Shadow of Spies

Propelled headlong into the relentless currents of history, Ji Yu finds himself transplanted to the tumultuous prelude to WWII.

Once an ordinary civil servant in his modern existence, Ji Yu i...

Chapter 321 Guidance and Instruction

Ning Zhiheng and Ji Hongyi discussed the specific details and then parted ways. Their future meetings would all take place in Japanese-occupied territory, which would not be as safe as it was now, and they would have to be careful in everything they did.

Ning Zhiheng did not return to his team's courtyard. He had something else to do today, so he quickly went to the residence of the Zuo siblings.

Upon seeing Ning Zhiheng's arrival, the Zuo siblings quickly welcomed him into the room.

"Young Master, is there something you need us to do?" Zuo Gang asked.

"No, I'm looking for Zuo Rou!" Ning Zhiheng said directly.

Zuo Rou, who was standing to the side, was a little puzzled. Ning Zhiheng always assigned tasks to the Zuo brothers, but never to her.

"Young Master, what can I do for you?" Zuo Rou asked quickly.

Ning Zhiheng looked at Zuo Rou, thought for a moment, and asked, "I know you are very knowledgeable about makeup, so you must have unique insights into observing people. This time, I need to scout the terrain first and impersonate a Japanese person to infiltrate the Japanese-occupied area. However, I have not received any special training in disguise, which is one of my weaknesses. I came to you because I want you to give me some advice. With your eyesight, can you tell me what makes me different from ordinary people?"

He paused for a moment, then explained in more detail: "Or rather, I personally stand out in those areas and need to deliberately conceal it."

In fact, Ning Zhiheng himself had not received any special agent training. It was only later, when he was tracking the veteran Japanese agent Snow Wolf, that Shao Wenguang instructed him in tracking techniques and pointed out some of his flaws. So he did have some basic skills in disguise, and as long as he deliberately disguised himself, he could do a decent job.

However, he always pursued meticulousness and perfection in his work, and he knew that Zuo Rou's makeup skills were superb, far surpassing even those instructors in the Military Intelligence Investigation Department who taught makeup.

During her previous investigation of underground party member Cheng Xingye, Zuo Rou had once put on makeup. When she looked in the mirror, her appearance was drastically different, yet she couldn't detect any flaws.

So this time, to disguise myself as a Japanese person, I wanted to learn some disguise techniques from Zuo Rou to avoid giving myself away.

When Zuo Rou heard Ning Zhiheng ask about her special skills, a smug smile appeared on her face. She had always had a low profile among the three siblings, and Ning Zhiheng never assigned her any tasks. Even when giving her instructions, he never talked to her. This made Zuo Rou feel a little disappointed.

But now it was clearly her turn to shine, and she couldn't help but feel excited. She smiled and said, "If you want to ask about other aspects, I dare not say, but when it comes to makeup and disguise, I have never seen a better expert than me. Over the years, I have dressed up many roles and helped my brother and me get out of danger several times."

Zuo Qiang, who was standing to the side, chimed in, "My sister's skills are unparalleled. She can convincingly portray a tiger or a dragon. You've come to the right person!"

Ning Zhiheng watched them sing in unison and couldn't help but find it amusing. He said, "Then I'll see what you're capable of today. First, tell me about my facial features. Is there anything I need to cover up?"

Zuo Rou carefully examined Ning Zhiheng's facial features, comparing them with her thumb and observing them from different angles for a long time before finally speaking: "Young Master, your facial features are somewhat angular, meaning you are a bit thinner than the average person. Such a face makes you look more handsome and attractive than the average person, but the downside is that it gives people a very clear impression, especially your eyes. Try not to frown or squint, otherwise it will give people a very strong sense of oppression."

Zuo Gang, who was standing to the side, also chimed in, "That's true, young master. Your gaze is too sharp. We never dare to look you in the eye. Also, your posture is too straight. Most people don't stand that straight. Only soldiers who have undergone long-term training can stand that straight."

Ning Zhiheng agreed with this point. After all, he had undergone two years of rigorous military training, which was longer than the training time of most sergeants in the army today. After all, it is rare for soldiers in this era to be able to endure two years of formal training.

Shao Wenguang had pointed out before that his posture was too deliberately upright, which Ning Zhiheng had kept in mind. Now that Zuo Gang had also pointed it out, he quickly nodded and said, "That's a good point. I'll pay attention to it. But how can I better control my gaze?"

Zuo Rou placed her finger on the left corner of Ning Zhiheng's mouth and said, "Have you noticed that you have a habitual gesture?"

When Zuo Rou suddenly touched his cheek, Ning Zhiheng's muscles tensed instinctively. His reaction speed was far beyond that of ordinary people. In addition, he rarely got close to others and was usually wary, so he was very sensitive to physical contact. Zuo Rou's action startled him, but he quickly relaxed.

"What habitual action?" Ning Zhiheng asked curiously. He didn't think he had any habitual actions, but it was also possible that he had completely ignored them.

Zuo Rou pointed to his left corner of the mouth and said, "You have a habit of biting your left teeth, so the muscles on the left side of your face are more tense than those on the right side. This makes your left eye tend to squint slightly, but your squinting makes people look cold and uncomfortable."

Upon hearing Zuo Rou's words, Ning Zhiheng suddenly realized something. He carefully felt it and found that he did indeed habitually bite his left teeth together, while his right teeth were usually left empty.

He quickly said, "Bring me a mirror."

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