Ning Zhiheng suppressed his inner joy and began to examine the items in the safe.

The safe wasn't large and didn't contain any cash or gold bars. An agent of Kawamoto Kuraji's caliber didn't really care much for money; his most important asset was top-secret intelligence.

There weren't many items; there were five file folders and a wooden box. Ning Zhiheng first gently took out the five file folders and then opened them one by one.

All five document folders were written in Japanese. Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. He had always wanted to learn Japanese, but he had never put it into practice. Now that he was facing a real problem, he couldn't select the most important information based on the contents.

Fortunately, there are many interchangeable characters in Japanese and Chinese, which contain a lot of Chinese characters, so we can roughly guess some of the meaning. That's all we can do for now.

Judging from the Chinese text above, these five documents should be lists of certain individuals. Considering Kawamoto Kuraji's identity as the head of the Japanese intelligence organization in Hangzhou, could these lists be lists of his underground agents?

That's very possible! Thinking of this, Ning Zhiheng suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable excitement. If it really was as he thought, then risking his life to sneak into the Japanese consulate today was definitely worth it!

If he could bring this intelligence back, it would mean that the entire Japanese underground organization in Hangzhou would be completely exposed to the Military Intelligence Investigation Bureau. With just one swift strike, the intelligence network that the Japanese had cultivated in Hangzhou for many years would be completely destroyed.

He roughly calculated that each of the five documents contained information on about six to seven people, and he counted them to find a total of thirty-three people.

Each employee's homepage includes a headshot, followed by three to four pages of detailed information. This would require combining two pages and at least fifty photos.

However, my miniature camera only has a capacity of twenty film rolls. Although this miniature camera is small and easy to carry, it also sacrifices some other features. That is, its shooting angle is much smaller than that of a regular camera. In other words, it cannot shoot too much content, otherwise the picture quality will be very poor and it will be impossible to see clearly.

Looking at the list of so many intelligence personnel, Ning Zhiheng couldn't help but feel regretful. If he had known that he would have such a great harvest, he would have prepared an extra roll of film.

After much deliberation, he came up with a solution: to combine all the homepage information with photos of all the personnel and take a single photo, thus capturing as many of the names as possible.

With that in mind, he carefully laid out each document, meticulously memorized the order, and then began to put each list and the first page together.

He used his mouth to hold a flashlight for illumination and began taking pictures one by one, eventually using eighteen rolls of film to finish capturing the content.

There was also a wooden box in the safe, which must contain a lot of documents. He had to keep two rolls of film for backup.

After that, each document was restored from memory, and after careful verification, it was put back in its original state.

Then they opened the wooden box and were stunned to find it filled with thick files, making it impossible to take photos.

Ning Zhiheng opened a document and examined it carefully, but he couldn't understand it at all. He couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger. He had to seize the time to learn Japanese when he got back this time. The serious consequences were already showing. He couldn't take pictures or memorize anything.

It would be even more impossible to bring it back. If the Japanese discovered that any piece of intelligence was missing, they would immediately understand that Kawamoto Kuraji's death was an outright murder. All the preparations and the risky infiltration and assassination operation would be in vain, and it would also alert the Japanese, prompting them to take corresponding measures. In that case, the value of this intelligence would be greatly reduced.

He could only take a picture of the first pages of the two documents at the very top of the wooden box; he had to give up on all the other contents.

At the very least, he needs to know what documents are in this wooden box so that he can translate them when he gets back and have a clear understanding of the contents.

It seems that today's gains have come to an end. Looking at all these documents that he cannot take with him, Ning Zhiheng's heart is bleeding. As a professional agent, to watch helplessly as this box full of top-secret intelligence is right in front of him, within reach, but in the end he can only leave silently is practically a crime.

It's like a penniless man arriving at a mountain of gold ingots, only to find his pockets too small to carry away so much wealth—this feeling is worse than death.

He suppressed his reluctance and began to recover the documents, putting each one back into the safe according to his memory.

Close the safe door and restore the combination lock according to the numbers Kawamoto Kuraji remembered. Kawamoto Kuraji was very careful when restoring the combination lock, which means that this should be a precaution he took. If someone touches or turns the combination lock, they can easily overlook this detail and fail to restore it to its original position, which will alert Kawamoto Kuraji.

Then came the task of cleaning up all the traces, thoroughly cleaning every surface that had been touched before finally leaving the room, closing the metal door, and then starting to clean up the traces in the living room. By the time all the work was finished, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Before he knew it, so much time had passed. Ning Zhiheng could only wait in the room. People's deep sleep time is usually between 3 and 4 a.m., when their alertness and emergency response are at their worst. It would be safest for Ning Zhiheng to leave the building during this time.

Overall, the operation went smoothly, except for this final step: a safe and discreet withdrawal. Only then would the mission be considered a true success.

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