Zorge is the most outstanding agent of the British MI6. He is tall and mighty and extraordinary. He has completed his missions countless times between life and death. In recent years, he has been the gold-medal agent of the six departments. However, some things have troubled him recently. He found a solution. The only difficulty is to find this place: 1817.1817? It is a number, but Zorge inferred that it should be a house number. There are countless such house numbers all over the world. He doesn't know where he should go. Found 1817, which has already been

It was Zorge's only target: the Holy See's serial attacks, the Madrid explosion, the sinking of Japan's island, the integration of European underworld, clues point to this number. All the information he collected was related to this number. He believed that there was a mysterious power hidden behind this number. If you find its own problem, you will be solved. What is 1817? It is the house number of Liu Lei's family. The spies of the association reported Zorge's movements to Liu Lei at the first time. Liu Lei held the report in his hand and said to himself with a smile: "What did he ask me for? Let me see him!"

Sorge was sent to Paris, where the world's most romantic women and the latest fashions were the most fashionable, but Sorge had no heart to appreciate it. That problem had bothered him for too long and he didn't have much time left.

The mission this time was very simple. He secretly brought back a terrorist to London. He didn't need his gold medal agent Zorge to complete it, but he took the initiative to come. In recent years, he searched all over Europe, but there was no result. Only Paris has never had a chance to come. This time he took the initiative to ask for the case to come to Paris to see it.

The task was completed quickly. He used his connections to go to the police station to check. There was no suspicious place for all the house numbers 1817. He went to find all the postmen again. There was no special "1817", and he was disappointed again. Seeing that the return date was approaching, he might really be unable to solve this problem. He was desperate and walked alone along the riverside. The cold river wind blew into the collar. He shivered and felt desolate.

An Asian man sat on the bench by the river, greeting him enthusiastically: "Hey, Paris is a good place!" He was in a mood to pay attention, and walked over with his head down, and the man was still sitting on the next bench: "Friend, it is impolite not to call others back, especially the British who regard himself as a gentleman." Zorge was shocked. This man acted so quickly, and he did not feel that someone surpassed him at all. How could he know that he was British? The long-term life of agents made him unconsciously alert: "Who are you?" "The person you are looking for!" "Huh?" Zorge didn't understand. "Come with it!"

The man walked slowly in front of him, and Zorge followed absent-mindedly. Gradually, Zorge found that he could not keep up. The man was walking very slowly but he had to trot to keep up. Zorge was surprised and accelerated and chased him. However, no matter how he accelerated, he was always so far away from the man. He stopped and stopped chasing him. He wanted to see what the Asian man wanted to do. If he had any intention, he would stop. But this time he miscalculated and saw that the figure of the man was about to disappear. He became anxious and snatched a motorcycle from a passerby next to him and rushed to chase him.

Turning a crossroads, he saw the Asian man slowly. He chased him and shouted at the man, "Since you can take us quickly, just hurry up, and you can arrive early!" The Asian man turned around and smiled at him, revealing his white teeth without saying anything. Zorge rushed out and turned around and turned away. The Asian man disappeared. He looked forward and looked at the man still so far ahead. His sweat slid down from his forehead. He was a little scared. A gold medal agent who had been born and died for many years suddenly became scared. This man was too unpredictable. He drove the car and followed the man honestly.

I don't know how long they came to the suburbs and walked on a secluded highway. Soon the Asians stopped in front of a luxurious villa. The main building of the villa was an antique castle-like building surrounded by large private lawns, and you can play golf. A circle of short shrubs were planted around the villa as walls, without big iron gates or other things. Zorge asked strangely: "Aren't you afraid of outsiders coming in?" The Asian people smiled and replied: "In Europe, I don't agree that no one can come in yet!" The words were filled with confidence, but Zorge noticed the attraction at the beginning of his words: in Europe. In Europe, what about it, what about other continents? Is there anyone who can come in without permission?

Liu Lei had no choice but to explain to him the mysterious Chinese Qimen Dunjia technique, so he had to say that. Even if someone in Europe knows Qimen Dunjia, I believe that it is impossible to compare with his own achievements. He looked at Zorge, tall and handsome, and had a mature manly flavor, and had a well-known lethality to women. It seems that his ability to become a gold medal agent is related to this skin.

Liu Lei took Zorge towards the villa and came to the two black stone pillars that symbolized the gate. When Zorge looked up, a golden door sign on the right column, with four black Arabic numerals on it: 1817! Zorge was stunned. Liu Lei turned around and smiled at him. His white teeth seemed to be reflecting and shining on his eyes.

Walking into the villa, Liu Lei greeted Zorge into the living room, pointed to the seat and let him sit down, Zorge, who was confused, sat down hesitantly. Liu Lei gave him a glass of red wine - this is the drink that Liu Lei must have for guests. Zorge took it and sipped it. Liu Lei pointed to the door and said, "1817, I have found what you are looking for, so let's talk about it!" Zorge stood up and looked at Liu Lei cautiously. Liu Lei waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, you can find this 1817

I can find you with numbers. If I don’t have this ability, you won’t notice me.” He took a sip of wine and continued, “Good wine, this is the best wine produced in my winery. I have such good wine to entertain you, so I can tell you if you have anything to do. By the way, although you found this number, the method was wrong. I would not leave any files in any confidential department with this understanding. For this house number, more than a dozen people were missing in Paris.”

Zorge thought for a while and asked him: "Why choose this number?" "This is my dormitory number when I was in college." Liu Lei's eyes showed nostalgia: "How beautiful is the days of youth and ignorance..." Zorge lowered his head, and Liu Lei looked at him, and suddenly found something he had not paid attention to just now. He frowned and asked Zorge: "Are you dying?" Zorge was shocked all over, and slowly raised his head, his eyes red: "How do you know?" Liu Lei smiled: "I said you may not believe it. We Chinese people have the technique of expecting qi. Your 'qi' has been ruined, and it is intermittent. I'm afraid that life will not last long." Zorge lowered his head in pain: "I don't know why, as an agent, I should

What I should do is to face life and death. In the past, I always thought I was the best agent. I did not retreat in countless times of life and death." He paused, grabbed his hair with his hand, and continued to say: "Last mission, I got back the important information stolen by the military headquarters and killed a strange African, but I was caught in a strange poison from him. All the doctors could not find out what medicine it was, but I could clearly feel that I was about to lose my way. I was afraid, and suddenly I was scared! I don't want to die. The more I often walked between life and death, the more I cherished my life. I don't want to die, but the end of the world is getting closer and closer. I was very scared, but I dared not let my colleagues know..."

Zorge's voice fell down and finally disappeared silently. Liu Lei supported his chin with his hand. After thinking for a few minutes, he snapped his fingers. Weir appeared silently behind him. Liu Lei ordered: "Go and call Changsheng and Qia Qia." Weir bowed and disappeared. After a few minutes, Changsheng and Qia Qia came to the living room. Qia Qia had already felt much better. It seemed that Changsheng had done a lot of work recently. He saw that Liu Lei would already say hello: "Hello, Liu!" "Hello!" Liu Lei pointed at Zorge: "You

Let's take a look." Qia Qia turned her body at Liu Lei's head 180 degrees and looked at Zorge. Liu Lei slapped her head: "Qia Qia! You can't scare people like this!" Zorge was already scared. He opened his mouth wide, Qia Qia turned her head, and looked at Liu Lei with big eyes puzzled. Liu Lei quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, you are willing to do this, as long as you no longer do this in front of outsiders." Why did he explain to Qia Qia that a person's head cannot rotate like this, Qia Qia doesn't understand.

"Die!" Qia Qia said first. Liu Lei shook his head in his heart. It seemed that it would take some time for Qia Qia to become a normal person. He couldn't even master the minimum tone. He was obviously not dead, but he was just dying. Liu Lei took the time to teach Qia Qia something, so he could see. Changsheng asked: "He doesn't want to die?" Liu Lei nodded - he was too lazy to answer this idiot question. "No," Changsheng shook his head: "There is insufficient spiritual cultivation, and there is no way to be like me. You can find him a soul carrier like Qia Qia." Liu Lei said: "It is the problem of this carrier, and the carrier made of ordinary things will be repelled." "Tell me the truth?" Changsheng asked inconclusively, and Liu Lei nodded. He turned his head and said to Zorge:
Chapter completed!