Qi Tongwei: Can I be young again?

Perhaps he didn't sleep well last night, because once he got in the car, Qi Tongwei leaned back in his seat and fell asleep immediately.

The journey from Jingzhou to the capital takes more than ten hours.

According to the original plan, Qi Tongwei should have arrived in Beijing at 7 p.m.

A good time.

How wonderful?

Zhong Xiaoai had just finished get off work and was on holiday, so she could enjoy a few days of vacation.

But things don't always go as planned.

Having slept the whole way, Qi Tongwei groggily opened his eyes just as they were about to reach the capital.

I glanced at my watch; it was exactly six o'clock in the afternoon.

I slept like a log.

It was so awesome!

We'll be arriving at our destination in about an hour.

Just as Qi Tongwei was about to call Zhong Xiaoai to let her know he was safe, his gaze was drawn to someone else.

Two men, sitting diagonally opposite each other in the same carriage, were wrapped up tightly, looking like rice dumplings.

Hats, scarves, masks... nothing was missing.

Qi Tongwei was somewhat puzzled.

Are these two sick?

It's not cold inside the train, is it really necessary to do this?

Just then, one of the shorter men stood up and walked toward the train's toilet.

These two steps were enough for Qi Tongwei to see through the scheme.

"Pigtails".

"Spiral Legs!"

"Little devil?"

Having been reborn, Qi Tongwei is inferior to the previous Director Qi in many ways, but his keen eye remains unparalleled.

His strong sixth sense told him that those two men were definitely not simple.

Remembering what Zhong Xiaoai had said before about spies appearing in the capital recently, his caution increased even more.

Take a deep breath.

Qi Tongwei felt that he was destined for trouble!

What is a life of ups and downs?

Where he doesn't appear, life is peaceful and serene!

Wherever he is, someone is bound to cause trouble.

Just like Conan.

Wherever he goes, there is a murder case.

There's no way to resist the vicissitudes of life!

Qi Tongwei did not want to resist.

Throughout his life, he hated two types of people the most: spies who endangered the country, and the Japanese devils who caused trouble.

If we really run into each other.

That means a fight to the death.

While his thoughts were in disarray, the short man returned from the restroom, patted his companion on the shoulder, and picked up his luggage.

Just then, the arrival announcement sounded.

This is Beijing South Railway Station.

There was still some distance to the Beijing North Station where Qi Tongwei was going to get off, but he didn't hesitate. When the two of them got off the train, he also got off with his bag.

Not many people get off here.

Fearing that the other party would become alert, Qi Tongwei maintained a distance of about fifty meters and carefully observed the two of them.

Two men, one tall and one short.

They all have spiral legs, yet they walk very fast and very steadily, suggesting they come from a military background.

What made Qi Tongwei most suspicious was that the short man was carrying a briefcase and had a pair of sinister eyes. Every hundred meters he walked, he would look around.

Extremely vigilant.

All signs point to him being a spy.

Qi Tongwei dared not be careless. After creating some distance, he dialed Zhong Xiaoai's number.

At this time, Zhong Xiaoai had already arrived at Beijing North Railway Station.

They also planned to go and welcome Qi Tongwei.

After answering the phone, he asked doubtfully, "What? A spy? Tongwei, are you sure?"

“Yes, it’s possible.” Qi Tongwei said confidently, “These two people are acting suspiciously and they even smell like dog poop. Only Japanese spies would smell like that.”

“I believe you.” Zhong Xiaoai became nervous. “Tongwei, listen to me. Don’t act rashly. Every spy has received rigorous training. Killing someone with their bare hands is not difficult for them. Be careful. I will contact the Ministry of State Security right away.”

Qi Tongwei knew what Zhong Xiaoai was worried about, but he only replied with a "okay".

He then hung up the phone, grabbed a pair of scissors from a roadside vendor, and hid them in his sleeve.

His sixth sense told him that he would bleed today.

Who becomes famous depends on their ability.

"Huhuhu..."

The weather in the north is colder than in the south.

After stepping off the platform, a cold wind howled, whipping up layers of snow that stung my cheeks.

Under the streetlights, pedestrians hurried by.

Qi Tongwei always kept a distance of more than 100 meters from the other two.

Another gust of wind swept in the snow.

Qi Tongwei suddenly stopped.

Breathing becomes rapid.

Under a streetlamp in the distance, two men, one tall and one short, turned around at the same time.

All eyes were on Qi Tongwei.

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Chapter 167 The Nation Must Not Be Touched

When the two men stopped at the same time, Qi Tongwei knew he had been exposed.

Not surprising at all.

Those who can become spies are not only those who live on the edge, but also those whose thinking and vigilance are among the best in the world.

Two men, one tall and one short.

The short man squinted, carrying a bag in his left hand and putting his right hand in his pocket.

The tall man stood sideways with his arms hanging down.

Both of them were wearing masks, so it was impossible to see any changes in their expressions.

However, just by looking at their stances, one can tell that they are incredibly strong.

Qi Tongwei took a deep breath.

I really miss that sniper rifle in the trunk.

If the sniper rifle were here, it would be one shot, one kill.

Even without a sniper rifle, Qi Tongwei was not afraid of them.

He tossed his suitcase aside, lit a cigarette, and looked at everyone with disdain.

Neither of them spoke.

Yet they knew perfectly well what was going on.

Two minutes later, the tall and short men exchanged a glance and then tacitly separated and ran away.

They darted into two different alleys, one to the left and one to the right.

"You little brat, trying to run away?"