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

The boss waved his hand and telegrams were sent from various departments in Binjiang Province to various military headquarters.

Staff Officer Chen was stunned. He knew that Xiao Linzi was very important to the boss, but he didn't expect it to be so important.

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

Only blood can comfort the heroic souls of the Long March.

Staff Officer Chen will never understand the feelings we had when we crossed the grassland back then.

Those soldiers who did not participate in that massive revolutionary migration would not understand.

It has been said that all those who have experienced this disaster, regardless of their background, mistakes, or past, are the elite of our party.

What's more, Lin Xia is a soldier who made outstanding contributions in that major operation.

"Boss, one move can affect the entire body."

"If our superiors find out about this, we'll probably be punished..." Staff Officer Chen said with some concern.

The boss snorted coldly!

"Hmph, punishment?"

"Old Chen, you don't understand."

"If those people above us really knew about this, let alone punishment, I don't know how they would go crazy."

"I wasn't the only one this kid saved back then."

"Back then, the enemy launched a decapitation bombing operation. How many commanders died in the explosion?"

"This guy carried us out one by one under the bombardment. Later, when he was carrying another person, he was faced with enemy machine gun fire..."

"This kid... used his back to block the bullet."

"When he was rescued by a military doctor, he was told he wouldn't live more than two years."

As he spoke, the boss couldn't help but choke up, and many staff officers in the command room burst into tears.

Staff Officer Chen stopped talking. Who would have thought that this guy was involved in such a big incident? He is a real man with a tough life.

......

It is the winter solstice, midnight.

In Binjiang City, the weather was extremely cold, and the inkstone was frozen solid, so that even a finger could not bend or stretch it.

Especially...inside the coffin.

The coffin containing Lin Xia's body was moved to the outer courtyard by Han Congxue, and the coffin lid was covered with a layer of frost.

hiss...

It’s cold!

Lin Xia in the coffin could hardly bear it anymore and was shivering from the cold.

"Wife..."

"You said you changed me into a white outfit, just like the White Impermanence..."

"Are you trying to freeze me to death with such thin clothes..."

Lin Xia curled up in the coffin, she could hardly bear it any longer.

No!

I wasn't shot to death, but if this continues I will be frozen to death.

No, no, I have to go out.

In the Northeast region, it is really possible to freeze to death if you go out at night in winter.

Lin Xia, who couldn't bear it any longer, slowly opened the coffin and planned to hide in the house first.

He rolled over and entered the house through the bedroom window...

In the bedroom, Lin Xia hid in a corner and didn't even dare to breathe... because Han Congxue was lying on the bed and sleeping.

Fortunately, my hiding skills are strong enough.

Han Congxue didn't fall asleep either. She lay in bed crying until now.

Suddenly she seemed to see something in the hazy state.

I think I cried for too long and my eyes are blurry.

She stayed up all night.

Lin Xia stayed in the room for about an hour when she suddenly remembered something!

broken!

Account book!

The account book is still in the office!

As the director of the logistics department, Lin Xia often embezzled a lot of gold bars and used them to supply the Eighth Route Army troops in the rear.

How to embezzle?

That was naturally cooking the books, and the fake account book with several items that had not been processed was placed in the office.

Lin Xia is not really dead, and he still has to work in the Secret Service.

But the secret service will definitely accept the fake account book, and anyone with a discerning eye can see the clues at a glance.

Is this still possible?

No!

No no no!

I have to go to the Secret Service immediately to get that account book back!

With that, Lin Xia stood up and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

Fortunately, Lin Xia's lightness skills were strong enough to make her footsteps silent, otherwise Han Congxue would have discovered her.

After leaving the house, taking advantage of the dark and windy night, Lin Xia used his light skills to climb up the roof beam and headed straight for the Secret Service Bureau.

...

Inside the Secret Service Bureau, only a few lights were on in the entire building at this time.

There was also a figure sneaking into the corridor, along the wall...Xiong Gang.

"hey-hey."

"Lin Xia, you have come to this day."

"You bastard, you got a lot of good stuff before you died."

"I can't even imagine how many gold bars you have hidden in that cabinet!"

"Why is Hu Mei'er following you? Don't think I don't know! It's because you're rich!"

"Today, everything is mine!"

At this time, Xiong Gang had already arrived at the door of Lin Xia's office. Seeing that there was no one on either side, he pried open the door lock with a bang and pushed the door open to enter the room.

Xiong Gang naturally didn't dare to turn on the lights. It was pitch black, and he could only walk in the room with the help of a ray of moonlight that shone into the room.

tata tao...

Ears pricked up.

Xiong Gang: “!!!!”

Footsteps!

Why are there footsteps?!!!!!!!!!!

In an instant, Xiong Gang's hair stood on end!

Gu...

The frightened bear just swallowed his saliva.

I heard it wrong! Yes, I must have heard it wrong!

How could there be footsteps?

Could it be that there are ghosts?

Xiong Gang had read some books and knew that there were no ghosts in the world. We should believe in science, science!

He walked towards the cabinet door cautiously and nervously.

Lin Xia came into the office one step ahead and naturally noticed the bastard Xiong Gang.

Damn it! You wanted to kill me when I was alive, and now that I'm dead you're still thinking of stealing my money!

This bastard is so fucking hateful!

No!

Gotta scare this bastard!

Xiong Gang walked carefully step by step to the cabinet door of the office.

Greed obscures everything.

He skillfully pried open the cabinet door with a steel wire, and the corners of his mouth could no longer help but rise.

Gold!

There really is gold!

A total of five gold bars!

"Lin Xia, Lin Xia, you're really rich! This should be all your belongings, right?"

"Hey, today! Everything belongs to me!"

Xiong Gang was about to reach into the cabinet as he spoke, but before he could touch the gold bars,

Suddenly I felt someone tapping my shoulder.

"Don't make trouble, I'm busy."

"Huh? Wait, who!"

It was pitch black, with moonlight shining brightly, and Lin Xia stood behind Xiong Gang with a fresh and charming look.

I patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Xiong Gang: “!!!”

In an instant, the hairs stood up and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Slowly turned his head.

Xiong Gang's eyes suddenly widened. The face in front of him in the darkness made him panic and tremble.

"Forest..."

Lin Xia was wearing a white funeral robe, like the White Impermanence, and Han Cong Congxue was wearing the dead person's clothes before Lin Xia was put into the coffin.

With a thud, Xiong Gang fainted on the ground and was no longer able to move.

Lin Xia shrugged helplessly.

This guy... is really too scary.

"I haven't even used my full strength yet, how come this bastard fainted?"

Then, Lin Xia took the account book and put it into the space inside his body. He quickly walked out of the Secret Service Bureau and went straight to the coffin.

...

The next morning, Xiong Gang was yelling all over the Secret Service Bureau, and then he ran into Chen Feng's office.

"Section Chief, listen to me. There is a ghost. There really is a ghost. Believe me!"