The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

In fact, as Jian Xingzhi's subordinate partner, Shen Wenjiao only needed to act according to the requirements, and Jian Xingzhi had no need to explain the reasons to her.

But surprisingly, Jian Xingzhi did just that, taking most of the tasks on himself and deliberately weakening Shen Wenjiao's presence.

"Are you so careless? Would you hurt one of our own by mistake?" Shen Wenjiao seemed to have thought of something and scratched her fingers uncomfortably.

She had been thinking about the spy movies she had watched recently, and tried her best to metaphorically describe the methods she knew the Japanese would use in her novel. At this time, she also thought of the undercover agents in the spy movies who almost sacrificed all their close friends to work hard to lurk in the middle of the enemy.

"Oh, it's just their bad luck. You should know that I will shoot you if necessary, and I don't mind taking a risk to avoid some suspicion."

Jian Xingzhi said this lightly, but Shen Wenjiao could hear a hint of blood in it.

"Ms. Shen seems to be particularly fond of thinking about life today. In fact, think about it, for people like us who have blood on our hands, is it possible that there are no innocent souls among our subordinates? Why think so much? In this world, if we don't take action, more people will definitely die."

Jian Xingzhi put down the notebook in his hand and sat on the sofa behind him, raising his hands to cover his slightly red and bloody eyes. He was better than Shen Wenjiao, who knew nothing and still kept a naive look. She had experienced too much.

Jian Xingzhi's sudden politeness made Shen Wenjiao stunned for a moment, and she also fell silent. Yes, since she broke the bottom line and killed someone for the first time, what is innocent or not innocent!

Shen Wenjiao thought of the two human traffickers she killed for the first time. At that time, she was still hesitant and her hands were shaking. But now, no matter how innocent and straightforward she pretends to be, her indifference to human life is increasing day by day.

This feeling was very uncomfortable. Shen Wenjiao could only try her best to turn her target to those who deserved to die, and kept convincing herself that killing such people was to save more people.

"Hehe, I am being a little pretentious." At this moment, Shen Wenjiao had lost all her former cuteness and lovelyness. Her face was filled with a wooden and indifferent expression, giving her the feeling of a mysterious killer.

"Little girl, when do you think we can earn enough money for retirement and retire?" Jian Xingzhi rarely made a joke. In fact, if they really wanted to save enough money for retirement, both Shen Wenjiao and Jian Xingzhi would have done it long ago.

Jian Xingzhi kept talking about taking orders to make money, but in fact, Shen Wenjiao knew that he didn't really confiscate much, and everything was just an excuse.

"Soon enough, we will all live truly normal lives."

Shen Wenjiao added silently in her heart, this is only during the war when they are united against the enemy, otherwise, with the number of people they have killed in the past few years, they are definitely fighters among serial killers, and they have killed countless times.

"Why think so much? Just work, you've led me astray. Go back early, and do everything according to the plan. If you have the chance, take these guys with you. If not, it doesn't matter. They are not the main target~"

Jian Xingzhi clicked on a few people in the photos. They had been preparing for such a long time just for a big one. He would rather kill more people at once than take too many actions and be exposed.

He is still living a very carefree life now.

Shen Wenjiao didn't chat with Jian Xingzhi about anything. She was just a killer who followed orders and didn't have the brains or skills to participate in too much. It was enough to kill a few more traitorous Japanese and contribute to the great cause of the motherland's victory.

Shen Wenjiao didn't know that she didn't just contribute a tiny bit of strength. The materials and information that Shen Wenjiao exchanged for the golden finger and sent to the base played a big role. In Siberia, the flapping of a butterfly's wings can unexpectedly cause a hurricane!

Moreover, Shen Wenjiao also sent over historical records in a breath, almost spoiling the plot. She did not understand war, but the historical events she recorded were equivalent to telling the Red Army leaders the general direction of the future.

Not to mention the impact on the war situation, the bright future depicted above alone gave the leaders great encouragement and excitement. After all, even the most powerful leaders are still human beings. When they face such a big gap in weapons and equipment between the two sides, they will also be hesitant.

The overall situation of the war is much better now than what Shen Wenjiao knew in her previous life, and the number of deaths and sacrifices has decreased a lot compared to history. With the information provided by Shen Wenjiao, the rear base is also developing at a very fast speed.

Sometimes when people have a clear and beautiful goal, the motivation they unleash is beyond their own imagination.

However, Shen Wenjiao in Shanghai had not noticed all these subtle changes. The Japanese, who had already occupied most of the Chinese areas, would not allow the news that the war was going in an unfavorable direction for the Japanese to spread.

A few days later, the date agreed upon by Jian Xingzhi and Shen Wenjiao arrived. Only then did Shen Wenjiao know why Jian Xingzhi had chosen this date.

Today is a celebratory dinner for a Japanese businessman, apparently to celebrate his daughter's return from school, who will soon devote what she has learned to the so-called Great Japanese Empire in Shanghai.

Of course, a little writer like Shen Wenjiao who kept her distance from troublesome things should not be able to attend such a banquet. But by coincidence, the hostess of this banquet was someone she once knew. Facing the invitation that was delivered to her, Shen Wenjiao attended on time with apparent reluctance.

Shen Wenjiao was dressed very freshly and gracefully. She didn't bring too many things with her. She only had a decorative handbag that could hold a few notebooks and pens. The only things on her body were a hairpin on her head and a silver bracelet on her wrist that matched her outfit perfectly.

The person checking the door at the banquet just opened Shen Wenjiao's handbag for the sake of appearance, took a few glances at it, and then let her in.

Shen Wenjiao was wearing a decent outfit, not too eye-catching, but not out of line either.

"Hey, Miss Feng. Did you receive an invitation today?" A girl who had talked a lot of gossip with Shen Wenjiao looked at Shen Wenjiao with a little surprise when she came in.

Shen Wenjiao spread her hands, looked around at the people around her, and said in a low voice, "I'm not too sure, isn't it hard to refuse such a kind invitation? Today... the inspection is so strict!"

Shen Wenjiao looked at the Japanese gendarmerie walking outside the banquet with a bad expression on her face. Her voice trembled slightly, showing the image of a timid and weak literary girl to the fullest.

This is also Shen Wenjiao's consistent behavior to the outside world. She is somewhat afraid of the Japanese and rarely participates in matters related to them during daily conversations.