Across the ocean, United States of America, CIA Intelligence Analysis Center, July 13, 6:30 a.m.

An all-night job, exhausting analysts and supervisors, just finished dealing with an emergency in Vietnam, the confidential secretary sent an encrypted article jiàn, the intelligence director of the Asia Department Peter carefully opened it, hurriedly read it, knocked on the table, "Guys, your breakfast is going to be ruined, look at this article, God, if it weren't for the early signs, I thought it was April Fool's Day." ”

Experts and officials complained that the confidential secretary had sent each of the ladies a copy of the papers, and the brief relaxation was over, and the information was immediately circulated.

A minute later.

"The time difference between the two places is about 8 hours, and now it should be Beijing time...... In other words, the incident is still happening?" a capable middle-aged woman, keenly finding the key point.

"Yes, but you'd better take a closer look at that satellite photo. ”

A technologically processed, high-definition satellite image appeared on the LCD screen in front of each person, and silence remained for a moment.

"What is this? District 51 of the Chinese?"

"God, it's unbelievable, what I saw, this is ...... Wormholes?"

Peter knocked on the table, "Because of its appearance, our Chinese counterparts have become a mess, and the latest signs show that they have fully contracted...... Let me see, Xiangcheng, the hinterland of China, a small place, and that's bad news for us...... Well, guys, big event, I need you to read the information in your hands carefully, word by word, and give me an opinion, now I need to wake up Claire, our Mr. Director!"

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Beijing time, July 13, 1 a.m.

The cuckoo stretched his waist, yawned heavily, looked at the time of his watch, smiled sweetly, glanced left and right, walked into the connected bathroom, washed his face, carefully wiped some foundation, and covered up the dark circles under his eyes from staying up late.

Outside the door, colleagues have begun to get off work, busy for a night, no one is in the mood to frolick and talk, Sister Li called her outside, Du Juan hurriedly looked at himself in the mirror, agreed, and returned to the office.

After receiving the stored personal belongings, the cuckoo nervously ushered in the internal security check, but fortunately, as usual, there was no danger.

Leaving the unit, she got into her little Xiali, went around around the unit, bought some sex toys, returned to the community where she lived, and showed her face in front of the security guard.

In front of the door of her house, she took a nervous breath, carefully took out the key, unscrewed the door, and looked inside.

It was pitch black, there was silence, the cuckoo was very disappointed, all her energy was gone when she got off work, and the fatigue of staying up all night hit her, she kicked off her shoes, threw away the bag in her hand at will, and walked barefoot on the cold floor......

"Wow, I just said it once, and you actually bought it back, Miss Cuckoo, you're rotten, but I like ......"

The cuckoo was stupid, she looked at the man who suddenly appeared obsessively, and was conquered and shocked by his handsome features, by his smile with a hint of evil spirit, and by his gaze that looked up and down, until he came to him, and picked up the cuckoo's chin with one finger, and the diamond-shaped warm lips grew bigger and bigger in the sight......

The cuckoo was carried into the bedroom, and before he could say a word, under the command of this magician-like man, he cried, laughed, climbed to the top, swooped down to the bottom, his body, his fingers, his lips were his weapons, and under his skilful and effective attack, the cuckoo was crushed.

After a long time, the clouds and rain stopped, and the two of them were breathing, and the cuckoo groped through his hair bush for a while, and sent a piece of something the size of a fingernail to the man as if he had done his job, and the man took it with one hand and hugged her tighter, "Well done, my baby!"

The cuckoo sighed contentedly, closed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

"Come, let's have a drink. ”

The cuckoo just wanted to sleep, but he didn't want the man to be disappointed, so he could only force himself to drink half of the man's residual wine, and then fell asleep soundly, and never woke up again in this life.

Lin Sen...... Oh no, it was Morita Ryuichi who sat up from the bed, pushed away the already unconscious cuckoo, and came to the dresser like a tanuki, he carefully removed the mirror, revealing the snow-white wall behind him, his fingers dazzled the wall buttons, and lifted a layer of wall, revealing the steel plate inside, behind the steel plate was a small space, which contained his personal terminal, and it was time to activate it.

Morita's father was a Japanese orphan who stayed in China during World War II, and was secretly developed by Japan's domestic intelligence agencies in the 80s.

However, Morita Ryuichi has shown extraordinary qualifications in intelligence since he was a child, and has been trained by Japan's intelligence agencies, and has used American resources to let him study abroad for four years, during which he has received extremely professional and systematic training, and returned to China two years ago, under the arrangement of the line, infiltrated into a well-known scientific research unit.

However, because of the experience of studying abroad for four years, he has not been able to access the core information, let alone enter the team that studied the "wormhole" this time.

The position of the cuckoo is inconspicuous, but it is responsible for the communication between the upper and lower levels of the special affairs office, so the fat, sensitive and introverted cuckoo soon falls under Morita's key hunting.

The biochip was inserted into the reading device, the satellite signal was connected smoothly, Morita was dazzled by the input, pressed enter, the progress bar began to move slowly, he stood up, dragged out a huge suitcase from under the bed, and picked up the cuckoo's body that had stopped breathing.

The moonlight shone through the screen window on his expressionless face, there was an indescribable coldness, the fat man who was 1.6 meters tall and weighed 150 pounds was as light as nothing in his hands, and the body of the cuckoo was packed into the suitcase and pushed under the bed by him again.

Dealing with the corpse in this way is nothing more than delaying the cuckoo's discovery, and there is only ten hours of retreat at most.

When he was done, the progress bar was 100%, and the icon indicating the success of the delivery flashed, and he pressed the equipment self-destruct device without hesitation.

The core biochips would decompose like food in five minutes, and the rest of the hardware was worthless, so Morita pushed them under the bed and went into the bathroom.

By the time he came out of the bathroom again, he had already become a maintenance worker on the property, and the escape began from now on.

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