The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The Tu-220 passenger plane itself can carry 114 passengers, but the number of people on board is sparse, not many.

The five-person inspection team may have been woken up urgently in the early morning to set off. At this time, only two people were still talking, and the remaining three people had already begun to catch up on their sleep. Maybe they were older.

Seeing Li Feng stuffing his passport into his pocket and holding the letter in his hand, Lao Ge, who was sitting next to him, unbuckled his seat belt after the plane entered the stratosphere and went to the toilet consciously.

Li Feng, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep, opened his eyes at this moment, turned his back to the porthole, and opened the letter.

"Li Feng, Deputy Director Li: Aren't you going to see the paper tigers and their dire straits? Then I'll give you this opportunity to follow the inspection team to see the outside world. However, things should be done with a beginning and an end. The ugly words are ahead, so don't He took this opportunity to defect and run away!"

The first sentence made Li Feng rub the bridge of his nose in laughter. When did Lao Zheng do this? Who did he learn this from? He said it as a joke, but he took it seriously.

It's not even a joke. Is this a warning to myself? Li Hui, Liu Yin, and Li Nan have their weaknesses at home. They have all become deputy factory directors, and are only one step away from the factory directors. As for what, decades later I have seen the dazzling world, and I will be fascinated by the present. It is impossible, absolutely impossible.

"I know you want to deny it, but I still want to solemnly remind you that unless the situation is truly urgent, your level will not be raised one level. You must withstand the test of the colorful world, do not do anything that is unworthy of the country and the people, and everything must be done in the name of the country. The benefits are huge!”

It felt like there was a bug in his stomach. What Li Feng wanted to say was guessed by this inconspicuous webmaster.

Lao Zheng was also standing by the window of the office at this time, with his hands behind his back and his head raised, looking westward, as if he wanted to watch the departing plane in the blue sky, still mumbling to himself.

Can he trust Li Feng? He must be trustworthy. If he doesn't trust, he won't send Li Feng to lead the team to Gaul. He has experienced the risk of life in arresting parachuting pilots. He has passed the organizational test. This is a person who will risk his life if he looks cheap. Hard-working guy, if faith has numbers, then Li Feng is full of them.

Faced with the huge amount of property Li Huaide had secretly collected, more than 9 yuan, he did not have the slightest idea of ​​corruption. After he was released from prison, he directly informed the security and finance of the steel rolling mill. If there was a value for purity, Li Feng was once again full.

A young comrade who has red beliefs and is not greedy for money. If you don't believe it, no one can believe it.

If Li Feng knew what Lao Zheng was thinking, I wonder if he would have said that classic sentence.

"Don't tell me, I'm pretty good at judging people!"

That boy knew the priorities of the matter better than anyone else. Each of his cunning tricks became more and more effective. As his opponent, the only thing he should worry about was his opponent.

In particular, Lao Zheng returned the favor. The hanging carrot was finally fed into the donkey's mouth. He was promoted to a division-level cadre and blocked the kid's grinning mouth. The rest , it’s just grinding.

Li Feng has not received relevant military training, which can be seen as a good thing at this time.

There are no calluses on my hands, and my body doesn’t have the unique “smell” of this industry. Everything I do depends on my brain, and my hands are relaxed and relaxed, which is completely enough.

Who would have thought that such a young man would be a special agent, and he has not received relevant training. Lao Zheng did not play according to common sense at all. Hey, he only played this card and did the opposite. If anything happened, Harvest yet.

Li Feng, who was sitting on the plane, had already finished reading the letter. Fortunately, the more unpleasant things were written at the front, and the whole story was explained to Li Feng in detail at the back.

Finally, he reminded Li Feng that it would be better to retrieve it, and there was no need to feel too uncomfortable if he couldn't retrieve it. He had arranged for the agency to recall it as much as possible and draw it backwards through the drawings.

No, this trip is purely for inspecting Gaul, getting a thorough understanding of the environment, paying more attention to the dust under the tower that has not been swept away, observing more, and writing a summary report after returning.

Sure enough, no matter how high the level is, you still have to face the assessment of the next higher level, and you can't go anywhere.

Li Feng understands what dust is. He really remembers this. He remembers watching the news and holding hands with Gao Lu for many years. Counting it all, it is almost the end of the year, and it will almost be like next year. It should be said Not to mention, even if Lao Zheng didn't explain these things, Li Feng himself would have guessed.

The old will not go, and the new will not come.

I'm afraid this is also the reason for giving myself this special passport. If unexpected problems arise, at least if I secretly have an affair with two families, I won't do anything to myself. After all, I have immunity. This is what this red book is about. The reason why it is so heavy.

Lao Zheng must have put in a lot of effort to keep himself safe.

Indeed, afterwards, Zheng Chaoyang took a bottle of Maozi and shared half a bottle with the old leader, and then the matter was settled. Of course, this is a story later.

The propeller of the plane made a dull sound. After reading the letter, Li Feng looked at Lao Ge who opened the curtain and walked out with water drops, silently crumpled the letter into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing it patiently, the smell of pen and ink in his mouth hit Tianling Gai, almost making Li Feng roll his eyes.

"Are you hungry now?"

Lao Ge, who returned to his seat, also knew that Li Feng had finished reading the letter, but he was a little confused. Ink was dripping from the corners of his mouth when he chewed it. Did he go too far?

"Didn't you hear that you have to eat this thing like this?"

Li Feng, who was really chewing hard, couldn't help but spit out the paper ball. It was even harder to swallow than betel nut residue. He rubbed his throat with his fingers and Li Feng replied straightforwardly.

Lao Ge nodded his head in deep agreement and said that this was indeed the truth. This thing cannot be shown to others, but he was obviously holding back a smile.

"Well, maybe you can go to the toilet at this time. As soon as the water flushes, the ink will be stained. If you rub it, nothing will be left. You can...!"

The palms on both sides seemed to be pinching something. Pulling from left to right, Lao Ge made a tearing motion for Li Feng, and then he saw this young layman.

His whole face turned black.

"You can't tell anyone about this~!"

Li Feng returned to his seat, poked Lao Ge beside him, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice. "How can it be possible? Who am I? My mouth seems to be sewn shut. What will I do next~!"

Lao Ge patted his chest and made a zipper movement from left to right. Time was urgent, and Lao Zheng didn't explain much. He asked him to follow Li Feng's arrangements after getting off the plane. Now that the young man has read the certificate, it's time Asked.

Now Li Feng became cautious and glanced at Lao Ge. This guy was dishonest and wanted to trick him. Then he pulled out the pen from his chest and scrawled something on the back of the envelope. This thing is something that you don’t want to just say, who knows? What's in the cabin?

"Yo~!"

Seeing that Li Feng had finally regained his cleverness and learned to be wary of the environment, Lao Ge quickly gave a thumbs up, showing that he had the "flavor" of one of his own.

"You have to eat it. If you don't eat it, I won't believe your mouth, but you still have stitches on it. Even the stitches can be removed~!"

After seeing Li Feng's action plan clearly, Lao Ge took a breath of cold air. This thing, the real Sirius came down to earth and killed people.

As for Li Feng asking him to eat, he actually swallowed it in three mouthfuls and two at a time, without being as embarrassed as Li Feng.

"Jiutong, I didn't bring this thing~~!"

After paying attention to his surroundings and scratching his scalp, Lao Ge made an "eight" sign with his right hand and explained to Li Feng, his expression slightly stiff, whether the plan needed to be changed.

"You didn't bring it with you, but I did. I saw a few of them walking sideways, and even they were empty-handed when they went on a long trip~!"

Glancing at Lao Ge with disdain, Li Feng was really convinced. It was obvious that the investigation department VS Ferbole and even the C.I.A. (I didn't know that MI[-] was also involved), how dare these guys dare to go empty-handed. , send it over to improve the opponent's record?

After speaking, Li Feng inadvertently stretched out his lower abdomen. Lao Ge beside him was really surprised. He looked at Li Feng's abdomen with a look of horror in his eyes and swallowed hard.

"You need to be inspected to pass the customs ~ you...!"

"What am I? If they can check it out, I will fucking eat it~!"

After roughly guessing where Li Feng was hiding, Lao Ge's facial expression was really unbearable at this time, and his face was extremely distorted. He didn't know if the customs over there would find out. If they found out, it would be in public. , how embarrassing that would be.

Li Feng's lifelong reputation really shattered into shards of glass in Lao Ge's heart.

……

It was a hazy night on the banks of the Rhine River, and Mr. James Bond was standing in an open-air bar on the bank. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the flies with oiled hair would slip on them.

At this time, there was a blond Persian cat wearing a dark black evening dress standing next to him. He outlined the S-shaped line vividly. The white car lights shone the Rhine with sparkling light. He held a goblet with his slender fingers and swayed it. With the golden wine, the fragrant aroma gradually makes people intoxicated.

"Ms. Krall, your eyes are more beautiful than the stars in the sky. I feel like my heart may be melted~!"

Britain's most affectionate outlet is an article, full of details, the kind that an honest person would have to take notes to write down. The moment the other person lowered her head and smiled charmingly, he tried to wrap his arms around her waist with his right hand, but was cleverly dodged by the Persian cat. open.

The old scumbag is actually very dedicated. He always likes long hair and big waves. After decades of working in the industry, he has been walking among flowers without a leaf touching his body. It can be said that he is really training horse (riding) skills while You can also select representatives who will complete the tasks.

Unfortunately, I seem to have hit a hard nut tonight.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Bond. You are a very gentleman, but I'm afraid my husband doesn't want to see this~!"

The Persian cat showed an attitude of refusing to welcome, and traced his fingers along Mr. Bond's shirt from his neck to his chest. Before Bond could hold it, he quickly brought it back to his mouth and chuckled.

For a moment, the old scumbag's eyes suddenly lit up. Things seemed to be getting more and more interesting. He was quite confident in his masculine charm. This time, he actually met his opponent.

However, when he felt the vibration from his watch, it reminded him that someone wanted to contact him.

"Only when I get along with you can I truly feel happy. I will always wait for you, madam. Time flies with you!"

He casually picked up the martini from the bartender's tray and saluted the Persian cat, winking at the same time. It can be said that all the regrets were left in his body movements, full of sexual tension.

After the two separated, Bond found the car he was driving. After getting in, he picked up the microphone hidden next to the steering wheel and started communicating with the other party.

Ms. Klar, with her dark red lips holding a slender cigarette, watched from a distance as Bond got in the car and left, then slowly walked towards the wine cellar of the bar.

"How could the people from Fobole take the opportunity to come here at the same time? Not to mention the damn vacation, they actually got together with the people from MI[-]. They crossed the line. This is our job!"

In the wine cellar, the person in charge with headphones standing in front of the monitoring machine pulled off the headphones on his head with a sullen face and said angrily to the lady who came in.

"BOSS~!"

The lady who had just been going back and forth with the scumbag just now looked a little hesitant. The thing she was afraid of might not be the MI[-] that the boss wanted to deal with, but the guard dog that ran out of the yard.

"This is not the first time, Tina, we must find out. This time, we must teach them a painful lesson. The territory outside belongs to us. That guy has been sitting in the F.B.I position for too long...!"

The person in charge of c.i.a’s Europa section solemnly reminded the lady in front of him.

On the rooftop in the distance, special agents sent by the Seventh Bureau of the Gallic General Administration of External Security and the "Swimming Pool" set up binoculars and stared at the brightly lit riverside bar. (End of chapter)