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Zhang Feng and the gigolo returned to the home of the 01 Intelligence Department.
Under the order of the gigolo, the intelligence officers of 01 immediately transported Professor Mitsui back to the country through the channels they had operated for many years.
The quick action was just in time to get ahead of the Japanese government's blockade of various transportation arteries and sea routes.
After Zhang Feng and the gigolo returned to their hometown, they only stopped for a while and made corrections before rushing to the airport.
The gigolo's direct participation in combat operations means that he can no longer continue to perform intelligence missions. As for subsequent arrangements, he has to wait for orders from above.
After washing, the gigolo didn't have any appetite. Whenever he saw food, he would think of the scene he saw at the Nameless Manor, and his stomach would start to turn sour.
Zhang Feng looked indifferent, but in fact he felt nauseated.
It's just that his tolerance and tolerance are stronger. Although he is nauseated, he still stuffs the food into his mouth, chews it and swallows it into his stomach.
After a simple meal, the two used their identities as Japanese people to go through layers of checks and boarded a plane to Kyoto, the Chinese nation.
As the plane took off, Zhang Feng's head began to hurt. Why do you think a gigolo, a big man, has to be so good-looking
Passengers and flight attendants couldn't help but look at the dancer a few more times when they saw him. Some even exclaimed and almost pounced on him.
Zhang Feng finally understood why the higher-ups had to let the gigolos carry out intelligence work, instead of being part of the battle order like himself.
Such a face that brings disaster to the country and the people has a high rate of turning heads wherever he goes. I don't know if the mission can be completed. Anyway, this face is definitely unforgettable.
Zhang Feng helplessly took off his peaked cap and put it on the dancer's head, saying: "Gigolo, you'd better stay at home and don't come out. Your face is not suitable for those of us who look like a second-level disabled person. People stay energetic.”
The gigolo also mourned for a while, lowering the brim of his peaked cap to cover his face, which finally reduced a lot of attention.
A few hours later, the plane slowly stopped at Kyoto Airport.
After getting off the car, the two went straight to 01's base.
After entering the base, the two parted ways. Zhang Feng wanted to report to Huayao, while Wu
The man wants to go back to his intelligence department.
Walking into Hua Yao's office door, knocking on the door, and hearing Hua Yao's voice coming from inside the door: "Please come in."
When Hua Yao saw Zhang Feng walking in, he immediately stood up with a smile and said: "Zhang Feng, you are really lucky this time. Sit down."
Zhang Feng sneered twice, sat on the sofa, took the cigarette handed over by Hua Yao, put it in his mouth, and said: "What you are asking me to say is that I am just completing the tasks assigned by the superiors. As long as the superiors do not hold us accountable, Just act privately without orders.”
"You! Don't worry. The superiors have highly affirmed your independent action this time!" Hua Yao himself lit a cigarette and continued: "Not only that. Kunsha has now been handed over to the Academy of Sciences. A major discovery has been made, and the intensive interrogation of Mitsui is also underway. I believe there will be results soon, and this is all due to you, haha.”
Hearing Hua Yao's excited voice, Zhang Feng nodded.
Hua Yao opened his chat box and continued: "When the interrogation of Mitsui is over and there are follow-up arrangements, just wait and see the good show."
Zhang Feng saw that Hua Yao was talking about nothing, so he interrupted him and said: "Okay, I understand. Now my mission should be considered over. If there is nothing to do with me, I will withdraw first."
"Okay, you go back and rest first. I will probably ask you to come over in the next few days. After all, I have to report the details of this operation. I will inform you in advance then." Hua Yao said.
Nodding in agreement, Zhang Feng stood up tiredly and walked outside.
During this time in Japan, the entire biological clock was completely reversed, with day and night sleeping. Even when sleeping, I don't dare to sleep too seriously, and my spirit is always in a state of high tension.
It's okay to keep it tight all the time, I don't feel tired. But when I stepped on the land of China, my mind relaxed, and the fatigue seemed to come overwhelmingly.
After walking out of the base, he casually hailed a taxi and got in.
The car started, Zhang Feng leaned on the seat and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
…
Zhuo Zhaoyun was like a kitten, lazily curled up on the sofa.
Looking at the mobile phone in his hand in a daze, he dialed the number Zhang Feng called countless times.
Garbled characters, but all you hear is the sound that the number you dialed is empty.
"Oh, damn Zhang Feng, when will you come back?" Zhuo Zhaoyun muttered to himself.
Just when she was about to put down the phone in her hand, it rang suddenly.
She was pleasantly surprised to see that the number displayed on the screen was a string of garbled characters. She quickly answered the call and said, "Is it you, Zhang Feng?"
"Well, it's me. I'll be home soon." Zhang Feng's tired voice reached Zhuo Zhaoyun's ears.
Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lip tightly and said with a slightly trembling voice: "I... I'm waiting to come back."
"Okay." After saying that, Zhang Feng hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, and slowly closed his eyes.
The vehicle stopped, Zhang Feng opened his eyes, paid the fare and got out of the car.
The elevator door opened with a ding. Zhang Feng walked out with heavy steps and walked to the door of 1202. Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door was opened from inside.
After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Zhaoyun stood at the door and stared at the brim of her hat.
When Zhang Feng's figure appeared in sight, he couldn't wait to open the door.
A smile appeared on his tired face, "I'm back."
"Yes!" Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded gently and jumped directly into Zhang Feng's arms.
He carried Zhuo Zhaoyun into the house, put her down, rubbed his head, and said, "I'm a little tired."
"Hmm, you go and rest first." Zhuo Zhaoyun could see that he was very tired.
He nodded, shuffled into his room, and fell heavily on the bed. After a moment, he could hear deep but even breathing.
Zhuo Zhaoyun stood at the door in a daze. She couldn't imagine what Zhang Feng had gone through to be so tired.
He walked over, picked up a pillow and stuffed it under his head.
She also lay down, took Zhang Feng's arm and put it on her waist, shrank her body and got into his arms.
…
Zhang Feng didn't know how long he slept this time, but when he woke up, all the bones in his body felt extremely relaxed.
He lowered his head and saw Zhuo Zhaoyun, who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, with a doting smile on his lips.
Gently raising his hand, he moved the loose hair from her forehead behind her ears.