The mask was shot off, my husband, you are the king of spy wars

Snap, snap...

Lin Xia couldn't stop her tears from falling.

"Wife..."

"I'm not a traitor, I'm just a shadow..."

This is top secret, and it seems that even if Lin Xia wants to be with Han Congxue, it is too late.

Lin Xia felt heartbroken for a moment.

In this riverside city full of spies, there are spies' inspections everywhere, devils' actions everywhere, and police arrests everywhere.

Only from my wife can I get a little warmth.

And all of this... is about to be shattered.

There was a piece of paper stuck on the back of the envelope. Lin Xia quickly opened it and took a look. After reading the first few words, she felt like a thousand arrows were piercing her heart!

【Divorce Agreement! 】

[Husband: Lin Xia, Wife: Han Congxue. ]

I, Han Congxue, am unvirtuous and unethical. I voluntarily divorce Mr. Lin Xia and leave the house empty-handed...

Lin Xia knew that Han Congxue was trying to free Lin Xia and let him find another one. With this divorce agreement, Lin Xia would not be criticized.

At the bottom of the agreement was a bloody handprint...

With blood as the seal, Lin Xia could hardly imagine what Han Congxue was thinking at that time.

Maybe...she is in pain too.

As an ace agent, Lin Xia didn't know what to do and sat down on the sofa with tears streaming down her face.

"Really? We can't even see each other for the last time..."

Lin Xia's brain was working frantically. At this time...

"The identities of the Military Control Commission are extremely sensitive, so it's impossible to take the main roads, so the only options are air and water routes."

"The nearest airport is also controlled by the Japanese, so... it must be a waterway!"

"Yes! The dock!"

"The food is still hot, so he must not have gone far!"

Thinking of this, Lin Xia went out like crazy and drove out of the city from the back gate and headed straight for the dock.

Even if... it's just one last time.

......

At the riverside pier, a cruise ship's chimney was emitting billowing white smoke and a deafening buzzing sound.

Han Congxue, who was on the bow deck, was holding onto the railing with tears in her eyes, staring at the shore.

Feng Shui has three thousand strands of hair, and the number one female shooter at the Binjiang Military Control Station seems to be as gentle as water at this moment, and no longer has any cruelty.

At this time, Zhao Qian came over and said, "Rose, it's okay. It's windy outside."

"It's a long journey to South City. It would be very difficult to deal with if you get sick on the way."

Han Congxue was stunned, turned around and asked in surprise: "Are we going to South City?"

Zhao Qian smiled and said, "Hehe, how about it, you didn't expect it, did you?"

"It's in Nancheng where your father is. Once you get to Nancheng, you can go home more often. Your father misses you very much."

"Was it arranged by my father?" Han Congxue couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Qian nodded and said, "Yes, this time we are lucky enough to have been arranged to a good place by Han Yaowang. Otherwise, we would not know where to go."

"But we can't let our guard down. The situation in South City is even more complicated than in Binjiang City. Unit 76 is rampant, puppet troops are rampant, and killings in the streets are not uncommon."

"And this time, the stationmaster will probably be promoted from the top to the second in command, so naturally..."

Han Congxue: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhao. No matter where you go, you are working for the Party and the country."

Han Yaowang not only has a close relationship with several teachers of the puppet government, but also has some connections in the Kuomintang government.

After all, no matter what era it is, as long as you have money, you can make friends wherever you go.

A few minutes later, the cruise ship started moving. Han Congxue clung to the railing and watched it getting farther and farther away from the shore.

"Lin Xia..."

Han Congxue waited for a while, but she never saw that figure until the cruise ship left the shore.

At that time, she wanted to say goodbye to Lin Xia properly, but she searched for Lin Xia all over Binjiang City but could not find her.

Maybe...it was fate that the two of them ended up being the wrong couple.

Tears are shed by the river, I will never see my beloved again as I go away. I miss you forever.

"Goodbye."

Just as Han Congxue turned around to leave the deck, a heart-wrenching cry suddenly came.

In the distance, there is a figure on the shore.

Han Congxue shuddered all over. The familiar voice made her turn around and look towards the shore.

That figure...

It’s Lin Xia, Lin Xia!

The tanker was far away from the shore and its figure was a little blurry.

Lin Xia could be seen waving desperately towards this side, and naturally she also saw Han Congxue on the deck.

"Han Congxue!!!"

"I love you!"

Lin Xia stood on the shore and shouted desperately, and her voice reached the tanker.

Han Congxue finally saw Lin Xia and heard Lin Xia's cry. At this moment, Han Congxue couldn't help but cover his mouth and cry.

As the tanker moved further and further away from the shore, she could no longer hear what Lin Xia was shouting, but the next second a shocking scene appeared.

Lin Xia on the shore actually took out the divorce agreement given by Han Congxue and tore it into pieces on the shore!

With a wave of his hand, the torn divorce agreement floated into the riverside water with the wind.

Han Congxue collapsed on the deck of the ship, crying. He naturally understood what Lin Xia meant.

Her original intention of leaving this divorce agreement was to make it easier to handle other procedures if Lin Xia remarried. Now Lin Xia tore it up in front of her.

This also means...

In this life, I will never marry again, I will only love you...

"Lin Xia..."

"Lin Xia..."

Han Congxue now completely understood that Lin Xia... was a traitor, and loved her... as well.

The cruise ship sailed away and disappeared from sight. Lin Xia stood on the shore and looked at it for a long time.

In this life, I don't know if I can see you again...

"Don't worry, we will see each other again, definitely, definitely." Lin Xia murmured.

......

Lin Xia left the dock and returned to Binjiang City.

The Eighth Route Army in front of the main gate continued to advance, and the battle between the two sides was fierce, but Lin Xia in the city felt more and more that something was wrong.

The rhythm of the attack is obviously wrong, it's chaotic, very chaotic!

Too messy!

Lin Xia stood on the roof of Qinghua Building, frowning as she listened to the sound.

The rhythm of the attack and the density of gunfire can be used to judge the tactical coordination, casualties and firepower configuration.

Obviously...the Eighth Route Army was at a disadvantage.

"That shouldn't be..."

"Logically speaking, killing the Yamamoto Twelve Devils should have thrown the enemy's forces into chaos. Could it be that... there's another expert among the Devils?"

Lin Xia was confused for a moment.

Finally, Lin Xia planned to go to the Secret Service Bureau to investigate. After all, the Intelligence Department of the Secret Service Bureau was the most developed intelligence department in the entire Binjiang City.

"Hello, Director Lin!"

"Hello, Director Lin!"

...

As soon as you enter the door of the Secret Service Bureau, the young agents on both sides treat you with great courtesy.

Because of the last fake death, Lin Xia's high-profile martyrdom also made this group of spies fully understand Lin Xia's importance.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw Chen Feng coming towards me.

"Hey, Director Lin, I was just about to come look for you. Come with me to my office."

"Yes, Chief."

...

In the office, a few minutes later.

Bang! Lin Xia slapped the table in shock.

"What! You want to transfer me to South City?"