Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

"Yes. Then Chief Liu, please don't see me off. I'm leaving now."

Zhao Qingru felt her heart beating violently.

Her pretty face was flushed, and her chest in the plain cotton cheongsam rose and fell.

Liu Long smiled slightly, and waved his hand while wearing his coat: "Okay, then I won't see you off. Beautiful Miss Zhao, take care."

After watching Zhao Qingru walk into the snow and return home, Liu Long closed the door.

Sitting next to the phone, he deliberately said to Gao Mu: "Damn it, when will this little girl be able to get started?"

The spies in the Secret Service Department who were monitoring Liu Long were all very depressed.

This Section Chief Liu is totally uneducated!

brazen!

No Bilian!

Could such a person be an agent hidden in the Central Police Agency?

This caused the spies who were still trying hard to monitor to have big doubts about their boss, Section Chief Takagi Shibuya!

Did Section Chief Takagi eavesdrop on the wrong person? Big mistake! ...

Early the next morning.

Old Zhao, dressed as a doctor, met Li Liejun, who was recuperating, in a remote guest room in Lin Dahai's house.

After two days of rest, Li Liejun looked much better except for the scars which needed time to heal.

He was already able to sit on the bed and watch Lao Zhao apply ointment to the wound on his waist.

"Comrade Zhao, who saved me?"

Li Liejun is a person with a more literary air.

But he was able to survive two days in the gates of hell of the Secret Service Department, which shows that he was a tested and determined revolutionary comrade.

So Li Liejun was grateful from the bottom of his heart to the person who rescued him.

Lao Zhao smiled softly and said, "I can't tell you who saved you. But it was one of our own comrades."

Li Liejun pondered for a moment and guessed unwillingly: "Is it the Lin Dahai outside?"

Old Zhao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Minister Lin is from Zhongzhou, but he is currently serving as the Minister of Commerce in Manchukuo. He is not one of us..."

Li Liejun racked his brains but couldn't figure out who would save him.

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, stop imagining. The fact that you are safe and sound is the best news for the organization and for us colleagues. But there are still spies following you outside these two days, so take a rest for two days. When you find an excuse to leave the city and get rid of the spies outside, I will pick you up."

An old intelligence agent like Lao Zhao doesn't need Liu Long to remind him.

During the past two days, we went to Li Liejun's home to apply medicine and found out that there were spies guarding outside.

Li Liejun nodded, knowing that it was time for him to play a role.

Li Liejun still insisted, and said with emotion: "The person who was able to rescue me in such an environment is really capable! Have I met this benefactor since I came to Xinjing?"

Lao Zhao picked up the medicine box used for disguise, put on his mask again, and laughed: "I should have seen it before."

After Lao Zhao left, Li Liejun tried hard to recall the people he had met since coming to Xinjing.

The Japanese soldiers guarding the city... Impossible...

Those spies are even more impossible!

They wished they could peel off Li Liejun's skin and pull out his bones!

Comrade Lao Zhao said it was not Lin Dahai. Li Liejun suddenly remembered a person who had a frivolous face and had called him a traitor and a dog slave.

Li Liejun was shocked...

The whip sounded loud, but it didn't really hit him.

At that time, he even treated those dog spies to a meal, and his own stomach was growling with hunger...

But now thinking back, he actually bought himself a few hours of precious time...

It’s actually him!!!

Li Liejun's face changed drastically, and he felt extremely guilty. At this time, Lin Dahai knocked on the door outside: "Brother Li? What's wrong?"

"Oh, Minister Lin, please come in."

Now staying at Lin Dahai's home, Li Liejun does not have any bad impression of Lin Dahai.

On the contrary, Lin Dahai treated him very well.

I asked my family to make chicken soup or something to nourish him, and also got him a hundred-year-old ginseng.

Lin Dahai, wearing a mink hat, asked about his well-being and then smiled: "I am a few years older than you, so I call you Brother Li!"

Li Liejun also smiled and said, "Of course, Brother Lin."

Lin Dahai habitually patted people on the shoulders, and he patted Li Liejun's shoulder, but he used too much force and hit Li Liejun's wound.

Li Liejun grimaced in pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry, brother. I'm sorry... Look at me, I'm such a rough guy, I don't know how to handle things properly!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Liejun said it was okay, but he still rubbed his butt.

I tried to stay away from Lin Dahai as much as possible, for fear that he would hurt me by accident.

Lin Dahai laughed awkwardly and patted his own thigh.

"Since you call me brother, I will call you brother. I will get straight to the point. It was Section Chief Liu who asked me to help save you. Section Chief Liu agreed to my conditions, but I don't know when it will be completed."

Lin Dahai lost the dice game to Liu Long that day and he was still feeling unconvinced.

His title of the number one dice king in the three northeastern provinces was gone just like that?

He had to fight with Liu Long again, and the matter of his precious daughter Lin Wanqing was still unclear.

As a father, he can never let it go.

After hearing this, Li Liejun finally understood what Liu Long had exchanged with Li Dahai.

It turned out to be the traitor he thought was—Liu Long—who saved him!

Li Liejun felt even more guilty.

I thought that if I had the chance, I would definitely thank Liu Long in person, and also make friends and become a brother with him.

I will never forget this great kindness.

But Li Liejun couldn't reveal it, so he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know the details of your agreement with Section Chief Liu, why don't you give him a call?"

Lin Dahai didn't think much about it: "Okay, Brother Li, take a rest! Eat and drink! You are at my house just like you are at home! Since you are good friends with my future son-in-law, you are also my good friend!"

Li Liejun was shocked: "What? How did Section Chief Liu become your uncle?"

Lin Dahai laughed: "It's only a matter of time, only a matter of time! Can this little monkey escape from my Five Finger Mountain? Then you can come to the wedding!"

Lin Dahai smiled and said, "Brother Li, we are both from Fengtian. You can also help me put in a few good words and let Liu Long marry my daughter as soon as possible so that we can become a family. Isn't that the end of it?"

This is the real purpose of Lin Dahai's coming to disturb Li Liejun.

Where is this going?

Li Liejun smiled bitterly and agreed: "When there is a chance, I will definitely help you get together."

"That's good, that's good, you take a rest! Call me if you need anything!" Lin Dahai closed the door and came out contentedly.

At the National Police Agency, Yanagi Ryu was summoned by Taro Ozawa.

"My wife told me that you called me a few days ago to inquire about my health?"

"Hi!" Liu Long was holding a bag of medicine, looking very loyal. "This is a tonic I specially found from the most famous Chinese medicine doctor in Xinjing. It will be very helpful for your body!"

"I didn't expect that Yanagi Ryu-kun has been worried about my health!" Ozawa Taro seemed very happy: "Let it go. By the way, how is the car preparation going?"

"Hey! Everything is ready. The Central Police Department's General Affairs Division has six trucks, and I borrowed three more from outside. They've all been checked, have full mobility, and have new tires! Nothing will go wrong!"

Taro Ozawa nodded in satisfaction: "You did a great job! Weapons will be distributed in the next two days. Please cooperate with the police equipment department and do a good job!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ozawa, I will do my best!"

Coming out of Ozawa's office, Liu Long felt relieved. After going through so much hardship, he was finally approaching this golden mission...