Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 996: Why Bury the Bones in the Hometown?

Shanghai Stock Exchange, Joint Transport Department.

Li Qun walked into Chen Yang's office and respectfully handed the autopsy report on Sun Shaoqian to Chen Yang's desk.

"Forensic Doctor Cao is very efficient." Chen Yang put down the pen in his hand, picked up the autopsy report, opened it and read it.

"Minister, you are really smart. Just as you predicted, Secretary Sun died of an asthma attack and suffocation."

Li Qun smiled flatteringly and said, "Forensic Doctor Cao found some powdered medicine in Secretary Sun's mouth. After testing, it was confirmed to be penicillin."

"After I got the inspection report, I immediately sent a telegram to the intelligence department in Jinling for inquiry. They also confirmed that Secretary Sun himself was severely allergic to penicillin."

"They used this to easily kill Secretary Sun."

"By the way, you reminded me to question the cleaner before, and I did so according to your instructions. He said that there was a special smell when he went in."

"He described it as a very strange smell, like medicine, but he couldn't tell what medicine it was."

"However, he still provided a clue, which is that the windows of the bathroom were open before, but they were closed yesterday."

"It was only after he entered that he smelled the strange odor and opened the window to dissipate the odor."

"So, when we went in, the smell was gone."

Chen Yang frowned. What Li Qun meant was that you can't blame us if this happened. There's nothing we can do about it since the scene was destroyed.

Chen Yang was too lazy to argue with him about this matter. Since Dean Chen would not pursue it, he did not want to be the bad guy.

"Director Li, let's leave Secretary Sun alone for now. Next, you have to do a good job of protecting Dean Chen's security."

"I've warned you that if anything happens to Dean Chen again, I think your position as Deputy Director No. 76 will be over."

Li Qun was startled, and quickly patted his chest and said, "Please rest assured, Minister, everyone at No. 76 will do their best to ensure the safety of Dean Chen."

Chen Yang nodded slightly and said, "Director Li, please go back first. I won't keep you here."

"Minister, you are busy. I will take my leave."

After seeing Li Qun off, Chen Yang closed Sun Shaoqian's autopsy report and put it aside. He stood up, walked to the window and looked ahead quietly.

Knock, knock, knock on the door. Chen Yang said in a deep voice, "Come in."

He Yuehua pushed open the door and said, "Minister, Miss Aisha from Huafu Fund wants to see you. Do you want to meet her?"

Chen Yang asked in a gentle voice: "She came to see me? Did she say anything?"

"Oh, she said there's a shipment of supplies that needs your signature."

Chen Yang nodded slightly: "Let her in."

He Yuehua bowed slightly, turned around and went out to pass on the message. After a while, Song Jiayu, dressed in a dress, appeared at the office door.

"Hello, Minister."

Chen Yang said politely: "Ms. Elsa, please take a seat. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Song Jiayu shook her head and said softly, "Minister, there's no need to bother. Minister Jason asked me to send over a material dispatch list. I hope you can help us arrange the transportation."

"Oh, can you show me the document?"

Song Jiayu handed over the document that she had prepared long ago. Chen Yang took the document, but saw that Song Jiayu's right hand was placed on her left arm and kept clicking.

"The Central Bureau of Investigation has ceased cooperation. All contact mailboxes have been destroyed. This mission is over."

Chen Yang flipped through the document, took out the official seal of the United Transportation Department from the drawer, stamped the words "Express Transport" on the bottom column, and then handed the document back to Song Jiayu.

"Ms. Aisha, take this document to see Colonel Higashino. He will help you arrange it."

"Thank you, Minister Chen." Song Jiayu took the document without stopping, stood up, bowed, and left the office.

Chen Yang tapped the table lightly with his right hand.

The other party suddenly issued such an order and destroyed all contact mailboxes, obviously preparing to take action, and the success rate of their action was not high.

Otherwise, they would not have cut off ties with Mr. A so completely. It was obvious that they knew the outcome of the plan was unpredictable and they did not want to implicate Mr. A.

From this perspective, this instructor Gu has a good sense of the overall situation.

However, at this point, Chen Yang had no chance to tell the other party not to care about the Americans’ reaction and that they must stop the plan.

Everything I do is aimed at depleting the United States' strength so that they cannot easily bully us in the future.

Even if he told Gu Linhuai this reason in person, Gu Linhuai would never believe it.

A person whose vision is higher than others is a prophet and a saint.

However, when your vision is far superior to others and everyone's insights are not on the same wavelength, you are a madman, a real madman.

Chen Yang sighed heavily and murmured, "It's hard to find a soulmate for a high-brow song..."

In the spring of 1942, the signing ceremony of the Shanghai Concession Abolition Act, which shocked the whole country, was held in the conference room on the third floor of Shanghai City Hall.

The meeting was attended by Consul General of the French Consulate General, Gan Gelin, a member of the French Municipal Council;

The representative of the French Concession Municipal Council, Fili, the representative of the Eight-Legged Essay Party, Shen Xingshan, the Chinese leader Wei Yanrong and others.

On the International Settlement side, there were Sir Carl, Consul General of the British Consulate in China, Mr. Wavell, British diplomat in China, Mr. Robert from the British Representative Office, and Jason, Director of the Shanghai Business Department of Huafu Fund.

Compared with Britain and France, the Americans were much more stingy. They only sent a Mr. Gunnar to sign the contract.

Stuart, who was in charge of the negotiations, and the Consul General in Shanghai had set out for the mountain city a few days ago with Lieutenant General Wainwright and others.

At the same time, in a private house in Zhabei District, more than 20 people gathered in the originally empty room.

Du Xiufeng's eyes swept over the Central Bureau of Investigation agent in tight clothes in front of him, and he picked up a ten-pound jar of wine without saying a word.

After breaking the seal, Du Xiufeng carried the jar of wine to the table, where more than twenty bowls were neatly placed.

"Brothers, today's mission is a 100% chance of death. I know this is cruel to everyone, but we joined the army to serve our country."

"Since we have pledged our loyalty to our country, it is our duty to serve it with loyalty."

"Stationmaster, you don't need to say anything, we all understand." Zhan Yunpeng, the team leader, took the lead in picking up a bowl of wine and raised his glass to everyone, saying: "Why bury your bones in your hometown? There are green mountains everywhere in the world."

"Brothers, let's drink this bowl of wine, and we'll meet on the road to the underworld..."

Two chapters are completed. Uh, let me say that I may not have made it clear before. It’s still early for this book to be finished. This story will be completed in a few chapters.

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