Traveling through the Republic of China to become a special agent, the system is very easy for me

"Okay, sit tight."

When the driver heard the triple fare, he thought he was lucky and it would be great if he had a few more customers like this every day.

He excitedly pulled the rickshaw and ran, following closely behind the rickshaw in front.

After turning a few streets, the rickshaw in front stopped next to a bookstore, and Li Ruyi walked into the bookstore carrying the box.

The middle-aged man behind also got off the car a few dozen meters behind Li Ruyi, paid the fare, and walked slowly towards the bookstore.

The middle-aged man was Yuan Ye. He walked closer to the bookstore and looked at the plaque, which read Sanye Bookstore.

He walked slowly past the bookstore but did not go in. Through the glass window he saw Li Ruyi talking to the bookstore owner, who was Bingchuan.

Yuan Ye left without stopping, and took a rickshaw back to the safe house of Team 8. He decided to find the bastards of the Mihun Gang and recover the life-saving money that was robbed from the organization.

He didn't want to see the traffic officer commit suicide because of self-blame. Recovering the money would mean saving him, and he would not want to commit suicide anymore.

Losing a loyal comrade is also a loss to the organization, even greater than the loss of money.

……

Sanye Bookstore.

Li Ruyi walked into the store. The bookstore was very spacious. Several shop assistants were busy sorting books. There were also seven or eight customers standing beside rows of bookshelves, reading books attentively. There were all kinds of books on the shelves, including Chinese books and foreign books.

Bookstore owner Zheng Wenyuan was wearing glasses and sitting behind the counter, looking through the account books.

Li Ruyi walked straight to the counter and said to the bookstore owner Zheng Wenyuan:

"Boss, has the Russian version of Leo Tolstoy's Resurrection arrived?"

Zheng Wenyuan, codenamed Bingchuan, is a member of the Shanghai Municipal Committee of the Red Party and his cover identity is the owner of Sanye Bookstore.

"It's here. Come with me to the warehouse to get it."

He then said hello to a clerk:

"Xiao Chen, please help take care of it."

After that, he led Li Ruyi upstairs and into the warehouse. There were many books piled in the warehouse. They walked into an office inside and closed the door.

"Comrade Bingchuan, don't worry. The money the organization needs has been raised."

"What did you say, Comrade Lan Zhu? Are you saying that the money has been raised? You raised 20,000 US dollars in such a short time?"

Zheng Wenyuan asked in disbelief.

"Did I hear that right?"

He added immediately.

He suspected that he had not heard clearly just now. He had almost no sleep last night and was physically and mentally exhausted. He might have been in a trance and had auditory hallucinations.

"Comrade Bingchuan, you heard it right."

Li Ruyi opened the box as she spoke.

"It's not $20,000, but nearly $50,000, of which $20,000 is in cash and $30,000 is in gold."

Zheng Wenyuan was stunned when he saw the neatly arranged US dollars and golden objects in the box.

"Comrade Lan Zhu, you have performed a great service this time. Do you know that? This has saved many soldiers' lives!"

"I didn't raise this money. It was brought to the tavern by a comrade named Wuming. I'm not even sure if he is one of our comrades."

So Li Ruyi told the whole story, handed the letter to Zheng Guangyuan, and asked:

"Comrade Bingchuan, do you know this Wuming?"

Is he one of our comrades?"

After reading the letter, Zheng Guangyuan thought about it again and again and concluded that there was no comrade code-named "Nameless" in the organization.

He shook his head and said:

"As far as I know, there is no one named Wuming in the organization. If he is not a member of the organization, how could he know your code name and the Ruyi Tavern site? You should know that your code name and this site are highly confidential, and only Comrade No. 1 and I know them.

What’s even more strange is that he knew the organization’s urgent needs. How did he know that?

Is it possible that he is a ground worker secretly controlled by Comrade No. 1 and his rank is the highest, so even I don’t know his code name?

I may get the answer after meeting Comrade No. 1."

……

In the French Concession, in a two-story house with its own entrance and courtyard, Zheng Wenyuan reported the situation to Chen Mingzhong.

Comrade No. 1, Chen Mingzhong, professor at Huxi University and head of the Shanghai Red Party underground organization.

Chen Mingzhong was very happy after hearing this. The funding problem was finally solved, and the organization’s funds were a little more abundant. You know, the organization’s funds were already stretched to the point of being stretched to the limit. They couldn’t even pay for the living expenses of many comrades, let alone do other things.

“Old Zheng, this Wuming has helped the organization a lot, but I can tell you for sure that he is not a member of the organization!

This is very puzzling, how did he know the secrets of the organization?"

Chen Mingzhong was puzzled.

"Fortunately, this Wuming is helping the organization. If he is an enemy, it would be too scary. Should we evacuate Ruyi Tavern at this point?"

Zheng Wenyuan asked.

“I don’t think we need to evacuate for now. Judging from this letter, Wuming is still on the side of the organization and is full of goodwill. He also said that he will reveal his identity later.

If we evacuate this point, we might lose contact with him. Lao Zheng, tell Comrade Lan Zhu to try to create opportunities to contact Wuming. I think he will definitely come again."

"Yes, I think so too. Besides, under the management of Comrade Lan Zhu, Ruyi Tavern has a good business and has contributed a lot of funds to the organization. It would be a pity to give it up."

……

Team 8 safe house.

As soon as Yuan Ye came back, he heard the system prompt sound.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for providing 50 US dollars of funds to the anti-Japanese organization and receiving 130 points as a system reward. The host's total points are points.]

[Ding, the system reminds the host that there are changes in the host's personal funds. The total personal funds are: 19 US dollars in cash, gold worth US dollars, small yellow croakers, and about yuan in French currency.]

Only 240 points were left to reach the goal of redeeming himself, but Yuan Ye found that he was not as happy as in previous times, and he didn't know why.

He didn't have time to think about this problem, nor did he have time to open the system to check it out. He had more important things to do now.

He called Li Hui into the house.

"Li Hui, you are very familiar with Shanghai. I have something to ask you."

"Captain, just ask me. I'll tell you everything I know."

Li Hui was very curious and didn't know what the captain was going to ask.

Yuan Ye said seriously:

"I have a friend who took a train from Nanjing to Shanghai. After leaving the station, he was robbed by a gang of rickshaw drivers disguised as rickshaw drivers. There were gold bars worth $30,000 in his suitcase. This amount of money was related to the lives of many people, so I had to get it back as soon as possible.

Do you know anything about the Ecstasy Party? "

"Fuck, they robbed so much money, this group of people is too evil. Captain, let me think about it."

Li Hui thought for a while and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I remember now. Although I have never dealt with the Ecstasy Gang, there is someone who has dealt with the Ecstasy Gang."

When Yuan Ye heard this, he thought there was a chance and it would be easy if someone understood the situation, so he asked immediately.

"Who is it?"