Chen Gong patted Jia Xu, and after several pats, seeing that he still didn't respond, he said helplessly.
"Okay, stop pretending, this job isn't too heavy. It's specially assigned to you. I can't do it."
"What? What did you say? I had a lot of work last night and I was tired."
Jia Xu rubbed his eyes and raised his head in confusion.
Chen Gong returned to his seat, rolled his eyes, and threw a document directly onto Jia Xu's desk.
"I know you are tired and have a lot of work recently, but you have to do the intelligence matters yourself, I can't do it."
"Oh oh."
Jia Xu woke up after hearing this and said nothing more, then started reading the documents.
Ning'an's intelligence work, except for the internal supervision of the organizational structure, was handled by Xiao Yuan and him.
Since this document was not sent to Xiao Yuan, but was sent directly to him, it meant that there was really no way to escape.
After reading the entire film file, Jia Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured.
"Pengxuan space winter? Qinglong... wood?"
"Old Chen, you should also take a look."
Jia Xu thought for a while and handed the document to Chen Gong.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Chen Gong asked doubtfully while taking the document.
"My Lord's guess is that there may be something more to Mr. Xuande than we thought."
Chen Gong looked at it and exclaimed slightly.
"Dongtian? Is it still so early?"
"It's just speculation, something based on speculation, without any evidence."
"No, no, no, sometimes a guess can determine a lot of things, like Zhuge Kongming."
"You mean..."
"I have always heard of Zhuge the God, Zhuge Wu, and Zhuge the Wen.
Although it cannot be completely substituted, it can be used as a reference.
It would be false to say that Zhuge Kongming is not good at it.
But for such a top-notch task, don’t you think he is too silent? Isn’t there too little relevant information?
At the beginning, even the small world of the First Emperor's Mausoleum did not show his presence, so what was he doing?"
After hearing this, Jia Xu speculated on Zhuge Liang's psychology, and then nodded in agreement.
"There is indeed something wrong, he should not waste such an important opportunity.
According to normal circumstances, Duke Xuande was regulating the territory and he went out as a minister, but this was completely the opposite.
At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but upon further reflection, there are many doubts.”
Jia Xu analyzed silently.
"If Pengxuan Space Cave Sky or Qinglong Habitat really exists.
There is no doubt that Zhuge Liang must have been responsible for the development and layout of this area during his silence.
If you think about it further, he should be using this place to supplement Zhongshan's heritage, improve its foundation, and once again stand on the same platform as Ning'an.
Only in this way can he put aside his external plans and focus on his internal strength."
"Well, if we extrapolate back from speculation, we can get a similar conclusion.
Perhaps Pengxuan Space Cave Sky and Qinglong Habitat do not exist.
It no longer matters what it is, what matters is that there must be something similar in Zhongshan.
Compared with the previous point, which still needs to be verified, this point is almost certain.”
"Well, let's first check Zhuge Kongming's recent movements and see if he is staying in Zhongshan honestly."
Jia Xu nodded and said.
"Hold on tight, I can't help you with anything.
But if he often appears in Zhongshan and acts like he has never left, then there may be unexpected surprises."
"You mean..."
"It's not impossible. There are alchemists in Zhongshan. This is the basis."
"Indeed, I just need to pay a little more attention to this. The Lord's orders are still based on the habitat of Qinglong and Pengxuan Space Cave.
The lord doesn’t really care about Zhongshan’s details, but in order to verify the previous point, the lord spent a lot of money.”
"Pengxuan Space Cave Sky? Green Dragon's Habitat?"
Chen Gong pondered and heard a strange saying behind him.
"What capital?"
Jia Xu poured out a ring from the document bag. Chen Gong looked at it and realized that it was one of the few space equipment that can be mass-produced in Ning'an. It is a small storage ring that can store about one cubic meter of things. Jia Xu
The blood in question should be inside.
Indeed, Jia Xu activated the ring and took out a broken short spear.
The short spear was ordinary and nothing special, which made Chen Gong a little confused.
"what?"
Jia Xu waved his short spear, smiled at Chen Gong, moved his lips slightly, and uttered two words.
"confidential."
The corners of Chen Gong's eyes twitched suddenly, but when he took a look at the bag containing the space ring, he found that it was indeed black and red, and it was the highest level secret.
"Well, the black and red bags are top-level secrets. Except for the executor, whoever sees it loses his head. Do you want to take a look?
According to what I know about my lord, if someone at our level commits a crime, it won’t cost them their heads.
But judging from the usual situation, it will not be let go easily. It will probably end up being refrigerated and locked in the ravines for the rest of its life.
Well, every festive season, you'll probably be asked to tell them a few words and set some rules.
My lord is almost ruthless and harsh in this area."
The smile on Jia Xu's face gradually changed.
Chen Gong looked at him expressionlessly.
"If you take the initiative to show it to me, you're done. Let's go digging in the ravine together."
"Oh, it's okay, this thing is not included, the important thing is the question you asked.
The answer lies above, do you want to try it?
The kind that will kill you if you try it.”
Jia Xu waved the small envelope in his hand and said with a smile.
"roll."
Chen Gong turned his head expressionlessly, and Jia Xu whistled and opened the envelope.
If you disturb my sleep, I will kill you.
However, when he saw the contents of the envelope clearly, Jia Xu stopped whistling, his face was startled, and then turned into a expressionless one.
There are only two words on the letter paper. Judging from the ink marks, it must have been written by Fang Fan himself not long ago.
Leng Feng!
Jia Xu closed the envelope and threw it into the red trash can next to it. A red light flashed in the random trash can, and the envelope turned into ashes, was completely scattered by the strong wind, and fell to the bottom of the barrel.
Jia Xu closed her eyes and leaned on the chair, thoughts flying in her mind.
He immediately understood why this document was top secret.
Leng Feng...could it not be top secret?
My dear, how many other things does the master hide?
However, this also makes things a lot simpler.
However, according to the usual practice, any latent intelligence agent has only one chance to activate it. Once activated, regardless of whether the task is completed or not, regardless of whether it is discovered or not, it will be withdrawn immediately without any delay.
If it is Leng Feng...
Jia Xu was a little confused, and then laughed to himself.
Conventions cannot be broken. The colder the front is, the more we have to withdraw, otherwise we are doomed.
