On a rainy night, Chen Ji took off his heavy raincoat and ran wildly wearing only a bamboo hat.

He lowered his head to look and saw a wound half as deep as a pinky fingernail, from the clavicle to the chest.

The wound was still bleeding, and the blood mixed with the rain and soaked the clothes.

Chen Ji could even feel that as his blood flowed out, his life was flowing away bit by bit.

"What bad luck."

His original plan was just to get stabbed briefly and escape through a trick of suffering.

However, after all, he was not a person who practiced cultivation all year round, and had insufficient control over his body, which resulted in the blow being struck a bit deeply.

At this moment, the wound hurt so much that even the cold rain could not relieve the burning feeling at all.

But now is not the time to think about the wound. Chen Ji tore off his clothes and made a simple bandage while turning back: "Follow me quickly. If you can't catch the defecting spy, Mr. Si Cao will be blamed. You and I can't afford it!"

Jingchao spy: "..."

The two of them broke through the layers of rain one after another, getting farther and farther away from Hongyi Alley.

After running far away, spy Jingchao suddenly gasped and said: "Sir, sir, don't run away, you have to tell me what's going on first!"

Chen Ji ran into an alley and after making sure there was no one in the alley, he solemnly said: "Chaocang Gambling House is a trap. The Secret Service has not caught anyone at all. Jinzhu claimed to have caught someone because he wanted to

Lead you there."

Jing Chao's spy was doubtful: "But we got information..."

"Is he an undercover spy? Golden Pig has discovered his identity a long time ago. He deliberately let you know!"

The spy still couldn't believe it. He tightened the handle of the knife in his hand and approached Chen Ji step by step: "Sir, is there anything else that can prove your identity?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ji said: "Bailu Pavilion, is this enough? You received a batch of goods at the 'Jinfang' in Hongyi Lane last night, right? The password is 'Luo Tian'!"

The spy didn't know the existence of Bailu Pavilion, so he didn't understand the first half of the sentence.

But he was one of the participants in the operation to receive the goods last night.

The spy knew very well that based on Chen Ji's understanding of this operation, if Chen Ji was from the Ning Dynasty's secret spy department, they must have been surrounded and wiped out last night.

Therefore, Chen Ji cannot be from the Secret Intelligence Department, but can only be an undercover agent from their Jingchao Military Intelligence Department.

The spy looked at Chen Ji in awe: "Brother, it's hard work and being an undercover agent is not easy. I accidentally cut you just now."

Chen Ji pressed his hand: "I'm all working for Jing Chao. You didn't know my identity just now. I don't blame you."

The spy asked, "What do we do now?"

Chen Ji replied: "I already know where the defector is. You can follow me to arrest him."

However, the spy hesitated for a moment, and finally said firmly: "No, Si Cao is still besieging the gambling house at this time. I must first tell them that there is a trap. In this way, you tell me where the defected spy is, and I will report it.

After taking over Si Cao, I will immediately lead my people to join you...wait!"

The next second, Chen Ji suddenly rushed towards the spy. The spy was frightened and wanted to raise his knife to resist, but Chen Ji punched the back of his hand with a thunderous punch.

With a clang, the knife fell onto the stone road.

"You?!" The spy's pupils shrank, and the two of them fought together, fists colliding.

But at this time, Chen Ji was not as weak as when he was in the gambling shop. His every move was extremely fast, and he couldn't resist it at all.

It was clear that both sides punched at the same time, but only halfway through his punch, Chen Ji's fist had already hit him in the face.

Only then did the spy realize that the other party was acting at the Asakura Gambling House!

Suddenly, Chen Ji had lowered his body and used his shoulders and elbows to hit the spy's arms.

As if being collided by a war horse, the spy retreated step by step and fell against the wall of the alley!

Spy Jingchao was already seriously injured after falling from the second floor. After suffering such severe injuries, he could no longer hold back his breath and could only slowly kneel on the ground.

As the traces approached little by little, the spy summoned up his last strength, pulled out a dagger from his boot and stabbed him.

But Chen Ji kicked the dagger away, took out the scabbard from the spy's waist, walked around behind him, placed the scabbard across the spy's neck and strangled him tightly.

The two fell backward together. They lay on the bluestone road and looked up at the raindrops falling from the sky into the narrow alley.

It's like lying on the patio, with only a small area of ​​the world left in your field of vision.

Chen Ji used his hands hard, and the scabbard crushed the spy's Adam's apple and blocked his trachea.

The spy was completely silent, and even to his death he could not figure out how a secret spy from the Ning Dynasty knew so many things about their Military Intelligence Department.

After a while, Chen Ji stood up weakly and hid the spy among the debris in the alley.

He stood in the rain for a moment, then finally picked up the spy's knife and walked out of the alley.

He is very pressed for time tonight.

…

…

There are many shops on Anxi Street. Some people will always move out due to poor management, and new businessmen will move in.

The cloth shop closed down half a month ago, and the store has not yet been sold.

At this time, Chen Ji slowly climbed up to the roof next to the cloth shop, walked carefully on the roof ridge with his waist bent, and looked down at the backyard of the cloth shop.

I went through all the trouble this night just to protect myself and not to have my identity betrayed.

And now, the goal is right in front of us.

Chen Ji whispered to Wu Yun beside him: "Are you sure this is here?"

Wu Yun nodded and meowed: "The civet cat I asked about originally took his little brother to stay here, but was disturbed by that person and had to run to the street to take shelter from the rain."

Chen Ji looked strange: "How did you say that the civet cat showed you the way? Didn't you say it has a bad temper?"

Wuyun raised his head, waved his paws and gestured: "Knock it hard! However, I promised it that next time they fight with the cats on Andong Street, I will help it."

Chen Ji: "..."

Are cats’ social relationships so complex?

Wu Yun looked at Chen Ji worriedly: "You look so bad. Is the wound okay?"

"There is something," Chen Ji said frankly: "But there are more important things than wounds now. Let's go and end this matter."

He grabbed the eaves and gently fell into the backyard of the cloth shop. He squatted on the ground like a cat and quietly looked at the surrounding environment.

The door to the main house was open, and there was a bloody handprint on the open door.

Chen Ji pointed to the window to Wu Yun, and they approached the main house in two directions, one person and one cat.

The raindrops fell on the gray tile roof, making a pattering sound. If there was no fighting, it must be a good weather for wrapping up in a quilt and sleeping.

Chen Ji came to the door of the main house holding a long knife... There was no ambush inside the house.

In the darkness, I saw an embarrassed figure lying on the ground, breathing weakly. The floor in the house was covered with blood, and there were at least a dozen wounds on the body of the lying person.

When Chen Ji approached, he saw the man on the ground standing up. A dagger came out of his hand and cut Chen Ji's neck like a poisonous snake spitting a message!

Chen Ji raised his hand to move the dagger away with his long knife, but the opponent was like a tarsal maggot, and his attacks were vicious and vicious, one after another!

This person is obviously not a senior official, but his murderous intent far exceeds all the spies and spies Chen Ji has ever seen!

Chen Ji could only retreat step by step, waiting for the dark clouds to sneak up from behind.

At this time, one of the two parties pursued and the other flew back, arriving at the door of the main house.

But when the defected spy used the light outside to see clearly his face under the ancient bamboo hat, he exclaimed and retracted the dagger instantly.

When Chen Ji was shocked, the other party fell to the ground unprepared, and said weakly as if the oil had run out: "Chen Ji, your uncle failed in the political struggle in the Jing Dynasty, and someone is secretly cutting off all his party members! The chief minister is Lu Guanwu.

People, they have already started to take action, you should also be careful!"

After saying this, the other party seemed to have exhausted all his strength and lay down again.

Chen Ji: "..."

He imagined that there would be a fight after entering the house, and he also imagined that the other party might have been seriously injured and died.

He originally came here to kill people and silence them, but he didn't expect that the unfolding of the story completely subverted his imagination.

No wonder this person did not flee outside the city, nor to a place with a large number of people and a mixture of fish and dragons, but came to Anxi Street as if he was going to die. It turned out that he was trying to inform himself...

But is the other person telling the truth, or is he telling lies to survive? The traces cannot be determined.

He looked over and saw that the injured person was about twenty-seven years old, with a pale complexion and weak breathing. He was dressed in plain clothes and looked like an ordinary bearer or coolie.

Chen Ji was dizzy due to blood loss. He leaned on the door frame with a knife and asked calmly: "How did you get yourself into this state? Why did Si Cao send people to chase you?"

The injured man lay on his back and laughed miserably: "I was trained by your uncle and sent to the Ning Dynasty. Of course Si Cao wanted to send someone to kill me right away. It's a pity that those rotten fish and shrimps can't be beaten."

As he spoke, he raised his hand with difficulty and spread his fingers: "I killed five, and five of them tried to kill me but failed. Is that awesome?"

Chen Ji was unmoved: "How can I trust you?"

The injured man was silent for a moment, panting and laughing: "Yes, I have taught you over the years and have always taught you not to listen to anyone, and you finally listened."

The traces are silent.

This person was actually his teacher after he entered the Military Intelligence Department?

Judging from the current clues, the other party seems to be someone sent by his uncle to the Ning Dynasty to lead him into the Military Intelligence Department.

But Chen Ji is no longer the same Chen Ji he once was. He can't even call out the other person's name, and he can't believe what the other person says.

He has never met his uncle.

Moreover, there are many logical inconsistencies in what the other party said: If Si Cao really wanted to kill himself, why didn't he do it tonight at the Taiping Medical Center?

Wait, if, as I had previously judged, there was more than one person playing the role of Si Cao under the mask, would some of them want to kill me and some not?

Unsure, too much uncertainty, Chen Ji felt as if his mind had been turned into muddy water.

Chen Ji asked: "You are almost dead, why did you risk your injuries to inform me?"

The injured person was obviously stunned for a moment. He slowly looked at Chen Ji and said with some disbelief: "You and I have been partners for several years and have been brothers. Do you still need to ask? Who do you think I, Wu Hongbiao, am?!"

Chen Ji: "..."

I really can't accept this.

He didn't even know what kind of friendship he had had with Wu Hongbiao.

At this time, Wu Hongbiao said slowly: "I may not be able to go back to Jing Dynasty. Can I ask you a favor?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "You say."

"The sister I mentioned to you is still in Jingchao. If you have the opportunity to return to Jingchao one day, please be sure to ask your uncle to save her. Although he has gone to the countryside, this little thing can still be done. It can be done.

?”

Chen Ji fell silent, he couldn't agree.

When Wu Hongbiao saw that he didn't answer, he immediately became agitated, hurting his wound, and even breathing took all his strength.

He paused for a long time and waited for Chen Ji with angry eyes: "Chen Ji, why have you changed?! I joked before that I would bring you two together when I return to Jing Dynasty. Chen Ji, please, the Military Intelligence Department will not let her go after I defect.

, if your uncle doesn't save her, her life will be over."

Chen Ji still didn't answer. He picked up the knife, walked slowly to Wu Hongbiao, and pressed the blade against the opponent's carotid artery.

Wu Hongbiao's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief.

In the dim room, all of Chen Ji's expressions were hidden under the shadow of the bamboo hat.

Suddenly the rain stopped outside and the world became silent.

It was as if fate was waiting for him to make a choice, whether to kill someone who 'might' risk his life to inform him, but 'might' lead to his exposure.

Finally, Chen Ji put away the knife and slowly walked out of the house.

He stood in the yard and breathed a long sigh of relief, and said softly: "Wuyun, help me keep an eye on him."
Chapter completed!