Chapter 12 Identity
"It's rare to hear this word from your mouth, but it feels very kind. The running track slowly slowed down the rolling speed, and Xiaolan walked down lightly.
Mo Yuan shrugged, "I'm just calling him in ordinary terms." β
"Then what would you call him in your own way?" As she spoke, Xiaolan came to Mo Yuan's side and sat on the bar chair next to her, "Don't you invite me to drink something?"
"My own way, haven't thought of ...... yet", Mo Yuan stretched out his legs and got off the bar chair and walked to the self-service drink machine, "Would you like another glass of warm water?"
"It's rare to stay in the presidential suite, and the drinks are still free......"
"It seems that you have recovered", Mo Yuan observed the drink machine and said, "Moderate exercise really helps to adjust the mental state, and the same is true for yoga...... You're working so hard......"
"Iced coffee. Xiaolan said.
"No, this beverage self-service machine can support more complex production", Mo Yuan stopped observing and looked eager to try, "Let me try." β
"Uh...... I just want an iced coffee, right in the bottom left corner of the second option......"
"Rest assured. β
"Okay. β
Mo Yuan operated the panel of the self-service beverage machine, and the content displayed on the panel was refreshed to a more complex interface, no longer the name of the specific drink, but the name of various ingredients.
"Well, let's have a black coffee ...... first," Mo Yuan muttered to himself, "Come again...... Whole milk. β
Xiaolan sat quietly on the bar chair, tilting her head slightly, looking at the back of Mo Yuan operating the self-service drink machine.
"One more teaspoon of cocoa powder, or two spoonfuls......" Mo Yuan's left hand was half-clenched into a fist, against his upper lip.
"Hey, are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Can this be more difficult than our job......", Mo Yuan looked disapproving, "Two more teaspoons of maple syrup." β
"Maple syrup, are you paying tribute to the Scottish porridge I made for you?" Xiaolan couldn't sit still.
"More salt. β
"Well, no one sees it anyway, so you can let yourself go. If you replace black coffee with oatmeal, it will basically be standard Scottish porridge. Xiaolan looked angry and funny.
"Finally, add the ice cubes", Mo Yuan nodded, "Done!" As soon as the words fell, he picked up his drink and turned to walk towards Xiaolan, "I've kept you waiting." β
"Thank you", as she spoke, Xiaolan took the drink, and when Mo Yuanzhong sat back on the bar chair, she took a sip slowly, an ambiguous smile appeared on her face.
"How does it taste?" Mo Yuan was a little anxious.
βIt is a secret.β Xiaolan took another sip, "It's not like you played on the spot." β
"Well, the magazines on the plane. β
"Heh......" Xiaolan smiled and took a sip of tea, "Actually, I know this practice, but I don't think you will be bored enough to learn this...... Well, let's analyze Yu Deshui, this is the right thing. β
"Hmm", Mo Yuan took off the wrist device he was wearing on his left hand, placed it on the bar, and activated the projection function of the wrist device, and the image appeared on the wall facing the bar.
Looking at the man with messy hair and stubble, it seemed that the characteristic low and hoarse voice came to his ears again.
"When you visited the suite, I investigated his identity," Mo Yuan looked into Xiaolan's eyes, "In our database of national security personnel, the result of face and voice recognition is 'no match found'." β
"Oh?" was not surprised, Xiaolan simply accepted the fact.
"So", Mo Yuan turned to the projection, "Either he has made a disguise and voice correction, like us", Mo Yuan cocked his thumb and shook it towards his face and throat, "Or, he is a newcomer and has not yet been entered into our database." β
"It seems that you have ruled out the possibility that he is an ordinary person. β
"A fan of the enthusiastic Professor Xun...... Heh", Mo Yuan sneered, "You also know that is impossible, we have a complex and complete spy identity system...... Considering the low importance of this mission, the B-level identity in the spy identity system is applied - this Professor Xun only has corresponding records in the citizenship system of our country C. Occasionally, relevant papers will be published under his signature, and his name will even appear in the list of participants in some academic or social activities, so as to authenticate the data that only exists in the system, and make it look like a real person, so that people like us can borrow its identity to complete relevant tasks when needed. β
Xiaolan took another sip of the "special" drink and nodded, "Yes, this Professor Xun, before you, from beginning to end, was just a record in the database, and it never appeared in the real world, although, in his name, he has published several papers on machine learning, but they are not core journals, they are just a few numbers, and even the few university lectures arranged this time are just spending money to buy a lively ......"
"So, where would I have such fanatical fans who didn't sleep in the early morning and came to the airport to greet ...... in person", Mo Yuan laughed at himself and spread his hands.
"Well, he should have some understanding of our identity and purpose, he should be a security officer of country A, but the security department where he is located, will he be allowed to 'play' like this?", Xiaolan was puzzled.
"Oh, either, he has this privilege", Mo Yuan looked at the glass in Xiaolan's hand, the ice slowly melted, gently hitting the rim of the cup, and some tiny bubbles surfaced, "Or, only he is aware of us, if his security department is aware of us, he should secretly observe, be cautious of contact, put a long line to catch big fish, and catch them all, instead of sending 'fans' to contact us so directly, this is tantamount to startling the snake, which will directly lead us to cancel the operation and seek the next time." β
"Can he not report his findings?" Xiaolan frowned, "What happened to him, and even if he was 'playing', he should have a purpose." β
"Who knows, it doesn't affect our tasks, the affairs of other countries, in the final analysis, are other people's family affairs, we don't have to ask for trouble, not to mention", Mo Yuan said faintly, "Our own goals, it is impossible to rely on others to help us accomplish them, in the same way, their affairs are their ......"
There was a short, but faint knock on the door.
Xiaolan Mo Yuan quickly came to the door.
There was another short, but faint knock on the door.
Mo Yuan Xiaolan glanced at each other, "Ah-who?" Xiaolan yawned and asked, "Red-eyed flight, don't let people sleep well." β
"Me. A low, hoarse voice, faint and weak.
"He?" Xiao Lan's thought flashed.
Mo Yuan opened the door inside, there was no one in front of him, he looked down, and saw that the man with messy hair and stubble on his face was half-sitting on the ground, Mo Yuan leaned over to observe, the man was short of breath and his face was blue.
"I ...... Poisoned ......," the man said reluctantly.
Mo Yuan grabbed the man's left shoulder, helped him up, carried him into the room, and placed him on the sofa in the living room.
"Let him stay sitting, don't let him lie down", Mo Yuan said to Xiaolan, "I'll go back to the room and come back immediately." β
"Okay. β