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

Chapter 196 Know-it-all Photo Studio

The carved beams and painted buildings of the Zhong family's old house were silent in the night, like an old man in his twilight years, witnessing the turbulent times of Jinling City.

Jiang Shiyuan helped his grandfather go to bed, tucked in the quilt for him, and gently closed the door.

She took a deep breath, turned and walked out of the room, with a determined gleam in her eyes.

A black Citroen sedan quietly drove out of the Zhong family's old house and blended into the dull night of Jinling City.

Inside the car, Jiang Shiyuan's emotions were surging and his mind was filled with thoughts.

The "Spark Plan" is only the first step. She must strive to gain a greater chance of survival for the people of Jinling City.

"Based on previous historical experience, those Westerners with humanitarian spirit in Jinling City may become the last barrier to protect the people of Jinling."

Jiang Shiyuan murmured to himself, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

The Citroen sedan sped through the night and finally stopped in front of Tang Shengzhi's headquarters.

"Miss Jiang, you're here. The commander has been waiting for you." A guard stepped forward quickly and opened the car door for Jiang Shiyuan.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded and walked quickly into the headquarters.

Tang Shengzhi's office was filled with smoke and a solemn atmosphere permeated the air.

"Commander Tang, I'm back." Jiang Shiyuan walked up to Tang Shengzhi with a calm tone.

"Shi Yuan, how is your grandpa?" Tang Shengzhi put down the documents in his hand and asked with concern.

"Thank you Commander Tang for your concern. My grandfather is fine." Jiang Shiyuan replied.

"That's good, that's good." Tang Shengzhi nodded, then his face darkened and he said in a serious tone: "Shi Yuan, I came to you because I want to discuss a very important matter with you."

"Commander Tang, please speak." Jiang Shiyuan sat upright and listened attentively.

"It's like this. I've thought about it for a long time and I think your suggestion makes a lot of sense."

Tang Shengzhi pondered for a moment and said slowly: "We must unite all the forces we can to fight for a glimmer of hope for the people of Jinling City in this catastrophe."

"What Commander Tang means is..." Jiang Shiyuan's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed Tang Shengzhi's thoughts.

"I have decided that we must establish a larger safe zone, a safe zone protected by Western forces!" Tang Shengzhi said in a firm tone.

"Commander Tang, you really think the same as I do!" Jiang Shiyuan said excitedly.

Tang Shengzhi showed a relieved smile on his face, "Shi Yuan, I was right about you!"

"I will write you a handwritten letter. Take it and do your best to convince those influential Western people."

"Join us to build a large safe zone protected by Western forces and fight for the last hope for the people of Jinling City!"

As Tang Shengzhi spoke, he picked up a Parker pen, quickly wrote the letter, and stamped it with the commander's seal.

"Yes! Commander Tang, I will definitely live up to my mission!" Jiang Shiyuan took the handwritten note handed over by Tang Shengzhi and promised solemnly.

As the night deepened, the city of Jinling was shrouded in the shadow of war.

However, in the dark corners, there are always some people who silently guard this city and its people.

Jiang Shiyuan walked out of the headquarters and looked up at the dark night sky, his heart filled with hope and strength.

"People of Jinling City, I will do my best to reduce your casualties..." She whispered softly, her tone firm and powerful.

Then the Citroen sedan started again, driving through the night, and finally stopped at the entrance of a secluded alley.

Jiang Shiyuan opened the car door, walked quickly into the alley, and according to the address given by Stationmaster Wang, he turned around and arrived at the door of a photo studio called "Wanshitong".

The dim light shone through the crack of the photo studio's door, adding a touch of warmth to the deserted street.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening, but the owner of the photo studio hasn't closed yet.

He was sitting behind the counter, flipping through a yellowed picture magazine under the light of a dim kerosene lamp.

The boss was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a washed-out gray gown, a pair of black-framed glasses, and his hair was combed meticulously. He looked very gentle.

Hearing the footsteps at the door, the boss raised his head, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Miss, it's so late, are you here to take pictures or develop photos?"

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, trying to make himself look heartbroken, his eyes reddened, and he said in a choked voice: "Boss, I...I want to print a 12-inch photo, I want...I want a white photo frame."

When the boss heard this, his expression changed slightly. He put down the picture magazine in his hand and asked, "A white photo frame? Is it... for the deceased?"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded, tears welling up in her eyes, and she choked up and said, "I...my husband...he had an emergency today and died. I...I want to print a portrait of him..."

The boss quickly stood up, walked to Jiang Shiyuan, and comforted her: "Miss, please accept my condolences! The dead cannot be resurrected, you...you still have to take care of yourself!"

Jiang Shiyuan cried as she took out a photo from her handbag and handed it to the boss, "Look, just... just use this photo to develop it."

The boss took the photo and looked at it carefully, and found that the photo showed a golden plaque of Bao Mo Zhai.

The boss calmly put the photo away and said politely, "Miss, we have a lot of white photo frames in our store. Please come with me to the back to pick one out."

Jiang Shiyuan nodded and followed the boss into the room at the back of the photo studio.

The room was dimly lit, with only a dim kerosene lamp emitting a faint light.

There were some wooden boxes piled up in the corner, covered with dust.

The boss walked over to a wooden box, bent down, took out a white photo frame from it, and handed it to Jiang Shiyuan, "Take a look, what do you think of this photo frame?"

Jiang Shiyuan took the photo frame and looked at it carefully. It was very ordinary and had no decoration.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded, "That's it."

The boss's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, "Okay, then please wait a moment, I will go and develop the photos for you."

Jiang Shiyuan nodded and watched his boss leave the room.

As soon as the boss left, Jiang Shiyuan immediately looked around, carefully observing every corner of the room.

The room was very simple. Apart from a few tables and chairs, there were only some photographic equipment and some sundries.

Jiang Shiyuan walked to the corner of the room, reached out and knocked gently on the wall. The wall made a dull sound, as if it was solid.

She walked to another wall and knocked on it. This time, the sound from the wall seemed hollow.

Jiang Shiyuan's heart was moved. Could it be...

She reached out and felt around on the wall, and finally found a loose brick.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and pressed down hard.

With a soft "click", a secret door appeared on the wall.

Jiang Shiyuan was delighted, it seemed she had found the right place!