I saw him holding a black plastic bag, walked to the locker, pressed the code, put the bag in, and then turned to leave.

He didn't show any unusual form during the whole process, and he didn't look at David and Neeson who were sitting not far away, as if they had just done something insignificant.

"Keep an eye on ......"

The decoy was ready, and David knew it wouldn't be long before the spy appeared.

But his eyes didn't dare to look at him, for fear of being detected that something abnormal, and he still looked at the newspaper intently.

Soon, 20 minutes passed.

During this period, some passengers also walked to the lockbox to store or retrieve their belongings, but the locker No. 46 was never touched.

Just when David and Neeson wondered if they were exposed.

At this time, a white woman appeared in front of the locker.

Her figure is very graceful, her steps are like catkins dancing lightly, and every movement exudes elegance and calmness.

The clothes she wears are very plain, and she chooses some clothes with plain colors and well-cuts, which are slightly low-key overall.

When he saw the information floating above her head, David's eyes lit up.

[Name: Maggie Timothy.] 】

[Profession: Ballet dancer, spy.] 】

[Monthly income: personal income of 160,000 US dollars, official fund income of 600,000 US dollars.] 】

[Income details: On December 4, Seticing House Member Palmer made a profit of $20,000 and extracting intelligence from it to the Bear Country, making a profit of $50,000, and on December 16, seducing an official of the Department of Homeland Security and making a profit of $20,000 and transferring intelligence from it to the Bear Country for a profit of $50,000, and on December 26, completing the invasion of the Bear Country site database ......]

[More details: ......]

[Tax payable: $282,400.] 】

"I didn't expect this woman to take the intelligence of so many officials......"

After learning about the woman named Maggie, David was a little smacked.

But then again.

The identity of a ballet dancer is indeed a way to get in touch with high society, which is complementary to her true identity as a spy.

It's a pity that today she met herself!

In the middle of his thoughts, the woman named Maggie had already opened the locker, picked up the black plastic bag that Coverdale had put in earlier, and turned to head in the direction of the exit.

David stopped inking and immediately got up and followed.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he did not intend to do it in public.

Instead, I plan to find a place with fewer people, try to see if I can restrain this woman, and then talk to her about taxes!

The two sides left the train station one after the other.

Maggie didn't immediately take a taxi or go to the parking lot, but headed for the light rail platform not far away.

Davidnison kept his distance and followed unhurriedly, and the two sides walked up to the elevated light rail and came to the platform to wait.

After about a minute, a light rail train slowly stopped in front of the platform, and Maggie walked into the carriage as usual.

David and Neeson also walked in through the other compartment door, both of them belonged to the same compartment, and the distance was only about five or six meters.

Soon, the sound of the door closing sounded in the carriage.

However, just as the prompt sounded a second time, Maggie's figure emerged like a ghost, through the door that gradually merged on both sides.

"Not good!"

Davidson and the others secretly said that it was not good, and they also wanted to get out, but they were still a step too late and were blocked in the carriage by the closed door.

"Falk Squid!"

With Nissen's scolding, the light rail was also slowly started.

What made him even more angry was that the woman just stood there stunned, watching them leave with provocative eyes.

At this time, David's face was also a little ugly.

He thought he was cautious enough, but he didn't expect to be discovered by this woman, these capable spies really can't hide anything from them.

It seems that if you have time, do you have to find some professionals to learn some tracking skills?

"David, what do we do now?"

David put away his thoughts, pondered for a while, and then replied, "Check what ballet troupe we have come to the Lake District recently, and see if there is a woman named Maggie Timothy among them!" ”

Just now, through the function of the golden finger, he has a lot of information about this woman.

With the IRS's channels and systems, with this information, it shouldn't be too difficult to find this woman!

Seven or eight minutes later.

Neeson hung up the phone with a slightly excited expression and said, "There's a ballet troupe over there in New York, and there is indeed a woman named Maggie Timothy in it, they live in the Four Seasons Hotel, and that woman is in room 1101!" ”

"Let's go!"

At this time, the light rail also happened to arrive at the station, and after Nissen and David got out of the car, they immediately took a taxi and rushed towards the Four Seasons Hotel.

At the same time, on the road to the airport.

Maggie was sitting in a taxi, her fingers scribbling a string of codes on her phone and sending it out.

Seven or eight minutes later, she received a reply on her phone, the same string of codes.

After reading this string of codes, Maggie's expression seemed a little incomprehensible.

The upper side told her that it had been checked, and her identity was not revealed.

Who were the two men who followed her just now?

But it looks like ...... It's true that I don't feel like a CIA or an FBI.

If the people in these two departments were to be in this way, the level of tracking would not be like this.

After thinking for a while, she suddenly said to the driver: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to the airport now, take me to the Four Seasons Hotel!" ”

Just now, because she was worried that her identity would be exposed, she was in a hurry to go to the airport and run away.

But now her identity doesn't seem to have been revealed, and there are still some confidential information and documents in the hotel that she must go back to deal with.

Twenty minutes later, Maggie returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.

However, she didn't go in directly, but looked around, and after making sure that no traps had been laid, she walked in with confidence.

Shortly after she entered, David and Neeson appeared in front of the door.

They've been here a long time ago, but they're just hiding before the target appears.

"Be careful, these spies are all dangerous people with special training, and we can't let her run away again this time!"

"Don't worry, I'm not a dry cook in the Marine Corps for so many years!"

Neeson squeezed the joints of his fist, his face revealing a hint of ferocity.

Just now it was because he was in public that he ran away for this woman.

Now that this woman is blocked by them, if he can still let the other party run away with his skills, then he really doesn't have to mess around with the IRS!

Seeing that Neeson was so sure, David didn't say much, and immediately entered the hotel, took the elevator to the 11th floor, and when they walked to room 1101 with light steps, the two also took out their guns and held them in their hands.