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

Rose stood up and saluted straight, "Yes!"

"Resolutely complete the mission!"

...

Afterwards, Mr. Huang gave Rose more detailed information.

The above includes the operation time of this mission, the night patrol time within the Secret Service Bureau, etc.

Before this, Yamei Company had already bribed Lao Wang, the food delivery man, to bring Han Congxue in.

Someone will pick you up when you leave.

To be honest, Yamei's intelligence capabilities are top-notch in the industry, and it has spies in every street and industry in South City.

Only in this way can Yamei Company gain a foothold in this spy-filled silk screen and avoid being trapped in the big net of the South City Secret Service!

...

In the afternoon, Lin Xia put on a white coat and easily entered the morgue.

People in white coats walked back and forth, wearing masks tightly so no one could recognize them.

There were no guards in the morgue at all. After all, who would come to steal a body?

Lin Xia endured the stench of corpses in the morgue while searching for the body...

After all, it is the South City, not the Northeast Riverside City. Even in winter, it is still difficult to preserve corpses here.

If nothing unexpected happens, these bodies will be burned in three days at most.

After searching again and again, Lin Xia finally found a body with two broken fingers in a corner. Codename: Eagle!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xia put it into the space inside his body.

"Although it cannot store living people, it can still store heroes."

"Comrade, I'm here to take you home..."

...

In less than a minute, Lin Xia took advantage of the opportunity to slip out, found a toilet and changed her clothes.

Lin Xia spent the entire afternoon smoking in the office, occasionally glancing at the eagle through his inner vision.

Eagle... Such a domineering name actually refers to a short old man. Although the intelligence said that he was only fifty years old, his gray hair really made him look like a little old man.

The eagle never closed its eyes until it died...

"Comrade, don't worry... I will complete what you haven't completed." Lin Xia couldn't help but murmured, smoking alone in the office.

Inside the top-floor office of the Secret Service.

Fatty Wu frowned as he looked at the information handed over by Shi Zhen, the director of the Archives Department.

"only these?"

Shizhen, the director of the Archives Department, is forty-three years old this year. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has long slicked-back hair, and looks very experienced.

"Director, the remaining fragments we brought back are too few. It is already difficult to restore these."

"That's all, that's all..."

"No. 76 in Songcheng called us specifically and told us that the South City Secret Service should just focus on arresting people and not delve into this plan."

"No. 76 will send someone over regarding this matter."

"This makes me curious... What on earth is this No. 76 doing? He even hid it from our Secret Service."

"Humph, I don't even want that."

...

Although Fatty Wu said this, he still asked Shizhen to keep the information well, and the archives room would send someone to be on duty at night today.

...

Time flies, night falls, searchlights are turned on around the Secret Service Bureau, and patrol teams with guns are moving around in groups.

It just so happened that Lin Xia was on night shift today, so he had the opportunity to take action.

Before leaving, Hu Meier even glanced at Lin Xia and said gently, "I'm leaving, Lin Xia. I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow morning."

"Okay, go back and be careful."

"Do not worry."

...

Lin Xia stayed behind at the Secret Service Bureau, lighting one cigarette after another as he stood by the window, watching the night deepen and the people inside the bureau gradually leaving...

Ten o'clock, twelve o'clock, one o'clock, two o'clock...

Lin Xia looked out the window until the lights in the secret service bureau were turned off one by one, until people saw that the patrol agents were so sleepy that they could not open their eyes.

He knew...the time had come.

Lin Xia did not change into night clothes or wear a shadow mask, but simply pulled up the high-necked black sweater, which was enough to achieve the concealing effect.

After all, it was late at night and the vision was extremely blurry.

The archives room is not far away, on the same floor as Lin Xia.

If you observe carefully, you will see that the hour hand will come out to draw a pot of hot water every hour.

Lin Xia put a white pill in a kettle in advance, which was enough for him to sleep until the next morning.

Lin Xia, who was not far away, watched the clock through the window and drank a cup of hot tea, then fell drowsy.

Finally, he collapsed on the table with a thud and fell into a complete sleep!

Lin Xia's lips curled up slightly with a hint of pride, "Don't mention it, the medicine Sister Aqiao gave me is actually quite effective. Women are... scary."

......

There was only one light left on the entire floor. Lin Xia felt more at ease under the dim light. She put on her turtleneck sweater, opened the door and entered the archive room...

"I want to see what kind of plan it is..."

With a creak, Lin Xia pushed open the door and entered the archive room. The lights were off and the room was pitch black.

Lin Xia was a little curious about how Shi Zhen managed to drink tea in such a dark environment...

As soon as Lin Xia entered the archives room, she suddenly felt something was wrong. "Someone's there!"

A dark figure crouched and slowly pulled a document out from under the clock's arm.

That person...is naturally Han Congxue.

The moment Lin Xia entered the door, she noticed the other party's presence and became alert instantly!

But in the dim light, she naturally didn't know who it was, but Lin Xia knew!

Lin Xia activated [Insight], and even though it was pitch black, it was as bright as day, and she could see Han Congxue clearly at a glance.

Wife...

Why is she here?

Are you here to steal files too?

Don't do it!

Han Congxue didn't care about that, she just knew that this bastard had bad intentions!

Kill first and then talk!

The next second, Han Congxue held the document in one hand and a short blade in the other hand and rushed towards Lin Xia's throat!

The blade was sharp and Lin Xia dodged left and right.

Honey, don't be so cruel...

One knife followed another, and the one closest to Lin Xia was even about to hit her vitals.

Looking closely, there was a cut in the crotch.

Wife...you are going too far!

I can't let you go on this!

Han Congxue gritted his teeth, he didn't expect the other party's skills to be so powerful.

When Han Congxue stabbed out with a knife, Lin Xia found the right gap and slapped the opponent's forearm with a palm.

Han Congxue's arm was in pain from the shock, and the document fell, which Lin Xia caught.

Wife, you are too young to fight with me.

Han Congxue panted and said, "Comrade."

"You're not a spy, right? Otherwise, you would have called for help long ago."

"How about this, you and I leave together so we can look after each other and share intelligence? How about that?"

Lin Xia thought about it and felt that this way he could protect his wife. After all, you couldn't just come in or leave the Secret Service as you pleased.

"it is good."

"Walk."

After that, the two of them walked towards the window...

Han Congxue nodded, and just as Lin Xia was relaxing, she suddenly...

Ong!

Han Congxue threw out a handful of sleeping pills!

Lin Xia's eyes widened...and her consciousness suddenly became blurred.

"No... martial ethics."

The next second, he fell to the ground with a thud.