“Thanks to Boss Clark for thinking so highly of me and lending me money to get through tough times. This favor, Andrew Carter will always remember in his heart.” Andrew Carter said solemnly. No matter what Richard Clark’s intentions were, he would always remember the kindness of the loan.

Back in middle school, Andrew Carter’s father passed away.

Last year, his mother fell seriously ill. In order to pay for her treatment, the family sold off everything of value. Still, it wasn’t enough.

Just when Andrew Carter was at a loss, he happened to run into Richard Clark.

The other party took the initiative to offer help. From the first loan until now, Andrew Carter owed him a total of three hundred yuan.

“No problem, no problem.” Richard Clark’s face was full of smiles. The reason he lent money to Andrew Carter was precisely so that the latter would remember this favor.

Andrew Carter didn’t order anything at the café. After repaying Richard Clark, he got up and left.

Even though he was repaying a debt, Andrew Carter left with ease, not showing any inferiority just because he had owed Richard Clark money.

Watching Andrew Carter’s departing figure, Richard Clark nodded slightly. After Andrew Carter left, he also paid the bill and left.

In fact, Richard Clark was not a businessman, nor was he so kind as to lend money to Andrew Carter out of goodwill.

These were merely his methods.

Richard Clark was just his alias. His real name was David Bolton, a liaison officer at the Military Statistics Bureau’s Haigu Station.

His cover identity was as the owner of the Guangfa Hotel on Ren’an Lane, Kangbo South Road. He had been undercover in the British concession for more than two years.

Andrew Carter graduated from the Haigu Police Training Institute. Because he was highly regarded by his instructor—who was also the police chief, Claysonqi—he became a patrol leader.

For a Military Statistics Bureau operative undercover in the British concession, this was a very convenient identity.

Most importantly, Andrew Carter had just graduated and hadn’t picked up the bad habits of the other patrolmen yet. He was highly moldable.

A young man like this, with a bit of guidance, could become a passionate revolutionary youth.

When David Bolton learned that Andrew Carter’s mother was critically ill and urgently needed money, he took the initiative to offer help.

Facts proved that David Bolton’s approach was quite effective.

Andrew Carter knew how to be grateful, and that was exactly the attitude David Bolton needed from him.

Last month, after Andrew Carter’s mother passed away, Andrew Carter no longer needed his financial support, which made David Bolton feel a bit regretful.

After leaving the café, David Bolton hailed a rickshaw at the door and went straight to Wang’s Clinic at 32 Edinburgh Road.

“Rickshaw” was what people in Haigu called a pedicab.

This was the residence of Sophie Harris, the head of the Military Statistics Bureau’s Haigu Station, and also the Bureau’s liaison point in the British concession.

However, David Bolton didn’t notice that Andrew Carter, who had left earlier, hadn’t actually gone far—he was right across from the café.

This was also David Bolton’s fault. After spending so long in the British concession, he had lost his initial vigilance. After getting in the rickshaw, he headed straight for his destination.

Andrew Carter sat in the rickshaw behind. After “Richard Clark” got off, he told the driver to keep going. After more than a hundred meters, he turned a corner and got out. After paying the fare, Andrew Carter walked back.

By the light of Wang’s Clinic, Andrew Carter saw David Bolton in a gray long gown.

Andrew Carter had excellent eyesight and memory, and since he had just parted ways with David Bolton, if he couldn’t recognize him, he’d have to be suffering from amnesia.

Andrew Carter looked around. He had also learned some basic surveillance techniques at the Haigu Police Training Institute.

The first rule of tailing someone was not to let them notice.

In the end, Andrew Carter found a suitable hiding spot at the entrance of an alley across from the clinic.

He didn’t have a watch, so he could only estimate the time. If “Richard Clark” didn’t come out in half an hour, he would have to leave first.

David Bolton, who entered the clinic, never imagined he was being followed by Andrew Carter.

After leaving the café, he had been thinking about how to report the situation with Andrew Carter to Sophie Harris.

Sophie Harris had delicate features and a handsome, upright appearance, looking nothing like a “special agent.”

Because of his well-off family, Sophie Harris had received an excellent education from a young age and graduated from Peking Union Medical College.

He held a medical license from the British Municipal Council in Haigu and was a fully qualified Western doctor.

Such an identity was his best cover.

Who would have thought that the famous Dr. Wang was actually the head of the Military Statistics Bureau’s Haigu Station?

“Do you think Andrew Carter can be used by us?” Sophie Harris sat across from David Bolton, listening carefully to his report, and spoke slowly, like a doctor hearing a patient describe their symptoms.

It was David Bolton who had taken the initiative to approach Andrew Carter. Andrew Carter had just started working and his family was in urgent need of money. At this time, David Bolton, under the alias Richard Clark, approached Andrew Carter, which was indeed a good opportunity.

However, the Military Statistics Bureau was a very special profession—not just anyone could handle it.

Andrew Carter had received police training and was working in the concession. Was he willing to serve the Party and the nation?

One must know that Haigu was now already on the edge of the Party and the nation’s control.

Also, did Andrew Carter have political beliefs? Would he be loyal to the Party and the nation in the future? When developing an intelligence agent, even small flaws could be tolerated, but political belief and loyalty were absolutely non-negotiable.