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Introduction

Paris, ESA headquarters building.

ESA Director George came to his office as usual, first made a cup of coffee, then stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and enjoyed the scenery for a long time, then slowly sat in the big chair and prepared to start another boring and boring work day.

However, just as I opened the notebook, a text message came in.

When he clicked on it, George's originally relaxed expression immediately became nervous.

Because the person who sent this text message was an id called "Space Prodigal Son", others may not know who the Space Prodigal Son is, but George knew it.

George replied: "Why use msn?"

msn is an instant messaging software developed by Americans. Using this software to communicate, it may be monitored by the CIA at any time.

"It's okay." Space Prodigal replied, "I have already dealt with our communication channels, and the CIA cannot monitor it."

George replied, "Well, what's the matter?"

Space Prodigal: "The latest research results of the mentor have been obtained and have been sent to your email!"

"That's great!" George was excited when he heard this. He clicked on the email address and saw that he had received a new email, and the size was more than one hundred g.

George said again: "When will you come back?"

"I can't get out for the time being." said the Space Prodigal Son, "but it's almost done."

George immediately frowned and replied, "No, you must go back to Paris immediately, otherwise, once the CIA or Professor Alex Finch discovers, you will never come back."

"No." Space Prodigal Son replied, "The CIA can't suspect me."

"The CIA can't suspect you?" George frowned, "What does it mean?"

Space Prodigal Son said: "There is a wealthy Chinese daughter who wants to get rid of control and secretly returns to China. It's a coincidence that the wealthy Chinese daughter who happens to be my junior sister, so I secretly tampered with some tricks to attract the attention of the CIA to her."

George replied, "Then you must be careful, too."

"I can." After saying that, the space prodigal son turned off the msn, and the color of the color head became darker.
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