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Sitting in the office, Qi Teng stood up helplessly and paced back and forth. After all, he didn't know what to do next.

  Although he said that he could let Yoko go back, in reality, only he knew what he was thinking in his heart. If he let Yoko go back, wouldn't that be a slap in his face?

"Damn it! Didn't we agree to stay by the spirit for seven days? How come you left after only five?"

"It must be Jingping. Jingping must have said something to her, which made her leave in a hurry. Baka, Baka!"

At this moment, Qi Teng no longer had his usual majestic look. Now, he was like an angry lion, roaring at the office.

"Someone, have you found out where Jingping went?"

After about two hours, Qi Teng calmed down, controlled his emotions, and shouted loudly to the guard at the door.

"Hey, Colonel, I'll go check it out!"

About half an hour later, the orderly knocked on the door gently and walked in.

"report!"

"Enter!"

"Your Excellency, Colonel, we just called a few people in the base and found out that Master Jingping returned to his home in the concession an hour ago and has not come out yet!"

"Home, where did he go? Didn't he go to the factory?"

"I'm sorry, we asked the people over there, and they said that Master Jingping arrived at the factory, checked the factory's conditions, and left directly. When he left, he also took a worker at the door with him. As for who that worker was, they didn't know either."

"Check that worker for me. Who is he and why is he looking for Jing Ping?"

"Hi!"

The orderly responded immediately, and then went downstairs to notify the staff to prepare to investigate the situation.

……

In the office, Keiko Chiteng was also stunned when she saw the investigation report that had just been delivered.

After all, they are going to investigate Keihei Jiichiro again. It seems like the investigation has been stopped, so why are they going to investigate again?

She didn't quite understand, but finally picked up the phone and started calling everywhere.

Ten minutes later, Huizi put down the phone and waited carefully. After all, investigation still takes time, but the time varies.

Looking at the message she had just received on the table, she felt relieved that Jingping Jiichiro had returned.

He carefully opened the drawer and took out a small notebook. There was something written on the notebook, but since there were no words on it, it was difficult to see clearly.

"I don't know when I can meet you. There are so many things going on in Shanghai in the past ten days! It's hard for me to make a decision."

As the situation in Shanghai became increasingly tense, the alert throughout Shanghai became increasingly strict, and the news from above was slowly spreading below.

That is, there will be a big action in Shanghai.

But no one knows what this action is.

After all, there are 3,000 more Japanese troops stationed in the western suburbs of Shanghai, and it seems that the troops in Suzhou are also constantly approaching Shanghai.

Now, the only possible place for the Japanese army to enter Shanghai is the concession, otherwise Shanghai would not need so many troops.

"It looks like the Japanese are going to take action against the concession!"

Huizi knew it very well in her mind, but she still hadn't contacted Zhang Tianhao, and the news still had no way to spread. Naturally, she was very anxious.

Now that I found out that Jingping Jiichiro has returned, I naturally became interested.

"It's time to meet Master Jingping!"

……

Zhang Tianhao didn't know that his return had touched the nerves of many people, some even hoped for his well-being, while others didn't. But none of this affected him, and now he was sleeping soundly.

From the moment he went home and lay down, he was still the same, without any change at all.

Zhao Long had entered three times, but still hadn't seen Zhang Tianhao wake up.

As Zhang Tianhao's bodyguard, he naturally knew that Zhang Tianhao was too tired, otherwise he would not sleep so deeply.

……

In a small courtyard in Shanghai, a middle-aged man was sitting there, looking at another middle-aged man opposite him.

"Old Zhou, how do you feel? Are you all right now?"

"Very good, nothing has changed. The acting secretary is managing everything in perfect order!"

Lao Zhou also poured himself a glass of water, then poured another glass of water for Lao Zhang, and said with a smile.

"It's just that, Lao Zhang, you're not back at the right time. The situation in Shanghai is a bit tense right now. If you're not careful, you might be discovered, and even bring many adverse consequences to the organization."

"Haha, Lao Zhou, you don't welcome me back!"

When Old Zhang heard this, he laughed, and a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, but more of it was shock.

"No, this is for your own good. You've seen these days that there are a lot more Japanese soldiers in Shanghai, and there are even more troops stationed outside the city. It can be said that there are more than 5,000 Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai now. Tell me, if you come back, aren't you asking for trouble?"

"It's okay. I just came to take a look and learn about the work of the acting secretary. Can you tell me about it?"

"No, this is an order from the acting secretary. No one is allowed to talk about work situations, especially organizational matters, to reduce the risk of exposure."

"Tell me, is there anything wrong?"

Old Zhang was stunned again, and immediately asked a question in confusion.

"No, no one can say a word unless they get permission from the acting secretary or the organization."

"By the way, I heard that when the acting secretary took office, there was some chaos in the organization, and the acting secretary suppressed it, and killed many people? Is this true?"

"I'm sorry, Lao Zhang, you are not our organization leader now, so I really can't say a word. You know it, but I still can't say anything, even if it's just one word. It's more of an organizational principle issue."

Old Zhou also shook his head, glanced at Old Zhang, and said helplessly.

"You can't even tell me a word?"

"Yes, I really can't reveal it. Lao Zhang, don't ask, let alone inquire. Everyone said the same thing. The acting secretary talked to each of us and reminded us of the organizational principles."

"Everyone talked?"

"Yes, everyone, talk to them individually. As for those whose families are in financial difficulty, the acting secretary has distributed some money to help us solve our family's difficulties. That's all I can say."

"If you go find someone else, it's the same. After a while, the acting secretary will check the problems within the organization. If there are no problems, that's great. Once there are problems, they will be dealt with drastically! So, Lao Zhang, when you come to me today, don't ask anything. Don't pry into anything. Really, you won't be able to find out anything."

Old Zhang sat there, drinking tea with a frown on his face.

After all, the Shanghai organization was managed so tightly by Zhang Tianhao that even if he came back to inquire, he would not be able to find out anything. This was not a good thing for him.

He felt that he had completely lost control of the Shanghai Underground Party. He was now more like an outsider and a complete stranger to the Shanghai Underground Party.

"Alas, it seems that I am still old."

"Haha, Lao Zhang, don't leave tonight, drink some wine, and leave early tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, I understand." (End of this chapter)