Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

On the boat, Lu Yang and Li Wenjuan sat quietly in the corner, surrounded by a bustling crowd. The air was filled with the salty sea breeze and the stench of sweat from the crowd.

Lu Yang leaned against the wooden board of the cabin, his face pale, his breathing heavy, and he occasionally let out a few suppressed coughs.

All this was just a disguise he carefully designed to keep others away.

Li Wenjuan leaned closely against Lu Yang, feeling his slightly cool body temperature, and the fear and anxiety in her heart surged like a tide.

"Cough... cough cough..." Lu Yang coughed again, his voice hoarse, as if his lungs were about to be torn apart. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, as if trying to hide something.

The surrounding passengers subconsciously stepped back, disgusted expressions on their faces. It was best to stay away from this sick guy to avoid being infected.

Li Wenjuan lowered her head and looked around in panic. Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her throat.

She held Lu Yang's hand tightly, her fingertips were cold, and she didn't dare to reveal any flaws.

At this time, she was dressed as a Japanese woman named Ishikawa Muzi. Although the name sounded familiar, she was already very unfamiliar with the current Japan. She just prayed that this play could continue until they reached the shore safely.

Outside the cabin, waves pounded against the hull, making a low roar, as if warning them of the dangers ahead. As the sky darkened, the sea breeze grew colder. Li Wenjuan couldn't help but shrink her neck, feeling a chill running from her feet to her heart.

She suppressed her discomfort, pretending nothing had happened, and tried her best to hide herself in the crowd so that no one would notice her.

"Muzi, are you cold?" Lu Yang asked in a low voice. From now on, they would communicate in Japanese.

He looked at her with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but he had to pretend that nothing had happened.

Li Wenjuan shook her head slightly. She didn't want to make Lu Yang worry.

But the fear in her heart was devouring her all the time. She was afraid that she would collapse in such a small space.

Suddenly, the hull shook violently, and then began to shake violently.

Li Wenjuan was startled by the sudden jolt and nearly fell, but Lu Yang reached out and caught her in time. The crowd around her also became agitated, and some even screamed in panic.

Li Wenjuan heard someone cursing behind her, and some even started praying.

"Oh no, we're encountering a storm!" Lu Yang whispered, frowning.

He could feel the ship's violent swaying, as if it would be swallowed by the waves at any moment. He quickly glanced around, looking for a glimmer of safety, but soon realized that this dilapidated passenger ship could not withstand such a storm.

"Lu Yang..." Li Wenjuan clutched his sleeve tightly, her voice trembling slightly, "Will we... die in a foreign land?"

Her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Lu Yang's heart. He gently hugged her and pulled her into his arms, as if to use his body to shield her from the outside wind and rain.

Li Wenjuan leaned on his chest and felt his strong heartbeat, which was her only support in this chaos.

"No," Lu Yang said in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on the sea outside the cabin.

The storm was raging and the ship was rocking violently, but he had to remain calm. Only by staying calm could he find a way to survive. "We will be safe."

Li Wenjuan looked at him with tears in her eyes. Although she knew in her heart that Lu Yang's words were just comfort, she would rather choose to believe him. At least at this moment, she didn't want to think about the terrible consequences.

The boat was shaking more and more violently in the wind and waves, as if it would capsize at any time.

The lights in the cabin flickered, and the swaying of the ship made a creaking sound that was very disturbing.

Outside the cabin, the waves hit the hull, making a dull loud noise, as if the whole ship was groaning.

Lu Yang hugged Li Wenjuan tightly and felt her body trembling slightly.

He understood her fear and knew he had to reassure her.

But at this moment, the hull suddenly tilted to one side, and the huge inertia almost caused everyone to fall.

Li Wenjuan screamed and grabbed Lu Yang's clothes tightly with both hands, as if this could prevent her from being thrown out.

"Hold on to me!" Lu Yang growled, steadying himself. His feet planted firmly on the floor, his body adjusting to the swaying of the boat, holding Li Wenjuan in his arms to prevent her from coming to any harm.

Li Wenjuan pressed close to him, feeling his strength and the warm breath.

The ship was shaking violently, as if drifting on the dark sea, with no direction.

Li Wenjuan closed her eyes and let her tears fall.

She imagined the worst possible outcome, imagining herself being swept into the icy sea and finally sinking into endless darkness.

She was scared, so scared that her heart seemed to beat out of her chest.

"We will be fine," Lu Yang repeated in a low voice, as if this could make himself believe it.

He could feel Li Wenjuan's fear, and every tremor of hers was transmitted to his heart. He didn't dare to let go of her hand, as if once he let go, she would disappear from his side and fall into the boundless abyss.

The storm continued, and the ship struggled on the dark sea, as if it would be swallowed up at any moment. Li Wenjuan felt her consciousness gradually fade and her body became heavier.

She didn't want to die like this, didn't want to become a cold corpse in this unfamiliar sea.

Lu Yang noticed her change and his heart tightened. He didn't dare stop, nor did he dare give up. He hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Wenjuan, hold on. When the storm passes, we'll be safe."

Li Wenjuan forced herself to open her eyes and looked into Lu Yang's resolute eyes.

She nodded, trying to clear her head, even just a little.

She didn't want to give up and didn't want to become a ghost in this sea.

Finally, the storm gradually subsided and the shaking of the ship became less severe.

Li Wenjuan felt her heartbeat gradually stabilize, as if she had finally been pulled back from the brink of death.

She loosened her tightly bitten lips and felt a wave of weakness.

"We... survived?" she asked in a low voice, her voice weak, as if coming from far away.

"Yes, we survived." Lu Yang patted her shoulder gently. Although he was still nervous, he had to make Li Wenjuan believe that all this was over.

The passengers around gradually calmed down and silence returned to the cabin.

People returned to their seats, whispering about the thrilling experience. Some were pale, clearly still recovering from the shock.

Li Wenjuan leaned on Lu Yang's shoulder, tears still in her eyes

She felt faint, as if she had just been through a near-death experience.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her chaotic emotions, but the fear in her heart was still surging.

"Thank you, Lu...Yingnan." She said softly, with a hint of gratitude and dependence in her voice.

Lu Yang glanced at her and smiled slightly, but his smile concealed endless fatigue.

He gently held her hand and pulled her into his arms, as if this could make her feel at ease.

"Don't worry, we're safe."

...

After an unknown amount of time, a sailor opened the cabin door and shouted, "Dear passengers, we are about to arrive in Kanazawa. Please prepare your belongings to disembark."

"We're home! Long live!" A group of Japanese were cheering!

Lu Yang and Li Wenjuan also hugged each other.

"Kinazawa?"

"Wenjuan, are you familiar with Jinze?"

"I'm not familiar with it. I've always lived in Tokyo!"

"Oh no! We need to verify each other's information. We might be questioned by the Japanese police."