k light escaped from the dagger, instantly disappearing into the villa.Half an hour later, the black light that had grown larger returned to the ripples' dagger, while inside a black car parked outsid...Ripple remembers, of the three people who glanced over that day, only one was on the assassination list. This time, four died directly. I don't know who that unseen unlucky egg is.

As expected, that evening she was summoned by Miyata to meet.

Miyata's face was grim, his eyes fixed on the ripples with displeasure as he spoke.

"Aren't you pretending to defect to me, but actually using me to carry out the Kuomintang's assassination plan"

Ripple said she was innocent:

"Mr. Miyata, everyone here isn't stupid. If I really did that, I could fool you once, but the second time you wouldn't fall for it. The Nationalist Party hasn't eliminated their suspicions about me, this is just another test they put me through."

Think about it, the unexpected news I received was too coincidental. They also feared that I had teamed up with you. This time was a trap, so they killed all the Japanese officers who went there. If you were as suspicious as you were just now, you definitely wouldn't let me go.

Then wouldn't that prove that I'm already working with you The purpose of providing this information is to regain their trust. So what use would activating me be then"

Upon hearing the ripples' words, Miyata's eyes flickered. As someone responsible for intelligence just like Ripples, he knew she was right. If he were in her position, he would do the same thing.

Since the sacrifice has already been made, I won't pursue it any further, but what if you still can't gain the trust of the Nationalist Party

Miyata frowned and asked.

"I attended the alumni gathering and got some juicy intel, I'll time it right and deliver the information! Mr. Miyata would be better off not seeing me for now, they're probably going to keep an eye on me for a while."

"Okay, just leave from the back door!"

Kiyota waved his hand, sending ripples away. Things had reached this point; all he could do was watch the ripples and wait.

Everyone plays the game of information, and everyone knows each other's tricks. Suspicion is ingrained in their bones, especially at times like this. Whoever keeps their cool wins.

On the other side, Instructor Chiang and Deputy Officer Wei, as well as Eileen, were also looking over the report on this assassination mission. It was evident that the mission was completed very successfully. Two of the four Japanese officers were on the assassination list, and the other two were killed by them as a bonus. Anyway, they weren't good people to begin with.

This operation was very successful. Some comrades who carried out the mission were seriously injured, but there were no casualties.

Vice Officer Wei was very pleased with this operation.

But I think it's too successful, isn't it Maybe Wu Lianyi and the Japanese colluded to eliminate our suspicions about Wu Lianyi.

Eileen always held a skeptical attitude.

Although the information came from her, we also arranged for experienced operatives to keep an eye on things. We didn't tell Wu Lianyi about the specific timing or personnel involved, but I wouldn't rule out the possibility you mentioned.

Wei, the deputy officer, spoke plainly and directly.

Just to be safe, let her keep sleeping.

Irene immediately said.

"Yes, if she truly has a problem, enduring prolonged slumber wouldn't sit well with Japan's intelligence operatives."

Finally, Instructor Chiang made the decision.

As the situation in Pingbei grows increasingly chaotic, people from Japan have become more reckless. They are openly amassing wealth, hoping to plunder all the riches on this land before they evacuate.

Lian'yi knew that after the assassination attempt, she had been placed under surveillance again by the KMT. So, she kept a low profile and rarely left school. In just one month, she only attended one class reunion and one charity fundraiser.

The next day, she sent another piece of information to Deputy Official Wei.

"Citibank has recently been raising deposit interest rates, attracting prominent figures and big businessmen in Pingbei City to deposit their money into the bank. Meanwhile, Rigen is secretly artificially creating inflation, causing currency devaluation and a gradual rise in prices, as a means of amassing wealth."

When Wei Fuquan saw this message, he felt a little down. Japan was trying to cripple Beiping's economy before the evacuation. If their party wanted to prevent this, they would have to fill the hole, which would take real money and silver.

Instructor Chiang took a deep breath and said to Deputy Officer Wei:

"Japan is trying to pass the buck onto us by secretly colluding with Citibank to sabotage Pingbei's economic system. Japan has gone mad, and behind Citibank is the US who are only after money."

"We must stop the recent surge in prices, which is already showing signs."

Wei, the deputy officer, looked at the materials in his hands and agreed with Jiao's words.

"Economic warfare is not our strong suit, leave it to those who are skilled at it! You write a report and get it up there as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

"This time, Ripple has also made a contribution. I said she was very sharp, and she's good at analyzing intelligence. Contact her and let her use her identity and Old Wu to continue collecting information on this aspect."

Instructor Chiang spoke directly.

Then, is she temporarily leaving the Special Operations Group

"Yes, she only communicates with you through one line. Before the suspicion is cleared, she will not participate in the decapitation operation."

"Understood!"

When Lianyi went to the dumpling stand for lunch, she ran into Wei, disguised as an ordinary person. He relayed the Kuomintang's arrangements for her and then left the dumpling stand, leaving a furious Lianyi who wished she could crush the dumplings.

Fortunately, she had been prepared long ago. On a certain day off, she suddenly disappeared from the surveillance of the Japanese, and only reappeared in their sight until evening. This time, there was no need for Miyata to summon her; she directly handed over a piece of intelligence.

After receiving the list in his hand, Miyata's expression changed drastically. It was none other than the assassination list for the decapitation plan.

"Did he just give you this paper Did he say anything else"

She said that during the time she went missing, she was taken away by KMT people. She said that she didn't fully gain the KMT's trust, but she used this opportunity to see a list of names. Because it was too rushed, she only remembered these names and wrote them down when she returned, asking me to give them to you as soon as possible.

The subordinate immediately replied.

"Is the information reliable"

This is what Miyata cares about most.

"Wu said she was worried that this was the second time the KMT had tested her, so she asked her superiors to carefully consider using this intelligence."

The ripples kicked the ball back. Anyway, she managed to get the intel back, whether it's true or not, they can only judge for themselves. If they are caught by the Kuomintang, she herself won't be far from death.

I'll go see Shangguan myself!

Miyata wasn't sure either. Losing one turncoat informant wouldn't be a big deal, but he was afraid this might be the KMT using Wu as a pawn in a diversionary tactic. That would be troublesome.

But three days later, his concerns vanished because an officer on the list was directly slit in the throat while carousing at a kabuki theatre. The kabuki actor fainted beside the officer and, upon waking up, saw the customer lying in a pool of blood. Her scream drew everyone's attention.

"Immediately arrange for people to protect those on the list."

Miyata finally issued this order. He couldn't gamble on this possibility. In three months, ten high-ranking officers had died. If it continued, his superiors wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure.

And at this moment, the ripples were giving a piece of steamed bun to a little beggar. The beggar took the bun and immediately handed her a small newspaper:

"Pretty sister, this is the newspaper sold by the maid. It's just a return for you sending me steamed buns." looks pretty serious, Miss. Shouldn't you go and greet them""I understand. You do what you need to do. When they arrive, lead them into the house, offer them good tea, and tell them I'm in the fields...