"What does this matter have to do with Mr. Birch?"
After connecting the clues in his hand with Mr. Birch, Jenkins thought suspiciously, and then asked himself in his heart:
"Could it be that my interpretation is wrong?"
But no more useful information could be read from the ordinary branches. Jenkins thought about it and returned to Nolan again, this time heading towards Mr. Birch's house.
After the death of Mr. Bai Huamu, because there was no adult man in the family, the family moved from the alley where they originally lived to a rented apartment facing the street with relatively good security, and the family crowded into a room on the third floor.
It also belonged to the martial law area in the urban area. Jenkins jumped from the unicorn to the roof, lying there carefully avoiding the vigilant eyes of the patrolling policemen and granters below, and it took a while to find the attic skylight.
The skylight was locked, and he was rude enough to melt down someone else's lock before turning into the attic. There is no light in this rental apartment now, it is very late, and everyone is asleep.
I tiptoed from the attic to the third floor, and when I was still thinking about whether I should enter the room of Mr. Birch's family, the door opened by itself.
Jenkins covered his mouth to keep his panting from being heard by the old man coming out in his outside clothes. That was Mr. Birch's mother, an old lady in her fifties, who didn't look like she was going to the toilet.
The old man also moved on tiptoe, and seemed to be very good at it. She came all the way to the first floor and then walked out of the house. Jenkins followed behind, watching the old man choose narrow and remote alleys to walk. The downstairs of an unfinished building stopped.
"What's the point of coming out so late? She's a little too old even for a date..."
Jenkins, who was hiding in the corner, had already reached the peak of his doubts, and not long after, another man who was also sneaky walked over from the other side of the alley, close to the shadow by the wall. Jenkins had some impression of this person's face. He had seen it in the local daily newspaper, and it seemed to be an insignificant official in the Nolan City Hall.
"Mrs. Wood, long time no see."
The slightly obese middle-aged man said while wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, looking very nervous.
"More precisely, we haven't seen each other since the fatal news was delivered 12 years ago. I didn't expect that after so many years, the higher-ups still remembered me... Speaking of tonight, what happened? What? Why the sudden martial law?"
Mr. Birch's mother, Mr. Jack Wood's mother, asked Mrs. Wood.
"I heard that it was the pirate king from the outer seas who sent a small army composed of murderers and rapists to sneak into the urban area... It doesn't matter. Mrs. Wood, after so many years, the organization has used our line again as a My superior, you should know why this is."
"Of course I know. Because the war has begun, we spies who were placed from the Kingdom of Cheslan to the Kingdom of Fidiktli have finally come in handy after being silent for more than ten years."
The old man said disdainfully, but he didn't know the other corner, the young man covering his mouth was so surprised that he didn't know how to express his feelings.
"Spy? Mr. Birch's mother, is the spy of Cheslan Kingdom?"
If he hadn't heard Mrs. Wood admit it with his own ears, Jenkins would never have thought that an old man in his fifties could be a spy. From the conversation between the two just now, it is not difficult to hear that Mrs. Wood and that man were spies at least twelve years ago. It is really hard to imagine when they were sent to their country to perform missions.
"I thought you wouldn't come to see me. After all, so many years have passed, and your last mission has already been completed. Even if you decide to become an ordinary person and forget the past, I can understand."
The man said to the old man with some shame.
"I still remember the vows I made before leaving my hometown. Even if I lived in Nolan for more than thirty years, even if I married a man from the Kingdom of Fidiktli and gave birth to the next generation for him, I would I have not forgotten where my homeland is."
Mrs. Wood said calmly, these are the words of an old man in his fifties.
"I know that I may not have the chance to go back in my life, and I will not even be able to be buried in my hometown after death, so I can only make some contributions to the country in my lifetime."
"You really..."
The man was as surprised as Jenkins who was eavesdropping secretly. He couldn't find a suitable adjective after thinking for a long time, so he could only sigh:
"If there were more people like you in our country, I am afraid that the prosperity of the ancient Hikari Empire would have been restored long ago."
It is not difficult to hear from the conversation that the purpose of the two people's trip is to restore the spy intelligence line that has been silent for more than ten years. Mrs. Wood and the man Jenkins could not name met tonight to confirm each other's loyalty, and Mrs. Wood announced the decisions made by her superiors, recent tasks, new codebooks, and grants for special periods.
This information may be very important to some people, but it has nothing to do with the purpose of Jenkins' trip. He still remembered that he was looking for the portal connecting the material world and the outside world, so he was anxiously thinking whether he had gone the wrong way, but at this moment he heard the man ask Mrs. Wood:
"...something I shouldn't have asked about, but... I heard that your son passed away unexpectedly last fall. Sorry, I should have sent you a letter or attended the funeral, but I didn't say anything. "
"You are right to do this. Jack has nothing to do with our business. He always thinks that I am just an ordinary housewife. There is no need to add trouble to him after his death. You don't have to pity me. I still have two A promising grandson, they will grow up smoothly under the protection of God... "
Mrs. Wood's voice reached Jenkins' ears through the wind. He didn't know whether he was right or wrong in eavesdropping on the conversation, but Mr. Birch's family was indeed a bit too complicated.
"You don't have to worry about my life. Even without the special allowance that Shire sent every month, our family lived very well. Little Jack had a wide range of friends, librarians, businessmen, students, and his friends all died after his death. Willing to help us…”
Jenkins didn't listen carefully to the rest, because it had nothing to do with him. With a heavy heart, he turned his head to Mr. Birch's house, trying to see if he had missed any clues. But as soon as he turned the corner, he heard painful groans from the dark alley beside him.