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There are many books that suit the environment where a literati is located, and most of them are old. It seems that they have really read it.

After sitting down, the scholar poured An Yinong a glass of water. An Yinong came to see the scholar, of course, to talk about Fu Hui, but sitting here, An Yinong couldn't speak for a long time.

How to speak? An Yinong thought of countless opening remarks, but found it difficult to open his mouth.

The scholar looked at An Yinong, and he could see that An Yinong was very entangled. He knew An Yinong because An Yinong was his leader, but this time he met, he came a little late.

Seeing An Yinong holding a water cup in his hand, not drinking or talking, the scholar asked, "Tell me, what happened to Fu Hui?"

Hearing the scholar's words, An Yinong suddenly looked up at the scholar and asked, "How do you know?"

"If Fu Hui is fine, you won't appear here, so let's say it." The scholar was mentally prepared.

"Fu Hui is dead." An Yinong felt that these four words were spit out of her mouth, which was really heavy.

Although the scholar was mentally prepared, after hearing the news, the scholar still grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly after hearing the news.

The finger bones turned white because they used too much force. From this we can see that the scholar's mood would not be as sure as his current expression.

"I killed him, I killed Fu Hui. I am willing to accept any punishment from the organization." An Yinong put down the water cup and said hurriedly, as if this would allow him to be saved. He needs redemption now.

Looking at An Yinong's excited, the scholar asked An Yinong to sit down again and said, "Tell me the original one."

An Yinong told the scholar in his original form from his plan to Fu Hui’s willingness to help, and then Fu Hui burned himself to death.

After saying that, An Yinong's mood became heavier and said, "I know I violated the discipline, I know I killed Fu Hui, I am willing to accept the punishment from the organization, I..."

An Yinong knew in his heart that even if he accepted the punishment from the organization, he could not relieve Fu Hui of the responsibility of his death because of himself, but he just wanted to make his conscience feel better.

The scholar listened quietly to An Yinong's narrative and was speechless for a long time. An Yinong looked at the scholar with anticipation, hoping that the scholar could beat and scold him and punish him.

"If I were on the battlefield, I would kill you." The scholar Wenwen was weak, but when he said this, An Yinong knew that it was not a joke.

"I know, I violate military rules and should be executed by shooting." An Yinong said.

"But this is behind enemy lines, underground work, and adaptability happens from time to time, but you are a little too adaptable." The scholar sighed and said.

An Yinong knew that what the scholar was right was because he was a little blind and confident, so he felt very guilty.

However, the scholar continued: "But if you sacrifice someone, you can get the position of director of the Action Department, and we will still make people sacrifice."

"This is war, this is underground workers, it is cruel, but it is also realistic." When the scholar said these words, his tone was trembling.

"You mean, even if you know you might die, will you still let someone go?" An Yinong asked at the scholar.

The scholar said to An Yinong: "I know you find it difficult to understand, but this is our job."

An Yinong nodded without saying anything. He felt that the scholar was right, and this was their job.

"But Fu Hui still died because of me. This is not the order of his superiors, but my ignorance." An Yinong said.

The scholar could see that An Yinong was so depressed by this incident that he felt uncomfortable. He asked, "Do you think Fu Hui hated you at that time?"

"I don't think he hates it, but he must be very scared." An Yinong said, the fear of death.

But the scholar shook his head and said, "No, what he feared is not death, but after his death, no one will fight again."

"Huh?" An Yinong was very surprised. He was afraid of death.

Is death not enough to make people fear?

An Yinong felt that death was really scary. He had experienced it and knew that feeling, but why did the scholar say that Fu Hui was not afraid of death.

"Death is terrifying, but we have already been ready to devote ourselves to the torrent of ideals and will never refuse to die." When the scholar said this, he was very serious and honest. An Yinong seemed to have really seen the scholar prepare for death.

"It is his decision for Fu Hui to help you. When he dies, he does not hate you, but trust in you. What he fears is the tomorrow of the motherland and the suffering of his compatriots, so do you understand?" The scholar asked An Yinong.

An Yinong was a little confused, and the scholar relaxed for a moment and continued, "How long have you been working?"

"More than a year," An Yinong said.

"How do you feel?" asked the scholar.

"Fighting with fear, like walking on thin ice." An Yinong said.

The scholar nodded and said, "Then do you know how Fu Hui feels?"

"What is it?" An Yinong asked.

"It is hard to save the people with passion," said the scholar.

After hearing the scholar's words, An Yinong added her lips. The scholar said, "You and Fu Hui are two completely different people, so you don't have to worry about this matter now. You need to continue to move on. He has sent you to the top. If you can't recover from now on, you will be sorry for his sacrifice. Do you understand?"

"I understand." An Yi nodded heavily, of course he understood this.

However, the scholar turned to say, "But this time you violated discipline seriously. Although I advise you not to think too much about Fu Hui's sacrifice, your punishment cannot be avoided."

"I am willing to accept the punishment." An Yinong came in today and has said that he has been willing to accept the punishment many times since he came in.

It can be seen that he really wants to save him. The scholar nodded and said, "Your punishment will come, but it is not now. You have more important things to do now."

The punishments of their underground workers will not come too timely and are generally archived. After all, they have different identities and different environments, so they cannot accept punishment anytime and anywhere.

An Yinong asked, "What's the matter?"

"Fu Hui must have told you, the Japanese weapons expert, you have to do your best to complete this task now, which can be considered as giving Fu Hui an explanation." The scholar said.

"I know, I will definitely find that person, please rest assured." An Yinong said assured.

"The organization will remember your affairs this time, which is considered a stain on your career. I hope you can cleanse them up by yourself, otherwise it will have a great impact on your future joining the party or transferring work." The scholar felt that he would be better to explain it clearly. Although he would not punish An Yidan now, he was already on the blacklist.

After listening to it, An Yinong immediately said, "No, I hope I will always remember it and use it to motivate myself."

"Very good. I hope you can get out as soon as possible. Sacrifice is the most common thing for us. I hope you get used to it as soon as possible. Don't think I am cold-blooded and cruel. I am just a reality. This is also my job." The scholar said.

An Yinong actually didn't think the scholar was very cold-blooded, because after the scholar heard about Fu Hui's incident, An Yinong still remembered it fresh.

The scholar was very reluctant and excited, but he held back because he was an underground worker.

In addition, the scholar turned his head to enlighten and comfort Yinong, because An Yinong is very useful to the organization now. He cannot let An Yinong fall into a slump, and must let An Yinong stand up again.

An Yinong must be allowed to fight with Fu Hui's belief, although An Yinong made a big mistake.

But now because it is an extraordinary period, they need peace and demerit first and then settle the accounts after the battle is won.

Although it is very realistic, the scholar said that this is their job.

An Yinong nodded to show that he understood and said, "This is also my job. I will make meritorious service. I will accept whatever decision the organization gives me in the future."

"Yes, fight well, I hope you can wait until the day the organization punishes you." said the scholar.

Now they even wait for punishment, because of their working environment, they may sacrifice in the next second, so waiting for punishment has become a luxury?

"I will work hard." An Yinong said, and the scholar's words made An Yinong feel a little better.

What Fu Hui was afraid of before his death was that no one fought and no one saved his motherland and compatriots.

An Yinong wants Fu Hui to rest assured that he is still alive and has not fallen yet, and he will fight to the last moment.

"I will be yours in the future. I will notify you if you have any questions. You can also find me, but be careful, do you understand?" said the scholar.

"I understand, but what is your name? If you call me a scholar, you will be worried about being suspected." An Yinong asked. The scholar was his code name, and he must have another name.

Hearing An Yinong’s question, the scholar said, “My name is Fu Changsheng.”

Seeing An Yinong's stunned expression and seeing the confusion and surprise in An Yinong's eyes, Fu Changsheng said, "Yes, Fu Hui is my son."

Fu Changsheng's words made An Yinong unable to calm down for a long time. He killed his son, but he was still enlightening himself.

No wonder he knows Fu Hui so well. No one knows his son better than his father.

What kind of spirit is this? An Yinong feels it is difficult for him to understand. Is it fearless?

"I'm sorry." An Yinong said to Changsheng.

"What you are sorry for is not me, but the discipline of the organization, but you will be punished as you deserve, so don't say sorry to me. This is Fu Hui's own decision. I will not take my anger on you. Work hard, whether it is for you or for him or for the nation." How could Fu Changsheng's heart not hurt, but when he brought his son to the organization, he had already thought of it.

The white-haired man gave birth to a black-haired man, and the pain of losing his son was heartbroken, but Fu Changsheng could not show it because their work could not allow them to vent their feelings unscrupulously.

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