Chapter 8 Notebook

The presence of Chen Mingchu has already made the Military Intelligence Service in the Shanghai area extremely vigilant, and now with the addition of a former district chief, it is simply adding insult to injury

You little glutton, you are craving the chestnut cake that San Ge bought for you, aren't you? Liang Xueqin gently scratched Qiao'er on the bridge of her nose

Qiao Er shook her head and said, "I am afraid that it will not work."

It is possible that Wang Tianheng is unwilling to accept the situation, frequently traveling between the North and Shanghai, and staying in Shanghai for extended periods without leaving, which greatly irritates Boss Dai

He would have a bowl of noodles in a nearby alley not far from the newspaper office, and then return home. This is his habit. After working all night, the newspaper office does not provide breakfast, but offers some subsidies so that the workers can buy a breakfast nearby after their shift.

"Sister Xueqin, I am back." Qiao'er, with her ponytail, lifted the beaded curtain and entered from outside, wearing a light blue low-neck, diagonal-collared wide-sleeved jacket, paired with a silver-red horse-face skirt. Her rosy cheeks were flushed, and she radiated the vitality of a youthful beauty.

"I will pass on the meal, as I have other matters to attend to. I will take what I need and leave," Chen Miao politely declined.

The doctor came to see us today. Although Boss Gu's condition is not life-threatening, it will require a period of rest for a complete recovery.

"Third brother, no need, I have enough money to spend," Xiao Qi hurriedly declined.

How is Lao Gu?

This matter caused quite a stir within the Military Control in the Shanghai area. After Wang Tianheng arrived, Chen Mingchu approached him. Wang Tianheng intended to promote Chen Mingchu to the position of acting secretary, which is currently held by Old Zheng. However, this was vetoed by Cao Lijun, as there were concerns that Chen Mingchu might defect and betray, which would not implicate Wang Tianheng.

Liang Xueqin is ironing clothes in the bedroom. A discerning person can see that this is a set of men's clothing, clearly not belonging to Liang Xueqin, but rather the dirty clothes that Chen Miao has changed out of, which have already been cleaned.

After a day of turmoil, Chen Miao fell into a deep sleep, burdened by heavy thoughts

"Third brother, this is the item you asked me to retrieve, all of it is in this box." He took out a wicker box from the cabinet compartment and placed it on the table

If Lao Gu cannot take the stage, it will have a significant impact on her

These are all difficult matters to discuss

"Good." Xiao Qi did not hesitate

Gongdongdong ... ...

Chen Miao was about to refuse, but suddenly changed his mind. He knew this was a kind gesture from Xiao Qi, and if he did not accept it, she would be unhappy. He reached out and took it, saying, "Alright, I will take it for now."

Is it off work?

I came here not only to see you and to report that I am safe, but also to retrieve the items I asked you to hold for me said Chen Miao, nodding reassuringly

Zheng Jiayuan and Wu Xin left directly after staying at Chen Miao's place for approximately less than half an hour

Third brother

The personnel situation in the Shanghai region of the Military Commission is bound to be chaotic for a while. What adjustments will be made next? Will a district chief be parachuted in from elsewhere?

Although aligning oneself with a particular group can lead to greater resources and opportunities for advancement, it inevitably comes with significant risks; there is no free lunch in this world

No, it is your third brother's clothes

This secret is known to no one except for himself

Qiao'er, go to the department store to buy some nutritional supplements. Tomorrow, we will watch Lao Gu together," Liang Xueqin instructed. The mid-year book meeting of the Guangyu Society is one of the most important events for Shanghai's pingtan artists throughout the year, as the upcoming year-end conference will determine who will become the leader in the pingtan community.

"It suddenly rained last night, and his clothes got soaked. I had Lao Cai bring him a set to change into, and that set has been left here," Liang Xueqin explained. As for Chen Miao's injury, the fewer people who know, the better. Although Qiao'er is not an outsider, she is still young and inexperienced, and she is not cautious around outsiders, making it easy for her to let something slip. Therefore, it is best to keep it hidden as much as possible.

I hope that Old Zheng can give him some good news, it all depends on how the acting district chief, Cao Lijun, will decide, and currently, only Old Zheng can get in touch with him.

Because most of these newspapers are located in the concessions, the Japanese constitution has no enforcement power, and more often than not, they are helpless. It is precisely for this reason that the people living in the isolated island of the concessions are able to understand the situation occurring outside.

... ...

This news is truly shocking. Wang Tianheng is not only a high-ranking official in the Military Commission but was also the district chief of Shanghai. He has been engaged in both open and covert struggles with the current acting district chief, Cao Lijun, leading to severe internal strife. As a result, he has angered Dai Yunnong and has been dispatched to the north

It is estimated that at this moment, Boss Dai is also seething with rage, his anger reaching a boiling point

"Has the third brother been here?" Qiao'er exclaimed in surprise

Brother San, take this for self-defense

"Sister Xueqin, I just really like eating Kaiserling chestnut cake..." Qiao'er said, wrapping her arms around Liang Xueqin's arm and playfully whining.

He is not very talkative on a regular basis, nor does he have any bad habits. He is one of the few people to whom Chen Miao can entrust his life

Pushing the cart and preparing to move forward, her gaze suddenly fell upon Chen Miao, who was smoking under the tree at the entrance of the vegetable market. Xiao Qi immediately displayed a childlike smile of joy.

Chen Miao was waiting for him near the entrance of the market. He bought a pack of cigarettes from a street vendor, lit one up, and had barely taken a couple of puffs when he saw Xiao Qi approaching on a bicycle, carrying a faded tool bag on his back.

He is an intelligence editor. Apart from his primary cover work, he spends his time reviewing intelligence and materials, and compiling codes. To put it bluntly, he has a mental map of Shanghai, which also includes the underground.

One of the four pillars of the Military Unification Bureau, Wang Tianheng, has surprisingly defected and turned against us

"Can Old Gu attend the mid-year meeting of the Guangyu Society at Huiquan Building the day after tomorrow?" Liang Xueqin asked with a hint of concern on her face.

This mid-year conference is aimed at competing for a qualification to enter the finals. If one does not participate or fails to advance, then the leader of the year-end conference will be left without a chance.

Chen Miao took out almost half of the cash and stuffed it into Xiao Qi's hand: "Take this money."

Because Xiao Qi finishes work at a very precise time every day, as soon as the bell rings, they can leave. In fact, they have already completed their tasks; however, the rules prohibit leaving early, as that would be considered absenteeism and would result in a deduction of wages.

I know, when the neighbors ask, I always say you are my cousin, and I don't mention anything else. Little Seven nodded.

I am fine, the fever has subsided. No one has come to look for you these past two days, right?" Chen Miao asked in a low voice as he entered the market with Xiao Qi.

"Alright, Sister Xueqin," Qiao'er nodded, noticing a set of neatly ironed men's clothing on the table. Her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, "Sister Xueqin, why do you have a set of men's clothing here? Is it for a performance?"

They drank it down in just a few sips

Fortunately, there was indeed a thunderstorm last night, and she used this excuse to speak to Old Cai.

No

Therefore, if he wishes to leave, he can do so effortlessly and safely without anyone noticing, as he has at least four or five escape routes in mind, all of which are absolutely secure

Liang Xueqin affectionately patted the girl's head. Qiao'er, who has been with her since the age of eleven, has now been with her for nearly seven years. Although they are referred to as master and servant, in reality, they are like sisters

With Chen Miao's abilities, it would be a very easy task to shake off the tail behind him

The morning market is crowded, making it difficult to pass through, so there was still a distance of seven or eight meters. He braked suddenly and got off.

Upon waking up, it was already bright outside. In mid-July, Shanghai experiences the hottest season of the year. Chen Miao got up, feeling a bitter dryness in his mouth. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a large cup of cool boiled water

Although he has worked with Chen Mingchu for a considerable amount of time and they share a good personal relationship, he does not seek promotion or wealth, maintaining a relatively neutral stance. Even during the peak of the power struggle between Wang and Cao, he did not completely side with either party

I advise you to keep our relationship as discreet as possible from outsiders

Chen Miao closed the rattan box and prepared to leave, saying: "Take good care of yourself, and I will come to see you again after a while"

This is extremely important for Liang Xueqin, who has consecutively won the championship for three years.

Although he took three days off from the racetrack association, he knew that he probably would not be able to attend classes there in the future, as the agents from number 76 were waiting for him to walk into their trap

Well then. Xiao Qi knew that Chen Miao had a special identity, so she did not insist on keeping him and pushed the cart through the market, returning to her rented small room

She has never regarded Qiao'er as her maid. If it were not for Qiao'er’s own unwillingness to pursue her studies and her insistence on learning to sing and perform Pingtan with her, she would not have kept her by her side

... ...

I do not need these gold bars for the time being, so I will store them with you for now. Chen Miao glanced at the six gold bars in the box; carrying so many gold bars with him was not safe. It would be better to keep them with Xiao Qi, as he could come and retrieve them whenever he needed.

After shedding his tail, he stood guard on the route that Xiao Qi takes to and from work. This road is one that he must traverse every day for his commute. Chen Miao deliberately walked this path, and he could even calculate the time with remarkable precision, with an error margin of no more than thirty seconds.

Xiao Qi, as usual, rode her bicycle home from the "newspaper office"

In addition to the notebook, Chen Miao also asked Xiao Qi to bring him two sets of change of clothes, some cash, and six gold bars. Although these gold bars belong to him, they are intended for purchasing components for the radio and medicine.

After some thought, I realized that I had disappeared for two days and should inform "Xiao Qi" that I am safe, so as not to cause him any worry

I feel much better now, the fever should have subsided; otherwise, I would go downstairs to brush my teeth, wash my face, and have breakfast

If I had known, I wouldn't have stayed at Boss Gu's place yesterday. Qiao'er pouted, looking quite unhappy

Then he will pass by the vegetable market located at the corner of the alley where he rents a place

"Third brother, I left the things at home, you can come back with me to get them," Xiao Qi said enthusiastically. "How about having lunch at my place later? I can go buy some groceries."

Xiao Qi works as a typesetter at a newspaper called "Ping Bao". Although the monthly salary is not high, it is sufficient for him to live alone in the concession.

Clothing and money are all external possessions, which Chen Miao does not value at all; however, his three notebooks are of utmost importance, as they contain confidential information

Certainly, even if outsiders take it, they will not understand it, because it is recorded in a code of his own creation, and only he knows what is written on it

I never expected that after many years of not being promoted, I would unexpectedly receive a promotion at this time

The Japanese have implemented news censorship in Shanghai, requiring all articles published in newspapers to be submitted for inspection by relevant authorities. Only a few newspapers with Western capital backgrounds are allowed to disregard the ban, but they have long been under the watchful eye of the Japanese special departments, which are eager to eliminate them swiftly

Chen Miao has lived in Shanghai for nearly ten years. While it cannot be said that every corner of Shanghai bears his footprints, among the internal staff of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai, it is likely that no one understands the city better than he does

This does not seem to be something to be overly pleased about; what to do next is the key.

"This is not entirely for you to spend, it also exists here for emergencies," Chen Miao explained. Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi finally put it away.

It seems that the internal purge within the Military Unification's Shanghai district is unavoidable

Listening to the Snow Tower, the attic in the backyard

"Brother San, please wait a moment." Xiao Qi knew she could not keep Chen Miao, so she ran over and pulled out a Browning pistol from under the pillow at the head of the bed

Hmm, Third Brother, how is your ... ... ?" Xiao Qi asked with concern