When going through the security check, Du Le ran into some minor troubles. The airport security personnel seemed to be checking very carefully, and the small bags they carried with them were all poured out. Touched every inch of the bag, as if searching for something. What's even more excessive is that the security personnel also touched Du Le's whole body very carefully.

Under normal circumstances, the airport security check only needs to go through the security gate at most, and the security personnel use a detector to scan the passenger's body, but there is no direct body search.

"Nothing found" In an office in the airport's departure hall, three federal agents were disappointed to get the confirmed message from their headsets.

The three agents looked at each other, all sighing.

"It seems that we are going in the wrong direction."

"Report it to the captain as soon as possible."

"If the person in the hospital hadn't handed over the information to this Chinese, then where did the information go?"

"I still have to find a breakthrough in him, let's withdraw."

"Wasting so much time on this guy in vain! Fake, can't we interrogate him?! ”

"We don't have any proof! And for several days in a row, all-round monitoring, didn't you find any clues! ”

Du Le vaguely felt that he seemed to be being targeted. It's just that the other party didn't make a noise, and Du Le didn't have a seizure.

I don't know if the road is to check a terrorist suspect, whether it will be so strict and careful.

Once on the plane, Du Le left it all behind. Ten hours later, the plane landed at Fuyong International Airport. Carrying a large bag and a small bag, Du Le walked out of the airport exit, and was greeted by a breath of fresh air, which made Du Le take a deep breath.

It's back! Du Le's heart is very happy, as if these days in country M have been very long.

Du Le did not notify Jiang Yun or Liao Bingkun, and there was really no need to notify someone to pick it up. Moreover, Du Le thought about going back to his residence in Fuyong City first, putting down his luggage, and then going to the company.

The airport gate, people come and go, airport buses, and taxi stands are full of people. Back in Fuyong City, Du Le is naturally no stranger, seeing that it takes a long time to wait for a taxi, he simply dragged his luggage, crossed the overpass, and went to the Fuyong subway station.

But before Du Le could walk a few steps, an unexpected situation happened. Two strange men in civilian clothes blocked Du Le's path.

Du Le wanted to avoid it, but he didn't expect the two to reach out and stop him.

"What's the matter?" Du Le looked at the two in front of him unhappily.

The two young men, a little domineering, each took out a certificate, waved it in front of Du Le, and said proudly: "We are from the Intelligence Bureau, and we need your assistance in the investigation of something, so come with us." ”

Du Le was stunned, and his brain almost couldn't turn around. When, what did he do, and he actually hooked up with the intelligence bureau.

Without allowing Du Le to say anything, the two stood on both sides and coerced Du Le into a car parked not far away.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Du Le really couldn't stand this inexplicability.

No one answered, and along the way, the two young men looked too lazy to take care of them, and they didn't have a good face to show Du Le.

Du Le watched as the car drove into the gate of the Fuyong City Branch of the Huaguo Intelligence Bureau.

Du Le guessed again and again, but he could only guess that it was related to Wu Shukun. Otherwise, how could it have anything to do with the Intelligence Bureau. Could it be that Wu Shukun is really a Chinese spy? However, Doole didn't look like it. If Wu Shukun really does things for the country, and Du Le does things for Wu Shukun, it stands to reason that he should not be treated so "coldly".

Entering the intelligence office, Doile was taken to an interrogation room, and his luggage was thrown in the corner.

Then, Du Le was left to dry for nearly an hour. …,