"Yes, sir!" Watanabe Daichi replied gratefully, tears streaming down his face, upon hearing that Imai Yuji hadn't punished him on the spot.

In fact, all four of them were personally investigated by Yuji Imai. He himself did not realize that Qi Jingwu was feigning surrender. It was indeed difficult to prevent such a thing from happening between the people he was protecting. He did not want to cause any more trouble, so he temporarily released Daichi of the Transition Department and dealt with him later.

He then turned to Tomoyuki Ishiyama and instructed him, "You are specifically responsible for Yu Li's safety. Take some people to the hospital to monitor him, and there can be no accidents!"

"Yes, sir!" Tomoyuki Ishiyama bowed and accepted the order.

The ambulance sped away, with Tomoyuki Ishiyama and his men following closely behind.

But in a two-story house in the distance, a pair of eyes were staring intently at the courtyard through the glass window, taking in everything. Soon, a young man walked out of the house and quickly went to a car not far away.

Shanghai has a developed economy, and cars are quite common, especially in Japanese-occupied areas, so they are not very conspicuous.

The car window rolled down, and the young man whispered to the people inside, "Something's not right. Follow that ambulance and see which hospital they're going to. I'll go report to the boss first!"

At this time, Ning Zhiheng had returned to his home. He took out the two hidden portraits and then took pictures of the portraits of Taro Sagawa and Yuji Imai with a camera. He then carefully hid the film.

Light the lighter and burn both portraits to ashes. The portraits were too conspicuous; turning them into film would be more discreet and easier to carry. In Japanese-occupied areas, household registration was strictly managed, and Japanese police would frequently come to check. Leaving portraits would be difficult to explain, while film would be much safer and easier to take out of Japanese-occupied areas after the mission was completed.

It's important to know that the Chief Inspector has been investigating Taro Sagawa, and this photograph is a crucial piece of evidence in that investigation.

The next morning, Ning Zhiheng ate breakfast at Yoshimura's house as usual, and then went to work with Yoshimura and his siblings.

As he approached the South House Library, he saw a figure flash by in the distance. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was Ji Hongyi who nodded to him before turning and leaving.

Ji Hongyi must have something urgent to discuss with him; otherwise, he would have waited until evening to go to Huimin Grain Store to find him.

Ning Zhiheng did not go to the library because Kuroki Yueyi had specifically emphasized that Ning Zhiheng's only task was to organize Uehara Junpei's manuscripts. He could manage his own working hours, and no one would question him if he arrived at work a little late.

He followed Ji Hongyi at a distance, went around an alley, and stopped in a secluded spot.

"What happened?" Ning Zhiheng asked in a low voice.

Ji Hongyi glanced around warily and replied softly, "Something happened in the Japanese compound last night."

"What's going on?"

"Around seven o'clock, a car arrived at the compound, followed shortly by an ambulance that carried away an injured person. Two more cars followed behind. Our people didn't dare get close, but just followed from a distance to Boli Hospital."

"Boli Hospital?" Ning Zhiheng asked hesitantly.

"It's the best hospital run by the Japanese, and it only admits Japanese people with status and position! That's why our people can't get in and we can't find out the specific reason!" Ji Hongyi explained in detail.

"Is there any further activity at that safe house?" Ning Zhiheng then asked.

“After the ambulance left, the car also left. An hour later, a car drove out of the compound, and our people followed it all the way to the incinerator. They unloaded a body and left. The workers at the incinerator were all Chinese, and there were also our followers. I sent someone in to take a picture.”

At this point, Ji Hongyi took out a photo and handed it to Ning Zhiheng.

Ning Zhiheng took a closer look and was immediately stunned. He said uncertainly, "This is Qi Jingwu? How come he has such a deep wound on his neck?"

"It's him!" Ji Hongyi said with certainty. Qi Jingwu was the first target he discovered, so he remembered him vividly. "We found that his carotid artery had been severed with great force. The wound was heavily scratched, not like a knife, but more like a shard of glass or something. We just don't know if it was murder or suicide?"

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