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

Chapter 225 Official entry

Zheng Zhiyuan walked out of the chief’s office and took a deep breath.

He knew that a war without the smoke of gunpowder had already begun.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for Jiang Shiyuan to officially report to the Special High Section in Shanghai.

She was wearing a neat grey business suit, with her fluffy curly hair tied into a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.

Carrying a small black leather bag in her hand, she looks capable and elegant.

"Click——"

Jiang Shiyuan opened the door and ran into Fang Lansheng who was also about to go out.

Fang Lansheng was wearing a dark blue gown, holding a briefcase in his hand, with a slight frown on his face.

He knew that Jiang Shiyuan was about to join the Special High Section, and he felt both admiration and worry.

Fang Lansheng tried hard to pretend that they were just ordinary neighbors and said with a smile, "Morning, Miss Jiang!"

"Good morning, Mr. Fang!" Jiang Shiyuan nodded slightly and responded politely.

They cannot be sure whether there are any Japanese spies around them, so they must remain vigilant at all times.

"I see it's foggy outside the window. Miss Jiang, please drive safely!" Fang Lansheng turned around and closed the door, saying politely in a casual manner.

"Well, thank you!" Jiang Shiyuan nodded, without saying anything more, and quickly walked down the stairs.

Fang Lansheng looked at her back and prayed silently for her in his heart, hoping that everything would be safe and smooth.

Jiang Shiyuan went downstairs and found that there was indeed a thin layer of fog on the street.

She quickly walked over to her black Ford sedan and got into the driver's seat.

Jiang Shiyuan understood that Fang Lansheng's request for him to drive safely was just superficial.

The deeper meaning is to protect yourself while lurking in the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai.

Thinking of this, she took out the crumpled Military Police Command pass from the storage box, carefully flattened it, and placed it next to the car window.

I started the car, turned on the headlights, and the engine emitted a low roar.

Jiang Shiyuan drove forward with a determined gaze. A brand new battlefield was waiting for her.

The black Ford sedan sped through the streets of Shanghai like an arrow shot from a bow.

A gust of northwest wind blew by, and the morning mist gradually dissipated.

The sunlight shone through the car window onto Jiang Shiyuan's face, giving her a golden halo.

The lines of her profile are clear, firm and resolute.

At this moment, she is no longer a cardiac surgeon who saves lives, nor is she a research and development consultant who focuses on pharmaceutical manufacturing.

Instead, he is a brave and fearless warrior who rushes to the battlefield for the faith in his heart and for the dawn of light.

The black Ford sedan drove out of the French Concession. The Japanese soldiers at the checkpoint saw the pass and immediately saluted and let it pass.

The wheels rolled over the cobblestone road, making a slight friction sound.

Jiang Shiyuan gripped the steering wheel tightly with a determined look in his eyes, and the car quickly drove into the Japanese Concession.

The atmosphere here is obviously different, and there are more Japanese military police patrolling the streets.

But with the pass, Jiang Shiyuan had a smooth journey.

At exactly nine o'clock, the black Ford sedan stopped steadily in front of the three-story building of the Special High Section in Shanghai.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, opened the car door and got out.

She looked up at the gray and solemn building without any fear in her eyes, and walked towards the entrance of the building with firm steps.

"Click, click, click—"

The sound of the heels of small leather shoes hitting the ground echoed in the empty hall.

The staff of the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai have already started working one after another.

Jiang Shiyuan came to the door of Takahashi Yui's office on the third floor and knocked gently.

"Come in." A deep and attractive male voice came from inside.

Jiang Shiyuan pushed the door open and walked in. Takahashi Yui was wearing a khaki military uniform and sitting behind his desk, looking through documents.

He raised his head and his eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Shiyuan's heroic outfit today.

"Ayako, you're here." He put down the documents in his hand, stood up with a smile.

"Youyi, oh no, Section Chief Takahashi, good morning!" Jiang Shiyuan bowed to him and said respectfully.

"Please sit down." Takahashi Yui smiled helplessly and gestured for her to sit down.

"Have you handed over all the work at the Sacred Heart Hospital?" Takahashi Yui pushed the frame of his glasses and asked with concern.

"Everything has been handled, don't worry, Section Chief." Jiang Shiyuan answered concisely.

Takahashi Yui nodded, "That's good."

He paused and continued, "As my personal assistant and confidential secretary, you will be mainly responsible for receiving, registering, and keeping confidential documents and telegrams, as well as properly arranging my various schedules."

"You may also need to drive with me, or occasionally take care of my food and daily life..."

Jiang Shiyuan listened carefully, his eyes focused, and nodded from time to time, "No problem."

But when she heard the item of "taking care of food and daily life", she couldn't help but curl her lips in her heart.

The corners of Takahashi Yui's lips rose slightly, "Ayako, I believe you will do well!"

He took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Jiang Shiyuan, "This is the rules and regulations of our Special High Section in Shanghai. Take a look first."

Jiang Shiyuan took the document with both hands and read it carefully.

The office fell silent, with only the sound of shuffling papers.

The sunlight outside the window came in through the glass and shone on Jiang Shiyuan.

For a moment, Takahashi Yui didn't know whether the sunflower on the desk was brighter or the person in front of her was brighter.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly glanced at the document, which was full of unimportant rules and regulations.

She closed the folder and nodded slightly, "Section Chief, I understand. I'll go back to the office and study for a while."

"If you need anything, feel free to call me on the internal line."

Takahashi Yui nodded, "Well, go ahead."

Jiang Shiyuan stood up, walked to the door and gently opened it.

"Ah!" With a low cry, Jiang Shiyuan and Nanzao Yunzi bumped into each other.

The folder in Minamizō Yunko's hand fell to the ground, and the cover of the black folder opened slightly, revealing the documents inside.

Jiang Shiyuan inadvertently glanced at the word "cherry blossom" and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be... confidential documents related to "Operation Sakura"?

Nanzō Yunko quickly leaned over to pick up the folder, closed it tightly, and said with a frown, "Why are you walking so carelessly?"

Jiang Shiyuan bowed quickly and said pitifully, "I'm sorry, Section Chief Nan Zao, I was too anxious, I didn't mean it..."

Nanzō Yunko's eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if she could see through Jiang Shiyuan's heart.

Jiang Shiyuan lowered his eyes to avoid the sharp edge, but his heart was surging.

The words "Operation Sakura" lingered in her mind. She had to find a way to get this confidential document!

Nanzō Yunko snorted coldly, "Be more careful next time!"

After saying that, he walked around Jiang Shiyuan and walked into Takahashi Yui's office.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, closed the door for them, and turned back to his office.

"Operation Sakura..."

She leaned against the door, repeating these four words in a low voice, her heart full of doubt and anxiety.

Time is running out, she must find out what kind of operation this is as soon as possible and find out the Japanese spy hiding in her hometown!