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

Lin Xia, who was sitting in a wheelchair, paused and looked dazed for a moment.

In fact, Hu Meir and Xiao Aqiao had already known this result, but they were afraid that Lin Xia could not accept it, so they did not tell him.

But in response to Lin Xia's question, Liu Changkong could only tell the truth.

"Lin Xia...this...I know."

"Maybe it's hard for you to accept, but..."

But the next second, Lin Xia looked calm and said, "Master, you're worrying too much."

"pretty good."

"At least you can still live for seven days, right?"

"Look at our brothers who went to the battlefield, how many of them never came back."

"Compared to their immediate death, being able to survive for another seven days is already quite good."

Liu Changkong felt very uncomfortable when he heard Lin Xia say this. Of course, he just thought that Lin Xia was just trying to comfort herself.

"this..."

"But you..."

Liu Changkong choked several times and was unable to speak for a while, as if his mouth was blocked by something.

Lin Xia: "Commander."

"I still have some unfulfilled wishes before I leave, and I hope to get help from the organization."

Tears were welling up in Liu Changkong's eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.

Excitedly said: "Okay, okay."

"Say, you say."

"As long as you ask, the organization will do its best, oh no, we will definitely find a way to accomplish it for you!"

Hearing Lin Xia say this, he felt better. Doing more for Lin Xia could also reduce the shame in his heart.

After all, he was the one who led the Nancheng Campaign, but the heaviest burden fell on Lin Xia.

It can also be said that if it weren't for Liu Changkong, Lin Xia would not have been injured so seriously, and of course he would not have only seven days to live.

Of course...Nancheng will not be liberated so easily.

Lin Xia's face was pale and he smiled weakly.

Said: "Since the master said so, I feel relieved."

"I just wanted to... see my wife one last time."

"But...I don't want her to see me like this."

"If she knew I didn't have many days left to live, she wouldn't be able to bear the shock..."

"So, can I disguise myself or something and meet her?"

Liu Changkong sighed, "Okay, this isn't an excessive request."

"We'll find a way to bring her to you."

"I'm sorry to have wronged you. Your identity is too sensitive and cannot be made public even now."

Lin Xia lowered her head and smiled bitterly after listening to this.

"No way, no way..."

"Maybe this is fate."

"Once you enter this forest of spy wars and mysteries, it's very difficult to get out. Very difficult."

"Well...in that case."

"I have one more thing I want to ask of you, Master."

Liu Changkong: "You tell me, I will do my best to do it."

Lin Xia thought for a moment and said, "After seven days, wait until I die."

"Just burn me to ashes, and then...give some of my ashes to my wife."

"Then I hope the organization can tell him that I am not a traitor."

"After all, what my wife wanted most was that I stop being a traitor."

"I think she would be very pleased too."

When Liu Changkong heard this, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into tears.

"Lin Xia..."

"sorry Sorry."

"The organization owes you too much."

"We owe you, we owe you, you... have suffered."

"We will definitely explain everything to your wife later."

"You are a hero, not a traitor! You are the immortal hero of Binjiang City and Nancheng!"

"Please don't worry, please don't worry."

Liu Changkong became more and more excited as he spoke.

Lin Xia felt his blood boiling and a mouthful of hot blood was about to gush out. In order to prevent Liu Changkong from seeing him, he turned his wheelchair and covered the vomited black blood with a white handkerchief.

He said weakly, "Commander Liu, I'm tired and want to rest for a while."

Liu Changkong: "Okay, okay."

"Then you have a good rest first, I'm leaving."

"Hu Mei'er and Xiao Aqiao will come over to take care of you."

"Okay, please."

...

It was a sunny day at noon, and Lin Xia was sitting in a wheelchair basking in the sun, seemingly enjoying this rare warmth.

In the past, he was like a rat in a sewer, trying to survive in the dark sewer pipes, and it was not easy for him to see the sunlight.

It is only at this moment that I can finally bathe in the sunshine peacefully.

In the next few days, Lin Xia would come out to bask in the sun in the hospital courtyard every day at noon, and Hu Meir and Xiao Aqiao would each take care of Lin Xia for the whole day.

It just so happened that today Hu Meir was pushing Lin Xia around in the courtyard, basking in the sunshine.

Lin Xia couldn't help feeling happy when she heard Hu Meir talking about the happy life of the people in the city today. She couldn't help asking about Aunt Liu who sold fried dough sticks, and then she couldn't help asking about Carpenter Li's current situation.

Hu Meir felt extremely heartbroken as she watched Lin Xia becoming increasingly thinner and weaker. Every time she spoke to Lin Xia, she felt as if something was blocked in her heart.

A top agent like Lin Xia could naturally detect the slight change in Hu Mei'er's expression and said with a bitter smile: "Mei'er, please be happy."

"Why are you always crying? This is good. You can bask in the sun and listen to stories, instead of fighting in the secret service."

"Oh? By the way, Mei'er."

"How about... I'll ask Commander Liu to find you a partner."

"You look like you're not young anymore. People your age are usually married."

"Why, you can't die for me again."

"It's a shame to have such a pretty girl like you buried with me."

Hu Meier rolled her eyes at Lin Xia and said, "Get out of here! Who wants to be buried with you?"

"only..."

The words were on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't say them.

It's already the fourth day, and Lin Xia is visibly weak.

His voice seemed weak and the color on his face was getting darker and darker. He no longer looked like a young man in his twenties but more like an old man in his twilight years.

At the same time, Lin Xia was also worried about whether Commander Liu could get the job done. If he delayed for two more days, it would be a disaster.

......

Inside the Han family villa.

At this moment, Han Congxue was having a meeting with Qian Tong and his group.

In a meeting room in the villa, about thirty people, all senior cadres of the Military Control Commission, were sitting around a long table.

"Stationmaster, you said we are moving to Songcheng, right?"

"But there...it's really..."

When everyone present heard the word Songcheng, they were all a little scared.

After all, the situation there is more complicated than everyone imagines.

Bai Wan couldn't help but stand up and said, "Stationmaster, it's not that everyone doesn't want to go."

"The situation in Songcheng is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. There is the largest underground organization in all of China."

"Especially the Green Gang and the Japanese are incompatible. The Green Gang always maintains neutrality and will never allow organizations like the Military Control Commission and the Communist Party to appear on their territory."

"Our soldiers always narrowly escape death every time they go on a mission in Songcheng. It's said that the Green Gang boss there is very ruthless. We..."

Then, the clown continued, "Yeah, unless we ask our superiors to send troops to suppress it, but that place...is not under our jurisdiction now."

"What's the difference between us wanting to intervene in Songcheng and going through a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire?"

"I heard that the director of the Secret Service, Chen Feng, went to Songhu a while ago and came back with injuries all over his body."

boom!

Qian Tong became impatient and immediately slammed the table and said, "Alright! This is an order from my superiors, there's nothing I can do."

“If there are difficulties, then overcome them.”

"I just don't believe it. Can a Qing Gang fight against our Military Control Commission?"