On a night in Beijing in the spring of 1983, my father Huang Weiguo was in my grandfather Huang Kexing's office looking at every item left by my grandfather Huang Kexing, looking through any piece of paper left by my grandfather Huang Buxing, trying to find even a little clue, hoping to find a little point of direction for finding the "backup system", but my father Huang Weiguo was desperate, no, nothing. As a telecommunications expert, my father was good at using the simplest methods to deduce the most complex things, and also used the most complex calculations to cover the simplest things, the essence of intelligence is to hide and disguise, and the essence of discovering intelligence is to open the concealment and disguise. Therefore, to keep a secret is to find the best way in the world to seal the secret, and to open the secret is to find the best way in the world to find the secret, which is the greatest contest of human wisdom. There are secrets behind secrets, there are secrets behind secrets and secrets, and when you think you have opened a secret and found the truth, maybe the truth is a trap and conspiracy set for you. In my father's world, everything in the world could be transformed into concrete symbols, in other words, any symbol in the world would have a concrete point. My grandfather Huang Buxing's office was turned into a grocery store in my father's hands, the walls were plastered with scraps of paper left by my father, the table was full of things used by my grandfather Huang Buxing, and the floor was full of books left by my grandfather. Looking at everything in this room, my father did his best to catch even the slightest bit of information about my grandfather Huang Buxing in the air. My father knows that all this is in vain, because, for people like my grandfather, all the information that can be seen and obtained is meaningless, and it is meaningless for you to conduct in-depth analysis, deconstruction, splicing, dispersal, and restoration of him, and when he keeps a secret, the first thing he thinks of is that there are ninety-nine possibilities to be discovered. So, if my grandfather didn't want the secret of the "backup system" to be discovered, then all the efforts would not bear fruit. My father still had a little patience because he knew that my grandfather would leave some kind of revelation, that he was keeping a secret for the state and not for the individual, and that his mission was to keep this secret alive and not to be taken away by himself. The "backup system" is known only to him, in order to completely ensure the isolation, independence and closure of the "backup system", so his existence is the existence of loyalty, that is, the existence of the organization's trust. So, my father deduced that there was an uncertainty about my grandfather's death, either he was still alive for this mission, or he would definitely leave the key to open this secret, or there was no secret at all, but the organization believed that there was a "backup system", so there were two possibilities, one is that my grandfather is still alive, and the other is that my grandfather will definitely leave the key to open this secret. The problem was that my father didn't find anything, but the crisis was amplifying further. There is a phrase in my grandfather's written records many times, that is, "a dam without water in aridity", and my grandfather has expressed this "dam without water in many languages", what exactly does my grandfather want to express? My father read this sentence over and over again, as if he had discovered something, and as if he had found nothing. He didn't know that the crisis was spreading.

Bai Qiulu returned home, feeling despair enveloping herself, she really had a dead heart, Bai Qiulu was not the kind of ordinary woman who could be destroyed by the accidents of life at will, but Bai Qiulu still felt her own collapse, for a Bai Qiulu who had experienced accidents and despair, men and daughters were her fatal death holes. It can be said that she never cares about herself, but she especially cares about this man and daughter she loves deeply, in other words, even if this man and daughter are enemies, it can't change her love for them. But these two people could really become her enemies. This seemed to Bai Qiulu to be completely impossible, but it happened in her life.

Bai Qiulu walked back and forth in the living room, she had always been calm and had lost control of her emotions, what should I do? What to do? Bai Qiulu lost her claim for the first time, she didn't know how to control the next situation, how many times she had lived and died, she didn't have such fear, this time she was really afraid, but she had to control the situation, private feelings are important, but under the premise of national interests, what is the importance of private feelings? The worst outcome is the death of two people, but the death of either of these two people is something she cannot bear, but compared with the interests of the state, the death of an individual is only a private affair. Regardless of the motive and purpose of the disappearance of Wangxi, it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is that the damage caused by him is spreading.

After sorting out the weight clearly, Bai Qiulu's mood was a little calmer, sitting on the sofa, she took a group photo of their family of three, looking at the two family members whose life and death were unknown, tears flowed, at this time, Bai Qiulu especially wanted to cry and want to vent.

Bai Qiulu took the blue and white porcelain Fenjiu she took from Tang Weidong, went out, and drove her Beijing jeep to the suburbs, the jeep was running wildly on the highway, as fast as if it was about to fly into the sky, Bai Qiulu stopped the car in Xiangshan with a sharp brake. Facing the deep night of Beijing, Bai Qiulu shouted to the sky, saying: Why is this happening? Why is this happening?

Bai Qiulu opened the wine bottle, drank half a bottle of wine, Bai Qiulu returned to the seat of the jeep, put her legs high on the steering wheel, and said to herself while drinking: Why is this happening? Why is this happening?

Bai Qiulu took out her mobile phone and flipped out the last message of Wangxi and her daughter, and suddenly felt that these two people in her life seemed to not exist in this world at all, so she wrote the same message in the message of the two people, saying: I miss you, no matter what happens, no matter where you are, I want to hear your voice.

Bai Qiulu fell asleep peacefully under the hypnosis of the spirits, and she hoped that she would never wake up from this sleep, so everything that happened in the world had nothing to do with her.

Life is like this, sometimes it's very easy to end, and sometimes it's really hard to die.

Bai Qiulu had already discovered that there was a car behind him, and Bai Qiulu knew that it was the person of the organization, and his actions had been monitored.

The person who followed reported Bai Qiulu's situation to Tang Weidong, and Tang Weidong said: In short, her safety must be guaranteed, the family has disappeared and two people have disappeared, and there can be no more accidents.

Bai Qiulu woke up in the early morning and drove home to the sound of birds.

I took a hot shower, changed into a military uniform, and applied a little thin powder, looked very energetic, went out, and drove straight to the Central Investigation Department.

Among the soldiers who come and go in the Central Investigation Department, Bai Qiulu, who is in her forties, is still so young, glamorous but not demonic, and has the same head-turning rate as when she was young. The Central Investigation Department is a vast system that reaches every corner of the globe and is present anywhere on the planet whenever the country needs it. There are many generals like Bai Qiulu in the system of the Central Investigation Department, generals who stand up in the accumulation of medals, they do not command thousands of troops, but they all rely on their own wisdom and hard work, and generals who have come out of death again and again, so generals like Bai Qiulu seem to be a false position, but they are the highest glory given to them by the state. Ji Sen, the director of the Operations Bureau, is a real officer, but Ji Sen's subordinates have many generals like Bai Qiulu. It is said that they do not command thousands of troops, and many times they are only the leaders of an action group, but when it comes to carrying out the will of the country, they are thousands of troops.

Bai Qiulu met Ji Sen in the corridor, and Ji Sen said: Are you okay?

Bai Qiulu pretended to be relaxed and said: What if it's not good?

Ji Sen said to the secretary beside him: Send my wild honey to General Bai to reduce the fire and nourish his face.

Bai Qiulu said: Thank you.

Bai Qiulu entered her office, and the secretary had already brewed her favorite rose tea.

Bai Qiulu had a headache when she saw a pile of documents waiting to be reviewed on the table, but there was no way, at this level, reviewing these documents was a necessary job every day, even in the base, if she was in the base, these documents would also be delivered to the base on time. The appointed time had passed, and before Ye Feiyang arrived, Bai Qiulu's heart became irritable.

At this time, Ye Feiyang walked in, and Bai Qiulu said with a bad face: What time is it, are you a man? Is there a little bit of a sense of time? You know, you're a military man now.

Ye Feiyang said calmly: Aren't you just a few minutes late? As for making such a big fire, what's wrong with the soldiers, the soldiers will also get sick, last night I had diarrhea and couldn't walk, and my appearance here now is completely dependent on the perseverance of a revolutionary.

Bai Qiulu said: Okay, okay, as for being so squeamish? Bai Qiulu handed a photo to Ye Feiyang and said: You go and remove the person in the photo.

Ye Feiyang took the photo and said: No, no, I definitely can't do it, I'm afraid of seeing blood. Who is the person in this photo, and why is the removal order being enforced?

Bai Qiulu said: Your authority is execution, you don't have the authority to know who he is? I said he's my man, do you believe it?

Ye Feiyang said: What are you kidding, how can there be such a thing?

Bai Qiulu said: What is impossible in this world? Go ahead, tomorrow's plane, there will be someone over there to cooperate with you.

Ye Feiyang said: What if I can't complete the task?

Bai Qiulu said: Then you don't have to come back.

Ye Feiyang said: Then I will definitely not be able to come back.

Bai Qiulu suddenly became angry and said: You must come back, unless you die.

Ye Feiyang said: What kind of anger are you? But I still want to know who this person is?

Bai Qiulu said: My man, is it enough?