Legendary agent Meng Shaoyuan died for his country!
No one expected this to happen, but it did.
This undefeated legend came to an end in such a tragic way.
What impact will his death have?
No one can predict it.
"Can you say that again?"
Dai Li's body actually trembled slightly.
"Meng Shaoyuan, dead."
Mao Renfeng lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
He knew that this news was too shocking for Dai Li and the entire military commander.
Dai Li sat there without saying a word.
Mao Renfeng was even more afraid to speak.
After a long time, Dai Li finally said: "Report to me carefully, how did he die? Don't miss any details."
"yes."
Mao Renfeng described the events surrounding Meng Shaoyuan's death in detail, trying his best not to miss anything.
"You were cheated to death just like that?" Dai Li asked.
"Yes, the explosion was very violent." Mao Renfeng said cautiously for fear of irritating Dai Li: "It also caused a fire that was difficult to put out. When the fire was finally controlled, two burnt corpses were found at the scene . It is basically certain that it is Meng Shaoyuan and the Japanese spy, Wei Hu!"
"Explosion, fire?"
Dai Li thought silently in his heart.
Suddenly, a strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth: "How did you deal with it?"
"Meng Shao was originally a hero of the Anti-Japanese War and a member of our military commander." Mao Renfeng said: "The commander-in-chief started arresting people without any conclusive evidence, and the result was such a big mess, so I have taken over the follow-up handling. .”
"Where's the scene?"
"Total lockdown."
"Where's the body?"
"Because they were charred, we could only identify them based on their approximate height and shape." Mao Renfeng continued: "So, I selected the bones that were probably Meng Shaoyuan's and buried them.
He is the deputy director of the General Affairs Department of our Military Statistics Bureau. Death is a serious matter and he must be buried in peace. However, Mr. Dai needs to be asked for instructions on the specifications of the funeral and whether to hold memorial services. "
"In extraordinary times, the scale should not be too large." Dai Li thought for a while: "I don't think we should pursue him. After all, the impact of his death is too great, and we must control this impact."
"clear!"
"Niang Xipi's." Dai Li suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Those bastards from Zhongtong, relying on the confession of some traitor, actually forced an anti-Japanese war hero to death. Once we get to the bottom of it, we must let Zhongtong give an explanation." .”
Meng Shaoyuan obviously died with Japan and Japan, but Dai Li said that he was forced to death by Zhongtong.
Of course Mao Renfeng knew what Dai Li meant: "Yes, without the involvement of the Zhongtong, with Meng Shaoyuan's ability, there must be a way to escape. It was precisely because of the large-scale arrests of the Zhongtong that the result forced Japan to panic, and finally Cause a catastrophe."
"I will report this to the leader."
Dai Li said slowly: "One more thing, in order to avoid affecting the morale of the military, from now on, our military commander is forbidden to talk about Meng Shaoyuan. Anyone who violates it will be dealt with according to family law. Okay, let's deal with the consequences."
"Yes, Mr. Dai, I'll go out first."
Dai Li sat there calmly.
After a while, he opened the drawer and there was a pack of cigarettes inside.
That was once when Meng Shaoyuan forgot here.
Dai Li took out a cigarette and he lit it.
He drank a lot but never smoked.
He took a puff, frowned, fanned the cigarette in front of him, and extinguished it: "What's so good about smoking? Why do you like smoking so much?"
He took out another file from the drawer:
"Meng Shaoyuan, male, graduated from the tenth phase of Huangpu, and joined the military on April 25, the twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China..."
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Dai Li looked at the document carefully, not wanting to miss any word.
After looking at it for a long time, he put it down.
Then he picked up a match and lit the file.
Watching the file gradually turn into ashes, Dai Li's eyes were full of reluctance.
He murmured in a low voice:
"Shaoyuan, you and I have known each other for a long time, but we have to say goodbye in this way. The world is so big, where can I go to find the second Meng Shaoyuan? Farewell."
He raised his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.
…
after one day.
"Director Dai, your letter."
"Where did it come from?"
"I don't know. It was sent to the headquarters. Director Mao saw that it was your letter and sent me to deliver it to you."
"I know, put it here."
Dai Li finished handling the matter at hand and opened the letter.
As he watched, the expression on his face became increasingly weird.
After a while, he picked up the phone: "Prepare a car for me, don't tell anyone."
…
The car stopped and Dai Li told the driver: "Wait for me here."
"Director Dai, do you want me to accompany you?"
"No need."
Dai Li walked out alone.
He looked at each family.
Arriving at a house, he stopped and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
Dai Li was stunned, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.
After a while, he asked: "Who are you?"
"I am me." The man spoke in a strong Jiangshan dialect: "Please come in, I have been waiting for you."
Dai Li walked in in disbelief.
The man closed the door and said calmly: "I am a death warrior. I have been waiting to die since I got here."
Dai Li finally calmed down: "How are you going to die?"
"I don't know." The man shook his head: "Anyway, someone will notify me on that day. One month? One year? Or longer? I really don't know. But before that, The only thing I have to do is enjoy it.”
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Afraid, but I'm afraid I'm going to die."
The man smiled: "Because this is my mission. Everyone has his or her own mission. Your mission is to lead the military and ultimately help the country win the final victory in the war of resistance. My mission is to die when necessary. "
…
On March 17, 1946, Dai Li took a special plane from Qingdao to Nanjing.
Due to dark clouds and thunder and lightning over Nanjing, the flight had to be diverted to Shanghai.
However, the weather in Shanghai was not suitable for landing at this time, so he had to fly to Xuzhou instead. On the way, he crashed and died in Daishan, a western suburb of Nanjing.
There are many rumors about how Dai Li died, but the specific truth is no longer known.
But no matter what, shortly after the death of the legendary agent Meng Shaoyuan, Dai Li, the king of agents for a generation, also came to an end.
…
In April of the same year.
Hongkong.
The ship slowly docked.
The middle-aged man was the last to leave the ship.
He had been to Hong Kong before, but this time he returned to the old place, but things had changed.
Hong Kong is great.
He raised his wrist and looked at 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. Spider believes that these few thousand words have little to do with the main content. Moreover, some sensitive things can be omitted or should be avoided as much as possible. )
