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

There were three contact persons in total, two men and one woman.

When they saw Li Yan coming out of the car carrying half a box of medicine, they finally felt relieved.

Li Yan immediately hugged the short-haired female comrade and cried bitterly.

"Okay, it's okay..."

"It's okay, Xiaoyan." The short-haired female comrade comforted.

"By the way, let me introduce you."

"This is Comrade Shadow."

The leading comrade was called Wu Longgang. He was not tall and had a sunny look. He looked to be in his forties with a face full of stubble.

"Hello Comrade Shadow, my name is Wu Longgang."

"The brigade commander specifically asked me to thank you on behalf of the organization."

As they spoke, the three people including Wu Longgang immediately saluted Lin Xia!

Lin Xia had a thousand words on his lips at this moment, but he just said a few simple words before saying goodbye to them.

Lin Xia never took off her mask from beginning to end, and they couldn't see Lin Xia's face.

Perhaps in their subconscious, shadows should exist under the cover of night, invisible to others.

At the same time, they also knew Shadow's other code name, Shadow Blade, the sharpest knife in the dark night, but it was later gradually changed to Shadow.

As for why they were not there just now, it was because a team of Japanese patrol soldiers passed by and they hid.

"Alright Comrade Shadow, take care of yourself. If you have any difficulties, find a way to contact the organization."

"We will be your strongest support."

Lin Xia saluted and nodded, with reluctance in her eyes.

When the three of them were about to leave with Li Yan, Li Yan suddenly stopped, turned around and ran towards Lin Xia.

He hugged Lin Xia unexpectedly, then stood on tiptoe, and his lips gently touched Lin Xia's neck.

"Lin Xia, I don't regret that night."

After saying that, Li Yan walked away, leaving Lin Xia standing there in a daze, touching her neck...

All this took only three minutes. Lin Xia didn't dare stay any longer and quickly got in the car and drove away...

Five minutes later, I arrived at the meeting place provided by my wife, the abandoned wharf of Daqing River in the western suburbs.

There was only one fisherman sitting on the dock. Lin Xiayao rolled down the window and casually threw something over and drove off...

......

The city was in chaos at this time, with alarms everywhere and teams of spies conducting city-wide searches.

Han Congxue ran to the roof and felt a little nervous when he saw the spies in such a state, and clenched his fists tightly.

Please, please, please don't let anything happen...

At the same time, she was also wondering, is it worth it for Lin Xia to take such a big risk just to sell some drugs?

Inside the Chengmen Police Station, Colonel Hamu started cursing at Chen Feng!

"Seven days! This colonel will give you seven days at most!"

"If there's no result after seven days, go and accept the punishment yourself!"

After saying that, Colonel Hamu slammed the door and walked away!

Chen Feng hurriedly took people to the scene, but he was still confused until this moment...

The incident happened suddenly. He first went over and got scolded, and then brought people to investigate the scene.

This scene at the city gate made even a senior agent with many years of experience in the industry feel a little scared.

There were corpses everywhere, more than 30 lives lost, in less than 15 minutes of the shift change!

The secret agents surrounded the place tightly and marked every body.

"Section Chief, if I'm not mistaken, this was most likely done by a group of military intelligence agents hiding in Binjiang City."

"Otherwise, I really can't think of any other organization that has this ability." Xiong Gang said with lingering fear.

Chen Feng checked the bodies one by one with a gloomy face, and soon found Liu Chao's body.

I squatted down and sniffed the body to check its breath, and it was already dead.

"It stands to reason that with Liu Chao's ability, he should be able to hold on for a while, but you can see that his eyes are wide open. It's obvious that he saw something incredible before he died."

"This is exactly the same as the Major Okamoto I saw in the Qinghua Building."

"Also, look at the bullet holes on each body. It seems like they were all made by the same person." Chen Feng said carefully, his vicious eyes seemed to be examining everything.

Xiong Gang swallowed his saliva while listening to Chen Feng's words...

"Section Chief, are you saying... that it was all done by one person?"

"This...how is this possible?"

"There are over thirty senior agents, all of whom have undergone rigorous training. Their marksmanship and skills are tested every year."

"Kill them all in fifteen minutes?"

"No! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"If that's the case, wouldn't he be able to slaughter half of our Secret Service Bureau cadres by himself?"

After all, there are only about fifty cadres in the Secret Service Bureau.

Chen Feng squatted down and took another closer look at their wounds to confirm it more clearly.

The attacker was ruthless and decisive, and each shot hit the heart without any hope of survival.

Just when everyone was questioning Section Chief Chen Feng's judgment, Zhao Jian came over with an old man.

"Section Chief!"

"Found a clue!"

"This man is Old Wu, the night watchman. He said he saw the gunfight here when he passed by last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at Old Wu, who had a white beard and was holding a night watchman's gong in his hand.

Nowadays, night watchmen have almost disappeared in the long river of history, but Binjiang City is one of the few cities that has preserved the tradition of night watchmen.

"Old man, repeat what you just said."

“Hey, hey…”

"At that time, I only saw one person and one car. The person was wearing a mask, and then..."

Night watchman Old Wu told everything he had seen.

"I only remember that the masked man in black shot each person with a gun like a killer, and those people at the door fell to the gun one by one."

"And that black car, the license plate number seems to start with... 82 or something."

"The gunfight was so intense that I was scared and ran away..."

...

Everyone was stunned by these words. As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Gang grabbed Old Wu and picked him up.

"Old man!"

"Don't talk nonsense! You said it was just one person? How is that possible!"

Old Wu was so frightened that he trembled all over. "Master, don't dare to lie to me. It really is just a person..."

Chen Feng waved his hand to signal Xiong Gang to put Old Wu down, then slowly said, "Uncle Wu, let me ask you, is there a pattern of three shadows painted on that black ghost mask?"

Night watchman Old Wu paused, hissing...

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

"It really seems like there are three shadow-like patterns drawn on it!"

At this moment, Chen Feng's whole world seemed to become clear, but it also seemed as if a new layer of fog had appeared in his mind.

After taking Old Wu away, Xiong Gang and Zhao Jian stared at Chen Feng with very puzzled eyes.

"Section Chief, how do you know that on the mask..." Zhao Jian asked puzzledly.

Chen Feng's fox-like eyes said solemnly: "After a year, the shadow appears again!"