After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 241 Auspicious Teahouse

Jiang Shiyuan put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked to the window.

The French Concession in Shanghai is shrouded in darkness, with lights dimming, but it hides countless crises.

"No, I still have to go out."

Jiang Shiyuan quickly finished the tomato and egg noodles, and then disguised himself as a middle-aged man.

She took out a flower-mouthed gun from the secret compartment under the bed, put it around her waist, opened the door quietly, and slipped out.

After going downstairs, she used a thin wire to pry open the lock of a men's bicycle, preparing to "borrow" it secretly.

In the darkness of the night, Jiang Shiyuan's figure was like a ghost, shuttling between the alleys.

She came to the first address, which was an inconspicuous little shop called Hongfu Grocery Store.

Jiang Shiyuan observed for a while and found nothing unusual.

She walked into the store, adjusted her black beret, and pretended to buy something.

"Boss, give me a pack of Camel cigarettes."

"okay."

The boss is a man in his fifties with a kind look.

Jiang Shiyuan observed the environment in the store calmly.

She found a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms on the counter of the store.

There is a small red mark on the cover of the book.

This is the underground party’s secret code!

Jiang Shiyuan's heart sank. It seemed that the address on the plan was indeed the underground party's contact point. She had to notify the organization as soon as possible.

"Boss, how much is it?"

"Twenty francs."

Jiang Shiyuan paid the money and turned to leave Hongfu Grocery Store.

She rode her bike to the second address, a small shop called Jixiang Teahouse.

Jiang Shiyuan walked into the teahouse and found that there were only ten tables in total.

She sat down at the table near the door and ordered a pot of jasmine tea.

While drinking tea, she observed the situation inside and outside the store.

Suddenly, Jiang Shiyuan noticed that an old acquaintance was sitting at the innermost table.

That's Minamizo Yunko in casual clothes!

Why is she here?

Jiang Shiyuan's heart suddenly started to alarm, but he continued to drink his tea calmly.

Minamizō Yunko didn't notice her, after all, she was now disguised as a middle-aged man with a beard.

Jiang Shiyuan suddenly realized that the reason why Nanzō Yunko came here in advance to check out these addresses was due to her inner distrust.

At this moment, she suddenly had a bold idea.

If Minamijō Yunko died quietly tonight, Jiang Shiyuan would throw her body into the river again.

Then she would completely disappear from the face of the earth, and it would be difficult for the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai to suspect her.

Currently, only Minamizō Yunko, Takahashi Yui and himself know about the "Thorn" plan. After Minamizō Yunko disappears, the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai will inevitably be in chaos.

By then, they will search the whole world for her traces and will have no time to care about the implementation of the "Thorn" plan and the secret pursuit of Comrade "Ling Jueding".

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyuan poured herself another cup of jasmine tea. The fragrance of the tea was lingering, but it could not cover up the waves in her heart.

After a few gulps, the tea burned her throat like strong liquor.

"Cough-cough-"

Jiang Shiyuan pretended to be choked by the tea and coughed a few times while covering his mouth.

"Dude, check out."

She casually took out a twenty-denomination French currency and threw it on the table, saying nonchalantly, "No need to change the tea money!"

"I'm going to go to the door to smoke a cigarette and add some hot water to my teapot!"

The young man smiled warmly, "Yes, sir!"

Then Jiang Shiyuan stood up, lifted the thick cotton curtain, and walked to the door of the teahouse.

The night breeze blew away some of the heat brought by drinking tea.

She took out the box of Camel cigarettes she had just bought from her windbreaker pocket and, with a "sizzle", lit one of them with a match.

The scarlet flames flickered in the night, and the curling green smoke blurred her face.

Jiang Shiyuan pretended to take a breath, but it didn't go through his lungs, and then he exhaled slowly.

Amid the smoke, her eyes grew colder.

Then she walked quietly into the shadow of the corridor, where the light was dim and it was difficult to be noticed.

Jiang Shiyuan took out a delicate small iron box from the inner pocket of his windbreaker. After opening it, there were a dozen rock salt poison needles as thin as cow hair lying quietly inside.

She carefully took out several poison needles coated with black ointment, removed the "Hundred Days Sacrifice" poison needle in the watch, and replaced it with the "Bleeding Throat" poison needle.

After doing all this, she put the tin back into her inner pocket, pretended to smoke again, and then stomped the cigarette butt hard under her feet.

Jiang Shiyuan returned to the teahouse and sat near the door.

She pretended nothing had happened and continued drinking her tea, but her eyes were always watching Minamizō Yunko's every move.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Finally, Nanzō Yunko stood up.

She adjusted the collar of her coat slightly and walked towards the door.

The opportunity is coming!

Jiang Shiyuan held his breath and his heart beat faster.

Just as Nanzō Yunko lifted the door curtain and was about to step out of the door—

Jiang Shiyuan turned around slightly and shook his wrist with lightning speed!

With a slight "whoosh" sound, a poison needle coated with rock salt that could "kill with one blow" was accurately shot at the exposed back of Minamizo Yunko's neck!

She just felt a sudden itch on the back of her neck, but she didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was scratched by the door curtain.

Before Minamizō Yunko could reach the front of the car, she felt dizzy, had difficulty breathing, and her heart ached.

But she didn't even have time to utter a scream before she fell limply beside the car which was just a step away.

Jiang Shiyuan followed closely behind and supported Nanzō Yunko, who was about to fall to the ground, to prevent her from making a louder noise.

It all happened so quickly, and the lights outside the teahouse were dim, so no one noticed anything unusual.

Jiang Shiyuan helped Nanzō Yunko, who was twitching all over and foaming at the mouth, to the car, and then searched for the car keys from her body.

After finding the key and opening the car door, she helped the already dead Nanzō Yunko to the passenger seat and drove to a deserted river.

Jiang Shiyuan took away Nanzō Yunko's ID and pistol, tied a few large stones to her body, and kicked her into the river.

"It's all over, Nanzō Yunko..."

"Before long, your beloved teacher Doihara will also go down to accompany you..."

Seeing that she had completely sunk to the bottom of the river, Jiang Shiyuan started the car again and drove back to a small alley near the teahouse.

Then she walked to the Jixiang Teahouse, which had already closed, and rode the borrowed bicycle back to the International Apartment.

By the time she finished all this and returned to her room, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

After Jiang Shiyuan finished washing up, he looked at Nan Zao Yunzi's ID and pistol on the desk and decided to give them to Fang Lansheng tomorrow morning and ask him to help hand them over to the organization.

On the one hand, he can transfer the risk in time and leave no evidence of the assassination of Minamizō Yunko.

Secondly, the organization can make a batch of copies based on the credentials of the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai, which may come in handy in the future.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan was looking forward to what kind of chaos the Shanghai Special High Section would fall into after discovering that Nanzō Yunko was missing...