Xie Yong is a manager of a foreign trade company.

After graduating from New York University five years ago, he took his resume and found his current job, and moved to Beijing with his job transfer, where he has lived ever since.

Five years have passed now, and he has changed from a young man in his twenties to a successful uncle. There is a big house of 200 square meters in the second ring road of Shangjing, with an annual salary of millions of dollars, driving a BMW 730, there is never a shortage of beautiful girls in the passenger seat, and he has an enviable life......

At least on the surface.

Behind this glamorous appearance, almost no one knows that in addition to the aura of infinite envy in the eyes of relatives and friends, he has another layer of unknown identity.

That's the CIA's field intelligence officer—

Commonly known as a spy.

As strange as it may sound, it's hard for anyone to associate a million-year-a-year social elite with a spy who steals chickens and dogs.

But on the other hand, it is precisely by borrowing this inherent concept of people that he can handle the work at hand with ease in the past five years, and he will not show his feet at all.

In the past five years, with the support of the CIA, he has woven a huge intelligence network in China, especially in the eastern region, under the cover of business activities, mainly to collect intelligence on the Yangtze River Delta urban agglomeration, the Jinling Hi-Tech Park, and the Tianjin-Beijing-Hebei urban agglomeration, and even many local officials have indirectly or directly connected with him.

As usual, on Sunday afternoon, he brewed himself a cup of fragrant coffee, downloaded a compressed package from his mailbox with the remarks of the investigation report on the business status of new material enterprises in Jinling City, and typed the password on the keyboard.

At the end of each week, his downline would compile the information he had collected to him, and after he would screen it, he would report it to his upline outside of China, the headquarters of the CIA.

At the same time, he will also spend two hours making new deployments to various units off the line according to the instructions of the CIA headquarters.

He has always been very careful about this work, whether it is online or offline communication, he has always only carried out through an encrypted mailbox and an offshore bank account. Even the henchmen who have worked with him for five years don't know his real name and identity in reality.

It is precisely because of this cautious attitude that he has been living until now.

“…… CAS quantum computer project? I know. ”

After scanning the contents of the email with a blank face, Xie Yongjiang silently wrote down the orders from his headquarters while reading to himself.

He has also heard about this recently, and it is said that it has caused a lot of noise on Facebook and Twitter, and many Americans are very afraid that China will use this thing as a weapon to launch a cyber war, and CNN and other media can also create this kind of public opinion environment.

Considering that the White House will definitely pay attention to this matter, he is also consciously collecting intelligence in this area during this time, but it is easy to investigate the background of some of the relevant personnel, but it is not so simple to collect specific research materials.

First, this is a national key scientific research project in China, and second, this kind of professional thing is too professional, which is still a bit challenging for laymen like them. Without the help of a professional consultant, it would take a lot of effort to identify which parts of the information are valuable......

After reading the email, I dragged it into the recycle bin, and at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang at the entrance.

Standing up from the office chair, Xie Yong got up and walked to the door, glanced outside through the cat's eyes, and saw a courier brother standing there with a cardboard box in his hand.

"Is there anyone in there? The courier arrived, came out and took it. ”

Through the security door, Xie Yong frowned and shouted.

"I don't have a courier, did you send it by mistake?"

“…… 117, Building 1, Splendid Community, Mr. Xie...... That's right, it's here. The courier took a step back and glanced at the house number on the wall.

His brows furrowed slightly, and although Xie Yong's heart was full of doubts, he didn't have too many doubts.

After all, he has always played the role of a business elite perfectly, and no one has ever doubted his true identity. If you don't open the door at this time, it will be easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

So, he didn't think much about it and spoke.

"Okay, wait a minute...... I'll get dressed and come out. ”

As he spoke, Xie Yongzheng was about to turn around and go back to the room to "clean up" a little.

However, just as he turned around, a sudden explosion sounded from the door, knocking down the security door, and then a thunderous shout came from outside the door.

"Don't move! Hands up! ”

Stepping through the smoke of the directional blasting, a group of plainclothes policemen broke into the door, pressed Xie Yong, who had not recovered from covering his ears, to the ground, and handcuffed him.

Forced by this sudden series of actions, Xie Yong said with a panicked face while struggling like an ordinary person.

"Who are you? What is this doing! ”

"It's quite similar," a man walked up to him, squatted down and stared at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "Xie Yong, CIA intelligence officer in China...... Or should I call you Adams Liu? ”

The moment he heard this, Xie Yong's face turned white for a moment.

Adams Liu is his real name.

After coming to Huaguo, he never used it once, whether it was on his passport or identity information, he used the name Xie Yong.

And his real name before joining the company, except for the top decision-makers of the CIA, no one knows it at all!

The only possible explanation is that the CIA's top brass has been turned against us......

There was only one thing he wanted to do now, and that was to get the news out to his upline.

However, this is clearly no longer possible.

At the same time that Xie Yong was handcuffed, another upscale neighborhood a few streets away from his residence had been flooded by more than a dozen police cars.

The security guards of the community stood aside tremblingly, watching the armed police officers and soldiers and policemen with loaded guns escort men and women wearing black hoods out of the community and put them in police cars.

Outside the community, many people watched from afar, pointing and talking to the group of people wearing black hoods.

"What is this for? Catch telecom fraud? ”

"It's said to be a spy."

"Spies? Isn't it, the spy lives in such a big house? ”

"I heard the son of the neighbor of the niece of the old Wang family next door say that it is said that the Beijing National Security Bureau received a report from the Chaoyang masses that someone has set up a radio monitoring base station in the community and has been listening to the telephone signals of nearby authorities and units for a year!"

"A year? Damn, this guts is too fat! ”

Under the word of mouth, in less than half a day, ten versions have been circulated. No matter which of these is true, people are not wrong anyway.

In the interrogation room.

The diminutive man sitting behind the iron railing, even in the face of a mountain of ironclad evidence, still insisted that he was just an ordinary plumber, and that he had no knowledge of espionage and receiving foreign funds.

Until the policeman in charge of the interrogation threw a roster in front of him.

The moment he saw this roster, the man's face turned white for a moment, and his originally determined eyes began to waver.

Whether he knew it, or didn't know it, or just heard a little bit of it, it was all written on it. There is no doubt that their entire organization has been uprooted, and there is nothing left of it.

After realizing this, the last trace of stubbornness on his face also collapsed.

"It can't be...... You guys - no, I don't understand, what are you talking about. ”

Looking at the man who was already incoherent, the interrogator sitting opposite said in a joking tone.

"I advise you to be honest, those old bottoms of yours, we have already checked everything, and you can still let you run away after the net is closed? Now it is time to check and fill in the gaps, the sentence that should be sentenced, and the shooting that should be shot...... Don't be so nervous, your crime is not enough to eat a gun, but the sentence is a few years, it depends on your performance. ”

Seeing that his resistance had lost its meaning, the man finally recruited.

Not only did he recruit him, but almost the vast majority of spies, including the biggest fish named Xie Yong, honestly explained their actions in China and the people who had been implicated with him.

After layers of comparison and screening, the final list was finally obtained.

Looking at the shocking names on the list, the colonel of the General Staff in charge of interrogation smashed his tongue and said in an uncalm tone.

"This list ...... I'm afraid something big is going to happen. ”

I don't know if I don't check this, I was really shocked when I checked it, I didn't expect so many people to be involved, and the highest level even reached the municipal party committee level.

Although some of them are threatened by their relatives who have emigrated overseas, and some are seduced by interests or caught, no matter what the reason, the fact of the crime will not change.

Almost predictably.

The two political and business sessions in China will usher in a big earthquake because of this list......

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