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

"Beep beep beep~~"

“Ding ding ding ding~~”

At noon, the area outside the Western restaurant was bustling with traffic and people.

Fusheng was very obedient. Zhou Hongyi told him to keep an eye on that person, so he sat here every day eating wontons, sometimes all day long. Today, after finishing his third bowl of wontons, Agui ran over and told him he could go back now and didn't need to keep an eye on him anymore.

Not long after, a black sedan pulled up not far from the Western restaurant, and Mr. Su walked into the restaurant surrounded by several secret agents.

Yesterday he didn't get to eat the dishes he wanted, but today as soon as he walked in, the manager of the Western restaurant greeted him warmly, nodding and bowing, and claimed that today's dishes were cooked by a chef they had invited from the West, and were offered to Mr. Su for free.

The change in the other party's attitude pleased the traitor, who immediately straightened his clothes, tucked a napkin into his collar, and prepared to enjoy his Western food.

At this moment, Qingxia, the blind man's mother, is carrying her child on her back and helping to prepare ingredients in the kitchen.

The chef here is not a Western chef at all, but a native local who is fat, greasy-faced, and was once a crazy suitor of Brigitte Lin.

"Old Wu, thank you so much. Ever since I gave birth to our second little girl, my body needs nourishment. The money I earned as a blind man is not enough for the three of us. What can I do? I'm just unlucky. It's all thanks to you for letting me do odd jobs here. But look, I haven't given up my cooking skills, have I? Look at the fruit flowers I carved and the platters I arranged. They're so classy."

The chef kept staring at Qingxia's waist and chuckling foolishly while she was speaking, looking like a lecherous man. But the latter could easily list dozens of ways to deal with this kind of man, so she didn't care at all, as long as she could complete Zhou Hongyi's task.

"Hehe~ Qingxia, you've become even more beautiful after giving birth. Why don't you consider me? Anyway, you don't have a man, so we can live together. Look, I make quite a bit of money cooking at this restaurant every month, so I won't mistreat you and your baby."

The fat chef reached for Qingxia's hand as he spoke, but Qingxia, like a slippery eel, rolled her eyes and nimbly dodged him, scolding, "Are you kidding me? Don't you know where we are? All your apprentices are watching. Besides, what do you take me for? What do you mean I don't have a man and have to settle for someone else? Even though I've had two children, I'm still a beauty in Shanghai. If I wanted to make a comeback at the Paramount, I'd be the top courtesan in no time, you believe me?"

"I believe it, I believe it."

As the fat chef spoke, he stroked the back of his thick hand, because Qingxia had just slapped the back of his hand, which made him feel a little flattered.

"It's not that you have absolutely no chance... but if you want to marry me, you must have a Western-style house, a car, your own yard, and you must marry me properly, with eight people carrying me in a sedan chair. You can't just quietly bring me home like you would a widow. I, Qingxia, am not that lowly!"

Hearing that he might still have a chance, the fat cook's eyes lit up, and he straightened up, saying, "No...no problem! I'll work hard to earn money, buy a house, buy a car, you can have everything you want!"

"Hmph~ That's more like it. But Lao Wu, you should cook today's meal and serve it to them first. Didn't you say today's guest is very important?"

While Qingxia was bantering with him, she had secretly mixed the amygdalin powder, pepper, and black pepper that Zhou Hongyi had given her and sprinkled it on the foie gras and black truffle sauce.

Reminded by her words, the chubby chef hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, today's guests seem to be very important. The dishes are ready, you guys should serve them to the guests first."

When the fat man was talking to the other kitchen helpers, he instantly put on a stern face, looking authoritative and bossy, clearly showing off in front of Qingxia.

Qingxia kept her eyes on the plate of foie gras until it was taken out of the kitchen. Then she rolled her eyes, patted her back and said, "Oh dear, I've been busy all day, I'm a little tired, and the baby is hungry. Lao Wu, I'm going back to feed the baby first, and I'll come back for lunch."

When the chubby chef saw that Qingxia was about to leave, he was a little reluctant, but he didn't know how to persuade her to stay. He could only look at her longingly and say, "Oh, then... then you must come this afternoon. After I'm done with work this afternoon, I'll use the leftover ingredients in the kitchen to cook you a Western meal."

Qingxia swayed her hips as she walked away, waving her hand and saying, "Who wants to eat that kind of lousy food from foreigners, half-cooked and undercooked? I still prefer our local cuisine. I'm leaving."

"Hey Hey......"

Even after Brigitte Lin's figure had disappeared around the corner of the alley, the fat head chef was still standing there, drooling and grinning foolishly.

Meanwhile, Mr. Su had already eaten most of the foie gras and black truffle dish in front of him with a knife and fork, nodding and praising it as he ate.

"Excellent, truly excellent, just the right taste. And today's sauce seems to have an extra flavor, but it's just the right amount, enhancing the freshness without compromising the original deliciousness. Please call your head chef out; I'd like to ask him what ingredients he added."

Upon hearing that Mr. Su wanted to see the head chef, the manager smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir, our head chef is busy cooking for the foreign consul and the manager. He came here today specifically to cook this meal for you, and he will leave immediately after finishing. He is not in the kitchen right now."

"Oh?"

When Mr. Su heard that the other party was not there for this reason, he was not angry at all. Instead, he felt a sense of pride. It turned out that the chef who cooked for him was also cooking for those foreign bosses. Wasn't his status the same as that of the foreigners?

"Very good, then I'll meet your head chef again next time I have the chance. I'm very satisfied with today's meal. How much?"

The manager waved his hand and said, "No...no money. We apologize for not being able to treat you to a meal yesterday. The boss said that we absolutely cannot accept your money for today's meal. We just hope you will come often in the future, which would be the greatest affirmation for us."

Mr. Su didn't intend to force the payment. He was very satisfied with the restaurant's attitude today, which greatly satisfied his vanity. Moreover, the other diners were casting curious and envious glances at him, making him feel almost euphoric.

After lunch, Mr. Su, surrounded by agents, got into a car and left. Meanwhile, in the shadows behind a building, Zhou Hongyi quietly lowered the curtains and watched his target eat the poisoned dish. At this moment, he was completely in the countdown to becoming the "Master of Deception."

Due to the influence of the "Master of Tricks," Zhou Hongyi's brain development level is now ten percentage points higher than that of ordinary people. Moreover, all sorts of bizarre and diverse methods of murder, accidents, and poisoning appear in his mind all at once, making him feel as if he has opened the door to a new world. It seems that he could write a whole million-word suspense novel in a minute right here.

"The 'Master of Deception' truly lives up to his name..."

Zhou Hongyi sighed inwardly, then left the safe house and called Ah Gui to head straight for the Great World, which was also the key location for their second poisoning.

Although the Great World amusement park wasn't open for business yet, Zhou Hongyi, as a judge for tonight's talent show, was allowed to enter early. Many others also needed to arrive early to prepare drinks and for rehearsals. They had heard that even a major general from the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai would be attending, and that Colonel Shimazu and Ding Mocun would be accompanying him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hongyi was even somewhat tempted: "Damn it, they caught a big fish? I'm almost tempted to kill these guys too."