MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 68 'I'm sorry' (recommendation ticket requested)

  Chapter 68 "Sorry" (recommendation ticket for collection)

   Tea house, third floor, private room.

   Kawada Yongkichi stood by the window:

  Look at the misty Qiantang River in the distance.

  Look at the bustling crowd.

   The sound of hawking, shouting, talking and laughing came one after another.

   "Sanben-kun, what did you see?" Kawata Yongkichi showed an intoxicated expression.

   Without waiting for Sanben to answer, he pointed out the window himself, "I saw the Great Japanese Empire conquering this land, conquering the whole of China, and the great Yamato nation will become the master here, and these will all be ours."

   "I saw it." Sanben's eyes sparkled, "the ignorant and incompetent Chinese people, they don't deserve to own such a rich land, and the timid Chinese people can only tremble in the face of the powerful military power of the empire."

   Right at this moment, two shots were fired.

   "Where to shoot?" Sanben asked anxiously, and at the same time pulled Kawada Yongkichi from the window, that position was too dangerous.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan had a cigarette in his mouth, and he clenched his teeth hard. He immediately understood what the comrade who shot was doing!

  He used his own life to warn those comrades just now!

  Cheng Qianfan took a deep breath, trying his best to control his emotions.

  He looked at Luo Liu, what he was most worried about at this time was Luo Liu.

  Cheng Qianfan can now determine the identity of Luo Liu. This is his comrade, an agent of the Hangzhou Red Party hidden in the Hangzhou Secret Service.

  He was worried that Luo Liu would be impulsive.

   Luo Liu was holding a gun in his hand, and his hand was shaking.

   Not afraid.

   is full of grief and anger.

  He recognized that the man who was rounded up by the Secret Service was the husband of the couple he had gone to meet and report to.

   It turns out, it turns out, it turns out—they can't reach their superiors!

  They can only report in this way!

   Luo Liu hates himself! !

  If he knew this was the case, he would rather expose and sacrifice himself!

  …

   Poof!

  Meng Qiang, who was fighting back, looked down at his calf.

   Poof!

   Another shot hit him in the shoulder.

  He fell down.

   "Wrap it up!"

   "Catch alive!"

   "It's the Red Party!" Cheng Qianfan looked extremely excited, "Brother Luo? Great opportunity, if you can catch a Red Party, you will make a lot of money."

   "Go and see."

   Two men rushed over with guns in hand.

   "Secret Service, our own people." The two of them shouted hurriedly while running.

  People from the Party Affairs Investigation Office glanced at the two of them, and then saw more people with guns running over, scolding their mothers as they ran, knowing that the two were not lying.

  The two rushed forward, squeezed in, and saw the gunman lying on the ground with a large amount of blood on his back, and he was also shot in the back.

   "It's hopeless." A spy from the Party Affairs Investigation Department bent over to look, and shook his head.

   "Bastard!" He Huan squeezed over and cursed angrily.

  The man's mouth was squirming, and he was whispering something.

   "What did he say?" He Huan asked immediately.

   "It seems to be saying..." The spy knelt down and listened to it, a little uncertain.

"say what?"

   "Say 'sorry,' it seems," said the spy.

sorry?

What's the meaning?

   Sorry who?

  Luo Liu clenched the gun tightly, his chest filled with endless grief and hatred, only he understood what the man meant.

  The husband died, leaving orphans and widows.

   This comrade sacrificed himself and completed the task. At the last moment before he died, all he had left in his heart was infinite guilt and concern for his wife and children...

  Cheng Qianfan stood there, with blood flowing under his feet.

  He felt that he couldn't breathe, he thought of Lao Liao...

  …

   "What's going on?" Wan Delong, the leader of the action team of the special training class, arrived with his people.

   "What the hell!" He Qichen, the obese captain of the Hangzhou District Action Team of the Secret Service, also rushed over with his men.

  Gao Lan and others had fled long ago due to the sudden riot and such a desperate commotion by the Red Party. He Huan, political director of the Hangzhou District of the Party Affairs Investigation Department, was furious, and looked up to see two groups of people surrounding him.

"Captain He, you—" He Huan glanced at He Qichen who was running away out of breath, showing a sudden realization expression, "Well, let me just say, our people will not be exposed, He Qichen, you say, you Why did people from the Secret Service appear here? It must be your appearance that has aroused the vigilance of the Red Party!"

"Okay, He Huan, grandpa, I haven't said that you are the ones who disturbed our good business, but you still beat him up first." He Qichen jumped up and scolded, "I tell you, He Huan, you are in a big trouble, so you let him go —”

   "Captain He, speak carefully!" Wan Delong categorically reprimanded.

  He Qichen shut up and stared at He Huan.

   "He Huan, Director He." Wan Delong sneered, looking at He Huan almost gnashing his teeth, "Your Party Affairs Investigation Office must give our Secret Service an explanation for this incident!"

   As he spoke, he said coldly, "Close the team!"

  The people in the action team of the special training class followed Wandron and left silently.

   "Ce Na Niang, close the team!" He Qichen also cursed.

  A team member asked in a low voice, "Captain, still..."

   "Return, return the fart!" He Qichen scolded, "It's such a big fuss, what kind of mouse can't go away!"

  Cheng Qianfan was hesitating which side to follow when he saw Wu Yuanfang quietly waving at him not far away.

  After the two groups left, the agents of the Party Affairs Investigation Office stood beside the corpse, a little at a loss.

   "Director, we seem to have surprised them." A secret agent whispered.

   "What a shock!" He Huan scolded angrily, "They are the ones who disturbed our good deeds! The Secret Service must give us an account of this!"

   "Retract the team?" the spy asked.

"Shut up." He Huan waved his hand, frowned again, knelt down and stared at the corpse for a few moments, "Find out the identity of this person, what does he do, how many people are in his family, and who is he with? If you have a relationship, check it out for me!"

"yes!"

   "Also—" He Huan gritted his teeth and pointed to the passenger ship that had already docked, "Call everyone, everyone on the passenger ship, check it out for me!"

  Gao Lan has escaped, and the important figures of the Red Party on the passenger ship cannot escape!

  …

  Cheng Qianfan followed Wu Yuanfang, walking on the still messy street.

   "Deputy Director Yu wants to see you." Wu Yuanfang whispered.

  Cheng Qianfan nodded.

  Passing by a teahouse, he caught a glimpse of a group of people in a hurry in the alley on the left side of the teahouse.

  Suddenly.

  Cheng Qianfan's eyes lit up.

   "Brother Cheng, what's wrong?" Wu Yuanfang asked in a low voice.

   "Cawada Yongkichi's people!" Cheng Qianfan couldn't hide his excitement, and whispered through gritted teeth.

   "People from Chuanta?" Wu Yuanfang was shocked and wanted to turn around to look.

   "Don't look." Cheng Qianfan whispered, "They are very alert."

   As he said, he pulled Wu Yuanfang to continue walking, "I'll follow them, and you report to Deputy Director Yu immediately, and gather people to surround them."

   "Okay!" Wu Yuanfang also knew that the matter was urgent, so she nodded without hesitation, and patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "Be careful in everything."

  …

  At this moment, Wupeng Lane is two streets away from Huashiliu Lane.

  A woman with bloodshot mouth and swollen right cheek was carrying a small bundle and her face was ashen. She was holding a five or six-year-old boy in her hand and boarded a black-covered boat by the river.

   "Sanni, are you fighting again?" asked the punting grandma.

"kindness."

   "Go back to your mother's house?"

"kindness."

  Grandma shook her head and said nothing.

   "Mom, where's Daddy?" the little boy asked.

"Mother will take you first, and Daddy will come to us." The black boat cruised in the waterway and passed under a stone bridge. The woman looked into the distance, and there were so many people on the bridge. The child's hand, talking and laughing, walked across the bridge.

   "Daddy will come to us." The woman hugged her son and said in a low voice, "It will definitely."

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