At the upper eastern part of the North American continent, there is a continuous area of freshwater lakes, which is called the 'Great Lakes' in Chinese geography textbooks, and this body of water is also the boundary lake between Canada and the United States. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Milwaukee is located on the shore of Lake Michigan, one of the Great Lakes, as the largest city and lake port in Wisconsin, its population is not large, the urban area is only about 200,000, and the entire jurisdiction is only 2 million, which is not as good as an ordinary city in China.

About ten kilometers away from the center of the city of a lakeshore, all of the North American broad-leaved forest composed of trees, at this time only countless bare branches, the heavy snow at Christmas, so that the whole lake was frozen, deep in the bushes near the lakeside of a small wooden house, the roof still has a lot of snow, but the road to the lake has been dry.

At the end of the trestle was a figure sitting on a canvas stool, wearing a wide-brimmed hat on his head, a down vest, holding a black fishing rod in his hand, and a long line falling into the ice from a small opening, motionless waiting for something.

But what he was waiting for was not the pulling of the fishing line, but the sound of approaching footsteps, and the fishing man raised his head slightly, and from under his hat was an Asian face, and if he only looked at the gray hair under the brim, he would probably think that he was an old man of sixty or seventy years old.

"So, you Chinese people like to sit by the cold water early in the morning, holding a pole in a daze, waiting for the fish that no one eats to take the bait?" A white man walked up to him, a hamburger in his hand, the wind on the lake was biting, and his face was almost sunk into the collar of his coat.

The Asian man ignored his self-righteous sense of humor, and did not even move his head, and the white man seemed to be surprised, munching bread on his own, one high and one low, two figures in a white world, looking from afar, like two drops of ink on a clean piece of paper.

"Tell me, where are you going to move this time?" It took a while for the Asian man to withdraw his eyes from the fishing line, his voice not as old as it seemed, and his English with a distinctly foreign accent, somewhat like an old-fashioned British accent.

"I'm going to have to change your place, and let's think about it, is there any place in the United States that you haven't lived in, Hawaii? It seems like it was there last year for Halloween, Alaska? God, believe me you don't want to go, it's not Guam, it's less than three thousand miles from your hometown, and I really kind of imagine the girls there, beautiful, welcoming, full of exotic atmosphere. ”

"McGee!" The Asian man couldn't help but look up, anger in his eyes, and the white man looked at his expression, smiled and stuffed the last bit of bread into his mouth, clapped his hands and squatted down.

"Don't be like this, so, you have been living here for more than 20 years, and you are still the same, and your thinking is still stuck in China in the eighties and nineties of the last century, how can you do this, you see, for your safety, how much effort the CIA has made, you must know that our funds are approved by Congress, and the bunch of miscellaneous members of the budget committee are staring at us every day, even if we can only send the rookies we have just recruited, but who knows how many people in this free country are looking for your whereabouts."

As the white man said, the Asian man did not adapt to the superficial threat at all, but after more than 20 years, he had long since become accustomed to it, and he stayed for a while before he spoke with difficulty.

"I've told you what I know, haven't you checked it too, is there anything wrong?"

The white man looked at him deeply, then turned his head to look at the white lake in the distance: "Twenty years ago, the best salmon produced here, and its calf was sold for fifty cents a pound, but now, five dollars can't buy it, because the lake is full of outsiders, who have appropriated all the food, and have multiplied unscrupulously, and finally become the masters of this place." ”

"Like, what did you do to the Indians in the seventeenth century?"

The Asian man's words made him stunned, and then he opened his mouth and laughed: "Yes, it's like we killed the Indians, so you don't lack humor, but you don't want to say it from the bottom of your heart." ”

"Twenty years ago, the United States was a paradise in the eyes of your Chinese people, and your country was so poor that it couldn't rank on this earth, and went to the free world, isn't that how we can become friends?" The white man put away his smile: "But who would have thought that now that it has become a global economic hotspot, even those gentlemen on Wall Street will bow their noble heads, like you offer a smile, the Chinese are really a strange species, just like the carp in this lake, full of aggression, no matter what kind of environment can quickly adapt, over time it will replace the original owner, so, why are you an alternative." ”

"Let me remind you again, I was already an American twenty years before you said that." The Asian man's retort seemed to play into his favor.

"I have no denying this, so I think we can at least agree on this today, for your safety and for the sake of the country." The white man spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

The Asian man looked at him silently, his heart was full of doubts, he didn't know what this person had said so much, what his purpose was, no matter what, he thought he should have said it, and there was no way to guess what he didn't know.

"I bring good news, or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Whatever." Although his mouth didn't matter, the change in his eyes betrayed his heart.

"Then let's go bad first, your Huaxia wife, no, in your words, it should be called 'ex-wife', she didn't reveal any valuable information, even if she put a gun to her son's head." The first words of the white man made him open his mouth in surprise, and the figure that had become blurred in his mind appeared in front of him again clearly, and even his breathing became much shorter.

"It's a pity that due to a small technical mistake, she unfortunately died of a bullet, and I have to say, this is a respectable woman, you have a good eye." After the white man finished speaking, he glanced back, and the door of the cabin in the distance was opened, and a woman's figure appeared there, looking towards this end.

"Dead ......" the Asian man muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly darkened: "She only knows everything, if she is gone, I think you can only find a way to find this secret, as far as I know, there should not be many people who can come into contact, but they are all at the top." ”

"How tall, taller than you were back then?" The white man retracted his gaze: "We went to the Americans who worked with her back then, and according to their conclusion: Maybe the research back then was about some unknown element, and what we wanted to know was, what kind of element would make your government make up a plan called 'mending the sky'?" ”

"I don't know, I've never heard of this project, and I don't even know what exactly she was working on back then." The Asian man's voice weakened, and there was no longer the kind of high-pitched voice that choked with the other party.

"I personally believe you, but I can't convince the committee that for your own sake, they need a convincing proof that the money we've spent on you over the years is worth it."

"Didn't I offer something of value back then?"

The white man raised his head, his gaze swept over the lake, and under the sky in the distance, some gray shadows were very eye-catching: "Deep sea? But how can you be sure that it's just a person. ”

"I heard that in the eyes of your Chinese people, the Germans are a precise and strict nation, but in this land, I only see the big fat man who is drunk, communism is really a terrible thing, and the ghost of the red empire has been down for so long."

"How many moles are left in the intelligence bureau, no one knows, as long as even one survives, it will be fatal to you, you have changed your residence countless times over the years, who dares to guarantee that the next time will be safe?"

The white man's words made him tremble unconsciously, and the scenes in those nightmares seemed to be about to happen, and his eyes showed a subtle fear that was not easy to perceive, and everything was taken in by the other party.

"Alright, my friend, don't be afraid, at least today we are safe."

"You have good news, you say?"

"I almost forgot if you didn't ask." The white man took out an envelope from his coat pocket: "In the early hours of this morning, a Gulfstream 650 landed at New York's JFK Airport with only six passengers on it, and I think you'd be interested to know." ”

Taking the envelope handed by the man, he opened the envelope with his gloved hand, there was no stationery inside, only a handful of photos, and the first one on it made him stunned, and the hand holding the photo kept shaking, as if he had epilepsy.

The picture shows a young woman with a distinctly Chinese face, the camera is blurred around her, and the whole picture has only a concerned expression, as clear as if she were standing in front of you.

"Xiaowei." The name, which he hadn't shouted in twenty years, came out of his quivering lips, and the whisper was generally indistinct.