Xia Kejun was packing his luggage at home, while Mu Yang was preparing to go shopping on the street. After all, they would be far away from their hometown later, so it's better to prepare some daily necessities in advance. Anyway, it's convenient to put them in the space.

  "Wufangzhai" rice balls, specialty candies, various seasonings, tea leaves, and all kinds of fresh fruits. Mu Yang buys whatever catches his eye.

  While strolling along Nanjing Road, he unexpectedly saw a store selling cigars and walked in. Originally, Mu Yang only smoked cigarettes, but during his time playing Kojima Yoshio in Japan, he gradually started smoking cigars because of Kojima's habit. Now, Mu Yang was drawn to the unique tobacco flavor of cigars and had become a true cigar aficionado. Seeing that there was a store selling cigars here, he naturally wanted to take a look inside.

  "Sir, do you need anything? Do you want me to introduce something to you?" A middle-aged man walked over and asked, looking like the boss, wearing a plaid shirt and suspenders, with a stylish appearance.

  "Want to buy some genuine cigars, any good recommendations?" asked Mu Yang.

  "Domestic ones, Southeast Asian ones, or American ones. Of course, there are also Cuban Havana cigars." the boss said.

  "Are there American and Cuban goods now? The war has just ended, and you've already brought in cigars from outside." Mu Yang asked curiously.

  The middle-aged man shrugged, "It's true that the channel was cut off a few years ago, but as soon as the war ended, I sent a telegram to my friend in the United States and asked him to bring back a batch of authentic Cuban goods. The goods just arrived two days ago."

  "Why did Cuban goods arrive in the United States?" Mu Yang was puzzled.

  "Now Cuba is a colony of the United States, Havana cigars are all controlled by Reynolds Tobacco Company, so we can only import from the United States," said the boss.

  "It seems I'm in luck, having just arrived and already being dared to try some. Well, I'll choose some Cuban cigars," said Mu Yang.

  "Montecristo, Montecristo, or simply Monte, is absolutely the best-selling and tastiest cigar in Cuba, of course, it's a bit more expensive." The boss said, handing over an exquisite wooden box to Muyang. Muyang opened the metal clasp in the middle, revealing the neatly arranged cigars inside, picked one up and smelled it, feeling that the tobacco aroma was indeed refreshing.

  "How many of these Montecristos do you have here?"

  "There are 30 boxes."

  "Give me all of those, I want them all."

  The boss was shocked, "You want all of them? The price is not low, you know."

  Muyang smiled lightly and said, "Never mind, wrap them all up for me."

  Holding a box of cigars, Mu Yang left the cigar store with satisfaction. Of course, the boss was also very satisfied. Such high-end cigars would not be sold out in two or three months. This time, he really met a generous master.

  Mo Yang found a less crowded place, put the cigar away in his storage space, letting it lie together with those purchased items. Then he prepared to continue strolling around, after all, tomorrow was the day of departure. Mo Yang also felt somewhat reluctant, wanting to take a good look at old Shanghai.

  Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in Muyang's line of sight, and Muyang's footsteps stopped involuntarily.

  "It's been almost a year since we last met, you seem to have matured a lot." Qin Huaiyun walked up to Mu Yang's side and said softly.

  Qin Huaiyun stood beside Muyang, gazing at him with piercing eyes. On Qin Huaiyun's left side stood a slender and elegant girl, who glanced at Muyang and then at Qin Huaiyun, as if she had discovered something, her face revealing a hint of mockery and understanding.

  Mu Yang's face broke into a smile as he looked at Qin Huaiyun and said, "I'm really glad to see you again, and I also want to congratulate you."

  "What am I congratulating you on?" Qin Huaiyun was stunned by Mu Yang's words.

  "Congratulations on being able to live safely until the day the Japanese were driven out." Mu Yang said with a smile. Every time he met Qin Huaiyun, Mu Yang couldn't help but tease her.

  Qin Huaiyun gave Muyang a dirty look.

  "Qin sister, who is this?" The girl next to her, unwilling to be relegated to the background, directly asked.

  "This is my friend Mu Yang. Mu Yang, this is Liu Lil." Qin Huaiyun introduced them to each other.

  Muyang nodded politely.

  "You're a friend of Qin's sister, I haven't seen any male friends of Qin's before, looks like you're quite special. And your name sounds familiar, but I just can't seem to remember where I've heard it before." Liu Lilian furrowed her brow in thought.

  However, when she turned her head to look at the calm and staring Mu Yang and Qin Huaiyun, she suddenly realized that she seemed a bit superfluous. A awkward expression appeared on her face, and then she said: "Okay, you guys chat, Sister Qin, I'll leave first." As she turned around, the girl said: "Sister Qin, tell me about your story when you get back."

  The girl finished speaking and ran away quickly.

  "Your friend?" Murong Yang asked, looking at the girl's disappearing back.

  "What's wrong, my friend isn't okay? Don't look at her speaking crazily, she's actually very smart. She's a top student from Peking University. By the way, didn't you also attend Peking University? You're alumni too! How come, have we met before?"

  "Haven't seen it before, pretty good."

  Two people sat in a coffee shop, the waiter set down their coffee and left, the rich aroma of black coffee wafted between them.

  "How come you're in Shanghai and not back in Chongqing?" asked Mu Yang.

  "No, actually after we parted ways, I stayed in Shanghai."

  "Are you still working as a secret agent?" Murong Yang asked with a smile.

  Qin Huaiyun didn't answer Mu Yang's question, but instead asked: "After we parted ways last year, what did you go do? Why did you disappear for 10 months and only come back recently?"

  Mu Yang was startled in his heart, "How did you know I disappeared for 10 months, and how did you know I just came back recently."

  Qin Huaiyun gazed at Mu Yang's eyes for a while, then said slowly: "You killed Japan's Nakamura Kōtarō General, and then disappeared. During that time in the country, many people were looking for you, Japanese, Wang Jingwei's people, Military Bureau, even the Communist Party. Do you know about being awarded the Bao Ding Medal?"

  "Old Jiang gave me a medal, it's really fresh, I really want to take it back and keep it as a souvenir. However, you still haven't told me why you knew I just got back." Mu Yang continued to press him.

  "I reported your situation to the organization, and later the organization sent me to stay behind and set up a new Shanghai intelligence station, while paying attention to your situation." Qin Huaiyun said with some embarrassment.

  Upon hearing this, Mu Yang felt a bit uncomfortable. He didn't want his situation to be known by too many people. He had saved Qin Huaiyun twice, yet she still reported her own situation to the higher-ups. Mu Yang lowered his head, added two sugar cubes to his coffee, and gently stirred it with a spoon, not saying another word.