Song Beiyun

So while he was eating the chicken and holding a pot of homemade water wine in his hand, he curiously went around to the woman, but he found that it was the beautiful Persian woman from last time.

She was supposed to be surrounded by stars, but now she is crying here alone, which makes people feel distressed.

And she obviously also found Song Beiyun, the two of them looked at each other for 20 seconds, but she turned her head and laughed out loud.

"You cry and laugh at the same time, are you bewitched?"

"I want you to care..." The Persian girl glared at him: "I don't care whether I cry or laugh."

"I don't care about you." Song Beiyun took a bite of the chicken leg: "I still have half a chicken, do you want to eat it?"

"Who wants to eat your leftovers!"

"Oh, then you continue to cry."

Song Beiyun retreated silently, and continued to enjoy the moonlight while eating his chicken with Erlang's legs crossed, with a serene expression and his mind wandering into the sky.

But it wasn't long before he was stable, the strong fragrance penetrated into his nose again, pulling him down from the imaginary spaceship.

"I just put on the spacesuit..." Song Beiyun looked up at her, "Your scent is too strong, really... change to a lighter perfume."

"It's up to you!" The Persian woman stretched out her hand and tore off the remaining half of Song Beiyun's chicken leg, sat down and began to eat.

"You are so barbaric..."

"I'm so pissed off today!" She didn't care what Song Beiyun said about her, but complained, "I'm so pissed off!!!"

Song Beiyun ignored her, just lowered his head and took out a pack of melon seeds from his bag and continued to eat.

"I went to give things to the grassland refugees outside the city with good intentions, but who knew that the things would be delivered, and I was dragged over by the politicians and reprimanded, I was so mad!" She rambled on about her experience: "Song Beiyun is so hateful. !"

"Ang, hateful, hateful." Song Beiyun nodded, and replied perfunctorily: "There is no one more hateful than him."

"Why don't you let me do good deeds? Just because I'm a Persian? The Han people are so unreasonable!"

"Well, unreasonable and unreasonable." Song Beiyun didn't lift his head, just eating, he took out the rice ball wrapped with salt pork from his bag and ate it: "It's really disgusting."

"That's right! How angry!"

But at this moment, Song Beiyun took out another grilled pork rib wrapped in greased paper from the bag, and when she saw Song Beiyun took out the food from the bag for the third time, she finally couldn't help it: "You... ...How much food did you bring?"

Song Beiyun opened the bag to show her: "It's gone."

"You... you are so strange, I am sad, you just know how to eat!"

"Then tell me, how can you compare to roast chicken?" Song Beiyun's standard straight-man questioning made the atmosphere extremely awkward.

"I...you...are you comparing me to roast chicken?" The Persian girl's eyes widened: "How can you...I'm so good-looking!"

Song Beiyun scratched his chin: "Is roast chicken ugly?"

Chapter 755: Sunny November 9, Seven Years

A side room in the backyard of the Princess Mansion.

King Kong, the nine inner guards of Chang'an City, were all present. They were the chief and adjutant of Chang'an Internal Affairs, the chief and adjutant of Chang'an Secret Service, the chief and adjutant of Chang'an Special Service, the chief and adjutant of Chang'an Police, and the head of the Special Affairs Bureau.

The Nine Great King Kongs were all elites trained by Song Beiyun in the Imperial City Department. After following him to Chang'an, they were screened out after a second screening.

Casually releasing one outside would make a child screaming at night, but now they are being stopped crying at night, and they are being scolded there looking like rotten cowards.

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

Song Beiyun pointed at them one by one: "You spend millions of dollars every year to raise a group of wastes like you! Let others bully you! Are you the only ones who still have the face to say that you are the best intelligence personnel in the world? If you want me to say It's trash! One by one, Chen Huanghan!"

"Have!"

"How much the fuck do you weigh?"

"Back... back to teacher... 180 five catties."

"180, good! It's good. When I came here, it was one hundred and one. In a few years, you gave me half a man. It's useless to work, but it tastes better than pigs. I really teach dogs to eat. I have taught you, you are really worse than dogs."

The Nine King Kongs have no temper. They couldn’t stand the matter. Shangfeng told them to thoroughly investigate the Persian woman, but they almost tore up the city of Chang’an, but they still couldn’t find the woman. suspicious.

So they reported it to Song Beiyun in this way, and in exchange for today's bloody head.

"You said she's fine, okay." Song Beiyun slapped the table vigorously: "I'll let you increase your knowledge again."

After speaking, Xiao Song took out the chalk and drew three squares on the blackboard, and wrote the date on it.

"It was the first time that she and I ran into the Banxian Tea House by chance. This time we treat it as a complete coincidence and can ignore it."

"The second time, she happened to be inspecting the refugee camp that day, and she just happened to deliver things to the refugees. Okay, we will treat this as a coincidence."

"The third time, I met her by chance in the Rose Garden next to the Fenglin Night School. It was a coincidence that she was crying less than three feet away from me. The voice was neither loud nor small, just right I can hear it."

Song Beiyun slapped the blackboard vigorously, and the dust flew into the air with a puff, but he ignored it and asked sharply, "Have I taught you the principle of coincidence?"

The next nine Vajras replied weakly and listlessly: "Yes..."

"Fatty man, get up and answer the coincidence principle of the intelligence community."

Chen Huanghan, who was questioned about his weight just now, stood up tremblingly and said: "The intelligence department should define all coincidences of more than two times as improbable events, and then conduct investigations, and the more coincidences, the greater the probability of intentional approach."

"Very good, it seems that you all understand the truth." Song Beiyun kicked over his stool: "Chang'an City, counting local residents, immigrants, refugees and temporary residents, according to the notice of the household registration office last month, the number is 330. Ten thousand people. This includes all the data of the three prefectures and eleven counties in Chang'an. 330 million people, what is the probability of encountering the same person by coincidence three times in a row without special agreement, fat man! Let me count!"

Chen Huanghan bowed his head and didn't dare to speak, he hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "Very low..."

"How low is low."

"It's just... very low, almost impossible."

"It's 330 million times 330 million and then 330 million! Let me tell you, it's impossible!" Song Beiyun sternly said, "Even if we don't count the first two times and calculate the third time alone, that's one part in 330 million. Dog days Yes." Song Beiyun walked back and forth with his hips crossed: "Do you think that I have people shit on my neck? My movements are clearly grasped by others, but we don't know what's going on on the other side. You still have the face to say that you are number one in the world? Huh? Number one in the world???”

The Nine King Kongs who had been scolded all night remained silent, but everyone has a competitive spirit. They were naturally unwilling to be scolded by Song Beiyun for being worthless. After all, they have been the world's number one intelligence agency for a long time. superior.

"Master Song, can't you just arrest him for interrogation?"

"You go back tomorrow and receive your monthly salary yourself, and you will be suspended for half a year, so you can rebuild." Song Beiyun waved his hand lightly: "You are so stupid that you don't deserve to work under my hands."

The guy who was dragged out to rebuild after talking too much turned pale at the time. He was about to ask for forgiveness but was stopped by his companion, who shook his head slightly to signal him to shut up now.

Everyone who works in intelligence knows that intelligence is a persistent war. There is no gunpowder smoke but it is extremely bloody. After spies and spies are discovered, they will basically die, and even a large number of people will be involved. When muddy things happen, there are usually many checkpoints set up in the espionage world to prevent being linked.

So even if this person was caught and interrogated, one point was lost, but no one knew how many points were left behind.The most common and most cost-effective method for the intelligence battlefield is to strictly control the online of these points, or use these points to transmit false, wrong or even completely contradictory information.

The method of using an exposed person to continuously deliver false information, or even use his behavior to seduce a higher-level online, is called fishing in the intelligence community.

The guy who asked the question just took it for granted that he ate his bait, and the person who ate the bait had some brains. It's no wonder that Song Beiyun immediately let him go.

"Master Song, if we investigate with great fanfare, will we startle the snake?"

"When I taught you before, did you say that the most important thing in this line of work is to talk less bullshit?" Song Beiyun asked back: "What I want is substantive advice, and I didn't ask you to ask nonsense that even a dog knows. "

"Yes……"

It seems that Song Beiyun was indeed angered today. He was quite gentle in the past, but now he has to go up and say something when he hears everything, and he is very hostile.

"Since you have encountered a strong enemy, let's review the past and learn the new today." Song Beiyun turned around and wrote on the blackboard: "Any behavior is driven by motivation, and there is no unmotivated behavior."

An innocent woman who can't be found by the self-proclaimed strongest intelligence organization is a major doubt in itself. It is because she is too clean that she looks unnatural. Then such a person keeps approaching Song Beiyun, and the timing is just right. What is the motivation behind this?

kill?Impossible, Song Beiyun does not accept assassination, he always has a pistol on his body, even Wuyou has a low chance of winning in front of a pistol, and if someone can know Song Beiyun's whereabouts like the back of his hand, it is impossible not to know that there must be someone within ten feet of him. With the protection of top experts, it is more difficult to kill him than to assassinate the emperor without anyone noticing.In terms of poisoning, Song Beiyun is the founder of the School of Chemistry, and he is an ancestral figure who plays poison. He is the only one in the world who poisons others, and it is not up to others to poison him.

So what's the remaining motivation?Get information?Or some other purpose?

In fact, this is hard to guess, because Song Beiyun is too clear about his own value. His every move affects the national economy of dozens of countries. One order is the livelihood of hundreds or millions of people. Although he is not an emperor, he is better than an emperor. .In his hands, he still holds enough superior troops and black technology to fight back and forth from Jerusalem.

There are too many things that can be obtained from him, so he doesn't know whether this is a personal, family or national strategy plan.I don't even know which country this is, whether it is Persia, the Western Regions, Song Dynasty, Liao Dynasty, Jin Dynasty or where.

So this is the reason why he was angry. What he was facing was a nothingness, a nothingness where he didn't know where to start, and before finding out who was standing behind her, everything had to be low-key and quiet. Enjoy the process of fishing.

Otherwise, without this screw, there will be meat wire, iron wire, steel wire, and copper wire in the future.

"This woman is too smart." One of the Nine King Kong said: "Not only has she not had any bad deeds, but she also has many fans in the folk. If she is easily arrested, there will be no trouble in public opinion."

"Hey, if you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it." Someone next to him added: "It's not easy to find out her crime, but isn't it easy to add a crime to her, but it doesn't help, but it's just one more thing." Just a corpse."

"Nice corpse."

As soon as these words came out, the nine kings all showed ferocious smiles. If someone broke into this place, they would definitely be terrified.

"Okay, you bastards." Song Beiyun patted the table: "This time it's a battle between two intelligence agencies. It's your face and your heart. You can only succeed and not fail. Give me all the best investigations ! Even if traced to the ends of the earth."

"Yes!"

Everyone got up and agreed, and Song Beiyun waved his hand wearily: "Get lost."

The nine people left with a sigh of relief, and the guy who was asked to rebuild just now asked his companions curiously: "I..."

"My lord told you to use your brain more, not to really punish you, if you begged for mercy just now, you will be finished." The dead fat man interjected, "Remember the lesson this time, don't interrupt me, and use your brain. You are doing intelligence. of."

"Understood, brother... haven't you been scolded miserably?"

"Then what can we do? If we can't get things done, we can still run away after being scolded?" The fat man took a deep breath: "I still don't believe it, even if she fell from the sky, I still want to find the pit where she landed! "

On the second day, it was another calm day in Chang'an, two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful.

Song Beiyun took a rest today, and he didn't seem to lose his temper yesterday, but he got up early and came outside the barracks to wait. As soon as the appointed time arrived, a carriage stopped in front of him.

"Really on time."

Looking at Zuo Rou who jumped down from the carriage, he smiled all over his face: "There are not many women who are as punctual as you."

"In the barracks, delay will kill your head." Zuo Rou took it for granted, "It's a matter of minutes."

"Okay, not bad." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "If you eat for a minute, I will tell you that you are not worthy of the military camp and tell you to go home and take care of your children."

Zuo Rou squinted at him, as if saying, "I don't understand your virtue yet."

When entering the barracks, Song Beiyun asked Zuo Rou to make a record, and then the two walked straight into the handsome camp. On the way, Song Beiyun asked curiously, "Did you have fun in the temple yesterday?"

"Happy? I'm going to be blown out of my mind by those little bastards! I thought my little bastard was enough, but after seeing a bunch of bastards, I'm really convinced. I'd rather lead troops to fight the Turks now. Don't take the kids."

"Fight, you can fight." Song Beiyun nodded and said: "I will give you a chance to beat the best teams of Song and Liao into dogs."

Zuo Rou's eyes were bright and sharp, and her saliva could not wait to drip.

After arriving at Shuaiying, he called the generals of the Beihai Navy and introduced Zuo Rou to them first. However, Zuo Rou here did not use her real name, but a pseudonym of Zhou Huimin, although Zuo Rou was not I know why Song Beiyun asked her to call this, but as long as she can lead troops to fight, she doesn't mind being called a dog basket.

"Marshal, isn't this Missy? Why..."

Zuo Rou was recognized by the generals at all levels as soon as they entered the door. After all, Miss Zuo was the most beautiful woman in the military circle according to Qiu Ba, and she was also the daughter of Duke Ding. The teenagers even grew up with her.

"Don't ask." Song Beiyun raised a finger: "Ask is General Zhou."

The generals, big and small, all understood, nodded and stood up to say hello to "General Zhou".

"Today, I invited General Zhou to come to prepare for the establishment of an imaginary enemy army." Song Beiyun raised a finger: "I told you before that the role of the imaginary enemy army, so this time General Zhou will be in Song Liao at the same time. The best troops from the armies of the two countries have been combined to form a force that has never been stronger."

The generals at all levels smiled knowingly. They obviously didn't think that this "General Zhou" could provoke anything, and everyone knew that there was something going on between the general and "General Zhou". What a little lady.

That being the case, why don't you all cooperate? It's just a drill. What kind of waves can a girl like him make? Is it possible that he can still beat the best of them?

Seeing the contempt and banter on their faces, Song Beiyun remained calm but his heart was already filled with joy.

"The director team will arrange it as soon as possible. These days, General Zhou will first select a group of people to be the enemy."

Zuo Rou sat beside her with a sinister smile: "Then I won't be polite."

"General Zhou, please be polite, just ask what you want! Our brothers will definitely cooperate with the general."

After listening to what they said, Song Beiyun got up: "I won't talk too much, I will give you seven days to prepare, after which the Song-Liao military exercise will officially start."

Zuo Rou raised her head and asked, "Do you want to convince them all?"

"You're welcome." Song Beiyun glanced back at her, "Do your best."

And those generals obviously had smiles on their faces...

Chapter 756, September 9, Seven Years

Serious people who spend the Mid-Autumn Festival outside.

As one of the most important festivals in customs, the Mid-Autumn Festival is no less than the Spring Festival. People who have a family naturally want to spend it at home. Although the wind and moon are boundless outside, there will be tea parties, tea parties, tea parties, and poetry meetings.But how can there be a cup of fermented glutinous rice with eggs at home to be peaceful and peaceful.

"So many brands invite you to go, you really don't go to any of them?"

After dinner, Jin Ling'er came to the yard with a stack of signs inviting Song Beiyun to participate in various activities, and found Song Beiyun who was sitting there drawing a picture of the sky for the children.

"Play first." Song Beiyun got up and greeted the children, then followed Jin Ling'er into the house.

"Ask you, what are you doing so mysteriously?"