Spy WarAs much as possible·High IQPossibly·Rigorous
1935, Shanghai Beach.
A spy screenwriter who died suddenly from overwork transformed into Lin Yan, an intern reporter at "Jing Bao".
There is no system, no omniscient and omnipotent buff, his only luggage is the physiological muscle memory of Jason Bourne brought in his mind.
Microexpressions can detect lies, predict threats, and make fatal moves.
When the ultimate modern agent instinct collided with the bloodiest white terror of the 1930s, Lin Yan was forced to become the coldest hidden blade.
Zhao Bingheng: "Lin Yan, I have studied you for ten years. Who did you learn your fighting skills from?"
Dai Li: "I have never seen through two people in my life, one is the leader, and the other is you."
Shen Qingwu: "In this endless hell, you are my only spiritual anchor."
From survival, to hiding, to faith.
The best espionage stories are never the routines in the script, but the beliefs written by the unknown people throughout their lives.
I am Lin Yan.
I'm not in the sun, but I'm fighting for the sun
