Originally, according to Mo Lao's thoughts, this Tianlin would definitely be like those beautiful women like flowers before, and she would just be transferred here in her own place, and she would be sent to other places after a short time, becoming the lord of a certain force or the favorite concubine of a strong man, undoubtedly that was the most suitable place for her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What Mo Lao didn't expect was that Lin would settle down here this day and not leave, and as he gradually began to participate in the actual intelligence work, he looked like he was going to settle here completely.

Although Mo Lao didn't say anything about this, he secretly frowned, after all, he had regarded this Tianlin as a very unstable factor, and if he was not careful, he might completely expose his side and cause irreparable consequences.

However, later Tianlin's performance made Mo Lao Fang understand that his original worries were undoubtedly superfluous.

Although she was undoubtedly a rookie beginner when she first came, because of her extreme hard work and smart mind, she became more and more prosperous in this position.

So much so that later, with the gradual excellence of her merits, she was personally recommended to Leng Feng by herself, and became the actual controller of the Chrysanthemum Organization in the Eastern Continent.

Thinking of this, Mo Lao looked at Tianlin's gaze and couldn't help but feel a little more pampering and gratification.

After all, she was brought out by herself, although she was called a subordinate and subordinate, but in fact she had nothing to do with the master and apprentice, and if it was about the real love, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was father and daughter.

While thinking so in his heart, under Tianlin's repeated insistence and humility, Mo Lao and Granny Mo beside him simply sat on the bench opposite him.

"Commander, this is ......"

While speaking, I saw that Granny Mo had already taken out a blank piece of paper from her arms and handed it over, not only did her thin hands tremble slightly, but even her voice began to choke.

This made Tianlin's face sink injably, and when she took it and saw the names of the people densely marked in red letters on it, her eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly.

However, there is a custom in the chrysanthemum organization, that is, all those who die within the organization must be sent to Shangfeng with a red letter, and then sent to the headquarters in Chiba Island.

On the one hand, it is so that the headquarters can find the relatives related to the deceased and take proper care of them, and on the other hand, the red letter annotation represents the red blood flowing by the ancestors, so that the later ones can take this as a warning and be ready to sacrifice at any time.

You must know that Granny Mo is a contemporary of Mo Lao, and her position in the chrysanthemum organization is also very important, and the storms she has seen in her life are even more ordinary, and what can make her so moved is obviously not ordinary.

No wonder Granny Mo would have such a gaffe.

In this small white paper, the names written on it are so dense that there is no gap, even if Tianlin roughly counts them, I am afraid that there must be nearly three hundred?

Don't underestimate such a number, although it is said that the number of dead in any battle under the previous series of battles is definitely more than this number, but you must also know that the people on this list are all elites who have been rooted here for a long time, not to mention the rich experience, and the ability is obvious to all, but now they are all sacrifices, so how can Granny Mo not feel heartache for it?

You must know that this is the biggest loss of the Chrysanthemum Organization since its establishment!

Seeing that not only did Granny Mo bow her head and endure the tears, but even Mo Lao on the side faintly revealed a trace of gloom, Tianlin also felt that her eyes were hot, and the tears were almost about to flow.

You must know that this hand is not just the name of the vermilion, it is a life that was once very vivid, and many of them are not only familiar with but have only been the role models of their predecessors, but now they have all fallen into such a fate.

After collecting the blank paper with great importance, Tianlin said very seriously.

"Two seniors, please rest assured, I will definitely send someone to transfer it to the hands of the Lord of Cold Wind Island, and their orphaned relatives will also be properly arranged on the island, and they will definitely not let the sacrificed people chill under the Nine Springs!"

"So there is a labor commander!"

Mo Lao and Granny Mo got up at the same time and saluted Tianlin.

Quickly got up and stopped it, but the two of them saluted for the sake of those who sacrificed it, so no matter how Tianlin stopped it, they were still stubborn, and finally sat back in their seats with a sigh from Tianlin.

Seeing the second elder like this, Tianlin sighed sincerely in her heart.

After all, such an intelligence agent is like this, not only is it not known at all when he is alive, but even when he dies, he is silent, and at most he only transmits it back to the headquarters in Chiba Island through this vermilion handwritten list, so that he can keep it and properly settle his relatives and orphans accordingly.

Even for the sake of secrecy, even if they are dead, they can't be known by their relatives, and often after many years of special consideration by Chiba Island to confirm that there is no need for secrecy, they will really send a death notice to their families, but at that time, not to mention the bones of the deceased have long been cold, and it is impossible to even look for them.

In desperation, the relatives can only bury their clothes to express their thoughts.

Let's take the present moment!

Now those soldiers outside can relieve their nervous nerves a little because of their successive victories in the past, drink a few glasses of turbid wine and take a few sips of barbecue, talk and laugh loudly while reminiscing about their comrades who died in battle.

But as Tianlin, these agents did not have such a soothing moment at all.

Every victory is only a moment of joy and pride in their hearts, at most, it is just a commendation order from the Chiba Island headquarters, and it is undoubtedly a great luxury for them to want to announce or share the joy of victory with their companions.

Take Mo Lao and Granny Mo in front of them as an example, they were outstanding in the case of fighting alone, and it was precisely because of their existence that the organization had a firm foothold here, but their greatest treatment was only a few commendation orders and badges written by Leng Feng from Chiba Island that they had properly treasured, not only only did a few people know about their existence except for themselves, but even their families on the island did not know their true whereabouts and whether they were dead or alive.

Sometimes, even a victory may represent a greater danger, and many agents have not had time to be proud in their hearts, because of their own exposure and into an unprecedented crisis, the leakage of their identities and the fact that they are fighting alone, so that they can only wait to be captured by the enemy.

Enemies who hate their hidden agents are so merciful that they are so unmerciful that they often end up dying only after they have been humiliated and tortured, and it is almost impossible to die a happy death.

So much so that after thinking of all this, Tianlin couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Different from the atmosphere of singing and laughing in the outside world, there is a little solemnity in this small tent, whether it is Tianlin or Mo Lao Mo, they are very wise not to speak, silently paying tribute to the heroic spirits of the war dead in their hearts.

It can be said that the battlefield they are in now, although it is hidden in the dark, and even the smoke of gunpowder is impossible to talk about and unknown to most people, but when it comes to the cruelty and bloody danger, it is no less than the real battlefield.

Even, when many years later are singing the praises of the heroes who fought unyieldingly on the battlefield until their deaths, how many of them will know or remember these heroes hidden in the darkness?

Because of the need for secrecy, they must always wear this cloak of mystery!

Everyone laughed and I cried alone, and even this cry could not be too presumptuous to attract the attention of people with hearts, more often they could only choose to hide this grief deep in their hearts, but they still had to wear the most unnoticeable mask on their faces!

"What's the situation on the other side of the Xuanji Gate?"

After taking a deep breath, Tian Lin asked with grief and pretending to be relaxed.

After all, the dead are gone, but the living still have to fight for their mission and duty, and indulging in grief for a long time is also a luxury for them.

Hearing Tianlin's question, the expressions of Mo Lao and Granny Mo couldn't help but be the same at the same time!

As an old agent who is also highly qualified, even if the sacrifice has exceeded their original estimates, if it comes to the collection of thoughts, they are not ambiguous at all, so that they quickly enter the state. (To be continued.) )