Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 273 Buddha Beads (Part )

Placing an undercover agent is actually a very troublesome matter.

It is impossible to say that if you are asked to go in and be an undercover agent, you will become an undercover agent.

Beyond this, there are three aspects that must withstand scrutiny.

First, the identity must withstand scrutiny.

Take Wang Xin as an example. His identity can withstand investigation - a college student who was expelled from the school for protecting his girlfriend and causing serious injuries.

Second is the resume.

Wang Xin had the experience of studying in the Qingpu class. In order to erase this experience, the Special Second District did a lot of work.

Finally, there are relatives.

It is impossible for a lonely person to join the Special Committee - even if Zhang Anping is the director of No. 76, there are still some rules, otherwise it will be like sticking a piece of paper on the forehead:

I have a question, check me out!

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

When he chose this career, in order not to hurt his girlfriend, Wang Xin broke up with him and drove the girl who liked him away from him.

Only such a person with a family can meet the conditions of No. 76 to enter it.

Wang Xin’s “wife” is called Wen Pan.

Among working couples, some will naturally come together because they fought hand in hand behind enemy lines, but there are also "couples" who, even if they have been through thick and thin together for several years, still treat each other with respect and never go beyond the boundaries.

Wen Pan and Wang Xin are the latter.

……

After Wen Pan received the bad news and saw Wang Xin's body on the 76th, he couldn't help but burst into tears with sadness.

The civilian pseudo-female officer who was responsible for comforting Wen Pan told Wen Pan about Wang Xin's "heroic death" and the cruelty and ruthlessness of the resistance elements. Wen Pan cried numbly, constantly thinking about how we had treated each other as guests.

"I want to take him back."

"Mrs. Wang, we have a mass burial here..."

"I want to bring him back!"

Wen Pan repeated his request.

She knew that Wang Xin didn't want to be buried with a bunch of traitors after his death.

Seeing Wen Pan's firm attitude, the female traitor had no choice but to say, "I'll go talk to Shang Feng."

The "top person" was naturally Zhang Anping. After hearing this request, Zhang Anping agreed without saying a word and arranged for someone to send the body back - this kind of request from family members was normal and no one found it strange. .

After Wang Xin's body was sent home, Wen Pan asked the neighbors to help with the funeral arrangements, but no one among the warm-hearted neighbors was willing to help——

No one is willing to arrange the funeral arrangements for a traitor, even if the traitor's family pays.

Wen Pan didn't complain much. Seeing no one to help her, and coming from a wealthy family, she could only clumsily handle the funeral arrangements by herself.

Although she tried to simplify the funeral process as much as possible, she was still busy until the evening before she completed the arrangements according to her memory.

After lighting the soul-inducing lantern and hanging it at the door, she saw the merciless eyes of her neighbors while she was standing still.

She had not cried since returning "home", and suddenly she broke down and burst into tears.

She wanted to shout to her neighbors with a loudspeaker:

"He is not a traitor!"

"He is a hero!"

"He is an anti-Japanese warrior!"

But she knew she couldn't shout like that.

Grievance, distress, sadness, all kinds of complex emotions broke out at this moment.

She burst into tears.

He is an anti-Japanese warrior!

But he had to bear the reputation of being a traitor and spend the last part of his life in the indifferent eyes of his neighbors.

While she was crying, someone suddenly said next to her:

"Is there anything else you can help with?"

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

Wang Xin has never been able to forget his lover, but he took the initiative to cut off the bond.

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

The woman looked at the door where the soul-inducing lamp was hung, with complicated eyes. She hesitated for a long time and whispered:

"Condolences."

After saying that, the woman turned and left.

Wen Pan hesitated and shouted:

"Miss Lin."

The woman stopped and turned around, looking at her former lover's wife.

Wen Pan pursed his lips, and after hesitating again, he said, "Can you look at him?"

Afraid of the woman's rejection, Wen Pan wailed, "I beg you."

The woman hesitated and nodded slowly.

In the main room, Lin Yifei followed Wen Pan in and looked at the body parked in the room, her eyes turning red involuntarily.

After a long time, Lin Yifei whispered:

"Can I see him?"

Wen Pan nodded repeatedly, turned around and left the room, leaving the space to the lovers who were separated by yin and yang.

Lin Yifei walked closer to the body step by step, uncovered the paper covering Wang Xin's face, and stared at the unforgettable face in her memory, with big tears falling one after another.

Finally, a heartbreaking question rang out in the room:

"Why...why do you want to be a traitor?"

Outside the house, Wen Pan's heart hurt as he listened to the heart-rending questions.

He is not a traitor!

He is not a traitor!

He is a hero!

He is a passionate 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. Wen Pan promised several times, but finally did not go in.

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

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

"fair enough."

"At least you... can't do bad things anymore."

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

She gently covered her face with paper, stood up and left without looking back.

"Mrs. Wang, my condolences."

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 helplessly at Lin Yifei's disappearing back, Wen Pan helplessly sat on the ground and kept murmuring:

"He is not a traitor."

"He is not a traitor."

She wanted the only person he cared about not to hate him.

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

Wen Pan looked at the black shadow fiercely:

"Teacher, he shouldn't be carrying the name!"

The black shadow is Zhang Anping dressed up by Zhang Shihao.

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

"This is the fate of many people in our industry."

"He shouldn't be known as a traitor!"

Wen Pan was still repeating these words, Zhang Anping waved gently, and Yu Xiuning, who was hiding in secret, came out, patted Wen Pan on the back, and comforted the woman who was fighting alongside Wang Xin.

Zhang Anping then stood up and walked into the room where the corpse was parked.

Zhang Anping untied the paper covering his face, looked at the moisture on his face, and slowly brushed it away with his hands. He whispered: "I'm sorry."

Sorry, I didn’t save you;

I'm sorry, you have sacrificed your life, but I cannot give you the treatment that a victim deserves;

sorry!

"When the time comes, I will definitely tell her that it's not that you don't like her anymore, you just... chose the most miserable path."

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

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

He touched Wang Xin's pocket.

He took out six Buddhist beads and the broken thread. Counting the one in his hand, there were seven beads in total.

And the string of Buddhist beads that Wang Xin is carrying has a total of thirteen beads!

Zhang Anping carefully looked at the broken bracelet string and confirmed that it was torn off by force and not the result of natural breakage.

A guess emerged in Zhang Anping's mind.

The Buddha is in your heart?

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

There are many scars on his left hand, all of which were cut by sharp blades. Zhang Anping picked up a Buddhist bead with his left hand, used the fingers of his right hand as a knife, and shook his body to simulate carving on the Buddhist beads with a knife.

The fingers of Weidao's right hand touched several fingers of his left hand again and again.

Zhang Anping ended the simulation and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he was convinced that there was no problem with his guess.

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

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

He called softly:

"Yu Xiuning."

Yu Xiuning came in after hearing the sound.

"Take Wen Pan down to rest. Don't come here without my order."

"Yes!"

Yu Xiuning responded, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Teacher, I will put on the incense first."

"Ah."

After finishing 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 Anping sat quietly on the ground, staring deeply at the six beads placed in front of Wang Xin.

There are words on each prayer bead. After his combination, he came up with this sentence:

According to, point, have, start, explode, machine.

Wang Xin was silenced by Fujita Yoshimasa, and the reason why he was silenced was because they had searched two Japanese strongholds.

"Is there a detonator?"

Zhang Anping's eyes became more profound.

Will the Japanese prepare detonators to keep their stronghold secret?

Obviously impossible!

Because Shanghai was occupied by the Japanese, even if it was a confidential stronghold, why did it need a detonator?

It can make Wang Xin think about passing it to death. Obviously this detonator is connected to the fuse - it can be used as long as it is activated!

So, there is only one explanation:

These two strongholds are Fujita's back-ups. The purpose is that once Research Institute Zero is breached, everything can be reduced to nothing after being pressed down!

Is it to keep it secret?

Do not!

It’s for yourself!

Fujita was not sure what method he would use to achieve his goal, but he firmly believed that he would have a way to break through Research Institute Zero, so he prepared this move——

At the critical moment, press and turn defeat into victory!

wrong!

Zhang Anping was shocked.

If Fujita had made such preparations, would he have no backup plan?

You must know that this is a counterfeit currency production den. Once it is destroyed, the work of proving the counterfeit currency will be completely completed. Since Fujita Yoshimasa is so well prepared, how could he not encounter such a result?

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

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

No, in the attack hosted by Yu Xiuning last night, counterfeit coins were seized from the car leaving this den!

[There is also another possibility. The real den is responsible for the refinement process of counterfeit coins. The semi-finished counterfeit coins will be transported to Research Institute Zero for final processing. This can create the illusion that Research Institute Zero is responsible for the manufacturing of counterfeit coins. , and can also hide the real counterfeit coin dens! 】

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

But how to verify it?

Zhang Anping thought about it and felt that he could only find a way to check the vehicles entering the Zero Research Institute. As long as he could find semi-finished counterfeit coins from them, he could confirm his speculation.

"Fujita, Fujita, you are really tall!"

Zhang Anping couldn't help but talk about it.

After saying that, he couldn't help but look at Wang Xin. If it weren't for the information provided by Wang Xin, he might have scratched his head. He never thought that the chess trick Fujita Yoshimasa showed from the beginning was actually a discarded piece!

Having said that, how many people can see through such a layout for an abandoned child?

"You saved the entire Shanghai area."

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

Without this information, everyone in Shanghai, including himself, would probably be wiped out by Fujita Yoshimasa!

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

"One day I will declare your merits to all."

"One day, I will tell everyone how a soldier who was reputed as a traitor used his life to deliver this kind of information!"

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

Zhang Anping swore.

……

Zhang Anping invited Yu Xiuning and Wen Pan in.

He took off Wang Xin's clothes and told Wen Pan about Wang Xin using his life as a carrier to deliver information.

Zhang Anping looked at the student crying for his comrades and said softly:

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

"When the Anti-Japanese War is won one day, you must remember to tell the world that there was once a soldier named Wang Xin. He cut off his love, suffered infamy and committed himself to the enemy camp. In the end, he used his own life to save hundreds of thousands of people. Information about the lives of our comrades was sent out.”

"You have to tell the world that there is a young man named Wang Xin who gave up his studies and joined the army. He used the information he passed on with his life to curb the enemy's counterfeit banknote offensive."

Wen Pan nodded fiercely and swore in her heart that one day, she would let her comrades in arms clear their name and let people know that he was not a traitor, but a hero.

Yu Xiuning's nose felt 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 cruel than imagined.

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

Zhang Anping said again: "Xiu Ning, you have been accompanying Wen Pan in the past few days until Wen Pan has finished handling Wang Xin's funeral affairs and evacuated safely, do you 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 Wang Xin sent 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, not only to accompany him, but also to monitor him.

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

Yu Xiuning didn't think much and said:

"is teacher."

"I go first."

Yu Xiuning said hurriedly:

"Teacher, Chen Ming is waiting for you outside. Let him report to you what happened last night."

After looking at the "Fufu Demon", Zhang Anping nodded.

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

Yu Xiuning had no choice but to do so. On the intelligence front, it was already more difficult for women than for men, and it was even more difficult to get ahead. She had the protection of her teacher to become a major team leader, but she was still not very optimistic about her future.

Therefore, I can only help my husband.

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(There won’t be such a cruel chapter in the future. The main reason is that the dog author wants to write about the cruelty of the intelligence front. But after all, this is a fun article. It can be done once in a while, not often.)

(The good news is that I don’t have Yang, just a severe cold.

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

So here’s the update forecast: In the future, I’ll try to complete the update before eleven o’clock, and try my best to guarantee a daily update of two chapters and 7,000 words. There won’t be any more updates in a short period of time.

Forgive me. )

(End of this chapter)