Ning Zhiheng was taken aback upon hearing this, and looked at Yi Hua'an in surprise, asking, "Is this internal strife?"

“Yes!” Yi Hua’an replied, and then continued, “After the previous kidnapping case, Li Zhiqun discovered that Wu Shicai had embezzled public funds. In a fit of rage, he almost had Wu Shicai executed. Later, Chen Jinbao pleaded for Wu Shicai, and Wu Shicai was released. However, he still lost the power to manage the finances of western Shanghai. After that, Yu Xinhong, a confidant of Li Zhiqun, took over the management.”

The business in western Shanghai was a goldmine, the lifeblood of No. 76. Wu Shicai, having lost such a lucrative position, couldn't let it go. So Chen Jinbao and his associates secretly plotted, repeatedly stirring up trouble in western Shanghai. Yu Xinhong, one of Li Zhiqun's few economic talents, was a businessman by trade but unfamiliar with these underworld tactics, leaving him overwhelmed and frustrated. He complained to Li Zhiqun many times. Li Zhiqun had long harbored murderous intentions towards Chen Jinbao, and Mu Yu had even specifically suggested it to Li Zhiqun. However, Li Zhiqun remained silent. Therefore, this time, Mu Yu believed that it was highly likely Li Zhiqun himself had acted, and that he was crying wolf.

Can you be sure?

Yi Hua'an shook his head and said, "Not for the time being. Chen Jinbao is Li Zhiqun's teacher's wife and a big boss of the Green Gang. If Li Zhiqun really decides to take action against her, he will definitely choose the most reliable confidant. So Mu Yu did not receive any information before, so he could not be sure. However, he thinks that it is very likely that Li Zhiqun will take action."

Ning Zhiheng thought for a moment and instructed, "Order Muyu to investigate secretly, but don't force it. Determine the actual situation. If Li Zhiqun is indeed very vigilant, then abandon the investigation. It's just a dog-eat-dog situation. If we can use it, great; if not, it doesn't matter. We must not take any risks."

"Yes!" Yi Hua'an nodded and accepted the order.

Late that night, in the early hours of the morning, Ning Zhiheng appeared again at the back door of Qing Shi Tea House and knocked rhythmically on the door. Soon the lights came on inside, and footsteps could be heard. He placed the file bag in his hand at the door and turned to retreat into the darkness.

Xia Deyan quickly opened the door, stepped out, and his figure became visible under the light. He then bent down to pick up the file bag, looked up at the deep night, turned around, went back into the room, and locked the door behind him.

Back in his room, he hurriedly opened the file bag, took out two microfilm rolls and a piece of letter paper, and examined them carefully under the light.

The letter read: "The task of finding the blueprints has been completed. Both blueprints have been photographed as microfilm and require the corresponding equipment for viewing. They can be examined directly with a magnifying glass. Image!"

Upon seeing this, Xia Deyan couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart, and he couldn't resist picking up the two rolls of microfilm.

He had received instructions from the scholar Lin Hanwen long ago, knowing that Shadow had received orders to find the blueprints via radio. The two blueprints were extremely important, so much so that Lin Hanwen had mobilized all his forces. However, he did not expect that Shadow would complete such an important task in just over ten days.

Although microfiber technology has begun to be used internationally, it is still a very advanced technology for underground party organizations in China. Many underground party members who are not familiar with these matters are not very clear about it, so Ning Zhiheng made a special explanation to facilitate their verification.

Xia Deyan was no exception. He was a veteran intelligence agent in the underground party, but this was the first time he had ever come into contact with microfilm. He saw that these two microfilms were very different from ordinary film and did not know how to examine them. After seeing the message, he finally understood and thought to himself that Shadow was indeed very meticulous.

He quickly pulled a magnifying glass from his desk drawer and began to examine it.

Although Xia Deyan did not understand German, he could still tell from some design drawings that the contents of the two microfilms were detailed and there should be no problem. Of course, the headquarters would have to review them later, but now he had to hand them over to Xiucai as soon as possible.