It was probably a quiet day. When the members of the Jinyang Eagle Eye Organization returned from resurrection, they saw the same colors in the sky, and they all felt that everything last night was like a dream.

But when they opened the panel, they were struck by the striking and dazzling red values, and everything that happened last night was not a dream. They failed, and after a lot of research and planning, the mission ultimately failed, and the target to be assassinated was still alive, but it was the shadows who lurked in the darkness who died. It's a shame! It is simply unforgivable that they, as agents of the Federal Military Intelligence Service, should fail in a small game.

At this moment, even the resurrection and the sight of the sky as beautiful and vast as usual could not calm their hearts. Even more can't, wash away the shame that has been poured on the body and split the head and cover the face. These things are a shocking stain on their military career.

Since it's a mission, and after a mission fails, you have to hide it anyway. This is a conscious act that has been ingrained in the bones of being an agent, so when they are resurrected and take to the streets, they either greet their acquaintances and neighbors on the street with a warm smile on their faces, or stop and look at the goods on the stalls with a calm face, or rush to work. Even if there was a flame burning in their hearts, they didn't show the slightest on their faces, and their actions were no different from what they usually presented in front of everyone.

In this way, it is on the long street to meet the members of the upper and lower levels who know each other, and there will not be an extra glance between people who should not be in contact, and they will pass by like strangers. No matter how fast you are in charge of arresting for many years, you can't see the connection between these people, and even if you look at them, you will ignore them.

That's it, these grassroots personnel in the Eagle Eye organization slowly infiltrated every state and every city in Dahan in this way. They live in disguises that no one else can distinguish, and they collect all the useful information. and, if necessary, stick out the fangs and slowly stab them into the target's neck, killing them.

This is the way of spies, spies, and inmates. Many former MI personnel, or current staff, continue to do their job in the game, even if it's a pastime only when they have free time.

But they enjoy this life very much, in fact, they enjoy it even more to stab a knife at a person who trusts you so much and exposes his back to you without reservation. Looking at that expression of despair and disbelief, for them, it is a reward and a success of the mission, which is really good.

"Tangerine leatherman, are you going home? Why haven't I seen you for half a day? ”

The tangerine tanner, as always, walked in the direction of home, and was caught off guard, when a familiar neighbor next to him greeted him. He had to suppress his eagerness to go back to his little mansion to clean up some unnecessary traces, stopped, and pretended to talk to the neighbor as if nothing had happened.

"That's right. Isn't this early in the morning when the housekeeper of Zhang Yuanwai's house in Nancheng came to call? Said that there was a piece of good leather, and asked me to go over and palm my eyes and deal with it. No, I haven't eaten breakfast yet. The tannery rubbed his hands together and complained.

"I don't give a mouthful of hot food, and Zhang Yuanwai is really deducted." The neighbors next to it are in line with the road.

"yes, yes." The tannery wanted to rush home as soon as possible, but was dragged here by this neighbor, even though he was in a hurry, he slowed down and talked to the neighbor.

People like them are actually actors with superb acting skills, and they need to play different roles wholeheartedly. While playing, you have to completely substitute for it and forget that you are a spy.

"Come to my house for dinner? It just so happens that there is still a lot of porridge left over from today's meal, and you can eat it as soon as it is hot. The neighbor warmly invited him.

"No, no." The tangerine tanners pretended to be embarrassed and waved his hand again and again, how could he go to someone else's house to eat when he was in a hurry to go home? I don't know how long it will be delayed. Hurriedly refused: "How can this be?" Don't bother Uncle Lin, I also had leftovers yesterday, so I just had some leftover pork scalp to eat. ”

"Oh. That's right. The neighbor showed a clear look, just now he just invited casually, since the tangerine leather maker already has food at home, he doesn't have to force it.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in his yard today, he heard the voice of Zhang Laohan calling the tangerine leatherman. He was busy at the time, so he didn't see the soldiers following the old man, so he didn't get any special orders from the soldiers.

At that time, all the neighbors who saw the soldiers on the street were instructed not to divulge half a sentence. So the neighbor didn't notice the strange silence of the area today, and he couldn't see the panicked glint in the neighbor's eyes.

"By the way, Zhang Laohan knocked on your door for a long time in the morning today, and I don't know what happened." The neighbor reminded the tanner.

"Oh." Chen Pijiang was anxious, and he also felt that it was nothing, so he said casually: "It is probably the fifteen yuan I owed him a few days ago, and he came to ask for money, right?" ”

On weekdays, there are many neighbors here looking for him, and there are many contacts, so he was not surprised when he heard the news at first glance. On the contrary, if it is not this way, it is not normal, living here, it is indispensable for neighbors to help each other, if the quirks ignore people, that is the most noticeable performance.

"Then Uncle Lin, I'm going home for dinner?" The tannery asked tentatively.

"Oh, good. Look at my head, it seems that I am getting older, Xiao Chen, you better go home and eat quickly. Uncle Lin waved his hand and motioned for the tannery to go home.

"Uncle Lin, you are not old, what are you talking about, don't you remember that Zhang Laohan came to me?" The tanners did not leave directly, but comforted Uncle Lin a few words, and then finally left.

He walked towards the end of the street, everything was the same as before leaving, and the view of the street had not changed in any way. When he arrived at the door of his house, the tanners stopped, paid more attention to the copper lock hanging in front of the door, and the green marks on the bluestone, and found that the same as before leaving, there was no problem with the copper lock, and there was no trace of trampling on the bluestone and green moss, so he completely relieved his heart.

"I'm so suspicious." He laughed to himself, pulled a key from his body, and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a "snap", the copper lock was twisted open, and he pushed open the door and walked in.

(End of chapter)