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[Deep Lurk]

[Episode 2]

Hello,

who's this?

Dad, it's me.

I've almost finished all the preparations.

It should be up to your standards.

By the way, Dad,

I just checked

and noticed that we missed sending out five invitations.

For some of them, it's not a big deal.

They're all our old acquaintances.

A phone call from you to explain

should be fine.

But for the other two,

we need to formally send them invitations.

Alright.

These are all minor issues.

We can handle them.

You need to pay attention to yourself.

I want the guests tonight to have a night

they'll never forget.

Okay, Dad.

Cousin.

There's a cocktail party at the Shanghai Hotel tonight.

The pianist in the lobby is sick,

and they need someone to fill in.

I remember that you play the piano.

Would you like to take this job?

Yes.

What time should I come over?

The cocktail party will start at 7:00 PM.

You'd better arrive a little earlier.

Got it.

Cousin, is there anything else you need me to do?

I've arranged a rickshaw for you.

The rickshaw puller's ID number is 0502.

[Target stays at Room 502]

You must remember that.

Understood.

Before you go, there's one more thing

I'd like to discuss with you.

It's about Shen.

When this matter is over,

I'd like to recruit him

to work for us.

Didn't you tell me before

that we should wait a bit longer to see?

He's still immature

and reckless.

He wanted to find Qu Wenzhi

before Viscount did

and used this as a bargaining chip

to force me into telling him everything.

Then yes, what he did was indeed too reckless.

It's a pity

that it alerted Viscount.

If we had just followed him for a little longer,

we might have found out even more.

If he can't handle this kind of test,

he is not qualified to join our Party.

Luckily, he's idolized you since he was a child

and has a deeply ingrained trust in you.

Otherwise, in a moment of impulse,

he might have turned against you in the name of justice.

[Shanghai Hotel]

So, this is the place.

It's really lively here.

See? Isn't it nice?

Yes, it's quite nice.

Li?

-Second Young Master. Second Young Master. It's been a while.

Long time no see, Second Young Master.

You're looking so sharp today, Second Young Master.

You're not bad yourself.

We should have a good drink today.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

We must have a proper drink together.

Let's drink the night away.

Yes, drink the night away.

Right, right, right.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we had a drink together.

Last time, you fell short by a few bottles.

-Here you are. -I'll make it up this time.

Welcome.

What are you looking at, Second Young Master?

Nothing in particular.

I thought I saw a familiar face.

Anyway, we must all have fun today.

Got it?

Certainly.

Come on, Mr. Yun.

Let's toast to these friends

who, even in the midst of war,

are still able to enjoy life.

Yes.

Many people, even facing the brutal war,

still maintain an unwavering belief in victory.

They are optimists

and the backbone of this nation.

One day,

they will make those

who try to seize what doesn't belong to them

pay a heavy price.

Our informant has just informed me

that someone's smuggled something in.

One is an anesthetic,

which isn't too concerning,

but the other is a bit problematic—

cyanide.

Whose life are they after?

The Second Young Master Yun also went to the Tous Red Wine House today.

The Japanese seem to be on to him.

Is anyone here?

I'm about to clean up.

Muzhi,

I know you like cigars.

So I specifically asked a friend to bring them back from Cuba.

They're premium Cuban cigars.

Try one.

Thank you.

Chairman Tang.

Would you like to try one?

Thank you,

but I don't smoke cigars.

What a shame.

Such a fine cigar.

These Cuban cigars...

I suddenly feel unwell today.

I think I'll pass either.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean it.

I'm really sorry.

How much of a bribe did you take?

The money was from Miss Xu, right?

Yes, it was.

You take him to the back door,

and someone will take him away.

Yes.

You live in Shanghai, right?

Yes, I live in Shanghai.

Then you must know Shanghai very well.

I only know the area around my home.

Muzhi, have some water.

Okay.

By the way,

you said you're feeling unwell today.

What's going on?

The same old problem,

my heart.

If you have heart problems, you need to take medicine.

Did you take it?

I brought the medicine,

but I forgot to take it.

Next time

if something like this happens again,

you must remember to remind me.

Since you say so,

I suppose I poured this glass of water at the right time.

Thank you.

Muzhi?

Muzhi, what's wrong, Muzhi?

Muzhi.

What's wrong?

Muzhi! Muzhi!

-Muzhi. -Mr. Yun.

Muzhi, are you alright?

Muzhi.

-What's wrong, Muzhi? -Mr. Yun.

Mr. Yun?

Are you alright, Mr. Yun?

Muzhi.

Are you okay?

Get me a pack of cigarettes.

Okay.

[Shanghai Hotel]

The assassin's coming up.

Mr. Qu,

don't worry.

We'll go check it out.

Let's go.

Let's go.

They didn't spot me.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

No, no, no, don't shoot.

Get out.

You're late.

There was an unexpected situation.

So, it took me a bit longer.

He is already dead.

There's no need to take him out anymore.

You can leave now.

Yes, ma'am.

I've informed the family.

Let's wheel him out in a moment.

Okay.

Someone's dead.

Let's go, quick!

Oh my God!

What's going on?

How did someone end up dead here?

I don't know either, sir.

The one who died should be Qu Wenzhi.

Have a seat.

We've got the stuff.

It doesn't matter whether he's dead or alive now.

Mr. Tanaka,

tonight was really a blast.

You've foreseen his every move.

You're really impressive.

Are you certain that Yun Hongshen is really under your control?

I'm certain.

I administered the anesthetic myself.

He passed out in less than two seconds.

What's wrong, Mr. Tanaka?

Is there a problem?

I can't believe that someone who had been secretly investigating me for so long

without my noticing

died so easily like that.

We don't know how long he had been investigating you.

He might have just started.

Moreover,

your plan was so well-crafted,

and there were no loopholes at all.

He couldn't have seen through it.

No.

Yun Muzhi must know quite a bit.

I always have a feeling...

that this matter

is not over yet.

Who is it?

It's me, Miss Xu.

It's Ye.

I'll go get the door.

Looks like I wasn't wrong.

Yun Muzhi really isn't that easy to be killed.

You don't understand what's going on, right?

Alright.

Let me clear things up for you.

My father said

that falling into your trap

was the first step of his plan.

Falling into his trap

without raising his suspicion,

tonight's operation

should be a good start.

Your father knows me very well.

The Shanghai Hotel is indeed a great place,

where all sorts of people

mingle together.

So this makes it very convenient to pass messages.

I guess...

you must know

I sent the red wine to the guests staying at the hotel

through the manager.

You were quietly trying to keep us calm,

but your real plan

was to take us all down

in one sweep tonight,

right?

You had someone smuggle in cyanide.

You weren't really trying to hide it from anyone.

In the midst of truth and fake,

making it hard for us to figure out what was really going on.

It was indeed a clever move.

But when a person has a target they're wary of,

they will lower their guard on other things.

So, you first chose that cigar infused with the drug.

You also anticipated that my father would refuse it.

And you also guessed

that he would feign heart discomfort,

so taking medicine then became a natural course of action.

But according to most people's logic,

you wouldn't act immediately.

Why?

Because the time interval was too short,

and you weren't fully prepared either.

But in fact,

the thing you used to kill

wasn't that cigar,

but that glass coated with cyanide.

That's the key.

All the big shots in Shanghai

know that your father loves cigars.

But how could I have predicted

that he wouldn't smoke cigars tonight of all nights?

The common trait of smart people is that they like to...

suspect what others are least likely to suspect.

My father loves smoking cigars.

That's something everyone knows.

And logically speaking, my father would definitely smoke

the cigars that Mr. Frank gave.

But if it were

someone as clever as you,

you definitely wouldn't smoke it.

Because you'd suspect

that we had tampered with that cigar.

So, you believed

that my father certainly wouldn't smoke it,

right?

Yun Muzhi is indeed a master.

He could predict what I was thinking.

That glass of red wine

should also be a trick to mislead me,

right?

He made me believe

that you were trying to deal with me.

So, my line of thinking was misguided.

After that,

I indeed kept thinking about

what methods you would use next

to deal with me,

but I overlooked...

that you were actually turning the tables on me.

Of course.

You swapped the anesthetic?

If it had seemed too fake,

it would have been hard to cover up.

Haven't you seen my two good partners?

Second Young Master?

Second Young Master.

Second Young Master?

Don't be anxious.

It doesn't work that fast.

It'll take a while to take effect.

Alright.

Things have been pretty much sorted out.

Then, let's go somewhere else to talk.

Feeling weak, aren't you?

How was the tea?

He actually...

foresaw it too...

Of course.

You saw my father drink that glass of water with your own eyes.

Then, Miss Xu

successfully rushed over to meet up with you.

But you always felt uneasy in your mind.

You kept thinking

about where exactly things went wrong.

So, you let your guard down.

There is only a little bit of anesthetic

in this cup of tea.

The smell was faint.

Under normal circumstances,

you would definitely have noticed it immediately.

But your attention was entirely elsewhere.

And Miss Xu was immersed in the fact

that she had just eliminated a formidable opponent.

So...

What's wrong with him?

From the moment we entered,

he already knew he wouldn't escape tonight.

So, he didn't want to be captured alive by us.

Looks like I wasn't wrong.

Yun Muzhi really isn't that easy to be killed.

What should we do now?

Drag him away.

Wait.

Put the flowers in place.

And take away whatever needs to be taken.

Young Master,

I've been looking all over for you.

Why are you back so late?

Something terrible

has happened at home.

What happened?

Mr. Yun has passed away.

Who are you trying to fool now?

Mr. Yun had a sudden heart attack during the party.

He was taken to the hospital, but they couldn't save him.

I couldn't find you anywhere.

And I don't know how to handle

Mr. Yun's body.

Right now,

it's still in his room.

Dad.

Dad!

Alright, alright, alright.

You don't need to go up there.

After Mr. Yun's funeral is over,

I'll accompany the Second Young Master to escort the coffin back to Changsha.

So, our family will be falling apart.

You two should return to your hometown as well.

Have you found it out?

A few days ago,

Xu Meijia called, saying her father was sick

and that she needed to go back to her hometown to visit him.

We had discussed before...

that she was likely to be getting reassigned back to Japan.

She bought a train ticket

with a fake hometown listed as Changchun.

In a station baggage locker,

I found this.

Xu Meijia's train ticket is for tonight.

Viscount

stored this letter in the locker beforehand.

Clearly, he wanted her to take it.

And Viscount, until his dying moments,

wanted to hide the key.

It's clear this letter is very important.

So,

there must be something wrong with this painting.

It's really him.

Kunwu.

Kunwu?

Is there something wrong with this knife?

King Mu of Zhou went on an expedition against the Western Rong tribes.

The Western Rong presented the Kunwu knife

and fire-laundered cloth.

It is said that cutting jade with this knife

was like cutting through mud.

This knife...

has appeared in the world again.

Are you saying...

this knife has reappeared in the world?

Could it be...

that the Japanese woman and these two children in the painting

are waiting for someone codenamed Kunwu?

That's the general situation.

We're still looking into the specific details.

[Japanese Commander, Okamura Ningji]

Send a telegram to Kunwu,

informing him about the situation here in Shanghai.

Yes, sir.

Dad,

say something.

Am I right or wrong?

Tell me your thoughts on this painting first.

The mountain rain is about to cease,

and rays of sunlight are breaking through.

The river is drifting beneath clouds painted with sunset's glow.

This is Song Zhiwen's poem "Crossing the Great Yu Ridge."

Mountain rain lifts its veil;

River clouds turn sunset-rose.

Hope there's a day to return;

I dare not resent Changsha.

He wanted to tell the viewer of the painting

that the Japanese army would soon occupy Changsha.

When that happened,

he'd be able to reunite with his family.

The painter is in Changsha?

I can tell you now

that the person Viscount wanted to meet was Qu Wenzhi,

Senior Military Advisor to the Ninth War Zone.

The Ninth War Zone?

He has defected from Changsha?

Dad,

given his rank,

he knows everything about the Ninth War Zone's

troop deployment

and the defense strategy.

If he falls into the hands of the Japanese...

Dad.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

If I had known earlier that he was a traitor,

I would have killed him at the train station.

I only learned this news this morning.

I didn't have time to tell you

before you made a mess.

Then why didn't you tell me at noon?

After I found Qu Wenzhi at the Shanghai Hotel,

I should have eliminated him immediately.

Every minute he lives

puts Changsha at greater risk.

Then let me tell you now

that someone is on to this matter.

It has nothing to do with you.

I just want to know

if what I did was right.

Of course, it was right.

Then you should tell me the truth.

The truth is that Yun Muzhi, the president of the Bank of France,

died of a sudden heart attack tonight.

In a few days,

you'll escort the coffin back to your hometown.

From now on,

I'll have nothing to do

with the Bank of France or Frank.

When things settle down,

we can come back.

By then, I will give you

a perfect answer.

Perhaps

you will have the chance

to fight alongside me.

[Viscount was killed by Yun Muzhi and his son. Yun Muzhi is dead. To ensure the Hunting Operation is foolproof, Yun Hongshen must be eliminated...]

Commander,

Kunwu has sent a telegram back.

He sent a telegram back immediately.

There must be something major going on.

[Yun Muzhi's cunning. Please confirm whether his death is true.]

Years of intelligence work

have honed Yun Muzhi's

sharp instincts for detecting dangerous enemies.

This unseen opponent

has sent an ominous signal to Yun Muzhi.

Two hours ago,

Yun Muzhi just received news

that on the sea,

40 kilometers from downtown Shanghai,

senior commanders from

the Japanese North and Central China Area Army

were holding a secret meeting.

This meeting

is certainly not convened because of

Qu Wenzhi's defection,

but what he brought with him

must be one of the topics of this meeting.

If Kunwu was in Changsha,

then Qu Wenzhi's defection

was clearly planned and executed by him.

A dangerous figure who had remained dormant for so long.

It's fine that he hasn't made a move,

but when he finally does, it's bound to be a big one.

Although there are no clear signs yet,

Yun Muzhi has a strange feeling

that Qu Wenzhi's defection

might just be the beginning.

At 3:44 a.m.,

the phone rings twice and hangs up.

It's the code between Myna

and his most reliable informant.

Whenever the phone

rings precisely at 3:44 a.m.,

a storm of blood and intrigue is about to

sweep through Shanghai's intelligence community.

[East Asia Broadcasting Station]

[To the Advertising Department]

If you're going to place an ad, just place an ad.

What's with all the theatrics?

From now on,

you keep a close watch on him.

I need to know where he's been

and who he's met,

[Chief of Japan's Plum Blossom Agency, Kagesa Ryunosuke]

including his unusual behavior.

Yes, sir.

Hongshen,

my condolences.

You...

Cheng Huize,

do you know why I punched you?

You know very well

how my dad helped you in the past.

And how did you repay him?

Bite the hand that feeds you.

You had it coming!

Hongshen.

I know you're upset right now.

I'm partly responsible for your father's death.

If this punch makes you feel a bit better...

then it's worth it.

But remember,

I'm your uncle.

In the future, if you need anything

in Shanghai, come to me.

Okay?

What are you doing?

Who are you pointing that gun at?

He is my nephew!

My condolences.

Let's leave.

Mr. Miura, Mr. Liu.

At dawn,

someone slipped this into the duty room.

Why did you only bring it now?

The president had me move some things for him.

I've just finished.

Thank you for your hard work.

It's no trouble at all. It's nothing.

It's what I should do.

I'll get back to work now.

Alright, alright.

What is all this nonsense?

[East Asia Broadcasting Station Advertising Department]

Dad,

breakfast is ready.

This is the East Asia Broadcasting Station.

Now broadcasting market news.

The Clothing Trading Company

has newly arrived cold cream and glass stockings today.

High quality at low prices. Welcome to make your purchase.

Chen's Pharmacy has Western medicine for sale.

There're also doctors from Huqingyu Tang available for consultation.

All are welcome.

Mr. Nie, the owner of Huayang Trading Company,

is selling one piece of premium Japanese-style accessory for a limited time.

It will go to the highest bidder.

Interested buyers should act promptly.

Dad,

is there anything wrong with this advertisement?

Nothing's wrong.

You may go now.

You know Mr. Nie, the owner of Huayang Trading House?

No, I don't.

Could these advertisements

be selling intelligence?

Qu Wenzhi just arrived in Shanghai yesterday.

Today, he's already selling intelligence at a high price.

This cannot be mere coincidence.

You suspect that his intelligence is related to Changsha?

There's a strong possibility.

We need to prepare for the worst.

[Zhu He, Deputy Chief of the Kuomintang's NBIS Hunan Station]

The Chairman has already decided to abandon Changsha.

But even so,

the confidential intelligence concerning Changsha can't be leaked.

If it were to be leaked,

the Chairman would be furious.

At that time, our station...

Chief,

if that intelligence is really related to Changsha,

we must intercept it at all costs.

You go contact Wen Yeming.

I'll coordinate with Shanghai.

Yes, sir.

It seems

nothing can be hidden from you.

Let me tell you the truth.

The East Asia Broadcasting Station

is actually a platform for intelligence trading.

The trading companies mentioned there

are actually intelligence agencies from different factions.

There are Americans, Soviets,

British, French, Japanese,

and even the people of CBIS, NBIS, and the Communist Party.

The intelligence agencies in Shanghai

have developed an unspoken understanding among themselves.

So how does it work?

Going directly to the corresponding intelligence agency?

Do you remember

the person I told you about?

Myna.

I remember.

You said he's the most mysterious intelligence broker in Shanghai.

He doesn't act unless absolutely necessary,

and when he does, it's always a major piece of intelligence.

Could it be...

that this Mr. Nie is Myna?

Yes.

He doesn't act lightly.

If he does,

he'll publish the information on East Asia Broadcasting.

Those who want to buy intelligence

will bid for it at 10 o'clock

on Hushen Broadcasting.

He will choose one buyer among them

and contact him privately.

But so far, no one has ever seen him.

Interesting.

So, Dad,

what's this high-level intelligence from this morning

about?

Have you forgotten

what happened yesterday?

Qu Wenzhi fled to Shanghai.

Could it be...

that this intelligence is related to Changsha?

Go to the East Asia Broadcasting Station yourself

and find out how this advertisement was published.

Also,

arrest everyone who has had any contact

with this advertisement.

Call No. 76

and have them find out

who's traded with Myna before.

I'll interrogate them personally.

Yes, sir.

No.

I need to go to

the East Asia Broadcasting Station right now.

What I can think of,

the Japanese may also be able to think of.

Wait.

We can't act impulsively.

We need to be cautious and careful.

No matter what happens,

report it to me immediately.

Dad,

I got it.

Don't worry.

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