Undercover in the Military Statistics Bureau: Everyone Wants Me Dead!

On his first day after transmigrating to the Republic of China era, Mo Shanhe was dragged out of bed by the Bureau of Secrecy.

The charge: family member of an underground Communist, suspected of hiding a top-secret list.

In his previous life, he was a military surgeon in the special forces. In this one, he was a starving scholar who hadn’t eaten in two days and could barely walk.

He thought he was as good as dead.

Then the three-year-old son of the Military Statistics Bureau station chief was on the brink of death from lead poisoning, and no doctor in all of Shanghai could help.

Mo Shanhe said, “Give me three days.”

Three days later, the child’s fever broke and he opened his eyes.

The station chief said, “You’re more useful alive than dead.”

From then on, Mo Shanhe lived in the most dangerous mansion in all of Shanghai.

The legal wife wanted him dead, the second wife was poisoning people, and the operations team was setting traps.

Of the eighteen servants, six were informants, three were assassins, and the remaining nine could be bribed at any moment.

Mo Shanhe treated the sick and saved lives with one hand while weaving an intelligence network with the other.

He bound everyone’s fate to a single confession.

He seized an Intelligence Bureau spy’s weakness with a hairpin.

They thought he was just a doctor.

But when the tables finally turned, everyone discovered that he was the most dangerous piece on the board.