The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Faced with many pursuits, some sincere and some malicious, Shen Wenjiao was too lazy to distinguish them one by one, and rejected them all cleanly and neatly. It was because she had a white moonlight in her heart and looked down on everyone.

Shen Wenjiao was scolded by Ms. Feng Ya, who later learned about her daughter's nonsense. Her daughter was writing at home all day and had very limited contact with people. How could she have a white moonlight? It couldn't be Qi, the agent upstairs, or Chen, the editor who was losing hair as he got older.

This is clearly an excuse to shirk responsibility!

Ms. Feng Ya considers herself to be just a small figure and does not pay much attention to major events such as the turbulent outside world and the rise and fall of a country as long as it does not affect her family's life.

Although she often cursed the Japanese gendarmerie in private for having nothing to do all day and making trouble on the streets every day.

Third Aunt endured for several days, watching Shen Wenjiao's arm heal and occasionally go out to watch movies. Finally, she couldn't help it and pulled Shen Wenjiao's hand at dinner one day with an anxious look on her face.

"Jiaojiao, Auntie San treats you pretty well, right?"

Shen Wenjiao nodded uncomfortably. She was not used to her Third Aunt speaking in such a soft voice!

"Aunt San, just tell me what's going on! We're all family, and I won't refuse to help you if I can."

Living under the same roof for these years, Third Aunt was very kind to her, a junior, except for occasionally quarreling with her mother. Shen Wenjiao was planning to take care of Third Aunt with her in her old age. Anyway, Third Aunt probably had some money, so she could just help take care of the child a little.

Of course, it is still a little early to say this. Now, both her mother and Third Aunt are just middle-aged women, and it is far from the time when they need retirement care.

Auntie San glanced at Ms. Feng Ya, gritted her teeth and said bluntly, "Last time I heard you say that you knew that Japanese woman, Fuji or something. Oh, this Japanese name is really weird. Um, can you ask her to find out about Mo Ge'er's situation?"

When she mentioned Shen Wenmo, who hadn't been heard from for two years, Aunt San's eyes became red again, with tears in them about to fall. She had only one son and one daughter in her life. She was worried all day long because her daughter didn't marry the right person. At least at that time, Brother Mo looked promising, so she could still feel confident and comforted.

Now, after many setbacks and hardships, the daughter finally remarried and lived a smooth life. But there was no news from the son, and no one knew what was happening to him now.

Yes, Third Aunt didn’t think from the bottom of her heart that Shen Wenmo had died.

Shen Wenjiao froze, a little afraid to look at her aunt's eyes. She had never dared to tell her family that she had asked someone to find out about Shen Wenmo. After all, he was her brother, and they had always had a good relationship. How could she be indifferent to his life or death?

"Aunt San, I've asked around. It seems that the teacher that Mo Ge follows is quite capable. It shouldn't be a problem."

Yes, Shen Wenjiao has not found out any specific news, but sometimes no news can be considered good news!

When Shen Wenjiao said this, she unconsciously turned her eyes away from her Third Aunt, and she seemed to lack confidence.

How could Third Aunt not see that the news Shen Wenjiao had received was not good? Her heart sank a little involuntarily, and the hand that was holding Shen Wenjiao was shaking uncontrollably.

"Jiaojiao, can you please help me ask again? Really, just ask once more, okay? You have to give me an answer whether it's life or death!"

As soon as Third Aunt finished her words, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ms. Feng Ya and the others also learned from the newspaper that Fuji Mikako worked in some newly established secret service agency over there. Originally, ordinary people like them should try to have as little contact with the other party as possible to avoid trouble.

Ms. Feng Ya's daughter An'an didn't want to have anything to do with the people there, whether it was friendship or hostility. But she saw that her third brother's wife had only been here for two years, and half of her hair was gray. Even though she usually looked energetic, she would be absent-minded from time to time and never stopped making clothes for Mo Ge'er.

She opened her mouth, but still hugged her to comfort her, "Jiaojiao, look~ If it's possible, go and ask, okay? If it works, that's the best. If not, just think of it as having tea with an old friend~"

Ms. Feng Ya was a little hesitant in her words. After all, she still believed that it was better to stay away from No. 79, who had arrested many people in Shanghai. Now she was persuading her daughter to take the initiative to contact such a person, and she was also very nervous and hesitant.

Shen Wenjiao only thought about it for a moment and agreed without hesitation. After hearing Jian Xingzhi's mention, it seemed that Mikako did have some connections.

It seems that she has a rather secret list of spies, and has targeted quite a few people.

"Mom, don't worry! We are all honest people and have nothing to do with that side. There is nothing to be afraid of." Shen Wenjiao said with a relaxed look on her face, but in fact, she was already cheering herself up in her heart.

This was a face-to-face performance in front of the female spy chief! The difficulty level was quite high, and Shen Wenjiao was naturally a little scared because she had something to hide.

But after going out, Shen Wenjiao straightened her back. She just wanted to ask her old friend for help with something. There was nothing to be afraid of.

Shen Wenjiao took a rickshaw all the way to the entrance of No. 79. She could feel the eyes of people looking at her from time to time. The security of this place was stricter than she had imagined.

"Um, excuse me, can you help me find Fuji Mikako? I was her former classmate~" Shen Wenjiao had a sheepish smile on her face and registered at the gate. If Shen Wenjiao hadn't wanted to check out 79 places, she would have gone directly to Fujiya for more convenience.

"Ah? Are you looking for Team Leader Fuji? Oh, then please wait a moment! I'll send someone in to inform them. But I don't know whether Team Leader Fuji is willing to come out to see you." Upon hearing that Shen Wenjiao was looking for Fuji Mikako, the security guard who was originally looking at her indifferently suddenly became a little serious.

Shen Wenjiao was very sharp and saw a hint of fear in the other party's eyes when he mentioned Fuji Mikako. It seems that Mikako has indeed changed a lot now.

"Thank you, thank you for your trouble. Just say Feng Jiaojiao. Are we registering here?" Shen Wenjiao took the registration book and the pen and registered very proactively.

While registering, Shen Wenjiao quickly glanced at other people's records and silently memorized them in her heart. She always felt that they might be of some use.

Since all the golden fingers were exchanged, Shen Wenjiao's luck has gradually improved, and her intuition has also become much stronger. However, Shen Wenjiao has always been careless and has not discovered it yet.

Luck and intuition are illusory things, and it is difficult to discover them if you don't pay attention.