The United States of America across the ocean, the CIA's Intelligence Analysis Center, July 13 at 6:30 am.

A night of work left the analysts and supervisors exhausted. After just dealing with an emergency in Vietnam, the confidential secretary sent an encrypted document. Peter, the intelligence director of the Asia Division, opened it carefully. After reading it in a hurry, he knocked on the table, "Guys, your breakfast is going to be ruined. Look at this document. God, if there were no signs coming here, I would have thought it was April Fool's Day."

Experts and officials complained that the confidential secretary sent a copy of the documents to each of the ladies and gentlemen. The brief and relaxed time was over and the information was circulated immediately.

One minute later.

"The time difference between the two places is about 8 hours, and now it should be Beijing time... In other words, the incident is still happening?" A capable middle-aged woman keenly found the key point.

"Yes, but you'd better take a closer look at that satellite photo."

A high-definition satellite image that has been processed with technology appeared on the LCD screen in front of everyone, and the silence lasted for a while.

"What is this? Is the 51th District of Chinese?"

"God, I can't believe what I saw, is this... a wormhole?"

Peter knocked on the table, "Because of its appearance, our Chinese counterparts have become a mess. The latest signs indicate that they have contracted in full... Let me see, Xiangcheng, the hinterland of China, a small place, this is bad news for us... Well, guys, big events, I need you to read the information in your hands carefully, read it word by word, and then give me an opinion, now I need to wake up Claire, our Director-General!"

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Beijing time, July 13, at 1:00 a.m.

Du Juan stretched, yawned a big shot, looked at the watch, smiled sweetly, looked around, walked into the connected bathroom, washed his face, carefully wiped some foundation, and covered up the dark circles caused by staying up late.

Outside the door, colleagues had already started to get off work. After a busy night, no one was in a mood to play and talk. Sister Li called her outside. Du Juan quickly looked at herself in the mirror and agreed and returned to the office.

After receiving the stored personal belongings, Du Juan nervously ushered in internal security checks. Fortunately, it was as usual, without any danger.

After leaving the unit, she got on her little Xiali, walked around the unit, bought some sex toys, returned to the community where she lived, and showed her face in front of the security guard.

In front of her home door, she took a nervous breath, took out the key carefully, unscrewed the door, and looked inside.

It was pitch black and silent. Du Juan was extremely disappointed. When she got off work, she lost all her energy. She was so sleepy that she stayed up late. She kicked off her shoes, threw away the bag in her hand at will, and walked barefoot on the cold floor...

"Wow, I just said it once, you bought it back. Miss Dujuan, you have become corrupt, but I like it..."

Du Juan was stunned. She looked at the man who suddenly appeared obsessed with obsessively, conquered and shocked by his handsome facial features, his evil smile, and his gaze of patrolling up and down. Until he came in front of him, he picked up Du Juan's chin with a finger, and his diamond-shaped and warm lips became bigger and bigger in his sight...

Du Juan was carried into the bedroom. Without having time to say a word, under the command of this magician-like man, he cried, laughed, climbed to the top, and swept down to the bottom of the valley. His body, his fingers, and his lips were his weapons. Under his skillful and effective offensive, Du Juan was defeated.

After a long time, the clouds stopped and the rain stopped. The two of them were breathing. Du Juan fumbled through her hair for a while, and delivered a piece of the size of a fingernail to the man as if she was showing off her skills. The man took it with one hand and hugged her tightly, "Well done, my baby!"

Du Juan sighed with satisfaction, closed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

"Come on, let's have a drink."

Du Juan just wanted to sleep, but she didn't want the man to be disappointed. She could only force herself to drink half of the man's remaining wine and fell asleep soundly. She never woke up again in her life.

Lin Sen... Oh no, it was Ryuichi Morita who sat up from the bed, pushed away the unconscious Cuckoo, and came to the dressing table like a raccoon. He carefully removed the mirror and exposed the snow-white wall behind it. His fingers buckled the wall in a dazzled manner, lifting up a layer of wall, revealing the steel plate inside. Behind the steel plate was a small space, which contained his personal terminal. It is now time to be activated.

Morita's father was a Japanese orphan who stayed in China during World War II. In the 1980s, he was secretly developed by domestic intelligence agencies. His father's education level was limited, and his domestic contact level was not high, and he had little value, and he was always in hibernation.

However, Ryuichi Morita has shown extraordinary intelligence qualifications since he was a child. He was focused on training by Japanese intelligence agencies. He even used American resources to allow him to study abroad for four years. In the past four years, he received extremely professional and systematic training. He returned to China two years ago and lurked into a famous scientific research unit under the arrangement of online launch.

However, because of his four years of study abroad, he has never been able to access the core information, and he cannot enter the team that studied the "wormhole". By chance, the introverted and shy old girl Du Juan entered his sight.

Dujuan's position was inconspicuous, but he was responsible for the communication of the General Office of Special Things. Therefore, the fat and sensitive and introverted Dujuan soon fell under the focus of hunting in Morita.

The biochip was inserted into the reading device, and the satellite signal was connected smoothly. Morita pressed Enter after a dazzled input. The progress bar began to move slowly. He stood up and dragged out a huge suitcase from under the bed, hugging Du Juan's body that had stopped breathing.

The moonlight shone through the screen on his expressionless face, with an indescribable coldness. The fat man, who was 1.6 meters tall and weighed 150 kilograms, was as light as nothing in his hands. Du Juan's body was put into the suitcase and pushed into the bed again by him.

Handling the corpse in this way is just to delay the time when Du Juan is discovered, with only ten hours of retreat at most.

When he was done with everything, the progress bar bar bar bar bar bar bar reached 100%, and the icon that prompted the successful transmission flashed. He pressed the equipment self-destruct device without hesitation.

The most core biochip will decompose like food within five minutes, and the remaining hardware is worthless. Morita pushed them under the bed and went into the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom again, he had become a maintenance worker on the property and fled, starting from now on.
Chapter completed!