A middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face frowned slightly and asked softly.
"Don't ruin something big because of some negligence."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qian, this Song Rui fled to Shouchun with me.
And he has been living and eating together in Shouchun for such a long time. According to my observation, he has no contact with the outside world and can definitely be trusted."
Lao Wang said, patting his chest.
"Well, okay, but it's better to be more cautious."
"clear."
Qian Tu watched Lao Wang go out, sort out the documents on the table, and then gently tap on the table a few times.
Click!
A hidden compartment popped up under the table. Qian Tu took out a booklet and opened it. It was densely packed with personal information.
He directly took out a blank book and copied the list completely on the table, openly and without any panic.
After copying, he put the original roster back into the secret compartment, put the copy into the space device, and took out another object from the space device with his backhand. It was a dark wooden sign as big as a thumb.
Mo-00009!
He closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, held the wooden sign in his hand, and murmured.
"Finally...are you going back?"
........
Qinling Taibai Peak Camp.
"Lord, roster."
Ye Lichou handed the notebook to Fang Fan. Fang Fan looked at him in surprise, took the notebook and flipped through it a few times.
"So complete and so fast?"
"They were unlucky. There happened to be someone who was secretly one of their top executives who could have direct contact and keep the roster. He just made a copy of it and brought it back."
Ye Lichou said with a smile, and the corners of Fang Fan's mouth twitched slightly.
"I remember that none of these shadows have a clear goal. They are all cut off from each other, right?"
"Yes, all the shadows are just defined forces. There is only one other goal. Be yourself and do whatever you want. Don't be deliberate.
So this Director Li is really unlucky. One of his cronies is Xizuo, but it’s a pity that he has to be recalled after being used once.”
Ye Lichou said with some pity.
"It's a pity, but we have to do it.
They have no absolute sense of identity with Ning'an, and they are in a foreign land.
If we don't give them a hope, no one will persevere and no one will work for us sincerely.
If you think about it, if you finish one task and then take on the next, when will it end? You will have to endure hardship and hardship all your life until you die. This will be desperate.
On the contrary, as long as you complete a mission, you can return, escape from danger, and stabilize from then on, which becomes acceptable, and you have the belief to persevere even in dangerous situations."
"Lord, it was precisely because of this that we established a complete and covert intelligence network in a short period of time despite our shallow background and lack of population. I understand the reason, but it's just a pity."
"Well, as long as you understand each other."
Fang Fan nodded.
"Have all these secret agents been safely withdrawn?"
"The few that were activated have escaped safely, and they are all estimated to have returned to Ning'an now.
A few of them just accepted the mission, but they were not discovered or reported, and all of them withdrew, leaving no one behind.
It’s just that the others are okay. Although the money that was brought out of the list is covered up with excuses, as time goes by, there is still the possibility of alerting the snake, so the plan must be implemented immediately.”
Fang Fan looked through the detailed roster. In addition to their names, their strength, positions, and concealed identities were also listed on it. Everything was clear.
"Okay, arrange for people to send them out, but remember, we must remove our presence, and you can't draw the fire to us.
The other thing is to ensure the life safety of every shadow child. Only in this way, those shadow children who are still hidden will not feel cold."
"Understood, we have turned it into an internal strife incident, just like Tang Zhou exposed Zhang Jiao.
Operation code name: Yellow Turban!"
...........
The Small World of the First Emperor's Mausoleum - Inside Yuan Shu's Camp.
"who!"
Yan Xiang let out a low shout and unsheathed the sword at his waist.
"Scout Yan Jian of the seventh battalion meets Master Yan."
A thin young man walked in and bowed his hands.
"You're from the scout camp? Why don't you come here if you're not in the military camp? Go back immediately, otherwise I'll call the military governor and you'll end up in a bad way."
Yan Xiang shouted coldly in a low voice.
"Master Yan, there is no need to be anxious. Just listen to what I have to say. If Master Yan is still indifferent after listening to this, then just accept the punishment."
Yan Jian said with a smile, but Yan Xiang didn't reply, which made him continue.
"I wonder if Mr. Yan has felt more and more powerless recently?
The Lord is becoming more and more distant from you and becoming closer to another modern person."
"You are also a modern person, right?"
Yan Xiang sneered.
"Yes, but please, Mr. Yan, listen to what I have to say before making a conclusion."
Yan Jian said without denying it.
"If you say this is just a coincidence, then what if the lord's trusted generals made mistakes and were transferred from the central government, or even died in Ning'an or in accidents?
Master Yan, don’t you think this is too much of a coincidence?”
When Yan Xiang heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank, a cold light emitted from them, and he shouted in a low voice.
"What on earth do you want to express!"
Yan Jian smiled when he saw this.
"It seems that Lord Yan is already interested in hearing what I have to say.
But, do we have to stand and chat like this?
Is this how Master Yan treats guests?"
bass!
Yan Xiang sheathed his long sword and sat in front of several desks. Seeing this, Yan Jian took advantage of the situation and sat opposite Yan Xiang.
Yan Jian sat down without saying a word and took out a piece of paper from his arms with the names and information of more than ten or twenty people on it.
Yan Xiang took a look at the list and immediately caught something in his heart. He raised his head and stared at Yan Jian closely.
"Surely these people, Master Yan, should be familiar to each other, right?"
Yan Xiang closed his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice.
"These are modern people who have been recently enabled and promoted."
"What if I say they are all in the same group? What if I say they have taken control of Shouchun's people's livelihood, have taken control of Shouchun's grassroots, and have even begun to slowly take control of Shouchun's army?"
Yan Jian's words made Yan Xiang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing to the bone, and the eyes looking at Yan Xiang became even colder.
"Then who are you?"
"Me? I was one of them, every second before."
Yan Jian shrugged and said.
"what about now?"
"Master Yan, can't you see? I have come to join you, to join the Lord.
This list is my certificate of nomination."
"what do you want?"
After Yan Xiang finished speaking, Yan Jian became serious, straightened his back, looked directly at Yan Xiang, and spoke word by word.
"I want glory and wealth, I want power, I want to control my own destiny!"
