However, he still cannot completely relax, as he has several important matters to attend to.
Tomorrow's promotion order is a very important event for him. He will soon be taking up the post of team leader, and he needs to make arrangements for his work as soon as possible so that he can take control of the team quickly.
Although he couldn't interfere in Meng Lesheng's interrogation, he still wanted to try to attend it. If possible, he still wanted to gain something from Meng Lesheng.
Then there's the matter of what to do with this batch of medicines. He's not short of money right now, and he believes that if he wants to make money in the future, it will be very easy with his abilities, so he doesn't plan to sell these medicines.
He knew that this batch of medicines were the best wound medicines, especially the five boxes of sulfonamides, which were considered miracle drugs in this era. If these medicines could be transported to the front line, they could save the lives of countless soldiers!
In his heart, he still preferred to send them to the front lines of the Red Party. After all, he identified with the identity of a Red Party member, and if there was an opportunity to save the lives of countless young Red soldiers, then these medicines would have played their greatest role.
As for the rapid corruption and rampant bribery within the Kuomintang army in recent years, it has become an open secret and irreversible. These drugs, given to them, will ultimately only end up on the plates of high-ranking officers and unscrupulous elites. If even one-tenth of them were used on frontline soldiers, that would be considered a clean record!
As for how to hand it over to the underground party, he had no other choice but to contact his only contact, Xia Deyan, the owner of Qing Shi Tea House, also known as the farmer.
However, he didn't want to reveal his true identity to the farmer and the underground party. After all, the implications were too great. If there was a mistake within the underground party organization, he would be exposed. His own safety was a minor matter; those around him would also suffer annihilation. Thinking of this, he felt it was safest to add an extra layer of security and maintain one-way contact with the farmer as a shadow.
However, to conceal their identities and safely deliver the medicine to the underground party, some work will be required. They must be careful and cautious, and it seems they will have to put in a lot of effort!
Time flies. After getting off work and returning home, Ning Zhiheng waited for news from Zuo Qiang and Zuo Rou.
At eight o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door. Ning Zhiheng opened the door and there were indeed Zuo Qiang and Zuo Rou.
Zuo Qiang was wearing a short, coarse work uniform. His skin looked sallow, and his forehead wrinkles were noticeably more pronounced. He looked more than ten years older, completely like an old driver who had been exposed to the elements.
Zuo Rou's attire was even more lifelike. Her hair was tightly tied up and covered by a worker's hat. She was stuffed with something that stretched open her blue work clothes, and her face was sallow. In addition, she was taller than the average woman, so she did not look like a delicate woman at all. She looked like an ordinary young worker.
If Ning Zhiheng hadn't had sharp eyes and already known that Zuo Qiang and Zuo Rou were coming to report, he really wouldn't have recognized them at first glance.
After closing the door, Ning Zhiheng turned around and looked at the two of them carefully. He nodded and smiled, saying, "I didn't expect you two to have this skill."
He then stepped forward and touched the wrinkles on Zuo Qiang's forehead, feeling them for a moment, before saying, "It's just like the real thing! Is this Zuo Rou's skill?"
At this moment, Zuo Rou revealed a smug smile and said with no small amount of boasting, "Young Master, among my siblings, I am the least skilled in martial arts, but with my ability to disguise myself, I have avoided a lot of risks and turned danger into safety several times!"
Zuo Qiang added from the side, "My sister has practiced hand skills since she was a child. Her hands are the most skillful. She's good with short knives, and her makeup skills are also exceptional!"
Ning Zhiheng was pleasantly surprised to hear this, as it was a very useful skill, especially for those in the secret service, where disguise was an essential skill.
In the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, this subject is part of the training for the Intelligence Section. However, Ning Zhiheng is a latecomer to the field and an operative, so he has not received this training. But as far as he knows, the training is rather crude and far less impressive than what Zuo Rou has done.
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