The first thousand three hundred and ninety-eight chapters infiltrated
The Chinese Consulate in Pyongyang. Since North Korea surrendered to Russia, China has taken the initiative to close the embassy, leaving only the consulate. This also means that the relationship between the two countries is actually very bad.. First published
"General, there are a lot of sneaky guys out there."
Holding a teacup in his hand, He Zhenzhong walked to the window, took a sip, and glanced outside to see which ones were passers-by and which ones were agents. How could they escape his eyes? However, he didn't pay much attention to some small things.
It's just a character, "That fat guy Jin San is only so brave and capable. He wants to kill me but he doesn't dare. It's really hard for him to come up with this method of killing someone with a borrowed knife."
"Isn't he afraid of trouble in Pyongyang?"
"So what if it comes out? North Korea's news is too blocked. Most people can only access the radio, or can they say whatever they want?" He Zhenzhong snorted, "This is how this guy's mythical image was established.
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Putting down the cup, He Zhenzhong raised his hand, looked at the time, turned around, and asked, "Have you heard any news?"
"The special forces and the agents are all being held in Pyongyang Prison. Their lives are not in danger for the time being. However, people from the North Korean Ministry of Internal Affairs are guarding them, and our people cannot get close."
"Yes." He Zhenzhong nodded. In the past few years, China had good relations with North Korea and provided various aids. Naturally, China would also place informants and spies in North Korea. China has actually been on guard against this country that has never been very peaceful.
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"You guys stay here tonight, I'll go out. Start."
"Commander, isn't this too risky?" The major general looked at He Zhenzhong worriedly. After all, those guys are restless now. If something goes wrong, it would be bad.
"It's okay, it's even less safe if I stay here." He Zhenzhong smiled slightly, but there was a cold look in his eyes, "Besides, I'm not someone who dies easily. Hmm, if you want to kill me, you have to look at it.
Do you have the ability?"
The major general didn't say anything else. After all, the name of the God of Death was not blown out, but actually killed. It seems that many people have forgotten the bloody night in Geneva, which was known as the capital of peace.
Time passed by like this, and the sky became darker little by little.
At seven o'clock in the evening, He Zhenzhong, who had changed into casual clothes, swaggered at the gate of the consulate. Standing there, he glanced at the guys who were hiding and watching, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, an inexplicable sneer appeared, and then he raised his hands
Putting it in his trouser pocket, he walked onto the street and walked forward with the bustling flow of people.