The mask was shot off, my husband, you are the king of spy wars

Chapter 268 The Last Breath

Qian Tong's tough tone silenced any opposition, and of course everyone knew that even if they opposed it, it would be useless.

Because this is considered a punishment from their superiors.

First, they lost the Yamei Company's site, and then Nancheng eventually fell into the hands of the Communist Party. The Military Control Commission finally said nicely that they had gloriously transferred out of Nancheng under the cover of the Communist Party.

But isn’t it actually being forced to leave?

Han Congxue didn't say a word from beginning to end, she just felt a haze hanging over her heart.

Lin Xia is dead, and he no longer cares about right and wrong, life and death, or the vastness of the world. All that remains is to keep getting closer to his belief in the Three Principles of the People.

The meeting finally came to an end, and half a month later they left Nancheng and took a boat to Songcheng.

During this period, you can do some unfinished things in Nancheng, as a way to say goodbye to Nancheng properly.

After the meeting, Han Shizhang suddenly knocked on the door.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Han Congxue stepped forward and said.

Han Shizhang nodded to Qian Tong and his group as a sign of respect, then said, "Xiaoxue, Commander Liu is at the door. He wants to see you."

Han Congxue was stunned, "Huh?"

"Commander? What do you want to talk to me about?"

The next second, Han Congxue suddenly thought of something in surprise, "It must be about Lin Xia! They found Lin Xia!"

"Quick! Take me to see him!"

Not only her, Qian Tong and his group also followed behind to show courtesy. Of course, they were far away and could see but not hear.

But this is enough to show politeness. After all, you are staying in someone else's home, so you should be polite.

...

It's right at the gate of the Han family villa.

Liu Changkong and a squad of soldiers stood upright at the door of the villa and saluted one after another.

This was something Liu Changkong had instructed long ago, and of course he took the lead in doing it.

Even when Han Congxue was still a few hundred meters away, Liu Changkong saluted properly.

The person being saluted was not Han Congxue, but Lin Xia's wife.

Han Congxue ran over almost as fast as she could, but halfway through she felt her high heels were too much of a hindrance, so she simply took them off and ran over barefoot.

Finally, he ran to Liu Changkong panting.

"Liu... Commander Liu!"

"Is it... Lin Xia... Lin Xia found... found!" Han Congxue shouted breathlessly, bending over, with anticipation in his eyes.

Liu Changkong nodded almost subconsciously, then froze for a moment and quickly shook his head.

"Oh no, no, no..."

"It's like this, Miss Han, someone wants to see you."

It was visibly visible that Han Congxue's expression changed from joy to disappointment and then to confusion.

"Who? Can Master Liu come and invite me personally?"

Liu Changkong said without blushing or beating his heart: "He's just an old leader of mine."

"He had heard of the name of Blood Rose in South City a long time ago, so he wanted to meet her."

"My old leader is old and in the hospital, and his health is not good."

"But I just hope to meet Miss Han."

As an excellent agent, Han Congxue could tell something was wrong just from Liu Changkong's few words. It was obviously illogical.

The code name Blood Rose is indeed well-known in South City, but he is not the only Military Control Commission killer with such a reputation.

Old Wolf, Peach Princess, and Clown in the site are all top masters, and none of them are inferior to her, Blood Rose.

But why do you want to meet her alone?

So he asked doubtfully, "Is that all, Commander Liu?"

Liu Changkong reacted for a second or two and then quickly said, "No, it's not."

"It's mainly because my old leader was also a master of shooting back then!"

"I heard that Blood Rose's long-range sniping skills are superb, so I wanted to meet her."

"I want to see the young people of today."

After hearing what Liu Changkong said, Han Congxue finally believed it a little. It made sense.

After that, the two of them decided to go there at dusk.

"Please, Miss Han, I will come to pick you up when the time comes."

"Can I bring someone?"

"Of course, but not too much. The hospital needs quiet, and the old leader also needs quiet to recover from his injuries."

"it is good."

...

After leaving the Han family villa, Liu Changkong hurriedly got on the military truck and kept wiping the sweat off his face with tissues.

Matu, who was driving the truck, couldn't help but smile, "I'm not saying anything about the division commander."

"Look at you, why are you sweating even when talking to a little girl?"

Liu Changkong immediately shouted angrily: "Idiot, I'm not good at lying!"

"Drive! Hurry up!"

......

Han Congxue returned to the villa and talked to Qian Tong and the others, and he also felt something was wrong.

But maybe it's true?

Maybe it is true that an old leader really loved sniping in the past, but now he is too old to shoot, so he wants to see the younger generation today?

That makes sense.

In fact, Han Shizhang had already known about it before, and he had shed countless tears behind her back.

"Daughter."

"Don't think too much. I will accompany you when the time comes."

"Don't worry, the Communist Party's behavior is very upright. You should have seen the current situation in the city."

"The people are all applauding, so there will definitely be no problems."

Han Congxue nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to your dad."

"Bai Wan, you will come with me then."

"it is good."

......

In the evening, although the lights were on in the hospital, it was still not very clear. I could only see about ten meters away.

In a dark ward, Lin Xia sat slumped in a wheelchair, looking pale and thin, and coughing up blood from time to time.

Now he no longer has any strength left, even speaking is difficult for him, and he can only maintain this weak breath.

"Is it almost reaching its limit..."

Lin Xia raised her hand with difficulty and murmured.

Not far from the hospital, Liu Changkong was driving Han Congxue on the road.