While the Netherworld team and the Military Statistics Bureau were meticulously planning their operation against the Japanese spies at the Guangren Match Factory, the atmosphere inside Chongqing’s Hezhong Ballroom was one of utter decadence. Vibrant, multi-colored lights pulsed across the dance floor, jazz music drifted through the air, and patrons swayed rhythmically to the beat. Yoshishima Yuko, clad in a crimson, off-the-shoulder evening gown, moved with graceful elegance. With a captivating smile on her face, she danced in the arms of a Sichuan Army anti-aircraft officer.
This officer, Zhao Chongwu, had recently suffered setbacks in his career. Frustrated and heavy-hearted, he frequently visited the ballroom to drown his sorrows in drink. Yoshishima Yuko had set her sights on him long ago, and with her beauty and allure, she had quickly caught his attention. As they swayed gently, she asked in a sweet, melodic voice, "Officer Zhao, I notice you are constantly furrowing your brow. Is something troubling you? Perhaps you could share it with me and let me help you bear the burden."
Zhao Chongwu shook his head with a bitter smile. "Sigh, it’s just work. My superiors are incompetent, and no one listens to the suggestions I put forward. I feel like I'm trapped, despised by everyone."
Chapter 301