Chapter 223: Madam, you wouldn't want your husband to be disappointed, right? (10,000 words seeking Monthly Ticket)

Hearing Tan Huimin's words, Qiu Tu, who had just put away his phone, couldn't help but look up at her.

Tan Huimin truly wasn't cut out to be a spy. Not only had she panicked when Qiu Tu deceived her just now, but now she'd even admitted to Qiu Tu's speculation.

You should know, the last person whose identity Qiu Tu had exposed, Liu Fuping, though she'd shown a bit of abnormality, no matter how Qiu Tu beat around the bush or probed, she never admitted her identity.

As for Qin Shuman, there was even less to say. When Qiu Tu pointed a gun at her, she'd continued to play her role without showing any flaws.

Compared to them, Tan Huimin was lacking by more than a little bit.

After all, identity is both a spy's Achilles heel and amulet.

As long as you don't admit you're a spy, there's always a chance to make excuses or help your comrades cover their lies.