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

Shadow carried the old wolf on his back and took Han Congxue to the North Suburb Hotel again.

Lao Liang, who was shot but not dead, took out his gun and walked out, covering his chest with his hands, looking weak.

"Great! Thank goodness, you're back safely!"

Han Congxue nodded, "It's my senior brother..."

"Okay, we can't delay any longer."

"Lao Liang, the next task of escorting the He family mother and daughter may be carried out by you."

"Take them to the next station immediately. Someone will pick you up there."

Lao Liang nodded heavily and saluted Han Congxue properly.

"Don't worry, Team Leader Rose, we'll ensure the mission is complete!"

Han Congxue returned the greeting.

At this time, He Lan and her daughter came out with Xiao Buhui, and when they arrived in front of Han Congxue, they knelt on the ground with a thud.

"No regrets, kowtow to your sister."

Han Congxue was stunned and hurried to help the two of them up.

"Sister He! What are you doing? Get up, get up."

He Lan cried and said, "Ms. Han, if it weren't for you, we would have already..."

"I can never repay you for saving my life."

Han Congxue sighed and said, "Sister He, you don't have to be so polite. Your husband is a hero to me, and it's only my duty to take care of you."

"And...we would feel guilty if we couldn't take good care of you."

"Okay, time is running out, get in the car."

At Han Congxue's urging, the mother and daughter got into the car. After getting in the car, Xiao Buhui looked back at Han Congxue and waved her little hand in farewell.

"Goodbye, Sister Han!"

Han Congxue wiped her tears and said, "Goodbye..."

...

Shadow looked at Han Congxue and said, "Let's go too."

"I guess a large number of spies will arrive here soon."

Han Congxue nodded, "Okay, get in the car."

......

On the other side, inside the South City Secret Service Bureau.

Chen Feng, standing by the window, felt uneasy. He kept walking around while smoking a cigar and looked at his watch three times.

Logically, there should have been news by now. Even if the mission failed, he should have returned...

"Could it be...that something happened?"

Thinking of this, Chen Feng immediately called the black man into the office.

"Section Chief, you're looking for me."

"Take your people with you and follow me out of the city to the northern suburbs." Chen Feng said coldly.

The black man frowned, "Northern Suburbs...isn't that the place where the Crane and Chicken Group took people not long ago?"

"Is it possible..."

The black man suddenly looked shocked as he thought of something!

Five minutes later, Chen Feng and a small group of people drove out of the city gate in a military truck and headed straight for the northern suburbs.

......

At this time, Yingzi and Han Congxue had just brought Laolang back to the city and rushed back to Yamei Company.

Mr. Huang felt a little distressed when he saw the bloody scene on Lao Lang's body. After all, Lao Lang was his capable subordinate. When he heard that the subordinates he brought with him were almost wiped out, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

In the lobby of Yamei Company, Mr. Huang made several phone calls and found two doctors who he thought were good to take Lao Lang away.

"Okay Rose, I know you and your brother have a deep bond, but... such a serious injury."

"The chances of recovery are really slim."

Han Congxue nodded, "I know all this."

Mr. Huang looked at Yingzi again and said with relief: "Yingzi, this time it's all thanks to you."

Shadow just nodded and didn't say much.

Han Congxue, who was standing by, suddenly said excitedly, "Boss Huang! Our plan this time is top secret!"

"There must be a mole! Otherwise... otherwise how would the Secret Service know about the plan!"

Mr. Huang was also thinking about something, but at this moment... the shadow who was about to leave turned his back to the two of them and said:

"The new director is called Chen Feng. I can't guarantee if there's a traitor, but with Chen Feng's abilities, he's definitely capable of deducing or investigating your plan this time."

After saying that, Shadow left Yamei Company, leaving the two people who were a little confused there.

The two looked at each other, thinking carefully about Shadow's words.

Mr. Huang naturally didn't know much about Chen Feng, but Han Congxue, who had lived in Binjiang City for two or three years, knew him very well.

"Rose, what kind of person is this Chen Feng he mentioned?"

Han Congxue clenched his fists and said coldly, "He's known as the Fox-Eyed King of Hell. He's a terrifyingly powerful top-tier agent with the most outstanding investigative abilities."

"As for martial arts...it's on par with Shadow."

After hearing this, Mr. Huang took a deep breath.

...

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Feng and his group arrived at the scene. They first saw the bloody Beijiao Inn, and then followed a small path to find the bodies of the cranes and chickens...

In the pitch-black forest, with the waning moon in the sky, one could clearly see the knife wounds on the cranes and chickens and the bloodstains on the ground.

Even the black man couldn't help but gasp when he saw the knife wounds on Hejiqun's body and said, "Section Chief, Hejiqun was stabbed at least a hundred times all over his body."

"The killer's method was extremely fierce, as if he was venting his hatred."

Chen Feng was smoking a cigar and casually picking up the corpses of the cranes and chickens, frowning.

"Nigger, look at these three bites on your chest."

“Does it look like…?”

The black man nodded. "Yes, left atrium, right ventricle, upper heart, a very regular three-knife killing method."

"It's Shadow's technique."

"Could it be that... Shadow is from the Military Control Commission?"

Chen Feng's thoughts raced as he analyzed, "He Lan and her daughter have already been confirmed to be on the Nationalist side. Since the shadow happened to appear here, it can be basically determined that they are members of the Military Control Commission."

"Okay, take the body back."

"Also, take all the bodies here back!"

"Including those assassins from the Military Control Commission!"

"Since they are lurking in South City, there must be some traces of their life."

"Follow the clues and find the organization behind these people!"

"Yes!"

......

It was not until early the next morning that the bodies in the northern suburbs were transported away one after another.

In an alley not far from the Secret Service Bureau, there is a small bamboo alley, and in the alley there is a small courtyard with extremely luxurious decorations - one of Fatty Wu's residences, the Bamboo Fragrance Courtyard.

There are rows of pillars planted in the yard. Since Fatty Wu was ousted from office and his power was usurped, he has been walking his dog and admiring the flowers in the yard.

At this moment, he was lying on a chair basking in the morning sun, and a young spy in black was reporting to him.

"Director, it's just as the seller said."

"Everything that happened last night... is exactly the same."

"The seller can be trusted!"

Fatty Wu jumped up with a thud. "Oh? Since you can believe it, then what the seller said is true?"

"So, what he said about one of their people lurking around Chen Feng is also true?"

The young spy nodded, "It's probably true!"

"Should we really trade thirty gold bars to the seller for information?"

Hearing this, Fatty Wu couldn't help but laugh. "Exchange! Exchange! Just thirty gold bars can bring down Chen Feng. Why not exchange?"

"I'm curious, who is that person the seller is talking about... Lin Xia? A black guy? Or... Hu Mei'er?"