The next day, early in the morning, at the entrance of Jiangyue Mansion.
"Forty-five yuan, I'll charge you fifty..."
"Keep the change, please."
The car door opened, and Yang Wen stepped out of the taxi. She took a deep breath into the cool morning breeze, and her sleepy spirit after not sleeping all night was suddenly revived. She shook her head and walked towards the door.
Although it is not clear which link caused the problem last night, or whether it was simply a lack of strength, but no matter what, this revenge operation failed.
Summarizing experiences and lessons can be discussed later. The most urgent thing now is to consider whether to give up completely.
It is the principle of war in the army to make a strong effort, then weaken again, and finally be exhausted. There is not so much room for maneuver in the confrontation in the underground world, and the opportunity to make a move is often only once. If it fails, then you have to withdraw.
Of course Yang Wen and her team members understood these principles, but this decision was not easy to make.
This is also the reason why Yang Wen has just come back now after not sleeping a wink all night. They are really unwilling to give up like this, but the reality is in front of them. They have spent a lot of energy and money to formulate Zhou Xiang's plan, but they have not been able to hit it in one shot. Not to mention.
Even if they start from scratch, they can't even pinpoint the other party's next foothold. Maybe the other party has already left the Lingjiang boundary...
In addition, after all, we are not abroad now, we are not on our own territory, and we are not familiar with life. Many methods are simply useless. On the contrary, if we accidentally attract the attention of some departments in China, such as the rise of Kyushu, then we will not be able to use it at all.
Speaking of revenge, retreat may be a problem... No, maybe they have lost their whereabouts. After all, the explosion last night made a lot of noise...
Entering the community, Yang Wen rubbed her forehead, feeling irritated and depressed. After discussing with the team members all night, she did not come up with any results. Instead, she heard the team members arguing several times. In the end, the conclusion was just to maintain the status quo.
Stay a few more days and see how things go.
This does not mean that she, the captain, has no authority and cannot speak well. They are not a well-organized power group, but a group similar to a club, called the Opera House.
From this inconspicuous name, you can tell that they are not an official organization of any country. The members are the same as Yang Wen, with various skin colors, nationalities, backgrounds, professions, etc. They can get together because of their faith.
Shared aspirations and similar interests.
But after hearing this, don’t think of them as a general idle folk organization. In fact, the Opera House still has a reputation on the other side of the ocean, and its influence is not small. It is a member of the Ancient European Alliance. There are also people within the organization.
The purpose and program are clearly defined and the division of labor is refined, but the internal hierarchy is not so strict. Whatever happens, everyone works together to discuss it.
Including this long-distance revenge operation.
The cause of the incident was not recently, but two years ago. At that time, the person in charge of field affairs operations at the Opera House, codenamed Pipe Organ, was an old man in the organization and one of the founders of the organization. Yang Wen was introduced by him to join.
Opera House, as are many members of the operational department, is a leader with quite a good personality.
One day two years ago, Pipe Organ rescued a CIA agent by chance and learned from him that a group of terrorists had entered Europe and the United States with the intention of making big news.
Although the Opera House is not an official organization, its position is righteous. What’s more, the members of the organization come from all nationalities, especially those from North America and Europe. Although they choose to join the Opera House, it does not mean that they are indifferent to the country of their birth.
.After internal emergency deliberations, under the guidance of the CIA agent named Cyril, Pipe Organ personally led the team and led a team of action department members to intercept.
As a result, there were heavy casualties. Except for a lucky survivor, no one among the members was spared. The organ leader also died on the spot.
There is nothing wrong with the matter at this point. As for actions, there is nothing that will not kill people. Although Yang Wen and the others who stayed behind are very sad, but from another perspective, the boss Guan Qin and others died for their beliefs.
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But the subsequent development of the situation was beyond their expectation. The news brought back by the lucky survivor and various signs afterwards showed that they seemed to have been tricked. The other party was not a terrorist at all, but a large-scale
The special forces elite of the force. In other words, this is probably a trap!
After realizing what was going on, the Opera House immediately launched a search for the instigator, Cyril, but by then the other party had already disappeared into the vast sea of people. No matter how Yang Wen and the others inquired, there was no news. In the end, they had to go through some secret channel.
Only then did we learn that Cyril was indeed a CIA agent, but he had defected a few years ago.
No one knows whether he really defected or not. The identities and positions of intelligence agents are inherently confusing. Sometimes, for the sake of convenience, it is nothing new to jump between several identities and positions. Even if he is exposed, his identity as an agent is not even recognized.
This is a common operation.
It is obvious that the CIA cannot give any explanation to the Opera House for this matter. The strength of the two parties is not at the same level at all, and they do not have the right to equal dialogue, so how can they explain it?
But when things have developed to this point, the Opera House still doesn't understand that they are being used as a gun this time!
Needless to say, she was angry and aggrieved. Since then, Yang Wen and all the members of the Opera House have been tracing the whereabouts of Cyril. However, the latter's ability is indeed extraordinary, and he has not been able to find out anything in two years. Until recently
, in the end, all the hard work paid off, but unfortunately, they messed up...
"Good morning, Sister Wen...Sister Wen?"
"Ah? Oh!" Yang Wen suddenly woke up with a look of disbelief and looked up, looking at the young man dressed in sportswear running a few steps away, and suddenly said, "It's Xiao Tang, he got up so early to exercise."
"Activities, the day's plan is in the morning." The visitor was Tang Chao, who was jogging in the morning. He had actually seen Yang Wen a long time ago and said hello from a long way away, but the other party didn't know what he was thinking, he just stared blankly.
As I walked, I didn't seem to hear anything, so I ran over and said hello again. When I got closer, I couldn't help but look up and down, with a stunned look on my face, "Hey, Sister Wen, did you... just come back from work?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Well, there are a lot of things, I have been busy all night. By the way, is it so obvious?" Yang Wen heard this and raised her hand to touch her cheek, then shook her head and smiled, "Then
It seems I should go back and catch up on my sleep."
"It's not obvious. Sister Wen is naturally beautiful."
"Haha, where is it?"
Looking at Yang Wen who was waving her hands repeatedly, Tang Chao carefully opened his hands and counted them: "It's everywhere, such as eyes, nose, eyebrows, mouth, body..."
"Huh?" Yang Wen was stunned when she heard the words, and then she understood, and she was speechless: "I am very good at Chinese, and shouldn't you say what you are talking about, and then I will tell you?"
"Oh... where where?"
"..."
"Haha, just kidding." A guy who had a bad taste laughed and blinked, then waved and ran away, "Sister Wen, please go home and catch up on some sleep without delaying me. I'm leaving first."
"Yeah." Looking at the back of Tang Chao who was gradually going away, Yang Wen couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head. For a moment, her depressed mood was relieved a lot. He's a very interesting little guy, isn't he... Hey, no, he seems to be better than the other person.
You're not even a few years older, so why do you have such emotional comments?
Standing there and thinking for a moment, she looked away. Maybe the world was different... Yang Wen shook her head again. Speaking of which, although the contact time between the two parties was still short, her perception of the Tang Dynasty was actually better than that of others.
A little different.
Firstly, because she often hears her grandfather mention it, especially in the past few days after returning. Secondly, because of her age and single status. To be honest, it is normal for her to be single abroad at her age, and no one will find it weird, let alone
Some people urged me, but in China it seemed a bit "heinous" and I was always nagged every time I came back.
It was the same this time. Grandpa's friends were also included, that is, a lot of uncles and aunties in the community. After learning that she was single, they came over to joke when they had time, saying that grandpa had already met his grandson-in-law and had arranged a boyfriend for her.
My friend, that’s Xiao Tang...
This is naturally a joke, but it can also be seen from the side that grandpa values and approves of Xiao Tang. And judging from grandpa's reaction to those jokes... Well, maybe grandpa has really thought about this! It's just that
I guess I took into consideration that she didn't live in China, and that the two parties' growing up environments, differences in outlook, etc. were really incompatible, so I never mentioned this difference.
Hey, I dodged a bullet...
It was an interesting thought. On the way back, Yang Wen couldn't help but smile again. Then her thoughts started to wander. Having said that, let's not forget about the character for the time being. Grandpa's vision would not make him look at the wrong person. Just from the appearance, Xiao Tang is pretty good.
She is so pretty, if I really fall in love with her, would this be considered an old cow eating young grass? Haha...
On the other side, someone who is still circling the community naturally doesn't know what Yang Wen is thinking, otherwise he would have to complain - I regard you as my sister, but you want to sleep with me?! Even if you take 10,000 steps back
He said, I only thought about using you as my friend, but you would rather just tie me up as a long-term meal ticket?
You are so beautiful!!!
After a while, after the morning run, Tang Chao did not go to the central lawn to practice boxing as usual. It was not because he was lazy, but because it rained yesterday and the grass was muddy, which was not suitable for tossing around on it. He returned home and took a cold shower.
, after coming out, I lay down on the sofa in the living room refreshed and turned on the TV.
Breakfast? One more time, the little girl is not at home, there is no need to start a meal, washing pots and dishes is very troublesome, why not buy ready-made ones on the way to the store later... It is so real, is there a little girl, a certain salty
Fish are in two completely different states.
On the TV screen, in the morning news column, a short-haired female anchor sitting upright reported in a clear tone, "Last night, an explosion occurred due to aging gas facilities in a certain household in Xicheng residential area. Fortunately, there were no casualties at the scene. I would like to remind you.
Citizens of the city should pay attention to check the condition of their own gas equipment and replace it in time. We also hope that relevant departments will pay attention to it and eliminate hidden dangers..."