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

Lin Xia stayed in the Secret Service Bureau for about an hour and roughly understood the current situation.

From the limited information available, Chen Feng determined that the person who stole the information was a woman, and that she had two accomplices in the grove.

Afterwards, Wang Tianxiang led people to block the surrounding streets.

Lin Xia deduced that his current wife must be hiding somewhere, because if he wanted to go back to Yamei Company, he would have to cross at least three blocked roads, which would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

I think the most likely possibility is... at home.

Home should be the safest place now.

Lin Xia got up and went home a quarter of an hour later. Because of the special circumstances tonight, two people drove to escort Lin Xia home.

Weng...A black Secret Service car stopped in front of the Secret Service Bureau.

"Director Lin, if there is any situation, please report it to the Secret Service. We will rush over to protect your safety as soon as possible."

Lin Xia slowly got out of the car and gave the two of them a few cigarettes.

"Thank you for your hard work, brothers. Go back quickly."

...

After a long sigh, Lin Xia stepped into the house.

Looking at his wife pretending to be asleep on the bed and her shoes covered in mud, Lin Xia's mouth curled up slightly.

"You're not pretending at all."

Lin Xia changed into pajamas and walked into the bedroom, saying softly, "Okay, honey, if you can't sleep, don't force yourself to sleep."

Han Congxue, who was lying on the bed, paused. "Aren't you on night shift? Why did you come back so suddenly?"

Lin Xia stretched and said, "I couldn't sleep at the Secret Service Bureau, so I wanted to come back."

"Just checking in to see if you're okay."

Han Congxue was stunned: "Me? What could happen to me?"

"Stop worrying about you."

Lin Xia said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be you who entered the Secret Service Bureau to steal the documents, right?"

Han Congxue swallowed and turned on the bedroom lamp. "How did you know..."

Lin Xia analyzed while smoking a cigarette, "You used the smallest rope, which can only bear the weight of a woman. And... your shoes are covered in mud."

"Could you please clean up before you come in next time? I have to mop the floor again!"

Han Congxue snorted coldly, "I won't!"

"How about you report me to the Secret Service!"

Lin Xia: "You..."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

"Are you hurt?" Lin Xia pretended to be concerned. He knew that his wife was not hurt, so he endured it several times and did not hit his wife.

Han Congxue pouted angrily and punched Lin Xia on the arm!

"Yes, I have!"

"I ran into a jerk in there! He slapped me so hard that my arm is swollen!"

"Don't let me run into this bastard next time, or I'll have to shoot her to death!"

Lin Xia: “…”

Lin Xia hugged his wife and said, "Okay, it's all over..."

At this time, Han Congxue couldn't help crying, "What a bullshit!"

"It was all in vain!"

Lin Xia was puzzled, "Was it all in vain?"

"Yeah, it was all in vain!"

"That crappy document is full of junk and useless stuff. There's nothing useful in it!"

"No, wife..."

"Really? Why would I lie to you?"

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself!"

Han Congxue was so angry that he took out the documents from under the bed, opened the document bag and took out a piece of paper inside.

Lin Xia was stunned after reading it...

What useless information... you could even say it's completely useless!

The aggrieved Han Congxue was about to cry. She was busy and terrified all night but got nothing in the end.

After comforting herself, Lin Xia fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Xia went to the gambling house and told Xiao Aqiao about the situation.

In the private room on the second floor of the gambling house, Xiao Aqiao had a gloomy face and was stunned when listening to Lin Xia's report.

"What did you say?"

"There's nothing in the file?"

"this..."

"Since it's not in the file, where did Eagle keep the information..."

"Or has the eagle already burned the situation to ashes?" Xiao Aqiao kept analyzing.

Lin Xia sat aside and analyzed, trying to find loopholes.

Xiao A also kept analyzing: "First, the telegram was found, then it was discovered that Eagle committed suicide, and then the archives..."

"What kind of contact should we have during this period..."

After thinking about it again and again, Xiao Aqiao still couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Lin Xia seemed to have thought of something and immediately stood up and said, "Sister Qiao."

"Don't you think there's something wrong?"

"Why did Eagle send a telegram before dying? And such a seemingly insignificant one?"

"Also, if the information was really that important, why did Eagle burn it?"

Xiao Aqiao was stunned...

"this..."

"What do you want to say?"

Lin Xia immediately said hurriedly: "I infer that the Eagle's telegram was a veiled message to us, and the intelligence was not destroyed!"

"He burned the irrelevant intelligence to distract the Secret Service!"

"So I infer that the intelligence must still be there."

Xiao Aqiao listened to Lin Xia's words and nodded. If the intelligence was really that important, Eagle would not have destroyed the intelligence, nor would he have wasted such precious escape time to send such an insignificant telegram.

"So what should we do next?"

Lin Xia frowned and said, "I want to go to the place where the eagle committed suicide. Maybe I can find something there."

Xiao Aqiao: "Okay."

......

Lin Xia arrived at the suburbs of South City before noon.

The eagle's home is in a secluded village. Because the eagle committed suicide, no one dares to set foot where he is.

Lin Xia naturally walked in nonchalantly, trying to find something...

After entering the house, you can even see blood on the ground...

"It's the blood that flowed when the eagle cut off its finger."

"But... why did the eagle cut off two of its own fingers..."

"Comrade Eagle, what exactly do you want to tell us..."

Lin Xia searched the house again and again, but the place had already been searched thoroughly by the spies, so it was impossible to find anything.

The structure of the house is quite interesting. There are three rooms in total, and one of them has just been paved with large square bluestone floors.

Lin Xia sighed that there was no result, but suddenly stopped in the room with bluestone floor.

There are two fingers on the ground!

"Eagle's...fingers."

Lin Xia took a special look at the eagle's corpse in the space inside his body, and it was indeed.

They are the fourth finger of the left hand and the third finger of the right hand.

Why did the eagle drop its finger on this room?

All of this seems so unreasonable.

Lin Xia stared at the bluestone floor in the room for a long time, and suddenly... seemed to have thought of something!

The layout of this house!

The pattern of floor tiles! Lin Xia finally figured it out!

Isn't this a chessboard?

Could it be that the two fingers on the left and right hands represent...

Four from the left, three from the right!

Thinking of this, Lin Xia's eyes turned red, and she lay on the ground and started rolling around as if she had gone crazy.

Floor tiles, fourth column, third row!

It took a lot of effort to finally lift up the floor tile with a dagger. When Lin Xia saw the envelope under the tile, she couldn't help crying with joy.

I couldn't help crying while holding the eagle's two fingers and the letter.

"Comrade Eagle..."

"The broken finger left a message. I...I found it, I found it!"