A trace of impatience flashed in Huo Shaoheng's heart, but he still tried his best to hold it back and said quickly: "There is no time. I just want to tell you that in a few days, if someone comes to deliver a letter to a Mr. Gu, please help me Take it.”
Tan Guiren was surprised, "Mr. Gu? Who is he?"
"Please accept it for me and I will transfer it to him." Huo Shaoheng did not explain, but just asked Tan Guiren to do as he said.
"Mr. Gu" is the code word agreed between Huo Shaoheng and James, and it is Huo Shaoheng's nickname.
Tan Guiren pursed his lips and said meekly: "Okay, I will remember it."
Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Huo Shaoheng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We were able to find you successfully because someone in the country provided us with correct intelligence information. It is also our plan for me to stay here now. This person is the one who will save you." A great hero. I hope you can return home soon and don't worry your parents." After saying that, he nodded towards Mr. Tan, turned around and left quickly.
Tan Guiren was slightly startled. Before he could react, Huo Shaoheng's figure had disappeared from the iron gate at the entrance of the yard.
His voice is so nice...
The words he spoke just now were well-spoken, but also had a gentle and soothing charm, and his voice was deep and moving. It was a rare good voice.
Tan Guiren studied music, and her ears have been more sensitive than others since she was a child. Huo Shaoheng's voice was in her ears, and the benefits were amplified.
Huo Shaoheng had already walked out of sight, but Tan Guiren still stood leaning on the railing, standing by the door and looking steadily ahead.
On a summer afternoon, the courtyard had dense trees and the sea breeze blew gently. A bunch of purple wisteria flowers fell from the shelf and swayed in the breeze, just in line with her mood.
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As Huo Shaoheng expected, his conversation with Tan Guiren was collected by the wiretapping device installed by the CIA.
In the CIA's New York branch building, Sean had a gloomy face, listening to the conversation from the eavesdropping device, and said to James unceremoniously: "Go and investigate, who is our informant within the Chinese Empire?" what happened!"
James was also stunned. He hesitated and then whispered: "... Mr. Director, I don't know who the informant in the Chinese Empire is... "
"You don't know either?! Didn't you develop it?!" Sean was surprised, "Is there anything else you don't know?"
"Of course." James smiled bitterly, "That informant is very hidden and has never had direct contact with us."
"That's right." Sean was very surprised, "Then how do we know the information is correct?"
"…because it was sent from above." James felt a strange pleasure in his heart when he could see this almost omnipotent young man deflated.
Sean understood. It seemed that the informant was of a very high level. In other words, he was developed by his superiors and had only one line of contact with them.
"You also know that the Chinese Empire has always been very permeable. Many of the informants we bought were not really core internal personnel, but just peripheral personnel. We spent a lot of money in vain, and later met Bai Yusheng. We have been very outstanding in these years. A rebellion activity." James found some psychological advantages and began to ask Xienkopu, "It's a pity that we didn't protect him well."
"It's good that you know." Sean regained some confidence, "If I had come earlier, Bai Yusheng would not have died in an unknown way. - Have you found out who killed him?"
"We guessed that he was an agent of the Chinese Empire, but there was no evidence at all. The method of killing was very popular and had no characteristics at all, so we couldn't tell who did it. For a long time, we thought he was a diver. An accident…”
James lowered his head. This incident was also something he hated deeply, but what he hated was not the murderer of Bai Yusheng, but the upper-level bureaucrats of the CIA.
When something goes wrong, the blame is put on him, completely regardless of who instigated Bai Yusheng's rebellion in the first place, and he doesn't take any credit for it.
If it weren't for this incident, the position of director of the Asia Intelligence Department would obviously belong to him.
"Well, we have to be more cautious. I will report this matter to my superiors and ask them to investigate the insider who provided them with information in the Chinese Empire. Don't fall into other people's traps." After Sean finished speaking, he pointed to the door of the office. Said unceremoniously to James: "Get-out!"
This attitude became the last straw that overcame James's wavering heart.
He clenched his fists and turned to leave.
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It was another weekend, and Gu Nianzhi was packing his bags in the graduate dormitory on the B campus of the Imperial Capital of China.
The silk scarf Huo Shaoheng sent her was put back into her backpack with great care. She said "see you next week" to Ma Qiqi and went back to Huo Shaoheng's official residence to spend the weekend.
She hadn't been there for a long time, and this time she planned to go back and stay for two days, maybe cleaning Huo Shaoheng's room.
She called Yin Shixiong and asked him to send a car to pick her up.
Yin Shixiong agreed, made an appointment with her, and asked her to wait at the door of the dormitory building.
When Gu Nianzhi came down, he saw a silver-gray BMW sedan with a military license plate. It looked like it was sent by Yin Shixiong.
But when the car door opened, it was Zhao Liangze who got out!
Gu Nianzhi was overjoyed and quickly ran over and said, "Brother Ozawa! When did you come back?!"
"I've been back for a few days." Zhao Liangze smiled, opened his arms, and hugged Gu Nianzhi, who rushed over, "Let Brother Xiaoze see, um, he's not bad, he looks good, and he seems to have gained weight... Ah! What are you doing? Step on my feet?!"
Before Zhao Liangze could finish his sentence, Gu Nianzhi stepped on his toes so hard that he almost shed tears from the pain.
Gu Nianzhi wore a pair of small high-heeled ankle strap sandals. The pointed heels could be used as weapons.
"Who told you to call me fat!" Gu Nianzhi raised his head pretending to be angry, "Besides, it's not as simple as stepping on your feet!"
"Okay, okay, Brother Ozawa said the wrong thing and offended Miss Gu!" Zhao Liangze bowed with a smile and got into a fuss with Gu Nianzhi.
After the two got in the car, Gu Nianzhi remembered what Zhao Liangze said just now and raised the corners of his lips, "Brother Ozawa, stop saying that I am Miss Gu. Miss Gu is someone else. Don't let people misunderstand me."
The current Miss Gu is of course Gu Yanran.
Tomorrow was the day the two of them agreed to visit Gu Xiangwen. Gu Nianzhi was also on the way, so he simply went to Huo Shaoheng's official residence to stay one night earlier.
Zhao Liangze said with a smile: "What do you call me? Miss Gu Er? Well, you are good enough..."
"You're the second one! Your whole family is the second one!" Gu Nianzhi became even more unhappy, "Don't call me Miss Gu Second either."
"What do you call me?" Zhao Liangze teased her deliberately.
"Nianzhibai, you always call me that, why can't you do it today?" Gu Nianzhi rolled his eyes at him, "Okay, don't interrupt, I won't ask you."
She had been educated over and over again these days, and she already understood that she couldn't ask about Huo Shaoheng.
I couldn't help but ask Yin Shixiong and Chen Chen before, but they not only said nothing, but also educated her.
Gu Nianzhi learned the lesson after suffering a loss, and when he saw Zhao Liangze returning from a mission with Huo Shaoheng, he could not bear to ask.
Zhao Liangze smiled and nodded, "Actually, I don't know even if you ask. Mr. Huo is still on the mission, and my mission has been completed."
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This is the second update…
A reminder to recommend tickets and monthly tickets!
Today is Monday, especially the recommended tickets, dear!
O(∩_∩)O~.