If we could give these two intelligence agents and peripheral members of intelligence agents lurking within the empire a chance to choose again, they might not go out to eat and find a place where they can see Mr. Lapan''s house.


    Unfortunately, there is no such opportunity in the world to let people choose again.


    These two are intelligence personnel sent by the Federation to the Empire and trained intelligence personnel. Where people can''t see, the espionage war between the Empire and the Federation is in full swing, and some intelligence personnel are exposed on both sides of each other every month. Because of their special nature of work, these people will not be recognized even after death. They are nameless heroes and sad soldiers. Because they can never prove themselves with medals and can only be accompanied by shadows.


    Today may be their last mission.


    A veteran, a novice.


    The novice just felt a huge force coming along his arm, he began to shake his arm, but the simple and honest young man was very energetic and held his wrist tightly, so that he could feel whether his wrist would be crushed. He was forced to be lifted and lost his focus.


    At the same time, he reacted to the sitting veteran at the first time. When he just touched his pocket with one hand, a bench split on his back. The old hand immediately blushed and showed a look of pain. Before he could make any more moves, several benches were smashed at him. He could only lie on the table with his head in his arms and face the unreasonable storm.


    He is an elite federal intelligence officer. He can drive, shoot and fight. In addition, he can also use code telegrams, synthesize deadly toxins with some common daily necessities, and disguise himself as a target through short-term observation. But he never learned such street fighting, a kind of unreasonable fighting.


    The novice''s face has turned white. He was picked up by Ellis, took his belt and directly hit the wall on the other side. The huge impact made him seem to be scattered. Before he could get up after falling heavily on the ground, a good leather shoe appeared at the tip of his nose.


    His head was kicked violently, and his nose, tears and saliva splashed out. Ellis stepped on his face and turned his pocket over. Except for two knives and some tools for... Prying the door, there was no pistol or anything like that, not even anything that could prove his identity.


    The veteran was also tired on the ground. He found himself lying on his stomach, and the other party hit him with a bench more happily, so he drilled under the table without image. He wanted to fight back, but he didn''t bring weapons. According to the code requirements of intelligence personnel, he can''t carry weapons during non combat, destruction, assassination and other tasks that need weapons. This is to avoid being blackmailed and searched by the evil imperial police and expose his identity.


    The table above his head was quickly opened, and a powerful fist hit his eyes. His eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.


    All of a sudden, there was chaos in the restaurant. The riot came and went quickly. Ellis left twenty dollars to compensate for the loss of these tables, chairs and benches. He warned the shopkeeper that if he dared to call the police, he would send him to God. The shopkeeper was very helpless about this, but he also agreed to Ellis''s request. These losses add up to five yuan. It''s a good thing to get fifteen yuan more for nothing. He won''t call the police foolishly, and then let the police take the twenty pieces as "evidence".


    The party dragged the two men out and stuffed them into the car. The car quickly drove to the suburbs. There were many inconvenient things and people in the city. In order to avoid trouble, they put the two guys down on the farm belonging to the association in the suburbs.


    They were tied to the chairs by ropes, and the huge lights illuminated everything in the warehouse. They could even feel a heat wave crawling restlessly overhead.


    "Your name!", stimulated by two buckets of cold water, they both woke up. They took a look at the surrounding environment and finally shut up.


    They are intelligence personnel. Before they engage in this job, they have been prepared to be found and dealt with. Therefore, when even the most terrible death can not threaten their will, there is nothing that can make them compromise. After they die, the Federation will give their families the greatest help, definitely much more than when they were alive.


    Ellis grinned. "I like hard bones. Breaking hard bones is more interesting than eating meat." he took off his belt. The head of the belt was pure steel and looked like the shell of a turtle. He took the belt in his hand, chose it, and pumped it hard at the guy who looked calmer.


    About a pound of belt head broke out terrible lethality under the blessing of speed and strength. Only an uncomfortable Gede was heard, the old hand murmured and trembled, and his knee was broken.


    "Maybe you want to tell me your name now?" Ellis waved his belt, but what he got was silence. He smiled indifferently. "We have time!"


    More than an hour later, the veteran was dying. He didn''t say a word, and even bit his tongue. Of course, he didn''t commit suicide, just to make his tongue swollen and painful. He wanted to use this pain to fight the pain in other parts of his body, and at the same time, he could make himself speechless.


    He is a strong soldier, but the novices around him are full of sweat. He can''t stand such places, such people and things.


    He watched the group skillfully cut the old man''s legs as if he had practiced many times, and carefully avoided those thick blood vessels, so that although he was bleeding, he would not die soon. He also saw that the devil burned more than a dozen lettered marks on the veteran''s chest with something that burned and branded the horse''s ass, and watched those people roughly tear open the blisters and press the straw and plaster on them.


    In addition to trembling and coma, the veteran did not shout once, but the more strong he was, the more frightened the novice was. He knew that he could not do so, so he was trembling and afraid.


    Ellis gasped slightly, drew a pistol from his back and put it on the veteran''s forehead. The old hand suddenly showed relaxed and expectant eyes. He seemed to say, come on, hit me.


    "You are a respectable opponent. If I do anything again, I will humiliate you and myself. If you see God, tell him my name, my name is Ellis, and then you can ask him to let me go to hell.", he said from his heart. He thought he couldn''t bear such torture. He didn''t say a word, "goodbye!"


    A gunshot sounded as if there was an illusion echoing in people''s hearts. At the moment of the gunshot, it seemed to hear the man''s sigh.


    Ariels asked someone to take the old hand off the chair, put it into the straw stamp and send it to the pet food manufacturer for processing tomorrow. He turned to look at the novice, and he picked up the belt that had been put down in his hand. "Can you be like your companion and die without saying a word?"


    In the evening, before Du Lin had a rest, the telephone in front of his desk rang. After connecting, he knew it was Ellis. Before he asked how things were going, there was a gunshot from the receiver.


    "Boss, we found two spies spying outside Mr. Lapan''s residence. They said they suspected that Mr. Lapan was a spy sent by the Empire to the Federation, so they came here to verify..." Ellis didn''t think he had caught two federal spies. If ordinary people found or caught spies, the Empire would give a very rich reward. But he couldn''t get the reward. "What am I going to do next?"


    This is the advantages and disadvantages of Ellis. He is very obedient to orders and has the ability to execute, but he is lack of flexibility. He can do well in some things that don''t need to use his head. For some that need to use his head, he will keep calling for instructions from Turin.


    "Continue to check. According to the two spies, after their family goes out tomorrow, go in and see if there are any photos of Mr. Lapan, or contact information of his friends and relatives, and bring them out." as long as there are photos and contact information of relatives and friends, we can prove the authenticity of Lapan from other places.


    The next day, Ariels quickly stole Mr. Lapan''s photos and some telephone numbers, and then got on the train to Otis.


    On that morning, a phone call made the director of the federal police take action. He called the sheriff in charge of the rich area into his office, asked him to close the door and pull down the shutters.


    He looked at the sheriff very seriously with some satisfaction. "Just now the federal intelligence service informed us that the imperial man you found is likely to be a spy and asked us to arrest him immediately!"


    Veterans and novices have not fed back information for more than 12 hours, which is inconsistent with the code of federal intelligence personnel. According to the provisions of the code, dynamic information needs to be reported once for an incubation period of at least 30 days. If there are special latent tasks, dynamic information can be reported once half a year. However, the intelligence personnel performing the task must give feedback within 12 hours, because performing the task means that they may be seen through and may expose themselves.


    If there is no feedback for more than 12 hours during the mission, it shall be treated as exposure, arrest and killing.


    Two days ago, the two intelligence personnel reported the mission situation almost once in six hours, but now it has been 14 hours. Not only have they not contacted the Imperial Intelligence online, but they can''t even get through the phone of their residence. The intelligence network on the other side of the Empire thinks that these two people may have been arrested or killed, which confirms from the side that Mr. Lapan is not an ordinary person!


    At the national level, all barbaric acts can be forgiven, so the federal intelligence service called for the immediate arrest of lapuan, and also dispatched four senior agents to cooperate with the arrest of the police station.