The charm of spy wars lies in the tricks of life

Chapter 228 Wen Xiansi—Death!

Zhou Manli heard Shen Liushu's command.

She swayed her delicate body slightly, stood up gracefully, and moved to Shen Liushu's side.

Her beautiful eyes were full of affection.

She no longer needed to hide it, because Wen Xiansi had lost.

At first, they concealed it because they were afraid Shen Liushu would be defeated, so they wanted to plead for him.

Shen Liushu looked at Wen Xiansi with cold eyes: "Are you going to answer me or not?"

Wen Xiansi looked at Zhou Manli's obedient manner towards Shen Liushu and the affectionate look in her eyes.

He understood; he understood everything.

This was a scheme orchestrated by the two of them, a scheme aimed at themselves.

Wen Xiansi didn't roar, but lowered her head and smiled: "Since you've let me know about your relationship with Sister Manli."

"This means you are determined to kill me."

"I'm puzzled. What makes you think the chief will forgive you if you kill me?"

Shen Liushu smiled and said, "Now the National Bureau of Statistics and the Japanese Special Higher Police are at loggerheads."

"The situation is unclear, so how do you know that you, Wen Xiansi, are not a pawn to be discarded?"

"What about the pawns that are sacrificed after seeing through the enemy's objectives?"

Wen Xiansi did not look up, but lowered her eyes and fell silent.

After a moment, she raised her eyes and said, "If I am the bureau chief's pawn, then the person who will replace me is definitely not you, Shen Liushu."

"You actually dare to dream of getting my two field squadrons? How ridiculous."

Shen Liushu shook her head: "Are you really unwilling to reveal the information?" Her tone was low and gentle.

Wen Xiansi stared at Shen Liushu and smiled sinisterly: "Shen Liushu, you think you're so charming and capable."

"It's all about self-interest."

"You are not yet adept at understanding human nature."

"My heart is dead. Do it."

After speaking, he looked at Zhou Manli with eyes that held no hatred, no love, only calmness.

Zhou Manli trembled and turned her head to the side.

Shen Liushu gently took her hand: "Manli, you can go out now."

Zhou Manli looked at Shen Liushu, then nodded gently.

Wait until they leave.

Silence fell over the office.

The reason I've kept you here until today is because I still can't figure out what Japan is up to.

"But now I'm seeing some of the truth."

"Moreover, today is the seventh day after Baiyu's death, so you should die."

“Every night I dream of the way you destroyed the white jade.”

"Whenever I'm alone, her pale, cold face always comes to mind."

Miao Yu saw right through me.

"She knows I will kill you."

"The Japanese want to use me to get rid of you."

"Perhaps Zhou Lisheng also saw you as a pawn, wanting to see through the true intentions of the Japanese Special Higher Police."

"I'm not considering any of these anymore."

"You must die."

After Zhou Manli left, Wen Xiansi's eyes lost their color, and she remained silent.

His heart is broken.

The girl who had been devoted to him for over twenty years married someone else.

Now she loves her arch-nemesis.

Ultimately, I wasn't ruthless enough.

Zhou Lisheng once said: "Xian Si, you are too short-sighted in your actions, not ruthless or heartless enough."

"Either become a true viper, a poisonous blade, devoid of any emotion."

"Either you become a good person."

"You're still a bit too dull to be a true sharp edge."

His eyes were cold and ruthless as he looked at Shen Liushu.

It turns out that Shen Liushu achieved two extremes: being both affectionate and heartless.

Love can be as deep as the sea.

A heartless person may be indifferent.

"Bang. Bang. Bang." Three gunshots rang out.

Upon hearing another gunshot, the twenty-odd agents outside all trembled as they pointed their guns at the other side.

I wanted to shoot, but I didn't dare.

Zhou Manli's voice was cold: "I am ordering you all to put down your guns in the name of your bureau chief."

The twenty-odd secret agents knew that this was Zhou Lisheng's older sister.

After weighing the options, they all put away their guns.

When Wen Xiansi saw that he had been shot once in each hand and once in each leg, he knew that he was going to die a horrible death.

Shen Liushu looked at Wen Xiansi coldly: "After I learned from Miao Yu about the record of your interrogation of Bai Yu..."

"Can't you just die comfortably?"

"Perhaps Miao Yu told me this to strengthen my resolve to kill you."

"But the decision to kill you was already made in that dark, locked room."

As he spoke, he walked to the desk, took out a can of gasoline from under the desk, and slowly walked towards the immobile Wen Xiansi.

Wen Xiansi could only tremble helplessly.

Fear was evident in his eyes; he was no longer calm.

"Shen Liushu, you will die a horrible death for doing this." The voice was shrill and trembling. Shen Liushu's expression turned affectionate, and without glancing at Wen Xiansi, he murmured softly, "From the flower vendor's basket, I bought a branch of spring about to bloom."

"Tears lightly stain her skin, still bearing traces of rosy dawn and dew."

"I'm afraid you might guess that my face isn't as pretty as a flower's."

"Her hair is adorned with a hairpin at an angle, just so her lover can compare and see."

As he read on, he fell silent.

After pouring the gasoline, he casually lit the fire.

"Shen Liushu, I swear... you'll die a horrible death!" Wen Xiansi roared shrilly and trembling.

It trembled violently, trying to escape the ball of fire in Shen Liushu's hand.

Shen Liushu's expression remained unchanged as she threw the fire at Wen Xiansi.

He turned and walked outside.

He didn't even glance at Wen Xiansi.

He went outside, locked the door, lit a pipe, and squatted on the doorstep.

I could hear screams and curses coming from inside.

Like the most beautiful music in the world.

My hand trembled slightly as I smoked, and I felt my very soul shaking.

He recalled seeing Bai Yu after he had been tortured.

On his deathly pale face, there was a patch of black and dark yellow blisters.

Those eyes, once as bright as stars, were dull and lifeless after the torture, like dusty glass beads, as if they had lost their soul.

Cracked lips are caused by screaming, frequent cold sweats from intense pain, and dehydration.

His clothes were tattered and torn, and his body was covered in bright red wounds, crisscrossing and terrifying, constantly oozing blood.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth down her long, slender, snow-white neck!

The fingertips of the scallion segments and bamboo shoots were missing their nails and covered with purplish-red bloodstains.

In this situation, she was also afraid that her unattractive appearance would be seen by others.

She quickly looked down and turned her head to the side: "Don't look at my face."

The voice was hoarse and extremely pitiful.

A hoarse and sorrowful voice.

In an instant, glistening tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Her lips were tightly closed, and her chin trembled incessantly.
The stringy blood in my mouth had turned into tiny white blisters the size of millet grains.

Then tears streamed down like a broken string of water droplets.
It flowed down her cheeks.

"Don't look at my face." "Don't...look..."

His tone was low and his voice was like waves, illogical.

Only endless confusion and pain overflowed from it!

Pauses and repetitions are like cracks in the heart, from which fragments of the soul flow.

She suffered so much before she died.

I cannot let Wen Xiansi die a good death.

National righteousness doesn't work for me.

Wen Xiansi has touched my woman, so he must die.

Hearing the roar, Shen Liushu lit another cigarette.

I recall the goodness of the white jade.

A gentle voice came from behind: "Shen Lang, I haven't seen you for days, I've missed you terribly. Have you forgotten me?"

"Honey, how could that be? I just come to see you whenever I have time."

“Shen Lang, do you know? When you’re not here, I stare at the door every day, waiting for you to appear. When I talk to my sisters, eight or ten sentences are about you.”

At that time, Baiyu's eyes were filled with infatuated love.

He even thought she was a slut who acted like a prostitute!

"Sweetie, is it your heart that wants it or your body?"

Bai Yu smiled shyly, leaned closer, and blew a warm breath into Shen Liushu's ear: "I think about it in my heart." Then, she stretched out her light red tongue and licked Shen Liushu's earlobe, her eyes full of coquettish charm: "I think about it in my body too."

"Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Bai Yu's eyes reddened: "In this turbulent world, I am not in control of my own destiny. I used to be the top player in the card game, and I was devoted to Shen Lang. I will no longer pick up or drop off any patrons."

"I was happy to see you today, but... I saw you... sob sob sob."

"Baby, don't cry, what's wrong?"

"Shen Lang, are you unable to resist the allure of romance and want to discard me like worn-out shoes, and instead fall for someone else?"

Recalling that night, Bai Yu showered him with endless pleasure.

"If dying like this is a blessing in disguise."

Did Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai transform into butterflies?

"Pah, pah, I misspoke, Shen Lang. From now on, let's stick together every day, okay?"

"Once we're done with this busy period, let's go take some photos."

"Shen Lang, drink some hot water and then go to sleep."

Soft snores drifted through the darkness.

A beautiful woman walked to the window and closed it.

The cold winds of early spring stopped immediately.

They snuggled under the covers and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Ultimately, the promise to take a photo together never came true.

Bai Yu, applying makeup in front of the mirror, said, "Do you know? A woman's face is what she cares about most; it's more important than her life."

Is it really that important?

"It's important, because only a pretty face can keep Shen Lang's heart."

Only after Bai Yu's death did Shen Liushu realize that he was the most important person in Bai Yu's heart!
(End of this chapter)