Ning Zhiheng moved closer slowly, intentionally or unintentionally, and when he got to a certain distance, he carefully observed Dr. Cheng, who was holding a consultation.
He suddenly realized that this Dr. Cheng looked very familiar!
Ning Zhiheng has an amazing memory, especially his memory of facial features. He can recall anyone he has ever seen and paid attention to, even if a long time has passed.
In Lu Ming's memory, the person who introduced him to the Party had become flabby and aged after many years, but Ning Zhiheng still recognized him at a glance as Fang Boyi, the current professor at Nanjing University and a renowned epigrapher.
The doctor in front of him was someone he had met just two weeks ago.
It turned out that on the day the three Zuo siblings were arrested, Ning Zhiheng blocked off three nearby streets, trapping many citizens. Those whom Gong Ji'an considered suspicious were all arrested.
Among them were Zheng Dayou, a servant in Fang Boyi's household, and one of his relatives from the countryside. At the time, the poor relative was dressed in tattered clothes and looked destitute. Zheng Dayou explained that he was the accountant of a local wealthy man in the countryside. However, Ning Zhiheng knew very well that this person who could be received by Fang Boyi's people must have a very high status in the underground party organization, so he let them go immediately.
Now, this poor relative has completely changed his appearance. He has fair and clean skin, wears a plain blue long robe, and exudes the demeanor of a Confucian doctor. If Ning Zhiheng's eyesight and memory weren't far superior to ordinary people, he would never have been able to connect the two people.
Once Ning Zhiheng recognized Dr. Cheng, he immediately turned around, glanced around the lobby a few times as if nothing had happened, and then leisurely left the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
As he exited the clinic, he walked unhurriedly to the Zuo brothers, gave them a wink, and the two men stood up and followed him.
After walking a distance, Ning Zhiheng said, "Keep an eye on Dr. Cheng at the TCM clinic. The instructions are the same: record his movements from a distance, don't get close, and report to me immediately!"
The Zuo brothers quickly nodded and accepted the order, and set up surveillance on their own.
Since Du Qian reported the clues about the underground party organization's drug transportation line to Ning Zhiheng, Ning Zhiheng began to arrange an investigation. In just six days, Ning Zhiheng has followed the clues and quietly found Cheng Xingye, codenamed Bitter Spring, the head of the Nanjing underground party organization's drug supply line!
It can be said that the main leaders of the Nanjing underground party, Fang Boyi of Qingshan and Cheng Xingye of Kuquan, have now been exposed to Ning Zhiheng's scrutiny.
The next step was to start planning how to sell the batch of medicines to Dr. Cheng Xingye without leaving a trace. This required careful planning.
Late that night, Ning Zhiheng took out the $80,000 that Wang Shucheng had given him a few days earlier, which he intended to give to farmer Xia Deyan.
The batch of medicines he had was extremely valuable, mainly because the five boxes of sulfonamides were too precious. The market price of sulfonamides was now beyond description, even more valuable than gold. The price was changing almost every day, rising steadily. Ning Zhiheng knew that in the coming years, as the war spread, the price of sulfonamides would become even more expensive. If any merchant had this precious medicine in hand and hoarded it, they could just sit back and wait for their value to skyrocket.
If this batch of medicines were to be sold to the underground Communist Party, the minimum market price would be 150,000 yuan, which is about 25,000 US dollars.
This is a considerable sum of money, and he estimated that the underground party would have a hard time raising so much money in a short period of time.
But he couldn't lower the price to sell it to that Dr. Cheng; something was definitely amiss! In this era, someone who could hold sway over a region within the underground party organization was no ordinary person!
If there is even the slightest abnormality in this transaction, it will arouse the other party's suspicion and cause the transaction to fail. Therefore, this batch of medicines not only cannot be reduced in price, but must be deliberately increased in price.
Imagine any merchant who possessed Yunnan Baiyao, currently the best wound medicine on the market, along with the rare and precious sulfonamide drug. Would you sell it at a low price? Of course not. Hoarding and speculating to inflate prices is the true nature of a cunning merchant!
Therefore, he had to deliver the money to the underground party organization through the farmer; otherwise, the deal would be difficult to complete in a short time. He didn't have time or energy to focus on this batch of medicines. Besides, the medicines were urgently needed on the front lines. The sooner they were delivered to the front lines, the more young soldiers could be saved.
As for whether doing so would lead the underground party organization to link Shadow with this drug deal, Ning Zhiheng thought the possibility was very small.
Because, given the structure of the underground party organization, farmer Xia Deyan and the pharmaceutical front were not on the same side at all. He didn't even know who was in charge of the pharmaceutical front! He knew nothing about these things, so how could he know that the pharmaceutical front urgently needed money to buy a batch of precious medicines? Unless he was Zhuge Liang reincarnated and had foreseen the future!
Shadow was Xia Deyan's subordinate. The intelligence agents on the two fronts were unaware of each other and did not share information, so no one would have the wild idea to connect Shadow with the drug trade.
Ning Zhiheng changed into casual black clothes, carried a suitcase, and hurried towards Qing Shi Tea House under the cover of night. He walked very fast and soon arrived at the back door of Qing Shi Tea House.
He was already very familiar with the place, so he tiptoed to the back door, listened carefully for a moment, then gently knocked on the door. After listening carefully again and hearing no response, he knocked on the door again. This time, his keen hearing quickly detected the sounds of people moving inside the room.
He quickly placed the suitcase at the doorway, then retreated swiftly, hiding in a secluded corner not far away to observe carefully.
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