Moore sat in his chair and said nothing. Sergei and Nighthawk glanced at each other, and it seemed that this was the end of today's questioning. Mor won't say anything more, and Sergei doesn't want him to say anything more.

Nighthawk got up and said goodbye to the great man in spy history, and Moore kept smiling and didn't mean to get up to say goodbye.

Nighthawk was helpless, he remembered the old agent's previous words, and after knowing that he wanted to know, he went out and got out, don't look back, he didn't want to see an uninvited guest.

This is also reasonable, a retired old agent who only thinks about making leather shoes all day long, probably the most annoying thing is to meet people who know him in the past.

Nighthawk and Sergey went out and sat in an SUV, which drove away in the distance against the wind and snow.

"Do you know what that old man is trying to say?" Sergei stared at Nighthawk suspiciously, and he chewed everything Moll said, for fear that Moll would bring out Eross in his words.

But Moore didn't even have the slightest intention to mention Eross, and Sergei was so focused on one thing that he didn't understand what Moll was trying to say.

"It's a Mi countryman!" Nighthawk smiled faintly: "Didn't he say that he had two students, and one of them defected to the rice country." And Mi Guo is spying on Goryeo's Yiqiē, who else is there besides them? ”

Sergei was a little embarrassed, he knew that Nighthawk had deliberately omitted other words, because Moore also had an apprentice who stayed with Eross.

Bang! A huge explosion suddenly sounded, and the heavy body of the off-road vehicle could feel the fierce power, and the huge tremor continued.

Nighthawk and Sergey almost kicked the car door and looked in shock at the shoe shop not far away.

The shoe shop where they had been there just now was already on fire, and the bomb completely destroyed the small bakery, but fortunately the bakery was only a single entity, and it did not affect the other stores. Otherwise, with the kind of powerful power just now, I'm afraid that the surrounding stores will be blown up.

The shoe shop was in ruins, the fire was mercilessly burning the last of its stuff, all the qiē related to Moore turned into black smoke, and the old shoemaker was buried here with more than 20 years of hard work.

Nighthawk suddenly laughed and shook his head: "We broke our agreement with him!"

"What?" Sergei was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and looked at Nighthawk blankly.

"We promised him that we would never look back when we went out. But we're turning back now. Nighthawk said lightly.

"Does it matter? That old guy is dead! Sergei felt that Nighthawk was complete unreliable nonsense.

"Dead? Not necessarily! He may have been waiting for this day for many years! Nighthawk took one last look at the fire, then turned and walked towards the buggy.

Hanseong, a megacity in the interior of Goryeo, originally owned by South Goryeo, has a developed economy and a relatively high level of modern science and technology, and is a shining star in the south of Goryeo.

The city suffered great damage during the war, countless people died in that war, and half of the city was reduced to ruins.

But in just a few years, the people who live here have rebuilt a more modern and beautiful city.

The beautiful city has a new vibe, attracting a large number of foreign investors, some large multinational companies have also set up branches here, and even some embassies have chosen to establish here.

Compared to the capital of Goryeo, Seoul was more prosperous than the original capital of North Goryeo, and became the second most important city in Goryeo.

The Central Park of Hancheng is almost completely imitated from the model of the Central Park of the United States, with neat lawns and the same shrubs, which has a sense of uniformity like an army.

A man with a hood stood quietly by the fountain, holding the leftover bread in his hand, tearing it one by one, and throwing it into the pool to feed the happy goldfish.

Golden hair peeks out from the edge of the hood, dark blue eyes reflect the goldfish in the pool, and the white skin is covered with beards. He looks like a foreign tourist with nothing to do, resting by the pool!

But his eyes looked around from time to time, especially the policemen who occasionally passed by from a distance, and they would be solemnly glanced at by this foreigner.

Then he silently looked down at the fountain, the golden fish swimming around, as if this was his qiē.

In a car in the distance, Nighthawk held a telescope and quietly stared at the man's every move, and had been in this position for almost half an hour, for fear of revealing even a small place.

"Are you sure it's this guy? Although his appearance is very suspicious, and he is still a rice countryman. But he looks like a monkey with an uncivilized head, and he only knows how to stare at the pool every day! The spur sat in the driver's seat, staring at the man for a moment.

"It must be him, yes. His every movement is conscious. And his unconscious movements have already revealed his identity as an agent, maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, but this guy is still a little too tender. ”

With a smile on his lips, Nighthawk was pretty sure that the man they had been following for three days was the agent they were looking for.

Nighthawk had been separated from Sergei since he came out of More's house that day, with Sergei in charge of continuing to search for Cold Wind's whereabouts while Nighthawk dealt with the two new spies.

Nighthawk was a little amused in his heart, Sergei was bent on finding the cold wind, I am afraid that as Moll said, it would be impossible for a lifetime. That's a very powerful guy, trapped in South America, and he still has extra thinking to think about letting the Chinese and E Ross people drag down the Y people for him.

Nighthawk was sure that Sergei would be working in vain this time, while he himself had already mastered the traces of some spies.

According to Moore's guidance, he instructed the Korean agents to strictly check the information of all foreigners entering the country, and as long as they have anything to do with the United States, they will be monitored immediately.

Since you can't find those two spies, just wait for them to appear. They will definitely go to someone to help them out of danger, so the master behind them will also appear at this time.

Since the war with Goryeo, the United States has completely withdrawn from Goryeo, and not even a single embassy has been retained. The two countries seem to have completely severed their relations, and there has even been some animosity between the governments since the war.

However, the circulation of private capital has not been affected by war, and war is always based on interests.

On the contrary, several large multinational companies between Korea and the United States are more closely connected because of this war, because after the war, there is always a need for large-scale reconstruction.

The man next to the pool is a senior technical engineer sent to Goryeo from the United States, and his main research direction is modern computer engineering.

Strangely, since this guy got off the plane, he has either stayed in the hotel or by this pool, except for one trip to the target group. It seems that this senior engineer who came from afar came specifically to make a statue to attract pigeons, and his job has long been forgotten.

"An engineer who doesn't do his job all day long, goes all the way to Goryeo to see a fountain. It's okay to feed the fish, do you really think that he has lost hope in life, so he came to the paradise? Nighthawk was still staring at the guy.

"But he just kept feeding the fish and did nothing. Did he want to wait for the intelligence to fall automatically from the sky? Or is it a fish spitting out top-secret information? "The thorn rolls his strange eyes!

"Don't worry, everyone is waiting so patiently, what are you anxious about, just wait."

Time passed slowly, and this senior engineer from the United States had been sitting by the pool, occasionally walking away to go to the toilet or to buy two new loaves of bread, constantly throwing breadcrumbs into the pool. The military thorn always shouted, this guy's feeding method, sooner or later, all the fish here will be killed.

Another three days passed, and the man arrived here on time every day. I change my clothes every day, and every day I change my place by the pool, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Half of a black handkerchief was always visible in his breast pocket, as if he were giving someone guidance. All his actions seemed to be a cover-up, just to prevent others from paying attention to him.

But he managed to do it, but only with a slight change, even the people who came to the park every day would not notice the man by the pool.

The human mind is solidified, and if you don't care about something very seriously, memory will only retain some outlines.

This man has successfully exploited the weakness of people's memory, and the subtle changes of the daily changes have made people forget about his existence. He changed his clothes and movements every day, and even the bread he fed the goldfish was different every day.

Nighthawk had long concluded that this was something that only someone with strict spy training could do. They keep sharpening themselves and making themselves more perfect. All the qiē is to make them more professional and able to complete the task better.

But Nighthawk finally saw through this guy's disguise, and that was because this guy was too nervous.

Nervous, completely betrayed the leisurely he pretended. The light in his eyes when he looked around from time to time completely revealed his identity.

It was at dusk on the fourth day that the man finally waited for the person he was waiting for.

A man who seemed to have just had dinner and came out for a walk in slippers slowly approached the rice guy.

"Captain, is that this the person?" The military thorn was nervous all over, and after waiting for so many days, the target finally moved!

"It should be!" Nighthawk's face also showed an excited smile!

"Let's do it!" The Thorn grabbed the walkie-talkie, there were almost three hundred Goryeo agents around Central Park, and some members of the Thunder team, and the Goryeo military police were on standby, and at a moment's notice, they could block all the surrounding streets within five minutes, and there were thousands of people surrounding the place.

"Don't worry, don't worry. A person has just appeared, don't worry, they must just be jointing. Follow them up, and we're going to find out all the spies. Nighthawk's hand pressed the thorn and watched fiercely at the two people's every move by the pool!