My spy diary

Chapter 434 Monitoring (asking for monthly ticket)

Boss: "Girl, do you want some noodles too?"

Chen Kaiyan nodded.

The boss glanced at the winnowing basket beside him and said with embarrassment: "There are not enough noodles. You have to wait a while."

Chen Kaiyan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the young man who looked like a gangster who had just ordered noodles.

The gangster looked at her, stole a glance at Zhang Yi, and immediately became alert and stood up: "Why are you looking at me? Do you know what first come first served means? Ah!"

His movement was so big that the chair legs trembled and made sharp groans, attracting the attention of the diners around him. But before he could stand firmly, Zhang Yi's elbow holding the chopsticks seemed to accidentally hit his knee.

At this moment, the gangster's legs bounced forward uncontrollably, and he staggered. Then he kicked the hand of a coolie who was squatting on the ground in front of him, eating noodles with a bowl. Instantly, with a "bang", the bowl flew out, and the noodle soup splashed everywhere, and the noodles stuck to the gangster's legs.

After the gangster stood firm, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly revealed a fierce look, stared at Zhang Yi fiercely and shouted: "Fuck you!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yi slightly turned sideways and lifted up his collar, revealing a black pistol to the gangster's sight, and the cursing stopped abruptly.

Facing Zhang Yi's stern look, the gangster avoided his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and then fled in a hurry.

After sending the thugs away, Zhang Yi glanced at Chen Kaiyan and said to the boss, "Give her the noodles."

"Oh, oh, okay."

"Thank you, boss." Chen Kaiyan said, and sat down next to Zhang Yi.

"I told you I'd just eat something and go home, but you followed me. That's not good."

"No, no, I didn't. I'm not following you. I just want to see what you like to eat--" Chen Kaiyan waved her hands in panic.

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, just kept looking at her, as if he had seen through her thoughts.

Chen Kaiyan felt a little guilty. She couldn't stand Zhang Yi's gaze and told the truth: "I'm always being stared at by others when I follow you."

"I can't even eat freely." Zhang Yi looked away and buried his head in eating noodles.

Just as Chen Kaiyan was about to say something, a bowl of hot noodles was brought in front of her.

She tucked her long hair behind her ears, ate a few bites politely, then glanced at Zhang Yi secretly and said:

“I didn’t expect it to taste so good.”

Zhang Yi snorted, "Are you used to eating this?"

"I'm used to it. If you like it, I'll learn how to make it from the boss later."

Zhang Yi smiled, glanced at Zheng Huhe who was squatting in the corner drinking noodle soup, and slurped a few mouthfuls: "This is a good idea."

After a pause, he said, "Then what are you waiting for?"

Chen Kaiyan was stunned: "Now?"

"if not?"

Chen Kaiyan hesitated for a while, thinking that Zhang Yi was taking revenge, so she put down her bowl and chopsticks, put on a smiling face, and walked up to the noodle shop owner to ask for advice.

The boss looked puzzled. Judging from the girl's appearance, he didn't think she could cook.

But after Chen Kaiyan handed over a bill, the boss instantly smiled and was finally willing to teach her his specialty - handmade ramen.

The boss took out the proofed dough from the porcelain basin under the counter, rolled it over and over on the chopping board, then grabbed a handful of corn flour with one hand, sprinkled it evenly on the dough, and then folded the dough into several stacks.

He picked up the kitchen knife with both hands and was about to cut the noodles when he heard Chen Kaiyan yell, "Wait a minute."

The boss looked up at her with a puzzled look on his face.

"I want to ask, why did you sprinkle cornmeal just now?"

"I'm afraid it will stick together. If it sticks together, can it still be called noodles?"

Chen Kaiyan nodded and said, "Boss, please move slower. I can't remember if you move too fast."

The boss said as he was pulling the noodles: "The rest is the noodles. If you want it wide, pull it wider. If you want it thin, pull more. There is no skill to this. Practice makes perfect."

The boss demonstrated it several times before Chen Kaiyan finally understood it vaguely.

She was busy learning how to make noodles, and Zhang Yi was also not idle. He placed his left hand on the table, holding a cigarette and puffing out smoke, while his right hand was resting on his leg, tapping quickly out of Chen Kaiyan's sight.

Zheng Huhe, who was squatting in the corner opposite, drank a bowl of noodles and a bowl of noodle soup, burped contentedly, leaned against the wall, took out a newspaper and a pipe from his pocket, rolled a cigarette, and smoked it comfortably, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yi's knocking, responding from time to time.

"Liu Dongfang has betrayed me. I think he confessed something. I have been under increased surveillance."

"I have been informed by my superior that he only knows your code name but not your identity."

"This person must have a lot of secrets and should be eliminated immediately."

"I'm trying to find a solution. Being suspected for a long time is not a solution. The superiors have already made a preliminary plan. If it succeeds, it may solve the problem once and for all."

"What method?"

'All is fair in war.'

Morse code was quickly passed between the two people. After saying the last sentence, Zheng Huhe extinguished the welding smoke at the bottom of his feet, walked out and disappeared into the darkness.

Here, after learning how to make hand-pulled noodles, Chen Kaiyan returned contentedly.

Zhang Yi stood up and said, "Let's go home."

"Ah."

The two of them left the restaurant one after the other and walked home.

After walking for a while, Chen Kaiyan seemed to remember something and immediately quickened his pace to go home first.

So when Zhang Yi got home, the mess on the ground had been cleaned up.

In another room not far from their home, a young female monitor in the Inspectorate's Office was listening attentively and calmly with headphones on.

With the real sound of a door closing, she looked at the male monitor sitting at the table with headphones on and said, "Another one is back."

The two of them hurriedly took out paper and pen to record.

Here, Zhang Yi sat on the sofa, looking down at the medical books he bought today.

A cup of hot tea was between him and Chen Kaiyan, with wisps of steam rising from it.

"What are you looking at?"

"Book."

"Oh." After a moment of silence, she asked again, "Are you always so bored at home?"

"Too much talk will lead to mistakes. I am not a talkative person." Zhang Yi didn't even raise his head.

"When you first met me, you were quite talkative."

"When I first met you, I didn't know you had been waiting for me."

Chen Kaiyan's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect him to say that. She paused, and said with some self-mockery in her tone: "I am a liar. A liar who puts himself in trouble, deceives people all the time, but can't deceive anything. But what can I do? This is the fate of a spy. What to say, what to do, where to come from, where to go, are all beyond my control."

Hearing her so excited, Zhang Yi's hand that was turning the pages of the book suddenly stopped moving.

"I knew someone would approach me, but I didn't know them, so I couldn't say anything. The instructor at the training class told me that no matter when or who you are with, if you make the wrong eye contact, you could die, without even the chance to call for help."

She looked at Zhang Yi and continued, "The first day I met you, I didn't know you were one of us. Isn't this our job, you lie to me and I lie to you?"

Zhang Yi didn't say anything, but there seemed to be some emotion in his eyes.

Chen Kaiyan glanced down at the book in his hand and said, "Qing Nang Hui Chun, this is a medical book, right? Are you sick?"

"No." Zhang Yi said subconsciously.

"We are husband and wife now. If you have any hidden illness, you can tell me the truth." Chen Kaiyan said after thinking for a while.

Hidden disease? What hidden disease? Zhang Yi looked at her strangely and remained silent.

On the other side, the male monitor heard this and hurriedly wrote down the words "hidden illness?" in his notebook. Then he looked at the female monitor with a funny face and asked:

"Is Deputy Director Zhang really ill?"

"What hidden disease?"

"Hey, of course it's that aspect."

Seeing his wretched expression, the female agent understood immediately and spat, "You men only think about things in bed."

"Food, sex, and lust, which man isn't lustful?" The male spy argued confidently. After thinking for a while, he said, "I think this is probably the case. Deputy Director Zhang has never had a woman around him. He doesn't visit prostitutes or brothels. If he is a man, he will become sick if he keeps it up."

The female spy said disdainfully: "That's just keeping oneself clean. Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Tsk." The male spy said with disdain, "That was in the past. What about now? The bride is beautiful and has a good temperament. Deputy Director Zhang has the talent to refuse to accept the flower. Can he really remain calm? He is not Liu Xiahui."

"You are judging others by your own standards," the female spy retorted, "Maybe he has good taste. Besides, in terms of seniority, youth and looks, Deputy Director Zhang ranks at the top of the bureau. I wonder how many girls are secretly attracted to him."

This made the male spy feel a little bit jealous, and he said disdainfully: "What taste? If he can't keep an eye on his wife, he might be cuckolded right away."

The female spy was speechless. After a moment of silence, she said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What's wrong? Let's talk about it in private. He can't hear us. Let's talk about it later." At this point, the male spy saw the female spy tugging his arm and felt strange: "What's wrong?"

The female agent didn't say anything, but just glanced towards the door.

The male agent looked outside the door, hesitantly. Just as he took off his headphones and was about to listen carefully, he saw the door being pushed open and Mao Qiwu walked in with his hands behind his back. The agent's face changed and he stood up hurriedly.

"Director Mao!"

"What are you talking about? You look so happy?" Mao Qiwu had a smile on his face while speaking, but his eyes were clearly cold. He heard the words "green hat" clearly when he was outside the door.

The male spy looked pale and said with trembling teeth, "We are monitoring it. Mrs. Zhang just asked if Deputy Director Zhang had any hidden illness."

"Really?" Mao Qiwu was stunned for a moment, then he walked over to check the monitoring records, put on the headphones himself and listened. He heard Chen Kaiyan's voice coming from the headphones:

"We don't say a single word to each other except asking each other what we want to eat. We are like an old couple who have been together for decades and are tired of each other. Fortunately, we are in the rear area. If we were in the enemy-occupied area, we would have been exposed long ago."

Here, Zhang Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized the problem. After all, only Boss Dai and a few others knew the reason for their marriage. In front of other people, they still had to act well as a harmonious couple.

He looked at Chen Kaiyan, his eyes became a little kinder, and he forced a smile: "I will pay attention."

Then he picked up the book in his hand and took the initiative to explain: "There are some poison formulas in it. I am studying it."

After a pause, he continued, "I don't have any hidden illness. Unlike our Director Mao, he is in poor health and cannot satisfy his wife. As a result, his wife finds a mistress outside without his knowledge."

This sentence was accurately transmitted to the ears of the female spy and Mao Qiwu through the telephone line.

The female spy was confused by this sudden sentence. She trembled all over and dared not look at Mao Qiwu. She took off the headphones on her head with trembling hands.

Mao Qiwu was undoubtedly hurt by these words, but he couldn't get angry immediately. He took off his headphones with a dark face and gritted teeth, left a sentence "continue to monitor", and turned and left.

The male spy heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps fade away. Seeing the pale face of the female spy, he asked depressedly:

"what happened again?"

The female agent didn't want to talk to him and said impatiently: "Shut your mouth, shut up!"

Then she put on her headphones and started monitoring again.

The male spy looked puzzled and also put on headphones.

On this side, hearing what Zhang Yi said, Chen Kaiyan smiled shyly, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

She looked at Zhang Yi, then at the clock on the wall, and said, "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

The next second, she reached out and wanted to put her hand on his. Just when her fingers were about to touch Zhang Yi, he stood up suddenly: "The water is boiling."

On the kitchen stove, the water in the iron kettle was bubbling and making gurgling sounds.

Chen Kaiyan's hand finally touched nothing.

"I'm going to wash up first."

For the next hour, Zhang Yi sat on the sofa and read a book.

On a plate on the coffee table were the midnight snacks that Chen Kaiyan had prepared for him - fried dumplings and a bowl of millet porridge. Next to the millet porridge was a shiny metal spoon.

Zhang Yi raised his eyes and happened to see Chen Kaiyan changing clothes in the bedroom in the image reflected by the spoon.

She had her back to the door, her slender figure looming in the gauze-like light and shadow.

She raised her hands to unbutton her clothes. Her movements were gentle and natural, and the fabric slowly slid down her arms, revealing her fair shoulders.

The reflective surface of the spoon was like a small magic mirror, reflecting the scene in a distorted yet realistic manner.

The image is slightly distorted, but it does not detract from the charming atmosphere.

Then, the woman reached behind her back and unfastened the clasp of her bra. Her long hair swayed gently, like a quiet oil painting.

With her underwear removed, her back lines became clearer and her skin glowed softly in the light.

She leaned slightly sideways, and only half of her pretty face could be seen through the spoon. Her lowered eyes were a little lazy and seemed to contain a bit of resentment.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's blood seemed to stop flowing. He immediately looked away and focused his mind on the book in front of him.

Just then, Chen Kaiyan walked to the door in a sexy nightgown: "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

"You go to sleep first." Zhang Yi avoided the other person's eyes and continued reading.

"Got it." Chen Kaiyan replied coldly, turned back to the bedroom and slammed the door.

Zhang Yi let out a long sigh, closed the book, lay down with his clothes on, turned off the lights in the living room, closed his eyes, and collected his thoughts.

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

(End of this chapter)