"Liu-san, when it's just the two of us, can you call me Guangzi?"

Sato Mitsuko pouted her rosy lips.

If Reiko Ozawa is like a female college student who reveals her clear stupidity all the time.

Then Mitsuko Sato is like a sexy little wild cat who often likes to sneak out of the house and eat secretly.

She looked back coquettishly: "No? Why didn't I notice it! Liu Sang, are you lying to me?"

Liu Long thought about it and felt that the information about gold was of great importance and must not be taken lightly.

He wanted to meet Lao Zhao and pass on the message personally, and there could be no room for error.

But during this period of time, it was found that the secret service department's spies were in the office. Even if they went out to pee, they would ask "What kind of work are you doing?"

After leaving the police station, there are still followers.

Right now, seeing Lao Zhao has become a very difficult thing.

I have to find a way to use Sato Mitsuko's identity to make a fuss...

Liu Long smiled and said, "Madam, your sensitivity is too poor..."

Mitsuko Sato misunderstood and said in Japanese with resentment: "Yiu-san, do you dislike me because I am old and not flexible enough..."

"No, ma'am!" Liu Long was sweating coldly, thinking that you can even think of such a thing, ma'am, you are really unrestrained...

"Madam, did you notice the black Ford behind us?" Liu Long asked directly.

Sato Mitsuko then noticed: "Oh, now that you mention it, I think I saw this car outside the cheongsam shop."

Sato Mitsuko was angry: "Did Satoda send them to follow you? Stop the car, I'm going to scold them!"

"No, it's our police department that has started an internal investigation. It should be the same for everyone."

Only then did Sato Mitsuko breathe a sigh of relief.

Liu Long: Madam, you don’t want the colonel to find out about this, do you?

"What should I do? I really miss Liu Sang's chest..."

Liu Long said quickly: "Some other day, some other day... Do you still remember that hot spring?"

Sato Mitsuko's resentful face finally smiled: "Oh, it turns out that Liu Sang likes it there. The day after tomorrow night, there will be a high-level social gathering in Xinjing. Sato will definitely be drunk by then. I can use the excuse of wanting to take a hot spring bath, and then I can go with you, Liu Sang..."

The word "private meeting" was not uttered.

But Sato Mitsuko's almond-shaped eyes were already watery.

"Hi! Thank you for your kindness, madam! Madam, please sit down. Hey, hey, don't do this..."

Liu Long was serious and didn't dare to look directly at Guangzi.

After sending Sato Mitsuko home, Liu Long arrived home at eleven o'clock.

Sure enough, after notifying Lao Zhao, the peddler who sold cigarettes on this street at 11 o'clock every day disappeared.

They must have been evacuated temporarily.

Maybe we will never meet again. Who knows.

This is the fate of an agent. People you know will disappear from your life little by little.

Maybe when you are dying, you won’t even know their names.

But they all have a common name: comrade.

That young man might have gone to the base in the northwest, or maybe joined the army and went to the battlefield to fight the Japanese with real guns and swords.

Maybe I have completed this golden mission, so I should go too, right?

Lao Zhao had promised him before that he would find a good time to let him return to the organization.

Liu Long was holding some snacks and taking out the key to open the door.

My heart skipped a beat.

I found that the toothpick stuck on my door had fallen into the snow on the ground.

Every day when Liu Long went out, he would put a small toothpick in the crack of the door. If someone entered his house, the tightly stuck toothpick would fall off.

Looking at the black Ford sedan that stopped not far behind him, Liu Long opened the door calmly.

She took off the delicate calfskin gloves on her hands and walked in quietly.

There was no one there, and it looked like the person had already left.

Liu Long looked at the cabinet and the table. They were very clean, without any trace left.

"Sure, you're quite skillful..."

My house was robbed.

Fortunately, Liu Long has a powerful system, so he never has to leave anything he remembers at home.

I also don’t have the habit of leaving any information or items that could threaten me at home.

Is it the secret service department?

That shouldn’t be the case. The Secret Service Department probably hasn’t discovered anything wrong with them yet, so there’s no need to be so careful when searching their home.

If the Secret Service wants to check his house, does it have to be so sneaky?

Liu Long lit a cigarette and suddenly thought of someone.

I picked up an antique telephone from the Republic of China era and dialed a few numbers.

No one answered.

Liu Long thought for a while and called again. This time the call went through and he said with a grin, "Hello, what are you doing, Miss Wang? Why didn't you answer the phone just now?"

"Oh, I was taking a shower and didn't hear it. What happened?"

Wang Yuyan took the initiative to tease him, "Is it because Section Chief Liu feels lonely at night and misses me?"

I want to, of course I don't want to." Liu Long smiled and said, "I just want to ask you if you are still scared today, do you want me to accompany Miss Wang?"

"Hehe, if Section Chief Liu insists on coming, I would be embarrassed to refuse."

Wang Yuyan's Tai Chi is so awesome...

Liu Long smiled and said, "I called just to show my concern for Miss Wang. I'm glad Miss Wang is okay. It's not peaceful tonight. Don't run around..."

Hearing that Liu Long seemed to have something else in his words, Wang Yuyan smiled and said, "Yes, it's so cold outside now, I'm afraid some mice will freeze to death, what should I do?"

Liu Long felt a chill in his heart, thinking that talking to Wang Yuyan was like giving a secret code.

You come and I go, it's exciting...

"There are no mice outside in the winter, Miss Wang, you are joking!"

"I'd really like to go to your house and see if your cat can do somersaults?" Wang Yuyan couldn't stop laughing on the other end of the phone.

Liu Long chatted for a while and hung up the phone.

Tom and Jerry...

The most likely person to come and steal the house today is Wang Yuyan.

If it was Wang Yuyan, now everyone in the police department is being followed by spies, she not only found a way to get rid of the spies, but also found time to search her own home, so she must be quite skilled...

Who is she?

The next morning, Liu Long brought the souvenir cakes that Mrs. Ozawa had sent him last night.

"Hey, Boss, what did you mention?"

"Hey, didn't you go buy furniture for Director Ozawa yesterday? These are Japanese souvenirs from Mrs. Ozawa."

Liu Long automatically passed by the secret service agent sitting at the door and said with a smile: "Come on, put down your work and come over to have a taste."

It is a box of exquisite Japanese sweets.

"Oh my god, this is great! Japanese fruit!"

"It's quite delicious. It's filled with fruit pulp."

"If it's delicious, share it! I tried it yesterday!" Liu Long smiled.

The spy from the Secret Service Department was obviously a little envious. He was envious that Director Ozawa had only been in office for two days, but Liu Long from the General Affairs Department had even gotten a gift.

Watching everyone eating, he could only swallow his saliva helplessly.

Liu Long was delighted and thought, "Damn it, I'm so jealous of you."

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