Genius Agent

Chapter 11 Intertwined Dark Marks

At the Shincho Daily News office, all employees are busy working at their desks.

Huang Chuanming glanced at Su Yuncheng's office; the editor-in-chief was late again today.

【Ring ring ring】

The phone on his desk rang, and Huang Chuanming immediately picked up the receiver: "Hello, this is Xinchao Daily."

"Chuanming, I have something to do and will be late. Please arrange today's work."

The main purpose of Su Yuncheng's call was not work, but to confirm that Huang Chuanming was at the newspaper office.

"Okay, editor-in-chief."

Huang Chuanming didn't think much of it and hung up the phone.

Su Yuncheng put down the public phone, tightened his clothes, and walked forward.

This morning he is going to personally go to Huang Chuanming's residence to investigate.

Huang Chuanming was the person closest to him, and Su Yuncheng couldn't rest easy until he figured out what was going on with him.

Huang Chuanming's rented apartment was much smaller than Su Yuncheng's apartment, consisting of only a small single room on the third floor of a building.

There was a lock on the door, but such a lock wouldn't be a problem for Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng unlocked the lock in no time, but he sighed inwardly. He hadn't practiced recently, and his lock-picking skills had declined.

It took him more than ten seconds to open such a simple lock, whereas during his previous training he could do it in just five seconds.

Su Yuncheng opened the door gently, keeping an eye on the door frame.

This is something I learned during my special agent training: no matter which room I enter for a covert investigation, every detail must be perfect.

Otherwise, it's very likely that someone will discover he came in.

Even though Huang Chuanming wasn't a professional agent, Su Yuncheng remained cautious.

There was nothing unusual about the door gaps, door frame, and bottom of the door. After opening the door, Su Yuncheng was slightly taken aback.

There was a layer of coal ash on the floor near the entrance. It was not much and very light, like the garbage that hadn't been swept away in the house.

Su Yuncheng knew Huang Chuanming well; he was a clean person and would never leave such a dirty thing at the door.

He deliberately scattered these coal ashes here.

Huang Chuanming made counter-surveillance arrangements in the room.

Who taught him?

Su Yuncheng taught Huang Chuanming how to gather intelligence, but he didn't teach him any counter-surveillance methods.

Huang Chuanming was indeed suspicious.

Muto Tomoo also gave him special training and monitored him.

Su Yuncheng immediately dismissed this guess. If that were the case, neither Muto Tomohiro nor Huang Chuanming could hide it from him. Huang Chuanming's recent abnormality indicated that he had just learned this method.

Counter-surveillance arrangements were no problem for Su Yuncheng. He carefully entered the room and put on gloves.

Huang Chuanming was staying in a single room, which was simple and easy to search.

Not long after, Su Yuncheng discovered the books in the compartment under the bed.

Huang Chuanming had hidden it quite well; he had specially arranged a compartment under the bed so that even if you were lying under the bed, you couldn't see what was hidden. Unfortunately, it was Su Yuncheng who came in this time.

Upon opening the book, Su Yuncheng was startled once again.

Is this a book from the Red Party?

In an instant, he understood why Huang Chuanming had shown anger and contempt earlier.

He came into contact with the Communist Party and was influenced by it; it's unclear whether it was the Japanese Communist Party or the Chinese Communist Party.

Xie Hanzhang, who was killed by Japanese agents, had been in contact with the Communist Party and was considered one of Huang Chuanming's own people, so it was normal for him to feel angry.

The book was good, but Su Yuncheng had ways to get his hands on such things. After a quick glance, Su Yuncheng carefully put the book back in its place, erasing all traces of his presence.

He reset everything, including the door locks.

Having understood what had happened, Su Yuncheng was completely relieved. Huang Chuanming was kind-hearted and meticulous, so Su Yuncheng was not surprised that he had been recruited by the Red Party.

Based on Su Yuncheng's understanding of the Red Party, their theories were indeed quite sound.

Yesterday's dream, in particular, resonated deeply with Su Yuncheng.

Fearlessness in the face of sacrifice and death may be the reason why the Communist Party has remained standing despite difficult circumstances.

Japanese Residents Area, Special Higher Police.

Fumihiko Kobayashi arrived at Takuma Mizuno's office and bowed his head to report.

In just one day, Kobayashi Fumihiko discovered a great deal about Su Yuncheng and Horiuchi Sosuke.

In comparison, Horiuchi Sousuke is simpler. His father is a businessman from Japan who is very influential in Osaka, and Horiuchi Sousuke showed good business talent from a young age.

Every holiday, while other children went out to play, Horiuchi Sosuke would run his own business and earn money.

This is what he learned from an Osaka businessman who knew Horiuchi Sousuke.

Su Yuncheng studied at a university in Japan. He had excellent grades during his studies and was favored by Professor Takahashi, who took him on as a disciple.

Professor Takahashi is in his sixties, and Tomoo Muto was one of his former students. Many of Professor Takahashi's students have gone into politics, including many high-ranking cabinet officials, and he enjoys a high reputation in the country.

Before Su Yuncheng returned to China, Mutō Tomohō recruited him to his side.

The Shincho Daily, founded by Muto Tomohiro, was ostensibly a newspaper, but in reality, it was a place for Muto Tomohiro to collect various kinds of intelligence in Shanghai.

Su Yuncheng, like them, was an intelligence agent.

"Kobayashi-kun, very good, you certainly didn't disappoint me."

Mizuno Takuma praised him generously, while Kobayashi Fumihiko beamed with joy: "It's all thanks to your guidance, Team Leader."

"Keep up the good work, keep investigating, find out everything about Su Yuncheng," Mizuno Takuma encouraged.

"Yes, team leader." Kobayashi Fumihiko straightened up and continued, "Team leader, when we were investigating Su Yuncheng, I bought information from someone at their newspaper. I want to develop him into our long-term informant to keep an eye on Su Yuncheng for us."

Developing long-term eyeliners isn't as simple as spending a dollar; it requires giving them regular monthly rewards.

Xiao Lin can't make this decision on his own; he needs to report it to someone else.

Unless he pays for the informant himself, in which case there's no need to report it.

"Sure, but be careful not to let Su Yuncheng find out."

After thinking for a moment, Takuma Mizuno nodded in agreement. He hadn't expected that the Shincho Daily was gathering information.

Since the newspaper belonged to Tomoo Muto, it was essentially an intelligence branch of the empire.

The saying "rivals in the same trade" applies to many situations.

"Don't worry, Su Yuncheng will definitely not find out."

Kobayashi Fumihiko assured him that he didn't really value Su Yuncheng that much. Although Su Yuncheng worked in intelligence, he was no match for them.

In his mind, the Special Higher Police was the best intelligence agency in the entire empire.

They have the most professional and strongest agents, making them the undisputed number one.

"Go."

Mizuno Takuma smiled and nodded, and Kobayashi Fumihiko, encouraged, became even more proactive.

After leaving the Special Higher Police, he immediately went to the French Concession to recruit the Chinese man named He Wenyuan as his informant.

After leaving Huang Chuanming's house, Su Yuncheng deliberately took a detour back to the newspaper office.

As soon as he arrived at the newspaper office, Su Yuncheng noticed someone secretly watching him, their expression a mixture of amusement and disdain.

They seemed to look down on him.

He was familiar with the owner of this emotion; Xie Hanzhang had stared at the shoeshine vendor in Joy of Life before he died.

Is that Japanese spy here again?

Are they targeting me this time?

Su Yuncheng didn't turn around, and continued walking straight into the newspaper office.

"Editor-in-chief, you've arrived."

As soon as Su Yuncheng went upstairs, he saw He Wenyuan about to leave. Upon seeing Su Yuncheng, He Wenyuan suddenly felt a little nervous.