Chen Xu was greatly surprised by the response to the code, and hurriedly sent someone to check only to find that Zhou Qian was still doing intelligence work for the country in the past 20 years, and the collected information was piled up in the entire five-story building. When Chen Xu went www.biquge.info time he went in person, Zhou Qian was already an old man of almost eighty years old, and he had to walk with a cane and lead a Labrador every day to go out to the city to walk around, and then come back to make records.

This person is loyal to the country to the point of no matter what personal costs, and he makes his own money to maintain the operation of the intelligence station, and such a small person is the backbone of the country. On the contrary, those who enjoy the high officials and the good fortune of the people in China are still not satisfied with the comfortable life, and would rather be the lackeys of foreign capitalists, betray the country's secret intelligence, and dismantle the country's Taiwan!

Chen Xu's arrival made the old man extremely happy, and he led the people from the Military Intelligence Bureau with great interest to introduce in detail the information he had collected in the past 20 years. All of this information was brought back to China and entered into the computer, which did greatly facilitate the operations of the Military Intelligence Agency, and some of the underground corners of New York City were not even known to the Americans themselves, and the intelligence personnel hid in them when the mission failed, as if they disappeared, and the CIA mobilized satellites and surveillance racked their brains to find no one, and Chen Xu also used these seemingly unimportant New York City geographic information to escape the pursuit several times.

Chen Xu originally wanted to take Zhou Qian back to China, so that this lonely old man who had never married for the country all his life returned to China and went to the cadre sanatorium of the Imperial Capital Military Region to recuperate for the rest of his life. Who knew that three days after Chen Xu arrived at the intelligence station, the old man died on a recliner in the courtyard, Zhou Qian ran around in New York City all the year round, and his body was full of injuries.

Zhou Qian dedicated his life to the country, and died in a foreign country without asking for anything in return. His body was transported back to China, and according to his military information, he was sent back to his hometown for a grand burial, which can be regarded as a return to his roots.

Zhou Qian's relatives in his hometown didn't know that he was still alive, he had lost contact with his family for 60 years, and they had also looked for him back then, thinking that he had died in an accident. After the people sent by the military region explained, I learned about his heroic deeds and understood the reason why he had not been in contact with his family. At the request of Chen Xu, the head of the local military district and the city government officials came to attend the funeral, Zhou Qian was unknown when he was alive, and only became known after his death, and the red five-pointed star engraved on the tall tombstone 'August 1' told the villagers that this is also a place where heroes have been produced.

Zhou Qian was a good dog keeper during his lifetime, but his work made it impossible for him to contact or make friends with anyone, so he could only raise a dog to accompany him. His old Labrador was also brought back to China by Chen Xu and given to a good family, so that the old man's dog would not be left on the streets.

However, it is only the early eighties, and Zhou Qian has only lost contact with China for more than two years, and in his previous life, Zhou Qian used his life to prove his loyalty to the country, and in this life, Chen Xu wants to reuse this person, so that his talents can be brought into full play, and he is no longer the person in charge of a small intelligence station.

"It's really a big hiding place to build an intelligence station in this place, but I don't know how the people in this house live in this chaotic black ghetto, and even white people are very difficult to survive in this area." Alan followed behind Chen Xu and kept his right hand on the handle of the pistol, for fear that a black uncle who wanted to rob suddenly rushed out of the darkness, this kind of person may rob you just to grab a few dollars at any cost.

"It's not an alien planet, as long as you find out the living habits of the locals, it's not difficult to fit in, and if you live in a wealthy area of Manhattan, it's hard to imagine living in this kind of slum." Chen Xu was speechless to Allen, in order to understand New York, Zhou Qian deliberately chose the most complex Brooklyn district as a base, although it is very difficult to live in this kind of place, it is a three-regardless area where even the police are too lazy to enter, it is very convenient to collect intelligence. Living in a wealthy area with a strong police force, singing loudly at night may attract the police, and it is even more impossible to gather information with peace of mind.

While talking, the group came to the back door, and at this time, the Rottweiler in the yard finally sensed that something seemed wrong with the people outside, and began to yell to warn Chen Xu and the others to go away.

Chen Xu walked to the back door, and regularly knocked on the iron door with a series of codes, and after a while, he heard the sound of running footsteps in the house, and then the iron door 'creaked' open, and a middle-aged professor wearing pajamas, thick black hair and round glasses appeared at the door.

Zhou Gan was holding a sawed shotgun in his hand, obviously when the dog barked just now, he had already woken up and grabbed the house to guard, but after hearing the code of knocking on the door, he knew that it was a comrade from the country who came, so he ran over to open the door excitedly.

"You are Zhou Qian?" At this time, Zhou Qian was still a middle-aged man under the age of fifty, and he had just lost contact with the Military Intelligence Bureau for only two years, and the remaining funds could still support him for a few years, so his life was not bad.

"Ah...... I am, you are a comrade sent by the bureau? How did I realize that I didn't come to notice. The secret code to contact Zhou Qian is only known to the senior management of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and the person who can type this kind of code is not an outsider, so Zhou Qian let everyone into the house with confidence. He was surprised when he saw Allen, a foreigner, but when he saw the eight comrades walking with military gait behind him, his heart was settled, the posture and demeanor of these people were native-born Chinese at a glance, and everyone had the temperament of a soldier, and there was almost no doubt that these people were sent by the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"You don't know yet! In the purge two years ago, the Military Intelligence Bureau pulled out a large number of rats, and your direct boss Zhang Yuelin was involved in the Soviet spy case and has been shot. The bureau was in chaos at the time, and it took a long time to clean it up, and it was only when the military intelligence bureau was cleaning up the data that it discovered the existence of this intelligence station, which allowed me to take over the place. Of course, Chen Xu couldn't tell the truth, anyway, he wasn't ready to let Zhou Qian stay in the Military Intelligence Bureau anymore, so he simply made up a reason to turn him into his subordinate. His own business intelligence system is about to be established, and it is precisely when there is the greatest shortage of people, and of course capable and experienced spy talents like Zhou Qian can no longer be wronged in such a small intelligence station.

"Ah...... Section Chief Zhang was shot! Zhou Qian was surprised at first, but immediately reacted, and then said: "No wonder no one has contacted me for two years, it turns out that Section Chief Zhang is dead!" Comrade Chief doesn't know what you call it? What mission do you have to give me this time! (To be continued.) )