After rebirth, I handed over my past life information to the country

Shui Mutian walked to Fang Heng's side and asked, "Aren't you going over to sing?"

Fang Heng rolled his eyes at Shui Mutian and said, "Are you not pretending to be unfamiliar with me now?"

Shui Mutian, "Under normal circumstances, should we be familiar with each other?"

Fang Heng: "That's true. Little Fang Heng is indeed a bit of a loner."

Shui Mutian, "At the graduation reunion of junior high school classmates, classmates who were not familiar with each other originally exchanged a few emotional words because they were about to part. What's the big problem?"

Fang Heng, "I know what you want to ask. The plan has already begun. Just say a few words. Stay away from me and don't let anyone with ulterior motives see you."

Shui Mutian touched his nose and walked aside.

Chen Jie ran over and pulled Shui Mutian and Fang Heng, "You two should come over and sing with us. It's okay that you don't fit in at school, but now we've graduated. If you don't go crazy with your classmates, you won't have a chance in the future."

"Come over and sing the songs of the Little Tigers together. Let's sing karaoke in the box. When we're done singing, let's go to the first floor hall to dance."

Shui Mutian and Fang Heng didn't want to spoil the class monitor's fun, so they followed them and roared like a demon.

Gu Ning and Shui Mutian originally planned to just show up and then go home, but they were infected by the enthusiasm of their classmates and played until after eleven o'clock before going home.

Gu Ning couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had had so much fun.

It’s great to be young!

The two came out of the heroic city, and Gu Ning asked Shui Mutian, "Did you have fun today?"

"It's not bad! My classmates are having so much fun. They are totally different from school."

"Because they know that there will never be a chance for so many students from Class 8 to gather together to play again!"

Gu Ning walked backwards, "I saw you talking to Fang Heng in the crowd, what did you say to him?"

"It's just a simple greeting. As the orphan of a martyr, we should take the initiative to talk to him!"

"Then I will take the initiative to talk to him next time."

Shui Mutian, "I think there is something else. He gets shy when talking to female classmates. You should not go over and make things difficult for him."

Gu Ning, "Is that so? Then you can talk to him occasionally and ask him if he has any difficulties. If he needs help, just tell him."

"Looking at his grades, there is absolutely no problem for him to stay in the county's No. 1 high school!"

Shui Mutian: "Well, I understand."

In front of them, groups of people were walking in twos and threes, some preparing to enter the heroic city, and some preparing to leave.

For some people, their nightlife has ended, while for others, it has just begun.

Gu Ning saw a couple passing by her, and the woman dressed sexy seemed a little familiar.

Gu Ning searched her memory and found out that it was Feng Xing. She seemed to have seen the man hugging her somewhere before. He was Fang Yaping's gigolo husband Gao Cheng.

Ever since Gu Ning opened his own clothing store, he has never been to Fang Yaping's store again.

Gu Ning would occasionally meet Fang Yaping's husband, who would flirt with young girls on the street in a disguised manner.

One time on the street, Gao Cheng actually approached Gu Ning and started chatting her up. Gu Ning didn't even need Shui Mutian to help him. He just threw Gao Cheng over his shoulder and knocked him to the ground on the street, unable to get up.

From then on, Gao Cheng would stay away from Gu Ning whenever he saw him.

Now seeing Feng Xing and Gao Cheng, this weird couple, together, Gu Ning's eyes instantly widened.

"Shui Mutian, you two actually went clubbing together?"

"I saw it! What's so strange about that? Birds of a feather flock together."

Gu Ning, "Of course you can. You can curse without using any dirty words!"

"I'm just telling the truth!"

……

Late at night, a villa in City D was brightly lit. Zhao Mian said to his boss, "Our people have sent back news that the Chinese have obtained the other half of the blueprints, and their Type 055 destroyer has begun construction."

The boss walked around the room. "So, the purpose of those two soldiers coming to City D was to take away the blueprints. If we had known this, we would have intercepted them in City D."

Zhao Mian, "Boss, it's too late to say anything now. Fang Heng must be the 'prophet' we are looking for. Let's go and arrest Fang Heng now."

"Since he knows the complete drawings of the Type 055 destroyer, we can just arrest him."

Boss, "We must not be careless. This may be a trick by the Chinese to divert attention. The news from City B says that what Nie Xinghan did is beyond the reach of people of this era."

"What he said was all advanced language. He said a Chinese idiom is a compressed package. Do you know what a compressed package is?"

"We must not act rashly. We must double-check before we act without confirming the true 'prophet'. We cannot afford the cost of failure."

"We should not underestimate China's security department. We can take root in China because we grew up here. It's not easy for them to dig us out."

"If our group of people are arrested, it will be difficult for us to insert our people in the future. Even if we have to die, we have to die meaningfully."

"As long as we can confirm who is the 'prophet', we can take action immediately."

"I am most afraid that the people we suspect are not real. They are smokescreens released by the Chinese to lure out the snakes and catch us all in one fell swoop."

"As long as we are still in China and have legal identities, we can use our identities to do many things. Even if we do something bad, it will be enough to cause headaches for the Chinese officials."

"We can even train our people in all walks of life and quietly take root in various places. When the time and place are right, we can strike them a fatal blow at the critical moment."

"Why can't we islanders live on this vast land?"

"So we have to be patient. Even if they have a 'prophet', as long as we are not exposed, we will be on the winning side."

After hearing this, Zhao Mian said, "Boss is right, I was too impulsive!"

"Boss, let's continue to send people to keep an eye on Fang Heng."

The boss waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, but remember not to alert the enemy!"

"Yes! Boss! I will arrange for someone to keep a close eye on Fang Heng right away."

Fang Heng, who was on their mind, was sleeping soundly on the bed. He was woken up by the bite of a mosquito. He slapped the blood-sucking mosquito to flatten it, turned over and continued to sleep!

The next morning, Fang Heng woke up and went out to buy breakfast, and met an elderly couple downstairs.

"Young man, you must be the person who lives next door to me. My husband and I just moved in yesterday. They say that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. I hope you can take good care of my husband and me in the future."

"We are old now. If we have any troubles, can you lend a hand, young man?"

The old men and women who were exercising downstairs saw this and started to speak up, “Fang Heng! The old man is old, so lend a hand whenever you can. Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue in our country. Everyone will get old one day, and the person you are helping may be your old self!”

Fang Heng, "..."

He didn't say anything, this group of people said everything.

"I understand, grandpa and aunt! I will definitely help my neighbors enthusiastically!"

Fang Heng looked at his neighbors with a smile and said, "You two just wait for me. Don't think I won't recognize you just because you changed your disguises."