Liu Han held a gun to his head.
This was something Qiu Jingwen never expected.
Back when the special agent group was first deployed to Duliang after its liberation, Liu Han told Qiu Jingwen that guns, grenades, and anything related to the agents should not be carried with them, in order to prevent the police from cracking down on one of them and then wiping out the whole group.
Therefore, the firearms and ammunition used during the special training course were all handed over to the leaders at that time.
Seeing Liu Han pointing a gun at his forehead, Qiu Jingwen didn't seem nervous at all.
He even thought to himself that if he were shot dead, he would be free from all suffering and wouldn't have to worry about his identity as a spy being exposed. Everything else would be irrelevant to him.
"Hey, Lao Liu, you still have guns hidden away? Didn't you make us hand over all our guns and grenades back then?"
Liu Hanhan still held the gun and gave a cold laugh.
"Qiu Jingwen, stop giving me this nonsense. Give me three thousand yuan, or I'll beat you to a pulp and then rob you of the money in your bag."
This is blatant armed robbery?!
"What if I don't give it to them?"
"Then don't blame me for being rude to you. Do you think I wouldn't dare to shoot?"
"Liu Han, do you dare to shoot?"
"What wouldn't I dare to do in this deep mountain forest? Hurry up, I need money and I'm waiting to be saved."
"What? Help? Didn't you tell me that the organization needed this money?"
Qiu Jingwen was completely bewildered by Liu Han's words.
"That's right, saving lives is also what the organization needs. Hurry up, give me the money. I promise I will never expose your identity as a spy. I swear to God."
Liu Han used the phrase "swear to heaven" for the second time.
Qiu Jingwen, however, was not afraid.
He was certain that Liu Han only wanted money and wouldn't shoot him, because this forest was within the Hongqi Factory area, and once a shot was fired, security personnel on duty would quickly surround the area.
"Heh, Liu Han, it's been decades. Your gun must be rusty by now. Is there even a bullet in it? Who are you trying to scare?"
“Sun Jiadong, no, Qiu Jingwen, do you have any common sense? Do you think I would lie to you? Why don’t you try firing a shot and then lure the security personnel from your Hongqi Factory to this side of the stream? Tell me, did you bring the money or not? I don’t want to waste my time with you.”
"Liu Han, I know it's not about the organization raising some bullshit funds. You're the one who needs the money. Tell me, what do you need so much money for?"
"Can't I keep a mistress? Stop arguing, hurry up and open the bag. I only want your money, not your life, and I won't expose you."
Yes, Liu Han used the term "keeping a mistress," which became popular in later generations.
As he spoke, Liu Han moved the gun to Qiu Jingwen's chest, then pulled off the bag on Qiu Jingwen's shoulder and took out a large leather envelope.
He weighed it in his mind and then smiled.
"Three thousand, that should be about right. Thank you, Qiu Jingwen."
After saying this, Liu Han put away his gun and turned to leave.
Standing there, Qiu Jingwen watched Liu Han's departing figure, feeling utterly incredulous and overwhelmed by the unexpected turn of events.
He could also imagine that Liu Han was only after three thousand yuan.
He just couldn't understand why an old man, the top leader, would want three thousand yuan.
What Qiu Jingwen found even more perplexing was that just as Liu Han had walked about ten meters away, he suddenly turned around and walked back towards Qiu Jingwen.
Qiu Jingwen stood still.
He was even certain that Liu Han would say something to him.
Liu Han walked up to Qiu Jingwen and handed the gun directly to him.
"Qiu Jingwen, this gun is actually the same Boling you used in the special training class. I remember that day when we were practicing shooting in Xiangshan, you hit the bullseye every time. This gun is yours now; I won't be using it anymore. You might need it in the future. Of course, you can also shoot me in the back, hehe. Also, thank you for the three thousand yuan. I'm very grateful!"
Wearing gauze gloves, Qiu Jingwen held the gun he had used years ago in his hand, and he couldn't quite understand what he was feeling.
He didn't understand what Liu Han meant either.
When Liu Han's figure disappeared into the forest, Qiu Jingwen still felt like he was dreaming.
That's how it happened, and that's how it ended?
However, Qiu Jingwen knew the principle of paying money to avoid trouble.
If Liu Yanhan really had an urgent need for money, and he could extort three thousand yuan from him, then they could go their separate ways and the matter of his identity as a spy would be temporarily forgotten.
Moreover, judging from Liu Han's tone and expression, as well as his several oaths to heaven, he believed that what Liu Han said was not a lie.
Qiu Jingwen certainly wouldn't shoot Liu Han in the back.
In fact, ever since Liu Han appeared in Qiu Jingwen's life, he has carefully recalled the events leading up to and following when Liu Han pulled him into the Military Intelligence Bureau.
To be fair, Liu Han took good care of him back then. After all, he was just a teenager at the time, and when someone bullied him in the training class, Liu Han always protected him and saved him from suffering a lot.
The gun from his childhood has returned to his hands?!
This is a magical thing, and it's like a dream.
Holding the old Bolang Ning in his hand, many memories flooded Qiu Jingwen's mind.
However, this experience was brief, and Qiu Jingwen quickly returned to reality.
The surrounding trees rustled, the sound of the summer wind echoing through the forest.
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