After that, as is customary, Maria and I snapped four or five times. Then he hugged her to sleep. When she woke up the next morning, she confessed her contacts with the Russian partisans, a list of rebel groups lurking throughout the Norman Empire, and other secrets, such as several Norman local officials with ties to the guerrillas, foreign arms dealers, smuggling channels, and drug trafficking networks.

It can be said that as long as a surprise attack is launched according to Maria's information, the number one cancer in the Norman Empire will be crippled if it does not die. This information is more than enough to offset Maria's guilt and her problems as a spy.

In modern spy warfare, there are countless double agents or even several spies. The spy who was rebelled against and then continued to lurk in the shadows was rebelled again, and then rebelled again...... It's not a big deal. The bigwigs above need these dog bits and pieces to work for them, so usually, unless they do something too out of the ordinary, these high-level spies are not in danger of their lives.

And the information that Maria handed over was out of line.

And it's a big outrage. She is tantamount to completely turning against her organization, completely betraying and betraying them. One can imagine how angry the Russian partisans, who had suffered a huge blow, after learning that the person who betrayed them was Maria, and how much they wanted to kill Maria.

As a skilled spy, Maria naturally wasn't unaware of the results of doing so. But she did it anyway......

I know, I know, oh, Maria. Looking at her stubborn eyes, I knew what was going on in her heart. She wanted to prove herself with such an act. Prove her love for me. Proving her determination and courage......

"But there's no need to do that." As I said this, I hugged Maria in my arms: "In the future, let's just treat it as if nothing happened." Leave it to me to deal with that guerrilla force. You don't have to think about it that much. There is no need to break with them, just make a mistake and make a mistake. As for your affairs, I will also help you hide it from others. ”

"But, but......" Hearing me say this, Maria was still a little unwilling.

"Nothing is more important to me than you." I said this to Maria.

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And just like that, I settled Maria's matter. After spending another half day preparing for the wedding with Kulicino, I went to the hospital. Outside the ward, I was going to knock on the door. But in the end, he still didn't do it, just silently pushed open the door and walked in.

There is only one bed in the ward, near the window. Outside the window, the spring was bright, and the patient, who had no big problem in itself, leaned on the bed, half-lying, and looked at a sparrow flying outside the window......

It's not a butterfly, a swallow or anything like that, it's just a sparrow, it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, it's not unusual, it's not precious......

Before she knew it, Kokuli felt like she was about to cry......

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Ahh It's painful to write this kind of plot! Labor and management are not suitable for curing the plot mouth! It's so touching that you can't figure it out at all, bastard!