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"Just send it here. As for the 'contract', someone will talk to you later." Feng Xue looked at the familiar lane outside the window, took out a receipt and handed it to Ji Rui. It didn't matter what was written in it. The important thing is that this can prove that Ji Rui really took on a customer this time.

Ji Rui knew very well what Feng Xue meant. Although he wanted to say something else, he decisively took the receipt and drove away.

In the final analysis, the two parties have not established enough trust. Cooperation is possible, but Ji Rui cannot directly take Feng Xue to the base camp, even if he is Qingyun Baihong, a person recognized by the peepers.

On the other hand, Feng Xue cannot stay in the safe house provided by the other party, even if they do seem to be a group of patriotic young people.

Therefore, a tacit understanding was reached silently. Ji Rui helped him bypass the initial and most cumbersome infiltration stage, and Feng Xue also gave them a backbone to increase their confidence in action.

But then, I am afraid that until the moment of the incident, there will be no more direct contact between the two sides.

Feng Xue was originally worried that Ji Rui, a passionate young man, would not be able to understand the connotation of this, but now it seems that although he is not old, Ji Rui can indeed shoulder the responsibility of a traffic officer——

Just welcome and deliver, never do anything unnecessary.

…

After adjusting her expression slightly, Feng Xue took a step. Lou Shuang, who had been silent all this time, immediately understood the meaning. The distance between the two instantly narrowed, while Yu Wei behind her calmly adjusted her distance. Originally, she was still going on a formal trip. Immediately, he took the mistress and the female bodyguard who was responsible for looking out to play.

"Welcome!" As the automatic door made a soft sound, the service staff in the bar immediately came up with a smile. Feng Xue glanced at the cuffs and collars of the service staff and bartenders, and came to the second one from the left in front of the bar. He didn't sit down on the seat, he just supported the bar with one hand and leaned forward slightly.

Almost as soon as he sat down, the bartender who was wiping the wine glass due to the off-season in the afternoon immediately put down the glass in his hand and tipped it upside down on the plate.

Between the two actions, the codes had been exchanged. Feng Xue reached for her wallet and said casually:

"Do you have a private room here?"

"Yes, sir." The bartender handed over the drink leaflet. Feng Xue glanced at it and tapped it several times with her fingertips:

"This, this, and this, and also, Chiron No. 27, Hockey Ice."

"Okay, Ronaldinho, take these guys to private room No. 6."

…

The door of Private Room No. 6 opens and closes, but as long as you are an architect, you will immediately realize the rarity of G·I particles in this room (Note ①).

"Sir, we have not received an appointment. Who are you?" The "princess" in the room asked an ambiguous question. Feng Xue just stretched out her hand and gestured:

"Urgent information, help me contact Principal Chang."

"!!!"

As soon as Feng Xue's words came out, everyone was shocked, but the people present were all professionals, so they calmed down.

Although theoretically the top leader of the Qingyun Intelligence System is Tuo Li, because most of the senior intelligence personnel come from the Central Military Academy, as the vice principal of the Central Military Academy (the principal is the Creator, but is currently vacant), Chang Sanfa can easily arrange for his direct descendants to enter The intelligence system, if it weren't for Tuo Mi holding the relic in his hand, would have been bypassed by Chang Sanfa.

At this time, the intelligence station that Feng Xue entered was naturally the kind of place where all regular intelligence personnel were present.

Although the incision given by Feng Xue was fine, the person in charge was still a little unsure about these three people who had no impression at all. He made a set of code words with his left hand and said:

"Su Qin has entered a special state. All the upper levels have gone into silence. Even we can't contact Principal Chang."

"Who is currently the highest person in charge here? Show this to him." Feng Xue completed the handover of the code very naturally. At the same time, he took out a piece of paper and quickly sketched scribbled lines on it, although it was completely invisible. He couldn't tell what he was drawing, but the intelligence officer dressed as a "princess" still nodded and handed the paper to the waiter on the side.

The waiter left the box hastily, and the room fell into a brief silence. Feng Xue seemed to be really here to drink, and sat on the sofa. About two minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and someone holding a tray in his hand A strange waiter came in.

He first placed the drinks ordered by Feng Xue on the table, then gave a military salute and said:

"Zheng Lin, a graduate of the 407th class of the Central Military Academy, met his senior."

Seeing his behavior, Feng Xue smiled slightly, and instead of saluting, she stretched out her hand to hold the other person's other hand and shook it gently twice.

Seeing that Feng Xue had no intention of announcing her name, the princess was almost ready to call someone, but Zheng Lin raised his hand to stop him, and said solemnly in his eyes:

"Sir, you are an intelligence officer directly under Principal Chang. Why do you come to the lower-level communications office?"

"My dedicated communication staff has lost contact, and I can't contact Principal Chang through emergency channels. The situation is so serious that I can only take the risk of returning to Suqin to report on my work, but those special channels are currently unreachable."

Hearing what Feng Xue said, Zheng Lin seemed to confirm his identity and motioned the princess to guard the door. At the same time, his eyes swept over You Wei and Lou Shuang.

"This." Feng Xue tapped her temple and made a gesture. Zheng Lin understood immediately and took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Feng Xue. Feng Xue glanced at it, but his fingertips were on the side of the booklet. He rubbed the edges of his hand. Seeing this, Zheng Lin finally fully believed in Feng Xue's identity, and Feng Xue also confirmed Zheng Lin's level. He was slightly concerned and said:

"With your level, you should know about the Spider Web Plan, right?"

"This?" Zheng Lin's expression changed when he heard this. Although he was sure that this box was safe, he still lowered his voice and said:

"Sir, are you from the west?"

"Well, I am a participant in the Spider Web Project. I have already entered the freezing process, but the Wangjiang matter is too difficult, so I have to activate special channels to come back. Miao Hanqi will get the relevant information within three days, leaving it to us There’s not much reaction time.”

Feng Xue responded vaguely, but it was precisely because of the vagueness that Zheng Lin did not doubt that he was there. The intelligence officer hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"There is no way. All the decision-makers in Qingyun have entered a state of silence. The central command is even more restricted. Unless you have special operations permission, no one can move."

After hearing what he said, Feng Xue finally felt relieved. He hesitated for a moment, as if after a lot of struggle, he took out a document and said:

"Send to central command as soon as possible."

Looking at the document bag handed over by Feng Xue and sealed with the highest confidentiality level, Zheng Lin's eyes flashed with determination and he nodded:

"Okay, I'll figure it out."