The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 482 Internet Disconnection (10) Captain Xiao Mo of Shanghai Sacrifices Himself
The following day, at Mr. Yi's headquarters.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

A handsome, one-eyed man with a slicked-back hairstyle and an eye patch walked in.

Mr. Yi, who had his back to him, was offering incense to Guan Gong. After bowing three times to the official, Mr. Yi turned around.

“You’ve been with me the shortest and have the cleanest background, so I need you to do something for me.”

"Your command."

“Go to Guan Gu’s official residence, find this person, and then…”

Mr. Yi looked at Zhang Xiaowei in front of him and took out the poster of Tang Xiaodie: "Nai Yi Zu Te!"

Regardless of the circumstances, he sent his aunt to Guan Gu Qi Ji. Now that it's been discovered she's an underground member, it's not a good idea to take her back directly. It's better to uphold justice and eliminate any family ties.

For his partner, Guan Gu Qi Ji, having another corpse in the house was better than having another living underground member.

The one-eyed assassin Zhang Xiaowei didn't say much. He looked at the portrait carefully, nodded, and left.

"Auntie, don't blame me, let's just pretend we're still separated."

……

At Director Wen's home.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it clearly?"

At the dinner table, Wen Richeng looked at Qin Xiaomo, who was clearly looking rather dejected, and smiled, saying, "Judging from your appearance, you must have thought this through carefully last night."

"..."

Qin Xiaomo, who was listlessly drinking porridge with a spoon, stopped what she was doing and glared angrily at the scoundrel opposite her.

Last night, she was on tenterhooks from the moment she took a shower to the moment she changed her clothes and went to bed, fearing that this traitorous dog would burst in and unleash his beastly nature at any moment.

I stayed up until late at night, and only fell asleep when I was so tired that I couldn't stay awake any longer. When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was check my physical condition.

Only after she was certain that there was nothing wrong with her body did she feel like she had survived a disaster.

Hearing the other party ask about this matter, Qin Xiaomo's already bad mood instantly turned extremely bad.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally said with a bitter face, "Can't we have a little more time?"

"Abundant?"

Wen Richeng smiled and said, "Miss Qin, you've already been quite generous by dragging things out with Mr. Yi for so long."

"But... he locked him up in prison."

“Yes, he gave you ample time to consider, but restricted your personal freedom. I didn’t give you that much time to consider, but I didn’t prevent you from leaving either,” Moon Il-sung said with a smile. “It’s your own choice not to leave.”

"..."

Can I get away?
Qin Xiaomo gritted her teeth and said hatefully.

He stirred the spoon in the bowl, but still didn't know what to do. Finally, he could only say, "A man like you clearly doesn't lack women, so why are you clinging to me like this?"

"Who says I don't need any? I'm desperately in need!" Wen Richeng said with a smile. "Haven't you noticed that besides Aunt Wu who cooks, there are no other women in my family? Besides, you're so beautiful, and it was Minister Yi who brought us together, so why would I refuse?"

Although the intention was to get rid of this woman, the timing wasn't right. They had to wait for the person in prison to carry out the plan, otherwise things could easily go wrong.

Moreover, the woman in front of me isn't very bright. If I send her back now, she might just give me a new one.

Thinking it over carefully, as the head of the intelligence department of 76, with so many people watching him, he couldn't always appear to be all alone.

If you're not greedy for money or lustful, then you're a dangerous person.

Hearing this scoundrel's words, Qin Xiaomo was speechless.

Breakfast ended in silence. As Director Wen changed his clothes and prepared to go to work, he thought for a moment and said, "You have one day to think about it. You can still leave at will today."

He paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Look at it from another angle, if you stay but don't contribute anything, wouldn't you be wasting my family's food?"

These words were another blow to Qin Xiaomo's heart, but there was nothing she could do but continue to stare at the other person with resentment.

Director Wen, who was already used to this, smiled and turned to leave.

Watching his departing figure, Qin Xiaomo's eyes filled with confusion.

……

At noon, Director Wen, who was passionate about his espionage work, did not go home for lunch as usual, but instead used public funds to go to a restaurant for a meal.

However, after he entered the private room he usually stayed in, he simply disappeared.

In the secluded cubicle of the private room, watching Hu Xiaofei devour his food, even though he had already received the intelligence, he was still quite shocked.

"You're not dead?!"

No longer looking disheveled, Hu Xiaofei, now dressed in a school uniform, put down the chicken leg in her hand and said, "Don't you already know? Why are you asking?"

She usually ate very politely, but the previous ordeal had been too exhausting. After climbing out of the pit last night, she felt hungrier than ever before, as if every cell in her body was telling her to replenish her energy.

Wiping her mouth, Hu Xiaofei took a sip of water and sighed, "Brother Sheng, I almost thought I was really dead. After I climbed out of the pit last night, I was still thinking that the underworld felt pretty much the same as the human world."

"..."

At this moment, Wen Richeng was no longer the director of the intelligence department of No. 76, but Brother Sheng, the elusive leader of the Axe Gang.

He looked the gang's top assassin over and over again, then suppressed his shock and asked, "Are you injured?"

"Fortunately, I must have broken quite a few ribs before I passed out, but I felt much better when I crawled out last night." Hu Xiaofei grinned and said, "I can't help it, I'm just tough."

"You're not just lucky, you're just incredibly fortunate."

Wen Xiaosheng clicked his tongue in amazement. Back then, when the armory exploded, the Japanese soldiers inside were all torn to pieces. It was already surprising enough that Hu Xiaofei was able to keep a whole body, but he never expected that she could crawl out of the pit!
If you really think about it, it really is just a slightly dirty hem of clothing.

"maybe."

Hu Xiaofei didn't say much about it. After recalling the events, she felt even more confused about what happened at the Japanese biological warfare base.

What exactly did that old man do to his body? Perhaps even he couldn't have imagined that he was so... resilient to climbing.

First, they crawled out of the ruins of the collapsed base, and then they crawled out of the mass grave.

Although Wen Xiaosheng was indeed very curious about her affairs, he figured that if she didn't want to talk about it, then so be it. Everyone has secrets, right?

Just like now, Hu Xiaofei asked for the umpteenth time, "Why are you always so mysterious? You're the leader of the Axe Gang, but I've hardly ever seen you."

"You're the Axe Gang's top assassin; very few people in the gang have ever seen you."

"..."

Seeing the other person remain silent, Wen Xiaosheng laughed again: "Besides, didn't you follow me? Didn't you find out?"

"..."

Mentioning this makes Hu Xiaofei a little embarrassed. It's one thing to be discovered being followed, but losing track of her every time is really damaging to her reputation as the White Impermanence.

The atmosphere in the sealed room became somewhat awkward for a moment. Wen Xiaosheng checked the time and then spoke again: "Alright, now that you're back, get some rest and don't wander around anymore."

"No, I can't rest until Mr. Yi is killed."

"..."

Now it was Wen Xiaosheng's turn to fall silent. After a long while, he said helplessly, "You're still thinking about this?"

"Of course! I've learned my lesson this time, and I'm sure I can blow that guy surnamed Yi up!"

"Again? Haven't you learned your lesson before?" Wen Xiaosheng frowned. "Next time, you might not be so lucky."

"Let it go. Next time, even if it means dying together with him, I will definitely blow him up!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xiaosheng rubbed his temples, feeling a slight headache.

"You don't need to worry about this. I'll take care of Mr. Yi."

"How can that be? Yi has so many guards around him, wouldn't it be suicide for anyone else to go and kill him?"

Hearing this, Wen Xiaosheng said seriously, "It seems you still haven't learned your lesson. It's not just about the time you bombed the headquarters, but also the previous missions. You've been impulsive more than once or twice."

Although Wen Xiaosheng is the leader of the Axe Gang, Hu Xiaofei doesn't consider herself his subordinate. According to the agreement she made when she joined the Axe Gang, the two are only partners.

So when faced with criticism, she retorted, "I was thinking of everyone. Are the other members of the gang as skilled as me? Can they dodge bullets? Can they survive an explosion? I wasn't acting impulsively; I was trying to reduce their bloodshed!"

Although she did regret her impulsiveness for a second when she was thrown away by the shockwave of the bomb at the headquarters, now that she was alive again, that regret immediately disappeared.

After hearing this, Wen Xiaosheng looked at her, picked up the teapot on the table, poured her a cup, and then poured one for himself.

He blew on the steam rising from his teacup, took a sip, and then smiled slowly, saying, "Are you finished?"

"No!" Hu Xiaofei immediately exclaimed excitedly.

She paused, then spoke again as if she had been wronged: "I killed so many traitors and lackeys without hurting anyone in the gang. Isn't that good? You don't praise me, and you even say I was impulsive? I did nothing wrong!"

The room fell silent. Hu Xiaofei, perhaps already full, put down her chopsticks after saying those words, turned her head to the side, and crossed her arms in a huff.

Wen Xiaosheng put down his teacup, nodded, and said, "You said a lot, and you said it very well, but..."

"The more difficult the situation, the more we must mobilize the power of the masses. We cannot act recklessly on our own and make the mistake of individual heroism."

"No matter what job we do, we must rely on the masses and mobilize the masses!" Wen Xiaosheng took another sip of tea before continuing, "Even if you're an assassin for the Axe Gang, think about it, every time you go off alone to assassinate those traitors and spies, what if you get retaliated against if no one else in the gang helps you clean up the mess?" "You can just pack up and run away by yourself, but what about the ordinary people who are implicated?"

"Also, there are so many traitors and lackeys in this world. Can you kill them all by yourself? Some people in the gang just finished making detailed assassination plans, but just as they were about to carry them out, they found that the target had already been taken care of by you. This really dampens their enthusiasm."

“Traitors and lackeys are not only something you want to kill, nor are they just something we Axe Gang members want to kill. All 400 million of our compatriots want to get rid of them as soon as possible. Although you may feel good killing them and do it efficiently, and it may seem that you have reduced the bloodshed and sacrifice of others in a localized area, in the overall situation, you have not mobilized the masses and united the masses. The spirit and strength of the masses cannot be united as one.”

"If you despise others for being weak now, what about later? Will you despise others, or even turn against the masses?"

"Although you are very powerful individually, you did not spring from a crack in a rock. You came from the masses and will eventually return to the masses."

"Whether on the front lines or on the hidden battlefield, fighting against the invaders, traitors, and lackeys is a protracted war. No matter how strong an individual's strength is, it is insignificant in this struggle. Only by uniting the strength of the masses and plunging the enemy into the vast ocean of people's war can we achieve final victory."

"..."

The room was quiet and still, with only the lingering aroma of tea.

Hu Xiaofei's eyes flickered with confusion, contemplation, and determination. After a long while, she finally nodded and said:

"I understand, Political Commissar... no, Chief!"

……

On the other side, after Wen Richeng left home in the morning, Qin Xiaomo sat on a chair for a long time before finally getting up and leaving the Wen family.

She didn't know where she was going; she just wanted to leave that mansion.

But can I really leave?
Although Qin Xiaomo didn't know whether Wen Richeng had sent someone to secretly watch her, even if Wen Richeng hadn't sent anyone, Mr. Yi definitely had.

As she said before, where else could she hide in the entire Shanghai?

She walked and stopped frequently, as if this was the last time she would freely breathe the air of Shanghai.

Finally, Qin Xiaomo stopped beside the dock.

She didn't know why she came here; perhaps it was in pursuit of freedom, and her subconscious led her here.

Looking at the whistles of ocean liners echoing throughout the dock, she knew that it was her only way to escape.

But where did she get the boat ticket?
Even if I went to buy it now, I'd probably be forcibly taken back very soon.

For her now, it seems to have become a luxury.

"Miss Qin, I have a ship ticket to America here. Would you like it?"

Just as Qin Xiaomo was gazing wistfully at the ship sailing further and further away, a voice rang in her ear.

Qin Xiaomo suddenly turned around and saw a passenger in a long robe who looked like he had just disembarked looking at her. She subconsciously took a step back and said warily, "Who are you? I don't know you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, but we can give you a boat ticket to leave Shanghai Beach." The man smiled, appearing from a distance as if he was just trying to strike up a conversation.

"You?" Qin Xiaomo keenly caught the key word and frowned, "Who are you? Why are you giving me a boat ticket?"

"Of course, we gave you the boat ticket because we didn't want to see such a beautiful lady like you trapped on this dangerous beach in Shanghai. Of course, it would be even better if you could do us a small favor. As for who we are?"

The man paused briefly before slowly saying, "He's one of Boss Du's men from the Green Gang."

……

night.

When Wen Richeng returned home after working a little overtime, he saw Qin Xiaomo staring blankly at a table full of dishes.

"Why don't you eat first? Are you waiting for me?" Moon Il-sung asked with a smile.

Qin Xiaomo glanced at him calmly, then said sarcastically, "How could I dare to let you eat leftovers if you, Mr. Wen, didn't start eating first?"

Wen Sheng took off his coat and, upon hearing this, asked in surprise, "What's with that tone? It sounds like you've already thought it through?"

"Do I have a choice?" Qin Xiaomo asked back.

“That’s what you’re saying,” Moon Il-sung said with a smile after sitting down. “It makes it sound like I’m the one who caused all of this.”

"But the result is the same, isn't it?"

Wen Sheng just smiled and didn't say much, saying that the results would be available in the next few days anyway.

"Have a meal."

Director Wen originally thought he had seen through the woman's thoughts and could keep her obediently staying with him for the next few days to avoid any unforeseen complications.

But when he finished dinner, washed up, and was about to go to bed, he suddenly lost his confidence after seeing Qin Xiaomo push open the door and walk in.

After a moment of stunned silence, Moon Il-sung said, "I said I'd give you a day to think it over, but the day hasn't come yet, and it's not like I'm going to do anything to you after a day..."

Qin Xiaomo stopped and lowered her eyes, saying softly, "You made a good point about something during the day. I've already wasted a lot of time with Mr. Yi. What's the point of delaying any longer with you? What difference does it make whether it's a day or half a day?"

Moon Il-sung raised an eyebrow: "Are you just giving up entirely, or do you think that waiting to die is more terrifying than death itself, so you don't want to wait anymore?"

"Is there a difference?" Qin Xiaomo asked the same question again.

This has stumped Director Wen. Has he truly come to his senses, or is it another test by Mr. Yi, or perhaps the implementation of a honey trap plan?

At this moment, Qin Xiaomo asked in a soft voice, "I want to know, do you really not have any other women?"

“Of course.” Moon Il-sung nodded.

Hearing this, Qin Xiaomo raised her head, her eyes shining brightly under the electric light as she looked at him and said, "If I agree to your request, what will I be to you?"

"Ok?"

Moon Il-sung's doubts deepened, but he still smiled and asked, "You want to be Mrs. Moon?"

"Mrs. Wen, who was forced to come here?"

"..."

Director Wen was too lazy to beat around the bush with her and said directly, "What exactly do you want to say? If there's nothing else, you can leave. I need to go to sleep."

Qin Xiaomo did not answer directly. She stood there, seemingly lost in thought, her face showing a conflicted and hesitant expression that prevented her from speaking.

Upon seeing this, Moon Il-sung immediately turned off the lights.

"Remember to close the door when you go out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the covers over himself and ignored the woman at the door.

"boom!"

The sound of the door closing came from inside. Director Wen was about to close his eyes, but he quickly realized that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the room. The next second, Director Wen realized that a slippery body had slipped into the blanket.

"What are you doing?"

Moon Il-sung frowned. Having seen many big scenes, he was naturally not frightened by this, but he was still somewhat surprised.

This is abnormal, extremely abnormal.

"I was thinking today, if you really let me go, will I still be given away as merchandise to someone else?" Qin Xiaomo's voice trembled slightly. "My fate has long been out of my own hands."

Upon hearing this, Wen Richeng was not fooled by her words, nor by her clumsy attempt to feign helplessness.

"What does Minister Yi want to know? Just ask now. I have no interest in your honey trap tactics with a mission in mind."

Director Wen laid his cards on the table, his voice turning cold: "Actually, if he had asked me directly, I might have said more."

"See? Even if I strip naked and lie next to you, you only see me as a pawn. None of you treat me like a human being." Qin Xiaomo's voice grew softer, but her body stopped trembling.

In the pitch-black bedroom, Wen Richeng did not answer her question. His mind raced as he tried to analyze the woman's purpose and what he should do next.

Rejection? That was his first thought.

But he quickly dismissed the idea; things couldn't be that simple, otherwise this woman wouldn't have suddenly gone to such lengths to get into his bed.

Even now, he began to suspect that this honey trap was not Mr. Yi's test, but more likely the Japanese army was behind it.

Are you starting to doubt me? Or are you just worried about me?

The bedroom gradually became filled with only the sound of two breaths falling in unison. After a long while, Wen Sheng finally spoke slowly: "What do you want?"

"I've already said what I want. If I become Mrs. Wen, will I be all alone?"

Moon Il-sung fell silent for a moment. He knew that his unmarried status was a point of contention, but…

Before he could continue to ponder the intricacies of the matter, perhaps fearing that he might change his mind after making a decision, Qin Xiaomo directly pressed herself against him naked and hugged him.

"How much longer are you planning to think about this? Do you need to be absolutely certain before you act on something as simple as sleeping with a woman?"

……

As night deepened, two rapid breaths echoed in the master bedroom of the villa. The two, each with their own ulterior motives, had slept together on the second day after they met.

The bedroom light had been turned on at some point. During another break, Qin Xiaomo wrapped her arms around Wen Richeng's neck, closed her eyes, and murmured, "Are you satisfied with me being your Mrs. Wen?"

Director Wen glanced at her, feeling the smoothness in his hand, and smiled, saying, "That identity is for later. What do you want now?"

Qin Xiaomo opened her eyes, her gaze softening.

“A diamond ring, I love diamond rings. Wearing a diamond ring, I’ll be Mrs. Wen of Shanghai Beach.”

"Okay, I'll take you to buy a diamond ring tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)