Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

"Yes, and they were flying a fighter jet. I knew before that the Military Control Commission was rich. They were so rich that they could even get fighter jets." said another person.

"Humph, what's the big deal? They have plenty of Japanese fighter planes."

"They should be thankful that the Japanese didn't attack them, but they dared to come to Haishi to bomb the Special High Section. I think they are desperate and don't want to live anymore."

"Just wait and see. The Japanese army will not let this go. They will definitely seek revenge on those Military Control Commission members."

"Oh my god, the most important thing is that they bombed the Special High Section. What should we do?"

The person who spoke had a face full of hatred, which was hatred for what the Military Control Commission had done.

Because the Special High Police was bombed, they even lost their jobs.

If I were assigned to another place, who knows what position I would be assigned to?

It's even possible that they would be used as cannon fodder or something.

They had a good life, but now it's all ruined by those people.

When I thought of this, I felt even more disgusted with those who went against the Japanese army.

Sun Lang stood by with his lips pursed and said nothing. These people had been brainwashed by the Japanese and no longer had any regard for their country.

After staying with the Japanese for a long time, they may even hate being Chinese.

There is no hope for people like this, just treat them as devils.

However, what Sun Lang was thinking now was that these people mistook him, who attacked the Special High Section yesterday, for a member of the Military Control Commission.

Yes, between the Red Party and the Military Control Commission, it must be the Military Control Commission that has the ability to get something like fighter jets.

Let them doubt as they please and let the Japanese guess wildly.

The Special High Police was bombed, but I don’t know what happened to the Mei Bureau?

And what about Xiongtian? I don’t know whether he was killed in the explosion?

Sun Lang turned and looked in the direction of the Mei Machinery Bureau, but unfortunately he was blocked by rows of houses and could not see anything.

He remembered that he had fired a missile at the Mei machine gun yesterday.

One missile cannot bring disaster to the Mei Agency and the Special High Police, I'm afraid they will suffer heavy losses!

"Would you like to go over and take a look now while you still have time? And by the way, find out if Xiongtian is dead or not?"

Sun Lang was really a little curious about what the Mei Agency looked like now.

I don’t know if the missile yesterday blew up the Mei Agency’s building?

And there's Yuta. If that guy wasn't dead, he wouldn't be able to survive. The Special High Police has become like this.

If Yuda hadn't died, he would probably have lost the chance to get a position in the Special High Police, and he might have revealed him at that time.

Just as Sun Lang was thinking.

At this time, two people wearing Japanese military uniforms came from the direction where there was no mechanism.

When the two came to the side, one of them asked them:

"You are all from the Special High School, right?"

Although they were a little confused about who these two people were, they all nodded.

Then the other party continued:

"We are from the Mei Agency. Now that the Special High Section is gone, you don't need to come for the time being. Register with me first, and I will arrange for you if there is anything later."

Seeing that the two were Japanese officials, the five or six young officials who had been standing nearby heard that they had to register, and they hurried over and started talking to them, taking the opportunity to get close to them.

They were all about work, and no matter how impatient those two Japanese officials were, at least they could have a conversation.

When he arrived at the two Chinese people, he was impatiently interrupted after just saying a few words to the Japanese official.

It looked like two people were just talking too much and were about to be shot dead.

That look is as disgusting as one can be.

Despite being treated like this, the two men still bowed their heads and said nice things to the man with a smile on his face.

"Yoshi, what's your job? Why don't you come and register?"

Sun Lang originally saw that the two men were hesitating there and refused to leave after talking for a long time, so he wanted to wait until they finished before going over.

Who knew that he would be seen by the official that day.

Sun Lang stepped forward and handed the small notebook in his hand to the other party for inspection.

That day, the official looked at the certificate in his hand and then at Sun Lang, said nothing, and then registered it in the notebook.

I didn't want to communicate with them at first, so after taking the notebook, I thought for a moment and asked in Japanese:

"Tai-kun, is Section Chief Yuta at the Ume Agency? I want to go look for him, is that ok?"

After asking, Sun Lang looked at the two people's reactions.

The Japanese official who was in charge of registration looked at him, paused, then turned to look at the abandoned place and said:

"Section Chief Yuda has sacrificed himself for the Empire."

After saying that, they ignored him and turned around, got in the car and left.

Watching the car go away, Sun Lang turned his head and stared at the ruins for a long time, then turned and left.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Well, the person who suspected his identity is now dead.

He can continue to stay here and lurk around the devils.

After solving a major hidden danger, Sun Lang felt a lot more relaxed.

Now that the Special High Police are gone, I don’t have to go to work and can just rest at home.

He really needs to take good care of his injuries.

When I get home, I clean my whole body and wash it.

After taking a shower, I wiped my hair again. It couldn't come into contact with water, so I could only wipe it over and over again with a towel.

After cleaning himself up, Sun Lang collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The rest lasted for ten days, and no one came to disturb him during the period. This was truly a long vacation.

In ten days or so, the wounds on the head and hands had mostly healed and were forming scabs with the help of beef.

The above wires were removed two days ago.

Even if I work on my right hand now, the wound will not tear.

Under normal circumstances, this would not have healed so quickly. It was all due to the raw beef.

Even the Red Party has noticed the benefits of beef.

Some time ago, Sun Lang received news from the Red Party, telling him the time to identify the spies.

The time was arranged on the third day of his rest, but Sun Lang refused.

He could cover the wound on his hand with gloves, but he couldn't cover the wound on his head.

The white bandage on the head is too obvious. Even if it is not bandaged, the wound is there and it is easy to be discovered and exposed.

Sun Lang told the Red Party that he had something to do and might have to wait for half a month.

The Red Party also believed in Sun Lang, so the matter was delayed and rescheduled at a later time.

However, the Red Party mentioned the beef in the letter.

Last time, the Red Party was given a bag of beef. After eating it, they realized that beef has great benefits.

I just wanted to ask Sun Lang if he could get them some more beef so that they could transport it to the front line for the soldiers to eat.

Of course there is beef.

He won 10,000 kilograms of beef in the lottery, but he didn't eat much.

Keep 200 kilograms for yourself, and let the Red Party take the rest away.

Although nine thousand kilograms is not a lot, if it is transported to the front line, it can at least satisfy the soldiers' cravings.

He also wants to get more, but the system is not powerful enough.

Say the system is not powerful!

Last time, someone from the mountain sent someone to kill him, but he killed them back and got a chance to draw a lottery.

I actually won 10,000 doses of medicine.

This really made him very happy.