Spy Wars: I Can See What's In Your Heart

A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Yongren's lips.

Seeing Chen Yongren firing quickly and efficiently, Liu Jianming clapped his hands and praised: "Good shooting, Ah Ren, keep shooting!"

Don't look for excuses, just shoot.

It's really unexpected.

From this perspective, it seems that Chen Yongren really hated the anti-Japanese elements. His face was grinning as if it was New Year's Day, and he had no psychological burden at all.

As for Chen Yongren, he would have received the news in advance and knew that it was fake and a deliberate show.

Liu Jianming immediately denied this possibility.

After all, he had not told anyone about this matter, and it was kept secret until he arrived at the prison.

Could it be that Chen Yongren has the ability to read minds?

Chen Yongren saw through everything Liu Jianming was thinking.

After shooting and killing a prisoner, Chen Yongren remained calm, turned the gun around and continued to pull the trigger.

Every time a gunshot was heard, a prisoner would fall to the ground.

Liu Jianming looked at Chen Yongren with increasing satisfaction.

For now, he has temporarily believed in Chen Yongren's identity.

The reason is also very simple.

As an agent, one will try to avoid having the blood of one's own people on his hands.

Even if faced with an extreme situation where one cannot prove his innocence without firing a gun, it is impossible for him to keep firing like Chen Yongren did.

How strong a mental quality does one have to be to not have any psychological fluctuations when killing a colleague?

Looking at Chen Yongren's actions, Liu Jianming said in his heart.

No matter whether you are a Chinese agent or not.

Once the test is completed, I will put the matter in the newspaper so that everyone in Songhu will know about it.

There was a guy named Chen Yongren in the police station. He personally executed many Kuomintang and Red Party agents and maintained the safety of Songhu.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

Gunfire rang out again.

Chen Yongren killed several more prisoners.

After emptying the gun chamber, Chen Yongren kept pressing the bullet without changing his expression.

The policemen nearby were all dumbfounded. How could Chen Yongren, who was known for being so approachable, kill people like killing chickens?

Zhang Haifeng also suddenly realized that this seemed to be a trap set for Chen Yongren.

But since Ah Ren dared to shoot and was not worried about having his hands stained with the blood of his colleagues, does it mean that these so-called "anti-Japanese elements" are all fake?

After the bullets were loaded, Chen Yongren continued shooting.

There was another series of sharp gunshots, and the dozen or so "anti-Japanese elements" kneeling on the ground were all shot dead by Chen Yongren.

Liu Jianming stretched out his hand and waved.

The next second, the prison guard ran to the bodies to check, and then raised his hands to him with his arms crossed.

"Aren, well done!" Liu Jianming smiled even more. He pointed at the corpse in front of him and said to the patrolmen, "See? Who dares to do anything to let down the Locust Army in the future?"

"You'll end up like them!"

"Understand?"

Upon hearing this, the policemen were so scared that they kept nodding their heads like chicks pecking at rice.

After the "test" was over, the police returned to the police station in a mighty procession.

The police surrounded Chen Yongren and enthusiastically discussed his recent heroic act.

But no one knew where Liu Jianming had gone.

He still hadn't come back until lunch time.

When it was time for dinner, Chen Yongren and Zhang Haifeng went out to eat as usual.

It was winter and there weren't many pedestrians on the streets, not to mention the patrol uniforms they were wearing. Who would be so blind as to dare to bump into them?

"Aren, how is the investigation going? Are there any results?" Zhang Haifeng asked in a low voice.

Chen Yongren knew he was talking about Liu Jianming: "Liu Jianming is an agent of the Japanese Songhu secret service. His main task is to monitor the police station to see if there are any agents lurking."

"?" Several question marks slowly appeared in Zhang Haifeng's head.

I thought Liu Jianming was a traitor, but I didn't expect he was a Japanese spy.

"So what happened today..." Zhang Haifeng asked, "Those people..."

Chen Yongren asked: "I received news last night that Liu Jianming would use a group of fake agents to test whether I dare to shoot at anti-Japanese elements."

"Why else would I attack my colleagues?"

"So you've passed?" Zhang Haifeng asked again.

"For now." Chen Yongren thought for a moment and said, "This matter will not end so easily. In a word, I must be careful in the future."

Zhang Haifeng nodded.

The two men found a noodle shop, ate and drank their fill, and returned to the police station, but there was still no sign of Liu Jianming.

He didn't show up until the end of the day.

What is this little bastard planning?

Bidding farewell to Zhang Haifeng, Chen Yongren hummed a little tune and walked towards home.

Came to the street outside the house.

Then I heard a voice coming from my heart.

"I will be alone with Chen-san today."

"I don't know why, but my heart is beating so fast."

'This is the first time I've been alone with a strange man other than my family.'

"Man, Chen-san seems to be only 20 years old, at most he is a little brother."

'Small…'

'If I think about it carefully, he doesn't seem to be young anymore, he's already 20.'

'Ah, Rina, what are you thinking about? You are 16 years older than him, you can't have such strange thoughts.'

……

Fujiwara Rina stood at the door of Chen Yongren's room, gently turning the wedding ring on her left ring finger. She was daydreaming when she heard a voice behind her.

"Lina, you're here?" Chen Yongren said softly.

The sudden sound beside her ear startled Fujiwara Rina.

For a moment, Chen Yongren seemed to see fierce waves coming towards him.

"Mr. Chen, you...you're off work." When she found out it was Chen Yongren, Fujiwara Rina blushed and spoke haltingly in stiff Chinese.

"Lina, your Chinese is getting better and better." Chen Yongren said with a smile.

Rina?

He called me Rina, and Fujiwara Rina then noticed that Chen Yongren had omitted the word "Madam" when addressing her.

"Lina, come in quickly." Chen Yongren opened the gate and said with a smile.

Fujiwara Rina nodded slightly, followed Chen Yongren and walked into the house.

After preparing the teaching materials, Chen Yongren began today's teaching: "Today we will start practicing calligraphy."

"Yeah!" Fujiwara Rina nodded and grabbed the brush in front of her.

Although she had seen Chen Yongren write calligraphy, when she tried it herself, she found that it was difficult to hold the brush.

"The brush should be held like this." Chen Yongren gently held Fujiwara Rina's hand, corrected Fujiwara Rina's gesture of holding the brush, and said softly.

Feeling Chen Yongren approaching, Fujiwara Rina's body felt as if she was electrocuted. She trembled violently and her breathing became gradually heavy.

Fujiwara Rina sat on a chair, leaning over the table, and Chen Yongren's posture was as if he was hugging her from behind.

Chen Yongren looked down at the scenery in front of him and couldn't help but think of a sentence.

Climb to the top.

Feeling Chen Yongren's warm embrace, Fujiwara Rina's face turned red with embarrassment.

Although she knew that their posture was inappropriate, Fujiwara Rina enjoyed it very much and couldn't help but snuggle into Chen Yongren's arms.

Well…

'Chen-san's embrace is more comfortable than Jinta's.'

"I am such a bad woman. I actually had a reaction when being hugged by someone other than my husband."

"Lina." Chen Yongren said suddenly.

"Hmm?" Fujiwara Rina looked in the direction of the voice and saw a pair of bright eyes.

Chen Yongren's fiery eyes made her heart beat faster.

Fujiwara Rina's rosy red lips were slightly open, and the hot air she exhaled, wave after wave, rushed towards Chen Yongren's face.

Although Fujiwara Rina is nearly 40 years old, she has taken very good care of herself. She exudes a mature aura, but her skin is like that of a young girl.

"Rina, you are the most beautiful Japanese woman I have ever seen." Chen Yongren pinched Fujiwara Rina's chin and looked at her affectionately.

"But I am the wife of your Commander Fujiwara." Fujiwara Rina was as shy as a young girl who had just experienced sex for the first time. She realized something in her heart and turned her head away slightly.

"What does that matter?" Chen Yongren asked seriously.