RNP Chapter 63 Delivering the Message
Chapter 63 Delivering the Message
Chapter 63 Delivering the Message
"Sir, in my humble opinion, although Juxiang Pavilion cannot be touched right now because of Matsushima Masako, we can take down Jin Tingsun first," Shen Yi said.
Dai Chunfeng nodded. "Well, let's make him vomit some blood first, and then buy the intelligence."
Seeing Dai Chunfeng nod in agreement, Shen Yi knew he hadn't guessed wrong.
President Chiang must have been wary of Du Yuesheng, otherwise why would he have disagreed with Du Yuesheng's later request to become the mayor of Shanghai?
As for the relationship between Du Yuesheng and Dai Chunfeng, Jin Tingsun has now been implicated as a Japanese spy.
What does Dai Chunfeng do? Isn't this a slap in the face to Dai Chunfeng?
If Du Yuesheng were to break off relations with him over Jin Tingsun, then there would probably be no point in maintaining the relationship.
"Yes!" Shen Yi said.
"Chief, what about the matter of Masako Matsushima?"
Dai Chunfeng realized at this moment that Shen Yi was somewhat overwhelmed.
Matsushima Masako can be said to have been basically under the control of the Special Service. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it's a done deal, which can be considered a great achievement.
However, the assassination was equally important. Dai Chunfeng was very satisfied with Shen Yi's abilities, and he was prepared to entrust this matter entirely to Shen Yi.
"You found the traitor and you also extracted the intelligence, so of course you should arrange this mission yourself," Dai Chunfeng said with a smile.
Shen Yi was delighted to hear this. He was indeed worried that Dai Chunfeng would delegate the task to someone else, and then how could that person possibly remember his kindness?
He had been waiting for Dai Chunfeng to say those words, so he quickly stood at attention and said, "Yes, sir! Please rest assured, I will not fail in my mission!"
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Interrogation room, prison cell.
At this moment, Xiao Wu lay motionless on the ground, his forehead covered in blood.
He committed suicide by running into a wall.
Shen Yi stood silently at the door, watching. This was the first Red Party member to die in front of him since he came into this world.
Xiao Wu showed him the spirit of the Red Party members during this period, which made him deeply admire them.
At this moment, Lin Jiang ran over, looked at Xiao Wu lying on the ground, and kicked the little spy next to him.
"What are you all doing! Can't you keep an eye on him?!" Lin Jiang roared.
The junior agent was so scolded that he dared not retaliate and could only lower his head.
"Brother Lin, don't be angry. Even if he's not dead, it probably won't make much difference," Shen Yi said.
Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang did not continue to attack. He knew that Shen Yi was right, but he was unwilling to give up.
He worked so hard for so long to catch a glimpse of the tail, and then failed like this. How could he be willing to accept it?
But it's no use saying anything now. Xiao Wu is dead, and the Red Party members on his side have probably already left Jinling. All leads have been cut off.
Shen Yi could tell from Lin Jiang's expression that he was still unwilling to give up, but he was not going to let Lin Jiang fight the Red Party to the death any longer.
Lin Jiang's abilities are undoubtedly very strong. If he continues to keep an eye on the Red Party, Shen Yi is worried that something unexpected might happen.
As it happened, Shen Yi had originally planned to let Lin Jiang take the lion's share of the benefits from the Matsushima Masako incident.
He can only advance if his superiors advance.
"Brother Lin, let's talk about the Red Party later. There's a Japanese spy here who might need your help," Shen Yi said.
Lin Jiang, who was still somewhat agitated by the Red Party's affairs, was overjoyed upon hearing this and exclaimed, "Another Japanese spy?!"
He even suspected that Shen Yi had infiltrated some kind of Japanese spy network, and yet the spy network kept coming back.
The virus team had only just caught them less than a day ago, and now another Japanese spy has popped up?
"Brother Lin, let's go back to the office and talk in detail."
"it is good."
Back in his office, Shen Yi handed Ye Shuang's statement and Matsushima Masako's portrait to Lin Jiang, and then gave an explanation.
After Lin Jiang learned that Shen Yi had discovered Ye Shuang was the mole, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine when he looked at Shen Yi again.
How did the other side manage to uncover the mole so quietly?
If I do something, will the other party tell Dai Chunfeng directly?
However, he certainly couldn't ask such a question directly, but he could no longer treat Shen Yi as a subordinate.
"Brother Lin, I'll have to trouble you with Masako Matsushima's matter," Shen Yi said.
"Brother Shen, what are you saying? Now that we have the location of the dead mailbox and the portrait, you're just giving me credit. This is no trouble at all," Lin Jiang said with a smile.
"Our relationship is like brothers, there's no question of giving credit or not. What's mine is yours, Brother Lin, isn't it?"
"Hahaha, Brother Shen is so generous! Having a brother like you in my life is truly worthwhile!" Lin Jiang laughed loudly.
At the same time, he also knew that Shen Yi had asked him to handle Matsushima Masako's matter, so Shen Yi must have other tasks to do.
However, he didn't ask any more questions. There are some things it's better not to know. Sometimes curiosity can get you into trouble.
"Don't worry, Brother Shen, none of Masako Matsushima and her moles will escape!" Lin Jiang said.
"I have complete faith in Brother Lin's abilities," Shen Yi said with a smile.
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Qixia Mansion.
After a busy day, Shen Yi was finally able to go back and rest. As for Jin Tingsun, let him have one more night of fun.
He now needs to find a way to tell Song Yu about Xiao Wu's situation.
He knew there were Communist Party spies in the Special Service, but he also knew that Song Yu was probably unable to contact them now.
Xiao Wu's incident might bring the Red Party's underground work to a standstill for a while, so Shen Yi felt it was best to tell Song Yu about it as soon as possible.
As soon as he got home, Shen Yi saw Cui Lan standing in the kitchen, and suddenly an idea came to him.
Shen Yi walked into the kitchen and said to Cuilan with a smile, "Aunt Cui, what delicious food are you making?"
Cuilan was startled by Shen Yi's sudden appearance. "Oh, young master, you're back."
"Butler Song mentioned wanting to drink pig's feet and soybean soup, so I bought some pig's feet when I went grocery shopping today. I started stewing them this afternoon, thinking I'd send some over to Butler Song later."
"Aunt Cui, you're too good to Uncle Song," Shen Yi said with a smile.
"Uncle Song has been single for so many years, how about I play matchmaker for you two?"
Cuilan blushed slightly upon hearing this and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Young Master, please don't tease me. Butler Song would never look at me."
"Young master, are you hungry? The soup is almost done, let me serve you some."
"Okay, I'm a bit tired today."
As Shen Yi was about to take off his clothes, Cui Lan noticed that there was blood on his body, but she didn't dare to say anything.
"By the way, Aunt Cui, could you just throw this dress away for me later?"
"ah--?"
Cuilan walked over, picked up the clothes, and looked at them. "Young Master, what happened to these clothes? Are they torn somewhere?"
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"Oh no! There's blood on this!"
"It's not broken, but it's stained with dead people's blood, which is a bit unlucky."
As Shen Yi spoke, he turned and walked towards the bathroom, muttering to himself as if he were casually complaining.
"These Red Party members are really tough; I wonder what they ate to grow up like that."
As he spoke, he reached the bathroom door, opened it, and said as he closed the door, "Aunt Cui, just put the water on the table after you've finished your shower. I'll drink it after I finish my shower."
Cuilan felt as if her throat was blocked, and she couldn't utter the word "good" no matter what she tried.
She gripped the clothes tightly in her hands, unable to believe that the blood on them was that of her comrade!
Moreover, judging from Shen Yi's words, that comrade has already sacrificed his life!
Those damn spies!
Cuilan clenched her fists tightly as she listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom.
We're both Chinese, how could he do that?!
But Cuilan knew she couldn't do that; she was now an underground worker and needed to learn to control her emotions.
She kept repeating Song Yu's words to her mind: be patient, be in control, and no matter what happens, tell him first.
After thinking about this, Cuilan finally calmed herself down.
She then quickly ladled the soup into a lunchbox and gave Shen Yi a bowl as well.
"Young Master, don't forget to drink it after you take your bath. I'll go and take it to Butler Song."
"it is good."
Shen Yi, who was lying in the bathtub, let out a soft breath.
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