In the next few days, Fei Wan met Lin Jun as arranged and began to receive a series of training.
She learned incredibly quickly, and many things seemed already familiar to her. With just a few pointers, she could perform them even better than her teacher. Her trainers would occasionally glance over at her, but no one would ask any further questions.
After that dinner, Li Qing came to see her several times, but she turned him down. Without waiting for his response, she took the initiative to announce her divorce in the newspaper, completely severing the relationship.
Fei Wan has passed the assessment and successfully completed many tasks assigned by the organization, becoming an extremely outstanding secret intelligence officer within the organization.
Gu Yanshen didn't show up again, but she could feel his presence.
Every time her article was published, someone would send her clippings with certain sentences underlined and a few seemingly irrelevant comments printed on the sides.
That was his confirmation to her, or an indication of the next step.
As the war progresses, the organization's base will also shift.
Gu Yanshen also gave her one last task in Shanghai: disguise herself as a female companion and accompany a businessman named Wang to a dance party held by a Japanese trading company to find out the password to his safe.
She changed into an emerald green cheongsam, carefully put on makeup, and curled her long hair. The person in the mirror looked so unfamiliar that even she had to look closely to recognize herself.
The dance hall was full of lights and swaying figures.
Manager Wang is bald and slightly fat, with a fawning smile. It is rumored that he has close contacts with the Japanese and has a lot of blood on his hands.
Fei Wan held his arm, talking and laughing freely, and exchanging pleasantries with several officers' wives in Japanese. Manager Wang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his hand unconsciously went around her waist.
She endured the discomfort, still with a bright smile on her face, and persuaded people to drink one glass after another, and her words were also smooth.
When he was half drunk, she took advantage of the situation and acted coquettishly, saying that she wanted to see the safe that he often showed off and that "was incomparable to anything in the West."
Manager Wang was dizzy and stumbled towards the study on the second floor with her in his arms.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch the safe knob.
The door was pushed open silently and the lights suddenly came on.
Manager Wang was mostly sober.
Standing at the door were the Japanese manager of the trading company and two armed guards, and next to them was Tang Lingshu.
"That's her! She must have bad intentions coming here dressed like this."
Tang Lingshu excitedly pointed at Fei Wan and took credit for it to the Japanese manager.
"Wang Sang, your female companion seems to be very interested in our safe?"
The Japanese steward spoke in a cold and hard voice, his eyes slashing at her like knives.
Fei Wan's heart sank, knowing that he had been tricked.
Tang Lingshu couldn't help herself. Li Qing had been cold towards her lately, and the Li family was in turmoil because of Fei Wan. How could she not resent him? She just hadn't expected him to be able to retaliate against the Japanese.
"I'm just... a little curious."
Fei Wan pretended to be frightened and moved closer to Manager Wang, her hands quietly reaching for the dagger and lime bag hidden under her skirt.
"Curious?" The Japanese steward stepped closer. "I'm afraid it's a spy trick. Capture him!"
The guard stepped forward. Manager Wang was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands: "Madam! It's none of my business. She seduced me..."
The moment the guard's hand was about to touch her...
Suddenly there was a loud bang downstairs, followed by shattered glass and screams from the crowd.
Gunshots rang out suddenly, and there was chaos downstairs.
Everyone in the study was stunned.
At that moment, Fei Wan suddenly pushed Manager Wang towards the guard and threw lime powder with his backhand.
The dust was so thick that it blocked all vision.
Amidst the curses and coughs, she quickly retreated to the window based on her memory and jumped down.
The second floor was not high, and below was a backyard full of junk. She fell to the ground and rolled, but her ankle suddenly hurt.
Gu Yanshen's voice rang close to her ear, his warm breath sweeping across her neck: "Don't make a sound, it's me."
He was dressed as a waiter, his face was covered in ashes, and there were some bloodstains on his back. His eyes were terrifyingly bright in the dark, revealing a murderous ferocity she had never seen before, and a deep panic hidden in his eyes.
Outside, the sounds of footsteps, cursing, and gunfire were approaching.
Fei Wan held her breath and could clearly hear Gu Yanshen's strong heartbeat in his chest, as well as her own equally violent heartbeat.
The pursuers seemed to have lost their way and ran in another direction, cursing.
The danger is temporarily lifted.
In the darkness, the senses are infinitely magnified.
Gu Yanshen held her tightly in his arms, their bodies pressed against the cold and damp wall, their breaths intertwined, and they could feel each other's violent heartbeats.
He still maintained his guarding posture and did not retreat immediately.
Fei Wan moved, trying to create some distance.
Gu Yanshen tightened his arms and held her tighter in his arms.
"Don't move." His voice was very hoarse. "...There's something in your hair."
He raised his hand and seemed to really pick something from her hair, his movements gentle.
But Fei Wan knew that this was just an excuse.
After the tension of the previous moment, an indescribable tension spread in the cramped space.
His breath was on her forehead, and as long as she raised her head slightly...
"Gu Yanshen," Fei Wan suddenly spoke, her voice soft but like a stone dropped into a quiet lake, "Do you think we knew each other before?"
After asking this question, she felt his body stiffen instantly.
Silence spread in the darkness.
After a long while, he finally responded in a low voice, his voice filled with complex and indistinguishable emotions: "Why do you ask?"
Fei Wan couldn't explain the reason.
She just wanted to confirm whether he in every world had really forgotten her.
But all this is without any basis.
She raised her head, trying to see him clearly in the dark: "Feeling."
Gu Yanshen didn't answer immediately. He lowered his hand and leaned against the wall beside her ear, completely trapping her in his arms.
"Yu Wanwan," he said her name slowly, "Do you know that saying these words now... is very dangerous?"
His breath was approaching, carrying a strong sense of aggression.
It’s not too late to return.
"Compared to the guns outside,"
She whispered back, "You are more dangerous."
His breathing suddenly became heavy, as if he was trying hard to restrain himself.
The tips of their noses almost touched, and the air was filled with a different scent.
Just when she thought he was going to make the next move, he suddenly pulled back, keeping some distance.
"Let's go," his voice returned to its cold and hard tone, "This route is ruined. We can't continue."
He turned around and walked out of the shadows first, as if the momentary loss of composure had never happened.
Fei Wan looked at his back, raised her hand and gently touched her still hot cheek, as if thinking about something.
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