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

"Okay, okay!"

The value of such intelligence is immeasurable, which is why Lin Xia is willing to carry out underground missions for a long time.

Some intelligence... is more important than killing people.

Commander Liu became more and more excited as he spoke, so Lin Xia told him the whole story of this information.

But when he heard Han Congxue's name, his expression couldn't help but fall.

"Commander, I hope to get help from the organization."

"I want to... make a phone call." Lin Xia said solemnly.

Liu Changkong also swallowed his saliva while holding the phone number note given by Lin Xia. Even though Xiao Aqiao had already informed him via telegram, he still couldn't help being surprised when he saw the phone number again.

"Okay, I'll...try to connect you right away."

"follow me..."

Lin Xia smiled and said, "Okay, thank you very much, Master."

The chief of staff standing by was confused. He didn't see the phone number and didn't know who to call.

Several people walked to the communications department, gave orders to the communicator, and began to wait.

Outside the communications tent, Chief of Staff Lin Xiatong was smoking a cigarette.

"Chief of Staff, Hardman, try it."

...

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the call was finally connected and a communications soldier ran out.

Liu Changkong: "Xiao Lin, Chief of Staff, I'll go in first, and then I'll call you."

"Good teacher."

......

Inside the tent, Lin Xia could hear a voice that seemed dull yet both hard and soft.

Lin Xia hadn't heard this familiar voice in years, and she couldn't help but feel excited...

Inside the tent.

Liu Changkong: "Okay."

"it is good."

"Yes, yes, yes, I will do it."

A voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Okay, Xiao Liu, give the phone to Xiao Lin."

"Yes!"

...

Liu Changkong ran out excitedly and said, "Xiao Lin, go quickly."

"Okay, Commander."

...

Inside the tent, Lin Xia picked up the phone excitedly with a trembling voice...

There was still that familiar voice on the other side.

"Godfather..."

"Are you okay..."

...

Outside the tent, Liu Changkong and the chief of staff were waiting quietly.

The two men stood at the door in military posture, with straight postures. They didn't look like division commanders at all, but more like two sentries.

Because of the high importance of the incident, Liu Changkong transferred all the soldiers early and set up a cordon 300 meters away.

The Chief of Staff couldn't help but ask curiously: "Commander, what is it..."

"It's so mysterious, isn't it?"

But the next second, Liu Changkong only showed the chief of staff two numbers, and the other party stood even straighter.

...

Lin Xia in the tent could only see two lines of tears.

After working underground for so many years, I only feel truly at ease when I hear this sound.

On the phone: "Okay."

"A mere honorary major general in the Nationalist army is nothing!"

"I'll talk to Lao Chen later. He has quite a few connections in Huangpu, so he can rest assured."

......

The call was not long, but the intimacy was indescribable.

A few minutes later, Lin Xia walked out of the tent.

Liu Changkong and the chief of staff hurried over and asked hurriedly: "How is it?"

Lin Xia smiled and nodded, "Well, it's solved..."

The two of them patted Lin Xia's shoulders and couldn't help but smile with relief.

Lin Xia felt at ease, thinking about the voice on the phone...

A mere major general in the national army, nothing...

Lin Xia stayed in the tent and had a simple meal, which was just a simple steamed bun and stewed cabbage.

There was hardly any oil in the small half bowl of dish, and the only seasoning was salt and a little bit of sauce.

Perhaps it was because he was thinking about the time when he crossed the grassland, Lin Xia ate with great relish and felt at ease...

Compared to the delicacies she ate at the Secret Service Bureau, Lin Xia felt more at ease eating the steamed buns.

"It seems like it's time to get some supplies for the military district..." Lin Xia murmured while chewing on a steamed bun.

Half an hour later, Lin Xia rode his motorcycle back to South City.

Because of the population of South City, the inspection when entering South City is much more relaxed than that of Binjiang City.

After all, the Secret Service doesn't have that many people.

Lin Xia stayed at home and began to wait...

Waiting for a letter or a phone call like that.

Just one day before Bai Yujing and Han Congxue's wedding... Lin Xia finally received a mysterious call.

He knew...it was done!

"Bai Yujing, is he extremely powerful?"

"I'll show you tomorrow."

"What is the real power!"

"A mere major general in the national army..."

......

On the other side, in a luxurious villa near the east gate of South City.

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

"I'm telling you Han Congxue!"

"I won't agree to your marriage with Bai Yujing!"

"I won't be a witness either!"

"If you dare to remarry, don't ever call yourself my daughter again!"

"I only have one son-in-law, Lin Xia! I don't recognize anyone else except Lin Xia! Listen carefully!"

Han Shizhang slammed the phone down!

I was so angry that I almost fainted!

Seeing that Han Shizhang was unsteady, several servants hurried forward to support him.

"Go down."

"I want to be alone for a while!"

"Yes, Master..."

...

Han Shizhang sighed heavily.

He didn't know what to do now.

I'm so angry that my teeth are itching.

Only he knows Lin Xia's true identity.

"Heh...Baiyujing, Baiyujing..."

"Bai Yujing is nothing!"

"Daughter, you are so confused!!!"

He looked as if he was very disappointed with his friend, but now he was in a dilemma.

I have said what I need to say and scolded everyone who needs to be scolded. I don’t know how to respond.

Do I really have to watch my daughter jump into the fire pit?

Time flies, and it is early morning on the wedding day.

The entire Yamei Company was decorated in festive red, with red lanterns and balloons hanging inside and outside.

A long red carpet was laid out on the street, and Bai Yujing was ready to welcome the guests with a high-spirited look.

Because this is South City, for safety reasons we plan to keep the noise down and hold it inside the company.

In the dressing room, Han Congxue was reluctant to change into her red wedding dress.

The makeup artist was a little anxious. "Ms. Han, then...can you at least try on the wedding shoes to see if they fit?"

Han Congxue's expression was extremely depressed. He said slowly, "My foot is injured. I'll just wear these white flat shoes."

"You go out first, I want to be alone."

"Okay..." the makeup artist agreed.

Han Congxue stood by the window wearing flat shoes, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Lin Xia...I want you to come, but I also don't want you to come."

Bai Yujing was listening to what the makeup artist said outside the door and didn't care at all.

"Heh... This is Yamei Company, and my people are there."

"He's a traitor who dares to come and kill himself without a burial place!"

...

Finally... the time has come, and Bai Yujing is ready to take Han Congxue to the wedding scene.

Han Congxue cried in her heart: "Lin Xia... I have been wearing flat shoes all the time. I want you to take me away, take me away..."

...

At this moment, several military trucks were also speeding on the streets!

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