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

"Chen...Section Chief Chen..."

"Haha, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Miss Han."

"It's just a little trick of mine when I'm away from home." Chen Feng said self-deprecatingly.

Han Congxue swallowed his saliva. This was no small trick.

This hiding method is simply a master's method. There were three rounds of inspections in total. It is estimated that this suitcase had been searched over and over again, but the Japanese did not notice it at all.

“Miss Han, I’ll be guarding the door, please hurry up.”

"it is good."

With that, Chen Feng walked out of the room.

Han Congxue sent a telegram to Han Shizhang, the King of Medicine in Nancheng.

"I hope... Dad can come over..."

Han Congxue prayed that her father, who had almost become her enemy, had become her life-saving straw.

...

Time goes by little by little...

Miyamoto and Hamu tortured Ron severely in the interrogation chamber. In the end, Ron could not bear it anymore and fainted.

Hamu sniffed and said, "Colonel, he's dead."

Miyamoto snorted coldly, "Humph!"

"waste!"

"Throw it into the sea and feed the fish!"

"Hayi!"

...

Miyamoto quickly noticed something was wrong and said solemnly, "Hammu, don't you think Lin Xia is a little weird?"

Hamu nodded and said, "From the beginning to the end, it was all said by Lin Xia alone."

"First there was the screaming, then there was the shadow thing, then there were the accusations against Ron."

"It's more like a play directed and performed by Lin Xia herself."

"Colonel! Lin Xia looks suspicious! Why don't you bring him here first and interrogate him!"

Miyamoto instantly flew into a rage: "Baka!"

"He's gone, you're the one who modifies the second-generation aircraft!"

Miyamoto glanced down at his watch and said, "Less than half an hour left."

"Whether or not that top-level message can be deciphered... depends on this one move!"

For the next half hour, Miyamoto personally led his men to guard the door of the conference cabin.

I couldn't help feeling nervous, and I didn't know how many times I walked around the door, staring at the time on my watch.

With less than ten minutes left until the results were revealed, everyone was gathered at the door.

A group of so-called experts and people from the Secret Service all arrived.

Those experts wanted to see if there really was such a genius in the world who could crack the second-generation machine with human power!

What Chen Feng was thinking was that if Lin Xia could really crack it successfully, then even if Miyamoto wanted to take action, it would definitely not be now.

Because he needs to upload it to headquarters for preliminary verification of the intelligence.

"If you ask me, don't wait any longer."

“Redundant!”

"There's no way Lin Xia could crack it!"

"That's right! A second-generation machine, manually modified? What a joke!"

"If he can modify it, then what's the point of all my years of studying?"

"What's all my years of studying day and night worth?"

...

A group of experts sneered.

Han Congxue was also sweating...

No matter what happens next, at least I don’t want Lin Xia to be shot on the spot.

Of course, if Miyamoto dared to attack him right then and there, he would do it without hesitation! Even if it meant risking his life to jump off the ship, he would never sit still and wait for death!

time up!

Miyamoto opened the door of the conference cabin with a nervous mood.

Lin Xia crossed her legs and put her hands on her neck as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Director Lin!"

"Second-generation machine..." Miyamoto asked cautiously.

Lin Xia pointed casually, "Here, isn't it right on the table?"

"Already done."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar!

Miyamoto rushed forward and stared at the second-generation aircraft. Looking at the modified second-generation aircraft, he was extremely excited.

"Director Lin, that telegram..."

Lin Xia nodded and said, "The second-generation aircraft has been modified, so the telegram can naturally be deciphered."

“It can be deciphered on the spot.”

Miyamoto became even more excited, "Director Lin! Please!"

"Please!"

"Then please ask Director Lin to decipher it immediately on the spot! Once the deciphering is successful, Director Lin will be a hero of the empire!"

"Rank promotion by two levels!"

Lin Xia didn't take it seriously and said casually, "But, Colonel Miyamoto."

"I have to say it in advance."

"The modification time is too short, and your machine is damaged, so I can only run it once."

"After one use, this machine will be scrapped. Colonel Miyamoto, please consider this."

Hamu drew his sword in anger, "Baka!"

"Lin Xia! You! How dare you deceive the Imperial Army!"

Lin Xia spread his hands and said, "Colonel Hamu, you have to speak with conscience."

"Didn't you say I had to finish deciphering that telegram? I didn't promise to completely repair the second-generation machine, did I?"

"Besides, this machine was already broken and missing parts. It's a miracle that I was able to make it work once."

"What else does Colonel Hamu want?"

Hamu was speechless for a moment. It seemed that the original plan was to only decipher the telegram.

Miyamoto sighed softly, "That's all."

"Just once, as long as we can decipher the message."

"Director Lin, please."

Lin Xia nodded, "Okay."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Lin Xia began to operate the second-generation machine to decipher the telegram.

In fact, Lin Xia can also complete the modification completely, but...how can good things be given to the Japanese?

There are no doors!

The translation roughly means that Germany will launch an operation in Hilleria City on the Soviet battlefield, which also foreshadows a change in Germany's strategic direction on the Soviet battlefield...

Such a translation is very important, but...it cannot be changed, so even if Lin Xia translates the telegram, the Japanese high-ranking officials will have no way to do anything.

Lin Xia finished her translation and was about to read it out when Miyamoto snatched it away. Looking at the translation, Miyamoto was very excited...

"I've cracked it..."

“I really cracked it…”

"genius!"

"Hey! Director Lin!"

"You are such a genius!"

All the experts present were shocked and looked at the scene in a daze.

Who would have thought that a young man could actually...

Miyamoto laughed while holding the translation, "Yoshi!"

"Director Lin!"

"Also, Section Chief Chen, everyone from the Secret Service!"

"You have successfully completed the mission!"

"Please return to your cabins and wait. We will have a dinner tonight. I will personally host it and give you a... celebration banquet!"

...

Han Congxue never thought that Lin Xia actually had such a skill.

After that, he exchanged a few polite words with Chen Feng and the others, and seeing that Lin Xia was exhausted, he stopped talking.

Lin Xia returned to her personal cabin and lay on the bed, isolating herself from all distractions.

Start thinking about the next steps...

"That bastard Miyamoto will never let all the people on this boat get off the ship alive."

"We can't take action, and we can't reveal our identities, so we can only rely on external forces."

"Calculating the distance, the nearest city should be South City, right?"

"I remember when we were crossing the grassland, there was a boy named Han in our class. He seemed to be some kind of medicine king in South City, but he was actually a secret agent of our party."

"How about...let him come over? I just don't know if he still recognizes me after all these years..."