Spy Family

Chen Manchi chose a bedroom and carried the boxes in to pack.

The living room was too small, so Lu Linbei invited Professor Qiao into another bedroom. From here, he could see the river and a corner of the garbage island.

The bedroom is not big, with one bed taking up nearly half of the area. Professor Qiao lowered his lips and said, It's so small that you can actually find a woman to live with you. If I were still a psychiatrist, I could prescribe one for you right now. 'Back to normal' diagnostic proof.

You have never been a real psychiatrist. Lu Linbei pointed out this fact.

Well, I don't have a professional qualification certificate, but I have a 'privilege of power'. It's Mei Runheng, your old director. He died and I lost my job.

It turns out that Professor Qiao still remembers the death of the old director.

Of course I remember. I attended the funeral. Do you think I have memory problems?

You said you were here to deliver a message for the old director.

Isn't it okay to say something you said before you were alive?

It's been almost a month since the old director passed away.

I know. Professor Qiao was a little impatient. He walked to the window and looked out, You are facing one of the most broken scenes of Zhai Jing here.

I know.

Professor Qiao turned around, That woman...

Chen Manchi just walked over and stood at the door and said, I'm going to buy some food. Do you two need it?

Lu Linbei shook his head, I don't need it, Professor Qiao will leave soon.

Chen slowly turned and left.

Professor Qiao said: She is a bit strange, but she matches you very well.

Let's get down to business.

Actually, it's not serious business. When Mei Runheng just passed away, I hesitated whether to say it or not, and then I forgot about it. It wasn't until the funeral that I remembered it again. I looked for you but couldn't find you. Did you attend the funeral?

Well, I stand with the family.

No wonder, you all wear the same clothes, it's hard to identify. In short, I think Mei Runheng is also a contemporary figure. He helped me a lot, but he didn't ask for much in return. I should fulfill his last wish. I can't say It’s a last wish, it can be considered an unfinished task.”

The old director has a task for me? Lu Linbei was deeply doubtful.

To be precise, the old director has a task, and I decided to give it to you. He didn't object.

Why... please continue. Lu Linbei didn't intend to ask any more questions.

That's right, Mei Runheng is your old director, majestic, sensible, and omnipotent. In the eyes of us old classmates, he is a smart and smooth bureaucrat who sometimes bypasses the administrative system of the Emergency Department. There are not many tasks, just occasionally. Doing so has two advantages: first, it can avoid possible traitors, and second, it can put him in a detached position. Success means that he has thought carefully. Failure, there is no written document to prove it. He ordered.

There is indeed a traitor in the Emergency Department. Lu Linbei did not want to discuss the second benefit.

Yes, it's the people around Mei Runheng. It's ironic enough. I can understand why he died so suddenly. Professor Qiao actually laughed, as if this was an interesting thing, In these years, , I helped him a few times.

For example, let me go to the spaceship to be interrogated. Lu Linbei said coldly.

Yes, it's a little trick. At that time, the Star Alliance put you on the list. However, the Joint Committee did not want to be regarded as soft by the residents of this planet, so everyone on the list was required to 'volunteer' to come on board. Mei Runheng designed the plan, and I will execute it. Part of it, but with a little modification, it was quite successful. You didn't have any doubts until you boarded the ship, right? Professor Qiao showed a hint of pride.

No, how could I see through the plan specially set up by Professor Qiao and the old director?

Professor Qiao didn't care about the sarcasm in the conversation. He smiled and seemed to be lost in memories.

Professor Qiao? Lu Linbei had to call him.

Oh. Not long after that, Mei Runheng asked me to help again. It was still a small favor, so I accepted it. But just after I started, he left first. I kept thinking whether I should continue this favor...

Let's start with this? Professor Qiao isn't talking about Professor Mao, right? Lu Linbei already understood.

Isn't it him? Have you guessed it?

Lu Linbei shook his head.

I don't think you are that smart. Have I told you that Mao Kongshan was invited to join the Earth Journey to explore the mystery of the destruction of ancient mankind?

Said.

Mei Runheng was very interested in this matter and made an agreement with Mao Kongshan to ask him to write a record of what he saw and heard during the trip and send it to him every day. Mei Runheng is an old slippery man and does not want to establish direct contact with Mao Kongshan. So a middleman is needed.”

I think Professor Qiao is quite suitable. Lu Linbei interjected.

Mei Runheng thought so too. I refused because I'm not one of your people. I can easily get into trouble if I don't do well.

So Professor Qiao passed on the 'trouble' to others.

You are an expert. Although you are a newcomer and still have a few flaws, you are still an expert. You are much better than me at this kind of thing.

Looking at the sociology professor posing as a psychiatrist, Lu Linbei was speechless.

And you also have an identity to cover: Mao Kongshan is studying family history, and you happen to be his ideal research object. Professor Mao is very interested in your experience. It was a pity that he didn't have time to talk about it in detail last time, so he is willing to tell you The only condition for you to send your travel records is that you must reply to the letter and answer...

Wait a minute.

how?

Let's not talk about whether I accept the task or not - the old director has passed away. Who will I give it to after I get the record?

This is an internal matter of your emergency department. How did I know? Professor Qiao looked surprised. Mei Runheng asked me to do a favor, and I did. That's it. From now on, this matter has nothing to do with me. relation.

It has nothing to do with me. I don't accept the task, if this can be regarded as a task. You said that this will be a trouble. The old director is dead and the purpose is not clear. There is still trouble within trouble, so I don't accept it. I have enough troubles on my own. If you feel uneasy, go find someone else.

I have nothing to worry about. It's impossible to find someone else. I told Mao Kongshan your email address. He should have sent the first letter. Didn't you receive it?

What email?

Didn't you have a character in the old game Home Star Territory? Of course you have a mailbox.

how do you know……

Find someone for help. Since he can find out your rental information, he can also find out the role you registered with your real identity. You are a spy, so you won't be surprised by this kind of thing, right?

My level is low and I have no access to hacking technology. Lu Linbei really doubted whether the other party could hear even the slightest bit of sarcasm.

Sure enough, Professor Qiao showed a smile of deep understanding, After receiving the letter, give it to whoever you like. Having said that, Home Star Territory is really a very old game. Unexpectedly There are still young people playing. I think back then, dozens of our classmates, from different departments, studied this game from all angles, trying to crack its core code and become the masters of the game once and for all. In the end, we failed. That was us The biggest failure of my life.”

it's a pity.

Hey, it's just a game. I've even forgotten my game account. It seems you don't plan to treat me to dinner, and I don't plan to treat you, so bye. Professor Qiao stretched out his hand.

Lu Linbei waited for a while, then reluctantly extended his hand, I don't accept the mission.

As you wish, my mission ends here. Professor Qiao suddenly lowered his head and shouted: Mei Runheng, I don't owe you! Then he explained in a normal voice: He must be in hell.

When they came to the corridor, Professor Qiao said again: This girl is nice. She looks like she can make people heartbroken after a breakup. So - if you break up and you don't think it's... too good, you can ask me to give you a free gift. Treatment, my contact details and address…”

Lu Linbei closed the door, but still heard the voices outside, Maybe you ask Mao Kongshan, he knows how to contact me...

Probably to avoid suspicion, Chen Manchi never came back. Lu Linbei sat there for a while and couldn't help but be curious, so he entered the game through the chip in his body.

The chip inside the body has no picture and can only hear some data and issue some basic instructions.

The territory in the game had actually been upgraded. He quickly understood that it must be Lu Yezhou who was secretly playing the game and earning experience points with his subordinate territory warriors.

Now that he has entered the game, Lu Linbei first performs some necessary operations before entering his mailbox.

The mailbox is private and cannot be accessed by superior lords. There are many letters accumulated in it, most of which are advertisements, recruitment and other useless information. There is not a single secret message from the Emergency Department.

Professor Mao Kongshan Mao’s letter is among them, with his identity directly indicated in the title.

The content of the letter is very simple. It starts with a schedule. Professor Mao will board the ground-to-space spacecraft in a week, go to the space station to transfer to the spacecraft, meet up with other experts at the Longitude and Latitude transportation station, and sail to the earth together.

At the end of the letter, Professor Mao made a small request, hoping that Lu Linbei could recall his childhood experiences, organize them into words and send them to him, regardless of the content or length, just remember some...

The life experience of an interstellar orphan on a farm would certainly not involve any secrets, but Lu Linbei didn't want to write a word about it.

As for Mao Kongshan's journey to the earth, he could write it if he wanted to. Lu Linbei would not stop it, nor would he pass it on to anyone.

After death, the tea is cool, and the old director's plan has no value at all.

In order to survive the crisis, Lu Linbei has caused a lot of trouble for himself and his companions. As his third uncle said, now is the time to hide your capabilities, bide your time and act with caution.

Lu Linbei took a car to Mei Qianzhong's residence and arrived shortly after six o'clock.

Lu Yezhou was alone, eating takeout, which was quite sumptuous. He set up a table and warmly invited Lu Linbei to join him, I now understand what 'funding' means, which means it is often wasted. It's better to use it on myself. 'Waste' some.

Lu Linbei ate with him for a while, then said goodbye and left, I have to clean up the house and debug the equipment.

Everything is ready, including a secret message sending and receiving device, a microcomputer, a pistol and ten rounds of ammunition, a micro-drone and supporting equipment, and several documents placed in paper bags.

Everything is sorted and packed in the same box.

This is like truly entering the industry. Lu Yezhou sighed, pointing to the secret message sending and receiving equipment, The old man asked me to remind you that this thing is the most important, although it is unlikely, but in case of an accident, it must be destroyed. We have all learned the method.”

certainly.

Don't let others touch it, and it's best not to even look at it. The scammer will also apply for a car for you and park it downstairs. Your information has been entered and is available at any time.

I won't let anyone else touch it, but please tell the scammer: I've found a roommate.

Who? Lu Yezhou was alert, and then suddenly realized, It's a female fortune teller! I told you why you eat less, because you want to go home to eat with your girlfriend!

Not a girlfriend, just a roommate.

But you promised, and she is an enemy spy... Forget it, let the con man decide. I'd better hurry up and find a girlfriend.

Lu Linbei left with a box of equipment and his own suitcase, but Lu Yezhou refused to see him off.

Downstairs, Lu Linbei searched for a while before confirming which car was his.

It was just half past seven when he got home, and Chen Manchi was still operating in the store. There were several kinds of food on the small table in the living room, as well as a note with a line on it: Wash the dishes after eating.

Lu Linbei sat down and felt like a home here.