bayedsolid Chapter 937 or
Chapter 937 or
When crossing Edo Road, the phonograph in the window was playing "Night Shanghai". The woman in cheongsam stepped to the beat, twisting her waist into a seductive arc. Lin Yu clenched the letter of recommendation in his bundle - it was a handwritten note from a teacher in the provincial capital to the editor-in-chief of "Shen Bao" in Shanghai. The neon light flickered on his face, and in a trance, he saw himself standing on the top floor of a foreign company, overlooking this glittering city. The fog of the Huangpu River gradually rose, wrapped in the smell of opium and coffee. Lin Yu took a deep breath and swallowed the humid air into his lungs. This is Shanghai in 1919, a paradise for adventurers, a vortex of new and old, and he is finally here.
In late autumn of 1937, the plane trees on Xiafei Road in Shanghai trembled in the wind, and the withered yellow leaves swept across the scarlet carpet of Paramount. Su Wanyi stood in front of the floor-length mirror, her fingertips stroking the gold-embroidered magnolia on the moon-white silk cheongsam, and the pearl pendant on her earlobe swayed gently with her movements. The person in the mirror had rouge on the corners of her eyes and her red lips slightly parted, just like the socialites who were living a life of luxury in old newspapers. "Miss Su, Mr. Kawashima is here." The butler's voice came from outside the door, with a deliberately low tremor. Su Wanyi smiled lazily at the mirror, took out the jade bracelet from the sandalwood jewelry box and put it on her wrist. The cold jade was against her skin, but it was not as cold as her heart at the moment. The moment she pushed open the door of the box, the pungent smell of cigars hit her face, and the man in kimono leaned on the sofa, his saber glowing coldly under the light. "Miss Su is indeed worthy of her reputation." Colonel Kawashima narrowed his eyes and his gaze wandered over her body. "I heard that your father was once a confidential secretary of the Nanjing government?" Su Wanyi moved lightly with lotus steps, spinning an elegant arc under the crystal chandelier: "Colonel, you are joking. My father is just a poor scholar." She picked up the silver wine pot and filled it with sake for the other party. When her sleeves slipped down, she revealed the delicate rose tattoo on her wrist - that was the secret code for the underground party to meet. At this moment, a shrill air raid alarm suddenly sounded outside the window. Colonel Kawashima stood up suddenly, his face suddenly changed. Su Wanyi took the opportunity to stuff the microfilm hidden in the inner lining of the cheongsam into the heel of her high heels, and her movements were so skillful that it seemed as if she was just adjusting the hem of her skirt. "The war is intense, Miss Su, why don't you move to the Hongkou Concession?" Colonel Kawashima buttoned the copper button on his military uniform, "The Imperial Army will guarantee your safety." "Thank you for your kindness, Colonel." Su Wanyi lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, with a subtle sarcasm hidden in her eyes, "It's just that the Paramount can't do without me, and those dignitaries are waiting to hear me sing "Night Jasmine"." After seeing off Colonel Kawashima, Su Wanyi stood alone on the rooftop of the Paramount. In the distance, Zhabei was on fire, and the roar of the shells made the floor tiles under her feet tremble slightly. She took out the hairpin hidden in the button of her cheongsam and broke it into two pieces - this was the signal to connect with the upper line. At three o'clock in the morning, fine raindrops were floating in the alley. Su Wanyi changed into coarse cloth clothes, put on a wide-brimmed hat, and quietly sneaked into the tailor shop at No. 13 Xiafei Road. The moment she pushed the door, the strong smell of wormwood hit her face, and the proprietress Aunt Wang was sewing shoe soles by the oil lamp. "Did you bring the film?" Aunt Wang didn't even raise her head, the needle tip shuttled quickly on the coarse cloth. Su Wanyi took out the microfilm from the heel of her high heels and lowered her voice: "It's the Japanese army's defense map at Wusongkou. Colonel Kawashima has been frequently in and out of the Navy Headquarters these days. I suspect they are planning a new landing plan." Aunt Wang hid the film in the secret compartment of the sewing machine and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Xiao Su, the organization has decided to let you evacuate Shanghai. The Japanese have begun to suspect you." Su Wanyi pulled her hand back abruptly, and the hem of her cheongsam swept across the fabric piled in the corner: "I won't leave. My father told me before he died that he wanted to drive the Japanese out of China. Now is the time when I am needed, how can I leave?" The sound of footsteps from the police station came from outside the window, and the two fell silent at the same time. Su Wanyi took out a Browning pistol from her waist and hid it in the secret pocket of her cheongsam. When the footsteps faded away, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Auntie Wang, tomorrow Colonel Kawashima will take me to visit the Japanese military hospital. I suspect there is a biological weapons laboratory hidden there." Auntie Wang frowned: "It's too dangerous! You can't get into the core area at all..." "I have a way." Su Wanyi took out a jade ring, which was given to her by Colonel Kawashima tonight. "The inside of this ring is engraved with a code, which may be able to open the door of the laboratory." At noon the next day, Su Wanyi changed into a dark green velvet cheongsam and appeared at the door of the Japanese military hospital wearing pearl gloves. Colonel Kawashima came to pick her up in person, his eyes fell on the jade ring swaying in front of her chest, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Miss Su really knows the times." The hospital corridor was filled with the pungent smell of formalin. Su Wanyi endured the discomfort and followed Colonel Kawashima through the layers of sentries. When passing the third underground floor, she keenly noticed that two soldiers wearing gas masks were carrying iron boxes, and strange green liquid was seeping out of the gaps in the boxes. "This is an important area, Miss Su, please don't wander around." Colonel Kawashima reached out to stop her. Su Wanyi blinked, her eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows under her eyes: "Colonel, I'm just curious." She deliberately moved closer, the scent of rose perfume mixed with the smell of gunpowder on Colonel Kawashima's body, "Besides, didn't you say you wanted me to see the 'scientific research results' of the Imperial Army?" Colonel Kawashima's Adam's apple moved, and he finally took out the key to open the iron door. The laboratory was filled with glassware, deformed little white mice were floating in the culture dishes, and the projection on the wall was playing the images of live experiments. Su Wanyi dug her nails deep into her palms, and smiled calmly: "Colonel, these...are all used to treat diseases?" "Of course." Colonel Kawashima grinned and suddenly grabbed her wrist, "But Miss Su is so smart, you should know what effect these things will have on the battlefield, right?" At this moment, the alarm in the laboratory suddenly sounded. Colonel Kawashima's face suddenly changed, and he pushed Su Wanyi into the corner: "You are indeed a spy!" Su Wanyi pulled out the pistol hidden in the slit of her cheongsam, but found that the safety pin had been removed in advance by Colonel Kawashima. At the critical moment, the lights in the laboratory suddenly went out, and the sound of fierce fighting came from the darkness. Su Wanyi took the opportunity to touch the bottle of sulfuric acid in the corner and poured it in the direction of Colonel Kawashima. "Ah--" Colonel Kawashima's scream echoed in the laboratory. Su Wanyi groped in the dark and finally found the safe containing the experimental data. She trembled as she inserted the jade ring into the keyhole, and the password actually matched successfully. Just as she stuffed the film into the lining of her cheongsam, the light above her head suddenly lit up. A dozen Japanese soldiers armed with live ammunition surrounded her. Colonel Kawashima covered his burned face with his hands, his eyes full of murderous intent: