Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 62 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 36

Wen Zhao patted his chest: "Don't worry, leave this to me!"

He will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and will never betray Mr. Nakamura's trust in him!

"Remember to keep it a secret. Absolutely do not let the bear know that we are investigating it!" Nakamura nodded in satisfaction, then gave Wen Zhao his instructions.

"Don't you trust me to do things?"

Wen Zhao agreed to Nakamura's request, and then immediately told his wife about it.

"Really?" Ling Yi's eyes lit up when she heard the news.

Although she wrote those documents in great detail, it would still require a tremendous amount of manpower, material resources, and industrial capacity to manufacture them under current conditions.

Northwest Industry had long been ravaged by warlords and was in a state of ruin. It is truly unbelievable that they can manufacture penicillin so quickly!

Wen Zhao's eyes shone brightly as he smiled and said, "I didn't expect the organization to be so quick!"

It hasn't been that long, and they've already been assigned to the front lines.

Ling Yi paced around the room twice before finally unable to contain her excitement, hugging Wen Zhao's neck and giving him two big kisses on the cheek: "This is wonderful!"

Her eyes were incredibly bright, and her cheeks glowed with joy.

She is genuinely changing the world and altering the destinies of some people!

Ling Yi thought of the children who froze to death on the street, and the Chinese people in tattered clothes, and felt her heart burning with emotion.

She was truly happy to be able to do something for such a disaster-stricken country.

Seeing someone so rarely showing their emotions display such joy made Wen Zhao hold his breath, afraid of disturbing her happiness.

A feeling completely different from familial love and romantic love was now operating at Ling Yi's core, making her want to do something more to relieve this joyful emotion.

Great, great...

After muttering to himself for a while, Ling Yi clapped her hands: "Since he wants to investigate, let him investigate. It would be best if he found out something!"

According to data from around the world, this antibiotic has already appeared in laboratories in the Americas, and the effort has even reached the point of lobbying for its production.

Unfortunately, it's unclear when the research materials will be able to cross the ocean and reach Asia.

"We have to help them out and let them know about this!"

As is well known, the governments of the Americans are the governments of various corporations, among which pharmaceutical companies, which treat human lives as toys, account for a large proportion.

Presumably, they now also have clerks in Asia, where drug consumption is extremely high.

not to mention……

"These days, nearly 70% of the weapons and equipment used by the Japanese are imported from the Americas. Why would these guys pass up such a great opportunity to make money?"

Although the couple in the southwest converted the money they had spent on the airplane into gold for their own use, the mechanized engineers peeking out from between their fingers were enough to feed those guys.

"Find a way to leak this information to the Americans; they'll definitely investigate!"

Then things get interesting.

Due to the escalating conflict in Europe, the amount of weapons exported from the Americas to Japan is gradually decreasing. All Lingyi can do now is to deepen the discord between them.

If this could reduce the number of ships of weapons Japan imports from the Americas, that would be excellent!

As Wen Zhao listened to her methodical plan, his admiration and appreciation grew even stronger.

Upon returning to Shanghai, his only mission was to infiltrate the new government and become a mole that could keep track of their every move.

Even Wen Zhao himself never imagined that he would have such a high status in the new government and in Japan.

Not only were the major policies of the new government under his control, but even the activities of the Japanese in Shanghai could not escape his notice.

Even through his connection with the military police, he repeatedly detected the large-scale deployment of the Japanese army, sending valuable information to the front-line troops and saving countless comrades from dying in the brutal sweeps.

These were not only the result of his successful disguise, but also the result of Ling Yi's planning behind the scenes.

Without her help, I might not be where I am today.

The environment in Shanghai is too complex for Wen Zhao, who grew up in a small northwestern city and had never been exposed to the materialistic world, to handle.

But she was different. She seemed to be born with the ability to adapt to all kinds of environments, and then quickly find the most vulnerable point to work on, firmly embedding the nail into the enemy's soft spot.

Wen Zhao loved her, and Wen Zhao also admired her.

It's so good that someone like him loves him too.

When she was suddenly hugged, Ling Yi paused in her speech.

When she looked down, she saw a pair of bright, sparkling eyes, like a puppy looking reverently at its master who was hunting for it.

Ling Yi unconsciously touched his head, her excited tone softening somewhat: "What are you doing?"

Wen Zhao kissed her chin, then buried his head in her shoulder: "Yi Yi is really amazing."

It was so powerful that it seemed inhuman, more like a supreme deity.

At this moment, the materialist warriors spared no effort in adorning Ling Yi with the most fantastical colors.

Ling Yi chuckled and slightly raised her chin: "Just realized that?"

Wen Zhao should have realized long ago that she thought she was very capable.

Wen Zhao liked her smug look, and couldn't help but kiss her skin, his voice muffled: "But only I know how amazing Yi Yi is."

In this city of Shanghai, everyone sees the glamorous Wen Zhao, who is also the patrol chief who is very successful among the Japanese. He is so outstanding, yet he can only hide in the shadows and remain unknown to others.

At this moment, Wen Zhao felt indignant on Ling Yi's behalf.

If it weren't for this damned world, if it weren't for these damned Japanese, she should have shone brightly and been revered by everyone, instead of appearing before people as a weak woman.

Ling Yi noticed the grievance in his heart, paused in her stroking of his head, and then chuckled, "Isn't this a good thing?"

She can do more things when no one is paying attention to her.

Compared to Wen Zhao's flamboyant identity, her identity was a better shield.

After all, who would suspect that a woman who is obsessed with catching her husband cheating all day long could be a spy or the person who created penicillin that almost changed the course of the war?

Her greatest advantage is that no one pays attention to her.

not to mention……

Why should I care if those people know who I am?

"The organization knows what I've done that's best!"

"After the war is won, Comrade Wen, don't be jealous that my achievements are greater than yours!"