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

Chapter 221: A Trial

Jiang Shiyuan stepped on the accelerator, and the black Ford sedan rushed out of the gendarmerie headquarters like an arrow.

"Huh, I'm finally out!" She breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.

After the car drove out of the Japanese Concession checkpoint, she quickly collected the vehicle pass from the Military Police Command that was placed in the car window.

She folded the pass casually and threw it into the storage box.

"Hmph, out of sight, out of mind." Jiang Shiyuan whispered to himself.

The car sped all the way and finally stopped in the parking space under the Wanguo Apartment Building.

She walked quickly into the apartment and up to the third floor.

After returning to the room, Jiang Shiyuan immediately dialed the number that Sui'an had customized.

"Hello, hello, is this custom made by Sui'an?"

"I'm Jiang Shiyuan. I ordered the cheongsam from you last month. Have you finished it?"

Gu Fangxun on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned at first, and then smiled enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Miss Jiang, it's already ready, I was just about to call you to pick it up!"

"I'm a little busy here now, just come over after get off work!"

"Okay, I got it. See you later!" Jiang Shiyuan hung up the phone, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

She knew that Gu Fangxun had understood her codeword and realized that she had important information to report to the organization in person.

Jiang Shiyuan glanced at the clock on the wall. It was not yet five o'clock, so she decided to wait a little longer.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally the clock struck five.

Jiang Shiyuan changed into an inconspicuous gray coat and put on a black top hat with a wide brim.

Because driving would make her too conspicuous, she deliberately chose not to drive, but walked downstairs and called a rickshaw.

"Master, go to Sui'an Custom Clothing Store on Miles Ai Road."

Jiang Shiyuan is about to join the Special High Section in Shanghai and start his undercover work in a battle of wits and courage with Japanese spies. All his future actions must be cautious.

The rickshaw driver pulled her through the bustling streets of the French Concession.

Jiang Shiyuan lowered the brim of his hat and carefully observed the surroundings, and found that there was no suspicious person following him.

The pedestrians coming and going on the street look hurried.

Various shops on the roadside are brightly lit.

Everything seems so calm, yet there seems to be an undercurrent surging.

The rickshaw stopped in front of Sui'an Customization. Jiang Shiyuan paid the fare and walked into the store with light steps.

The welcoming wind chimes at the door jingled as she entered, and she saw Gu Fangxun and Manager Wu busy at the counter.

"Oh, Miss Jiang, you're here at last!" When Gu Fangxun saw Jiang Shiyuan, her eyes lit up and she greeted her warmly.

"Good evening, Aunt Fang. I'm here to get the cheongsam." Jiang Shiyuan nodded slightly reservedly and walked to Gu Fangxun.

"Manager Wu, you take care of the store first. I'll take Miss Jiang to the back to try on the cheongsam."

After Gu Fangxun finished speaking, he led her to the production room in the back.

After the two closed the heavy wooden door, they resumed a more natural and intimate conversation.

Jiang Shiyuan put down the pearl handbag and said solemnly, "Aunt Fang, I just came back from the Japanese military police headquarters this afternoon and met that Nanzhao Yunzi."

"She is indeed very cunning, and she has always been bothered by the fact that I am not a real Japanese. She is hostile and suspicious of me."

"And I also got an important piece of information from Takahashi Yui!"

Jiang Shiyuan lowered his voice and briefly told Gu Fangxun about the "Sakura Operation" that Doihara Koji had entrusted to Minamizō Yunko and Takahashi Yui to carry out.

After hearing this, Gu Fangxun's expression instantly became very solemn.

"People from my hometown are coming to Shanghai next month?"

"Even Comrade Chao Wendao and I didn't receive this information, so how did Doihara Koji know about it a month in advance?"

"That's right!" Jiang Shiyuan nodded, frowning and saying, "So we have reason to suspect that there are Japanese spies lurking among the comrades back home!"

Gu Fangxun's expression froze, and he thought, "This intelligence is of great importance, but I can't just send a telegram directly to my hometown..."

"After all, if that Japanese spy happens to know about this, you will immediately face the risk of being exposed!"

Jiang Shiyuan tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers, his brain working rapidly, and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps this information is a test of me by the Special High Section stationed in Shanghai..."

Gu Fangxun nodded and agreed: "Yes, so we must not act rashly."

"Well, when you return, keep your troops in place and continue to secretly collect specific intelligence related to Operation Sakura."

"I will discuss with Comrade Chao Wendao first to see how to best handle this difficult situation."

"Okay, Aunt Fang, I understand." Jiang Shiyuan said solemnly.

Then Gu Fangxun took out an exquisitely crafted violet velvet cheongsam from the cabinet and tried it on Jiang Shiyuan.

"What a coincidence! I just made you a new cheongsam for winter. I wanted to give you a surprise."

"Since you are here today, just take it away!"

Jiang Shiyuan happily took the cheongsam. The fabric was soft and delicate, and the collar and hem were embroidered with clusters of white jasmine flowers.

"Thank you Auntie Fang, this cheongsam is so beautiful!"

Gu Fangxun smiled lovingly, "You're just sweet-talking! As long as you like it, come on and try it!"

So Jiang Shiyuan went to the fitting room to put on the new cheongsam. Although the style was simple, it could perfectly show her exquisite figure.

Gu Fangxun asked with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, how does it feel to wear it?"

"It fits well and is very comfortable. I love it so much!" Jiang Shiyuan looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she changed back into her own clothes, folded the violet velvet cheongsam and put it into her handbag in the store.

After bidding farewell to Gu Fangxun, she walked out of Sui'an Dingdian and hailed a rickshaw again.

"Master, go to Wanguo Apartment."

As night falls, the lights are on.

Jiang Shiyuan sat in a rickshaw, looking at the flashing neon lights on the street, his mind filled with thoughts.

She knew very well that it was not easy to lie low, and the intelligence about "Operation Sakura" this time was most likely a trap.

But for the country, for the nation, and for all the suffering compatriots, she must win this battle between light and darkness!