My Years as a Spy

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon hung high, casting a soft moonlight over the ancient city's streets and alleys. Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan spent the festival together in a small courtyard, the candlelight flickering, creating a warm atmosphere. Cheng Qianfan recalled his mission before the Mid-Autumn Festival, filled with emotion.

On September 16, 1948, the gentle breezes of midsummer seemed to have passed, the last vestiges of summer's heat being swept away. It was the transition from summer to autumn, and Foshan in 1948 remained as peaceful as ever, showing no signs of autumn.

A great man in my hometown once said, "History is created by the people." He said, "The world belongs to you, and to us, but ultimately it belongs to you." He said that all reactionaries are paper tigers. He said, "Long live the people!"

Today, seeing the memorial tablets of war criminals like Matsui Iwane and Tani Hisao enshrined in a temple a few kilometers from Taiping Gate in Nanjing! Thinking of the countless Cheng Qianfans throughout history, I am filled with grief and indignation; every word I utter is a tear of blood! No matter who did it, Chinese or Japanese, they must be torn to pieces! 300,000 Innocent souls are wailing!

I don't know if the author will see this, but overall the book's details are well-written. However, the major plot points are too idealistic, with too many coincidences. Aren't spies supposed to disregard coincidences? Take one major plot point, for example: four high-ranking Communist Party agents, three of whom are missing, are all coincidentally infiltrated into the foreign concession police…

I went to Harbin a few days ago, and on my first day there I visited the 731 Crimes Evidence Museum. It made me feel the hatred in our national history even more acutely, and then I thought of this book.

It's really well-written; the best spy novel I've ever read. I hope it can be adapted into a TV series someday.

I just finished reading *The Spy Who Came in from the Cold*. Although it's an older book, it's really exciting. I've tried several other top-rated spy novels, but I couldn't get into any of them. Has anyone read it? Could you tell me how it compares to this one? I really don't want this bad book to ruin my interest in spy fiction.

"With lofty aspirations and sacrifices, we dare to change the world." I'm writing this on the occasion of National Day. Chief Cheng is probably my favorite protagonist in spy novels because he's not a time traveler and doesn't have any major cheat codes.

It was a masterpiece in its early stages, but it started to decline around chapter 200.