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Chapter 63 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 37

Manufacturing penicillin, obtaining numerous intelligence reports from Japan, analyzing the frontline situation with scattered intelligence, and accurately delivering supplies—all these achievements were Ling Yi's accomplishments, representing a silent yet deadly surge on the front lines.

She is the best brain, and Wen Zhao is the body that can fully implement her ideas. If either of them were missing, the intelligence work in Shanghai would not be so smooth.

Now, the brain is once again issuing instructions to mislead the Japanese, but without much physical exertion, it has found a way.

The reason was that the influential paper arrived in Shanghai through a student who had traveled across the ocean, causing a huge uproar at Tongde Medical College.

A group of patriotic students couldn't help but imagine how wonderful it would be if this medicine could be used in China, on the soldiers fighting against the Japanese invaders.

then……

Then this thing was stolen by the notorious traitor Wen Zhao.

At that time, Young Master Wen arrogantly led a group of lackeys through the crowd of people discussing heatedly and snatched the journal that had traveled across the ocean.

Facing the angry glares of the patriotic students, he chuckled and said, "Banned books, confiscated!"

"You!" The students wanted to devour this traitor alive. He brought the journal back to enrich their minds and broaden their research spirit.

Can……

But this traitor dared to rob us!

Seeing that someone was eyeing the duck that Young Master Wen wanted to snatch, the henchmen raised their guns and shouted, "What are you doing? Want to go to jail?"

These ungrateful bastards!

Wen Zhao scoffed and provocatively patted the shoulder of the angry student whose eyes were red: "Keep an eye on him. If he dares to take a step forward, arrest him!"

"International students, their families are really rich~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the way the patrol officers looked at the student changed.

They followed Wen Zhao and had exploited these wealthy people quite a bit, and now...

The student was blocked in place by several guys and watched helplessly as Wen Zhao left with his rare documents, without moving an inch.

The patrol officers exchanged glances and couldn't help but sneer in disappointment: "Spineless cowards!"

You should put up a fight, otherwise we won't have any reason to rob you.

Forget it, the family of this student studying abroad is quite influential. If it weren't for Wen Zhao backing them up, they wouldn't dare to make any moves.

He angrily smacked the kid in the chest with the butt of his gun, and the group of guys got into the car dejectedly.

"Military Police!" Wen Zhao is becoming increasingly familiar with the term when talking about the core institutions of the Japanese.

"Wen Jun, is there any news?" Nakamura walked out of the military police station with a beaming smile.

Since his uncle took office, the general's attitude towards him has improved considerably, and now he can be considered a top figure in the military police.

Moreover, because money paved the way, his colleagues who received gifts from him did not feel much jealousy towards him.

He's definitely one of the people who got promoted this year!

How could Nakamura not be delighted to be promoted after making such a big mistake?

"Is there good news for Nakamura-kun?" Wen Zhao was quick to read the room, offering his congratulations before changing the subject: "I'm here to bring you even more joy!"

Recently, Nakamura had only entrusted Wen Zhao with one matter, and upon hearing this, he was immediately overjoyed: "There's progress?"

He hadn't expected Wen Zhao to have such connections, to be able to establish connections with those embassies so quickly.

Wen Zhao patted the document in his hand: "It was just a coincidence. I didn't even know which way the embassy's door opened before I found out about this!"

Nakamura suspiciously took the documents from Wen Zhao's hand, and then... looked completely bewildered.

If he could understand these things, he would have already done research with that deceased Uncle Ito. Why would he have to be a common soldier?

"What is this?" But he knew that Wen Zhao wouldn't give him something useless.

“Penicillin!” Wen Zhao uttered the somewhat strange name: “A new anti-inflammatory drug from the Americas, it just came out of the lab not long ago.”

Although this paper is from some time ago, it still enjoys the status of advanced information in China or Asia today. Perhaps no one except Ling Yi, who was prepared in advance, would associate this with the mysterious anti-inflammatory drug that appeared on the battlefield.

Nakamura's expression changed instantly upon hearing the word "America": "Are you sure?"

Wen Zhao licked his lips and said softly, "I don't really understand these things either; it was my wife who told me."

Seeing Nakamura's eyes widen, he quickly added, "If you're sure, why don't you just find someone who understands a foreign language?"

Nakamura glared at him: "Come find me again after you've verified everything!"

He paused for a moment, then suddenly flung open the door and gave the guard a few instructions.

A short while later, a translator walked in.

While he was translating, Nakamura irritably tapped his teacup back and forth.

Even if he wasn't a strategist, he knew the seriousness of the matter.

The fact that newly available American products were appearing on the Chinese battlefield, coupled with the dwindling number of weapons and equipment on ocean-going vessels, gave him a bad feeling.

Without external support, the empire's small land area and industrialization process alone would hardly be able to sustain a protracted war.

If these rats in China are determined, they can wear them down to death.

"Nakamura-kun." After writing and drawing for a long time, the translator finally presented the result to Nakamura.

Nakamura glanced at it briefly, his expression growing increasingly grim.

He quickly flipped through all the papers, slammed his hand on the table, got into his car, and headed towards the Special Higher Police.

After being verified in the laboratory, the news spread at the speed of a virus to the ears of the Japanese leadership and the American embassy.

Leaving aside the bewildered American ambassador, even the Japanese were now pointing fingers and cursing their future father's back.

It's not like they're not willing to pay. Why are these guys giving good stuff to Chinese people instead of them? What exactly are they trying to do?

Considering these people's support for the European battlefield, a group of senior generals with strategic vision felt that the situation was serious. They jointly sent a telegram to headquarters, explaining the whole story and requesting headquarters to make preparations as soon as possible.

During this period, Nakamura, who made great contributions to obtaining this intelligence, was also credited with his achievements and was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel Nakamura.

The joy of promotion and a raise made him quickly forget about this matter that had little to do with him. That was a problem for big shots to think about; he, a mere lieutenant colonel, only needed to think about how to make money.

Does the country being in trouble mean I can stop making money?

The Emperor's prince is still making money, so he certainly can't fall behind!

Of course, Lieutenant Colonel Nakamura, who was happily making money, would not forget his good friend, Wen Jun.

This Chinese man, who contributed to Hummer's success and wealth, will also receive the reward he deserves!

For example, a larger business network, or more opportunities to make offerings to him.