"I'm in Japan!"

"Understand, stay where you are, we've sent the closest personnel to contact you!"

"Good!"

"What's the big deal?"

"No, a hard drive, it's comprehensive!"

"How much?"

"Almost all!"

"Protect yourself, keep the communication, the nearest person will arrive within 10 minutes, in addition, according to the intelligence officer, part of your information may have been exposed, you can't stay abroad for long, hide yourself!"

"Code ......"

Fang Yan stuffed a Bluetooth headset into his ear, turned around and opened the safety of the pistol hidden in his waist to load, then put it back on his waist, looked at the street outside the alley, walked out to the alley and looked at it, and retracted it again.

His hair had turned white-gray, and his body was covered in white and black dust, as if he had just been fished out of the cement pile.

His lips were already chapped, he licked them slightly with his tongue, looked at the bustling street outside, shrunk back, and hid in the corner.

In the last ten minutes, after he came out of the basement, he only had time to find an old-looking alley and get in, and walked through the volcanic ash that had not yet fully settled, and even though he had covered himself with tissues, he still looked very uncomfortable, as if his eyes were still red......

……

"A sky full of stars!"

"Ants everywhere!"

"Just call me an old horse, put it on first, park the car outside, and then talk about the rest of the car!"

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, the old horse, who looked like an ordinary office person, walked up and shook Fang Yan's hand, then took off his suit and handed it over.

"Good!"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and there was no pretension, he put on the suit at once, and then followed the footsteps of the old horse and walked to the parking place outside the alley.

A soft sound sounded, and the ordinary white Honda squeezed into the traffic.

"Passports, bank cards, everything, everything is ready." The old horse said, handing a bag of things to Fang Yan, "You need to take a shower, you can't get on the plane like this." ”

"Where are we going now?" Fang Yan asked, taking out the pistol from his waist and closing the insurance.

"Hotel, you still have this thing with you?" The old horse glanced at it, then turned his gaze back to the front.

"Be prepared!" Fang Yan said, pinning the gun to his waist again, picking up the water placed next to him and pouring it into his mouth.

"Drink slowly, you better clean up first when you get to the hotel, to be honest, it smells."

“……”

Fang Yan threw the empty bottle aside, listening to the old horse's words, and a few black lines involuntarily appeared on his face.

"The plane is booked for the evening, and you have to come with me until you get on the plane." Lao Ma paused, glanced at Fang Yan from the inner rearview mirror, and continued, "Other things, let's talk about other things at the hotel, don't rush first." ”

……

"Sir, the intelligence group just sent a message, Huaxia's intelligence personnel in Tokyo have just made a new move!" A white man hurriedly pushed open the door to his office and placed a piece of information on the table.

"Jerry, any other information?" Jim picked up the papers on the table and looked at them carefully, then looked up at the white Jerry and asked.

"We're doing a face comparison, and the results will be available right away."

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Enter!"

"Sir, the results of the face comparison are out." A white woman put a document on the table, looked at Jerry who was still standing, smiled, pushed the door and walked out.

"Words, Fang?" Jim looked at the names on the information next to him and picked up the two photos, "Jerry, what do those bastards in the Department of Science and Technology say about this flying machine in this photo?" ”

"Sir, the materials are on your desk!"

Listen, Jim lowered his head and picked up the information attached to the photo.

"Fully intelligent, unmanned, flight speed prediction of Mach 0.5, 20 years of science and technology fault?" Jim muttered, looking at the lines that read "It is possible to be secretly armed" written on it, nodded, and smiled inexplicably at the dialect of the other photo where he was getting out of the car with the old horse.

"Jerry, do you trust your instincts?" Jim smiled at Jerry.

"Maybe!" Jerry replied, spreading his hands, not knowing why Jim would ask.

"Huh!" Jim smiled at Jerry again, then with a blank face, gathered the scattered materials on the table, stood up, and walked to Jerry's side, "Mobilize the agents in Tokyo, act immediately, be careful not to startle the snake, cut off his retreat, and then follow and surround him, at that time, he was a little mouse, and we, we have to be like this!" ”

Jim's hand slammed, looked at Jerry, patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the office.

"Dead bastard, scare me again, if you don't give me a promotion, you'll be finished!"

Jerry cursed, looked at the empty office, and followed Jim's footsteps out.

……

"Safety!" The old horse said, putting the detection instrument back in his briefcase, then pointed to the bathroom to the dialect, and threw the bag of clothes next to him, "Go ahead, take a shower first." ”

The sound of water began to sound, but it didn't take long for Fang Yan to push open the door and walk out, and at the same time inserted the pistol in the bag into his waist again, touched his wet hair, and handed over the things he was carrying.

"I should have told you above, these things are to be brought back, that little tuotuo be careful."

Lao Ma nodded, put the two hard disks and electronic bombs in the briefcase safely, and then looked up at Fang Yan again, "Give me the gun too, I'll deal with it later." ”

Fang Yan was stunned, but he still took out the gun and handed it over.

"Okay, do you need anything else right now?" The old horse asked, clasped the briefcase with his hand, and stood up.

"Eat!"

"Okay, come with me, your flight is at 9:30 p.m., Japan time, there is still a while, let's have a bite to eat first, and then rush directly to the airport." The old horse looked at his watch, pushed open the door, and walked out in a dialect.

Ordering something at the dining place downstairs, and after waiting for the food to come up, Fang Yan picked up the chopsticks and devoured them.

"Slow down!" The old horse looked at it and smiled kindly.

"How many years have you been here?" The buried head was raised, Fang Yan picked up a tissue and wiped the grease stains on his mouth, and asked the old horse.

The old horse shook his head and smiled at the dialect.

"Okay, that's fine!" Fang Yan lowered his head in embarrassment and continued to eat the first fresh meal after an interval of ten days.

And the old horse also squinted his eyes and looked around, black-framed glasses, a briefcase he was holding, and a kind smile, making him look like a kind uncle.

But a hint of unusual flavor seemed to begin to spread in this restaurant, and an intuition slowly came to the hearts of the two......