Interstellar Marriage: Professor Han’s Sassy Wife Fucked Again

After saying hello on the set, Yu Rong thought about it and decided to go to the meeting alone.

After all, intelligence work is disciplined, and the fewer people who know, the safer it is for the intelligence personnel, but in the final analysis, Yu Rong still has no idea. All the information about Feng Jian's identity comes from his own words and speculations, and there is currently no way to verify it. If today is really a Hongmen Banquet, I am afraid that my life will have to be revealed here.

Yu Rong made complete preparations for this. She went back home and sewed the button recording device Suoli had made on her clothes.

The location was chosen in the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel that the crew rented for everyone. With Wang Can's favor, he got a private room. Wang Can sat down for a while and then made an excuse to leave, leaving the private space to Yu Rong and Feng Jian. .

There were several dishes on the table, but Yu Rong and Feng Jian were careful not to eat them. Feng Jian glanced at the corners of the private room, and even put his head under the table to check carefully and confirm that it was safe. Then he sat down again.

Yu Rong watched Feng Jian's series of actions without stopping her. She took this opportunity to observe Feng Jian's every move carefully. She had learned some psychology-related knowledge from Han Hongxu before, but now she was putting it to use.

Some of Feng Jian's micro-expressions and movements revealed his slightly nervous mood at this time, which at least was not the mood a hunter should have. Yu Rong judged silently in her heart. "The location was decided temporarily. There should be no time to make arrangements in advance. Moreover, I have an anti-monitoring device on me, so this room is safe for the time being."

Feng Jian smiled slightly, sat upright, and explained, "It's an occupational disease for intelligence agents. In this situation, it's better to be careful than to make a big mistake."

Yu Rong nodded, "I appreciate your spirit very much. You are right."

"The anti-monitoring device carried by the officer is this button on the collar..." Feng Jian looked at Yu Rong's collar, "Although its position is reasonable, the style of this button is slightly different from that of this dress. take."

Yu Rong thought that he had very keen observation skills. In order to put Suoli's button recording device on her body, Yu Rong specially removed a button and sewed it back with the removed thread. She was afraid that the color difference in the thread would be noticed, but she didn't expect that the button would match the style of the clothes. This small violation did not escape the eyes of Feng Jian in front of him.

She did not deny it, but decisively admitted, "Yes, it's this button."

"I have never seen this anti-monitoring device. It must be the latest invention of the escort team." Feng Jian asked.

Yu Rong touched the button, "It's not a new invention of the Guards. This is the result of the weapons laboratory. It's still in the testing stage. I got it from a friend. Although it hasn't been mass-produced yet, I have used it a few times. , you can rest assured of the effect.”

Both parties are testing each other. Because of the special nature of the intelligence department, except for some large weapons, the latest inventions and improvements of the escort are generally first applied to the intelligence department. Feng Jian has indeed never seen this kind of button device, nor has he heard it mentioned by the old director. And, if Yu Rong admits that this is a new invention of the escort team, then Feng Jian will have doubts about Yu Rong's position.

However, it is possible for the weapons laboratory. After all, the testing phase before mass production and distribution is under the control of the weapons laboratory. This department is very mysterious. Even some middle-level guards do not know the existence of this department. If they did not join the intelligence department, , I am afraid that I am not qualified to know that the escort team has its own weapons laboratory.

Not only does the new chief know this department, he even has access to the latest inventions that are still in the testing stage. It seems that he is not a fuel-saving lamp.

After some testing, Feng Jian felt more reassured about Yu Rong's identity, "Sir, let's get down to business. The old director is dead..."

"What?" Yu Rong sat up straight and asked in a low voice, "How did you die?"

Feng Jian leaned to the left and got closer to Yu Rong, "Intelligence personnel always communicate on a single line. The old director is my upper line. We buy adjacent seats and meet in the cinema at a fixed time every week.

The last time I met, he told me that his identity seemed to be doubted by the M people. He was afraid that the M people would take action against him soon after they verified his identity, so he proposed to the escort team that a new person should take over his position in the intelligence department. Administrative duties. "

The expression on Yu Rong's face did not change, but he calculated the time in his mind, and it was indeed roughly consistent with the time when he received the escort order. This statement is credible.

Feng Jian continued, "After that, during the routine meeting time, the old director didn't come, so I realized something was wrong. Then three days later, he sent me a message and asked me to go swimming the next day. There were many people in the swimming pool. I was still wondering why he would find such an unsafe place to meet, so I put on my swimming trunks and got into the water, looking for an opportunity to swim up to him, and he slipped me a note."

Yu Rong frowned slightly, "A note?" Even a layman like Yu Rong knew that the most taboo in intelligence work was to convey information on paper. Once caught midway, it would be written in black and white, and there would be no explanation.

Feng Jian said in an affirmative tone, "Yes, the note. There were many people in the swimming pool at that time, and I didn't have the chance to open it and read it. After that, I tried many times to find opportunities to go over and say a few more words to him, but every time he When he saw me, he swam away as if he didn't want to come into contact with me anymore. In the end, he just wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out of the swimming pool.

As soon as he landed, he collapsed clutching his chest and twitching all over. The moment he fell, I saw his eyes looking at me, telling me not to come over with his eyes. "Recalling the death of the old director, Feng Jian still felt chills on his back.

"Sudden death?" Based on Feng Jian's description, Yu Rong came to such an unconvincing conclusion.

Feng Jian nodded, "Although I didn't go there, I didn't go far either. I saw someone calling an ambulance. After the ambulance arrived, the heartbeat was already in a straight line. The old director's body was pulled directly to the funeral parlor by the funeral car. .”

Yu Rong thought over Feng Jian's words in her mind, trying to find loopholes in them. This argument seems to be full of loopholes, but when you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable, "So what are you suspecting?"

"The old director definitely did not die suddenly. He must have known that he was about to die before he saw me for the last time.

I have been thinking about this matter carefully these days. From his temporary change of meeting place and time, to the way he used notes to send messages, everything is weird.

A public place like a swimming pool is crowded with people, and it is even harder to hide one's whereabouts. I guess the original joint venue has been discovered, and he couldn't find a better way in the limited time, so he acted in a hurry.

The old director had said before that his identity was leaked very strangely. He was the most successful spy of the Guardians to infiltrate the M planet. At that time, he proposed to the Guardians to change people just to test. Feng Jian gritted his teeth and said, "The old director originally suspected that he was betrayed by his direct superior, so he knew that he would not survive no matter what. The purpose of spreading the news was to protect us downlines and prevent us from dying." "

Yu Rong's face was stern. It was not unjust to kill the enemy in battle, but it was really hard to guard against being stabbed behind his back. "Is there any evidence?"

Feng Jian shook his head, "It's all speculation, and it's hard to find evidence on this matter. I think there may be evidence on the old director's body, but I'm afraid that the corpse in the funeral home is a trap, just waiting for me to jump into it, so I'm late." I didn't dare to investigate for a long time.

It has been four days since the old director passed away, and there will be no evidence if it continues any longer. That's why I found such a stupid way to get close to you quickly. Other than that, I have no other choice. "

The amount of information was too large, and Yu Rong's mind was a little confused at this time. She then asked, "Then did he say who his immediate superior is?"