"My dear, I have to say sorry, if you read the news, you should know that there was a large-scale violence in New York Harbor, which affected the entry of the company's cargo ships. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I've been in the port authority for the past few days to reason with those people, obviously it's not so easy to solve, you also know how bureaucratic the Americans are, maybe a few more days, I'm really sorry for this, little Robert will have to rely on you to take care of him, tell him that his mother will be back soon, don't worry, I will visit Mary every day. ”

Walking into her office, Ding Wenjun put her mobile phone on the table, leaned back on the chair a little tiredly, her eyes revealed a trace of confusion, after the last conversation, she never took the initiative to approach the other party, and when she went to the medical center these days, she never saw the other party, I don't know if I missed it.

Maybe you really should get out of here and go back to your children? Her mind was a little dazed, but she understood more that the task was the task, there was no room for picking, after the port operation was over, all the participants practiced silence, she didn't know if her comrades were all out of danger, especially the 028 who attracted the attention of the American police, before the new order came, she could only continue to carry out the previous plan and protect the safety of the target until he left the United States.

While worrying about her comrades, she misses her parents in China even more, and Ding Wenjun can only suppress the desire to make a phone call home if she tries her best to control herself, because this is the United States, and there are strict discipline requirements during the mission.

The superior lost contact, the target was reluctant to let her approach, Ding Wenjun had never felt so lonely, in order to avoid being seen, and pretending to be indifferent, when there was a knock on the office door, she quickly picked up a document on the table.

"Come in."

A front desk of the company appeared at the door, it was a middle-aged white woman, she held a bouquet of flowers in her hand: "Susan, I have signed for you, your husband is really a kind boy." ”

Boy? The man who is nearly forty years old, Ding Wenjun showed a just right smile, and joked to himself easily: "Maybe he wrote the wrong address, you know that his memory occasionally has some deviations, most of it is for an unknown American girl, let me pass it on my behalf or something." ”

After thanking the other party, she took the bouquet of flowers, and the moment she saw the flowers, she understood that this was not ordered by her husband from Canada, because it was a bouquet of peach-colored tulips, and that person would only give her roses.

The card attached to the flower only had a short line of words written on it, and the scribbled flower script made her heart beat violently, because this kind of font came from the mysterious figure, very close to her, but nowhere to be found.

The Deep Sea asked to meet her, but on this card, there was no place or time, and it was obvious that it was done to keep it secret, and the answer should be on these things. Ding Wenjun closed the office door, tightened the curtains, and even the floor-to-ceiling glass facing the street was completely impermeable, before sitting on his chair, turning on the light and flipping through the card.

The sentence is very simple, like a husband giving his wife a wedding anniversary or a holiday or something, now is not a holiday, this day has no meaning for her, then it must have other uses, Ding Wenjun wrote this day on a piece of paper, held it and put it under the light.

'2.15' can be said to be February 15, because it will be a few days away, but if it refers to that day, what is the time? Ding Wenjun looked at his watch, there was still more than an hour before noon, and his heart couldn't help but move, what if it meant a quarter past two in the afternoon? At least that's quite possible.

So now there is still the location, no matter how the other words of this sentence are put together, it has nothing to do with the location of New York, she worked hard for a long time, and still has no clue, this kind of contact is one-sided, that is to say, there was no agreement between the two parties before, if this is a puzzle, it must not be very complicated, because then it is likely to be missed.

Ding Wenjun leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed, and thought silently for a while, there must be hints in these things, and it is very easy to think of what it could be, she opened her eyes and swept the bouquet of flowers on the table, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sweetheart, you know where the flower show is going on lately, I want to pick some good varieties and give them back to my husband, you know his favorite is tulips." She picked up the phone and called the white woman who had sent flowers before, with a little more expectation in her eyes.

"Let me think about it, maybe there's one in Central Park or Madison Place, but I'll have to look it up."

The white woman's answer made her know in her heart, and after putting down the phone, she immediately opened the search engine on the computer, and after entering a few keywords, the first thing that popped out was not the information of flowers, but a movie, its name was "tulip_fever", Chinese translated as crazy tulips.

So it was, Ding Wenjun immediately understood the time and place, this is a new movie, its premiere is today, in the list of theaters, she easily found the theater she last met, located at the boundary between old whites and blacks in Brooklyn, it is indeed a good connection location.

She booked a ticket for 2:15 p.m. online, still chose the penultimate row, and when everything was done, she stood up and reopened the curtains, and the knock on the door came at the right time, and after the door opened, the white woman shook her head apologetically: "It's a pity Susan, there hasn't been a large-scale flower show in New York recently, if you want, I might be able to go to the flower shop or private nursery and ask." ”

"Oh, I don't think so, maybe there's a better idea, thank you baby." Ding Wenjun's kindness made her feel relieved, now that the economy is not good, it is not so easy to find a suitable job, and a boss who is not too picky, the white woman nodded and gently closed the door for her.

The next hour, for Ding Wenjun, it was like sitting on pins and needles, but she had to calm down, like a real company employee, dealing with the things at hand, this is the most common sentence said by her instructor training, the biggest difficulty of special service work is not to fight and kill all day long, but how to live like an ordinary person for decades.

At noon, there was a light rain in the sky of New York, Ding Wenjun walked into the theater with an umbrella with the flow of people, although it was the premiere due to the poor location, the huge theater was still not full, her surroundings were almost empty, and there was no movement until the movie opened.

"What a smart woman." When the increasingly familiar tone came, her heart was no longer agitated, but leaned back a little so that she could hear more clearly.

"Things are not good, you lost a person in the operation in the port area that night, the FBI found his body two days ago, but it has not revealed the news, but it has also made a search posture in the waters in that area, just to lure you to throw yourself into the net, my advice is to cut off all relations with this person and find out the hidden danger."

The words of 'deep sea' shocked Ding Wenjun's heart, 028 sacrificed? She had never seen the other party's true face, only heard a voice on the walkie-talkie, she looked very young, she should not be more than thirty years old, but now was not the time to be sad, because the advice of the 'deep sea' was very important, and she had to send it out as soon as possible.

"He was drowned, and I knew it would be easy for him to stay alive, but I knew in my heart that it would be difficult to keep a secret if it fell into the hands of the FBI. You'd better be mentally prepared, once exposed or unable to escape, no one will come to the rescue, and when the time comes, perhaps the one who tortures you the most will be me. ”

Ding Wenjun's lips trembled slightly, but she didn't say a word, before she really faced the cruelty, what kind of assurance was useless, she didn't even dare to imagine what means the enemy would use to torture herself, maybe only ending her life was the only relief, but a few days later, the word 'sacrifice' was so clearly presented in front of her, and she realized that she was far less strong than she imagined.

"And that's not the worst case, even if it's just a corpse, the FBI can get a lot of things, you can find out where it came from from his face, and once you expand this clue, you'll be one of them, I'm not here to scare you, I just want you to understand your situation."

"Don't worry, it's really that far, I know what to do." Ding Wenjun looked at the delicate tulips on the big screen, and said a word without looking back.

"No, you don't know, what the real danger is." The words that came from behind lifted her heart: "Your new target, he may be in trouble, the CIA seems to have found something, you should probably remind him." ”

"What kind of trouble, is it serious?" Ding Wenjun almost couldn't help but turn around and ask for an understanding, but fortunately, reason reminded her, so she didn't make an out-of-the-ordinary move.

"I haven't found it yet, damn it, I don't know what his identity is, it's worth our lives to protect." The whining behind quickly disappeared, and she felt that the other party should not have left yet.

Soon, her feelings came true, and a familiar voice came again: "The only good news, the incident in the port CIA poked out a basket, and their handle is on the body of a reporter, a reporter from the New York Times named Giessen, maybe you can make a fuss here, you have been staying too long today, I wish you a good mood, go and enjoy this movie." ”

This time the voice disappeared completely, Ding Wenjun didn't even hear the footsteps, but she was sure that the other party had left, her heart was confused, and she wanted to run out immediately to inform her comrades, but she had to be patient to make an appreciative look, whether the story on the screen or the sound entered her mind, all that appeared in front of her were those warnings from the other party.