Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

Tang Xiaoxiao slowly woke up from a deep dream, the light from all around her shone through the gaps in the curtains, and fell on her face in patches. Her consciousness gradually became clear, but the feeling of hunger surged like a tide, forcing her to struggle to sit up from the comfortable bed.

She walked out of the room slowly and looked up, only to see Li Dayong sitting on the sofa in the living room with a serious expression like the presiding judge, as if he was going to hold her accountable severely after she woke up.

"Sasa, you finally woke up?" Li Dayong's voice was a little worried, but more of a reproach. When Tang Xiaoxiao heard this nickname, the corners of her mouth curled unconsciously. She knew that this meant that Li Dayong already knew what she did last night.

When Tang Xiaoxiao heard this name, she pursed her lips. She responded perfunctorily: "Yeah."

"Sasa, you went to steal last night." Li Dayong's tone was very stern. This was not a question, but a possible tone. He had already found out what Tang Xiaoxiao did last night from the rumors outside.

Tang Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, and her eyes began to wander around, trying to avoid Li Dayong's gaze. She didn't want to face this question, so she quickly changed the subject and said in a coquettish tone: "Dad, Sasa is hungry, is there anything to eat?"

When Li Dayong heard Tang Xiaoxiao say she was hungry, his anger subsided a little. He turned and walked to the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of warm chicken soup and a few meat buns.

He made this himself at noon, and kept it warm in the pot because he was worried that Tang Xiaoxiao would be hungry.

Just as Tang Xiaoxiao was eating, several devils and agents from the secret service headquarters suddenly broke in. They were searching the entire city, looking for clues to the disappearance of the arsenal and the murder of the director of the secret service headquarters.

Li Dayong immediately protected Tang Xiaoxiao behind him and looked at these uninvited guests vigilantly.

"Who are you? This is the home of Xue Linyuan, the chief of the operations department of the secret service headquarters!" Li Dayong asked in a deep voice, trying to intimidate these aggressive enemies with his majestic tone.

"We will search the house no matter whose it is," Murakami Rinako said bluntly. She gestured to her subordinates and ordered, "Search, but don't damage anything."

Xue Linyuan is the section chief of the Special Agent Headquarters, so Murakami Reinako still has to give him some face.

She turned to Tang Xiaoxiao, smiled, and asked gently, "Don't be afraid, little friend. What were your father and uncle doing last night?"

Tang Xiaoxiao pretended to be scared and answered tremblingly: "They... they were eating, drinking, sleeping... and vomited..."

What she meant was that they drank a lot of wine at dinner last night, went to bed after getting drunk, and vomited. This was a clever lie that concealed their true actions without arousing Murakami Reinako's suspicion.

Murakami Rinako understood what Tang Xiaoxiao meant, nodded with satisfaction, and praised: "The child is really well behaved."

The living room fell into an eerie silence, and soon, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

A search man came running over in a hurry, with a hint of disappointment on his face: "Report, nothing found." He reported in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Murakami Rinako frowned slightly, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but more of it was firmness and decisiveness. She waved her hand to show that she understood.

Then Murakami Rinako bowed deeply and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Xue-san, we disturbed you."

"Retreat." Although the words were brief, they carried unquestionable authority. Following Murakami Reinako's order, her subordinates immediately took action. Like well-trained soldiers, they evacuated the scene quickly and orderly.

The living room returned to calm again, with only Tang Xiaoxiao and Li Dayong left. Li Dayong's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sasa, don't act rashly in the future. Consult with me before taking any action."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Li Dayong's figure looked even more resolute. He walked to Tang Xiaoxiao's side, his eyes flashing with a deep light. He patted Tang Xiaoxiao's head, his voice full of care and reproach: "Sasa, I know you are a child with your own ideas, but before you act in the future, you must also discuss it with me, don't act rashly."

Tang Xiaoxiao raised her head, with a stubborn light in her eyes. She didn't seem to care about Li Dayong's reproach, and simply responded: "Okay, I understand."

Li Dayong was not angry because of Tang Xiaoxiao's attitude. Instead, he asked about the course of action last night with more concern.

Tang Xiaoxiao did not hide anything and told the story of last night.

He listened carefully to Tang Xiaoxiao's narration, nodding and frowning from time to time. After listening to Tang Xiaoxiao's narration, he couldn't help but applaud and praised Tang Xiaoxiao's wisdom and courage.

Then, his topic turned to more pressing matters. He asked in a deep voice, "Sasa, where are the Japanese weapons hidden?" This question was of vital importance to him, as it was related to the overall situation of the war of resistance.

Tang Xiaoxiao answered without hesitation: "There is a mass grave outside the city. I dug a hole there and piled some bones on it. I deliberately hid the Japanese at the foot of the mountain. The Japanese must have found the transport vehicle and are searching the mountain now!" There was a sense of complacency in her voice. The Japanese would never have thought that the munitions would be hidden there. They must still be searching the mountain now. She was really a smart girl.

I couldn't help but think back to what happened last night.

It was a dark and windy night, and she came alone to the mass grave where the wind blew coldly. There was a dead silence, only the howling of the cold wind, as if telling an unknown secret. She took a deep breath, clenched the shovel in her hand, and began her work.

The little person dug vigorously, and every swing of the shovel was accompanied by splashing soil. While digging the hole, she chanted: "Buddha bless, no taboos, the devils will take the blame." She was praying, hoping that Buddha would bless her to complete the task smoothly, and hoping that the owners of the bones would not cause trouble for her. She did not mean to offend, everything she did was to fight against those hateful devils. If there was any retribution, let them go to those devils.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she did not stop to rest. The soil she dug out piled up on the side, and a deep hole gradually appeared on the ground.

She jumped up and moved the boxes of ammunition she had brought to the cave and neatly stacked them. Then, she sealed the entrance with soil and carefully picked up the bones on the ground. Some of these bones had weathered to the point where only a few fragments were left, while others still retained their original appearance. She picked them up gently and carefully put them back in place to cover up the traces of the digging.

After cleaning up, she stood there, quietly staring at the pile of bones, and promised them in her heart that she would come to bury them after they transported the arms away.

Then, she turned around and left this gloomy place. She had to clean up all the traces and hide the Japanese transport vehicle.

"Dad, you need to arrange for someone to move the ammunition immediately. And the bodies need to be buried as well."

Li Dayong was silent for a moment, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and then he said solemnly: "Don't worry, Dad will arrange it."

After saying that, he hurried out the door.