The Ministry of State Security occupies a large area, there are no other buildings nearby, the buildings of the entire large courtyard are connected together, and the black iron fence encloses the entire compound in the center, like a magnified quadrangle, which looks like a strict square from the air.

The wall at the top of the gate of the compound is inlaid with the emblem of the Ministry of State Security, which is like a coin magnified many times, and the outer circle reads the Ministry of State Security of the People's Republic of China, and the middle part is divided into four areas, which are engraved with the party flag, the national flag, and a diagonal line engraved in one grid, and a five-pointed star shield on the rice ear in the other grid.

Guan Mingda sat at his desk, holding the table with his left hand, his right thumb and two fingers gently pinching his brows, and on the desk was a red Wen Jiàn folder, which contained a few pieces of paper, and a stack of photos scattered messily on the desk, each photo was creepy.

The photos appear to be murder scenes, and each photo is bloody, making people afraid to look at it at the first glance.

"Comrades, I'm sorry for you, you are all heroes of the country!" Guan Mingda's right hand suddenly let go, slapped the table heavily, gritted his teeth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the shock made the pen jump up, land on a photo, and then slid down the stairs, fell on the floor and broke in two.

Although Guan Mingda is not very familiar with those comrades, and he has only met three times, however, their appearances are imprinted in his heart, and when this text is sent to him, Guan Mingda recognized it at first sight, this is the person he arranged for the past last time, but it has only been a long time since it was discovered.

And the bodies of these comrades were brought to the edge of a casino, and after the report came out, it was naturally related to the casino, especially since it belonged to the three-regardless zone, so it naturally did not attract much attention.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly.

Guan Mingda grabbed the phone, and an old voice came from the microphone, "Mingda, the situation is already known, right?" ”

"Report chief, I've just seen it."

Guan Mingda took a deep breath, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly, "Chief, I am reviewing with the organization, I did not plan this action, and I am willing to accept any punishment from the organization." ”

"Mingda, now is not the time to discuss punishment, you can come to my office."

"Alright, chief, I'll be right over."

Guan Mingda hung up the phone, collected the text and photos on the table, locked them in a drawer, opened the door and walked out, the chief's office building is an independent building, and he must walk through the square.

The morning sun sprinkled on his body, which made Guan Mingda a little uncomfortable, could it be that he was walking between black and white, and he was even a little afraid of the sun?

Walking into the office, the old chief was looking down at the photo, looking at it very seriously, the white eyebrows under the reading glasses seemed to have become longer, and Guan Mingda's heart was a little bitter, "Chief." ”

"Mingda, sit down and smoke by yourself."

The old chief put down the photo in his hand, took off his reading glasses and threw it on the table, "It seems that the Western hostile forces have invested a lot of money this time, otherwise, these people would not dare to offend us like this." ”

"Chief, it must have been Phipps who did it, I know too much about their methods." Guan Mingda grabbed the cigarette on the coffee table, took out one and lit it and took a puff, "Chief, Phipps must be eliminated, this guy knows our situation too well, and besides, this guy's influence in the Golden Triangle is getting bigger and bigger, and the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for us." ”

"Get rid of it, how to get rid of it?"

The old chief opened the drawer, took out a pack of special cigarettes, took out one, lit it and took a puff, but he didn't inhale it, and the smoke stayed in his mouth for a moment before he spit it out.

"Do you know his appearance, height and other physical characteristics, do you know where he often haunts, do you know whether he is male or female?"

Guan Mingda was stunned when he heard this, and slowly shook his head, he had been fighting with Phipps for all these years, and he didn't know anything about anything other than this name.

"Mingda, you're impatient."

The old chief shook his head and sighed, "There will never be an end to the struggle on the hidden front, even if we kill this Phips, won't they send another person over?" ”

"Chief, I feel guilty, all the sacrifices are our comrades."

Guan Mingda's eyes were red, and he clenched his right hand hard, and the cigarette he had just lit was pinched and extinguished in his palm, but he didn't realize it, and there was a faint smell of burnt smell in the air.

"Do you know the meaning of our coat of arms?"

The old chief looked down at the cigarette on his finger, "When we join this department, we should understand that our whole lives have been dedicated to the country, to this department, even our lives. ”

Guan Mingda nodded silently, and the sound of heavy breathing revealed the sadness and indignation in his mood at the moment.

"Our work is so disciplined, and I think that Phipps caught that." The old chief sighed, "Moreover, the traces of the people trained by the department are too heavy and easy to be recognized, so our work must be found in another way." ”

"By the way, the plan you came up with last time was very good."

The old chief stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and took a puff, opened the drawer, took out a text clip from it and threw it on the desk, "I have been thinking about this problem for a long time, and on the basis of your plan, I have slightly revised it to form an idea specifically for the intelligence work in Southeast Asia, you can take a look, and then give me some advice." ”

"Chief, I knew you had a plan."

Guan Mingda barely squeezed out a smile, walked to the desk and picked up the Wen Jiàn folder, "I just wanted to report to you and put the last plan on the agenda, I didn't expect you to think of it a long time ago." ”

"Project Falcon?" Guan Mingda opened the text folder, his eyes touched the four big characters on the first page, and he couldn't help but be stunned, the old chief nodded, "Mingda, Lao Cao of the Ministry of Public Security called me just now, you have selected thousands of talents to fancy, and the Ministry of Public Security also has the meaning of getting involved." ”

"Chief, isn't it, what is the Ministry of Public Security doing with us robbing people?" Guan Mingda was stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the old chief, the action plan is not important, the important thing is the person who implements the action, even the most suitable person has been snatched away, and it is useless to have a plan of action.

"Can you take a look at my plan first?"

The old chief smiled, and pointed to the text with a cigarette, "This is the plan that I, an old man, have been thinking about for half a month, of course, the latter part has just been corrected, plus the later part, I think this plan is really perfect." ”

"Mingda, you, you are still a little impulsive and not calm enough, the more times like this, the clearer our thinking must be. You, after all these years, are still the same as when I brought you in. ”