spy sea tide life

After sleeping for a whole night, the alarm suddenly rang before seven o'clock.

Yang Denghuan opened his eyes and turned off the alarm.

After sitting up and shaking his head vigorously, Yang Denghuan felt that he was a little more sober.

I drank a little too much last night, and my head still hurts a little now.

Yang Denghuan put on his clothes, got out of bed, washed his face with cold water, and only then did he feel better.

I had originally planned to meet with Aya yesterday to exchange ideas about the past two days, but due to time constraints, I was unable to meet her.

So, Yang Denghuan decided to stop Aya on her way to work this morning.

It would be best if we could meet today. There are some situations that Yang Denghuan needs to inform Aiya, and there are some situations that Yang Denghuan needs to confirm through Aiya.

That's why Yang Denghuan set the alarm to six fifty.

Under normal circumstances, it only takes fifteen minutes to drive from my home to the intersection where Aiya works, and Aiya’s work time is basically no earlier than 7:30.

I woke up at 6:50, which was just the right time.

After washing his face, Yang Denghuan felt that his drowsy state had improved a little. He took his clothes from the chair, put them on, and left the house.

There were few cars or people on the road, and even if there were one or two people, they were walking in a hurry.

After passing several intersections, Yang Denghuan finally arrived at the intersection where Aiya had to take the route to work and stopped the car.

Yang Denghuan had no idea what means of transportation Aya used to go to work, so after parking the car, he got out, stood beside the car, and looked in the direction of Aya's home.

In this state, Aya should be able to see it at a glance, right? Unless she doesn't pass by here.

Aya should not have moved. As the director of the General Police Department of the Political Affairs Committee, how could Ai Zhenglun move so casually?

Therefore, there is a high probability that I can wait for Aya on this road.

It was a bit cold in Beijing when Yang Denghuan got up early. He pulled the collar of his windbreaker inwards as if that could drive away the chill.

"Soybean juice... is boiling..."

Not far away, there was a breakfast stall where a couple was selling their wares. The aroma of fried dough sticks wafted over from time to time, making Yang Denghuan a little hungry.

Yesterday, Qian Rufa, Huang Tianhe and I drank too much and didn't eat any staple food. Now my stomach is completely empty. When I heard the hawking sounds and smelled the aroma of fried dough sticks, Yang Denghuan couldn't help but feel hungry.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and there were also more and more rickshaws and cars on the road. Yang Denghuan stood next to the cars, staring at the direction from which Aya came without blinking, and glancing at his watch from time to time.

The time has already reached half past seven, which is the time when Aya is most likely to appear. We must not miss it.

Not far away, a car slowly drove over.

Aya sat in the driver's seat, looking left and right in the rearview mirror from time to time.

It is rush hour now, and there are many vehicles on the road. Aya is even more alert.

It's time to contact Yang Denghuan in the next two days and exchange ideas.

Yesterday, Doctor Li called himself to the hospital and formally informed himself that he had reported it to his superiors, and with their approval, the operation continued.

As before, Dr. Li was mainly responsible for all operations and provided assistance.

Another thing is that the relationship between Aya and Yang Denghuan is best maintained in the form of a fake marriage.

Moreover, Doctor Li also informed Ai Ya that comrades from the Enemy Work Department had contacted Zhou Guangyuan yesterday, and everything is going well.

smoothly?

Aya couldn't help but shook her head and smiled bitterly.

If everything went well, how did Zhao Quanfeng die?

It seems that it is time to contact Yang Denghuan. There are some things that Yang Denghuan must know clearly!
Aya was thinking while driving, and suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Yang Denghuan!
Isn't that man standing next to the car at the intersection Yang Denghuan? !

Aya seemed to not believe her eyes. She wiped them hard a few times and looked again.

This time it was very clear that the silly man was none other than Yang Denghuan!
Why was he here at this time? Was he here to find me?
Aya was a little puzzled, and after passing the intersection she slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

A car slowly stopped by the roadside, which did not escape Yang Denghuan's eyes. He turned around and looked over with a look of expectation on his face.

Aya pushed the door and got out of the car. Yang Denghuan saw Aya at a glance and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Hard work pays off! Aya finally showed up.

"Are you waiting for me?" Aya lifted her hair and asked with a smile.

Yang Denghuan glanced around, then walked over with a smile and said, "That's right. I didn't want to go to your house, so I came up with this idea."

"Is there something wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Aya asked with a frown.

Yang Denghuan looked around, pulled Aiya's right hand, and said with a smile: "There is a shop selling breakfast over there. I have been craving for it for a long time, but I dare not go over. Let's go and try it!"

As he spoke, Yang Denghuan pulled Aya towards the snack stand.

The snack stand was doing good business, and the several tables under the cloth tent were almost full.

"You go and take a seat, I'll go buy something." Yang Deng pushed Aya with a smile and said.

The two men were dressed elegantly, and their expressions showed the dignity of those in a superior position. The people around them felt ashamed and quickly made room for them to sit at the table.

After a while, Yang Denghuan brought over tofu pudding and fried dough sticks, put them on the table and said with a smile: "Tofu pudding and fried dough sticks! I love to eat this, I have loved it since I was a child, you can try it too."

"Shouldn't we have some soybean milk? I just heard someone shouting 'The soybean milk is boiling...' There are also fried dough sticks and spicy cabbage..." Aya said with a smile.

"Do you want to eat it? If you do, I'll buy you some." Yang Denghuan said as he put tofu pudding and fried dough sticks on the table.

"Don't go. I was just kidding you! I can't stand that drink. It's sour and has a..." Aya said with a bitter look on her face, which was quite cute.

"Actually, I can't get used to it either. Luzhu is okay, and I like Baodu quite a bit, but I'm really not used to this soy milk." Yang Deng said with a laugh.

Having said that, Yang Denghuan grabbed the chopsticks on the table and handed them to Aya.

"Let's have tofu pudding and fried dough sticks. Everyone can afford it." Yang Denghuan said, picking up a fried dough stick and handing it over.

Ai Ya took it carefully, and Yang Deng said with a smile: "Eat it quickly, it's still hot!"

Ai Ya took a bite of the fried dough sticks, which were still a little hot. She drank another mouthful of tofu pudding, then asked with a smile, "You are waiting for me here so early in the morning, are you just going to treat me to breakfast?"

Yang Denghuan didn't say anything. He drank two sips of tofu pudding and ate a few bites of fried dough sticks. Ai Ya didn't urge him and lowered her head to eat the fried dough sticks.

"There are a few things that need to be confirmed with the organization." Yang Denghuan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he spoke slowly in a low voice.

Ai Ya nodded slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all. "They have already found out about the Desheng Porter Company and Zhao Quanfeng's other alias besides Liu Yong, Shi Yuan." Yang Denghuan said calmly.

Aya's face changed when she heard this, and the joking expression on her face disappeared in an instant.

"Did they find out about Desheng's business as a porter?" Aya's voice trembled a little.

Yang Denghuan nodded and said, "They found the landlord and learned that the landlord told them about the promotion to porter business!"

"The landlord left Lao Zhao the pseudonym Liu Yong." Ai Ya said in a low voice.

"So, they found Shi Yuan through the alias Liu Yong!" Yang Denghuan said in a low voice.

"I really didn't expect that." Aya shook her head.

Yang Denghuan said nothing, ate the fried dough sticks and drank a sip of tofu pudding from time to time.

"I didn't expect the enemy to move so quickly!" Aya said with a frown.

"Didn't the organization ask me to investigate this case?" Yang Denghuan asked with some confusion.

"The organization wants you to find out the cause of Comrade Zhao Quanfeng's murder and who the murderer is!" Aya said in a low voice.

Yang Denghuan sighed and whispered, "When dealing with a case, we first need to find out the source of the corpse. If we cannot determine the identity and social background of the deceased, how can we solve the case?"

"That's too fast! It's only been a few days and they've found Shi Yuan!" Aya said.

"What? What's wrong with this name?" Yang Denghuan asked in surprise.

"Although this name is a pseudonym, Lao Zhao has used it to do a lot of things. I am worried..." Having said this, Aya sighed and stopped.

"Then notify everyone related to this name and ask them to move away!" Yang Denghuan said firmly.

"It's easier said than done! Sometimes we are just afraid of mistakes!" Aya sighed and said again.

"The enemy has found Han Dabin." Yang Denghuan said coldly.

"What? Han Dabin? How do they know Han Dabin?" Aya said in surprise.

"It's still through the landlord." Yang Denghuan said.

"Landlord? There's no way the landlord knows! What's going on?" Aya said in surprise.

Yang Deng laughed, glanced at Aya and said, "But it was precisely this landlord who knew about Han Dabin's existence! Moreover, the Secret Service Department had already sent people to arrest him yesterday!"

Ai Ya let out a long sigh, patted her chest and said, "Fortunately, I had Han Dabin moved after the accident. If he hadn't been moved, the loss would have been too great!"

"Don't let him come back! Let him run away. The Secret Service Department has already noticed him! Although I have provided him with cover, it won't be long before the Secret Service Department will come back to look for him!" Yang Denghuan said in a low voice.

"I understand. I have already arranged for Han Dabin to leave the city! Don't worry about it." Aya nodded.

"It's inconvenient to leave the city. If you have any difficulties, then go out from Xizhimen. I have connections there." Yang Denghuan said in a low voice.

"That's not necessary. We have a way." Aya said with a smile, but there was bitterness in her smile.

Yang Denghuan nodded and stopped dwelling on this topic.

"Don't contact Zhou Guangyuan, the one you mentioned last time..." Yang Denghuan said lightly again.

"You're too late. I was just about to tell you about this." Aya said with a wry smile.

Yang Denghuan was stunned and looked at Aya.

"Just last night, comrades from the Enemy Work Department contacted Zhou Guangyuan and fed back information that this person should be reliable." Aya whispered.

"Reliable? Is this a judgment?" Yang Denghuan asked with a frown.

"The person who had contact with Zhou Guangyuan was a master from the Enemy Work Department. His name was Zheng Sanpo." Aya said in a low voice.

Yang Denghuan said nothing, eating the fried dough sticks slowly, waiting for Aya to continue.

"Zheng Sanpo was ordered to contact Zhou Guangyuan, of course with the intention of testing him. Zheng Sanpo followed Zhou Guangyuan from the entrance of the Health Bureau and followed him all the way to Zhou Guangyuan's home, but Zhou Guangyuan didn't realize he was missing." Aya said in a low voice.

Then, Aya told Yang Denghuan about their meeting that day.

"It may also be that Zhou Guangyuan did it on purpose!" Yang Denghuan thought for a moment, frowned, and said in a low voice, with a rather conflicted look on his face.

If Zhou Guangyuan was an agent, no matter how inferior he was, it would be impossible for him to be followed for several streets without anyone noticing.

Is it true that this Zhou Guangyuan really doesn't have so many suspicious points?
Yang Denghuan was a little hesitant and there was a lot of hesitation in his eyes.

"Zheng Sanpo felt the same as you at the time. Naturally he was a little worried. So he rushed out as a killer. Who knew that the knife was at his throat? Zhou Guangyuan was completely unprepared and didn't even scream." Aya whispered again.

"This..." Yang Denghuan was a little confused.

An agent, facing a sudden danger, wouldn't have no reaction at all? Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?
Is he determined to die? Where can you find such a stubborn agent?
Is Zhou Guangyuan’s identity really that simple?
Yang Denghuan frowned, holding the fried dough stick in his hand, his mind racing as he thought carefully.

"Moreover, Zheng Sanpo tried Zhou Guangyuan several times before he was sure that Zhou Guangyuan knew nothing about Zhao Quanfeng's affairs!" Aya said again.

"If Zhou Guangyuan knows nothing about Zhao Quanfeng's affairs, then who is the murderer?" Yang Denghuan said to himself, looking a little conflicted.

"Why do you always think that Zhou Guangyuan is the murderer?" Aya asked in a low voice.

"The person who benefits the most." Yang Denghuan said casually.

"The person with the greatest benefit? What does that mean?" Aya asked in surprise.

Yang Denghuan shook his head without saying anything. He looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Please ask your superiors to confirm one thing." Yang Denghuan said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Aya asked.

"I'm going to take some action against Zhou Guangyuan." Yang Denghuan said in a low voice.

"No! Absolutely not!" Aya kept trying to stop him.

"Why?" Yang Denghuan asked coldly.

"Superior, the decision has been made to restart the operation. I will be responsible for assisting Doctor Li." Aya sighed and whispered.

"But it's very dangerous now! The Special Agent Department is keeping an eye on this case!" Yang Denghuan said in a low voice, with some anxiety in his words.

"Zhou Guangyuan said the same thing." Aya said suddenly.

"What? Zhou Guangyuan said the same thing?" Yang Denghuan was slightly stunned and asked involuntarily.

Ai Ya looked at Yang Deng Huan and nodded slowly. Yang Deng Huan couldn't help but feel a little moved. (End of this chapter)