Lost and Spy

Chapter 2841 The Legend Ends
Legendary agent Meng Shaoyuan died for his country!

No one expected this to happen, but it did happen.

This undefeated legend ended his life in such a tragic way.

What impact will his death have?
No one can predict.

"Can you say that again?"

Dai Li's body trembled slightly.

"Meng Shaoyuan is dead."

Mao Renfeng lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

He knew that this news was too shocking for both Dai Li and the entire military command.

Dai Li sat there without saying a word.

"Meng Shao was originally a hero of the Anti-Japanese War and a member of our military command." Mao Renfeng said: "The Central Command started arresting without conclusive evidence, and there was such a big mess, so I have already taken over the follow-up disposal .”

"I will report this to the leader."

Dai Li finally calmed down: "How are you going to die?"

Dai Li was stunned there, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.

That was once, Meng Shaoyuan forgot to be here.

There are many rumors about how Dai Li died, but the specific truth is no longer known.

Dai Li thought silently in his heart.

The man smiled: "Because this is my mission. Everyone has their own mission. Your mission is to lead the military and ultimately help the country win the war of resistance. My mission is to die when necessary. "

"Explosion, fire?"

Dai Li finished dealing with the matter at hand and opened the letter.

"Because it was burnt, it can only be identified by the approximate height and shape." Mao Renfeng continued: "So, I picked out the skeleton that was probably Meng Shaoyuan, and buried it.

Dai Li sat there calmly.

"Yes, the explosion happened very violently." Mao Renfeng said cautiously, fearing that Dai Li would be angered, "It also caused a big fire, which was difficult to extinguish. When the fire was finally under control, two charred bodies were found at the scene. It is basically certain that it is Meng Shaoyuan and that Japanese spy, Weihu!"

"understand!"

"I don't know. It was sent to the headquarters. Director Mao saw that it was your letter and sent me to send it to you."

December of the same year.

"Mother Xipi." Dai Li suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Those bastards of the Zhongtong, relying on the confession of a traitor, actually forced to death a hero of the Anti-Japanese War. Once the investigation is done, we must let the Zhongtong give an explanation. .”

……

……

On March 1946, 3, when Dai Li flew from Qingdao to Nanjing by special plane.

"Director Dai, do you want me to go with you?"

But no matter what, shortly after the death of the legendary agent Meng Shaoyuan, Dai Li, the king of agents, came to an end.

Dai Li said slowly: "One more thing, in order to avoid affecting the morale of the army, from now on, our military command prohibits talking about Meng Shaoyuan again. Anyone who violates it will be dealt with according to family law. Alright, let's deal with the aftermath."

The door opened.

Mao Renfeng described in detail the whole process of Meng Shaoyuan's death, and tried his best not to miss anything.

Seeing this dossier gradually reduced to ashes, Dai Li's eyes were full of reluctance.

"You are not afraid of death?"

He watched one by one.

"Where did it come from?"

Dai Li walked in in disbelief.

"No need."

"What about the scene?"

Looking at it, the expression on his face became more and more strange.

"Just like that?" Dai Li asked.

He drank heavily, but never smoked.

The car stopped, and Dai Li told the driver, "Just wait for me here."

Dai Li took out a cigarette, and he actually lit it.

Dai Li looked at the file carefully, not wanting to miss every word.

He is the deputy director of the General Affairs Department of our Military Statistics Bureau. Death is the most important thing, and he must be buried in peace.It's just that Mr. Dai needs to ask for the specifications of the funeral and whether or not to mourn. "

After a while, he opened the drawer, and there was actually a pack of cigarettes inside.

The ship slowly approached the shore.

Dai Li walked out alone.

After a while, he asked, "Who are you?"

Of course Mao Renfeng knew what Dai Li meant: "Yes, without the participation of the Zhongtong, there must be a way to escape with Meng Shaoyuan's ability. lead to disaster."

He murmured in a low voice:
"Shaoyuan, you and I have known each other for a while, and we bid farewell in such a way. The world is big, where can I find the second Meng Shaoyuan? Farewell forever."

……

That middle-aged man was the last one to leave the ship.

But at this time, the weather in Shanghai was not suitable for the plane to land, so he could only fly to Xuzhou to land. On the way, he crashed and died in Daishan in the western suburbs of Nanjing.

after one day.

"Yes."

……

The man closed the door and said calmly, "I am a dead man. Since I got here, I have been waiting to die."

"I am me." The man opened his mouth with a strong Jiangshan dialect: "Please come in, I have been waiting for you."

He raised his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

"I don't know." The man shook his head: "Anyway, when that day comes, someone will definitely notify me. One month? One year? Or longer? I really don't know. But before that, All I have to do is enjoy it."

After a long time, Dai Li said: "Report to me carefully, how did he die? Don't miss any details."

After looking at it for a long time, he finally let go.

Meng Shaoyuan obviously died with Rite, but in the end, Dai Li said that he was forced to death by the Central Command.

Due to dark clouds and thunder and lightning over Nanjing, we had to divert to Shanghai.

Mao Renfeng was even more afraid to speak.

Suddenly, a strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth: "How did you deal with it?"

When he reached a house, he stopped and knocked on the door.

"Complete blockade."

"Yes, Mr. Dai, then I'll go out first."

"In an extraordinary period, the scale should not be too large." Dai Li thought for a while: "I don't think we should pursue it. After all, his death has too much impact, and we must control this impact."

After a while, he picked up the phone: "Give me a car, don't tell anyone."

Hong Kong.

"Got it, put it here."

He took out another file from the drawer:
"Meng Shaoyuan, male, graduated from the 25th class of Whampoa, joined the military command on April 25th, [-]th year of the Republic of China..."

"I'm afraid, but I'm afraid I'm going to die."

"Where's the corpse?"

"Director Dai, your letter."

Then, he picked up a match and lit the file.

He took a puff, frowned, fanned the cigarette in front of him, and pressed it out: "What's so good about smoking, why do you like smoking so much?"

He has been to Hong Kong before, but this time he revisited the old place, but it has changed.

Hong Kong, that's great.

He raised his wrist and checked the time.

It was a Longines watch. On the surface, there was a crack for some reason.

(The last paragraph is a bit abrupt? Well, yes, because there are a few thousand words missing. The spider thinks that these few thousand words have little to do with the main story content, and that some sensitive things can be left out or try not to write them as much as possible. )
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