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

Han Congxue held the mission report in his hand, and he was really trying to force Lin Xia to death.

Over the years, the company has issued less than five S-level missions in total.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not have the power to issue such a level of task. Unfortunately, this is Lao Lang. He has been fighting for the company for many years and the points he has are enough for him to issue such a task.

In the mission release room, more and more Military Intelligence Bureau secret agents and killers came up.

Looking at the task report that had been posted on the wall, everyone smiled with excitement, evil charm, and excitement...

And so on with different emotions.

Han Congxue trembled slightly as he looked at these people. These were all the top killers in the company.

Among them there are even killers as powerful as Lao Lang.

There are masters who are proficient in blasting, assassination, marksmanship, strategy, tracking, etc. If this power is really added together, Han Congxue has no doubt that they can turn half of the South City upside down.

But this group of people are now just here to deal with one person!

Han Congxue grabbed the old wolf in anger, with a rare cold look in his eyes.

"Brother, let me ask you."

"It's a fight to the death, isn't it?"

"Junior sister, don't blame me."

"If you want to blame someone, blame Lin Xia. He shouldn't be a traitor, let alone provoke you."

"But he happens to be a high-ranking official in the South City Secret Service Bureau, so his superiors have tacitly allowed me to do this."

"On the contrary, if he were an ordinary person, the company's top management would never allow me to kill innocent people." Lao Lang said calmly.

Snapped!

Han Congxue slapped him again!

"Brother! He just saved you, you shouldn't be like this!"

At this moment, Old Wolf suddenly became a little excited and said, "Why would I, Old Wolf, need a traitor to save me?"

He was almost roaring, and it was rare for him to lose his temper at Han Congxue.

During the time they had known each other for so long, he had always held his junior sister in his hands for fear of breaking her, and held her in his mouth for fear of melting her.

But this time he really couldn't help it.

She continued, "Rose, your real name is Han Congxue."

"But what about me? What's my real name?"

Han Congxue was stunned because...his senior brother was just called Lao Lang and didn't have a real name.

"I, Laolang, was raised by wolves in a wolf den. Someone from the company found me and told me that my parents were killed by traitors."

"I haven't even had a fucking name since I was little! Why? Because of those heartless traitors!"

"You're asking me to let a traitor go now! Impossible! I won't do that even if I die!"

The old wolf roared uncontrollably. As for the so-called favor that Lin Xia did for saving him, it didn't seem to stir up much waves in his heart.

Han Congxue couldn't stop her tears from falling. She turned around and said, "Okay, Senior Brother, I will protect Lin Xia in my own way."

"I don't deny that Lin Xia is a traitor, but before I discover his evil deeds, I will never allow anyone to kill him."

"Similarly, if I ever find him doing something evil, I will do it myself."

After saying that, Han Congxue left the task release room.

Old Wolf's heart paused as he looked at his junior sister's figure. He clenched his fists, but his eyes were firm.

I am sure that my junior sister and the traitor Lin Xia will never have a good ending if they are together.

......

At this time, Lin Xia came to the grocery store on the edge of the city as scheduled.

Lao Jin and Mantou were packing up some things in the store. After some renovations, the grocery store looked a bit more presentable, and people started to come in one after another.

It's no longer like before, where anyone who comes can find clues.

After seeing Lin Xia coming, Lao Jin signaled Mantou to close the shop door and go upstairs.

An oil lamp was lit on the dark second floor.

Lin Xia sat at a broken wooden table, and Lao Jin pushed a piece of jute paper in front of Lin Xia.

In the dim light of the oil lamp, Lin Xia frowned as he looked at the contents on the yellow paper.

Old Jin's wrinkled face was illuminated by the dim oil lamp, and Lin Xia found his face somewhat frightening...

"Lin Xia, this is a new task from above. It's also the first high-level task my site has received since its establishment."

"We firmly believe in this mission. The Party organization hopes... you can express your opinion. If it is really difficult, I will speak to my superiors."

"Because we are just a small site, our superiors will understand our difficulties."

Lin Xia paused as she looked at the contents on the yellow paper...This task is a bit shitty.

It is probably that members of the Sakura royal family will rush to the South City area, and their purpose of coming here is to receive a national treasure of China.

This national treasure is of great significance and must not be lost overseas.

It is said that the party organization's preliminary investigation found that this national treasure is most likely a founding imperial seal.

However, it is not clear which dynasty it belongs to, nor is it clear where the national treasure is now.

"Comrade Lin Xia, although I, Old Jin, firmly believe in our Party, I am also a materialist."

"But it's hard to say whether a treasure like the founding jade seal of China has anything to do with the word 'national destiny'."

"I hope you can take it seriously." Lao Jin frowned deeply.

Lin Xia's expression was equally heavy as she said, "Okay..."

After reading all the contents on the butter paper, burn it with an oil lamp.

After drinking a few sips of tea in the grocery store, he left and walked towards the garden community.

Along the way, Lin Xia was thinking about what to do about this matter.

There was actually quite a bit of information written on the yellow paper. The party organization found out that the Sakura Royal Family would land at Nanjiao Airport by plane in two days.

According to the Japanese's security and confidentiality practices, it was inferred that this royal family member would probably stay in a nearby parliament building for one or two days after the plane landed.

There is nothing else, not even the name or appearance of this royal family member.

Because there was no information about the national treasure, Lin Xia could only start with this member of the royal family.

I remembered Lao Jin's hopeful eyes before he left, and also remembered those words: "Do you... believe in national destiny?"

A national treasure like the founding imperial seal will certainly carry part of China's national destiny. Such a treasure is different from those landscape paintings, calligraphy and jars.

Maybe...it will really affect the destiny of the country, so no matter what, we must not fall into the hands of the Japanese.

...

She walked back home along a small path, but upon entering the house, Lin Xia was stunned...

"Wife????"

As soon as she entered the room, she found Han Congxue tinkering with something in the kitchen. At the moment Lin Xia entered the room, Han Congxue brought plates of food to the table.

"I'm home?"

"Come on, I made you something delicious."

Han Congxue wiped her hands with her kitchen apron and motioned Lin Xia to come in for dinner.

This scene made Lin Xia feel uncomfortable. This warm scene was something she couldn't imagine.

Isn't this exactly the scene that happened in Binjiang? But how come it appears in Nancheng again now?

"Wife."

"How did you know...that I live here? How did you get in without a key?"

Han Congxue stared at Lin Xia as if she were a fool and said, "Idiot."

"Have you forgotten what your wife does?"

Lin Xia laughed at herself. Yes, Han Congxue was a Military Intelligence Bureau spy.

After knowing that Lin Xia is the director of the Secret Service Bureau, it is not difficult to investigate the director and open the lock.

She had no time to care about the food. After entering the room, Lin Xia hugged Han Congxue and felt her delicate breath.

Putting her cheek against his, she asked, "Why did you come here suddenly? Are you not used to staying in the company?"

Han Congxue said calmly, "I want to continue using you as a cover for my identity, is that not okay?"

"If you're afraid I'll get you into trouble, I'll leave now."