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Zhang Shanni’s family was busy and happy, while Xie Jingchen’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Hearing that the task of finding ’Scar’ still needed to be followed up by him, if it weren’t for the fact that the order was given directly without soliciting his opinion, he really wanted to refuse.
Although Rong Fang had already locked onto a suspect believed to be a spy, possibly related to his current task—it was Lin Yingxia, a person he distinctly remembered.
Xie Jingchen knew his identity only allowed him to execute missions, with no right to inquire, so he had to agree.
This ’Scar’—the exact target hadn’t been identified yet, could there be a traitorous spy within the military?
What kind of matter was worth such an elaborate and blatant public investigation by the other party within the Chinese military’s ranks?
Ah, they were conducting ’covert inquiries.’ Obviously, the agents sent were not very skilled in their craft; it took only a few days for the military to secretly pinpoint them.
Originally, Lin Yingxia had been adhering strictly to norms for the past six months. However, since Lin Aihong appeared out of the blue, this woman’s behavior had severely deteriorated.
Could idiocy be contagious?!
Of course, his own wife had ’inadvertently’ put in no small effort.
Honestly, Lin Yingxia’s actions were indeed too outstanding, she was quickly targeted by the military.
In fact, it was because the other organization underestimated Rong Team’s counter-espionage capabilities.
Rong District, after all, was a special military zone prepared for warfare, where each entry and exit point, and the guarding soldiers, each had special characteristics.
Originally, Lin Yingxia didn’t have anything particularly noteworthy about her, except for occasionally being visited by a cousin named Ding Wangzhong, whose behaviors led to misunderstandings—
If anything really had to be highlighted, it might be that Mrs. Rong daringly dared to ’wear a green hat’ within the military, which was quite audacious!
But this woman had turned into a different person in just under three months—that alone was enough for the military to become suspicious.
It so happened that on the day Lin Yingxia changed dramatically, a Rongwei Chief was on rotation, and his nose was very supernatural, although it was impossible for each Rongwei to have a photographic memory.
But Lin Yingxia’s name was too prominent, making each soldier who had dealt with her take a ’special’ glance at her secretly.
This woman, when she left in the morning, had a sour smell that made people reluctant to come close, but when she returned, she carried a faint body fragrance that was very pleasant—of course, the soldiers suspected her!
Any suspicion in the military would be marked, especially in a special area like Rong District.
Thus, ’Lin Yingxia’ thought she had infiltrated the military without anyone noticing, but in fact, her every move had already been recorded by the military.
After investigations and tests, Rong Team could confirm that she was not the real Lin Yingxia!
Therefore, Zhu Yilai had been tolerating all along, almost being regarded by his peers as ’the most cowardly man in the military’!
At this time, the Xie Family were all asleep, and Zhang Shan Ni, being pregnant, was feeling very sleepy; after dinner, she went to bed at nine.
She had turned on this light during a midnight bathroom trip because she found it pitch black at home.
It was nearly midnight when Jingchen came home.
After a day of work, running around various places, he came back and ate directly at the military cafeteria, then continued dispatching tasks until he suddenly realized that it was deep into the night.
Of course, his formal appointment had been issued, exactly as he expected, only promoted one level to deputy battalion commander, while still holding the position of Rongwei Chief, overseeing the affairs of three Land Battle Group camps.
His military rank, however, jumped from major, skipping lieutenant colonel, to colonel. It was a kind of unique compensation.
When Jingchen went to bed, he was particularly quiet, fearing to wake his wife. But apparently, in a semi-sleep state, Zhang Shan Ni herself turned over and touched him once, as if to confirm who he was, then he felt a soft, slightly moist touch on his chin, a tender female voice whispered in his ear:
"Husband... good night."
Shanni acted as if she had completed a mission, nuzzled in his arms, then turned over and hugged a long pillow to sleep.
Husband? It was the third time Jingchen heard this term; obviously, this way of addressing one’s spouse was very rare.
But clearly, in her subconscious, her definition of a husband was the word ’husband’? Then what should a wife be called? ’Wife’ perhaps? Quite symmetrical after all.
Jingchen shook off the random thoughts in his mind, embracing his wife, gently caressed her belly a couple of times, enveloped the delicate, sweet-smelling woman into his arms, likewise gently leaving a kiss on her hair, peacefully closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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