Right on Target

After the lengthy set meal introduction was over, there was silence in the sentry box, and the waiter said "Hello" a few more times, and hung up after getting no answer.

Before being taken away, Su Heting hugged the phone receiver, struggling to death, and said: "Wait, I haven't ordered yet, thank you pillow book—"

The snowflakes outside are fluttering and swirling in mid-air. Xie Zhenshu led Su Heting back, out of sight of the gate post. There was a car parked on the side of the road, he opened the door, sent Su Heting in, and walked around to the other side. The heater was turned on in the car, and there was a "bang", and Xie Zhenshu also got in.

Su Heting grabbed the zipper with two fingers, peeked at the neighbor, and said, "Didn't you go to work?"

Xie Zhenshu reached out and dialed the cassette player in the car. This kind of cassette player has long been eliminated by the Northern Front Alliance. It was a eavesdropping weapon in the last Civil War. It can be used to intercept call records in a specific area and then rebroadcast them.

"Hello, we are Raven Boob Restaurant, what do you need..."

The radio effect of the cassette player is average, and it will be accompanied by a slight "thrilling" sound when playing.

Su Heting heard the voice, it was the restaurant he called just now. He showed an expression of sudden awakening, and said, "You think I'm an undercover agent in contact or something, so you made a special trip to come back and arrest me?"

Xie Zhenshu did not deny it.

However, the content of the call intercepted by the cassette player was normal, and the sweet female voice kept receiving calls to order food, which proved that she was just an ordinary front desk clerk.

Su Heting let go of the zipper, and tapped his fingertips on his thigh deftly. After listening to the broadcast for a while, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and he said, "It's a pity, I didn't want to contact anyone, I did come to order food."

Xie Zhenshu turned off the cassette player and said, "You broke the door lock."

Su Heting said: "I can't go downstairs without picking the lock. It will be a long time before you get off work."

Xie Zhenshu looked at him, and he also looked at Xie Zhenshu, with a sly gleam in those eyes.

He's lying - but so what? Evidence suggests he was just ordering food.

Xie Zhenshu's eyes were dark, and the inside was unfathomable. After a while, he said, "Yes, you are right."

He spoke this sentence very slowly, which contained a bit of danger, but it made Su Heting feel oppressed.

It was difficult for Su Heting to go downstairs. First of all, there is an alarm on the door lock, no matter what method he uses, as long as he steps out of the door, Xie Zhenshu will know. Secondly, the surrounding checkpoints are dense, and the shift time of the lighthouse is too close to Xie Zhenshu's departure time. If Su Heting goes downstairs, he may be caught by Xie Zhenshu who turned around before passing the checkpoint, and he did not The ability to escape from the ground cannot disappear out of thin air.

So today's trip is by no means a simple ordering. Opportunity is too important to Su Heting. Even if it only takes a few seconds for him to dial the phone, there must be a code he wants to pass on in these few seconds. It's just this transmission method. Far more complex than what they heard on the cassette player.

Xie Zhenshu said, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you to the restaurant."

The invisible sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, and he became a polite officer again, as if it was all an illusion just now. As the car started, Su Heting realized that his fingers were sweating when he tapped his thigh.

—Damn it, not only was he stared at just now, but he also had the illusion that he was going to be torn apart and devoured by him.

Su Heting put his hands back into his coat pocket, pretending to be relaxed: "I want to eat the children's set meal, and the picture book says that the children's set meal will come with balloons."

Xie Zhenshu asked, "Do you like balloons?"

Su Heting said: "I like it. I like balloons floating everywhere on my birthday. It looks very happy. Speaking of it...I'm curious, do you have your birthday?"

The car passed through layers of checkpoints and drove in snow and fog.

Xie Zhenshu said: "I am not."

Su Heting said, "Huh—?"

He looked at Xie Pillow Book curiously.

Xie Zhenshu was quite focused while driving, and didn't look at Su Heting again, but the gaze was hard to ignore, so after a while, he explained: "My family doesn't have a birthday."

Su Heting said, "Why?"

Xie Zhenshu calmly said, "Without this tradition, my parents are very busy."

Su Heting said: "What a coincidence, my parents are also very busy."

He lied again, he had never seen his mother at all, and Lao Su was not busy, and no one celebrated his birthday because father and son were always exhausted.

Xie Zhenshu said "hmm" and didn't talk about it in detail. He hardly talks about himself, keeping quiet about his past and present. It's not easy for Su Heting to speculate on his family atmosphere, but he only glimpsed a trace of tension from his cleaned up old house.

The Raven Bubu Restaurant arrived soon, Xie Zhenshu parked the car, and handcuffed Su Heting as usual before opening the door. The two got out of the car, because it was not time for lunch, so there were not many people in the restaurant.

Xie Zhenshu ordered a children's meal and ice water, and the two sat down by the window.

Su Heting suddenly became a little quiet. He poked down the toys in the children's meal with his finger and said, "I'm already 19 years old."

Xie Zhenshu's coat was slightly opened, revealing the uniform and tie inside. He picked up the ice water and said, "Yes."

Su Heting said seriously: "Aren't you too young to be my father?"

Xie Zhenshu almost choked, he frowned, and looked over with unbelievable eyes. Su Heting laughed, grabbed the children's spoon, and ate.

Su Heting said: "You brought me here to see if any undercover agents received my code, right? But I'm sorry, sir, I've let you down, no one came."

Xie Zhenshu held the water glass, showing no superfluous expression. After a while, he said, "I think it's more cost-effective for the internal response to kill you than to save you."

7-006 has disappeared for half a month, and Nai Ying should have guessed that he has been arrested. After all, if he died, the Southern Alliance would definitely beat the gongs and drums, taking the opportunity to hit the morale of the Northern Alliance and the Panthers.

Su Heting didn't care, and said: "There are always sacrifices in war."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Even if you contact him, you will be unable to escape."

Su Heting said with a smile: "Then please, catch him quickly so that I can rest easy. But I'm curious, why are you so obsessed with catching internal responses?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "For the alliance."

He answered absent-mindedly, as if he knew the answer by heart and said it without much emotion.

Outside the window, the carriage drove past with a "clang clang clang clang". The drivers were all wrapped in thick cotton-padded jackets, with scarves and fur caps. At this moment, the snow is gradually falling again, and soon, the street view will be difficult to see clearly.

After a meal, there was no accident. When Xie Zhenshu went to check out, Su Heting squatted at the door to tease the puppy.

Xie Zhenshu said to the front desk clerk: "I made an order call an hour ago, do you have a record?"

The desk clerk had a sweet voice and was obviously the girl who answered the phone. She opened the record book and asked, "What's your name, sir?"

Xie Zhenshu observed Su Heting through the small mirror on the front counter, and said by the way: "My name is Su."

The waiter said: "Sorry, Mr. Su, there is no record of you, is this the number you made?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting in the mirror raised his head and greeted the child not far away. The child held the balloon in his hand, and Su Heting stroked his chin, looking very interested.

Xie Zhenshu asked: "No. 6, No. 06, don't you have these nicknames?"

The waiter said: "No, we need real names for all orders, and nicknames are not allowed."

It seems that 7-006's password is not this, so what exactly is he expressing in this call?

Xie Zhenshu's inquiry was fruitless, so let's give up for now. He took a look and saw that Su Heting in the mirror had already gone to flick the child's balloon, so the officer speeded up his speech: "There are no balloons in the children's set meal I ordered just now."

The waiter turned to look at the package panel and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, we only provide one limited balloon for two children's packages."

Xie Zhenshu opened the wallet, pressed his long finger on the graffiti on the inside, pulled out the banknote, and said, "Give me another copy."

Su Heting held his face, listening to the child brag about the balloon. He made a "wow" sound from time to time, which was very flattering.

The child said: "This is the balloon that my mother bought two children's meals."

Su Heting said in an envious tone: "So I ordered two, your mother is amazing. Is this a limited edition balloon? It's a pink ghost cat."

The child waved the balloon in front of Su Heting's eyes, raised his chest, and said, "Last year's one was a white mischievous rabbit, and I have one too..."

The door opened, and Xie Zhenshu came out, holding a balloon in one hand and a children's package in the other. The officer's black coat was blown away by the wind, and he was as cold as ice, his flying hair was next to the swaying pink ghost cat balloon.

Su Heting's joy fell from the sky, and he immediately became proud in front of the child. He stood up, took the balloon with his head held high, as if he was doing a handover ceremony, and then waved goodbye to the child smartly.

After getting into the car, Su Heting stuffed the balloon into his jacket, carried it around carefully, and couldn't help touching it. The pink ghost cat rubbed against his sweater, making a "creaking" sound.

When the car arrived downstairs, Xie Zhenshu unfastened his seat belt and said, "From now on, we will stay together all the time."

Su Heting asked: "What is 'moment'? Sleeping together? Are you not going to work?"

Xie Zhenshu opened the car door and said, "My mission is you."

Su Heting followed him into the house, and asked again: "Then where do I go to the bathroom? Take a shower? Don't you all look at me?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting said: "No way, you are so perverted!"

Xie Zhenshu turned around and confiscated Su Heting's pink ghost cat, pointed to the door lock, and said, "Please," he said emphatically, "fix it within five minutes."

Su Heting said: "Don't hurt it!!"

He really likes this balloon, no, it should be said that he cherishes it. After washing in the evening, he will take the balloon to bed.

Xie Zhenshu was sitting on the chair beside the bed, holding his Rubik's Cube, watching Su Heting wrap the rope of the balloon around his little finger, his eyes revealed his incomprehension.

Su Heting lay on his side, then on his back, changing three or four positions. He asked worriedly: "I won't crush it if I turn over?"

Xie Zhenshu lowered his eyes, played with the Rubik's Cube, and said, "No."

Seeing the pink ghost cat floating under the lamp, Su Heting said, "I really want to sleep with it."

Xie Zhenshu said: "It will definitely explode."

Su Heting babbled again, all to the pink ghost cat. When he was about to fall asleep, Xie Zhenshu turned off the light. After a while, Su Heting was only talking in his dreams.

Only then did Xie Zhenshu raise his eyes to look at the bed. Su Heting slept soundly. Today's incident didn't seem to cause him any trouble, but Xie Zhenshu, his fingers turning the Rubik's Cube gradually stopped, and when he lowered his head again—

It was found that the Rubik's Cube was still a mess.

Xie Zhenshu frowned, he used to spell this effortlessly, but during this time he always misspelled it. The snow outside the window was quiet, he leaned back in his chair and stared at Su Heting, as if in meditation.

At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, Xie Zhenshu heard the sound of "beeps" in his bedroom. He got up and walked over, picking up the walkie-talkie he used in the city.

"Special Units... Xie, sir, please reply when you receive it."

Xie Zhenshu whispered, "I am."

Humanity at the other end: "The latest news from the intelligence preparation team, the 'rats' in the city have disappeared."

"Rat" is the name given by the preparation team to the intelligence agents on the northern front who have been exposed but have not been captured and have been kept as bait. Most of the "rats" in the urban area are subordinates of 7-006, and they are his network.

Xie Zhenshu held the walkie-talkie tightly and repeated, "Disappeared?"

The intercom said: "Yes, sir! After 10 o'clock this morning, they disappeared in a planned way. The preparation team suspected that they had received the code from 7-006... sir?"

Sure enough, it was the phone call this morning.

Xie Zhenshu said: "Understood."

He terminated the call, stayed in the dark for more than ten minutes, checked all the places in the house that might be monitored, and finally returned to Su Heting's room.

Xie Zhenshu said: "Su Heting."

He closed the door and locked it from the inside.