Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 552 Find a breakthrough

Su Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart still pounding. Just then, he'd nearly been discovered. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. The previous dangerous situation had made him realize that his situation was even more perilous than he'd imagined. Zheng Yaoxian's men could detect his whereabouts at any moment, and he didn't have much time to waste.

"We have to find a place to hide," Su Ming muttered to himself, a look of determination in his eyes. He knew he couldn't take any more risks. Tonight, if he couldn't fully understand Zheng Yaoxian's plan, he couldn't guarantee his own safety, nor could he prevent the impending danger.

He turned and quickly walked toward a small alley, his heart filled with unease and anxiety. But he knew he had to find a safe place quickly to hide the secret documents in his possession, in order to have a chance to fight back. And on this road filled with conspiracy and betrayal, the only thing Su Ming could rely on was his calmness and wisdom.

Su Ming's steps were light and cautious as he walked along a secluded path, surrounded by wilderness. The air was filled with the fragrance of green grass, and an occasional breeze blew, bringing a refreshing coolness. His eyes unconsciously scanned the surrounding scene, as if searching for something. In the distance, the setting sun was slowly sinking, its afterglow casting a warm golden glow on the earth.

Yet, Su Ming's heart remained tense, a string poised to snap at any moment. The previous incident still haunted him. The secret documents he'd hidden were still in his backpack, like a ticking time bomb, poised to unleash unpredictable consequences at any moment. Zheng Yaoxian's men seemed to have noticed some of his movements, and he himself was already exhausted from this covert battle.

"What the hell am I doing?" Su Ming muttered to himself, his inner confusion and anxiety suffocating him. Every escape, every hiding made him feel like a headless fly, unable to find a true exit. The mission, the danger, the pressure—the weight of it all weighed on him, suffocating him. Then, as he looked up into the distance, he was stunned by the scene before him.

On the lush green grass, clusters of bright red strawberries emerged from the ground. The fruits were plump and vibrant, like nature's purest gift. Su Ming's gaze fixed on the clusters of strawberries, and for some reason, the tension in his heart suddenly dissipated. The vibrant red brought an indescribable warmth and comfort, as if it was the only hope he could touch amidst this chaos and darkness.

He slowly walked over, squatted, and reached out to pick a strawberry. The surface of the fruit was still covered with dew, as if it had been kissed by the morning dew. Su Ming's fingers gently touched the strawberry's skin, feeling a subtle chill. It was as if at that moment, his thoughts also became slightly clearer with the cool touch.

"How strange! Why do I suddenly think of this?" Su Ming muttered to himself, looking down at the strawberries in his hands, his eyes a little hazy. When he was a child, he always grew strawberries in the yard with his mother. His mother would make desserts with strawberries, and the taste is still unforgettable to him. Back then, he didn't understand anything. He just knew that eating fresh strawberries every day was the happiest time of the day.

"Now, I can barely even get a proper meal." Su Ming smiled wryly and shook his head. He placed the strawberry in his mouth and gently bit into it. The sweet juice instantly filled his mouth, with a hint of refreshing sourness, intoxicating. The taste was like turning back time, making him temporarily forget all the difficulties he was facing.

However, this brief moment of peace didn't last. Su Ming's heart remained filled with anxiety and unease. Although the taste of strawberries reminded him of long-lost warmth, reality remained cold. He knew he couldn't dwell on these memories any longer. Zheng Yaoxian's conspiracy was still brewing in the dark, and he was still the one who had to grope his way forward in the darkness.

"I can't let my guard down." Su Ming took a deep breath, quickly stood up, wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, and turned to walk towards the distant woods. Although the taste of strawberries still lingered in his mouth, he knew that he could no longer stay in this peaceful meadow. He had to move on, continue to search for the truth behind Zheng Yaoxian.

Entering the woods, Su Ming's steps became more cautious. He knew he was getting closer to his goal, but every step was fraught with unknown danger. The shadows of the woods chilled him, as if the air around him was quietly oppressing him. Every shadow cast by a tree, every sound of wind blowing, made him tense.

"If Zheng Yaoxian's men are nearby, or have already noticed my whereabouts..." Su Ming was secretly alert, his eyes scanning the surroundings. Everything in the woods seemed unusually quiet, as if swallowed by the stillness. But Su Ming knew that this tranquility did not mean safety. Zheng Yaoxian's men could appear before him at any time.

He quickened his pace, mentally calculating his next move. Su Ming didn't dare neglect any detail, any step. He knew he didn't have much time to waste. He had to find a breakthrough quickly to fully uncover Zheng Yaoxian's conspiracy.

"Strawberries, sweet strawberries..." Su Ming whispered to himself, a complex wave of emotions welling up within him. That simple joy, that pure happiness, seemed to remind him that no matter what hardship one finds, there are always moments in life worth cherishing. The taste of strawberries, though fleeting, brought him a sense of long-lost comfort.

"What can I do to escape this darkness?" Su Ming asked silently in his heart, his eyes fixed firmly on the road ahead. No matter how difficult the road ahead, he must keep going until he finds that glimmer of hope, until he uncovers the truth hidden behind it.

Su Ming's pace quickened, but the doubts in his heart only grew heavier. The sweet taste of the strawberries had long since dissipated from his mouth, but the deep-seated doubt, like a thorn, lodged itself deeply in his heart. With every step he took, his mind was filled with more and more confusion and bewilderment.

"What on earth is Zheng Yaoxian doing?" This question lingered in Su Ming's mind, like a lingering fly, disrupting his thoughts. Whenever he tried to focus on his next plan, those vague clues would resurface like ghosts, mocking his powerlessness. Su Ming knew his situation was becoming increasingly precarious, and the secret document in his hand was becoming increasingly heavy, like a ticking time bomb poised to explode at any moment.