In Shanghai in 1941, red codes were hidden under the neon lights. When the Japanese military police's leather boots crushed the last dignity of the concession, fourth-level spy Lin Mo Sheng smelled the breath of death among the type ink in the declaration hall - the "Sakura Project" film that recorded the irrefutable evidence of the Wang puppet regime's treason was dragging all forces into a fatal whirlpool. The "Silver Fox" of the underground party of the Chinese Communist Party, the "tailor" of the dormant military commander, and the fatal beauty with triple nationality, each shadow hides three faces.
Paramount's tango dance steps coincide with Morse code, there are microfilms hidden in the stomachs of the floating corpses on the Waibaidu Bridge, and the gunshots of the Grand Guangming Theater explode in sync with the light and shadow codes on the screen. When the electric chair of Wang Puppet No. 76 Was connected to the current, and when the Japanese military police's radio detection vehicle ran over Xiafei Road, this group of pretenders walking on the edge of the knife had to use cheongsam buttons to convey information, use the "Good Friends" pictorial to secretly write instructions, and compete in the turbid waves of the Suzhou River for 0.01 Seconds to rewrite history.
This is not a black and white battlefield, but a tango of life and death in gray areas. Former teachers and students may meet again in the interrogation room, and the savior may be the target of extermination. The informer in the church confessional may turn out to be the flag bearer at the funeral. In this spy city where there is no gunpowder but never stops, love is a poisoned knife, memory is a fatal flaw, and the truth is always the last one to pull the trigger.
