with her.

"Are you full? If you are, let's go and continue patrolling."

Fusheng not only finished his own portion, but also swallowed the remaining half bowl that Zhou Hongyi had left. While the latter was talking to Agui, he seemed not to hear a single word, completely focused on the food in front of him.

After they finished eating, as the three of them patrolled the alleys again, Zhou Hongyi suddenly asked, "Fusheng, when you were eating wonton noodles, did you notice anything wrong?"

Fusheng scratched his bloated belly, his expression extremely innocent, even foolish, but his next words made Agui shudder and almost kill him.

"What did you find wrong? Well, it might be that you and he kept staring at the people coming out of the Western restaurant. Those people had a peculiar smell, the kind my grandma used to say about, the kind that comes from places with the Japanese flag."

Zhou Hongyi wore a smile on his face, but in his heart he looked at Fusheng with different eyes.

The reason he asked this question was that when he was observing the target using the [Eye of Insight], he also inadvertently saw Fusheng's information.

This seemingly simple-minded and honest man, though constantly struggling with wonton noodles, is not mentally stagnant; he raises questions and provides answers on his own.

"Why are the older brothers looking at those people?"

"Those seem like petty criminals. Are you planning to take action against them, boss? But aren't we police officers?"

"Could it be that my brother has another identity? Never mind, whatever his identity is, he's still my brother. Following him is definitely the right thing to do, at least I won't go hungry."

Yes, this was Fusheng's inner monologue just now. He had actually guessed Zhou Hongyi's secret with almost perfect accuracy, which was truly surprising.

However, Zhou Hongyi exclaimed that he had struck gold with Fusheng's performance today. Fusheng's exceptional appearance and personality made him a genius for surveillance and espionage. With a little training and guidance, he could definitely handle things independently without arousing suspicion. After all, who would suspect a fool?