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

At the jewelry stall, Lao Lang inserted a white jade hairpin into Han Congxue's hair.

Han Congxue looked at herself in the mirror on the stall.

It's really good.

The old wolf was fascinated by Han Congxue's beautiful appearance.

Bought a hairpin for Han Congxue.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"Junior sister is unfamiliar, let's go over there and take a look."

"it is good."

......

At this time, Lin Xia was buying all kinds of groceries in large and small bags, starting with some food.

At least Mantou and the others had to eat their fill first. Lin Xia felt sorry for them seeing how skinny they were from starvation.

Three roast chickens, ten kilograms of rice, and a basket of vegetables should be about right.

I made some estimates and bought some daily necessities from the grocery store.

The underground station is called a grocery store, so it would be really abnormal if there were no groceries at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye would immediately notice that something is wrong.

Lin Xia attributed the reason why this underground site has not been exposed to...because they have not been on a mission for a long time.

According to Lin Xia, they had only been on one mission in the past six months, escorting an important party member out of the city, and had not been on any other missions.

Lin Xia continued to walk along the road, squeezed in the crowd...

Little did he know that it was at this moment that he passed by Han Congxue...

"Junior sister, come over here and take a look."

"Coming!"

Just at this moment, Han Congxue seemed to have caught something out of the corner of his eye.

Her years of experience as a spy have made her senses particularly sharp, and she always feels that there are familiar people around.

Of course, it was only less than a second. When Han Congxue turned around, Lin Xia had disappeared, vanishing in the crowd.

...

Inside a grocery store in a slum area.

Lin Xia squatted on the ground with several sacks of food.

Lao Jin and Mantou's eyes seemed to light up when they saw the bags of food.

Lao Jin swallowed, "All...all for us?"

Lin Xia smiled and said, "What else? What are you waiting for?"

"Eat."

"Okay! Steamed buns! Let's eat! Let's eat!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Xia watched Lao Jin and Mantou wolfing down their food.

It’s so delicious to watch the two of them eating!

It can be seen that these two people haven't had a full meal for some time.

After eating and drinking, the two thanked Lin Xia before talking about business.

"Ugh!"

"Comrade Lin, I'm not saying that."

"Let me tell you the truth."

"I've read your resume. You're a good hand."

"It's just that...you really came to the wrong place this time."

Lin Xia was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

"In such a large Nancheng, isn't this the only station we have? Don't we have any missions on weekdays?"

Lao Jin said while tapping on his pipe: "You are right, South City... is very big."

"But this is the world of spies and the puppet government."

"It's difficult for our party to survive here."

"So the higher-ups paid very little attention to this site, and even threatened to close it last month."

"Of course, there is another reason."

"Our party lacks anti-Japanese funds outside the southern city, and we are struggling."

"It's hard to protect the troops, let alone... the small station here."

"But speaking of missions..."

"There really is one. My department in the southern suburbs of the city is short of a lot of funds."

"This is a hidden mission, but we're starving, where are we going to get the money..."

"Ugh!"

After listening to Lao Jin's sigh, Lin Xia almost understood the situation.

The troops lacked funds and could hardly protect themselves, spies were rampant, and this station was not taken seriously.

So the key is to solve the funding problem now.

Lin Xia stood up and said, "Old Jin."

"Send a telegram to your superiors to restart this station. I will solve the army's funding problem within ten days."

Lao Jin was stunned. "Are you... serious?"

Lin Xia: "What else?"

After saying that, Lin Xia walked out the door.

Mantou came up to Lao Jin and said, "Uncle Jin, is this guy okay?"

Old Jin shook his head and said, "Young people are full of energy. But when they run into obstacles everywhere, they'll know how difficult it is."

"Money? Is it that easy to get? This kid is so reckless."

......

Lin Xia returned home and spent the whole night thinking about how to make money...

Half of the gold, silver and jewelry he got from Hamu was left to Binjiang, and he still had half left on him.

This amount of money would be a huge fortune for one person, but it would be insufficient if used to arm the army.

So Lin Xia planned to go to the South City Secret Service Bureau tomorrow and think of a solution. With such a large secret service bureau...it shouldn't be difficult to get some money...

The next day, Lin Xia, Chen Feng and others rushed to the South City Secret Service Bureau.

It has to be said that the Nancheng Secret Service Bureau is more than two or three times larger than the Binjiang Secret Service Bureau.

The door is open, and there is a whole building, and on the side are various small houses, canteens, warehouses, etc.

Xiong Gang grinned, "Hey, Chief, this is much better than what we have here."

Chen Feng nodded and urged, "Everyone, this is not Binjiang City. Don't act rashly."

"Don't worry, Section Chief!"

"Don't worry, Section Chief."

After urging them for a while, Chen Feng led everyone into the building and went straight to the highest office in the spy building.

Boom!

"Please come in!"

When Fatty Wu heard someone knocking on the door, he invited everyone in.

"Hey, Chen Feng!"

"Hahaha, Old Wu!"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Look, I'm here with a few people on orders."

"Hahaha! No problem, no problem. I didn't expect the superiors would invite you, Old Chen, here."

"Quick, pour the tea, pour the tea!"

......

After some pleasantries, Lin Xia understood the situation.

Chen Feng and this Fatty Wu were classmates back then, and they had always been at odds with each other since school.

The reason why Lin Xia and others were invited over was because of their performance on the secret ship.

Now there's a high-level telegram that needs to be deciphered, and no one is sure how to do it.

After Lin Xia and a few others looked at the information, they basically understood the situation.

Counterfeit money case!

After about half an hour, someone took Hu Meir, Xiong Gang and others to their respective posts to start working.

However, Lin Xia and Chen Feng were left behind.

Fatty Wu's attitude towards Lin Xia was obviously much better than Xiong Gang and the others, and he personally poured a cup of tea for Lin Xia.

"Hahaha, come on, Colonel Lin."

"I've heard about your performance on the ship. The higher-ups are full of praise for you."

"Old Chen, I don't know where you found such a good official!"

"I'll give you a toast!"

Lin Xia raised her glass with a smile.

The Nancheng counterfeit money case made the Secret Service Bureau uneasy. Once the counterfeit money flowed into the market, it would cause huge economic losses to the puppet government, so the higher-ups issued a death order.

Request the Secret Service to solve the case within a time limit!

The day is almost here.

After some pleasantries, Lin Xia was ready to start work and was taken to the decryption department.

A super large office with dozens of workstations.

I heard the noise inside before I even entered the door.

Wait? It seems to be Hu Meir.

"Bitch!"

"You're such a rebel! How dare you touch my things!"

...

When Lin Xia entered the room, she found Hu Meir was pushed to the ground!

The other person was a woman about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, with yellow wavy hair and bright red lips. She was holding a document in her hand and cursing at Hu Meir who was lying on the ground.

"Mei'er!"

"Lin Xia..."

"what happened!"

Lin Xia stepped over and pulled Hu Meir up. The other party rolled her eyes at Lin Xia.

"Humph! What are you doing! I'm afraid of you if you send someone over!"

Hu Meier explained: "Lin Xia... If you want to start working, you need to understand the previous decryption situations first. She has it in her hand, but she refuses to show it to me..."

As soon as these words came out, the other woman couldn't help but curse: "Stinky bitch!"

"Why should I show it to you?! This is what our department worked so hard to decipher. You're a newcomer and you want to see the high-level documents? I'm giving you a chance..."

Before she could finish her words.

Lin Xia turned his hand and slapped him in the face!

"Fuck you! I want to hear you curse again!"