With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

In the yard of Shen Xiaoli's house, Lin Tao sat behind the door waiting for Shen Xiaoli to come back.

About half an hour later, Shen Xiaoli rode her bicycle home.

During the meeting just now, she was always uneasy and had a bad feeling in her heart.

Xue Ming instantly became full of energy in the space, and this anti-enemy drama was finally coming to an end.

He crossed his legs, cracked melon seeds, and waited for the show to begin.

Shen Xiaoli parked her bicycle at the door. The noise she made when she parked the bicycle startled Lin Tao in the yard.

There was a kitchen next to the main room. He hurriedly hid in the kitchen, pulled out his pistol and turned on the safety.

Shen Xiaoli did not open the door immediately, but walked slowly around the yard to check if there were any clues on the wall.

After taking a look around and finding nothing unusual, he went back to the front door, took out his key and unlocked it.

He pushed the bicycle into the house, parked it in the yard, took out the key to the living room and prepared to enter the house.

Lin Tao walked out of the kitchen, raised his gun with both hands and aimed it at Shen Xiaoli: "Director Shen, raise your hands."

Shen Xiaoli was startled, but immediately regained her composure: "Who are you? Why are you hiding in my house? What do you want to do?"

"I'm Lin Tao from the provincial police station. Director Shen... No, I should call you General."

Lin Tao sneered: "There is a closet in your bedroom, and there is a basement in the closet. I found your radio in the basement."

"You are talking nonsense, I don't know what you are talking about."

Shen Xiaoli's face turned pale, and she stared at Lin Tao: "I am the director of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee. You have no right to point a gun at me. Go and ask your leader Pei Zhengming to come see me."

At this time, Xue Ming heard the sound of motorcycles. Countless motorcycles drove over and stopped outside Shen Xiaoli's yard.

A group of armed police officers jumped out of the car and surrounded the yard.

They were pushed away, and the police poured into the yard, with countless guns aimed at Shen Xiaoli.

Bi Zhengfang, Zhao Qinghong, and Pei Zhengming walked into the yard.

"Director Shen Xiaoli, nice to meet you." Zhao Qinghong laughed.

Shen Xiaoli ignored Zhao Qinghong and stared at Bi Zhengfang: "Comrade Bi Zhengfang, what on earth does this mean?"

"Don't call me comrade. I don't dare to be a comrade of the old general, the head of the enemy's special forces."

Bi Zhengfang waved his hand, and a group of police officers rushed into the main room and searched the entire room bit by bit.

After a while, the radio station was moved out.

Bi Zhengfang pointed at the radio and sneered, "Old General, tell me what this is?"

"Radio, so what?" Shen Xiaoli sneered: "A broken radio station doesn't mean anything. What basis do you have to say that I am an enemy spy?"

Bi Zhengfang shook his head: "At this point, you are still stubborn. If there is no solid evidence, how dare I touch you, Director Shen?"

"If you have evidence, just bring it out. I was not brought up to be scared by you." Shen Xiaoli still had a look of disdain on her face.

The search in the main room was still going on, and a lot of evidence was found and placed in front of Shen Xiaoli one by one.

There was a map of the provincial capital, a design drawing of the Wanshe Mountain air-raid shelter, ten hollow silver coins, and a small camera.

Two police officers walked up to Shen Xiaoli and handcuffed her.

Bi Zhengfang said: "You and your men wanted to blow up the Wanshe Mountain air-raid shelter, and your man Zhou Jianhong was accidentally discovered by Xue Ming while stealing explosives.

Xue Ming suspected that he was an enemy spy, so he reported this to his father-in-law Zhao Qinghong. Comrade Zhao Qinghong and I decided to let Xue Ming infiltrate your group.

After our diligent investigation, we found the old general who was the leader of the enemy spies."

Shen Xiaoli's face was already bloodless, and she said lightly: "Xue Ming, you are such a ruthless person."

"You are wrong. He is not a heartless person, but a good comrade who endures humiliation and bears heavy burdens." Zhao Qinghong said.

He took out a greeting card from his briefcase and placed it in front of Shen Xiaoli: "This is the card you gave to my daughter Zhao Xue. Do you remember it?"

Shen Xiaoli gritted her teeth and shook her head: "I don't remember, I gave away too many greeting cards."

Zhao Qinghong turned over the card and said, "Look carefully at the words on it. This card has exposed you."

Shen Xiaoli stared at the words on the back of the greeting card and read them silently over and over again.

After a long moment, she shook her head and said, "Bi Zhengfang, Zhao Qinghong, don't keep me in suspense. Just speak your mind."

Bi Zhengfang walked up to her and said, "Wang Huilin, a salesman at the department store who is also your subordinate, said that the Chinese character you write is always not the dot inside.

Coincidentally, when Zhao Xue was tidying up her study, she found a greeting card given to her by her former students.

The Chinese character for "nationality" on your card doesn't have that dot, so we suspected you."

Zhao Qinghong handed the card to Bi Zhengfang and said, "Old General, a small card can expose you to the sun."

Shen Xiaoli's face turned pale, and her legs went limp and she collapsed, as if all her bones had been pulled out.

For the next ten days, the entire provincial capital was under martial law. Countless military and police officers began to close the doors and beat the dogs, and the lurking enemy spies were arrested one by one.

Shen Xiaoli has confessed and written out the contact list of the entire enemy spy organization.

Ten days later, the provincial police held a public trial and arrest meeting at the Transportation Department. Fifty enemy spies, led by Shen Xiaoli, were all sentenced to death.

The execution vehicle drove to the execution ground, accompanied by fifty gunshots, and the old general's enemy spy organization was completely destroyed.

Zhao Qinghong was reinstated as the head of the provincial public security bureau, and Pei Zhengming was promoted.

Xue Ming was also reinstated and continued to work as director of the Transportation Department.

Zhao Xue was assigned to the reporting building and became a salesperson.

That night, the family happily had a celebratory banquet at Zhao Qinghong's house. Xue Ming drank a lot of wine with his father-in-law and the old man.

The next morning, Xue Ming brought Zhao Xue to the outside of the Baihuo Building.

"Xiaoxue, mother, do you remember this place?" Xue Ming said, pointing to a road sign.

"Of course I remember." Zhao Xue looked at the shabby road sign and a smile appeared on her face.

She whispered, "This is where we first met. My aunt wanted to introduce me to you, but it seems I didn't like you at the time."

"If you take it off, your mouth will be so long that you can tie a donkey to it," said Xue Ming.

"No way." Zhao Xue gently pulled Xue Ming's sleeve and said with a smile: "Husband, can we live a normal life from now on?"

"It should be much more normal." Xue Ming nodded and said, "Let's go. There are still many days to come. I hope you can stay with me all the way."

The two walked side by side on the street, starting from the department store and all the way to the transportation department's staff quarters.

"Xiao Haoyu, mom and dad are back." Liu Yue'e handed Xue Haoyu to Xue Ming.

She smiled and said, "Kid, I plan to quit my job and do nothing but take care of the kids at home."

Xue Ming nodded: "Mom, Xiaoxue, our family will revolve around the child from now on, come on!"