"I'd like to ask your opinion on this matter: is it necessary to report it to your workplace or proactively contact the embassy?"
Wen Qiao was surprised by Shen Jichuan's words; was his worry a bit excessive?
"It's not as serious as you think. I already clearly refused him on the phone. If he still tries to take me away, I can call the police."
Shen Jichuan was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know how efficient the police are abroad. I'm just worried that you will get hurt."
Wen Qiao smiled slightly and reassured Shen Jichuan, saying:
"Trust me, I will take good care of myself. I will also take your advice into consideration. If he does anything bad to me, I will definitely fight back."
“Ji Chuan, he’ll come after me about this sooner or later. Huo Dongqing is his attending physician, and he said the old man only has three years to live.”
"If I can resolve this myself, that would be best. At least it won't hurt my children."
"Wen Qiao," Shen Jichuan's tone became more serious, "I'm telling you, if necessary, contact the embassy, have your colleague contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and you will definitely be safe."
“I think if all else fails, you should come back. Waiting for him to come to you instead of waiting for him to come to you on his own turf will put you in a very passive position.”
Wen Qiao could tell that Shen Jichuan was very worried about her.
To avoid worrying Shen Jichuan, Wen Qiao could only repeatedly reassure him that everything was alright.
Shen Jichuan wasn't very clear about the specific situation abroad, and the only way he could help Wen Qiao now was through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and foreign embassies.
Besides these, what other ways can be used to help Wen Qiao...?
Shen Jichuan immediately thought of someone.
Feng Yan.
After finishing get off work, Shen Jichuan changed cars and drove to Feng Yan's house.
Wen Qiao had told Feng Yan her home address, and Shen Jichuan had a very good memory.
Upon hearing the knock, Feng Yan went to open the door.
Upon seeing Shen Jichuan, Feng Yan was instinctively surprised, but after the surprise, a hint of panic appeared on her face.
Shen Jichuan immediately noticed her unusual behavior.
But I didn't ask any more questions.
Instead, he said, "Comrade Feng Yan, is it convenient for me to come in and talk to you about something? I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Feng Yan nodded.
"No one's home right now, please come in."
When Shen Jichuan entered, he saw that the living room was in a mess and in a chaotic state.
Only then did he ask, "Something happened to your family? Was it Zhang Zhiyang?"
Feng Yan was shocked.
"You found out too? I really didn't know. He was taken away by someone who came to my house. That's when I found out that he was a spy."
Shen Jichuan said calmly, showing no surprise:
“You’re caught in a trap without realizing it. The first time he came to my house, I noticed something was off about him. I suspected him then. But since his workplace didn’t investigate him, I figured there was probably nothing wrong with him; maybe he studied abroad.”
Feng Yan gave a sad smile.
"He told me that he had studied at Waseda University, and I really believed him. He even took me to his hometown and introduced me to his parents, but then, not two years later, his parents died."
"I still don't know if those two kind-looking old people were his biological parents, or if he hired people to impersonate them to deceive me."
Feng Yan is only now beginning to have doubts.
Was the death of those two elderly people also related to Zhang Zhiyang?
But she no longer wanted to think about these things at all.
That's terrifying, that's horrifying.
It's a shame that she was previously an intelligence agent working undercover abroad, gathering information.
Unexpectedly, her husband, who shared her bed, was also an intelligence agent.
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