After losing the trace of the spy at the border, he was never heard from again. He disappeared like air, and after he had killed so many people, he became one with the grassland, drifting away like a gust of wind.

But the NSA did not give up on finding the spy because of this, and what he stole was so important that even if the NSA had a backup, the information could not be leaked.

Nighthawk still didn't know what he had lost, but looking at Director Niu's anxious appearance, he knew that it must be something that could not be lost.

Agents across the globe have received new orders to find the Spy and prevent him from betraying it to a country that might be betrayed, because the Spy's master has abandoned him and is ready to kill him. In this case, the spy can only sell the intelligence to others in exchange for the value of survival.

Every country can buy that very valuable piece of information, but the countries that can really afford to pay the spies can be counted on two hands. Therefore, the agents of the National Security Agency marked some key countries with red stars, and a large number of spies flocked to those countries marked with red stars, closely monitoring their every move.

Until this moment, Nighthawk knew that the NSA was so powerful, and there were many agents all over the world, even if it was the CIA in the United States.

Nighthawk and his team returned to the temporary headquarters in the capital, and although it was determined that the spy was no longer in the country, all the guards were still on standby, as if the spy would return.

Nighthawk felt like he was getting a lot older lately, and he was so angry that he was chasing after someone else's ass all day long, getting nothing and getting nothing, and he felt more and more that the spy was a little mysterious.

Director Niu's phone calls continued five times a day, asking him if he had any news about the spy. Nighthawk's head was about to explode, and he spent almost all of his time in the office every day, and he didn't even bother to answer Zhou Zhou's phone.

The days flew by, but there was no news about the spy. All the investment was like a stone in the sea, and the spy disappeared as if it had never appeared.

A month has passed, and the temporary base is still in a tense and busy situation. Nighthawk buried his head in the pile of texts, and he couldn't even open his eyelids. He was so busy this month that he didn't even have time to go to the bathroom.

There was a noise outside the house, and in the makeshift base, it was noisy almost every day. It was a regular daily drill for the troops guarding here. But this time it was different, the noise was mixed with the sound of car brakes, and many people were walking into the distance.

Nighthawk raised his head, the sunlight outside the house shone on his face, and for a moment he was in a trance, like the light of heaven refracted in the world, although it was very beautiful, but people would never dare to look up.

He rubbed his eyes, got up and walked outside, trying to see what was going on.

As soon as he reached the door, a figure blocked the sunlight from outside. The tall figure carried the sun on its back, and a faint smell of cologne wafted in, and Nighthawk instantly felt like sneezing.

"Hello my friend, it's been a long time, and you're still so energetic." The figure with the sun on his back stretched out his big thick hand towards the nighthawk, and his words were extremely cordial.

Nighthawk froze for a moment, and then saw the figure in the sunlight. With a friendly smile on his face, and a pair of eyes under his pale red hair, he was Sergei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"How could it be you?" Nighthawk is really very different now, Sergei, the head of the E Ross National Intelligence Agency, will actually come to him.

They hadn't seen each other since the Goryeo War. The agreement between the two anti-dumpers has also reached a consensus at the top of the country, and as an agent, they may never see each other again for the rest of their lives. But in the makeshift secret base, he met the high-ranking agent of Eross again.

"Don't you want to invite me in and sit down?" Sergei dodged into the room, followed by two tall black-clad agents, accompanied by Yaksha and Thorn. They stood outside the door with great interest, and everyone knew that Nighthawk and Sergei had met and talked about things that were not for them to inquire about.

"Of course, old friend, you're welcome, just sit down." Nighthawk reacted from shock and pointed to the only non-messy couch in the room.

In the past month, he has almost regarded this office as his home, where he eats and lives, and his lunch box is thrown around, and it will take two days for someone to clean up the garbage in his room. So the whole office was very messy at the moment, and only the sofa was still neat, which was where Nighthawk occasionally slept when he was tired.

Sergei sat down, and Nighthawk moved a bench and sat across from him. Two friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, maybe rivals, look at each other's eyes and smile slightly.

"I'm here to mean Director Niu, and our senior management has also informed your senior management, so don't be surprised, I'm here just to work together again." Sergei didn't wait for Nighthawk to ask, and then told the purpose of his visit.

"Cooperation?" Nighthawk narrowed his eyes and looked at Sergei carefully, trying to find some flaws in his subtle facial expressions: "What can we work with?" I'm sorry, but I don't know yet. ”

Sergei mysteriously looked at the piles of materials on Nighthawk's desk, and said with a smile: "Mr. Nighthawk is still like this, always guarding against friends." You've been waiting for news for so long, aren't you just trying to find the spy who stole your intelligence? ”

Sergei told the secret that Nighthawk always protects, Nighthawk was not very surprised, after all, the other party had just come from Director Niu, and since Director Niu asked this foreign counterpart to come to him, he must also have his intentions.

"Yes, I'm looking for a spy. But this is our business, I wonder why your government is suddenly so enthusiastic and wants to help us? Nighthawk was still smiling, but he had already thought about it in his mind.

If he hadn't talked to Master Wen, he would have known the identity of the spy who stole the NSA's intelligence. At this moment, when he heard that Sergei was willing to help, he would definitely hug each other happily. Because E Ross is decades ahead of China in intelligence work, their intelligence personnel are even more professional than the CIA.

With the help of the Eross, it was only a matter of time before the spy was caught. Stolen information will also be very safe, because the Eross people have never left any sequelae in their work.

It's a pity that Nighthawk already knows that the spy who stole the information was itself cultivated by the E-Ross people, and the E-Ross people wanted to kill people after stealing the information and completely cut off the clues. Unfortunately, the spy's escape frustrated their plans, and even the agents who were tracking down the spy were killed.

Nighthawk sneered in his heart, it must be because of the time and space of that spy, so the high-ranking people of E Ross couldn't sit still, so Sergei came. In the name of helping the Huaxia people find the spy, in fact, they joined forces to speed up the search, and finally solved the spy in secret.

The Erosians know how important what they have stolen to Huaxia, and if that out-of-control spy falls into the hands of Huaxia, he will tell everything and everything. Then the relationship between Huaxia and E Ross will be overshadowed, in the current world pattern, the E Ross people will definitely not choose that, even if they don't want that intelligence, they have to kill the out-of-control spies.

looked at Sergei's polite appearance in front of him, and Director Niu sent this pretending guy to himself, probably because he wanted to make a mistake. Since the Erosians thought that the Huaxia people were fools and didn't know anything, they took advantage of the arrogant psychology of the Eross people for so long, borrowed their powerful spy network, and quickly found the out-of-control spy.

Sergei smiled and said very easily: "We are friendly neighbors, and you have lost important confidential documents, just as we have lost. If your secrets fall into the hands of the Chinese people, they may pose the same threat to us. The United States is our common enemy. ”

Looking at what Sergei said seriously, Nighthawk really wanted to laugh in his heart. In fact, the E Ross people are not much better, if it weren't for the threat of the rice country, then Huaxia might be the biggest enemy of E Ross.

In the inner world of the Ross people, there is always a desire to expand their territory and become the overlord of the world. They are only temporarily subservient to the people, and one day they will have to find a way to rise.

Nighthawk pushed the boat along the water, pretending to be very excited and holding Sergei's hand: "Thank you so much, with the help of Eross, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." It's just that some things ........."

Seeing that Nighthawk was about to speak and stopped, Sergei immediately waved his hand and smiled: "Don't worry, as an agent, I know the rules." I'm only responsible for helping you find the spy and the intelligence, and I'll let you know as soon as I have any news, and I'll never ask about the secrets hidden in that information. ”

Nighthawk nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then let's share resources and find that spy together." ”

Sergei said confidently: "The intelligence organization of E Ross has been rotating since World War II, and so far it has formed a powerful network around the world. As long as you're willing to share resources with us, we'll be able to find that spy even if he's turned into a fly. Nighthawk sneered in his heart, you are indeed too powerful, isn't this spy you cultivated? If it weren't for a know-it-all like Master Wen, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark by the Eross people for the rest of my life.

Sergei eventually shook hands with Nighthawk, who arranged for Sergei and his men to live in a makeshift base. Ross** large and small equipment was moved in, as if a headquarters had been set up here.

Leaving Sergei, the military assassin said disdainfully: "They are weasels giving New Year's greetings to chickens, and they are not happy and kind." "Don't worry, don't worry, since they're willing to help us. So, don't let down someone's kindness. Nighthawk smiled contemptuously.