If these two informants and the outskirts of the Empire could be given a chance to make a new choice, they might not come out to eat and find a place where they could see Mr. Lapuan's house.

It's a pity that there is no such opportunity in this world to make people choose again.

These two are intelligence officers and trained intelligence officers sent by the Federation to the Empire, and in places where people can't see, the spy war between the Empire and the Federation is in full swing, and every month each other exposes some intelligence agents. These people, because of the special nature of their work, will not be recognized even after death, they are unsung heroes and pathetic warriors. Because they will never be able to prove themselves with medals, they will always be in the company of shadows.

Today may be the last time they will carry out their mission.

A veteran, a newbie.

The novice began to shake his arm when he just felt a huge force coming down his arm, but this honest-looking young man was very energetic, and he grabbed his wrist tightly so that he could feel if his wrist would be crushed. He was forced to be lifted up and lost his center of gravity.

At the same time, he reacted immediately to the seated veteran, and as soon as he touched his pocket with one hand, a bench slammed into his back. The old hand suddenly blushed, showing a painful look, and before he could make any more movements, several benches were smashed against his body. He could only lie on the table with his head in his hands, dealing with the unreasonable storm.

He's an elite intelligence agent in the Federation, he can drive, he can shoot, and he's a good fighter in combat. In addition to this, he can use coded telegrams, synthesize deadly toxins from common everyday products, and can disguise himself as a target through short observations. But he had never learned such a street battle, an unreasonable battle.

The novice's face was already pale, and he was lifted up by Aerris and smashed directly into the wall on the other side, the huge impact made his whole body seem to fall apart, and before he could get up after falling heavily on the ground, a fine leather upper appeared at the tip of his nose.

His head was kicked and slugging, snot and tears and saliva splattered, and Ellis stepped on his face and flipped his pockets over. In addition to two knives and some for ...... There was nothing like a pistol other than a tool to pry the door, not even anything that would prove his identity.

The veteran also froze on the ground, and he found that he was more cheerful with the other party smashing the bench on his stomach, so he got under the table without any image. He wanted to fight back, but he didn't have a weapon, and according to the code of intelligence officers, he couldn't carry a weapon during non-combat, sabotage, assassination, and other missions that required weapons, in order to avoid being blackmailed and searched by the evil Imperial police and revealing his identity.

The table above his head was quickly lifted, and a powerful fist struck him in the eye socket, leaving him black and unconscious.

Suddenly there was chaos in the restaurant, and the riot came and went quickly. Ellis left twenty dollars to compensate for the loss of the tables, chairs and benches, and he warned the shopkeeper to send him to God if he dared to call the police. The shopkeeper was very helpless about this, but he also agreed to Ellis's request, and these losses added up to five dollars, which is a good thing to get fifteen yuan more. He wouldn't call the police stupidly, and then let the police take the twenty yuan away as "evidence".

The group dragged the two men out and stuffed them into the car. The car drove quickly to the suburbs, and there were many inconvenient things and people in the city, so in order to avoid trouble, they put these two guys down on the farm belonging to the townsfolk association in the suburbs.

They were tied to their chairs with ropes, and the huge lights illuminated everything in the warehouse, and they could even feel a wave of heat crawling restlessly overhead.

"Your name!", stimulated by two buckets of cold water, both of them woke up leisurely, they glanced at their surroundings, and finally both remained silent.

They were intelligence agents, mentally prepared to be found and disposed of before they did the job, so that there was nothing left for them to compromise when even the most terrible death could threaten their will. After they die, the Federation will give their families the maximum amount of help they can, definitely much more than when they were alive.

Ellis grinned, "I like hard bones, and it's more fun to break them than to eat meat." He unfastened his belt, which was made of pure steel and looked like the shell of a turtle. He took the belt in his hand, made a selection, and slammed it towards the calmer-looking guy.

The head of a belt weighing about a pound erupted with terrifying lethality with the blessing of speed and strength, and only an uncomfortable gede was heard, and the old hand trembled and shattered, and his knees shattered.

"Maybe you want to tell me your name now?", Ellis waved his belt, but all he got was silence, he smiled nonchalantly, "All we have is time!"

After more than an hour, the veteran was already dying, and he did not say a word, even biting his tongue. Of course, he didn't kill himself, but just to make his tongue swollen and painful, and he was going to use this pain to fight the pain in the rest of his body, while also being able to make himself speechless.

He is a strong warrior, but the novices around him are already covered in sweat, and he can't stand such a place, such a person or thing.

He watched as the group skillfully slit the veteran's legs as if he had practiced many times, and carefully avoided the thick blood vessels, so that although he was bleeding, he would not die soon. He also saw the demon burn a dozen lettered marks on the old man's chest with something that had been branded on the horse's buttocks, and watched as the men violently tore the blisters open and pressed the straw and mud on.

The veteran didn't shout once except for trembling and unconscious, but the stronger he was, the more terrifying it was for the novice. He knew that he couldn't do it to such an extent, so he was also trembling and afraid.

Iris gasped slightly, and pulled out a pistol from his back and pressed it against the veteran's forehead. The veteran suddenly showed a relaxed and expectant look, as if to say, come on, come and hit me......

"You are a respectable opponent, and if I do anything more it will be a disgrace to you and a disgrace to myself. If you see God and tell him my name, my name is Elis, then you can ask him to send me to hell. He said it from the heart, and he thought that he couldn't bear such torture without saying a word, "Goodbye!"

A gunshot rang out, as if there was an illusion echoing in people's hearts, and at the moment when the gunshot rang out, it seemed that the man's sigh was heard.

Arielth asked the veteran to take off the chair and stuff it into a straw stomp, and send it to the pet food manufacturer tomorrow for processing. He turned his head to look at the novice, and he picked up the belt that had been put down in his hand again, "Can you be like your companion and die without saying a word?"

In the evening, before Durin had rested, the telephone in front of his desk rang, and when it was connected, he realized that it was Ellis calling, and before he could ask how things were going, a gunshot faintly rang out from the earpiece.

"Boss, we found two spies stalking outside Mr. Lapuan's residence, they said that they suspected that Mr. Lapuan was a spy sent to the Federation by the Empire, so they came here to verify the ......", Ellis himself did not expect that he actually captured two spies of the Federation, if ordinary people found spies or caught spies, the Empire would give a very rich reward. But he didn't get the reward, "What do I do next?"

This is the advantage and disadvantage of Ellis, he is very obedient to orders and has the ability to execute, but he lacks flexibility, some things that do not need to use his brain he can do well, and some things that need to use his brain, he will constantly call Durin.

"Keep checking, according to what the two spies said, tomorrow when the family goes out, go in and see if there are any photos of Mr. Lapuan, or the contact information of his friends and relatives, and bring them out when they find them. As long as there are photos and contact information of relatives and friends, you can prove the authenticity of this Lapuan from other places.

The next day, Elliers quickly stole Mr. Lapuan's photograph and some phone numbers, and boarded the train to Otis City.

On the morning of that same day, a phone call got the head of the Federal Police into action, who called the sheriff in charge of the wealthy district into his office, told him to close the door and pull down the blinds.

He looked at the sheriff very seriously, a little relieved, "Just now the Federal Intelligence Service informed us that the Imperial man you found is very likely to be a spy, and asks us to arrest him immediately!"

Veterans and novices have not reported for more than 12 hours, which is inconsistent with the code of federal intelligence officers, according to the code, the incubation period is at least 30 days, and if there is a special undercover mission, dynamic information can be reported once every six months. However, intelligence officers on a mission must give feedback within twelve hours, because carrying out a mission means that they may be detected and exposed.

Those who do not provide feedback for more than 12 hours during the mission will be treated as exposed, arrested, or killed.

In the first two days, these two intelligence officers basically reported on the mission every six hours, but now it has been fourteen hours, and not only have they not contacted the intelligence line of the empire, but they can't even get through to the phone number of their residence. The intelligence network on the Imperial side believes that these two people may have been arrested or killed, which confirms from the side that this Mr. Lapuan is not an ordinary person!

All barbaric acts at the national level are excusable, so the Federal Intelligence Service demanded the immediate arrest of Lapuan, and also deployed four high-ranking agents to cooperate with the police department's arrest operation.