In an inconspicuous cafe in Cambridge, Massachusetts, a charming blonde beauty sat sitting on a small table by the window and carefully reading the book. Her hair was simply wrapped around her head, her brows were frowning and her small and tall nose was covered with black stockings. Her upper body was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and a strappy denim shorts on her lower body, which was a common student dress in Cambridge. Her two white and slender legs were elegantly combined.

Such beautiful women are rare here, especially at Harvard University where elites gather. Such beautiful women should go to Hollywood. As long as any man passes by her and stops to watch, she is simply a scenery here. A handsome man walked to her with a cup of coffee and then gently placed it on the table. The beautiful woman looked up at him in surprise.

"I treat you, please don't be polite. I just hope to send you back in a while." The handsome man said to the girl with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't know you." After saying that, the girl pushed away the coffee and continued to immerse herself in her world. The sun was gradually setting, and there were more and more people in the cafe. This place would become a tavern at night, and it also served some simple food. Many Harvard students would come here to solve their dinner or ask three or five friends to come here for a drink, and meet a few girls by the way. The girl didn't want to be chatted with here.

The girl quickly packed up her things and was about to leave when a news on TV suddenly attracted her attention. On the scene, a man wearing traditional Afghan costume was being headed by another man in the same outfit, but he was still fearless. The news anchor broadcasted the news, with the title of the news: "Soviet prisoners of war staged a jailbreak and cruelly killed thousands of local residents of Pagman."

"The Soviet prisoners of war, who were highly concerned about yesterday because of their generous speeches in the religious court of the S Warriors in Afghanistan, now has new news. According to reliable news, they successfully escaped the area controlled by the S Warriors with the help of chemical weapons. This move caused thousands of local residents to suffer casualties..." The girl couldn't help but shed tears as she looked at the man on the picture. He could no longer remember how many nights they tossed and turned, and how many nights they cried because of condemnation of conscience. In this world-renowned higher education institution, she was far away from war and conspiracy, and away from those simple-minded Soviet soldiers. Some of them were comfort and calm, and some were smart and promising young people. But she could no longer be sure which one was what she wanted.

The girl's sad look quickly attracted the attention of others. She quickly wiped the tears and left here as soon as possible. When she walked outside the door, the sun was about to set completely, and there was still a red cloud in the sky. The girl pushed up the bicycle leaning against the wall, turned over and started to rush to her dormitory. This was a rare leisure time in the day. The girl didn't want to waste the study time she had finally saved. She forced herself to study for more than ten hours every day. Only the time she rode back every day was considered relaxing, but recently she had been unable to read books because she had something in her heart.

The girl's car was not fast. On weekdays, she liked to ride along the river so that she could enjoy the beautiful scenery on the shore while thinking about the knowledge she had just learned. But today she was full of the news just now. After learning that the Soviet prisoners of war had fled, what the girl wanted to know most now was whether there were any of the Soviet prisoners of war who were injured or dead. Who would they be? He must find a way to figure out this matter.

Suddenly a motorcycle whizzed past the girl and almost knocked the girl down. The girl quickly stopped the car. The motorcycle was crossing the road, blocking the girl's way. The man riding on the motorcycle took off his helmet and walked towards the girl step by step.

"Can't you recognize me?" The man stretched out his hand to pull the girl, but the girl opened it with his hand. The girl pushed the car and was about to leave. Suddenly the man hugged her from behind, and then dragged her hard into the grass by the river. He cursed "Little bitch!... I don't know how to lift her up!... Look at how I'll make you happy for a while!" But the man was so happy that the girl recovered from her initial surprise, and her slender thighs instantly raised to her shoulders, hitting the man behind her accurately and forcefully. After the man was hit, he immediately fell to the ground with blood on his face, and fainted immediately.

The girl kicked the man hard several times between his legs, then helped his car to leave here. The girl stopped riding on the small road by the river. He pushed the car to the main road and saw a lonely telephone booth under the street light. The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally walked into the telephone booth and dialed a number.

Langley, in an independent office where the CIA headquarters rang, as the phone rings, the man buried in the document picked up the phone and put it in his ear, and said, "This is Edward Podak, there is something to talk about!"

"Hello Edward, I'm Eva. I just saw it in the news. They escaped. I want to ask what's going on? Are any of them injured or died? " said the girl who claimed to be Eva on the phone.

"Yes, they did escape, but now it has nothing to do with you, right? Your mission has been completed, are you short of money again?" Edward asked expectantly on the phone. This Eva is a very potential intelligence officer. How much Edward hopes she can join the CIA and become a formal employee.

"No, the money I earned last time is enough to pay for my tuition and my mother's medical expenses. The cooperation between us has ended here! I just want to ask if they are all safe, especially the one named Seryosha? I'm just a little worried, after all, we are friends." Eva asked nervously.
Chapter completed!