The first top lady

In the yard, Song Yixuan and Feng Dianyu were still fighting.

"No, aren't you hot?" Song Yixuan knocked Feng Dianyu back with an elbow, grabbed the clothes that were stuck to his skin due to sweat and shook them off, and the hair at his temples also stuck to his face wetly.

Feng Dianyu stood firm and threw a punch, saying, “Come again!”

A bead of sweat dripped from her chin.

Song Yixuan sighed helplessly, "If you want to investigate, just ask me." What does it mean that he didn't ask a single question after fighting for so long? "A gentleman talks, not fights!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Feng Dianyu clenched his fists and was about to rush towards Song Yixuan.

“Dianyu!” Feng Dianwen came out at this time. When he was chasing Guan Qian just now, he saw through the door that Feng Dianyu and Song Yixuan were fighting in the yard. He shouted softly, “What are you doing? Stop it now!”

Feng Dianyu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Shut up!"

Feng Dianwen felt embarrassed.

Song Yixuan had no choice but to say, "Bring two bottles of water." She sighed helplessly and greeted Feng Dianyu who was attacking her.

"You try your best." Feng Dianyu frowned and said unhappily, "Do you look down on me?"

Song Yixuan increased the strength of his feet, looked at Feng Dianyu who failed to block with his hand and said: "20% of your strength, is it enough?"

Feng Dianyu covered his chest and bit his lower lip tightly.

Only 20% of your strength?

How powerful is she?

Feng Dianwen saw that Song Yixuan would not suffer any harm at the hands of Feng Dianyu, so he went in and fetched two bottles of water with confidence, "I'll put them here for you. It's hot, take a rest and drink some water, okay?"

Feng Dianyu didn't even look at him and said angrily, "Get lost!"

Song Yixuan said, "Mind your own business."

They both spoke in unison.

Feng Dianwen’s smile froze on his face instantly, and he quickly left the “battlefield” where the two women were fighting.

It’s so hard to be a peacemaker!

After several fights, Song Yixuan suddenly said, "I remember, you are, Ying!" She stared at Feng Dianyu in front of her, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose.

Feng Dianyu was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled, and his cold expression suddenly became a little unnatural, but he still said in a concealing manner: "What shadow? Stop making up stories for me!"

Song Yixuan pushed his drooping hair back and said slowly, "Every city has at least one shadow. They may be senior white-collar workers in commercial buildings, street cleaners, or beggars begging on the roadside. In short, they will travel to every corner of the city, find out everyone living here, and find out everything that has happened in the city. They must have a strong enough memory to integrate all these fragmented information into their brains."

Feng Dianyu sneered and clapped his hands, "The story is very interesting. Anything else?"

Song Yixuan cleared his dry throat and continued, "I also know that the Ying organization is directly under the Ministry of State Security. The earliest batch of Ying were transferred from underground party members during the Anti-Japanese War, and successors need to undergo strict selection and training. Many illegal things happen in every city every day, but these can be handled by the public security or criminal police in the jurisdiction. You only need to pass on some information that may endanger the overall security of the country to your superiors. Of course, if the local area encounters a case that is difficult to advance, you will also provide the police with the clues you know through your own methods. But no matter what your profession is, the identity of Ying can never be made public, not even to family members and friends."

At this point, she suddenly realized that Ying and her 711 had very similar identities. They were both carrying out secret missions in the dark, and their identities could not be disclosed to the outside world.

It’s just that Ying has to stay in one city, while everyone in 711 has to travel all over the world.

Feng Dianyu's vigilance instantly reached its peak, and he stared at Song Yixuan with sharp eyes.

The people who know this in such detail and so clearly must be either high-ranking officials of the Ministry of State Security or shadow officials themselves, or they can only be spies sent by foreign countries.

Since Song Yixuan said that she suddenly remembered it, it couldn't be Ying.

She is so young, it is even more impossible for her to hold a senior leadership position.

Then he can only be a spy from a certain country, and judging from his skills and ability to dig out information, he must be a high-level spy.

For a moment, Feng Dianyu looked at Song Yixuan like he was staring at his prey, his fists clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound.

However, Song Yixuan’s fighting power was too high, so she didn’t dare to act rashly.

"Which country sent you here? How long have you been in Country H?"

The corners of Song Yixuan's mouth suddenly dropped.

Don't dare to make such a joke. She is a serious Chinese. The world can bear witness to her deep patriotism.

"Why are you so nervous? We are half colleagues." Song Yixuan felt his mouth dry and his throat was almost smoking, so he strode towards the mineral water on the table.

"You, you stop!" Feng Dianyu tried, but he didn't dare to go forward directly, "Don't, don't move. Is that person inside your accomplice?"

Song Yixuan said, "Are you overthinking it? Just because you are a shadow, you can't think that everyone is a spy, right?" She quickly walked over, picked up the water, and drank the whole bottle in one gulp.

Feng Dianyu reacted quickly and walked up to Song Yixuan who was enjoying the shade under the tree, with an attitude as if he was chasing him relentlessly.

"Go check me out." Song Yixuan now hoped that Feng Dianyu could find out her identity. "I told you that I'm from the Ministry of State Security, but you still didn't believe me. Go check it out yourself, okay?"

……

In the living room, Feng Dianwen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. When he saw Song Yixuan and Feng Dianwen stop, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Jingqiu said: "I can tell you where your mother's grave is. It's Qingzhu Cemetery, No. 233, Qinglin North Road, Shanghua District. When you get there, the questions in your heart will naturally be answered."

Rather than letting Guan Qian take risks in Feng's house, it would be better to let him discover that Yun Fujia's tomb is actually a cenotaph. In this way, Guan Qian can also know that Yun Fujia's body is still with Feng Zhaomin.

But if that were the case, he would not be able to see Yun Fujia with his own eyes.

Guan Qian said, "Thank you for your kindness." He stood up and walked out, as if he did not intend to accept the favor.

"If your mother is still alive, she wouldn't want you to go to the Feng family." Sun Jingqiu spoke quickly, trying to stop Guan Qian's impulsive actions. "She is in Qingzhu Cemetery, you can go there to see her."

Just pretend that Yun Fujia was really buried in Qingzhu Cemetery.

She resumed her normal pace and said, "The largest and best red peony in the yard was planted by your mother herself. I have taken care of it for so many years, and finally you came to visit. You can take it away, as a token of my gratitude for her entrustment."

Guan Qian's face turned ashen, suppressing his anger and condensing a chill.

He loosened his clenched fists, raised his feet and continued walking outside.

Before Guan Qian was about to step out of the door, Sun Jingqiu suddenly said, "She said her name was Cheng Xiaozhen!"

This was the last time Yun Fujia said to Sun Jingqiu when he left her. He suddenly stopped in the middle of the yard, looked back and said the last words to her.

She said, "My name is Cheng Xiaozhen. Now, you are the only one who knows my real name." Whether you want to hear it or not, you know it.

Guan Qian did not stop. His long legs stepped down the stairs one after another and walked straight towards Song Yixuan. He could not help but silently said in his heart: "Cheng, Xiao, Zhen?"

Is Yun Fujia just a pseudonym?

No wonder he couldn’t find any information about Yun Fujia’s life after searching for so many years.

"Why are you sweating all over your forehead?" Guan Qian walked closer, and the aura he exuded instantly softened. He revealed a gentle and deep smile and gently wiped the sweat from Song Yixuan's forehead.

"It's okay." Song Yixuan stood up and asked, "Can we go now?"

Otherwise, Feng Dianyu would continue to stare at her covetously.

Guan Qian smiled and nodded.

Song Yixi picked him up and started to leave.

Guan Qian glanced at the blooming flowers nearby, looked at the back of Song Yixuan who was pulling him forward, and called out, "Yixuan."

Song Yixuan turned around and asked, "Hmm?"

Guan Qian pulled Song Yixuan to the flower bed and asked, "Is there anything you like?"

Song Yixuan pointed to the most gorgeous peony in the middle and said, "That one."

"Okay." Guan Qian said nothing, and directly climbed over the bamboo fence and brought out the pot of red peonies, "Let's go."

Song Yixuan turned around and saw Feng Dianyu looking at him angrily.

So Feng Dianyu thought they were stealing the flowers from her house?

Song Yixuan grinned at her and walked away triumphantly.