Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Matsuda-kun, there's no need to go to such great lengths. Although we don't know the identity of the person carrying the information, as long as we surround the place and find the woman, the other person won't be difficult to find!"

Nanzō Yunko has fully experienced the abnormal psychology beneath Zhou Ke's gentle appearance in bed and at his desk recently, so she was not even surprised when Zhou Ke said such a cruel word.

"It's better to be careful! Otherwise, Yunzi, you might be in trouble again!" Zhou Ke put the pulled out blade back in.

Now he could confirm that it was definitely not a false intelligence scam! But since the other person's identity was unknown to Nanzō Yunko and the others, it would be even harder for him to find her. It would be impossible for him to remind her from a distance after seeing her.

'Although this handsome man is a bit perverted, his starting point is still for my own good. I will tolerate him even if he plays more perverted games in the future! 'Looking at Zhou Ke's handsome profile as he sheathed his sword, Nanzao Yunzi was moved by herself again.

Soon, the convoy arrived at Jiangwan Racecourse.

Nanzō Yunko looked at the venue in front of her, which was even larger than she had imagined, and said to Zhou Ke beside her, "Mr. Matsuda, your jurisdiction is relatively close to here. It would be safer to transfer some more personnel over."

"No problem. I'll have my men dispatch another squadron."

Zhou Ke agreed readily. He hoped that the people used for the siege were all his own military police. After all, it would be more convenient for him to do something this way.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Ke and his men, who had arranged for their men to block the entrance, took the remaining men into the racecourse.

After walking in, Zhou Ke found that this was indeed a large venue, and the competition inside was in full swing.

As the commentator explained, the audience in the stands cheered passionately, which made Zhou Ke want to join in and play a few rounds.

But unfortunately, no matter how much money these spectators make today, they will definitely not be able to leave for a while.

Nanzō Yunko took a telescope and began to observe the densely packed audience in the stands. Because there were too many people and everyone was dressed rather fancy, she couldn't find any similar targets for a while.

At the same time, Zhou Ke was also searching with a pair of binoculars, but his mentality was different from Nan Zao Yunzi's.

He was a little anxious now. After all, he couldn't find the target in advance. Even if he succeeded in telekinesis, if the target couldn't realize the reason of exposure in time and change his characteristics, it would be difficult for him to escape.

Suddenly, Zhou Ke had an idea and a bold idea came to his mind!

Soon, a bizarre incident occurred at the crowded racecourse, and even the next horse race that was about to take place was stopped prematurely due to the sudden change.

It seemed like something was raining from the sky, and for a moment, everyone at the racecourse thought they were seeing things.

The colorful fabrics were blown into the racecourse from somewhere along the wind. If it hadn't been for the clear weather, everyone present would have thought that a tornado had wiped out the weaving factory.

"What's going on!" Yokoyama Isamu looked at the sky, which was empty just now, with some surprise.

"There's something wrong with those fabrics! Huh? How could they be that kind of stuff!" Nanzō Yunko exclaimed.

"What is that?" Yokoyama Isamu, who had been slacking off just now, picked up the telescope and started looking at it with some curiosity.

"Oh my God, Matsuda-kun, did you see that? It's raining underwear!" Soon, Yokoyama Isamu who was next to Zhou Ke let out an obscene exclamation.

"I saw it a long time ago. It's really off the mark!" Zhou Ke also sighed in agreement.

Fortunately, I saved some underwear before and didn't take it out to give to Nanzao Yunzi. Now it comes in handy! So there is no such thing as waste, only people who don't know how to use it!

"Was the warehouse of some underwear trading company blown up to the sky by the strong wind? I have never seen so many styles of women's underwear in my life!" Yokoyama Isamu clicked his tongue.

"Yokoyama-kun, find your target first, don't be distracted by those underwear, if you like, just go over and pick them up when you catch someone later!"

As Minamizō Yunko finished her words, the people at the racecourse became agitated, and it became increasingly difficult for Minamizō Yunko to find someone.

In the stadium, there were women screaming, men laughing wildly, and all kinds of sounds rang out noisily.

"Look, there are words on this underwear!"

"Yes, it's still on display!"

"You are a bunch of shameless people! And you picked it up and looked at it!"

"There's a traitor! The clothes you wore for the meeting have been exposed!" Soon many people read out the words on the underwear.

"The words on mine are the same as yours!"

"Mine is a different style, but the words are the same as yours!"

At this time, the reactions of the people in the venue were mixed. Although most of them were very excited, many people secretly thought that it was bad and felt that they seemed to be involved in something terrible.

"Give it to me!" Nanzō Yunko snatched a piece of underwear from the person next to her. After looking at the words embroidered on it, the surprise on her face quickly turned into anger.

"Hurry, everyone, take action, pick up a few more pieces for me!" After reading the words, Nanzō Yunko quickly ordered the subordinates around her, and even she herself started to join the ranks of picking up underwear.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Nanzō Yunko's mind, but in the end she still felt that this matter was too strange, even a little incomprehensible.

As she looked at more and more underwear, Nanzao Yunzi became more and more confused. Who on earth had the time to embroider so many words on so many underwear in advance and then throw them all down from the sky today!

Since you have the time to do such a big thing, why don’t you just notify the contact person?

The roof of the stadium! Although Nanzō Yunko didn't know why this person took such a laborious way to remind the contact person, but there must be someone on the roof of the racecourse throwing these things in the direction of the wind.

Soon, agents No. 76, under the command of Nanzō Yunko, ran to the top of the stadium, but all this was destined to be in vain!

"Is this crazy woman Yunzi so short of underwear? Mr. Matsuda, I have to criticize you for this. You should at least give them some compensation for using their clothes! Shouldn't you at least buy some clothes? You will benefit from it too!"

Yokoyama Yong put down the telescope reluctantly, and looked at Nanzō Yunko, who was holding a handful of underwear of various styles, and scolding Zhou Ke beside her.

But while he was scolding, he was also a little envious. Being handsome, having status and being young are advantages! This little brother of his is probably blessed again!

"Hey, Mr. Yokoyama, can you please focus on the main point!" Zhou Ke looked speechlessly at Yokoyama Isamu who was looking at him with envy.

It seems that he didn't hear a word of what the people around him said just now! He was just concentrating on appreciating all kinds of underwear!

....

In a corner of the racecourse, a woman who completely matched Nanzō Yunko's description was changing her clothes with the help of the rioting crowd. The connection was not yet complete, but there was no chance!

On the other side, a panicked man was hiding in the chaotic crowd, trembling. Today's deal must have been exposed, and the intelligence that had not yet been sent out had become a hot potato!