Inserting an undercover agent is actually a very troublesome thing.

It's impossible to say that if you go undercover and you can go undercover, you can be an undercover agent.

In addition to this, there are three aspects that need to stand up to scrutiny.

First of all, the identity must stand up to scrutiny.

Take Wang Xin as an example, his identity can stand up to investigation - a college student, who was expelled from school for protecting his girlfriend and causing serious injuries.

The second is the resume.

Wang Xin had the experience of studying in Qingpu class, and in order to erase this experience, the special second district still did a lot of work.

Finally, there are the relatives.

It is impossible for a lonely person to enter the Secret Service - even if Zhang Anping is the director of No. 76, there are still some rules, otherwise it is equivalent to sticking a piece of paper on his forehead:

I have a problem, come check me!

Wang Xin is not from Shanghai, and his family is not in Shanghai, so Zhang Anping arranged a "wife" for him - a classmate in the Qingpu class, not his original girlfriend.

When he chose this line, in order not to affect his girlfriend, Wang Xin proposed to break up and drive the girl who liked him away from his side.

Only such a person with a family can meet the conditions of number 76 to enter it.

Wang Xin's "wife" is called Wen Pan.

Among the working couples, some people will naturally come together because they fight hand in hand behind enemy lines, but there are also "husband and wife" who respect each other even if they have been suffering together for several years, and never go beyond the thunder pool by half a step.

Wen Pan and Wang Xin are the latter.

……

Wen Pan received the bad news and saw Wang Xin's body on the 76th, and couldn't help crying sadly.

The civilian pseudo-female officer who was in charge of pacifying on the side told Wen Pan about Wang Xin's "heroic death", about the cruelty and ruthlessness of the resistance, Wen Pan cried numbly, and kept recalling all kinds of things that he once respected each other.

"I want to bring him back."

"Mrs. Wang, we are buried in a group ......"

"I want to bring him back!"

Wen Pan repeated his request.

She knew that Wang Xin didn't want to be buried with a group of traitors after he died.

Seeing Wen Pan's resolute attitude, the female traitor had no choice but to say, "I'll go find Shangfeng and talk about it." ”

"Shangfeng" is naturally Zhang Anping, after hearing this request, Zhang Anping agreed without saying a word, waved his hand, and arranged for someone to send the body back - this kind of request from the family is very normal, and no one feels strange.

After Wang Xin's body was sent home, Wen Pan asked the surrounding neighbors to help with the funeral, but none of the neighbors who got along with each other enthusiastically were willing to help-

No one wants to give a traitor to handle the aftermath, even if the traitor's family is not willing to pay for it.

Wen Pan didn't have many complaints, seeing that there was no one to help, she was born into a big family, so she could only handle the aftermath clumsily.

Although she tried her best to simplify the process of the aftermath, she was still busy until the evening, and she finished arranging according to her memory.

After lighting the soul-attracting lamp and hanging it in the doorway, she stopped and saw the merciless gaze of her neighbors.

She hadn't cried since she returned home, and suddenly she broke down and cried.

She wanted to hold a bullhorn and shout to her neighbors:

"He's not a traitor!"

"He's a hero!"

"He is an anti-Japanese fighter!"

But she knew she couldn't shout that.

Grievances, distress, sadness, all kinds of complex emotions erupted together at this moment.

She cried to pieces.

He is an anti-Japanese fighter!

But he has to bear the infamy of a traitor, and finish the last mark of his life in the indifferent eyes of his neighbors.

In the midst of her crying, someone suddenly said beside her:

"Also, is there anything else you can help with?"

Wen Pan, whose eyes were red, looked up in amazement and saw a person he often saw in photos - that photo, Wang Xin, who had been sleeping on the floor for countless nights.

Wang Xin has never been able to forget the lover who took the initiative to cut off the bonds.

Wen Pan looked at the other party and shook his head after a long time.

The woman looked at the door where the soul-attracting lamp was hung, her eyes were complicated, she hesitated for a long time, and whispered:

"Condolences."

With that, the woman turned and left.

Wen Pan hesitated and shouted:

"Miss Lin."

The woman stopped and turned to look at her former lover's wife.

Wen Pan pursed his lips, and after hesitating repeatedly, he said, "You can take a look at him." ”

Afraid that the woman would refuse, Wen Pan said in a lamented voice: "Please." ”

The woman hesitated and nodded slowly.

In the main room, after Lin Yifei came in with Wen Pan, she looked at the body parked in the house, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

After a long time, Lin Yifei said in a low voice:

"Can I see him?"

Wen Pan nodded again and again, turned around and left the room, leaving the space to the pair of lovers separated by yin and yang.

Lin Yifei approached the corpse step by step, uncovered the paper covering Wang Xin's face, stared at the face that could not be forgotten in his memory, and the bean-sized tears fell one after another.

Finally, a heart-rending question sounded in the room:

"You...... Why be a traitor! ”

Outside the house, listening to the heart-rending questioning, Wen Pan's heart tingled.

He's not a traitor!

He's not a traitor!

He's a hero!

He's a hot-blooded hero!

Wen Pan wanted to rush in and tell her the truth, but the black shadow that appeared at the door was staring at her with cold eyes.

She didn't want to look at the shadow either.

Inside the house, Lin Yifei wiped away her tears and said softly:

"That's fine."

"At least you...... Can't do bad things anymore. ”

"In the next life, please be a good person."

She gently covered her former face with the paper on her face, and chose to leave without looking back after getting up.

"Mrs. Wang, mourn."

After saying this, Lin Yifei turned around and left.

"Miss Lin."

Wen Pan called one after another, but Lin Yifei did not pause again.

Looking at Lin Yifei's disappearing back weakly, Wen Pan sat on the ground weakly, and kept muttering:

"He's not a traitor."

"He's not a traitor."

She wanted the only person he remembered not to hate him.

A dark shadow slowly walked to Wen Pan's side, sat on the ground with her, and listened silently to such muttering, with an expressionless face.

Wen Panmeng looked at the black shadow:

"Teacher, he shouldn't be infamous on his back!"

The black shadow is Zhang Anping dressed by Zhang Shihao.

He looked at Wen Pan silently, and after a long time, he whispered:

"This is the fate of our profession and many people."

"He shouldn't bear the name of a traitor!"

Wen Pan was still repeating this sentence, Zhang Anping beckoned lightly, and Yu Xiuning, who was secretly hidden, walked out, patted Wen Pan's back, and comforted the woman who was fighting side by side with Wang Xin.

Zhang Anping got up and walked into the house where the body was parked.

Untied the paper covering his face, looked at the wetness on his face, and slowly brushed it off with his light hand.

He whispered, "I'm sorry. ”

I'm sorry I didn't save you;

I'm sorry that you have died, but I can't give you the treatment that the victim deserves;

I'm sorry!

"When the time comes, I will definitely tell her that you don't like her anymore, you are ...... chose the saddest path. ”

Zhang Anping finished speaking softly, slowly uncovered the white cloth covering the corpse, and gently lifted Wang Xin's right hand.

He was not mistaken, it was indeed a Buddha bead.

He reached for Wang Xin's pocket.

He took out six Buddhist beads and broken threads, counting the one in his hand, a total of seven.

And the string of Buddha beads that Wang Xin carried was a total of thirteen!

Zhang Anping carefully looked at the broken bracelet string and confirmed that it was torn off forcefully, not the result of being broken naturally.

A conjecture came to Zhang Anping's mind.

Buddha in the heart?

He wasn't sure, so he walked to the other side and carefully examined the scar on Wang Xin's left hand.

Zhang Anping picked up a Buddhist bead in his left hand, and used his fingers as a knife with his right hand, and his body shook to simulate the scene of carving a Buddhist bead with a knife.

The fingers of the knife's right hand touched several fingers of the left hand again and again.

Zhang Anping ended the simulation and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his conjecture.

Opening his eyes again and looking at Wang Xin's body, Zhang Anping knelt down and kowtowed four times in succession, each time his forehead touched the ground.

He didn't even dare to say sorry to Wang Xin anymore.

He called softly:

"Yu Xiuning."

Yu Xiuning heard the sound and came in.

"Take Wen Pan down to rest, don't come over without my order."

"Yes!"

Yu Xiuning should be, hesitated for a moment and said, "Teacher, I'll go to the pillar incense first." ”

"Hmm."

After the incense, Yu Xiuning left and coaxed Wen Pan to go to another room.

Zhang Anping took out a scalpel from his pocket, took a deep breath, and slowly untied Wang Xin's clothes.

……

Twenty minutes later, Zhang An sat quietly on the ground, staring at the six Buddha beads placed in front of Wang Xin with deep eyes.

There are words on each bead, and after his combination, this sentence is discharged:

Basis, point, have, start, explosion, machine.

Wang Xin was ordered to be exterminated by Fujita Yoshimasa, and the reason why they were exterminated was because they searched two Japanese strongholds.

"There's an initiator?"

Zhang Anping's gaze deepened.

Will the Japanese prepare a detonator for the sake of stronghold secrecy?

Obviously impossible!

Because Shanghai was occupied by the Japanese, even if it was a secret stronghold, why did it need to detonate the aircraft?

can make Wang Xin think about passing it on until he dies, obviously this detonator is connected to the lead - as long as it is activated, it can be used!

So, there is only one explanation:

These two strongholds are Fujita's backhand, and the purpose is that once Research Institute Zero is breached, once it is pressed, everything can be reduced to nothing!

Is it for secrecy?

No!

It's for yourself!

Fujita wasn't sure how he would use to achieve his goal, but he was convinced that he would definitely find a way to break through Research Institute Zero, so he prepared this move-

At a critical time, after pressing down, defeat becomes victory!

Wrong!

Zhang Anping is a spirit.

If Fujita was prepared like this, how could he have no backhand?

You know, this is a counterfeit coin-making den, and once it is destroyed, the work of proving counterfeit coins will be completely over - since Fujita Yoshimasa is so well prepared, how can he not meet this result?

[There is only one explanation: there is also a counterfeit den!] 】

[Or is this just a den on the surface, and the real den is not here?] 】

No, Yu Xiuning presided over the attack last night, but counterfeit money was seized from the car that went out of this den!

[There is also another possibility, the real den is responsible for the refining process of counterfeit coins, and the semi-finished counterfeit coins will be transported to the Zero Research Institute for final processing, which can not only create the illusion that the Zero Research Institute is responsible for the manufacture of counterfeit coins, but also hide the real counterfeit dens! ] 】

The more Zhang Anping thought about it, the more he felt that this could be very great, and even felt that this was the truth.

But how can it be verified?

Zhang Anping thought about it and felt that he could only find a way to check the vehicle that entered the Zero Research Institute, as long as he could find the half-finished counterfeit money from it, he could confirm his speculation.

"Fujita, Fujita, you're really tall!"

Zhang Anping couldn't help but chatter.

After speaking, he couldn't help but look at Wang Xin, if it weren't for the information provided by Wang Xin, he would probably scratch his head, and he wouldn't have thought that the chess eye that Fujita Yoshimasa put out from the beginning was actually an outcast!

Having said that, for such a layout of an outcast, how many people can see through the authenticity?

"You saved the whole Shanghai district."

Zhang Anping told Wang Xin in a low voice about the value of this information.

If there is no information about this, Shanghai District, including himself, I am afraid that he will be wiped out by Fujita Yoshimasa!

I can't imagine that if Fujita Yoshimasa's conspiracy succeeds, will there be any more great resistance in Shanghai?

"One day, I will announce your merits to everyone."

"One day, I will announce to everyone how a warrior who is infamous as a traitor can use his life to convey this kind of information!"

"If I die, there will be someone else to tell the world......"

Zhang Anping swears.

……

Zhang Anping invited Xiuning and Wen Pan in.

He uncovered Wang Xin's clothes and told Wen Pan about Wang Xin's use of life as a carrier to transmit information.

Zhang Anping looked at the student who was crying for his comrades-in-arms and said softly:

"After a while, I will arrange for someone to send you back to Chongqing."

"When the Anti-Japanese War is won one day, you must remember to tell the world that there was a soldier named Wang Xin, who cut off the love thread, committed himself to the enemy camp with infamy, and finally used his life to send out a piece of information that saved the lives of hundreds of comrades-in-arms."

"You have to tell the world that there is a young man named Wang Xin who gave up his studies, threw his pen into Rong, and used the information he passed on with his life to curb the enemy's counterfeit money offensive."

Wen Pan nodded fiercely, swearing in her heart that one day, she would let her comrades wash away the stigma and let people know that he was not a traitor, he was a hero.

Yu Xiuning's nose was sour.

She had thought as much as possible about the cruelty of the intelligence front.

But under the protection of her teacher, she felt that intelligence work was far less brutal than she imagined.

But now she knows that it is not that she is not cruel, but that she is not there on the most cruel front.

Zhang Anping said again: "Xiuning, you have been with Wen Pan in the past few days, until Wen Pan has dealt with Wang Xin's funeral and evacuated safely, understand?" ”

Wen Pan is Wang Xin's "wife" and is responsible for Wang Xin's funeral, so Zhang Anping wants to tell her the truth.

However, the information transmitted by Wang Xin with his life is also related to the success or failure of destroying the counterfeit banknote stronghold, and there must be no mistakes.

Therefore, he arranged for Yu Xiuning to accompany him, which was both a companion and a surveillance.

It's cruel, but this is the intelligence front!

Yu Xiuning didn't think much about it, and said:

"Yes, Teacher."

"I'll go first."

Yu Xiuning hurriedly said:

"Teacher, Chen Ming is waiting for you outside, let him report to you about last night."

Glancing at the "Fufu Demon", Zhang Anping nodded.

"Fufu Demon" Yu Xiuning knew that the teacher understood what she meant.

Yu Xiuning can't do this, on the intelligence front, women are already more difficult than men, and it is even more difficult to get ahead, and she can only become the leader of the major with the protection of her teacher, but she is still not very optimistic about the future.

Therefore, I can only help my husband.

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(There will be no such abusive chapters in the future.,The main thing is that the dog author wants to write about the cruelty of the intelligence front.,But this is a cool article after all.,Just come once in a while.,I won't come often.。 ）

(The good news is that I don't have yang, it's just a cold.)

The bad news is that the blood pressure is high, 151......

So the forecast is updated: Strive to complete the update before eleven o'clock in the future, and try to achieve a daily update of two chapters and 7,000 words, and it will not explode in a short period of time.

Excuse me. ）

(End of chapter)