Scholars in the courtyard

As night falls, people in the dormitory are still snoring, obviously sleeping soundly.

Not only that, there was constant snoring all around.

I guess I've saved tonight's meal, but I don't know if anyone got hungry in the middle of the night.

crunch

The door next to Yang Xiaotao opened.

Xiaobo came out.

Out of habit, I got up from the bed and walked around.

Looking at the sky gradually shrouded in darkness, I felt an indescribable sadness in my heart.

There is a telephone here.

But he did not report his whereabouts to Yu Zecheng.

What the reason was, he couldn't believe it even if he told it.

He actually doubted his comrades and even his leader, Yu Zecheng.

It sounds ridiculous, but this series of things that happened was too coincidental.

It was a coincidence, as if he was leading someone up there.

Otherwise, Yang Xiaotao would have received the urn long ago.

Sitting on the steps at the door, Xiaobo picked up a cigarette and lit it. His heart was like smoke rising, he couldn't catch it, couldn't see through it!

"Can't sleep!"

There were footsteps nearby, followed by a familiar voice.

"I had a lot to eat at lunch, and I got a lot of credit this time!"

Hao Pingchuan patted his belly and sat aside with a loud voice.

"Are you worried?"

Seeing that Xiaobo ignored him, Hao Pingchuan asked.

"No!"

"Nonsense! If you look like this, it will be written on your face!"

Hao Pingchuan looked like I could tell.

"Oh, I always feel like something is wrong!"

Seeing that Xiaobo couldn't hide it, he opened his mouth to express his worries.

"Hey, what did I think it was?"

"From my point of view, this is a good thing. Pulling out a cancer will benefit the whole world."

"Don't feel sentimental about those traitors, they are more harmful than the enemy."

"If you find it, just cut it off!"

Hao Pingchuan said nonchalantly. Xiaobo was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said with a smile, "That's right."

"We are not on the same boat in the first place!"

"What's there to say?"

snap

Hao Pingchuan patted Xiaobo on the shoulder, "I just want to know when the mission will end."

"If he keeps going like this, he will go to Pengcheng today and Quancheng tomorrow. If he keeps going at this speed, when will I return to Shanghai?"

"I'm still waiting to go back and take the credit."

As he spoke, he looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the stars above his head, dazzled.

"I think you are just talking about it. You will have food and drink with me, and you will also get credit for your work. I guess you are happy in your heart."

Xiaobo laughed, and Hao Pingchuan glanced at him, "You're talking like you're not."

"Haha, you saw through it."

"Then what else are you saying!"

The two of them leaned together, waiting for tomorrow to come.

Forty-nine cities.

Gorzhensky picked up the cigar on the table, and with the movement of his cheeks, he spit out clouds of smoke, which soon filled the surrounding area.

Opposite him, Canon had a sinister look on his face. He held the gold-rimmed glasses in his hand, lowered his head and wiped them carefully.

Next to the two of them, Chirvonenko was standing there with an anxious look on his face, sweat dripping from his forehead and hitting the floor. Together with the sound of smoking a cigar, it became a unique tone in the room.

The three of them sat or stood, each in silence.

The depressing atmosphere makes people breathless.

"I will report this matter to the director!"

After a long time, Canon put his glasses back on, and his original modesty and kindness appeared on his face.

And what he said is also the most correct answer at this moment.

The matter was serious, so of course he had to report it.

As for how to report it, that is his business.

However, the two of them are sure that the other party will pick them cleanly.

In the end, in addition to Chirvonenko, Gorzhensky could not escape the blame.

After all, he was the one who issued the mission.

"I will report it too!"

Gorczynski responded in kind.

There was quite a bit of tit-for-tat in the words.

In fact, all the decisions he made were sent to Canon by Chirvonenko. The difference was that Canon never gave a positive answer from beginning to end.

At the very least, there is no relevant documentation from him.

The two said this, but it hurt Chirvonenko.

This is the rhythm to push him out to calm down his anger!

But how could he be willing to do so?

Seeing that the two of them stopped talking, Chirvonenko gritted his teeth and said, "Can we solve this matter through other means?"

Chirvonenko was talking about negotiations, of course.

After all, both sides still need to maintain a harmonious relationship.

Gorzhensky just flicked his cigar and said nothing.

Canon shook his head, "If it's just a gray bird, it's still possible."

"But this time!"

"We have to give an explanation!"

Canon said coldly, looking at Chirvonenko with cold eyes.

This guy has been here for a long time, has his head been infected by the stupid people here?

I really thought the other party was still the good student from before!

idiot!

Canon took a deep breath, frowned, and felt very irritable!

It happened so suddenly that they couldn't react.

The first news they got was that Gray Bird had been captured, which surprised the three of them.

Since Gray Bird came here, it has always been a very stable presence.

Moreover, she didn’t have many tasks, and she wasn’t asked to collect much important information. Why was she suddenly caught?

Before they could understand the situation, some students in the school were restrained and their residences were probably searched.

Among them, Alex, who is now serving them, was arrested.

They didn't even figure out which link had the problem, and then they received the news.

They had gone through so much trouble to arrange for Ace to be admitted to the "relevant departments" and lost contact.

Hongwu, red crow.

Over the years, Hongwu has been lurking well, and because of his position, he can always obtain valuable information.

This successfully prevented many comrades from being discovered.

And this action against hybrid rice is due to him.

But this kind of person actually lost the news.

Not only him, but also the people who had contacted him were missing.

In this case, the result is clear at a glance.

"Don't think about it, the other party is not a primary school student!"

Gorczynski spoke coldly.

He was also puzzled by Hongwu's exposure. Could it be that the other party had important information?

Or is it that they also have each other's ghosts inside?

Thinking of this, Gorczynski glanced at Canon. He probably wanted it too.

Looks like it’s time to clean the house again!

"The other party has indeed grown very fast in these years!"

Canon also glanced at Gorzhensky and said casually and coldly.

"Let's wait for news from the other party about this matter!"

"but!"

"Chirvonenko, the most important thing right now is to find out the reason for the exposure. Only in this way can we ensure the safety of our comrades!"

Chirvonenko straightened his back, "Yes, sir! I'll go find him right away!"

After speaking, Chirvonenko turned and left.

In the room, Gorczynski no longer took big puffs, but instead breathed softly and slowly, letting the cigar smoke stay in his mouth, enjoying the taste of the smoke.

Canon frowned slightly, he was a self-disciplined person.

I usually drink a little wine, but I don’t drink vodka like most people do.

As for cigarettes, he basically doesn’t smoke.

"The other party will not let this opportunity pass by!"

Canon spoke first.

Even in terms of position, he is slightly higher.

Gorzhensky just blew smoke rings and said nothing.

Kanon didn't say much when he saw this. The two of them were not on the same road to begin with. They were able to cooperate for the common benefit.

Nowadays, all the countermeasures have ended in failure, and a trump card has been added, and the basis for cooperation has been lost.

When he reached the door, Canon paused.

"The matter here is over. I will return to the league tomorrow."

Gorczynski remains silent!

"By the way, keep the woman you brought back from Japan last time!"

"The director is very concerned!"

crunch

snap

The door closes.

Gorzhensky forgot to smoke, and the smoke from his mouth came out of his nose.

Cough cough cough

After a while of coughing, Gorczynski touched his bald head, a painful smile on his face, and a dull pain in his heart.

"Alyosha, it's you!"

"Okay, very good..."

"As expected of the best, Swallow!"

…

"Mr. Smith, our operation failed."

Imperial Hotel, in the presidential suite.

Smith sat on the chair again. The difference was that this time no woman left the room, and there was no special smell.

Of course, this may be related to his self-knowledge.

After many days of hard work, my body feels a little exhausted and a little powerless.

So before Jack came in, he was still thinking about whether to save his energy and prepare for the next time.

Without the hard work of playing the flute day and night, Smith's face looked much better than usual.

"Failed? Isn't this normal?"

Smith said indifferently, poured a glass of white wine and handed it to Jack, "We didn't have much expectations."

"Sir, yes."

Jack still wants to talk. Although they are killing people with a borrowed knife, the failure of the action means the success of the other party.

Especially the information on hybrid rice, which is of great research value.

If it can be obtained, it will be a credit to the country.

"No buts."

"You have to know what our primary goal is."

Smith touched the goblet to Jack, "So what if the yield per acre is a thousand pounds? Do you know how many people are here?"

"Their per capita cultivated land area is less than one percent of ours. In other words, the food their family eats may only be your monthly ration, not even as much as we feed pigs and dogs."

"Do you think it makes sense?"

Jack took a sip from the goblet, and finally frowned slightly, "What kind of wine is this? Why does it smell like alcohol."

"Hahaha, sure enough, I asked how the people in Xiangjiang could make good wine, and that group of British people who still eat ancient food thought it was fine wine."

Smith smiled happily, as if he had found a soulmate, and then poured the wine into the ashtray next to him.

"You're right, this wine is only worthy of dirty cigarette ashes."

George poured out the wine and put the goblet aside, his expression no longer serious.

"Sir, if you go by your calculations, even if the yield per mu is two thousand catties, it will not be enough for their mouths to eat, not to mention they are still working hard to survive."

Smith smiled and nodded, "Say something happy."

"This is the news from Wade. Take a look. The people in the southeast have agreed to the conditions proposed by the empire. From now on, they will block trade and prohibit imports."

"Also, this is a medical research report from China. It says that in the future, the mortality rate of this disease will decrease with mutation, and after next year, it will become a common cold."

"By then, domestically developed antibiotics will be able to cure the disease."

"There is no need for the so-called Peninsula Hospital to exist anymore."

Smith said, Jack looked at the report seriously.

After reading each one, the smile on your face will be a little bigger.

Finally put the report down.

"Sir, I think we can talk to the Folangji people now."

Jack said affirmatively.

Smith nodded in relief, then went to the wine cabinet and took out a glass of whiskey. He walked to the wine table next to him, picked up two glasses, poured a third of them and placed them in front of him.

"Dear Jack, do you know why I like to communicate with you instead of that stupid Wade?"

Smith imitated Wade and shook his body, looking very funny, but Jack laughed and said, "Because I'm smarter than him."

"right!"

Smith said happily, and the two picked up the wine glasses together.

"I've already called the governor here."

"It won't take until the New Year before they will evict people from Peninsula Hospital."

Jack smiled and said, "Really? Do they have the courage? There are a lot of people there."

"We just need a reason, don't we?"

"Sir, your wisdom is simply beyond people's knowledge. I think it is necessary to tell them."

Smith laughed again, "But dear Jack, I don't trust those Francois."

"Sir, I understand. I'll cheer them up."

Jack drank the whiskey as he said, "In that case, sir, I won't disturb your rest."

After saying that, Jack stood up and left.

When the door was closed, two young girls walked in.

Smith stared blankly for a moment, then finished the drink.

"Damn Jack, I hate how smart you are!!!"