Su Tang nodded in satisfaction.

After doing all this, she left the abandoned factory quietly, as if nothing had happened.

She had to hurry to the post office to add fuel to the fire for those bastards.

As dawn broke, Su Tang appeared at the entrance of the Rongcheng Post Office.

She used some local stamps and envelopes that she had obtained on the black market.

It imitates a slightly stiff but passionate handwriting.

He wrote an anonymous letter of denunciation, speaking as a patriotic overseas Chinese who cared deeply for his motherland.

In the letter, she deliberately used some of the slightly classical Chinese phrases that overseas Chinese used back then, which made her words seem sincere and heartfelt.

It provides a detailed description of the location of the abandoned textile factory where remnants of the Nationalist army hid a batch of precious cultural relics, as well as their personnel numbers and firepower.

She also pointed out the specific route they planned to smuggle out of the country, and even provided the exact escape route and approximate time.

She sent the letter to both the Rongcheng Military Control Commission and the Public Security Bureau.

With double insurance, at least one of them will work.

After finishing all this, Su Tang returned to the Red Star Hotel, feeling refreshed.

Next, we'll prepare to head to the Tibetan region and wait to see what happens.

Although the car arranged for her by the organization was safe, Su Tang thought about it and still felt it was inappropriate.

What if these idiots change course halfway, or something unexpected happens? Wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?

Her eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

Chengdu's black market is a mixed bag, not only selling goods but also having some unscrupulous people offering special services.

Su Tang, dressed plainly, slipped two fruit candies and a few cents to the owner of an inconspicuous tea shop on the outskirts of the black market.

They found out about a private fleet of trucks that specializes in long-distance transport.

It was called a convoy, but it was really just a few old Jiefang trucks and one or two even rarer GAZ jeeps.

The car owners are all locals who are daring and have wild ways of doing things.

Su Tang took a fancy to an old military green Jeep that looked fairly sturdy.

The car owner was a dark-skinned, thin man in his forties named Lao Li. His fingers were yellowed from smoking a pipe, and he spoke with a heavy Sichuan accent.

Su Tang lied and said that she was from Shanghai and was going to Sunshine City to visit relatives, so she was in a hurry to get there.

Old Li sized her up and down a few times. Seeing that she was a young woman, simply dressed but with delicate features, and didn't seem like a bad person, he made an outrageous demand:

"Go to Sunshine City? That's over two thousand miles away! I won't go for less than three hundred yuan!"

These days, three hundred yuan is no small amount; it's about the same as an average worker's annual salary.

Without even blinking, Su Tang pulled out a small stack of brand-new ten-yuan notes from her canvas bag, counted out thirty, and handed them over.

She may not have much else, but she has more money than she can ever spend.

"Old Li, here's three hundred. And this twenty yuan is for you to buy cigarettes and tea on the way. If you can get me safely to my destination as soon as possible, I'll give you a reward."

She then took out an unopened pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from her bag and handed it to Old Li.

Old Li's eyes widened in surprise. He took the money and cigarettes, his face crinkling into a wide smile.

"Sure, sure! Don't worry, young lady, I, Old Li, drive very steadily! I know this road very well!"

Su Tang then showed the special pass that her uncle, Lin Wenbo, had obtained for her through connections, which was stamped with a bright red official seal.

Old Li was even more relieved when he saw the pass; this girl must have connections, and the checkpoints along the way would definitely be easier for her.

"Hey girl, when are you leaving?"

"The sooner the better, it would be best to set off today," Su Tang said.

"Okay! I'll go back and fix the car right away, pack a few extra tanks of gas, and we'll set off this afternoon!" Old Li patted his chest and assured him.