Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

Guo Xiaoan and Wang Xingyun on this side did not dare to say it directly on the phone, but just emphasized that there was important matter to discuss.

The two parties agreed to meet in two days.

After hanging up the phone, Ma Liang couldn't figure out for a moment why Guo Xiaoan, such a cautious old underground worker, broke the underground work principles and took the initiative to contact himself on another line.

Ma Liang could only make full preparations.

That night, Ma Liang operated a drone to install a miniature spy camera with infrared night vision function in a hidden corner of the building opposite Chunlai Hall, facing the gate of Chunlai Hall.

Over the next two days, Ma Liang used this miniature camera to conduct a comprehensive surveillance of Chunlai Hall.

Only after finding no suspicious signs did Ma Liang decide to keep the appointment.

"Shit! Where's that face you used to play the special envoy last time? Where's that frequency of voice change?"

In an empty corner, Ma Liang took a few seconds to remember which face he had used to play the special envoy a few months ago. He carefully put on makeup and adjusted the frequency of the voice changer.

This is an occupational disease of agents. Many times they have to play several roles at the same time and grasp the details. The mental and energy required is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

Many agents retire because of long-term depression, which has caused them to be in a state of tension and high pressure for a long time, leading to mental illness and forcing them to retire.

Even Ma Liang can only maintain two or three fake identities for a long time. If he has more than that, like Mr. Wu, he will easily become mentally ill.

Most of the fake identities are disposable and can be thrown away after use, which does not require time and energy to maintain.

Finally, after confirming that there was no problem with the disguise on his face and checking that the M1935 pistol he had carefully selected and modified had bullets in the chamber, Ma Liang disguised himself as a businessman and carried a briefcase into Chunlai Hall.

After confirming his identity, Ma Liang followed Guo Xiaoan to a room in the back hall.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Zhang saw his savior and shouted respectfully:

"Hello, Special Envoy!"

"Hello, hello! You are the one from last time, little..."

At that time, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li had blood all over their faces, and they were minor characters, so Ma Liang really didn't take the time to remember them.

"Commander, you have a good memory. I am Xiao Zhang."

Xiao Zhang's eyes were filled with excitement when he saw that his idol still remembered him.

When Ma Liang was greeting Xiao Zhang, his eyes were always on a skinny old man in his fifties or sixties who hadn't spoken a word.

"Who is this······"

Seeing that the special envoy didn't recognize him, Wang Xingyun's face showed confusion and sadness for the first time. In the end, he could only helplessly take the initiative to speak:

"Special Correspondent, have you already forgotten about your old friend after just a few months?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ma Liang instinctively became nervous when he looked into the old man's eyes again.

The stubbornness and determination that were unique to the underground party members reminded Ma Liang of something. After carefully comparing the facial features of the old man, Ma Liang blurted out in shock:

"Wang Xingyun? Your makeup skills are pretty good! I didn't even notice it!"

Ma Liang was not complimenting him, but was being honest. It was unbelievable to him that as a professional elite agent he could not see through Wang Xingyun's "makeup" even at such a close distance.

"Haha~"

"Special Correspondent, you are joking. I am not wearing any makeup."

Wang Xingyun was amused by Ma Liang's words and gave a bitter smile, then explained.

Ma Liang was unconvinced and looked at it carefully again. He really didn't find any unnatural traces of makeup. It was completely natural.

"Could it be?"

Ma Liang's mind flashed with thought for less than two seconds. Being familiar with history, he instantly thought of something through Wang Xingyun's experience.

His face suddenly turned cold.

Seeing that Ma Liang looked unhappy, Wang Xingyue took the initiative to smooth things over.

"Wouldn't it be better for me to do underground work in my current state? It's like I've completely changed my identity."

Ma Liang did not say anything about this, but asked:

"You contacted me urgently this time. Is there something urgent?"

Wang Xingyue's face instantly became a little embarrassed, but the situation was urgent, so she had to speak:

"That's right. We have a batch of the same crude tungsten ore as last time, and we would like to ask the special envoy to help us sell it through your channels."

You went through all this trouble to contact me and risk being exposed just to do business?

Ma Liang looked at Wang Xingyun and Guo Xiaoan in disbelief, and after a long while he asked back:

"Do you understand the principles of underground work? You are still old underground people."

Seeing Ma Liang's big reaction, Wang Xingyue knew that if she didn't explain the whole story clearly, she would not be able to convince Ma Liang to agree to help, so she explained helplessly:

"We also know that this violates the principles of underground work, but we really have no other choice! That's why we took the risk to find you!"

After saying that, he explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Ma Liang wanted to curse after hearing this bizarre story. If you don’t understand business, don’t give blind orders!

It's a pity they thought of going all in to buy tungsten ore at this time!

When the people above make mistakes, the people below have to clean up the mess!

But thinking of the soldiers who were about to starve and Wang Xingyun and others in front of him, Ma Liang finally resisted the urge to refuse and agreed.

After they discussed the handover method, Ma Liang left Chunlai Hall.

The next night, Ma Liang took away the tungsten ore and left the payment according to the previous price.

When Wang Xingyun returned to the base with the payment for the goods, he became a big celebrity in the base again.

Originally, they vigorously promoted the Soha Tungsten Mine in the hope of gaining economic rights.

But Deputy Director Zhang, who had no business experience and almost brought devastating damage to the base's finances, naturally began to stand aside, and his face became even uglier when he looked at Wang Xingyun.

After helping Wang Xingyun and the others, Ma Liang began to think about another important thing.

The Xiao Rizi Army, the group that posed the greatest direct threat to the Celestial Empire and Ma Liang, was reluctant to use the radio to transmit confidential information because they could not find the cause of the leak.

This made Ma Liang, who was getting intelligence through the radio, lose his understanding of the Xiao Rizi Army for a while, which made him feel uneasy.

Knowing Xiao Rizi's character well, he didn't believe that Xiao Rizi would really let it go and stop taking revenge on him.

Inside the Japanese Expeditionary Force Headquarters in Shanghai, a Japanese captain in the mailroom held an envelope with a security seal and looked at the empty mailroom, shouting angrily:

"Is there anyone else? Where are all the people in your mailroom? Send someone to deliver this confidential document to the Sixth Division Headquarters in Zhoucheng."

After a while, a lieutenant came out from the pile of documents with a tired look on his face and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Put the documents here and fill in the destination over there. When the person who distributes them to us is free, he will deliver it to you."

After saying that, he continued to bury his head in the pile of documents with a helpless look on his face.

Since the headquarters ordered a temporary halt to the transmission of confidential and above information via radio, there are so many documents that cannot be delivered by manpower.