In the middle of the night, somewhere in New Delhi

The waning moon hangs in the sky and illuminates the dark earth, wanting to send a trace of warmth to the world.

In a dilapidated alley, a staggering figure ran out of it, and the sparkling lights could see that the man was wearing a casual suit, looking very nervous, and looked back from time to time, as if something terrifying was chasing him behind him.

"Eagle's Nest, Eagle's Nest, I'm a Falcon, I'm a Falcon, hear please reply, hear please reply!"

The man hid in a hidden corner and whispered into the headset in Chinese, but no sound came from it except for the "rustle" of electricity.

Once again, the moonlight poked out of his head from behind the dark clouds, and a glimmer of light reflected the man's face.

A standard Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, at this time, the whole person's face was full of nervous looks, holding a mobile phone in his hand and constantly dialing out numbers one by one, and fine sweat slowly flowed out on his face.

"Hello? Damn, you're not from the Eagle's Nest! Damn it! The man seemed to have made a phone call, but as soon as he said a word, he noticed that something was wrong and immediately hung up the phone, got up and hurriedly left the hiding place again, and disappeared into the dark night.

British MI6, Office.

A woman in a professional suit sat in the office, holding a black cat in her arms, and looked at the person in front of her with a seemingly nonexistent smile on her face: "How is it?" Did the rat catch it? ”

"Ma'am, the rat hole has been found, but there may be a rat on the run, and we are pursuing it with all our might!"

"Don't let the rats run away, have you found any lost information?"

"The rat's nest has been rummaged through, and only a copy of the document has been found, the original document has not been found, it should be on the fugitive rat!"

The old woman nodded, the smile on her face seemed to become hideous, and slowly stroked the cat in her hand: "If this mouse runs away, you won't come to see me, and I will notify you to review the internal in the near future, I suspect that we also have moths in the inside, otherwise the mouse would not have been able to get those documents!" ”

"Yes!"

The old woman got up gently, opened the cat in her arms and walked out of the office, leaving only a crisp sound of high heels "da, da, da".

The man in a cold sweat slowly stood up from his chair and picked up the phone on the desk: "Call 007 back, there is an important task!" ”

"Yes, Deputy Director!"

The next day, early morning, New Delhi, India, hotel.

Lin Qing woke up from the boat and stretched his waist for a long time.

He didn't sleep particularly comfortably last night, and anyone who slept under the supervision of others would feel uncomfortable, especially if they didn't know whether the person monitoring him was friend or foe.

Got up and took out the glasses in the space and brought them with him, Lin Qing looked at a few monitors curiously, the monitoring was still running, it is estimated that someone stared at him sleeping all night, Lin Qing got up and walked to the living room with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The bomb placed at the door of the living room last night did not explode, which made Lin Qing very disappointed, and he was ready to give a big gift to someone with ulterior motives, it seemed that the other party was just spying on him, and he did not plan to take his life.

Carefully put away the two broadsword mines at the door, Lin Qing opened the suitcase, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes, he had just checked it, and there was no monitoring in the bathroom.

The suitcase was exactly the same as the one he had organized before, and Lin Qing couldn't tell where it had been moved, but when he took out his underwear from the bottom, a metallic thing made him only feel cold in his hands.

Holding the metal object in his hand quietly, Lin Qing slowly prepared his clothes with a still expression, and walked into the bathroom slowly.

In the next room, Tom looked at the monitor, his eyes were red, as if he hadn't slept all night, and there were a few pieces of toilet paper in the paper basket next to him, and he didn't know what he did.

"Damn Truss, don't you have surveillance in the bathroom?" Tom saw Lin Qing disappear into the monitoring range, and the whole person jumped up directly from the chair, like an erupting volcano, and the whole person was very angry.

Truss slowly got up from the sofa, stretched, and yawned: "Morning, Tom, did you have any gains, by the way, what did you just shout?" ”

"I asked you why you didn't put a monitoring device in the subject's bathroom, and now that the target is in the bathroom, I can't see what he's doing now!" Tom held back the anger in his heart and stared at Truss, feeling that he couldn't bear this fool anymore.

"Oh, he's a man, are you going to peek at him going to the toilet and squatting on the toilet? Neurotic, besides, let's give people a little privacy, we're agents and not voyeurs! ”

As Truss walked into the bathroom, she slowly explained to Tom, who felt speechless for a moment.

"We're agents, and we're going to know the target's every move, even if he's jerking off in the bathroom, it's going to be done under our watchful eye, what if he's in the bathroom and contacting someone? You damn bastard! ”

Truss shrugged: "That's you, you perverted voyeur, don't think I don't know, you secretly shot a few pistols last night while I was asleep!" After saying that, he looked at Tom with a particularly disdainful look.

"I, that's, that'・・・・・・"

Tom wanted to explain something, but in the end he was silent, did he tell that damn bastard, he stayed up all night and roughly browsed all the things on the bastard's hard drive, except for the damn ******** movies, there was nothing useful at all, and after watching a small movie for most of the night, a little need should be normal!

Inside the bathroom.

Lin Qing threw his clothes on the counter, frowned and opened his hands, and a gold medal appeared in his hand.

"CIA" Lin Qing carefully marked this medal, with three big English letters FBI written on the front, and a small English letter below, SpecialorderoftheFederalBureauofinvestigation translated into Chinese is a special medal, and the back of the gold medal is also engraved with a dialogue, ThismedalisawardedtopayoutstandingcontributionstothesecurityoftheUnitedStatesNicholas,Atlas,July 1,2002, Chinese means this medal was awarded to Nicholas, Truss, for his outstanding contributions to American security, July 1, 2002.

"Could it be that this thing was abandoned by Nicholas, Truss's agent? Why is it in my suitcase? Is it the FBI's surveillance? But if it's an ace, why would you drop this thing in your suitcase? ”

Lin Qing frowned and thought, it shouldn't be abandoned by Nicholas Strass, if this medal is real, if you can get this kind of gold medal, you should be an FBI ace agent, it shouldn't be possible to make such a big mistake to lose the medal, and it was lost in the target's suitcase, this can only be made by Bean, right?

Things are getting more and more complicated, and Lin Qing's brows are getting deeper and deeper: Could it be that the people who monitor me, they want to frame the US FBI? And who are the people who monitor themselves? MI6? Klober? National security? General Staff Division II?

"Wait, no, no, it seems like one of the two white men who fought at the door yesterday was named Tom, and the other was named something? What is it called? ”

Holding his head, Lin Qing began to think carefully, and the gold medal in his hand kept flipping, by the way, it was called Truss!

Lin Qing finally remembered the names of the two white men who fought at his door yesterday, and the doubts in his heart began to slowly unravel.