After hanging up the phone, I began to mumble again, I originally thought that it was Tang Qizheng's people who put down Ge Xiaocheng's people last night, and then sent someone into my room, but this phone call showed that it was not they who did it, at least, it was not the person Tang Qizheng and they arranged! So, who are they?

While I was pondering, the car stopped, and the driver arrived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I got out of the car, I found that this is a very small alley, this should be the old city, the houses are very old, and they are all private houses with independent houses.

The alley is not wide, about two meters, and the car is not easy to drive into, so the driver asked me to walk in by myself.

After sending the driver away, he didn't think much about it, and began to look at the house number while walking. Looking at their architectural style, these houses are estimated to have been built in the early part of the last century, with a typical Republic of China flavor, and even the ground is still paved with small pieces of bricks and stones. The alley was deserted, and except for the occasional sight of a few elderly people sitting in front of the door, there were hardly any pedestrians in sight.

After walking for about five or six minutes, I saw the house number on the address. It is a small old-fashioned shop structure, even the door is wooden, and the two main doors are closed.

I was about to knock on the door, but the door suddenly opened, but I saw a person inside who was about to go out, and I happened to meet each other.

The man was stunned for a moment when he saw me, and then quickly shrank back.

Looks like this man should know me, but I don't know him.

I froze for a moment, thinking about what to do, when there was already the sound of small footsteps inside, and soon, I saw a very familiar face.

"Boss Qi, why are you here?" Zhang Hongliang's face was full of surprise.

As soon as I saw that it was him, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart and said with a smile: "If it wasn't for your strong help last time, how could I have escaped?!"

Zhang Hongliang smiled a little embarrassedly, and said: "We didn't expect them to have an ambush, and you had a plan, see the smile, see the smile!"

Hearing him say this, I knew that I had guessed correctly, the person who was the first to come to the room where Tang Qizheng and them were under house arrest that night was indeed sent by Zhang Hongliang.

"How's it going, are you alright?" I continued.

"Fortunately, when they saw you going out of the window, they hurriedly chased you, so our people are out of the way!" Zhang Hongliang scratched his forehead embarrassedly.

"Are the two brothers who came into the house okay?" I asked.

"Fortunately, your people are only using a tranquilizer gun!" Zhang Hongliang finally returned to normal, and hurriedly made a gesture to invite in: "It's not convenient here, let's sit inside!"

Hearing this, I was secretly amused in my heart, it was obvious that Zhang Hongliang regarded the person arranged by Thomas as my person, this kind of misunderstanding was too good for me to be better, simply, I fished in troubled waters.

I didn't say anything polite to him, so I went inside first.

This house should be very functional, a large one facing the street in front of it was estimated to be a big shop, and there is a courtyard in the back, and the back of the courtyard is a slippery wing, which should be the living place of the owner and his family, much like the kind of courtyard house in Beijing, but not so big.

Zhang Hongliang led me to a house on the right, and when he pushed the door open, I was immediately taken aback.

Because there were two people in the room that I didn't expect to be - the two Germans that Dai Wangfu had introduced to me, the bearded Martin von Neumann and his assistant Bach!!

At that time, I thought to myself, it turns out that these bastards are really premeditated! No wonder I have never seen the Germans show up, and I dare to avoid these two because they know me.

The two of them were talking, and when they saw us coming in, they quickly stood up, and Martin came up to me and shook hands and said, "Mr. Qi, why are you here?"

After greeting his ancestors for eight generations, I pretended to be very indifferent and smiled: "Mr. Martin, you are really far-sighted!"

That Martin was originally a China expert, how could he not hear my sarcasm, but he did not show a look of guilt or embarrassment, on the contrary, his face was very solemn.

This surprised me, this birdman is really thick-skinned, and he actually pretends to be innocent without blushing and heartbeat.

I heard Martin say, "Mr. Qi, I've been looking for you too hard!" After that, he motioned for Bach and Zhang Hongliang to go out, and then made a gesture to me to sit down. Zhang Hongliang and Bach immediately retreated and closed the door.

I sat down honestly and unceremoniously.

"Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, the reason why I didn't tell you my identity before is really a last resort!" Martin said as he poured me tea.

"Tea, please!" Martin set the tea on the table and sat down himself, taking a deep breath and then a long sigh.

I picked up the tea, took a sip slowly, put the teacup down again, and said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Martin seems to have something unspeakable!"

Martin didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a moment, as if to sort out his thoughts, and waited for me to put down the teacup again before he spoke.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Qi, I'm a German madman. Martin seemed to have made up his mind, and said slowly. "This time I came to China to investigate a situation within the BND!"

As soon as I heard this, I was suddenly a little surprised.

Although I had deduced that Martin was an agent of a German agency, I did not expect that the purpose of his trip would involve another agency in their country.

I had a general understanding of the German intelligence agencies.

There are currently three separate organizations in Germany's intelligence agencies: the Federal Intelligence Service (BND), which is similar to the CIA in the United States, the Constitutional Protection Agency (BFV), and the last one is the Military Intelligence Service, which they call MAD and used to be called ASBW.

The three agencies do not have too clear boundaries in terms of functions, but they are completely independent departments, and it stands to reason that there should be no conflict.

Of course, this is just my personal opinion, after all, I am only hearsay about these things, and I can't do enough about them.

It was already a surprise to meet Martin here, and although I had already guessed his identity from the moment I walked through the door, I was a little confused by his words.

Even if there are differences between the two institutions he said, they are both under the jurisdiction of the federal government, so are there other hidden things involved?

It stands to reason that this kind of family ugliness should not be publicized, and Martin exploded first as soon as he opened his mouth, what is going on?

So, I asked, "This kind of thing is a domestic matter in your country, why did you tell me as soon as you came up?" I had a smile on my face, but my eyes were fixed on his face.

Martin smiled bitterly, sighed again, and said: "There is an old saying in your country, called 'family ugliness should not be publicized', in fact, this is applicable everywhere, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter and the unpredictable result, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to find you!"

I let out a puzzled 'oh?' and pulled a cigarette out of my pocket and lit it.

"It's a long story!" said Martin.