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

"What relationship? I am Brigitte Lin."

"Oh dear, Brigitte Lin from the Paramount Ballroom? How could you end up with a man like that? What a pity, what a pity!"

When the neighbors heard that it was indeed Brigitte Lin, their eyes lit up. Although they said it was a pity, they enthusiastically went over to help.

"Hey, you old man, what are you trying to do? She's a married woman. What's wrong with a girl from the Paramount? Didn't you see she's carrying a child and taking care of a man? What business is it of yours? Are you asking for a beating?"

A burly woman walked out from the side, grabbed the man's ear, and made him scream in pain.

"Be gentle, be gentle~~~ So many neighbors are watching, have some face for me~~"

"Do you still have any shame? Get back to cooking! Um, Miss Qingxia, I'm sorry, my husband hasn't been raised well. Seeing you with a child and your husband like this, it must be tough for you. I don't have much here, but it's enough for two meals. Take it, don't be shy."

As the burly woman spoke, she pulled out some loose change from her bosom and insisted on giving it to Qingxia.

"Yes, it's so pitiful. She used to be so successful, but now she's married to a man like this, and her child is so young. It's so sad... I have some here too. Don't think it's too little. Take it and make do. It's not easy to make a living in Shanghai these days. If all else fails, recover from your injuries and take your man westward. Find a small village far from the war and live out your life in peace."

Upon hearing that it was none other than the once-famous Brigitte Lin from the Paramount Ballroom, the neighbors, for some reason, were overflowing with sympathy and generously donated money, giving Brigitte Lin a handful of change, making her feel quite embarrassed.

"Neighbors, what are you doing? I, Qingxia, haven't fallen to this level yet. Take it back quickly."

"Alright, stop being stubborn. Your man's leg is injured like that, it's hard to say whether he'll even survive. Take this money and buy him some medicine or food to help him get some nutrition. We may both be poor, but we live in the same alleys of Shanghai, so we should help each other, especially since things aren't peaceful right now, with Japanese devils everywhere. Help each other out if you can."

This time, it was the woman who had argued with Qingxia at the beginning who spoke. The neighbors' kindness brought tears to Qingxia's eyes. She decided not to explain anymore, put away the change, and silently bowed to everyone.

"Neighbors, fellow countrymen, I, Qingxia, will remember your kindness today. If I ever become successful in the future, I will definitely repay you. Putting everything else aside, I, Qingxia, am putting this out there: I'm going to hold a three-day feast in our alleys and streets!"

"Alright, alright, then we'll wait to feast on your big spender."

The kindness and simplicity of these people deeply moved Qingxia. She accepted the change and memorized everyone's faces. She decided that even if she had to borrow some money, she would first ask Mr. Zhou for some, and she would do everything she could to repay these kind neighbors.

For the next two days, Qingxia did not go home. She only asked a child in the alley to pass on a message to the antique shop. Later, the blind man came over in the middle of the night, brought some medicine and some money. Since he was not sure if there were any Special Higher Police or No. 76 agents around, he did not dare to stay long and left quickly, leaving only his old mother and his baby sister to take care of the wounded soldier.

It must be said that this weapons expert was destined to survive. Although his wounds looked so serious, and Qingxia had no experience and treated him with "violent methods," he still managed to pull through.

On the third day, the expert was able to sit up in bed, drink a small bowl of porridge, and his strength and complexion had improved significantly.

"Thank you... thank you, comrade."

"Hey, what comrade? Now everyone in the neighborhood knows we're husband and wife, so don't let it slip. This is our little girl. By the way, even though we're husband and wife, I still don't know your name."

The expert took a couple of breaths and said, "I... my name is Wang Zhaohui. I heard they all call you Qingxia. Thank you, Qingxia. Don't worry, I will definitely repay this life-saving grace."

"Oh dear~ I don't need your repayment. Young Master Zhou said that you are a weapons expert. As long as we can safely escort you to our rear, we can influence the course of the war and make our soldiers fight even more bravely on the battlefield. What you did is truly great! I'm just a woman who doesn't understand, but I know that I should be thanking you. You could have stayed abroad and stayed out of it, but you still came back without hesitation, risking your life. For that alone, I, Qingxia, admire you. You're a real man!"

Wang Zhaohui gave a bitter smile, his face showing some shame: "Yes, I knew beforehand that this journey back to China would not be easy, but I never expected it to be this difficult. Seven comrades have already sacrificed their lives to protect me... I can't die. If I die here, wouldn't their sacrifices have been in vain?"

"Yes, so you need to recover quickly, bring your knowledge back to the motherland, arm our troops, and drive all the Japanese devils away. That's what you should be doing. Okay, I'll stop here. I'll go to the market to pick up some leftover vegetable scraps and make you some vegetable pancakes. Now that you've recovered enough, you can't just eat liquid food all the time."

As Qingxia spoke, she carried the child on her back and went out to the market to pick up some not-too-rotten vegetable leaves. She decided to go to the meat stall and scrape some meat scraps off the big bones to use as lard. She would then fry some cracklings and roll them into vegetable pancakes, adding a touch of meat to the dish.

Unsure if anyone was watching her, she didn't dare openly spend money on fine wine and meat, as it would be too conspicuous. However, the antibiotics the blind man brought were very effective. After just one day, Dr. Wang's fever had completely subsided. After another day, he felt he had regained some strength. By the third day, he could even get out of bed with a long stick and walk around the room.

Brigitte Lin stayed here for five days, taking meticulous care of him and providing him with round-the-clock personal service.

By the sixth day, all the medicine the blind man had brought had been used up, and Qingxia felt it was time to change the medicine. Meanwhile, Dr. Wang was already able to walk slowly outside with the help of his cane.

Of course, this was also inseparable from the help from the neighbors in the alley. At this moment, everyone seemed to have become a family. Everyone would leave a little bit of food when cooking, thinking of the poor family of three. Day after day, meal after meal, they managed to fatten up Wang Zhaohui, who was struggling on the verge of death, by two pounds.

That day, Qingxia went to the market as usual to pick up some vegetable leaves, but when she returned with her child on her back, she noticed two suspicious-looking strangers outside the alley.

She rolled her eyes, pretended to be nonchalant, and walked forward while eating sunflower seeds.

As she passed in front of one of them, the man suddenly stepped forward and blocked Qingxia's way.

"Excuse me, ma'am, have you picked up any suspicious people around here, like this?"

The man was dressed in black clothes, black pants, and a black hat; he didn't look like a good person at all. He was holding a portrait in his hand. Qingxia only glanced at it, but her heart clenched because the person in the portrait looked seven or eight parts similar to Expert Wang. These people were spies, spies who were arresting him!