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

Xiong Gang looked aggrieved after being slapped several times in a row...

In the Secret Service Office, Li Yulan stood in front of Chen Feng with her head lowered.

Snapped!

Chen Feng slapped him in the face!

"what!"

"Section Chief..."

Li Yulan was slapped to the ground. The red slap mark on her face was clearly visible, and she felt a burning pain.

"idiot!"

"Just based on an absence record, you dare to conclude that Chen Feng is a shadow?"

"If I'm absent from work one day, will you also say that I'm a shadow?"

"Asshole!"

"If Lin Xia hadn't died, you would have mistakenly arrested a good person today!"

Li Yulan was silent, feeling like something was amiss, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be the case...

"I'm sorry, Chief..."

"It was my mistake at work..."

Chen Feng slumped in his chair in anger.

Talents like Lin Xia are rare in the Secret Service Bureau, and there won’t be another one like him in the entire Binjiang City.

As a result, he is dead now!

How can people accept this at this time?

Many people in the Secret Service were in grief.

On the rooftop, Hu Meir was looking into the distance with a bottle of wine in her hand, unable to hold back her tears.

If there was anyone in the Secret Service who cared about Lin Xia the most, it would be Hu Mei'er...

Just an hour ago, she was still thinking about how to rescue Lin Xia if she was really captured by Xiong Gang.

If there is really no other way, I can only surrender to Xiong Ganggang and ask him to let Lin Xia go.

Now it's ok...

Lin Xia is dead.

The setting sun seemed to represent the end of Lin Xia.

"Lin Xia, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you..."

As she spoke, Hu Meir counterattacked with the bottle, and the wine spilled from the roof.

...

...

downstairs.

"No, who is it! Which bastard poured wine on my head!" Xiong Gang cursed angrily!

...

After Chen Feng returned home, Liu Yu had another big fight with him.

From the street, you can hear the sound of commotion in the house!

Snapped!

Snapped! Bang bang!

Liu Yu was holding a Song Dynasty vase and smashed it to the ground with a snap!

"Didn't I tell you! Xiaolin can't be a spy! He can't be a spy!"

"How nice of you!"

"Letting someone carry out such a dangerous mission! Now it's okay!"

"Xiao Lin is dead! You're happy!"

"You're beautiful!"

Chen Feng sighed, "I didn't know this would happen. Who could have imagined that someone from the Military Control Commission would suddenly show up?"

"Xiao Lin's death was caused by the Military Control Commission, I..."

...

At Lin Xia's home, Han Congxue carried Lin Xia to the bed, crying step by step.

By the bed, Han Congxue didn't know how many things he said to Lin Xia that he had not dared to say before.

The most common phrase is...

"If only you weren't a traitor..."

...

Not long after, the coffin that Han Congxue customized arrived.

A luxurious brown coffin inlaid with gold patterns.

"husband..."

Han Congxue didn't know how long she had been crying, but she knew that she needed to put Lin Xia in the coffin quickly to prevent the body from stinking.

They lifted up Lin Xia's body and put it into the coffin with a plop. Because the coffin was too high...

Lin Xia almost cried out in pain.

Han Congxue was stunned when she heard the plop, "Sorry, husband, I fell on your body..."

Lin Xia: “…”

Lin Xia in the coffin wanted to curse something, but she couldn't speak because of the medicine, but she could clearly feel the pain.

Wife, you're not dead yet!

Can't you be a little gentler!

Even more outrageous is that the house was already heated and the temperature was quite high, but Han Congxue actually pulled the coffin outside to keep the body warm...

In the middle of the night, Lin Xia was in tears.

Wife, this is Northeast China, and it’s already the beginning of winter!

Is this going to freeze me to death?

......

Soon the news reached Qinghualou...

In the middle of the night, Ah Qiao couldn't help crying when she received the information from the intelligence officer, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

"shadow..."

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Yuyan was standing by and was shocked when she saw the message in Aqiao's hand.

"Lin Xia...is dead..."

"This is too...sudden."

Xiao Aqiao felt a little dazed and slumped down on the bed, staggering.

“Riverside City's Heaven...”

“It’s going to collapse.”

...

Immediately, Xiao Aqiao sent a telegram to the Organization Department of the Binjiang Border Region.

Just during the day, because Lin Xia gave Niu Zhen a box of antidote, most of the soldiers in the border area who were injured by the poison gas are now almost recovered.

Only a small number of soldiers were still not well.

Brigade Commander Lei Wanjun was so happy to see the soldiers regain their combat effectiveness that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Inside the village, a bungalow serves as the command center.

"Hahaha!"

"Yeah!"

"Thanks to Shadow, otherwise our group of warriors would be in danger!"

"Yes!" said Staff Officer Zhou Wu.

Just at this moment, the appearance of a telegram almost made Zhou Wu fall to the ground.

Lin Xia, dead!

Lei Wanjun stood there in a daze, holding the telegram handed to him by the signalman.

Zhou Wu's eyes instantly turned red!

"How can this be!"

The signalman stood at the door and said, "This is true, Brigade Commander, Chief of Staff. The news has spread throughout Binjiang City during the day."

"It's just that our brigade headquarters is far away, so the information has only just been transmitted."

Lei Wanjun looked several years older.

He had been told repeatedly that nothing must happen to Lin Xia, nothing must happen to Lin Xia.

With candles lit in the room, Lei Wanjun and Zhou Wu discussed for a long time and finally decided to send the information to the provincial department.

"Old Zhou, it seems this time..."

"Something is really going to happen."

Zhou Wu swallowed, "Is it really that serious, Brigade Commander..."

Lei Wanjun sighed softly, "You don't understand what Lin Xia means to those people above..."

......

Soon, another telegram was sent to the Binjiang Provincial Department.

Just as Lei Wanjun thought...the provincial and ministerial departments were in chaos!

Inside the Eighth Route Army headquarters in Binjiang Province, countless people went crazy after receiving the telegram!

Inside the headquarters office.

"Boss! Boss! Calm down!"

"Calm down first!"

"We are all deeply saddened by Lin Xia's sacrifice as a spy."

"But this is something that is difficult to avoid. Every year, we don't know how many spies die in combat."

"Lin Xia..."

This was the first time that Staff Officer Chen had seen the boss like this. He was afraid that the boss would do something crazy, so he spoke quickly.

The boss slammed his hat to the ground and slammed his fist on the table.

The commanders in the entire headquarters could feel the boss’s anger, as if he wanted to make a big mess of the day.

The boss's face turned terribly cold in response to Staff Officer Chen's words, and all the staff officers dared not even breathe.

The boss just said coldly.

"Lin Xia is dead. I have no intention of explaining right and wrong."

"Pass on my military order! All military headquarters in Binjiang Province, move closer to Binjiang City!"