According to Tan Yixing's experience, although the reporter Xu was wearing glasses, carrying a camera bag, and had the title of a daily golden pen reporter, and was a gentle and gentle man, but a certain temperament of this man told her that he was not a real scholar.

\tAs literati, most of them are passionate.

\tTan Yixian's attention shifted to Yan Jiuzheng's chewing muscles and Adam's apple.

\tWhen men see food that is moved, especially the woman they like, they will subconsciously grit their teeth, and the Adam's apple will move up and down, just like a lion in the wild saliva after seeing an antelope.

\tThis is the pursuit of a man when he sees a beautiful woman, and it is instinct.

\t Yan Jiucheng turned his head and saw Tan Yixian. He showed a stunned expression, and then subconsciously gritted his teeth.

\tThis is 90% insight after receiving training, and it is a skill.

\tTan Yixian smiled in her heart. Yan Jiucheng's "instinctive" action made her confidently raise her hand and insert it into her long hair, fiddling it back.

\t Yan Jiucheng grinned, and the Adam's apple moved up and down, making a swallowing move. Although this move was a skill he learned, this time, he followed his instinct.

\tNo man sees such charm without subconscious throbbing.

\t "Then... I'm in trouble." Yan Jiucheng stretched out his hand at Tan Yixian: "I'm very happy to know you. I'm a reporter from Xu Zhijiu."

\t "My name is Tan Yixian. You are a reporter, wow..." Tan Yixian paused when he said this, and then lowered his head embarrassedly: "I admire the reporter the most."

\tThe one who captured a man is simple. The left is just a touch of shyness, the right is just a touch of worship, and the left is just a submission of beauty. No man can refuse such praise, even if he feels a little exaggerated, he will be very happy. Tan Yixian understands this very well. When she looked up again, her eyes looked towards the door.

\tYan Jiuzheng's Yu Guang followed the direction Tan Yixian looked at the door immediately.

\tThere were three men chatting at the door, two security guards stood outside the door, and four passers-by were passing by in the distance.

\tWhen everyone looked at Tan Yixian, Yan Jiucheng remembered what they looked like, what clothes they wore, what they were doing, and what actions they did.

\tTan Yixian has no weapons on her body. Such an important action must be coordinated with others, and she will definitely avoid the monitoring range of all electronic eyes and exchange information with people or obtain information.

\t Yan Jiucheng must strictly prevent suspicious people from approaching him before the departure of tomorrow's high-speed rail, and use keen judgment to determine who the people who are in contact with Tan Yixian are accomplices. At the same time, when the high-speed rail is operating tomorrow, as long as the suspicious people who appear next to her today appear at the high-speed rail station, they will definitely be the number one target to be monitored.

\tFrom today to tomorrow before Tan Yixian was arrested, Yan Jiucheng had to use his eyes to lock Tan Yixian and the people around her, and no one was left behind.\tIt can be said that whoever Yan Jiucheng's eyes locked on him would be destined to face prison.

\tYou are our eyes. Gu Miqing said nothing wrong.

\tThis matter looks simple, but it is actually very difficult. After all, there are too many people around Tan Yixing. Sometimes it does not require real physical contact, eye contact, or even gestures to convey information.

\tIn this way, when Guangtan looked at the door, Yan Jiucheng had to record eight people.

\tEveryone in the gallery needs to remember it. After a while, whenever he returns to the hotel, even in the speeding car, as long as Tan looks at him, the crowds everywhere will be remembered.

\tFor others, this is an impossible task.

\tFor computers, not to mention that under the monitoring of electronic eyes, you can track wherever you see. Even if you can track them, so many people passing by may need dozens of people to monitor and remember, and may not be able to do so without omissions.

\tBut these are nothing to Yan Jiucheng.

\tHe looked at the door with a relaxed expression, blinked his eyes, and recorded those people in his mind like a camera. There were only a few people, he would not shake slightly, and he would only shake his head when he had high-intensity memories.

\tTan Yixian is a weapon, and Yan Jiucheng is a weapon. He is confident that he can find all this nest and catch them all in one go.

\t "Do you still have to go for an interview tonight? Is there a camera here?" Tan Yixian tilted his head and looked at the big bag in Yan Jiucheng's hand with curious eyes.

\t"It's not a camera, it's a camera, a big lens." Yan Jiucheng smiled and raised his bag: "Are you curious?"

\t "Curious." Tan Yixian smiled with teeth and his eyes lit up at the camera bag: "Is it the kind of long guns and short guns in the news?"

\t I have to say that if Yan Jiucheng had not known Tan Yixian's true identity for a long time, he would not have suspected that the cute and charming girl in front of him was actually a spy. She looked so simple, and her curiosity with her eyes looking at the camera bag was so real.

\tThe collagen on his face is only in his twenties.

\tAs long as this woman takes action against the high-speed rail, she will not be completely destroyed in the second half of her life, but will probably be gone. Other countries' spies attempt to destroy our country's heavy weapons, affecting 400 billion orders, and may also threaten the safety of so many people on the high-speed rail.

\tIt is not a death sentence, but also a lifelong prison sentence.

A sense of sadness spread from Yan Jiucheng's heart.

"Yes, that's the kind. If you are curious, let's sit there and drink, and I'll show you." Yan Jiucheng hid his sympathy for the girl in front of him. He repeatedly told himself that this person was a spy.

"Really? That's great!" Tan Yixian's eyes seemed to bloom with grand fireworks, without any artificiality, as if she was either a spy or an ordinary girl who was curious about the camera.

How did she make her expression so real? Yan Jiucheng sighed in his heart.

Everything that follows is natural.

Yan Jiucheng wanted to play a reporter who was a bit indifferent and slutty, and he was very interested in this beauty and could only play it himself, while Tan Yixian drank some wine and looked a little drunk.

After talking about life and ideals, Tan Yixian didn’t ask anything about the high-speed rail. It was surprising that he was so calm.

About an hour later.

Tan Yi, Yan Jiucheng, now laughed at him after he was a joke, raised his glass and smiled, and then pretended to look out the window unintentionally.

Yan Jiucheng's afterwards looked over.

The window was covered with blue window flowers, and I saw a scattered water truck driving over. The blue-gray car with the unified scattered water truck in this city can tell at a glance.

Tan Yixian stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Yan Jiucheng nodded with a smile and stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom too."

But there was some trouble next time. Tan Yixian went to the female bathroom. He couldn't follow in, right? After entering the male bathroom, he looked around and found that there was no one. Then he turned on the switch worn on himself and lowered his voice: "Tan Yixian went to the bathroom, I can't monitor it."

"I will arrange it after receiving it. You can take her to the hotel later to ensure the full monitoring." Gu Miqing's voice came over.

Yan Jiucheng pushed open the bathroom window and looked down. The rotten water truck approached the backyard and asked in a low voice: "Can the surveillance be monitored in the west of the gallery?"

"That's a blind spot for surveillance, there are equipment in old bathrooms."

Yan Jiucheng felt something was wrong, why was there a blind spot for surveillance?

Yan Jiucheng looked serious and immediately looked at the toilet close to the gate. He took out his gloves from his pocket and put them in. He quickly walked in and reached out to the hole in the toilet. When he touched it, there was something hanging on the wall. After taking it out, he was a black jelly-sized shell with some shit on it.

He opened it, and a mini camera inside, quickly ran to the window and fixed the camera to the outside wall, aiming it downward at the position of the rotten water bucket.

An old man wearing a blue sanitation suit walked off the rotten water truck, his steps were a little slow, and he moved the rotten water bucket hard, without any abnormality. After the move, he leaned against the railing outside, took off his gloves, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box in his pocket and lit it, and took two puffs.

Then, something seemed to be dipped in his hand, and then he still leaned on the fence to smoke.

Looking at Yan Jiucheng from this angle, the old man hid in the fence behind him with one hand and smoked a cigarette with the other hand.

"The old man in the rotten water truck has a problem, keep a close eye." Yan Jiuzheng made a decisive judgment: "I can't see clearly, but I feel that he should have used hollow screws."

Hollow screws are tools that spies often use.

There are too many places where screws are needed in public facilities, such as fences, chairs, air conditioners, etc. Any place where screws are needed can be used as a placement point for information: unscrew the screw head, and there is a very small hole inside to hide information. There is no need for two spies to contact each other face to face. After one person screws the screw at the designated location, the other person stretches his hand when passing by, and it only takes one or two seconds to remove the screw.

Looking at simple devices, you can avoid most pursuits. Network information tracking is useless in front of such manual equipment.

And it can be used everywhere.

No one would notice that a man sitting on a chair resting in the park secretly placed his hand on the chair and unscrewed a screw; no one would notice that a young man reading a book in a bookstore secretly reached his hand under the bookshelf and touched the screw.

Just as the old man in this rotten water truck took less than five seconds to screw on the customized screws, the few young people passing by not far away were completely unaware of it.

Tan Yi is about to show his strength.

Someone delivers the information, it must be delivered to her.

As long as the information delivery process is completed, this is the evidence and she is doomed.

"Sniper preparation." Gu Miqing's voice was a bone-absorbing cold: "Target, near the backyard railing, No. 1, Tan Yixian, No. 2, the old man in blue sanitation uniform."

When Yan Jiucheng heard this, he was shocked.

Sniper?

This is a sniper?!
Chapter completed!