Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

At the same time, Su Ming felt a faint sense of unease rising in his heart. He understood that everything Zheng Yaoxian had done might have gone beyond his original plan, and even the delicate relationship between them might be drastically altered.

"No, I must get more information," Su Ming decided secretly. Zheng Yaoxian was still busy with his work, but he was a little distracted, mentally deducing what might happen next.

His eyes never left Zheng Yaoxian's communicator, his mind rapidly constructing one possible scenario after another: If Zheng Yaoxian was indeed contacting someone else, the events behind this might become increasingly complicated. The game between him and Zheng Yaoxian might be undergoing some subtle shift, and this shift would directly affect his next course of action.

"But we still have to see who he's contacting." Su Ming felt an unprecedented sense of nervousness. Zheng Yaoxian's movements were calm, but every message he sent from the communicator seemed to quietly reveal his inner anxiety and unease. He entered each message with extreme caution, as if afraid to leave any trace.

Su Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he decided not to wait any longer. He couldn't let Zheng Yaoxian notice he was paying attention to this matter. After a few seconds of pause, Su Ming suddenly made a decision: he needed to quickly approach Zheng Yaoxian and see the contents of the communicator with his own eyes. He couldn't miss a single detail.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his position, and prepared to approach Zheng Yaoxian silently. Every step required extreme caution, stepping lightly over the scattered gravel to avoid making a single sound. Aside from the faint sound of his own heartbeat, everything else in the air seemed unusually quiet.

Zheng Yaoxian remained focused, his head bowed, but he seemed to sense something amiss. His sudden alertness prompted him to type faster into his communicator. Su Ming's heart trembled, realizing Zheng Yaoxian must have discovered something, though he didn't yet know what it was. This realization spurred Su Ming's actions to accelerate, ready to seize this opportunity and gather as much information as possible.

As the situation drew closer, Su Ming's emotions grew increasingly complex. All the efforts and planning of the past few months seemed to be leading up to this moment. Whether he succeeded or not, this moment would completely change his relationship with Zheng Yaoxian, and possibly the course of events.

Su Ming's gaze shifted from Zheng Yaoxian's figure, a moment's pause allowing him to sink back into his own thoughts. Despite the tense situation, Zheng Yaoxian remained in the shadows, intently communicating with someone, but his thoughts had inadvertently drifted further afield. Suddenly, an unexplained feeling welled up in his heart, like a silent call that he felt as if he hadn't noticed.

"Strawberry?" Su Ming murmured softly, his voice carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible ripple. The taste of that memory was like a gentle breeze brushing through his heart, bringing with it a sense of long-lost warmth.

He thought of the place that once belonged to him, where there was a small field where strawberries were harvested every year. Ripening in the sun, they were a brilliant crimson, hanging from the branches like a gift from the earth. Every spring, he would pick some strawberries, dip them in their sweet juice, and walk home with them, enjoying a moment of peace and contentment.

"It was so peaceful back then." Su Ming thought to himself, but this peace was fleeting, and there were still lurking crises and unknown threats before him.

But the image of the strawberries lingered in his mind. They shimmered in the sunlight, as if reminding him that after all the hardships and exhaustion, there would eventually be a moment of respite, just like the peaceful days he had once experienced, quiet and beautiful. He couldn't help but feel a little lost, as if in that moment, all the chaos was temporarily cast behind him. A deep longing quietly grew in his heart, a longing to one day return to those carefree days, to stand in those fields and pick sweet strawberries with his hands again.

He looked up. The surroundings had become hazy. Zheng Yaoxian was still in the darkness, meticulously operating his communication equipment. Su Ming's gaze no longer lingered on Zheng Yaoxian. His eyes grew empty, as if searching for an unattainable answer. A deep longing grew stronger, as if he wanted to temporarily put aside all the stress and troubles of the past few years, just to find that simple, peaceful satisfaction.

"Strawberry." He repeated the word in a low voice again. It was the taste of his childhood, the strawberry with a mixture of earthy aroma and fresh fruity fragrance, the sweet flesh melting on the tip of the tongue, making people intoxicated.

And now, in this dangerous situation, he suddenly seemed to have a strange feeling about all of this. The image of strawberry gradually emerged from his memory, becoming clearer and clearer, as if it was the simplest yet most precious beauty in life, incompatible with this chaotic and tense world.

"Perhaps I'm truly too exhausted," Su Ming thought to himself, feeling a weariness he'd never felt before. Every day was filled with turmoil and risk. Battles, disguises, espionage—all of it had long since numbed him. Yet, at this moment, the strawberry field and the peace it represented suddenly surfaced in his mind. He wanted to go there, to escape this strife-ridden land and reclaim his long-lost, carefree self.

He sighed, the image of the strawberry still lingering in his mind. Even though he was in danger, even though he knew he couldn't get lost in this chaos, the desire was still deeply rooted in his heart, causing him to fall into deep thought.

"It would be nice if there were strawberries," he thought silently.

He suddenly realized that he was not simply longing for the taste of strawberries, but rather a power that could heal his soul. Whether he was depressed or faced with despair, those simple and natural things were the best medicine to calm his heart.

But strawberries can't appear here.

Su Ming snapped back to his senses, realizing his distraction could lead to serious trouble. Zheng Yaoxian had already completed his communication and slowly stood up, preparing to leave the shadowed location. Su Ming, alert, quickly collected his thoughts and regained his composure. He had to act quickly and not let Zheng Yaoxian discover his whereabouts.