Chapter 12: The World's Fault
Jiang Donghuan did not leave the community, but turned left and right, avoided the surveillance cameras, and sneaked into the front of a household.
That's right, it was Jiang Jin's hiding place that he had detected before, and since today was trading day, the mission did not use this hiding place as an offensive target.
But with the failure of the mission, it was not Jiang Jin himself who was killed, he felt that it was necessary to come and take a look.
Binggui was very fast, and now it was not long before the incident, he took out a hemispherical instrument, covered the electronic lock of the door, and after a few seconds, there was a sudden beep, and the door opened in response.
Jiang Donghuan held the gun in both hands, and after making sure that there were no traps or alarm devices at the door, he quietly walked in.
As soon as he saw the messy room, Jiang Donghuan slowed down and carefully checked the environment.
The living room, no one, the bedroom, no one, he checked all the rooms in the house, and finally confirmed that the other party had fled.
After Jiang Donghuan took back the gun, he began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to collect the remaining clues, but the other party is also a professional agent, although they are not like special operators, but logistics personnel and intelligence gathering personnel are the largest part of the agent group.
With no computers, no paper papers, no photographic images, Jiang Donghuan had nothing but a pile of burnt wreckage.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to have left in too haste, and at the very bottom of the ashes, he still found some fragments that were not fully burned.
After carefully preserving the items, he left the abandoned house.
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The site, codenamed A130, is a nondescript house mixed with low, dilapidated old buildings.
As soon as Jiang Donghuan entered the door, he saw a gun pointed at him.
"I'm scared to death, you guys haven't been here for so long, I thought something was wrong."
A middle-to-upper looking woman who looked like an ordinary white-collar worker in the crowd lowered her gun and said.
"It was an accident, and the aconitum was sacrificed."
Jiang Donghuan said in a deep voice as he walked inside.
"What do you say? He..."
The woman was surprised and fell silent again, and there was no more.
Such a fate seems to have been seen since the moment they decided to start this dangerous job.
How many field agents, or front-line special operators who face the violence of killing, wounding, and violence, can retire as peacefully as those who do logistics and intelligence analysis? Even an ancillary technician like her.
Jiang Donghuan untied the backpack behind him, and suddenly poured out a bunch of green bundles of dollars, pulled out half of them and said: "Old rules, now that the aconitum is gone, you and I are one and a half." ”
The funds for the activities of the field agents are limited, and the little salary paid above is not worth their life and death, and is only equivalent to the level of senior white-collar workers.
Therefore, any stolen money seized from the enemy during a mission like this will turn a blind eye to the upper side, and never ask about the specific whereabouts, as long as the mission is completed.
Jiang Donghuan didn't pause, and while putting away his half, he took out a bunch of packaged fragments and handed them over: "This was found in Jiang Jin's hideout, can you analyze any valuable information?" ”
"I'll try."
Red Ginseng took it and nodded after looking at the image that was so mutilated that there was barely complete text and blurry discoloration.
"Aconite said that the text is a list of intelligence officers stationed in the Korean army, but it is encrypted, and they must carry out the next transaction, if it is not stopped, the informant will be arrested, and once the contact person is revived, something will happen to it, and then we will have trouble."
"The above must be more urgent than us now, so I'll report the mission."
Red Ginseng calmly accepted the million dollars, as if he did not feel any sadness about the departure of his companion.
"Wait a minute!"
Jiang Donghuan suddenly stopped the red ginseng and said, "You... Do you know what Aconitum is called? ”
Her body paused sharply, and she stood there for a long time.
"I only know that his pseudonym is Park Sung-ho."
After that, she left directly, leaving Jiang Donghuan alone in the room in a daze.
"That's right." After she opened the door, she suddenly stopped and said, "My name is Jane Meilai, and here I am." ”
Jiang Donghuan smiled when he heard this: "My name is Jiang Donghuan." ”
"If I die one day, you can plant a pot of daffodils and put it on the balcony, I love the sun."
Before her words fell, the person had disappeared.
Jiang Donghuan lowered his head and smiled, and the smile turned into a helpless wry smile.
They are such a group of people, even if they are dead, except for the dusted files, there is not even a single person who knows their name, and no one will remember who they are, they are really nameless, as for whether they are heroes or not...
And who will judge? Who is qualified to judge?
Jiang Donghuan took out the signed photo from his arms, looked at the cute girl with a bright smile in the picture, he took out a lighter and lit it gently.
He whispered to himself as the photo gradually curled, and the red tongue of fire gradually devoured the beautiful face.
"Aconite, I gave you the autograph you wanted, I hope you can be happy down there, so that you won't live this life like a thread anymore, but is this girl so beautiful? Makes you so attentive. ”
Looking at the photo that turned into ashes, Jiang Donghuan patted the ashes on his hands and sighed.
It was the only thing he could do.
Why do they live like this?
He didn't know if it was them, or the world, that was wrong...
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Although the Ming Dynasty was not defeated by the Manchus, after a hundred years of peace, it still underwent peaceful evolution in the mid-19th century and established the constitutional monarchy of Huaxia.
Eight years of foreign war have continued to stalemate on the Korean Peninsula.
The two sides come and go, you advance and I retreat, and almost plow this small peninsula, until the Mi army entered the war later, and the neon country completely surrendered.
After the war, the Republic of North Korea and the Republic of South Korea were established with the covert help of Huaxia and the Republic of Korea, respectively, with the 38th parallel of north latitude.
However, the group of countries that were originally one country was divided into two countries, which led to internal conflicts, and it was not long before the Korean War broke out.
With the covert support of Huaxia, the Northern Dynasties approached all the way, and when they were about to be unified, the United States suddenly sent troops to land and participate in the war, and pushed back all the way.
After the Chinese protest against the United States into the war, it also sent troops to participate in the war, and the two sides fought again on this land, and the form became more and more fierce under the long-term attack, and the two sides had to sign an armistice agreement under the forced intervention of the United Nations.
However, the signing of the armistice agreement did not mean the end of the war, and in order to ensure security, both China and the United States had troops stationed in both Korea and South Korea for a long time, and the struggle on the surface turned into a secret war.
Especially in recent years, with the rapid economic development of South Korea with the help of the United States, while the Northern Dynasty has been left unchecked because China is busy with internal problems, resulting in the slow growth of national strength, and its internal desire to take the opportunity to get rid of Huaxia's control is even more turbulent.
Although the situation is once again critical, although it has not yet been completely expressed on the surface, the struggle in the secret has already begun.
At this time, Kang Dong-hwan, as a special field agent stationed in South Korea, was stirred into this chaotic whirlpool, and his feet were deep in the mud and could not extricate himself.
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