When An Nianrong walked into Song Fei's operation center, he and his subordinates gathered here, nervously using telephones and computers to process the massive amount of information transmitted by the seventeen sub-bureaus under the entire Chinese Ministry of Security at any time, although there were a large number of intelligence analysts who carried out technical analysis of all the intelligence, and then marked it as a priority and summarized it into Song Fei's hands in a categorical manner, so as to ensure that he could handle the most urgent information at any time, but even so, the amount of information to be processed was still amazing.

Seeing An Nianrong walk in, Song Fei looked at her with bloodshot eyes from above her glasses.

"You look like a panda, why don't you take a break?"

An Nianrong sat across from him. "Who can sleep soundly in such a situation?"

Song Fei shook his head again and again. "How can they let you handle this kind of thing? Dealing with ** has been completely transferred to the anti-terrorist department, and the arrest of ** elements is no longer the scope of our task. ”

"Simply because we overlap with the military's counter-terrorism unit. In addition, Amat is already on the plane to Beijing, and with this person, we can know who is involved in this project in the US Congress. We get what we want, and we can also provide intelligence to support the military, killing two birds with one stone. ”

An Nianrong was calm, and while answering, she looked inside the action center, there were many people here that she could name.

Song Fei stopped what he was doing and looked at An Nianrong vigilantly.

"As far as I know, there are no field agents from the Ministry of Security in that direction, so how did you catch Amat?"

An Nianrong smiled and hugged her arms to her chest. "If I tell you how I caught Amat, you'll have to tell me all of your secret agents overseas."

Song Fei looked at him with disgust. "You little girl, you are still bargaining with me, believe it or not, I will call your Lao Tzu right now and ask him to fly over from Beijing and spank your ass?"

An Nianrong shrugged her nose. "And what good do you have for me?"

Song Fei didn't look at her, but kept snorting from his nose. "Such a big person still has to be coquettish. My treasures are almost looted by you, and your Aunt Song has forbidden me to trade with you again, unless you come to be my daughter-in-law. ”

An Nianrong laughed and walked to the chair next to him and sat down. "I don't call Xiaopeng, you all know that."

Song Fei tapped lightly on her head with the pen in his hand. "I don't have to swap with you. Although I can't be sure, I know how you did it, and it's no secret that An Jiaqing has a good relationship with the military, and he must have abused his power again. ”

An Nianrong stuck out her tongue and took out a special Chinese cigarette from the cigarette case on Song Fei's table that could maintain a certain humidity, and the smell of perfume on her body made Song Fei frown. But it's not a hate, An Nianrong's perfume has always been so attractive, but this makes Song Fei feel sorry for her unwillingness to be her daughter-in-law.

An Nianrong always makes herself dazzling, and she is the center of men's attention no matter where she is. Although she lives a luxurious life that is not like words in the eyes of people like Song Fei, her taste and elegance have never aroused the disgust of others, on the contrary, this luxury and her beauty complement each other, giving An Nianrong a convincing grace and bearing.

"Now I don't need Comrade An Jiaqing to escort me, he can't be busy with his own affairs."

Song Fei still looked at her from the top of his glasses. "Why do you still call your father that?"

An Nianrong blinked innocently. "Our father and daughter have a good relationship."

Song Fei stared at her for a full ten seconds before he lit An Nianrong with his golden lighter.

"I know you have a small team of your own, and I know what you're doing it for. I want to remind you that there have been departments like yours in the past, but they didn't end well, so my advice is that now I'll take care of the affairs in Hong Kong, and I'll hand over to you the people Buck Willis wants to meet. ”

An Nianrong took a long puff of her cigarette.

She smoked very elegantly, and all eyes in the office were fixed on her.

Gently exhaling a smoke ring, An Nianrong pressed the cigarette out in the ashtray. Only one puff per cigarette is her habit.

"I have the right to receive the current goal, and now it is not that I am asking for your help, but that you must do what I instruct. I know that I am using all the resources of the Ministry of Security, and that I am hurting some national interests in doing so, but you should also know that the losses are insignificant compared to my current mission. Uncle Song, you know why all this is. ”

Song Fei looked at An Nianrong with some surprise.

He knows An Nianrong better than most people, and knows that she is smart, competitive, and has a kind of strength that does not admit defeat in anything, but he has not discovered that An Nianrong still has a kind of courage that is rare in men.

Song Fei lit a cigarette himself, and spoke very slowly.

"Young man, I know that you are eager to do something great, but you have not thought about the consequences of not being able to do something. How many brilliant young people have collapsed after a loss and never been able to turn back? I can't even count them. You can command my men, but not now, because you don't have the ability to take the consequences, so I'll do the work, and you can monitor the whole process. ”

Song Fei's words made An Nianrong feel warm. Song Fei doesn't need more achievements, but An Nianrong is indeed as Song Fei said, she can't afford failure, and her background doesn't allow her to have such a failure. Song Fei is for her good.

An Nianrong unfolded a cute smile that had not been seen on her face for a long time, and naughtily touched Song Fei's already bowed head.

"Uncle Song is good."

She had to compromise on this issue, as her rank was not high enough to mobilize a large number of field agents. At this time, she remembered what Zhong Qianmo had said to her, and remembered Luo Meng's tired but determined eyes. If she had such a team, she would have been able to evade anyone's surveillance, including the "oracle" hidden in the dark, instead of using one executive order after another to seek a breakthrough in her work.

Buck Willis has been wandering around the city of Hong Kong all morning. He seemed to have nothing to do, bought some groceries at the supermarket, had lunch at a familiar restaurant, and now sat on a bench on the side of the street.

The problem with Buck is that his training is hardly useful here. First of all, with his professional vigilance and experience, he knew that someone was following, but the featureless oriental faces made it difficult for him to distinguish the stalker in the crowd; Second, there is intelligence that in order to better adapt to the local situation, agents of China's Ministry of State Security and the puppy team of Hong Kong's Political Department, commonly known as the G4, are trained together, so they are also good at tracking in downtown areas like Hong Kong. The Puppy Team was founded in the 50s by the Criminal Intelligence Bureau of the Hong Kong Police Force and is known for its ability to conduct investigations by stalking and eavesdropping. The plainclothes criminal investigators who work on this type of investigation are called "puppy squads", in the sense that dogs use their keen sense of smell to track their prey. This is where today's media reporters are called "paparazzi" originate.

The Department of State Security has a more complex workflow, so Buck isn't sure if he'll be able to get away with it. If Robert's assignment was so important, he could only hope that the other party was not a novice.