Chapter 2: Geller Clinic

"Don't be surprised, I am not a bad person, Miss Wu. Tell Old Zheng that I will be waiting for him at the Four Seasons Barbershop on Shanzhong Road tonight." Chen Miao directly put down the water cup and pointed to the doctor's office, saying, "It's my turn in there."

Chen Mingchu's defection was fatal for the Military Intelligence Section in the Shanghai area, and it was highly likely to result in significant damage to the entire Shanghai agency, severely undermining its vitality

The attending physician at the Geller Clinic is a German. Germany and Japan are currently allies, and clinics established by Germans are generally not a source of trouble for the Japanese. Once diplomatic matters are involved, they also do not wish to create complications

The patients in front were called into the doctor's office one by one, and I saw that there was only one person left in line.

Pushing open the door, I saw four or five patients still seated on the bench at the entrance, and a relatively young woman holding a little girl in her arms

Although he does not live here, he still carefully checked the marks he made the last time he left; if anyone had entered, he would know immediately

After Chen Miao was injured, the warning call he made was to the Geller Clinic, which is a secret transportation station of the Military Intelligence in the Shanghai area, serving as an internal transportation hub

Those who often walk by the river will inevitably get their shoes wet. For those engaged in this line of work, if one does not leave themselves an escape route, it is very likely that they will find themselves without a way out

Meyersee Road, Geller Clinic

I touched my forehead; it is not so hot anymore. This is a good sign. It seems that I can get through this hurdle.

Chen Miao stood up, brushed off his clothes, and walked over: "Miss Nurse, I have a bit of discomfort in my throat. Could you please give me a glass of water to drink?"

From Chen Miao's gaze, along with their years of tacit understanding, Lao Fan confirmed that Chen Miao was serious

Struggling to rise, a strong sense of hunger surged within him; on this day, he had not eaten a single bite of hot food

For those in this line of work, injuries are a common occurrence. If one does not prepare a first aid kit at home and instead goes to a clinic or hospital for every injury, the grass would have long grown over their grave.

Chen Miao got up and changed into a gray cloth gown. He went downstairs and saw someone in the kitchen on the first floor using a coal stove to boil water. He casually picked up the kettle and threw the bandages and gauze for changing the dressing into the stove.

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment, I will get you some water." Wu Xin was unable to recognize Chen Miao, as they had only met briefly a couple of times in the past and were not very familiar with each other

What should I do? Hiding here is not a solution. Based on Chen Mingchu's understanding of him, finding him is not a difficult task.

Miss Wu, do you remember the phone call you received around 7:10 PM the night before last?" Chen Miao smiled slightly

Old Zheng, whose full name is Zheng Jiayuan, is a veteran of the Military Unification. He usually maintains a good relationship with him, being cautious and astute. The information regarding Wu Xin was not disclosed to him by Old Zheng; rather, it was something he discovered on his own

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As an undercover agent, the greatest taboo is to seek the spotlight

"Miss Wu, is Old Zheng safe?" Chen Miao suddenly lowered his head and asked Wu Xin in a hushed voice as he took the cup of water.

With a mouthful of water and a mouthful of biscuits, Chen Miao had consumed nearly half a bag. The biscuits were truly difficult to swallow, so he simply decided to stop eating, as dawn was not far off.

Little brat, shine a little brighter, money is not lacking for you

At the newsstand at the intersection, Chen Miao purchased a copy of that day's "News Report" and then sat down at a shoe-shining stall across the street.

The situation of the struggle in Shanghai is becoming increasingly complex, and this high-pressure life on the brink of life and death every day is somewhat suffocating

Chen Mingchu was unaware of the existence of the Geller Clinic as a transportation hub, as it was a secret transit station established by Old Zheng, serving as a precautionary measure.

Old Zheng is the Secretary of the Military Commission in the Shanghai District

Exhausted all the strength in my body, lying on the hard bed board without wanting to move

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Therefore, over the years, he has been unable to rise in rank. As an elder of the Hong Gong Shrine Phase III, he has managed to reach the present point, yet his military rank is merely that of a Captain, which is quite embarrassing to mention

Those classmates who were in the same cohort as him and have fared well are already capable of handling matters independently

The curfew has been imposed, and the power has also been cut off

"Old Fan, be careful. I heard that the black hand of No. 76 has also reached into the school. Pay attention during your 'Student Association' meetings," Chen Miao reminded as he was leaving.

He is Chen Miao's superior, using the cover identity of a Chinese language teacher at Shanghai Minli Middle School. They have always maintained a single line of communication and have cooperated quite harmoniously over the past few years

Administered another injection of antipyretic medication to oneself

Wu Xin, in her mid-twenties, is a nurse at the Geller Clinic and also serves as a courier for the Shanghai branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau. She was introduced to the Military Intelligence Bureau by Old Zheng.

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"That phone is yours..." Wu Xin exclaimed, her eyes wide as she stared at Chen Miao.

Therefore, the decision to establish this secret transit station here was made with such considerations in mind

He is still unable to determine whether the Geller Clinic is safe; necessary caution is imperative. Having spent many years in military intelligence, he may not boast of many other skills, but his level of caution and carefulness is unmatched by few.

The Geller Clinic is a transportation hub, and it can be directly contacted by the district headquarters; otherwise, Chen Miao would not have called it.

However, this type of woman is quite utilitarian and tends to be petty, so he tries to keep his distance and maintain a respectful distance, avoiding offense whenever possible

According to the communication regulations of the Military Bureau, internal and external affairs are separated. External teams communicate with each other through internal channels, while members of each team communicate through external channels, in order to ensure the security of communications

I fell into a drowsy sleep, not knowing when I woke up. I raised my eyes to glance outside the window, and it was pitch dark outside

Thank you. Chen Miao expressed his gratitude while following Wu Xin to the tea room inside

The day has finally dawned

In the internal affairs of transportation in Shanghai districts, the roles are predominantly held by women, as they are generally less likely to be suspected and can use various professions as a cover

The entry and exit of patients at the clinic are also quite normal

Wu Xin is still working at the clinic, which indicates that Old Zheng should be safe. He carefully observed the area around the clinic and did not find any suspicious individuals or unusual circumstances

Of course, he will not allow the other party to come knocking at his door

"Do not go too far; I do not want to find a way to help you dispose of the body later." Old Fan snorted coldly. He had always disapproved of Chen Miao's carefree demeanor, and every time they met, he would scold him. Without a few harsh words, he wouldn't know how to communicate.

He now feels as if he is walking on a tightrope, with cliffs on both sides and an unfathomable abyss below; a moment's inattention could lead to a catastrophic fall.

Fortunately, there is still some water in the kettle; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to drink a sip of water at this late hour on wwwhetushucom .com

What to do next, he has not yet figured out a clue.

Chen Miao did not walk directly towards Wu Xin, but instead sat down at the farthest end of the bench.

"Yes, just taking a stroll on the street and having breakfast at the same time." Chen Miao chuckled. In fact, these dancers often have certain sources of information; sometimes, they know more than you do.

Changing the dressing while enduring the pain and bandaging it alone is certainly more challenging

Chen Miao works in the internal affairs department in Shanghai, having relatively little contact with the intelligence group and action team that operate externally

Only kerosene lamps can be lit

"Sir, rest assured, no one on this street has shoes that shine brighter than mine." The young shoeshiner's face displayed a sophistication and worldly wisdom that belied his age

"Oh, Mr. Fang has returned?" Just as I was about to step out, a figure in apricot yellow walked in through the small door, carrying an empty bucket in hand

Wu Xin's eyelashes visibly trembled for a moment, and she responded somewhat flustered: "Sir, what are you saying? I don't understand. Who is Lao Zheng?"

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Those who work in internal positions have slower promotions compared to those in external roles. However, external work is dangerous; if things go wrong, one could end up losing limbs. In the end, even if one earns a pile of military honors, what good will it do?

That phone call was made to Wu Xin, actually urging her to quickly inform Old Zheng to take emergency precautions

Chen Miao did not lie; he indeed has a safe house nearby, located on Maiyang Road in the French Concession, in a deep alley, where he rents a top-floor loft in a Shikumen building

Mr. Fang, is this going out? This one called Light Beauty is a dancer who works at the Palais de Danse, and she is already posing and preening early in the morning, which is quite uncomfortable to watch

Chen Miao dropped two dimes, lifted his foot, put away the newspaper, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the Gailer Clinic

I am a calamity, one that cannot die

From this angle, he can observe the situation at the triage nurse station through the window of the Geller Clinic that faces the street

Good morning, Light Beauty sister. Chen Miao chuckled and responded naturally, using the alias "Fang Yun" for renting this loft.

The little girl seemed to have a fever, and her anxious mother, while softly comforting her, leaned forward anxiously to peek into the doctor's office.

I found a bag of cookies at the bottom of the box, not knowing when it was prepared. At this moment, having even a bite to satisfy my hunger is quite good.

Take care of yourself

Struggling to take off his shirt, Chen Miao tore away the gauze that had already adhered to the wound, his body trembling incessantly from the pain, sweating, and feeling as if he were nearly drained of all strength

A day and two nights have already passed, and he is unaware of the situation outside, nor can he rashly contact anyone he knows

Here you are, sir

It is evident how significant Chen Mingchu's defection was to the influence of the Military Intelligence Section in the Shanghai area

Since it is a safe house, it must be well-prepared. From a wicker box under the bed, a medical kit was taken out, which contained alcohol, gauze, and other supplies in abundance

The population residing here is complex, making it a convenient place for concealment

He could not see the wound completely, so he used a small round mirror to look at it. Xiao Qi had treated the wound very well, cutting away all the inflamed and necrotic tissue.

Chen Mingchu is the assistant secretary of the Shanghai District and also serves as the head of the Personnel Section. When it comes to understanding the Shanghai District, there are indeed very few who can compare to him.