Any country, whether it is a federal system or a republican system, will have a department similar to the Seven Bureaus, such as the famous FBI of the United States, the British MI6, the Mossad of Israel, the KGB of Russia, etc., these institutions are very mysterious. Of course, the people who work in these institutions have made great sacrifices for the security and interests of this country.

In World War II, the Allies landed in Normandy, codenamed "Operation Overlord", and the Allies broke through the German defense line with a devastating and thunderous momentum. You know that the heroic Allied soldiers braved the hail of bullets and rushed forward without hesitation.

But you may not know that during the implementation of the "Overlord operation", there were not only General Patton's hundreds of thousands of papier-mâché tanks and armored vehicles, not only the British General Montgomery's stand-in wandering around Europe, but also the false information sent by 23 unknown agents of the Allied forces at the cost of their lives - "The direction of the Allied attack is Calais"!

More than two dozen trained, the best elites, sacrificed themselves for the sake of the entire battle situation. Just for such a false information, I endured all the torture and torture of the Nazis, just to "make this lie sound more real"

The Seventh Bureau has a long history, if you must enshrine an ancestor in this department, I think it should be enshrined to General Li of the "Three Heroes of Longtan". I can't go into detail here.

And I'm working in this Seventh Bureau, with my social identity as a cover,

Chu Fatzi and I changed into civilian clothes, one after the other out of the seven rounds, out of the iron gate, and came to the back door of the morgue, just when the funeral home's car came here to pick up the body, the room was very quiet, and I was startled when I saw Chu Fatzi and me coming out of it.

Chu Fat Man had the usual smile on his face, and I had a bad complexion, and the people at the funeral home obviously felt very puzzled. Stopped what he was doing and looked at me and Chu Fatzi.

For the safety of the Seventh Bureau's station, Chu Fatzi reacted quickly enough, and immediately turned around, buried his fat face in my shoulder, sobbed a few times, and then cried: "Big nephew, why did you say that your aunt would leave when she left?" What should I do if I stay! ”

I thought to myself, this is also Chu Fatzi, it feels like a young woman who has just been widowed, crying like a complaint, and if she doesn't know the truth of the matter, she may really shed tears.

I endured the amusement, but I couldn't show it, cleared my throat, patted the fat man Chu's back, and persuaded: "Okay, Uncle Li, don't feel bad, this person can't be resurrected after death, even if my aunt is sorry for you before, you have to treat my cousin well, whether it is your son or not, you also see my aunt's face?" ”

Chu Fat glared at me viciously, punched me in the back, and hit me very hard, but he still howled and cried.

I pretended to persuade: "Okay, okay, let's go," I patted Chu Fat on the back and helped him out of the morgue. After leaving the morgue, the fat man Chu immediately put away his pitiful face, and his face was full of fierceness: he smashed my shoulder with a hard punch, and said: "Little night owl, you don't have any virtue on your mother's mouth, be careful that Lao Tzu beats you." ”

I didn't bother with him, urging him to go quickly.

We turned a few streets and approached a restaurant called "Zhao Wuda Restaurant", and before we walked in, we smelled the aroma of roast lamb shank, and my gluttony came out.

We found a secluded seat and sat down, not inconspicuous, I didn't say a word, urging Chu Fatzi to order.

Under the painful expression of the fat man, we ordered a whole roast leg of mutton, asked for various seasonings and dipping sauces, and began to sweep the clouds.

Chu Fat Man also ate a greasy mouth, eating and eating, Chu Fat Man opened his mouth: "Night owl, how much do you know about the Seven Rounds?" ”

I used a knife to cut the meat on the leg of mutton, and while cutting, I said casually: "Chu Fatty, you are crazy, can this place mention family affairs?" ”

Chu Fatzi sneered: "Are you still tender, Lao Tzu reminded you?" As he spoke, he wiped his mouth with his hand, "Tell you, this is the most basic ability of the secret service, called security risk assessment, and within 5 minutes after entering the store, Lao Tzu assessed this place." It's safe here."

I sighed, looked at Chu Fatzi seriously, and said extremely seriously: "To be honest, I really don't know anything about the Seventh Bureau, I don't know what I'm doing now, for what, I just know that doing things according to the orders from above is even if it is defending the motherland." ”

Chu Fatzi seemed to be very worried: "The situation in the seventh bureau is very bad, I know that there must be a problem in that link, but after so many years of secret investigation, I don't know what the problem is, there must be a ghost among us!" ”

I was thinking about Chu Fatzi's words, but in fact, I really didn't know that much about the deeper things of the seventh game. In the old me, I actually didn't want to understand. I think that has something to do with me. Except for the vague feeling that my dad may have died in a mission in the seventh game. And it's a strange death. I saw that the fat man was waiting for my reaction, so I casually said, "How can you be so sure?" Is there any evidence? ”

"If I had fucking evidence, I would have settled this matter a long time ago, and I still need your scrap wood? Hehe, don't you think it's weird? With the strength of our seven bureaus, the senior spies who come to our country to steal intelligence can be dealt with by us, and we have not been able to touch him with this K of spades. ”

"Maybe your men are too hot."

He threw away the lamb bones, wiped his hands with a napkin, threw them aside in a ball, and reached into his briefcase to take out a brown paper bag. Hand it to me.

I also wiped my hands and took it, and it felt quite heavy. It's the kind of old-fashioned archival bag, and the kraft paper of the bag is thick and strong. The document was also stamped with the word "top secret", and the fat man motioned for me to tear open the seal, and I saw that the level of secrecy in this document bag was very high, so I was very hesitant.

The fat man was very impatient, and urged: "There are no bombs in the fuck, can I blow you up if I open it?" Don't ink. I didn't hesitate any longer, tore open the seal, and took out the documents inside.

The first document is a photo, which is the photo of the King of Spades presented by the fat man on the slide just now at the meeting, which is exactly the same, and then there is some personal information about the King of Spades. Including height, age, nationality, and resume. I'm just flipping through it, and it's all normal.

Flipping through the pages, when I turned to the fourth page, I hummed, suspecting that I had seen it wrong, rubbed my eyes, looked carefully, and then looked at Chu Fatzi, with a look of disbelief.

"No, is it true? Chu Fatty, where did you get this document? ”

"Bureau Liu, a special A-level license, was transferred from the General Bureau, and when I first saw it, I couldn't believe it."

"Damn, he used to be a person from the seventh game!"

The fat man nodded quietly and motioned for me to continue looking.

Damn, if that's really the case, this traitor is really a time bomb for the seventh bureau, as a secret service officer of the seventh bureau. The information in his hand is definitely coveted by foreign countries. Coupled with the understanding of the work process of the Seventh Bureau and the methods of various agents, if there is another inner ghost to give him a little wind, it will naturally be easy to slip away under our noses.

Chu Fatzi smiled, snatched the paper bag in my hand, and said, "You don't need to look at the rest of the case, it's all this kid's case," he said, and put the file bag into a plastic evidence bag, pulled the seal, and pinched a blue water bladder inside, and the font on the file bag immediately disappeared without a trace......