After Mrs. Jones's phone call, Matsuura of course agreed, and then I thought of a question, which I guess involved the interests of the Far East Station, and even the CIA and their country, although I had already thought that Mrs. Jones might not be honest with me, but I couldn't help but ask him, because it was related to my commitment to Miyamoto Iyo.

"Baby," I asked Mrs. Jones with a hippie smile on my face, "I remember you said that between Miyamoto and Koizumi, you will only sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and you will never show your attitude beforehand." In that case, why did Jones arrange Yoko Yamada by Miyamoto's side, but not by Koizumi's side? And he instructed his own child to be blamed on Miyamoto's head, and at the same time he wanted to put me to death, and then he blamed my death on Miyamoto Michiko's head, does this mean that you already have an attitude? ”

Mrs. Jones glanced at me, "And what do you say is our attitude?" ”

"Of course, I support Koizumi's election, because Jones's approach makes me feel that he wants to hit Miyamoto's seven inches anytime and anywhere!"

Mrs. Jones rolled her eyes at the ceiling, got up, and said, "It's okay to turn on the TV, I'll go to the kitchen and make you dinner." ”

"Hey," I got up and followed her into the kitchen, asking, "If you don't answer, you're acquiescing, aren't you?" ”

"Zhang, can you listen to my advice?"

"What?"

"You are now following me, and you have been considered a spy by your national security, if you get some more information out of me and are unfortunately discovered by the CIA, then you are an undercover agent of national security." Mrs. Jones looked at me coldly: "Don't you feel particularly wronged that you have never received a day of professional training with a mallet that is regarded as a spy of the other party by the world's two major intelligence agencies?" ”

"Didn't I get anything from you? Look at your home, I stayed here for two days, what was it like when you left, and what was it like when you came back? If I'm really sent by the national security, then I can't rummage through the cabinets with you? ”

Mrs. Jones couldn't help but laugh "fluttering": "You don't remind me that I haven't paid attention, others are spies to steal intelligence, you are good, just ask me, the spy does your part, it can really be said that it is superb, shocking, crying ghosts and gods!" ”

I blinked at her, "Is the world's top spy really like me?" But why do I think you're talking back? ”

Mrs. Jones couldn't help but laugh and bent over: "Go, go, go and watch your TV, you are still in bed for two moments, and this time the bed is probably not much better than the mentally retarded." ”

"Okay, in that case, let's go to bed." As I spoke, I reached out to hug her.

Mrs. Jones hurriedly put her hand in front of me: "Don't make a fuss, wait until I make dinner." If you go to your TV, you might find some important information! ”

I pretended to be entangled with her for a while, so I had to pretend to be helpless and return to the living room, watching TV, while thinking about Jones's behavior just now, I felt that I must have said it right, the balance of the CIA and the Far East Station should be tilted in favor of Koizumi.

Mrs. Jones did not argue with me, and it should have acquiesced, but it was not possible to say that what I judged for myself was one thing, and that it was another thing to come out of her mouth, or to affirm whether what I had just said was correct or not.

She doesn't have an attitude, and it's all my business how I judge. As long as she expresses her position, she is suspected of treason. So her silence is the best option, and the rest depends on what I think.

While watching TV, I compiled a text message and sent it to Ichiro Murayama, Miyamoto, and Michiko Miyamoto at the same time-

As far as I know, the CIA adheres to the principles of their administration and does not interfere in the election between you and Koizumi, but Jones deceived the superiors and subordinates, dug many traps around you, and even asked me to pull the strings from you and link you with him, the purpose of which is to grasp your lifeblood and give you a fatal blow at a critical time. This once again proved that my previous assumptions were correct, that he wanted Koizumi to be elected, and that he had found an easy opponent for Koizumi to defeat to ensure that he would win in the end.

After reading the text message, the three of them replied to me one after another: Hard work.

This is what we agreed before, and after I got the information and reported it to them, they only needed to tell me that they had received it, and as for what arrangements were made in the future, we would meet and talk about it separately.

After a while, Mrs. Jones brought two plates of prepared dishes to the table and asked me, "Who are you texting?" ”

Since she regarded me as mentally retarded without any scheming, I simply continued to be mentally retarded and handed her the phone directly, and after she finished reading it, she glanced at me expressionlessly, put the phone on the table, and turned around and went to the kitchen again.

After a while, it is estimated that after Miyamoto saw the text message, he couldn't hold back his anxiety and sent me a text message back: Can you pull the string out of this and let me see Mrs. Jones alone?

I immediately replied, "No, she told me that you met her once, and that time she had a very bad impression of you."

Miyamoto immediately replied: You tell her that I will never offend her again, and at the same time, I will definitely bring her unexpected surprises.

I replied, "Then I'll try."

Mrs. Jones came out with two more basins, set up the knives and forks, opened a bottle of red wine, filled it for us, and then handed me my phone over and asked her to look at my text messages with Miyamoto.

After Mrs. Jones finished reading it, she glanced at me: "Let's be honest, between Miyamoto and me, who are you helping?" ”

"Helping you, of course."

Mrs. Jones smiled undeniably, raised her glass and touched it with me, and after taking a sip of wine, she took a knife and fork and cut a piece of steak in her mouth, and said to me as she chewed: "You have touched someone's wife and daughter, and you want to do something for him, but you say it's for me, that's not right." ”

I also forked a piece of steak in my mouth and said to her: "I also slept with women, I slept with Michiko Miyamoto and Miyamoto Iyo, which brought Miyamoto only shame, but brought you happiness." From this point of view, the two of us are Qingren, and he and I are enemies. When he doesn't have the ambition, he will only beg for low, once he becomes the first person, I'm afraid that the person he wants to kill the most in this world is me. And you are different, the more developed you are, the better you will be to me, because you will always need the happiness that I bring you. ”

Mrs. Jones laughed, "As long as you don't engage in intelligence, you do have a little bit of a coherent way to speak." Then I just want to ask, do you think I should go and see Miyamoto? ”

"Of course you should."

"Why?"

"I have poured a basin of cold water on him just now, and it is estimated that he is now cold from head to toe, so I proposed to see you, and said that I would give you an unexpected surprise. If nothing else, you have to go to see him for the surprise he said. ”

Mrs. Jones said dismissively, "What could be his surprise?" Gold and silver jewelry, or gold and dollar bills? ”

I smiled and said, "Although he didn't tell me what it was, I believe that the surprise he said will definitely touch your heart, because he is a politician, not a businessman, and what he gives you must not be money, but it can move you more than money." ”

Mrs. Jones looked at me with some surprise: "You think so highly of him, it seems that you know him well?" ”

"I can't talk about understanding, but from one thing, I can see that he can do whatever it takes for his future."

"What do you mean?"

"The last time he came to me, he wanted me to get something about Koizumi from you, do you know what conditions he prescribed?"

"Give you gold and silver, or guarantee your interests in Kyoto, and your future prospects?"

"No, he acquiesced to my relationship with Michiko Miyamoto and Iyo Miyamoto, maintaining a relationship with Haruto and never interfering."

Mrs. Jones was stunned: "What, he has a showdown with you?" ”

"Yes, that's what makes him great, and as a man, what is more precious in the world than a wife and a daughter? He can give me both things, and you say, what surprise will he give you in order to change the attitude of the CIA and your government through you? ”

Mrs. Jones raised her glass and touched it with me, and said, "This is the most thoughtful and high-level thing you have said since we met, and to tell you the truth, I like you more and more." ”

"That's great, my chances of getting information from you will definitely increase in the future."

"You think too much, I mean, once I really like you, you're ready to marry me as a widow! By the way, Jones and I also have a seven-year-old son, you don't have to do anything, you can just be a father. ”

I'll go!

It's okay to help other people, but I don't want others to help me because of my father. But what I clearly mean is that as a dual identity of Interpol and the CIA, I am afraid that she can marry whoever she wants.

So I laughed: "That's great, we have an old saying, if a woman is the first to give birth to a son, she will give birth to a large number of sons, marry me, and you plan to give birth to one for each of you!" ”

Mrs. Jones smiled, and while eating the steak, she changed the subject and asked, "What do you think will surprise me at all?" ”