Chapter 345: Doubting Again

This is your new identity.

Lin Jiaxin. Chen Yongren said.

Hua Lei took the documents honestly, examining them seriously: "Ren Ge, you're really amazing, this document looks just like the real thing!"

"Nonsense, this is of course real; otherwise, if you run into an inspection, the matter would be exposed!" Chen Yongren lightly tapped Hua Lei's head.

The system had previously rewarded one, a free passage permit.

Chen Yongren disguised himself, using this permit, swaggered into the Public Bureau office, and obtained new documents and files for Hua Lei and Zhang Haifeng.

All documents and certificates bore the Public Bureau's seal; even if later inspected by dog agents or Japanese, there was no need to worry about identity exposure.

All procedures were reasonable, legal, and compliant.

No one would think this small matter happened at work!

"Also, you can't use this face for now, and your voice needs to change." Chen Yongren said.

"From now on, you'll specifically help me handle business matters; I've already greeted everyone there, you just need to take your ID and start work."

"Mm!" Hua Lei nodded heavily: "I understand."

Makeup techniques, voice alteration—she had learned them all from Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren continued to give precautions.

Hua Lei also listened attentively, keeping Chen Yongren's reminders firmly in mind.

"From now on, I won't be by your side; you must watch your own safety." Chen Yongren reached into his pocket, took out a Browning pistol and a box of ammo from the warehouse, and handed them both to Hua Lei.

"For safety, we'll tentatively contact once a week; every Friday at 3 p. m., I'll go to the Songhu Exchange, and we'll meet there."

"If you encounter something you can't handle, tell me; absolutely don't try to tough it out, definitely tell me, I'll help you deal with it."

"Mm." Hua Lei nodded.

"All business matters, I've entrusted them to you; our future life, good or bad, depends entirely on how you manage them." Chen Yongren joked.

"Don't worry, bro, I'll definitely be able to manage these things for you." Hua Lei patted her chest.

Watching Hua Lei finish her makeup and then wait for her to change clothes, Hua Lei appeared before Chen Yongren with a completely new look.

"Bro, how do I look?" Hua Lei smiled sweetly and turned around.

Chen Yongren looked over Hua Lei with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, turn around once more for me to see."

Previously Hua Lei was just a cute girl-next-door; now she is like a refined older sister next door.

No one could tell that the current Lin Jiaxin was the former Hua Lei.

"Time's about up, you can go to your new home." Chen Yongren glanced at his watch, picked up a ladies' satchel from the table, and handed it to Hua Lei.

"Inside are the keys to your new home and your bank account."

"This is the bank account I opened with your new identity; it has a sum of money, enough for your expenses. When you're out, don't overexert yourself; if you run short, tell me and I'll send more."

"Mm." Hua Lei responded, took the satchel, reluctantly glanced at Chen Yongren once, and quickly left the room.

Chen Yongren tidied the house, put all of Hua Lei's clothes into the warehouse, then quickly went to the room where Zhang Haifeng was.

At this moment, Zhang Haifeng had already woken up.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings in the room, not seeing Chen Yongren's trace, Zhang Haifeng didn't run around, sitting on the bedside patiently waiting for Chen Yongren's arrival.

Suddenly.

Zhang Haifeng heard movement at the door, followed the sound, and saw Chen Yongren walking in holding a briefcase.

"A Ren!" Zhang Haifeng lowered his voice.

"Cut the nonsense, come sit." Chen Yongren closed the door and gestured for Zhang Haifeng to sit at the table.

He casually put the briefcase on the table, then took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Haifeng: "This is your new identity."

Zhu Weiyong.

Zhang Haifeng took the document, seeing the seal knew it was genuine, not a fake bought on the black market.

He admired Chen Yongren even more; in such a tense situation, even without anyone present, he could still obtain the documents.

"Forget your current name; from now on you must live with his appearance and identity." Chen Yongren said.

"You are a businessman who came to Songhu, opening a grocery store." Chen Yongren explained Zhang Haifeng's new identity.

"Understood." Zhang Haifeng nodded; "I am now Zhu Weiyong, 26 years old, running a grocery store in the concession."

"Under normal circumstances, we contact once a week, at most not exceeding nine days." Chen Yongren added.

"If I don't appear for ten consecutive days, you must immediately notify the other team members, withdraw completely from Songhu, never return, and never try to find me."

"Okay, I got it." Zhang Haifeng nodded decisively.

Chen Yongren had said more than once: in intelligence work, when encountering danger, one should retreat; this is responsible not only for oneself but also for the safety of other team members.

"I'll handle the station chief's side; your usual work is to gather and organize all kinds of intelligence and issue combat tasks to other team members." Chen Yongren continued to instruct.

"Unless there's an emergency, don't initiate contact with me."

"If there really is an emergency, contact me using a delivery as an excuse."

"I am your single line of contact; remember, only I, besides me, will have no one else contacting you."

"Okay." Zhang Haifeng nodded again.

"Your new residence, as well as the shop documents and bank account information, are all in the briefcase." Chen Yongren handed the briefcase to Zhang Haifeng.

Zhang Haifeng solemnly took the briefcase, carefully examining the documents pertaining to him.

"Change your clothes, then you can go rest; I'll handle things here." Chen Yongren saw Zhang Haifeng off, cleaned up any traces of their presence in the room, and quickly left.

Fujiwara Special Agency.

Although it was already night, Fujiwara old devil still sat in the office.

Yesterday's banquet killed many; to appease the new government's mood, Fujiwara Kinta was also busy to the point of not being able to sit down.

Even the special train explosion at the previous Peace Conference hadn't caused him such a headache.

Finally he could only take the people procuring supplies out and execute them by shooting, punishing them for the crime of poor management, as a way to quiet some voices.

But the investigation of the matter is still ongoing.

After investigating for a day, there was still no result; looking at the personnel information before him, Tengyuan Jintai rubbed his head hard, he always felt something was off.

Finally his gaze fell on the information of Chen Yongren, the leader of this security plan.

Upon careful thought.

Those who wanted to investigate Chen Yongren have almost all died.

Tengyuan Jintai couldn't help but recall what Gaotian Long said.

"Chen Yongren has a problem."

"Sometimes putting oneself in a vortex is also a way to clear one's name."

Could it be that Chen Yongren really has a problem?

Otherwise, where would he get such good luck?

But when they met last night, Chen Yongren's tone of speech seemed to show no fear of investigation at all.