Shanghai in 1927 was filled with whispers of danger, and everyone felt insecure.

Instead of hoping to see Liu Xingzhi, I would rather not see him.

Zhu Youshen had been promoted and was extremely busy, so he asked me to handle some business for him at the police station.

But unexpectedly, in Zhu Youshen's office, I saw Liu Xingzhi's arrest record.

"Shi Yu, 29 years old, from Ningbo, Zhejiang, engaged in business."

If it weren't for his photo, it would be hard to tell that this record belonged to Liu Xingzhi.

I quickly sat down on the sofa, pretending that nothing had happened, as Zhu Youshen's footsteps drew closer.

He sat down at his desk, looking at a stack of files and rubbed his forehead. "We've been arresting more and more people recently, and the prisons are almost full."

I poured a glass of water and handed it to him. "Is the public security really that chaotic now?"

Zhu Youshen said meaningfully, "Yes, it's chaotic. Shanghai, and even the whole of China, is in chaos like a pot of porridge."

I glanced at the file. "Are all these people going to die?"

Zhu Youshen shook his head. "These are the ones left after screening. They'll be released in a couple of days."

"Alright, make some room for me. It's time to discuss the bank matters."

I smiled and went to get the documents from my bag, while Zhu Youshen put the folder into a drawer.

A few days later, I went to the Zhengzhang Dry Cleaners on Pubai Road to drop off some clothes.

I handed the clerk a suitcase filled with clothes. He opened it and took a look. It was a white woolen coat.

He led me to the back and called the shopkeeper to attend to me.

"Miss, I am the shopkeeper of this store, Shi Yu."

I took off my wide-brimmed hat and looked at him. "Shopkeeper Shi, long time no see."

Liu Xingzhi's face showed surprise as he looked around, then closed the windows tightly. He turned to me and asked, "Why is it you?"

I played with the brim of my hat and casually said, "I thought this would be a pleasant surprise."

Liu Xingzhi's face became very serious, and I immediately put away my smile.

I reached out my hand. "Comrade Xingzhi, I am intelligence officer Yu Ge."

Liu Xingzhi hesitated for a moment, then tightly held my hand.

He couldn't help but ask, "Yu Ge, when did you..."

I smiled. "Do you remember when we were at the Beijing Hotel, and I asked you for a light? That's when it started."

When Meng Siyu successfully assassinated, it was difficult for her to escape from Beijing. The higher-ups believed that her local identity would be easily exposed, so they quickly transferred me to work undercover in Shanghai.

With my special family background and ability to speak multiple languages, I was assigned to gather intelligence, but I didn't work on the same front as Liu Xingzhi.

And because of our previous acquaintance, tasks were deliberately assigned to avoid us crossing paths.

However, during this period of unprecedented mass arrests in Shanghai, our organization suffered heavy blows. Now, there are not many comrades left who can operate in Shanghai.

The most important task now is to preserve the remaining forces.

I picked up the white woolen coat and turned the collar over, revealing newly sewn stitches.

"This is a list of people arrested on a large scale. Verify it as soon as possible and immediately relocate anyone you can't reach."

Liu Xingzhi took the clothes and asked, "What about you, Comrade Yu Ge?"

The list of arrests has been leaked, and Shanghai will investigate sooner or later.

"I can't stay in Shanghai anymore. I'll be returning to Beijing in a while. I still have some connections in Beijing."

Liu Xingzhi frowned, wanting to say something else.

I quickly walked to the curtain by the door, not looking back, and with a tone of urgency in my words, I said, "Hurry,we don't have much time. Verify the list and take necessary actions. Remember, our comrades' safety is the priority."

Without waiting for Liu Xingzhi's response, I slipped out of the back door of the dry cleaners and disappeared into the bustling streets of Shanghai.

As I made my way back to my safehouse, my mind raced with thoughts of the dangerous situation in Shanghai. The mass arrests and chaos had put our organization at risk, and it was crucial to ensure the safety of our remaining comrades.

Once I reached the safehouse, I immediately contacted our superiors in Beijing to report the situation and provide them with the information I had gathered. They assured me that they would do everything possible to support us and ensure the safety of our comrades.

Over the next few days, I received updates from Liu Xingzhi. He had managed to verify the list and relocate most of the individuals who were at risk. Some were sent to safe locations within Shanghai, while others were discreetly moved to different cities.

Despite our efforts, the situation remained precarious. The arrests continued, and it became increasingly challenging to operate undercover in Shanghai. Our communication channels were compromised, and we had to rely on trusted messengers to relay information between the remaining comrades.

As the crackdown intensified, I received a message from Liu Xingzhi, urging me to leave Shanghai immediately. The situation had become too dangerous, and the risk of exposure was too high.

I packed my belongings, destroyed any sensitive documents, and left the safehouse under the cover of darkness. With a heavy heart, I bid farewell to the city that had been my home for the past months.

Back in Beijing, I reunited with fellow comrades and debriefed our superiors on the situation in Shanghai. The losses were significant, but we were relieved that most of our comrades had been safely relocated.

As I reflected on my time in Shanghai, I couldn't help but think of Liu Xingzhi. Our paths had crossed again, and despite the dangers, we had managed to work together in a critical moment.

The chaos in Shanghai would leave a lasting impact on me and our organization. We knew that the struggle was far from over, but we were determined to continue the fight, no matter the cost.