Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 1 Falling into the Cellar
National security investigator is a mysterious and sacred profession to many people.It takes more manpower, material and financial resources for the country to train a qualified national security investigator than to train a special soldier.

Generally speaking, there is no such thing as three to five years, even if one is selected by chance, it is difficult to create an excellent national security investigator.

When Wang Feng was 25 years old, after serving as a special soldier in the army for three years, because of his excellent political achievements, accurate marksmanship, ruthless fighting, proficiency in English, Japanese and other foreign languages, his mind was quite flexible, and he served in the army for three consecutive years. In the single-soldier competition, he won the king of special forces three times in a row.

Therefore, he was favored by the national security department when he was in desperate need of employment. Since then, he has transformed from a top special soldier to an excellent national security investigator.

After another three years of experience, the 28-year-old Wang Feng became the youngest special investigator in the national security system.

However, it is quite regrettable that not long after Wang Feng was awarded the Special Investigator award, a major accident occurred while performing a mission, causing him to be paralyzed in his lower limbs.Therefore, he also bid farewell to this profession that he loves very much and is extremely glorious.

National security scouts couldn't do it, so Wang Feng had to obey the arrangement of his superiors, return to his hometown and change jobs, and became a deputy processing cadre of the Disabled Persons' Federation in a small county in his hometown.

Working in the Disabled Persons' Federation was not the life Wang Feng wanted.Ever since he returned to his hometown, his spirit has been in a slump, and he is completely different from the high-spirited him before.Now, although he has never been sloppy and conscientious in his work, he has long lost the vigor from the heart of the past.

All of this was seen by his old father who was sick and bedridden with him, and it hurt in his heart.

A few months later, the bedridden old father's condition worsened and he was hospitalized, and passed away due to ineffective medical treatment.When her old father was dying in the county hospital bed, Wang Feng was visiting several remote mountain villages to comfort the disabled elderly because of her official business.

Wang Feng didn't even catch up with the old father's last scene before he left.When Wang Feng rushed to the hospital in the county seat after finishing his official duties, his old father had already been pushed into the mortuary, waiting for the family members to sign and was about to be dragged to the crematorium.

When Wang Feng, who arrived late, was pushed by a staff member into the mortuary of the county hospital, he watched the white cloth covering the old father's cold body lying on a stretcher lifted by the hospital staff. Looking at the old father's bloodless but very peaceful old face, he burst into tears immediately.

With a sound of "Boom", Wang Feng, who was sitting in the wheelchair, suddenly leaned forward and fell heavily on the ground under grief.With only the upper half of his body, he "kneeled" in front of the old father's body on the stretcher in front of him, crying like no one else...

"Wang, Director Wang, you, don't be too sad. I, I heard from the doctors and nurses in the hospital, you, your father passed away very peacefully yesterday. Yes, if he has a spirit in heaven, yes, yes I don’t want to see Director Wang like you.” The young Disabled Persons’ Federation worker standing behind the empty wheelchair saw his boss jump out of the wheelchair regardless of his arrangement, with a look of grief and tears After looking around, he hurriedly walked forward, choked up and said comfortingly.

"Father, father, all, it's because the son is unfilial. After returning to your side, the son has never given you a good face, and he rarely cares about your health. Even if you have such a serious disease, your body As a son, I don’t know anything about it. The son deserves to die, the son deserves to die..." Wang Feng, who was "kneeling" on the ground, was already prematurely decrepit. At this moment, the hair on his head turned white. Quite a lot, shaking his head like a rattle drum, while blaming himself in grief.

"Here, this family member, you, don't get too emotional. Although, you failed to see your father off for the last time. Fortunately, your father left you a letter and asked me to pass it to you. Look, Do you want to hand it over to you now, or give it to you later." The medical staff standing aside saw a family member who was only half-length "kneeling" on the ground with tears streaming down his face, and he was also a little bit moved Moved, he fumbled for the pocket of his white coat and said tentatively.

"Thank you, doctor, leave it to me now." Hearing these words, Wang Feng suddenly stopped crying, then looked up at the medical staff (not doctors) beside him, politely and decisively road.

After receiving the envelope from the medical worker whom he called a "doctor", Wang Feng was not in a hurry to open it to see the contents inside.Instead, with the help of a staff member of the Disabled Persons' Federation, he sat back on the wheelchair again.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Wang Feng circled around the stretcher, reached out and stroked his old father's pale and bloodless face, and then, urged by several workers who were about to take the corpse to the crematorium, He reluctantly left the mortuary of the hospital with tears in his eyes.

After returning home, it was already dusk.At this time, it was the season of high and crisp autumn. It was originally a harvest season, but Wang Feng felt that it was a chilling season.Looking at the withered and yellow leaves of the few trees planted in his backyard blown by the gusts of autumn wind, he felt a feeling of returning to their roots in his heart.

It made him feel as if he himself was the same withered yellow leaves that were blown from the branches by the autumn wind, and his deceased father was like a withered and yellow old tree, which was in name only and no longer existed.

Among the withered yellow leaves falling from the sky, Wang Feng, who was sitting alone in a wheelchair, slowly took out the envelope from the pocket of his coat.At that time, when the medical worker handed the envelope in his hand, he felt that it was as light as a feather, but now he held it in his hand and felt heavy.

The envelope was not sealed, so Wang Feng opened the slightly cracked envelope, and poured it vertically into his open palm, "stabbed", and all the things stuffed in the envelope fell onto his generous big bag. in the palm of your hand.

First of all, what caught the eye was the old-fashioned pocket watch with mottled paint but glowing golden yellow lying in Wang Feng's big palm, which was still tied with a rusty steel chain.A glance at this made his eyes shine.Because in his memory, it was an old-fashioned thing that his father carried with him almost every day.

Sometimes, driven by curiosity, Wang Feng took the initiative to ask about the origin of this pocket watch, and his usually amiable old father suddenly became serious and silent.As time passed, Wang Feng felt that he was boring himself, so he stopped asking his old father about the origin of this dilapidated pocket watch.

At this moment, looking at the old pocket watch resting in the center of his palm, Wang Feng couldn't say a word, and something wet was shaking in his eyes.

After a pause, Wang Feng imitated his old father and put the mottled iron chain of the old pocket watch in his palm around his neck.

Then, he opened the letter paper folded into a square lying quietly in the palm of his hand.After opening it, what surprised Wang Feng was that his old father said in the book description that he was also a national security investigator before his death. Due to the principle of confidentiality in the organization, he could not tell Wang Feng the truth before his death. .

At the same time, his old father also said that he has been an underground party member since he was sixteen or seventeen years old.Yunyun works in the Academic Committee of Yenching University.Counted his glorious and seldom known historical deeds.

As for why he, who was an old party member before the founding of the People's Republic of China, told his son all the secrets about himself after his death.Not only his son Wang Feng who has read this letter finds it hard to understand, I am afraid that most people are also like a monk like Zhang Er - they can't figure it out.

However, the reason why this old underground party member who had been hiding his name for decades, told his son Wang Feng everything about him after his death was because he hoped to inspire himself by using the example of how he had endured for decades but kept it secret. This high paraplegic son must forget the glorious past, face the cruel reality, and live an optimistic and cheerful life.

After reading the content of this simple but astonishing secret suicide note, Wang Feng pushed the wheel of the wheelchair with both hands while thinking to himself: My old father who just passed away yesterday was 89 years old, and he lived such a legendary life. He has endured for so many years without asking for an explanation from the organization, so he should have unspeakable difficulties.

As for what this unspeakable difficulty is, Wang Feng has no idea.

However, what Wang Feng didn't know was that when his old father was 60 years old, he was picked up from outside and brought him up. Through the militarized management foundation laid by his father since he was a child, he became a member of the special forces and national security forces. The honorable profession of scouts.

Just as Wang Feng was thinking about it, he didn't look at the road at all. The round cellar without a wooden cover in the backyard of his house was just a short distance ahead.

Hearing a "bang", Wang Feng and the wheelchair he was sitting on fell into the cellar together...

When Wang Feng woke up, he opened his sleepy eyes slightly, and in his bewildered subconscious mind, he felt that he was lying on a bed.Moreover, his whole body was tightly wrapped by a thick and soft quilt.

Seeing Wang Feng lying on the bed under the quilt slightly opened his eyes, a handsome girl with a ponytail and a school uniform from the Republic of China standing in front of the bed shouted loudly through the open door: " Brother Wang Feng has woken up, Uncle Liu, Mama Wu, come quickly, Brother Wang Feng has woken up!"

(End of this chapter)