Sun, coast, Guyana.

It's interesting that the European Space Launch Centre isn't actually in Europe, but in South America, in the French colony of Guyvana.

Kourou, located on the banks of the Kourou River in South America, was a French penal colony from 1854 to 1944, and it has only flourished in recent years with the frequent launch of launch vehicles.

The business atmosphere is strong, and the work of all local people revolves around the two cores of "tourism" and "aerospace". All the places that can be opened in front of money are open, even the launch site. With every regular launch, the promotion company sells tickets all over the world. The local space museum also stores all the landing modules of previous manned launches.

French Guivana has a year-round blue sea and blue sky, and passengers land at Cayenne Airport and travel to Kourou, the real location of the Space Launch Center.

Along the way, along the coastline, the scenery is beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. The small town of Kulu is green and lush, with tropical plants everywhere and it looks vibrant.

According to public information, French Guivana has many advantages, such as its geographical location, small inclination angle and short range of launch rockets. Therefore, the space launch sites should be built far away in places like South America and North Africa, and not one in Central and Western Europe, which is the second interesting thing.

It's similar to the headquarters of the European Union, and because it's home to a world-class cosmodrome, it's also a place where spies from all over the world gather – I mean.

Everyone wants to know what is going on behind the scenes of the dignitaries who visit the place, even if he doesn't actually do anything, and he is too annoyed to be invited to visit the launch. It is said that there is also an "intelligence supermarket" in the area, where spies from various countries can trade.

Therefore, when the head of the 5th department of the Constitutional Security Bureau said "send someone to Gueva immediately"!

It means "make a phone call and ask someone from Gueva to cooperate".

So early the next morning, as soon as DHL opened its doors, two white men walked in, one behind the other.

Dressed in floral shirts, beach shoes, and carrying camera bags, they looked like tourists, but their tanned skin betrayed them.

"I want to pick up a shipment, the tracking number is XXXXXX, and the consignee is my own 'Buhan Raya Alan Unyielding'...... Oh, I know the name sounds weird, but that's me, different fireworks! Look, here's my ID, it's clearly written. ”

One of the older white men went to the counter and showed his ID and said, his speech was clear, the photo was exactly the same as his own, and his name was "Hanraya Alain Unyielding"!

Another white man stood guard in front of the door, holding his camera bag in his hand and looking around.

The salesman first checked it on the computer, and then compared it with the certificate, and laughed out loud first. "Are you 'Buhan Raya Alan Unyielding'? Hahaha, this is so funny~~"

The spy didn't know why the salesman was laughing, so he could only hold up his ID and say with a straight face, "That's right, I'm Buhan Raya Alan Unyielding, look at my photo on it, I hope you don't misunderstand anything!" ”

"Hahaha, hey, I'm laughing to death, you're a spy, right? Oops, I can't. The salesman smiled and leaned back.

"Well, gentlemen, let me tell you the correct answer. That is, due to the incomplete information at the beginning, this is the name that the picker typed in casually at that time! Later, after the owner of the goods sent the official name by email, it was corrected along with it...... You're still using that fake name? He actually gave false testimony? ”

"Aha~~ Oops, I'm going to die laughing, which country's spies? That's stupid! ”

The spy was stunned at first, then his face turned blue and white with anger, he looked around, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he showed the holster under his ribs and threatened, "Shut up, give me the express!" Otherwise, you'll be able to taste my awesomeness...... No one can laugh at us Italians! ”

"Come on, my mouth smells like sausages...... Say, Mr. Spy, for the sake of the EU, how can I help you? ”

"We need that shipment."

"Impossible...... Alas, don't pull out your gun! The clerk turned the screen unhurriedly, "Can you understand French?" See the status of this shipment? ”

"...... Going back the way you came? How can it be? When I checked yesterday, it showed that it was still on the ship, who returned it? Returned by whom? Is the thing still in the warehouse? If I haven't boarded the boat yet, can you help me get my stuff out of it? Trust us...... Will give you a good price. ”

"Come on." The clerk rolled his eyes at him and lowered his voice. "Listen, friend. ' 'Cargo return' is the term in our line of business, which means that the package is lost on the way and can't be found, understand? In order to make up for the mistake, we will first do a return processing to buy time. ”

"Next, we will try to find it, and at the same time ask the shipping company if we can reissue it...... Normal operation. ”

“Fick dich！”

"Hah, Germans." The clerk had a "I got you" expression. He is a serious French civil servant, and he is not afraid of any spies at all, especially from the European Union.

The two German spies shrugged and walked away.

Neither side mentioned "going to the back warehouse to check it out" or anything — not to mention the mountains of packages in the warehouse.

German spies are also civil servants, and they do it on the surface, but they don't care so much. This is not a valuable place at all, and it may be more accurate to call the so-called "intelligence market" a "rumor market". You give me a rumor, I'll give you a paragraph, and everyone can make a difference.

Not to mention the French clerks, there is nothing wrong with providing a little convenience at the front desk, spies under the teaser, and letting people into the warehouse is a joke about their careers.

……

"The parcel was returned? (The loss is an unconfirmed speculation, and it must not be reported in that way)" The person in charge of the 5th Constitutional Defense Division leaned back in his chair and pinched his eyebrows, thinking about what kind of operation this is?

The biggest reason why he still clings to this line in his busy schedule is because of the personal instinct of a veteran spy - because this "forest keeper" is always jumping sideways repeatedly to get his attention.

What is the difference between returning to Germany and handing it over to me?

He thought about it, his mind suddenly jumped out of the current logic, and then suddenly found one thing - am I being too much energy involved by this line?!

Once the mind is opened, new possibilities will emerge in a steady stream, is it possible that this line is thrown by the enemy to interfere with my vision?

The more I think about it, the more it looks.

*****

Sun, coast, Guyana.

When Wang Hu found the mobile phone thrown in the grape field and remotely turned on the monitoring screen, he saw this scene:

A tall man, wrapped in clothes, was walking in the aisle of the large warehouse of the express sorting center. His gloved fingers brushed over the surface of the delivery box, and he walked forward unhurriedly, quickly stopping in front of the box of the Siemens industrial monitor.

"Hey, what are you doing? Who let you in? A staff member came up to him and yelled at him.

The man raised his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, revealing a pistol with a muffler. "Bah~~", he shot without hesitation, the gunfire was bright, the staff fell to the ground softly, and blood flowed under the package.

The man took out a knife and roughly cut the package, breaking the foam and tearing the wrapping paper...... But inside was a brand new Siemens monitor and nothing else!

The angry man cursed and slammed the monitor to the ground!

……

"Germans?"

When the man left through the front door, the waiter behind the counter asked again.

"What Germans?" , The man turned around angrily and asked.

"It's okay, there's nothing German." The French clerk hurriedly covered his mouth, and the cold light in this man's eyes was terrifying. "Italians did it, I know."

The man gave him a cold look and walked out of the freight company.

At this moment, Wang Hu, who was far away in France, was holding his mobile phone, and the screen was frozen with the last glance of the man, revealing most of his face-

Exactly the same as Wang Hu himself!