Hidden Island

Shanghai in 1941 was a battlefield without smoke. Lin Mo, the youngest confidential director of the Wang Puppet Government, has a Browning pistol hidden in his suit and leather shoes, and his gold-rimmed glasses hide his deadly edge. When he found the top-secret message encrypted with the "Plum Blossom Code" in the safe, cold sweat soaked through his shirt - there was a traitor within the organization, and this person knew that he was the CCP's ace agent code-named "Han Mei". Three days later, he watched his contact person being dragged into the interrogation room by Agent 76. Amidst the screams, Lin Mo gracefully pushed up his glasses and handed a Havana cigar to the spy leader Chu Nanshan. No one saw that the blade hidden in his cuff was cutting his palm, and the blood and severe pain kept him awake. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the eternal proposition: the most dangerous enemy often wears the most friendly mask. In this game of life and death, every smile is a mask, and every greeting is a test. When Xu Wanying, the "wife" sent by the military commander, put suspicious potassium cyanide in the secret compartment of the dresser drawer, when White Rose's tango dance steps contained microfilm, and when Chu Nanshan suddenly asked him if "he had recovered from the cold he had in Peiping three years ago" - these daily crises were more suffocating than the muzzle of a gun. "On this isolated island," Lin Mo tightened his tie in front of the mirror and loaded the pistol in his holster, "the ones who survive are not the smartest chess players, but the ones who treat themselves as pawns the most." When the bell of the customs bell tower struck twelve midnight, he straightened his collar and walked towards the banquet hall destined to be filled with blood. There is the most deadly chess game there~~~