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Chapter 80: Spying on Ideas

"My boss, Chinese medicine is milder than Western medicine, but the effect is slower. I heard that you have dealings with the Kuomintang-controlled area. Could you please bring in some Bai Bao Dan? This medicine is very effective in treating gunshot wounds and bruises. The other is Huli Powder and

It’s best to get some disinfectant powder,” said the old Chinese doctor sitting in the hall.

The old Chinese medicine doctor thought that Chen Mingxiang wanted to keep some medicinal materials to sell privately for profit. Although the Japanese did not strictly control Chinese medicinal materials, if there were special incidents, all pharmacies and clinics would be investigated, especially Chinese medicinal materials that can heal wounds.

"What you said makes sense. I forgot about this. I really need to reserve some Baibaodan. Although it is a strategic material of the mountain city government, I have connections in this area. Let's order a thousand bottles first!" Chen Mingxiang smiled.

said.

Baibaodan comes from a famous doctor in southern Yunnan, whose surname is Qu. He can be said to be a generation of Chinese doctors. He worked hard to create Baibaodan, a miracle medicine for treating wounds, which has a miraculous effect on treating external injuries.

The mountain city government brought a miracle doctor to the mountain city to specialize in the production of Baibao Dan and other medicines. However, for the sake of personal gain, some despicable and shameless people in the upper class wanted this famous doctor to donate his secret recipe, but he refused. This led to the 27th year of the Republic of China.

, died under house arrest, and his wife took charge of the production of Baobao Dan.

Yi Juntong's hands and eyes are very good, and it is easy to get some Baibao Dan. If Chen Mingxiang wants not only a thousand bottles, but even ten thousand bottles, Boss Dai will try his best to get it for him.

"A thousand bottles? My boss is so courageous. Although there are a small amount of Baibao Dan in the Shanghai market, they are all smuggled in secretly. Outflow is strictly prohibited in the Kuomintang-controlled area." The old Chinese medicine doctor's eyes widened.

After inspecting the clinic and pharmacy, Chen Mingxiang drove Lu Kunyu to the street corner to buy some food, and then returned home to cook and eat by himself. However, he found that the junior sister's mood was obviously not right, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Of course Lu Kunyu has something on his mind, and the organization is in urgent need of a healing medicine like Bai Bao Dan. How many lives of soldiers can be saved with a thousand bottles?

Because there is no medicine, once the wounds of injured soldiers become inflamed, they may lose their lives. The leaders are heartbroken but have no good solution.

The medical level in the base area is really too backward and is still in its most primitive stage. Not only is there a lack of doctors, but there is also a lack of pharmaceutical technology, equipment and raw materials. Even if there is a formula, it is difficult to manufacture drugs.

However, it is not easy to find a suitable reason for Chen Mingxiang to sell these Baibao Dan to his group at a low price.

Chen Mingxiang absolutely doted on her in life, and cared for her like a little princess. He not only paid for her daily expenses, but also took care of her family's life. No matter how much money he spent on food, clothing, housing and transportation, he would not feel bad.

Just like now, with two fragrant dishes, one soup, and a bottle of French red wine, she only needs to sit on the sofa at home, eat fruits or dried fruits, listen to the music on the gramophone, and then enjoy a delicious meal.

But when it comes to work matters, Lu Kunyu feels that it is difficult for him to influence Chen Mingxiang. He has his own opinions and does not want her to enter this circle.

She understood very well that Chen Mingxiang was thinking about her. The Secret Service Headquarters and the Military Police Headquarters, one was a traitor spy agency, and the other was a violent agency and spy agency of the Japanese devils. None of them were good. Her way of thinking and doing things was incompatible with such a circle.

Out of place.

"What are you thinking about? Are you still angry that I don't want to help people get medical treatment and take medicine?" Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.

The junior sister is a very kind person. She can't bear to see the suffering of her father and fellow villagers. She always wants to help. Plus, as a reporter, she has been exposed to things at a deeper level and has seen much more than she has.

"That's not true. I also know that you alone cannot help too many people escape from the current situation. How many years do you think this war will last?" Lu Kunyu said.

This is also the task assigned to her by the organization, to spy on Chen Mingxiang's true thoughts, slowly influence him, slowly change his way of thinking, and use her own advantages to provide some help to the country and nation in the war of resistance.

"Of course a little guy like me doesn't know the exact number of years of fighting, but Japan's plan to quickly conquer China was shattered by the Battle of Jiangcheng."

"The Japanese army does not have the strength to launch a strategic offensive into the southwest. After all, its own resources are scarce and cannot support such a large consumption. The Chinese front is too long, and the Japanese army does not have so many troops."

"How should I put it? It is impossible for Japan to want to eat up China. The key is that the mountain city side is temporarily unable to make a large-scale counterattack to regain the lost territory. Everyone is in a stalemate."

"Why does Japan want to support Wang Jingwei to form a government? They want to rely on traitors as help to digest the occupied areas, and then use economic blockade and military assistance to force mountain cities to surrender. It is still unclear who will win!" Chen Mingxiang said.

Although he is an agent of the Military Command Bureau, he still lacks strategic vision for such important matters that are related to the life and death of the country. But you can't blame him. He is just an agent of the Military Command Bureau, not a military strategist or a politician. After all, this war

I'm afraid even the chairman of the committee would not dare to say what the outcome will be.

These words were summed up in the teacher's conversation during the training. The Jiangcheng Battle the year before last year indeed resulted in the Japanese army being unable to invade the southwest and completely annexing China. The situation was much easier than at the beginning.

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"Then if the Japanese fail to withdraw from China, Shancheng will definitely liquidate the traitors and spies. Although you do not belong to this category, you have done things for the Japanese after all. Have you not thought of a way out and done it for our future?

Make preparations?" Lu Kunyu said.

"Don't worry. The Huatong Trading Company that I am now in charge of has sent a large amount of urgently needed supplies to the Kuomintang-controlled area. This is a great achievement. Even if the situation you mentioned occurs, we will not be regarded as a traitor."

"The reason why I left the secret service headquarters to create this company is to take into account the future situation and not offend both sides. This is the philosophy of life of a small person." Chen Mingxiang said with a smile.

"Then what do you think of the underground party?" Lu Kunyu asked.

"I know a little bit, but it hasn't become a reality yet. It's just that most of China has fallen. Under such a situation, the people in the mountain city still use stumbling blocks to smash black bricks. This approach has no sense of the overall situation. After all, they are also a branch of our China.

The anti-Japanese force!" Chen Mingxiang said.

No matter how close he is to someone, he cannot reveal his identity. This is the rule of an agent. For the sake of this conversation, it is already an exception.

Although Chen Mingxiang hated many practices in Shancheng, he did not know much about the underground party at this time. After all, he received training from the Military Command Bureau.

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