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

Gu Yan nodded and said:

"Okay, you should also be careful and stay safe."

He knew that it would be difficult to outsmart the opponent, but he believed that since Yuan Ye said so, he would be able to come up with a good idea.

Gu Yan also said that he visited the members of the three teams on behalf of Yuan Ye, distributed bonuses and encouraged them. The members were very excited and felt that there was hope in working with the team leader. They all looked forward to the team leader issuing new tasks.

Yuan Ye was very happy to hear that the team members were in high spirits. This was exactly what he wanted to see. Even if he was made of iron, he could only hammer a few nails, and only when everyone gathered together could a flame burn high. He needed a loyal and cohesive team. After Chu Yuntian returned to the mountain city, he did not want to rely too much on the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station.

He now has a special status and maintains a certain degree of independence, which enables him to better protect the safety of himself and his subordinates.

He gave another sum of money to Gu Yan and asked Gu Yan to find a new safe house for the three teams as soon as possible after Chu Yuntian left.

After leaving Hengyuan Grocery Store, Yuan Ye went straight to Huamei Pastry Shop, preparing to poison Wang Jingwei.

His plan was to pretend to be someone from Villa No. 5 and go to pick up the cake in person.

Huamei Pastry House only knew that the cake was ordered by someone in Villa No. 5. They probably didn't know who lived in Villa No. 5 or who ate the cake, and Wang Jingwei's people couldn't tell them.

So it should be easy for Huamei Pastry House to believe and let the person pretending to be from Villa No. 5 take the cake away.

Of course, there is one difficult aspect of this method. If you go too early and someone pretending to be from Villa No. 5 goes to pick up the cake, people may not have started calling to order cakes yet, which would be difficult to explain and could easily arouse suspicion among the people in the store.

If you go too late, the cake may have been sent away.

Only by knowing the time when Huamei Pastry Room received the call from Villa No. 5 could we pick up the cake at the right time.

This step can only be done by myself. With my extraordinary hearing, I can find a place near Huamei Dim Sum Room. As long as it is no more than a hundred meters away, I can easily eavesdrop on the phone call of Huamei Dim Sum Room.

After hearing the cake ordering call from Villa No. 5, he called Huamei Pastry Room pretending to be someone from Villa No. 5 and told them that there was no need for delivery and that he would send someone to pick it up.

Then someone pretending to be from Villa No. 5 entered the store, took the cake, and poisoned the cake. The rest was easy. He just pretended to be a waiter from Huamei Pastry Shop and delivered the cake to the door.

After delivering it, of course he had no control over what happened next, but as long as Wang Jingwei ate the cake, he would surely die.

It was just nine o'clock in the morning when Yuan Ye arrived near Huamei Pastry Shop. He put on his makeup in the car, got out of the car, and walked into a teahouse fifty meters away from the pastry shop. He ordered a pot of tea, and while drinking the tea, he listened quietly to the movements in Huamei Pastry Shop.

This pastry shop is truly a famous one in Shanghai, and its business is particularly good. Customers constantly come into the store to buy pastries, and calls come in from time to time asking the pastry shop to deliver goods to their homes.

Yuan Ye waited for half an hour, but there was no call from Villa No. 5.

I was a little worried, wondering if I was too late and that Villa No. 5 had already been called. If that was the case, I would have to come earlier tomorrow.

Actually, I shouldn’t have come too late today, I arrived at nine o’clock.

Yuan Ye knew that although the name of Huamei Pastry Shop was Chinese, it was actually a Western pastry shop. The owner was French and it only opened at 8:30 am every day.

Yuan Ye was just thinking about it when the phone in the pastry shop rang again, and his hope was rekindled.

But this time he was not disappointed, as the call was from Villa No. 5.

The person on the phone asked the pastry shop to send the same cake from yesterday to Villa No. 5 and asked for it to be delivered within an hour.

After Yuan Ye finished the call, he quickly left the teahouse and walked quickly to a telephone booth on the street. After entering the booth, he picked up the phone and called Huamei Pastry Shop.

He saw the phone number on a sign when he passed by the bakery.

He said that the cake for Villa No. 5 didn't need to be delivered, as he had someone nearby who would come to pick it up in a while.

The people in the pastry shop would naturally be more than happy to receive it, as they are very busy right now and the delivery man hasn't returned yet, so it would be better if they could come and pick it up without him sending it to them.

Yuan Ye put down the phone, waited for a few minutes, and then slowly walked towards the Huamei Pastry Shop.

As soon as he entered the store, he said to the clerk:

"Is the cake for Villa No. 5 ready? I'm here to pick it up."

The clerk had just received a call a few minutes ago, so he naturally had no suspicion. The cake had already been packed. The clerk took a cake box from the shelf marked with a note saying Villa No. 5 and handed it to Yuan Ye.

After paying the money, Yuan Ye returned to the car. He opened the cake box and evenly dripped some of the colorless and odorless poison that Wang Tianwang gave him on the cake. He used about one-third of the bottle and waited until the poison had completely seeped into the cake and no trace could be seen. Then Yuan Ye resumed packaging.

He changed into a waiter's outfit and drove straight to Villa No. 5.

He was about a block away from Villa No. 5, so he got off the car early, turned a corner and walked towards Villa No. 5.

More than a hundred meters away from the villa, Yuan Ye was stopped by a sentry. After being asked about his purpose and searched all over his body, he was allowed to pass.

Yuan Ye arrived at the gate of the villa, and two Japanese military police with live ammunition stood on both sides of the gate.

A middle-aged man who was chatting in the concierge saw him holding a cake in his hand and knew that it was the cake delivered by the pastry shop.

But this person is a new face, not the same guy as before.

He walked out of the concierge, came to Yuan Ye, and asked:

"The cake is delivered. Why is the person different today? Why didn't that guy come?"

Yuan Ye handed him the cake box and said with a smile:

"He's sick today, so my boss asked me to take him there."

The middle-aged man nodded without saying anything, paid the money for the cake to Yuan Ye, and walked into the gate carrying the cake.

Yuan Ye was actually a little nervous. If this middle-aged man called the pastry shop to confirm, he would be in trouble.

Fortunately, this person just asked casually and didn't take it to heart.

Although Yuan Ye was nervous, he was not too worried. He had considered the possibility of such a situation before. In that case, he would have to control the delivery guy and ask him to call the pastry shop and ask for leave.

But he did not do so. Firstly, it was too troublesome. Secondly, he thought that the people in the concierge would not be so alert and would not doubt the identity of a waiter.

When he came here with Su Xiwu before, he saw the middle-aged man in the gatehouse accepting the cake, and he heard some conversations. This man was only in charge of general affairs.

Such a person has not received professional spy training, so it is impossible for him to be so vigilant. Besides, the security of the villa is the responsibility of the Japanese gendarmerie, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Yuan Ye turned around and left, returning to the car, thinking that the operation was half successful, and the remaining half was just waiting.

Man proposes, God disposes. I hope the final result will be what he wants.

Thinking of this, he started the car and drove towards Huahai Hospital.