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

Han Congxue took two steps back in a daze, and felt his breathing become heavier.

Every word on the old yellow paper was written in a very detailed way, listing Lin Xia's many crimes.

Even... there are photos!

This is the photo of Lin Xia snitching in Chen Feng's office...

Line after line of words revealed Lin Xia's heinous crimes.

"Lin Xia..."

"Trafficking young girls, stealing intelligence and reselling it on the black market, and distributing arms."

"Even...even the last time the address of Yamei Company was leaked was Lin Xia's doing."

"So...it was my decision to save Lin Xia that harmed everyone, right?"

Thinking of this, Lin Xia burst into tears and her body couldn't help but tremble. The dark clouds in the sky shook violently.

Several bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, and Han Congxue stood on the roof, clutching the yellow paper, feeling extremely sad.

Yellow Paper Intelligence: [Remember... there's more than one traitor. My situation is very dangerous. I've received a highly confidential intelligence report. I hope to complete the handover tomorrow at Maple Grove in the southern suburbs.]

【Remember, don’t trust people.】

【People's Livelihood, Democracy, and the Republic of China】

...

Han Congxue could feel the other person's grief from the short text.

The other party's text seemed to show that he was seriously injured and dying, and there was a piece of top-level intelligence waiting to be spread.

The Three Principles of the People he wrote at the end seemed to be an attempt to greet the final dawn with his death.

Even the most advanced spy war would find it difficult to find any clues from this intelligence, there are even photos of Lin Xia informing on others?

If others saw the photo of Lin Xia talking with Chen Feng in the office, they would not be able to tell anything. But with such precise text, it is undoubtedly the top psychological suggestion.

Han Congxue climbed down from the roof using the wall and walked back home in a daze.

The sky was gray, and dark clouds seemed to be pressing down. Sometimes there were loud thunders, and sometimes there were flashes of lightning, as if a rainstorm was brewing.

She entered the house, waiting for Lin Xia to come home...

Is it possible that this is fake intelligence, fabricated by a spy within the Secret Service to frame Lin Xia?

Of course there are. Han Congxue had already thought of countless situations.

But what if it's true?

Han Congxue was struggling...

...

She sat on the sofa all night until Lin Xia called her in the early morning.

"Honey, I'm working overtime at the Secret Service today, so I can't accompany you."

"Okay, got it. I'll make breakfast and wait for you tomorrow."

"it is good."

...

At the same time, Bai Ge Zhen was also studying the next plan.

At night, the two of them entertained Shizhen's brother-in-law Niu Zhen.

The three of them ordered twelve dishes in Jinshuilou and drank the best daughter's red wine in the restaurant.

Niu Zhen, 33 years old this year, has a beard and looks rough. He is the deputy director of the second department of the police station and has 30 guards under him.

Bai Ge and Shi Zhen want to use his power to arrest Han Cong Xue.

"Hahaha!"

"Come!"

"Drink! Drink! Brother Niu."

"You don't know, I've heard from Lao Shi that he has an amazing brother-in-law, and I've wanted to visit him for a long time."

"It's not the first time I've found an opportunity."

"I'll toast you."

"Hahaha, okay, okay."

"but..."

"Director Bai, let's stop with these polite words for now."

"You don't even have a warrant. I hope your superiors won't blame you when the time comes?" Niu Zhen said with a bit of seriousness.

Bai Ge smiled and said, "Brother, you think too much."

"Blame? Who can blame?"

"When the time comes, as long as you get the job done, you will naturally be rewarded."

"Your brother Niu's is definitely indispensable!"

"As the saying goes, wealth and honor are sought in danger. Brother Niu, you should understand this truth."

Niu Zhen pondered for a while, then slammed the table and said, "Okay!"

"Done!"

"I'll listen to you this time. I'll do whatever you say!"

"Hahaha! Good, Brother Niu is straightforward!"

......

The next morning, Lin Xia returned home exhausted.

In the whole night, they cracked down on several corruption cases and seized two hundred gold bars.

Two hundred is two hundred, it’s not too little.

When I pushed the door open, my wife had already prepared dinner and was waiting for me.

Fried dough sticks, soy milk, scrambled eggs, and noodles.

Lin Xia placed the stewed pork ribs in her hand on the table, "Hey, I bought stewed pork ribs for you, my wife."

"On the way back, I happened to see Wang Ji opening his door."

Han Congxue: "Oh oh."

"Okay, eat quickly."

At the dinner table, the two of them ate sporadically. Lin Xia always felt that his wife was worried about something.

"Wife...that..."

"Are you OK?"

Lin Xia glanced at Han Congxue and saw that she was chewing a fried dough stick for a long time, without swallowing it for three to five minutes.

His eyes were lifeless and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"Wife..."

At this moment, Han Congxue suddenly said: "Lin Xia..."

"Are you a traitor?"

"Were you the one who reported the incident at Yamei Company..."

She seemed to have mustered up great courage to say this, pinching the hem of her skirt with both hands.

He didn't dare turn his head to look at Lin Xia for a long time.

Lin Xia was stunned by his wife's sudden question...

"Wife..."

"What are you talking about?"

"How could I possibly..."

"Are you... stimulated by something?"

"Or did someone tell you something?"

"Wife?"

Lin Xia seemed terrified as he explained to Han Congxue, fearing that his wife would misunderstand something.

Han Congxue shook her head, "No...no..."

"I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm a little cranky. Sorry."

After hearing this, Lin Xia breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Wife, you are thinking about all sorts of nonsense. You need to trust me, okay?"

Lin Xia held Han Congxue's shoulders, and the other party nodded mechanically.

Whenever Han Congxue wanted to say something more, she remembered what was written on the paper: [Don’t trust anyone]

After dinner, Lin Xia was about to leave the house. Han Congxue couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

Lin Xia said, "Miss Taozi is about to leave South City. I need to see her off as requested by my superiors."

Han Congxue nodded lightly and then saw Lin Xia walk out the door.

But in reality, he was muttering in his heart, "According to the requirements of the higher-ups? Chen Feng is gone, so where is the higher-ups?"

"See if you want to go!"

In fact, Lin Xia did not tell the truth. This was not a task assigned by the superiors, but an appointment made with Aoi Momoko that day.

He could not have imagined that because of this careless lie...he almost missed the big opportunity...

At home, Han Congxue sat on the sofa holding the note, and seemed to have made up his mind after looking at the address on it.

So he turned and went into the basement, where he installed his guns and bullets...