Chapter 74: Tengyuan's Analysis

When Chen Yongren's infiltration order was issued to the action team, they immediately launched the operation.

Upon arriving near the station, they saw a group of Riben soldiers busy loading wooden boxes of various sizes onto the train.

They couldn't help but admire how well-informed the new station chief was.

With the floor plan of Songhu Railway Station in hand, infiltrating and sabotaging was a piece of cake for these specially trained agents.

Following the route provided by Chen Yongren, they silently infiltrated the station warehouse, proceeded to their respective targets, planted explosives at concealed points, and quickly withdrew.

The arrival of supplies at Songhu was supposed to be top secret; no one could have imagined the information would leak.

While the little devils were busy loading the supplies onto trains for the front, a series of earth-shaking explosions, like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, blasted in the ears of every enemy at the station.

The next second.

Inside the warehouse, the enemy soldiers, together with the supplies, were engulfed by a blaze of blinding fire.

Immediately afterward, the violent shockwave tore them into fragments that scattered outward, while the rolling flames rose several zhang high.

The station ground shook violently, as if a major earthquake had occurred.

The enemy soldiers responsible for transporting and loading the supplies didn't even understand what had happened before they went to look for their summon core heaven locust report.

The warehouse contained only weapons and equipment.

Among them were shells for large-caliber howitzers and grenade launchers.

The explosive radius of this stuff extended up to a hundred meters, and the other trains at the station, fully loaded with supplies, were also detonated.

With a burst of explosion sound.

The rails, together with the trains on them, were flung up into the air one after another, slammed hard into the ground, and twisted into pretzel shapes.

Not long after, the entire station was engulfed in raging flames, and both the supplies and the station itself were reduced to fragments in the blast.

……

Not long after hanging up the phone, the Songhu Command called again, ordering him to investigate this matter thoroughly.

As the Agency Director of Songhu Special Agency, Tengyuan Jintai naturally needed to find out who had launched the attack on the railway station.

And the most important matter.

Who had leaked the information about the supplies stored at Songhu Station.

To ensure security, the information was transmitted using new codes.

Tengyuan Jintai felt a bit confused, unable to make sense of this matter.

"Jintai, Jintai?" Tengyuan Linai's eyes seemed veiled in a thin mist, her voice tinged with pleading.

Seeing Tengyuan Jintai lost in thought and completely ignoring her, Tengyuan Linai let out a soft sigh,

She tidied the room, walked to the doorway, glanced reluctantly at Tengyuan Jintai, and gently closed the door.

She silently thought to herself,

If she had known this would happen, she should have simply taken her daughter to ask Chen Sang out for dinner.

As for this, Tengyuan Jintai didn't care at all; he immediately called his assistant and confidant to discuss the attack on the Songhu station warehouse.

……

Inside the Sukiyaki Restaurant.

Inside the private room.

The broth in the pot bubbled and rolled continuously.

The private room was filled with swirling smoke.

Pleasant Japanese phrases sounded from time to time.

Under Chen Yongren's humble earnestness in learning, Fujiwara Youzi also taught Japanese seriously.

The proper kind.

To avoid embarrassment, Fujiwara Youzi began by teaching forms of address and honorifics.

Although Chen Yongren already knew Japanese, he deliberately pretended to be slow, making Fujiwara Youzi feel that she was putting in great effort to teach.

Especially during the lessons, Chen Yongren once said.

"Youzi, can you teach me how to call your name in Japanese?"

"Because I hope that the first name I utter in Japanese will be yours."

"My name?" Gazing at Chen Yongren's earnest face, Fujiwara Youzi felt a little dazed, her heart pounding like a startled deer.

Fujiwara Youzi had never encountered such a routine before; she only felt that a strange sensation was about to fill her.

Chen Yongren's acting kicked in, and he earnestly replied, "That's right, Youzi."

He had long forgotten who was the first Japanese woman whose name he had ever spoken in Japanese.

However.

Chen Yongren also hadn't lied.

At least not today.

The first woman's name he had ever spoken in Japanese was Fujiwara Youzi.

Since she hadn't asked about the past, this didn't count as deceiving her.

"Youzi-chan, thank you for your hard work; as thanks for your Japanese lessons, may I have another slice?" Chen Yongren picked up his chopsticks, again grabbed a slice of beef soaked in broth, and brought it to Fujiwara Youzi's lips.

"Youzi-chan."

Chen Yongren deliberately pronounced it in Japanese.

"Youzi-chan?"

Fujiwara Youzi's face flushed and her heart raced.

The name that Chen Sang called out in Japanese is my name.

"Youzi-chan, my pronunciation is correct, right?" Chen Yongren said with a smile.

"Hmm, Chen Sang's pronunciation is really standard!" Fujiwara Yuko's cheeks flushed, she slightly lifted her head, and gently opened her pink lips.

She bit onto Chen Yongren's long long.

The meat slice on the chopsticks.

The meat slice, full of broth, instantly exploded in her mouth; the rich aroma filled her mouth again, a warm current flowed down her throat to her stomach, and Fujiwara Yuko showed a happy expression.

For some reason, the meat that Chen Sang helped pick up tasted especially good.

"Then, to thank you, I successfully called out your name, Yuko, and will feed you another bite." Chen Yongren picked up another piece of meat.

He gently placed it beside Fujiwara Yuko's mouth.

Just as Fujiwara Yuko was about to open her mouth to say something, Chen Yongren quickly shoved it in.

Helpless.

She could only puff out her cheeks and chew the meat slice.

Amidst laughter and chatter, the two finished their meal and agreed to resume teaching tomorrow.

On the way home, recalling the scene of Chen Yongren feeding her meat during the meal...

Fujiwara Yuko only felt her cheeks heating up.

Although they had just met, Chen Sang seemed to understand her heart...

Um...

Fujiwara Yuko slapped her cheeks hard, forcing herself to calm down.

But her anticipation for tomorrow's meeting grew stronger.

Fujiwara Villa

Fujiwara Chikata's assistant, Takayanagi Hideyoshi, walked into the room holding a document.

"Major His Excellency!" Takayanagi Hideyoshi's eyes flashed with a hint of irritation.

Thinking of his wife's resentful gaze when he left the house, he felt genuinely annoyed.

"Hideyoshi-kun, regarding the train station matter, I believe you already know about it." Fujiwara Chikata lightly tapped the table, his eyes glinting coldly: "What do you think about this?"

"This matter is indeed strange; we are using the latest codes, so even if the enemy intercepts the information, they cannot decipher it in a short time." Takayanagi Hideyoshi said after a moment's thought.

"This shipment was attacked shortly after its arrival; I think this is definitely not a coincidence."

Fujiwara Chikata nodded and said sternly: "Exactly, the spies lurking in Songhu have a clear target—to destroy the supplies inside the station."

"It's as if they already knew what was stored in the station; this must be someone leaking information to them!"

"You mean there's an internal problem?" Takayanagi Hideyoshi asked.

"No, impossible!" Fujiwara Chikata waved his hand: "They are just a bunch of war fanatics, crazy about war and even more loyal to the empire."

"Even if they really had an issue, wouldn't strategic military intelligence be more valuable than this batch of supplies? If they wanted to leak secrets, why wait until now?"

"So there is simply no possibility of an internal leak!"

Since there is no internal problem, it can only be an external factor.

Fujiwara Chikata sat in his chair, seriously recalling everything that had happened today.

Suddenly.

He thought of a place.