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"Then become a martyr." Zhao Chen said with a laugh, her eyes showing a trace of determination.

"Child, Wang Er, Little Liu Hulan is older than you." Su Wangzheng said as she saw the confidence in Zhao Chen's eyes. Helplessly patting her head. Actually, she had thought about it more than once. If she hadn't picked up Zhao Chen Chen, if she hadn't brought Zhao Chen along with her as a spy, then he wouldn't have had to undergo such complicated training. He wouldn't have had to live a life of meticulous planning with every step of the way. Is it possible to be like other children, innocent and happy everyday life.

In an era of peace, why did a child have to be prepared to sacrifice his life for the organization when he was young? After all, he was not Wang Er Xiao, not Liu Hulan.

Every time Su Zhizhan thought about it, her eyes would unconsciously become hazy. If, if this child really was her own, would she also want him to walk this path?

Hearing Su Wangzheng mention Wang Er, Liu Hulan, Zhao Chen's eyes lit up. Then, he smiled and said, "But they don't know computers. I do."

Finally not wanting to continue this topic, Su Wangzheng let out a helpless sigh and then said to Zhao Chen Cheng, "Little brat, what do you want to eat in a while?"

"Don't say that you want to cook personally." Zhao Chen heard his words and said worriedly. It seemed that if his father really did withdraw from the mission, the days where he and Su Wangzheng relied on each other to survive would not be a happy one. At the very least, there was no way to solve this problem of eating.

"In your dreams, call for takeout." Su Wangzheng rolled her eyes at Zhao Chen as she spoke. Ever since he had started cooking last time, Su Wangzheng had made up her mind not to cook anymore. In any case, even if she didn't know how to cook, she still wouldn't starve to death. Besides, her ultimate goal was not to be a chef.

"I miss my father." Hearing that they wanted to sell it at home, Zhao Chen helplessly said. In the future, he would be able to write a book called "The Days Without Dad." On the first day, he would be without food, so he would have to order takeout.

"Let's go see him tomorrow morning." Su Wangzheng said while patting Zhao Chen's head with a smile.

"And then." Zhao Chen raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Tell him I'm going to divorce him." Su Wangzheng replied.

"The custody of the child is yours." He had to watch Su Wangzheng's zither so that she wouldn't lose him at critical moments. One had to know that he was an angel sent by the heavens to protect Su Wanzheng. He had to be by her side at all times to protect her.

"Got it." Su Wangzheng nodded helplessly.

The next day around seven in the morning, Su Wangzheng and Zhao Chen went to the office. Ann. Truth be told, Zhao Musheng had already stayed here for the entire night and she did not sleep well that night. He didn't know what would happen. If he had known earlier, she would have come here to take a look last night.

Seeing that Su Wangzheng had been in a trance all morning and had even gotten up so early today, Zhao Chen curiously asked, "Mom, are you worried about dad?"

"He's so smart, how could I worry about him?" Su Wangzheng raised her eyebrows and asked, as if she didn't want others to see through her.

"Well, I permit you not to admit it." Zhao Chen twitched her mouth and said helplessly.

Then, the two of them got out of the car and walked in together.

"I want to see Zhao Musheng." Su Wenjun said as he arrived at the reception on the first floor.

"Is it Miss Su?" The officer on duty on the first floor looked at Su Wanzheng and asked, "You're early!"

"My surname is Su." Su Wangzheng nodded and answered.

"Then go in." The policeman waved at Su Wanzheng and said.

Su Wangzheng couldn't be bothered to waste her time with the police, so she dragged Zhao Chen Cheng upstairs.

Upstairs, the police probably hadn't gotten to work yet, so it was very quiet. There wasn't a single soul around. When he reached the door of the interrogation room, he saw a police officer sitting there, sleeping early.

"Cough, cough." Su Wangzheng purposely increased her footsteps and then coughed loudly to warn the policeman. He was helpless as he had not heard anything.

Su Wangzheng turned around and glanced at Zhao Chen Chen. Zhao Chen nodded and walked forward. She tugged on the policeman's beard and shouted loudly, "Uncle, we're going in."

"Ah?" Ah? "Who is it?" It was probably because Zhao Chen had pulled her beard too hard, so she immediately jumped up and then turned her head to look around.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Chen's altitude was too low, so he looked around but was unable to find the culprit. Finally, he saw Su You's zither two or three steps away from him.

Beauty?

The policeman's eyes immediately widened.

Of course, he saw beauty. The lady had to pay attention to her image. Why did the police officer stand at attention? He straightened his hat, put on a smiling face and politely asked, "Miss, how can I help you?"

"Hello." Su Zhizheng could only smile and say, "I want to see Zhao Musheng in the interrogation room."

"You are, you are Miss Su?" Hearing that the person who came was looking at the people in the interrogation room, the policeman immediately looked at her in surprise and then asked with a stutter.

"Exactly." Su Wangzheng smiled and nodded.

"Then you, quick, please come in." The police officer looked at Su Wangzheng's smiling face and hastily opened his mouth to speak.

"Thank you." Su Wangzheng continued to smile. In fact, she thought that the police officer was pretty cute, just a little infatuated with him.

Just as Su Zhizheng was about to walk in, she heard the police's warning voice from behind her, "Miss Su, I hope you're prepared."

"What?" Su Wangying's zither froze and he turned his head away in surprise. What did it mean to be mentally prepared? What kind of mental preparation was required?

"You can go in. I'll be guarding the door. If you need anything, just tell me." The policeman didn't seem like he wanted to continue, so he just urged him on.

Su Wangzheng's heart suddenly had a bad premonition. She hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.

At the door of the interrogation room, he saw Zhao Musheng's blurry figure with his head lowered. At the same time, a pungent smell entered his nose. There was also the sound of weak breathing.

Su Wangzheng quickly turned on the light.

Under the light, Zhao Musheng's pale figure could be seen.

His clothes were still the same as the day before, but they were tinged with bloodstains. His face was a little swollen, with bruises all over. He looked extremely haggard.

What was even more shocking was the red mark on his neck.

Su Wenzheng felt that something was wrong when he entered the room. The smell in the room was quite strange. If it was only because of the punches he received yesterday, Zhao Musheng would probably be able to withstand it no matter how hard Vice Chief Zhao tried.

However, would bruises appear on a fist, and would there be a smell of blood?

Seeing Zhao Musheng's neck, Su You's zither finally understood.

Such a big wound, how much blood had it lost?

The shocking marks on his neck, could it be that they were going to disappear? Su Wangzheng felt her heart stop beating. How could he be so cruel? How could he be so cruel?

"Father." Zhao Chen couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly ran over to Zhao Musheng's side.

When he contacted the organization earlier, the organization even told him that it was normal for Zhao Musheng to suffer some injuries. They told him not to worry too much and also to comfort Su Wanzheng. They wanted her to continue completing her mission and stay by her side to take care of her.

However, seeing how much trouble his father had suffered, not to mention trying to persuade his mother, even a little man like him would not be able to hold on.

How could he be so cruel? How could he do this to my father?

Actually, ever since Su Wangzheng and Zhao Musheng had entered, Zhao Musheng had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong with his body. His body was tingling so badly that he barely slept. At that time, he had prayed in his heart to never mention Su Wangzheng's zither, to never let her see him like this.

Actually, when he was beaten yesterday, he wasn't worried about the pain in his body the most. What he was worried about was whether Su You's zither could withstand the pain after knowing about it?

It was only when the lights in the room were turned on that he was exposed to the onlookers.

He slowly opened his eyes and met Su Wanzheng's gaze.

She didn't say anything. She just quietly looked at him. She just stared at him in silence.

At this moment, silence prevailed.

He knew that Su Wangzheng's heart was in pain.

Looking at the blood stains on Zhao Musheng's body and his swollen and bruised face, as well as the deep scratch on his neck, he smelled the pungent blood in the air that had yet to spread out. Su Wangzheng felt that her brain had tightened to the point that she couldn't breathe. She felt as if her heart was tangled in a knot, unable to beat.

She was scared. She was really scared.

For the first time, Su Wangzheng felt that death was so close to her. The old sadness that was about to fade from her eyes rose from the depths of her heart.

She was in pain, she was really in pain.

Ever since she started working as a spy, she knew that he was in danger. She knew that as the head of the underworld, Xiao Yiran was definitely a demon that killed people without batting an eye. However, when he really killed without blinking, she felt as if his whole world had collapsed.

She slowly closed her eyes. Her vision was filled with the bloody wound on Zhao Musheng's neck.

What on earth had cut so deep into his neck? With so much blood flowing out, Zhao Musheng reckoned that he was just a little bit away from having a major artery. He was just a little bit away from losing his breath.

She thought that Zhao Musheng would suffer a few punches and kicks here, but she didn't expect Xiao Yiran to be this cruel.

He was taking revenge, he was warning, he was threatening, if she committed suicide, if something really happened to her yesterday, he really would want them all to die with him.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that Zhao Musheng's neck was cut by a glass shard just as she was about to be tortured? How could he bear it, how cruel could he be? Xiao Yiran, how did you do it?