Chapter Forty-Eight: A Trap Within a Trap

"Listen, I need an explanation." A middle-aged man jerked Su Xin's collar and roared.

Su Xin weakly said to the others around him: "Hey, for the sake of our previous relationship, someone will help him pull him away." I felt that the wound was a little inflamed, and it hurt. ”

"Kill you, bastard!" Although everyone thought so in their hearts, they couldn't really just look at it like this, so they hurriedly pulled the two apart, and Su Xin staggered back to the hospital bed and began to pretend to be dead again.

"Say, it's better to be able to explain things all at once." The middle-aged man calmed down a little and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

Su Xin put on a serious expression and said, "Actually, this is all a trick I have set up, the purpose is to lock down the true identity of that traitor." Sending a letter is just a means to lure the snake out of the hole, and everything that can be done now is just waiting for the results of the investigation of the Ninth Theater Security Bureau. ”

"Are you sure you'll catch that traitor?"

"It's 10:20 a.m., counting the time when the letter was sent, and there is a difference of four hours in between. Of course, you are in a special case. Su Xin continued: "As far as I know, within the scope of the military camp, the Ministry of Security is managed and monitored, but this time it is just monitoring its own personnel. As long as you check all the mobile call records and network communication records in these four hours, the traitor will definitely be caught. ”

"How did you do that?"

Su Xin took out his mobile phone and dialed a number at this time: "Hello principal, it's me Su Xin." Thank you for your help in this deployment of the 9th Theater Security Department and the National Special Police Detachment...... It's okay, things are going well...... Okay headmaster, hang up first. ”

"Toot." Su Xin put away his phone and made a "That's it" gesture to the people around him.

"Aren't you afraid we'll be shot and killed by those thugs?" Another man stepped forward and accused.

Su Xin's answer was very righteous and awe-inspiring: "I believe in the strength of those national special police, even if there is an accident, but for the sake of those soldiers who died in vain guarding the border are not sacrificed in vain, our plan is also worth it." ”

"It's just your plan!"

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There was a time when Su Xin would dream of this kind of scene at night. He used his most perfect plan to protect others, but he was accused of being selfish and extreme, and his talent was abandoned in a dirty corner and no one cared about him.

In the dream, Su Xin could cry very sadly every time, but in reality, Su Xin could only smile and put on that "pride".

"Can you think of any other coping in the shortest amount of time?"

Su Xin hates the sentimentality in his heart, even if he is abandoned by the world, he doesn't want to become the kind of person he hates.

"If in war all plans against the enemy are free of danger and sacrifice, then the chances of success are less than ten percent, because no fool will risk something worthless."

There was silence, and this was the third time that there was silence in the ward. Although Su Xin's words are a bit extreme, what is more intriguing is that since Su Xin's resignation, the work of the Ninth War Zone seems to have fallen into a hollow in an instant. Often, after the front-line troops have suffered defeats, the staff department cannot come up with a suitable response plan for two days, sometimes even for a week.

"Save your strength!" This was the most common phrase spoken by the commander of the Ninth Theater, and the tone of his speech was as relaxed as if war was a game that would not kill people, making the situation in the entire Ninth Theater cower like an octopus with severed tentacles. It can also be said that Su Xin's resignation has a great deal to do with violating his combat policy.

This time, there was an incident of leaking military information by a spy, which made the Ninth War Zone, which had already lost the initiative on the battlefield, even more embarrassed. If Su Xin's plan succeeds, his side will relatively save a little face and victory rate, and if it fails or delays, the Ninth War Zone may usher in a greater storm.

"I need to rest, you can go." Su Xin put on a posture of "sending off guests", and the others naturally did not want to stay any longer, and left in line one by one.

"Knock knock." It was Li Yilian who knocked on the door, she didn't leave from the beginning, but just stayed quietly in the next ward at the behest order. Even if there were two gunshots from Su Xin's ward, she only twitched her heart twice and didn't act without permission.

Su Xin is in a very bad mood now, on the one hand, he remembers the bad memories of the past, and on the other hand, he thinks of the traitors in the military region.

"Xiaoxin, are you feeling better?" Li Yilian knew that he couldn't help with official affairs, so he could only care about his health.

"I need to rest, Sister Mercy, you can go back to the academy first." Su Xin smiled, although he was smiling, his face was a little pale.

After pouring a cup of warm white and opening it on the table, Li Yilian left the ward.

"Ninth War Zone?" Su Xin clenched his fists, "It seems that it's time for my relationship with it to be closed." ”

Li Yilian, who was hiding outside the door, looked at it for a while, sighed and walked down the stairs silently.