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

Mole?

Chen Yongren quickly captured a key word.

Mrs. Hu, who was rowing the boat without oars, was actually a Japanese spy.

Combining Mrs. Hu’s inner thoughts, Chen Yongren could be sure that the mole in Mrs. Hu’s mouth was the one he was looking for!

Just when I was worrying about how to find the mole, a clue suddenly appeared.

but…

What does it mean that government agencies will cease to function in three days?

Could it be that the internal meeting has already been decided?

Are Japanese dog spies preparing for assassination?

Since the Japanese spies were able to obtain this information so quickly, Chen Yongren became even more certain that the mole must be someone who was qualified and had access to this information first.

"damn it."

Chen Yongren felt a chill.

I must catch this bastard within three days to avoid greater losses.

Looking at Mrs. Hu again, she was leaning against the door frame, fiddling with the hem of her skirt intentionally or unintentionally, her peach blossom eyes blinking at Chen Yongren.

Use this to test cadres, right?

Chen Yongren probably had guessed how Mrs. Hu had managed to subdue the mole.

Since Mrs. Hu was determined to seduce him, Chen Yongren also deliberately stared at Mrs. Hu.

Mrs. Hu seemed very satisfied with Chen Yongren's expression.

Seeing Chen Yongren didn't say anything, Mrs. Hu stepped on her high heels and twisted to his side, whispering, "Brother, what are you watching so obsessed that you don't even agree with your sister's words."

She said this, but what she was thinking was...

'Since they are going to resume the joint meeting, the MI1 people must also be preparing for the security of the meeting.'

'While their attention is diverted, rescue the captured agents!'

"We can even persuade Chen Yongren to do things for us!"

"Look at Chen Yongren's lustful look, he wants to eat me alive, as long as I tempt him a little more, he will definitely take the bait."

"If we can plant a hidden mine in the Military Intelligence Department before the joint meeting begins, it will greatly increase the success rate of the mission and the rescue work will be smoother."

"I, Fenghua Lianzi, will make the code name Red Butterfly shock intelligence agencies around the world!"

It turns out that this dog spy wanted to set a trap for me.

Red butterfly?

It's just a moth. Wait till I show you how I'm going to deal with you.

"Sister is so beautiful. I accidentally lost my focus. Please forgive me." Chen Yongren, who knew Mrs. Hu's inner thoughts, pretended to be serious.

Since Mrs. Hu came to us on her own initiative.

Chen Yongren decided to take advantage of the situation and wait for an opportunity to dig out the mole lurking inside!

"Hate it, what nonsense are you talking about."

Mrs. Hu was startled, then she understood what he meant. She patted him on the chest gently and suddenly frowned: "You reek of alcohol. You must have drunk a lot."

"Sister is in a good mood today. Let's go to my house. I'll cook noodles for you. It will warm your heart and stomach."

"Okay, then I will obey your command." Chen Yongren agreed happily.

Mrs. Hu was busy in the kitchen.

Chen Yongren sat on a chair in the living room, admiring her exquisite figure and "listening" to her inner thoughts.

While cooking the noodles, Mrs. Hu was also thinking about how to seduce Chen Yongren later.

'Is it intentional exposure? No, this is a bit too deliberate.'

'How about pretending to be dizzy when you stand up and throw yourself into his arms?'

"Chen Yongren is so young, he will definitely feel pity for women, and then take advantage of the situation to play a pitiful role to stimulate his desire to protect him?"

Knowing that Mrs. Hu was trying to seduce him, Chen Yongren found it funny and complained in his heart.

Don't ever pity me just because I'm a delicate flower.

Because, when you are of no use, I won't pity you!

After a while, Mrs. Hu brought a bowl of hot noodles, placed it in front of Chen Yongren, and poured herself a glass of red wine.

Chen Yongren didn't hesitate and finished it in just a few bites.

"Look at the way you eat. No one is trying to snatch the food from you. Wait a minute, I'll give you another bowl." Mrs. Hu giggled twice, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

As soon as she stood up, she swayed twice on the spot, then held her forehead, uttered a moan, and fell to the side.

The whole person 'just happened' to sit in Chen Yongren's arms.

Knowing that Mrs. Hu was acting, Chen Yongren didn't hesitate and hugged her in his arms.

"Oh..." Mrs. Hu pretended to struggle for a while, and then she felt the change in Chen Yongren and whispered, "What do you want, you little rascal? It's not enough to eat noodles, but you still want to take advantage of me?"

"Let me go now, or I'll get angry."

Although she refused verbally, Mrs. Hu sat obediently in Chen Yongren's arms.

"It's better to be young. Unlike that Mole, he's as greasy as an old man."

"Listening" to Mrs. Hu's inner thoughts, Chen Yongren smiled secretly in his heart.

The hands kept moving.

"You bad guy, you know I'm a single woman and you want to bully me?" Mrs. Hu hooked her slender white arms around Chen Yongren's neck and said coquettishly.

Chen Yongren pretended to be drunk and did not answer Mrs. Hu. He picked her up by the waist, walked quickly to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.

Mrs. Hu groaned.

Thoughts such as rebellion, Red Butterfly, and rescue were quickly forgotten.

Chen Yongren is busy here.

Because of a phone call from his boss, Shen Mingchen was bent over his desk writing furiously.

With so many officials gathering together for a meeting, the Military Intelligence Department naturally had to be wary of whether any Japanese spies would take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Although Shen Mingchen was cursing in his heart, his body was honestly formulating a new security plan to deal with possible accidents at any time and protect the safety of the officials attending the meeting.

Although this was just an internal meeting with extremely high confidentiality and was not announced to the public, Japanese spies would not notice this matter.

But Shen Mingchen still did not dare to take it lightly.

If anything unexpected happens during the meeting, it will be a matter of losing your head.

It was unknown how long it took before Shen Mingchen closed the folder, leaned back in his chair, and pinched his nose to relieve the pressure.

He glanced around and caught a glimpse of a file bag on the table.

There was a person's name written on it.

Chen Yongren.