Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

But what are you guys for? So many people can't protect him?

Of course, he didn't expect these people to protect him.

"Well, don't bother me, I trust you."

Sun Lang muttered back to him without even opening his eyes.

He didn't listen to what the other party said next and just assumed he had fallen asleep.

Open the agent system in your mind and check the storage space for supplies.

I plan to pick some things to keep for my own use later.

For example, those landmines and guns are indispensable and will definitely be useful in the future.

We also kept a hundred live chickens and sheep, but they are not included in the transportation range this time. We will find a way to transport them after we transport other things out.

He didn't keep any apples or sweet potatoes. Didn't he eat enough of them in his previous life? He wasn't greedy.

What made him feel regretful was that he didn’t win the medicine this time. This is a life-saving thing. He just hoped that he could win it next time.

Only keep 100 yuan and hand over the rest.

The remaining things were placed in a corner, and after they were packed up, I went to the system page.

There is still no change in the agent system. When I opened the last page, I realized that I have been in this world for more than a month.

"One day is equal to thirty days, and a month of thirty days is equal to nine hundred days."

"Come on, Sun Lang. You must live longer in this world. Maybe when the future is prosperous, you can still appear in your current youthful appearance."

"I will appear in the future at a young age now, and then live another 200 years. Hahahaha..."

When I thought of this, I couldn't stop laughing. I forgot what the occasion was and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The noise he made caused Yang Guichang next to him to cough loudly to remind him.

Only then did Sun Lang stop daydreaming, and this time he really cleared his mind and had a good sleep.

I slept until lunch. Not to mention, the food on the train at that time was even more delicious than the food on trains in later generations, and it had a more homely flavor.

He ate up the whole box of lunch.

We finally arrived at the station not long after the meal.

Sun Lang still walked in front. After getting off the train, the others behind him quickly dispersed and blended into the crowd.

At this time, people usually travel long distances by train, and there are quite a lot of people there.

In a crowded place like this, especially a train station, there is always one type of people: pickpockets.

There are a lot of people here, so walk carefully and you won’t bump into them easily.

Not long after I walked out, I was hit twice in a short distance.

The first time he was hit by someone, he thought the other person was just being careless and didn’t take it too seriously. The second time he was hit by the same person again.

The other party was just stealing things and had no intention of killing anyone, so his attention was diverted to other places to look for the Military Control Commission members.

So I didn't notice the pickpocket's intention. It was only when I was bumped into for the second time that I felt something was wrong because the person looked familiar.

At the same time, he also noticed that the other party's hand was reaching towards his lower back, where his gun was.

This guy didn't find any money on him the first time, but when he found something on his lower back, he thought the money was placed there, so he came the second time.

He grabbed the other person's hand and threw it away, staring at him with cold eyes: "Get lost!"

The pickpocket was frightened by Sun Lang's eyes and quickly turned around and ran into the crowd.

Sun Lang then returned to normal and continued walking, paying attention to the situation around him.

There is no need to be polite to people like this. They treat the train station as their hunting ground. I wonder how many people they have killed?

Nowadays people don’t have bank cards or anything like that, so when they go out they keep their money close to them, so it’s very easy for it to be stolen.

If it wasn't for the mission now, stealing his things would be courting death.

The people from No. 76 had been watching him in the dark, and they also noticed the noise he had just made.

One of them received instructions from Yang Guichang and walked towards Sun Lang.

He came to Sun Lang and asked in a low voice, pretending to be a passerby looking around.

"Is there anything wrong with Director Sun?"

Sun Lang didn't turn around to look at him. He clenched his fist and coughed, then whispered, "A thief."

After hearing this, the spy left and went back to report to Yang Guichang.

No one came to disturb him anymore, so Sun Lang finally had time to observe carefully. He turned on the system identity scan and checked the people around him.

Everyone in sight had their name and job industry written on their heads; most of them were ordinary people.

Person No. 76 formed a circle about ten meters away.

Soon he also discovered another group of people, who were today's contact persons, the Military Control Commission personnel.

The person has arrived at the designated location and is looking around secretly for someone.

In addition to this contact person, Sun Lang also saw other Military Control Commission personnel following the same rules about ten meters away.

There were five or six of them.

Sun Lang sighed and murmured:

"Damn it, they really set a trap. If we go to the meeting place, it's like we're trapped in the encirclement of the Military Control Commission."

I've already come here, and there's person No. 76 watching from behind, so I have no choice but to go forward.

He shuttled through the crowd and soon arrived in front of the contact person.

With a smile on his face, he hurried over to give the secret signal.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Do you still need to work?"

The contact person had a dark face and said, "If you don't want me to wait for you here, don't come next time if you are late."

"No, no."

"Hurry up and catch up. Don't waste time. We are all waiting for you."

"Boss, I want to ask what kind of work we do?"

"You'll know when we get there."

When Sun Lang knew this code, he felt that it was quite down-to-earth and indeed a problem that would not be easily discovered by others.

But both sides knew that this meeting was a trap.

The secret codes matched, and the contact person looked at Sun Lang subtly, then led the way.

Sun Lang seemed not to notice the other person's look. He still had a smile on his face, which was much more sincere than before.

I followed him and left without looking at the people from No. 76. When I noticed their gazes on me, I knew they had followed me, as well as those from the Military Control Commission.

That dangerous gaze followed him like a shadow, staring at him all the time, and he couldn't ignore it.

The two of them didn't say a word on the way. They followed the people out of the train station and turned around many times before arriving at a remote place.

At this time, the person in front spoke:

"We just happen to have an operation soon. Now I will take you to meet a few people to discuss this mission."

"Okay, everything will be arranged by the superior."

Sun Lang agreed readily.

He felt bitter in his heart, thinking that there would be action soon. I was afraid that this action was to arrest him.

He didn't know where this person was taking him. Ever since he entered this remote place, the number of people sighting him, whether it was No. 76 or the Military Control Commission, had suddenly decreased a lot.

It was difficult to hide people in alleys like this, so Yang Guichang didn't dare to bring all his men in.

He ordered his men to enter from other places and then move towards the center to surround them.

And those people from the Military Control Commission.

After Sun Lang arrived at the place, those dangerous eyes were focused on him again.

People have already ambushed near the house in front.

Not to mention the people who were in ambush, Sun Lang felt a little scalp-tingling when looking at the gate in front of him.

The door opened, the contact person had already gone in, and now we were just waiting for him to come in.