Wang Ge is eighteen years old this year and is already an adult.

But since I was a child, I love to cry, I am afraid of being beaten, I like to be coquettish, and I have been doted on by my father, mother, sister, and brother, and I have long developed a habit and become a part of life.

When chasing the Japanese spies, Wang Ge ran too fast, did not wear shoes, the skin and flesh on the soles of his feet were too tender, and he was not familiar with the road, and his feet were worn out by stones during vigorous exercise.

After killing the red peony, Wang Ge, who was highly nervous, relaxed his nerves, only to find that his feet hurt, only to find that his feet had lost a lot of blood.

But the current danger has not been lifted, Wang Ge can only endure the pain in his feet, with tears in his eyes, he didn't dare to cry, and quietly hid.

In the end, he figured out a way to tear off two pieces of underwear fabric and cover his bleeding feet.

Then wait pitifully and quietly.

Han Qu saw Wang Ge, and also saw the people Wang Ge chased, but Han Qu, who had done things, was in the shadows, and there was really no way, so he got up and pursued the Japanese spies.

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"Director, the autopsy results are out, Red Peony is a suicide! The ring on the left hand of the red peony contains potassium cyanide, and at the same time, we found a flying needle on the back of the red peony's neck, and there are no scars of the fight in other parts of the body. ”

The forensic doctor of MI3 reported the results of the autopsy to Guan Yushan.

"Uh-huh, got it."

All of this was expected by Guan Yushan, the red peony must have committed suicide by poisoning, but it was dark at the time, and Guan Yushan did not see the poisonous ring on the red peony's left hand.

"It's really dangerous! If you were an adult, facing the sexy and enchanting red peony, it might not be the ending you have now. ”

After knowing the results of the autopsy, Guan Yushan was shocked into a cold sweat, Wang Ge's life was hanging by a thread at that time, in such a dangerous situation, what did the little cutie think?

Guan Yushan was too curious, and was ready to take a moment to ask a good question, the genius is cute.

"The little cutie who is timid, smart, afraid of pain, and afraid of death is the Japanese spy, the real nemesis!"

Guan Yushan sat at his desk, took a sharp puff of a Hangzhou brand cigarette, and talked to himself appreciatively.

As the leader of the three departments, Guan Yushan was not greedy at all, and half of the seized money was divided equally with Wang Ge, and half was distributed to the agents of the three departments.

Such a distribution scheme is already super democratic in today's troops.

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"Hey, hello! I'm Guan Yushan from MI3, is the boss in the office? ”

"Seat, Guan Yushan's call, do you want to answer it?"

"Pick it up!"

I already knew what happened last night, and it was done by MI3 again, but the big boss just couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he didn't call Guan Yushan, just waited for the dog, called himself, and personally reported everything that happened last night.

For MI3, the big boss hates and loves, and it is difficult to give up, how to clean up Guan Yushan, who is older than himself and has old qualifications, the big boss has not been able to make up his mind?

"Hello, Director! I'm a Xiaoguan in the third department, and I've been too busy lately, and I haven't been honoring the director. Some time ago, I accidentally got a box of high-quality cigarettes worth tens of thousands of yuan, and I was about to send it to you! It's not 。。。。。。 ”

"What? Is a box of cigarettes worth tens of thousands of dollars the best in the United States? ”

The top boss of the Republic of China, I have heard of the good color brand cigarettes in the United States, but unfortunately I have not seen the best good color cigarettes, it is said that the cigarette box of good color cigarettes, inlaid with diamonds, a box of best good color cigarettes, you can change to a car.

Colorful cigarettes are a favorite of the super-rich in the United States and a sign of super-politician status.

"Director, although the good color cigarettes in the United States are expensive, we people in the Republic of China are not used to smoking them. Xiaoguan's cigarettes are not worse than Haocai cigarettes at all, nor are they cheaper than Haocai cigarettes, but unfortunately they only got a box, and the next time the director comes to Chongqing, he will send it to the director immediately. ”

Reaching out and not hitting the giver, Guan Yushan could only endure the pain of cutting his love in order to ease the relationship with the boss.

"What brand of cigarette?"

The big boss is also a top old smoker, and immediately asked curiously.

"Director, Xiao Guan doesn't know what brand it is? Just wait for the next time you come to Chongqing and taste it for yourself! ”

Guan Yushan is cunning and cunning, at this time, the brand of cigarettes must not be said, it must not lose its sense of mystery, and it must be believed by the director himself.

"Don't you even know each other?"

"Director, just last night, Xiao Guan unexpectedly cracked a Japanese spy team, the battle was particularly fierce, after a bloody battle, three eliminated this Japanese spy team。。。。。。"

"Old shell, why don't you answer the phone? Why not return the telegram? Now, you have to give Lao Tzu a reasonable explanation! ”

Obviously, the big boss is angry, and he is still angry with his previous grievances.

"Director, the Japanese spies in Chongqing are infiltrating everywhere, there are too many! In the invisible front, if you want to eliminate the Japanese spies, you must block important news, and radio silence is just a means of defense for Xiaoguan.

In order to keep the stinging operation, Xiaoguan put the high-tech talents and logistics personnel of the three departments, including the female 。。。。。。 ”

"Lao Guan, why didn't you live this time in the beautiful snake operation? Can't you catch a live Japanese spy? ”

Again, I heard the cordial cry of the director.

"Woo woo。。。。。 The director originally caught a living one, but the Japanese agent Red Peony, who was too strong, committed suicide without fear of death. The quality of Japanese agents is too high, as long as they know that they can't escape, they will immediately choose to commit suicide。。。。。 ”

"Lao Guan, report your work well, what are you crying about?"

"Woo woo。。。。。 You have to cry, you don't care about the old pass, woo woo woo... ”

"Lao Guan, Lao Tzu is really too busy, I don't have time to listen to you crying, hang up!"

"The director, the mayor of Chongqing's car, appeared at the house of the Japanese agent, and stayed in it for a whole afternoon!"

"What? Are you sure? ”

"For sure! But I only saw the car, not the mayor himself! ”

At the end of the call, Guan Yushan released the amazing information that had been prepared a long time ago.

"There's information! But I don't dare to move in three places, boss, come by yourself! ”

Guan Yushan is such an idea, the hot potato must be given to the boss.

The big boss also has a direct intelligence agency, which is full of the elite of the secret service, specializing in dealing with the most difficult and important things.

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"Xiaobao, where is your work unit? The boss is going back to the army tomorrow, and the fake report will be distributed, so let's meet him! ”

Hu Jun excitedly made a phone call to Wang Ge and told him to leave Chongqing tomorrow and return to the army.

"Boss, Xiaobao tells you the place, you guys come over quickly! MI3 address, in 。。。。。。 ”

"Hahaha。。。。。 Xiaobao, the six of us are at the door of MI3, you can come and pick us up! ”

Hu Jun happily interrupted Wang Ge's speech and said proudly.

"Hehe, Xiaobao will pick you up at the gate!"

After hanging up Hu Jun's phone, Wang Ge shouted happily to Jia Jun: "Xiaojun, push Xiaobao to the gate, Xiaobao's classmates, come and see Xiaobaoniao." ”

"Okay, little brother."

Jia Jun immediately stopped the morning training and ran to push the cart.

Wang Ge was wearing slippers, sitting on a two-wheeled cart, with two small feet, and gently wrapped several circles of gauze in order to prevent dirty things from becoming infected.

Wang Ge cherished his life, and would go to the infirmary in three places every day to change his dressing.

Even if the doctor advises you to change the medicine once every three days.

The gates of MI3.

"Xiaobao, what's wrong with you? What's going on? ”

Looking at Wang Ge in a wheelchair, Hu Jun squatted down distressedly and asked with a bad face.

A group of friends all gathered around and asked worriedly.

"Xiaobao, I almost sacrificed the bird! It was dangerous。。。。。 A Japanese female agent, wearing a poisonous ring on her hand, almost killed Xiaobao with a bird! ”

Wang Ge's eyes are moist again, he loves to cry since he was a child, that is Wang Ge's habit, he likes to perform vividly in front of his relatives, making his relatives feel distressed.

"Really? Did you fight the other night again? ”

"Boss, of course it's true, Xiaobao shed a lot of blood that day, woo woo woo 。。。。。"

Zhao Ming and several of them like to call Wang Ge a sissy, just because Wang Geke is squeamish, crying at every turn to win sympathy.

"Oops! I'm really in a hurry, the boss wasn't by your side at the time! Otherwise, you will kill the dog! ”

"Yes! Brother Xiao Ming is not here! Otherwise, you will definitely kill the dog spy! ”

"If I were here! Play Dead Dog Agent! ”

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"Boss, Xiaobao doesn't cry anymore, I've been crying for several days, my tears are dry, let's go with Xiaobao!"

Wang Ge wiped his tears, beckoned Hu Jun and the others, and walked towards the courtyard of MI3.

"Stand upright, take a break!"

"Private Liu Tao, please review it from the chief!"

Liu Tao shouted solemnly, and Xiong Tao took the bayonet on the gun, without squinting, standing at the gate, performing a standard military salute.

"Hello comrades!"

"Hello Chief!"

"Comrades, thanks to the birds!"

"Chief, it's a blessing!"

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Hu Jun and other classmates can see that these soldiers standing guard respect Wang Ge from the bottom of their hearts.

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"Xiaobao, Brother Xiaoming doesn't want to go back to the army, I really want to be with you!"

The canteen had an extra meal at noon today, and the staff of all three places accounted for Wang Ge's light, and they could have a hearty lunch.

In the small canteen of MI3, looking at a large table of big fish and meat, Zhao Ming said with a particularly firm attitude.

Several classmates all knew in their hearts that although their troops also had meat dishes, they were all the worst and fattest fat meat, and one person, at most, one or two pieces, wanted to eat again, but there was no more.

A group of classmates, including the boss Hu Jun, all looked eagerly at Corporal Wang Ge, looking forward to Wang Ge's satisfactory answer.