32 days

It has been a month since the death of their son Fang Yeran. During this time, Fang Mo and his wife are not having a good time, and the shadow of their son's personality hangs over their lives all day long.

But the truth will soon become clear.

Fang Mo went out early in the morning, turned the car and changed lanes before going to work, and arrived at the office of "scavenger" Rui Tao as scheduled.

This is a typical psychological clinic with a medium scale. It is located in the upper floors of an office building. There are floor-to-ceiling windows in the consultation room. Rui Tao will choose to draw thick curtains, thin curtains, or open them completely according to the psychological condition of the patient. Judging their status by the reaction of the vast world outside the window.

"People have the desire to fall. Standing on a high place, they will want to jump down and fall forever." Rui Tao said standing in front of the open bright window, "But at the same time, people will be afraid of heights. Not only the height, but also the desire to fall deep in the heart. Half of the genes are engraved with destruction, and the other half of the genes are desperately dragging it."

"Humans are really complicated creatures, aren't they?" Rui Tao turned around and sat down facing Fang Mo. The soft morning light illuminated the consultation room extraordinarily clean and comfortable, but what Rui Tao said next made Fang Mo feel chilly.

"The result is the result of our investigation about your son," Rui Tao said. "Our people arrived at the research and development center you mentioned and found that it was full of rubble. We couldn't see what it was like, let alone find it. Someone is looking for clues. However, he received a radio wave from the ruins. The content of the radio wave is that the country directly took violent actions in order to prevent the leak of secrets. It directly blew up the research and development center without checking whether anyone was there. The person who sent out the radio waves—it should be your son. He was in the R&D center at the time. He called for help as soon as he noticed the shell attack. Completed the task and killed him without hesitation. That radio wave was sent out before his death, and it would be fired repeatedly before the instrument was damaged. He hoped that someone could hear his last words."

Fang Mo asked, "How do you prove that what you said is true?"

"I can't help it." Rui Tao spread his hands, "Believe it or not is up to you."

Fang Mo nodded, paid the balance and left.

He was indifferent and calm throughout the whole process, but the drooping eyebrows and the tight corners of his mouth revealed his restless heart. His steps as he walked out seemed to be stepping on hot red iron, and every step was burned to bloody blood, but he had to wait. Gritting his teeth and pretending nothing happened.

If he believed, the seeds of hatred would be buried in his heart.It may be useful someday, or it may never be.But the reason is that if the right time comes, the seed full of hatred can be brought into full play.

Rui Tao just watched Fang Mo leave, and then pretended to write a few words in the medical record.It's not completely pretending, all he writes is encrypted text, which will be sent to the intelligence database.When that time comes, search for this person's hatred as the conditions require, and use it.

Fang Mo arrived at his office at [-]:[-]. In his life, he was late only on the morning when his wife gave birth.

Five o'clock in the afternoon, get off work on time.The only time he left early was when his son was in a car accident when he was 13.

When he got home, Fang Mo said to his widow, "Forget about him, forget that we had a son."

At night, Fang Mo locked himself in a quiet study, and dialed the number he got with his son's body a month ago: "Minister Yan, I, I want to report."

"Don't you believe him?" Yan Fei asked Fang Mo. They were all in a safe house of the intelligence agency in the street near Fang Mo's house. The first and second floors below were the bustling foot massage shop at night.Temporary arrangements to meet, only here is the safest.

Fang Mo shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"why?"

"Even if what he said is true, Fang Yeran was killed when he was in the R&D center. But when the government plans related tasks, it will definitely check the personnel at the location in advance. As a military officer whose work is extremely sensitive The technician, not only did not take the initiative to report it at the first time, but also concealed the fact that he could enter the 32nd at that time, which actually showed that he had hidden thoughts. He deserved to be killed by the bombing.”

Fang Mo's words were full of regrets that he hated iron but could not make steel.

Yan Fei's eyes seemed to sweep him casually, but in fact he was secretly controlling all the details of Fang Mo's face, using his keen perception trained in 30 years of intelligence activities to judge whether Fang Mo was hypocrisy or truth at this time.

After reaching a conclusion, Yan Fei patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

Fang Mo said: "That Rui Tao, and his scavenger organization..."

Yan Fei said: "I see, I will pay attention to it, thank you for your frankness."

"Junior brother, give me some psychotherapy."

At dusk, Rui Tao saw enough of the bleak early winter twilight outside the window, walked back to the center of the room, lay on the patient's recliner, and said to Tian Lu who was sorting out the files.

Tian Lu turned his head back strangely, seeing Rui Tao's playful posture, he felt that those words were just teasing him: "You have been resisting me."

Since Tian Lu promised Rui Tao to help him, it is not that he has tried to use some methods to explore his true inner thoughts, but Rui Tao, who majors in social psychology, is also very proficient in personal psychology, and he is very tactful in all kinds of temptations to Tian Lu fiddled with.

Rui Tao smiled and said: "Resisting other people's prying is the instinct of a person who has a secret in his heart. But when I called you to my side, it was actually a kind of cry for help. Can you dispel my instinctive resistance and save me from the fire and water? It depends on your ability as a psychiatrist."

Tian Lu stopped what he was doing. The atmosphere is very good now, the light is dim, and the outlines of others can be seen, but the expressions on their faces cannot be clearly seen. This kind of environment will make people less wary of another person.Many people's secrets will be revealed to those around them during bedtime chats, because they can't see other people's real-time expressions, which virtually reduces a lot of psychological pressure.

He walked towards Rui Tao, maybe he could try to get close to Rui Tao's heart this time.

But the doorbell interrupted him.

Rui Tao got up from the reclining chair regretfully: "There is another guest."

When he went to open the door, he turned on the light by the way, and the room was brightly lit. He secretly retracted his tentacles and hid in the most hidden corner of people's hearts.

After leading the guests in, Rui Tao smiled at Tian Lu, and Tian Lu left the room as required.

Seeing the guests looking around, seemingly uneasy, Rui Tao said: "I can assure you, there is no safer place than my place. Although many people know this place, but because they all know it, all kinds of interests After Fang weighed it, he turned my place into a vacuum zone, without monitoring, listening, and monitoring."

The man nodded, and took out a fingernail-sized memory chip from the phone case and handed it to Rui Tao: "It's urgent, it can't be delivered on the 32nd, it must be passed on immediately."

Rui Tao raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I understand."

After the guests left, Rui Tao simply locked the door of the consultation room, came to the front hall, and put his arm around Tian Lu's shoulder: "Junior brother, go eat."

Rui Tao chose a western restaurant with a good environment but not too expensive. After eating, a service staff came to ask: "Sir, did you enjoy your meal? Please make sure to put forward any suggestions, and we will improve in time. "

Rui Tao said: "There is nothing to say about the dishes, but the mouth towel is a bit hard."

The waiter bowed: "I'm sorry. We will change the procurement channels as soon as possible to provide you with a more comfortable dining environment."

After Rui Tao and Tian Lu left, the waiter started to clean up the table and sent a tray of dish garbage to the back kitchen. When he reached the dead end of the monitoring aisle in the back kitchen, he immediately opened the crumpled mouth towel and looked inside. He took out a memory chip and held it in the palm of his hand, then calmly continued his work.

The next morning, the western restaurant routinely set up a small blackboard outside the store to change the main dishes to attract customers.Compared with yesterday's main dishes, today's changes are not too big. Among the five dishes, two are the same as yesterday.But this is normal, sometimes their main dish is even the same as the day before.

The location of this western restaurant is neither bad nor bad, but because it is not far from many western consulates, consulate staff sometimes stop by to eat here.

The translator of the consulate of country A drove past the western restaurant after get off work, and saw the main menu. He seemed to have encountered a dish he liked, so he stopped the car and went in for lunch.His behavior is too normal, even if it is suspected that he is using his status of diplomatic immunity as a spy, there is nothing out of the ordinary to eat some food from his hometown.

The translator ordered three dishes from the main menu, and one of the smoked salmon was the same as yesterday.

"It's ready, sir." The same waiter brought out a plate of smoked salmon.

The translator ate alone, took a piece of salmon into his mouth, and chewed carefully, as if he was missing the taste of his hometown on the other side of the ocean.The tip of his tongue felt hard, he wiped his mouth, and as his hand dropped, he flicked the chip into his suit pocket.

They have been transmitting information in this way for a long time. Facts have proved that even though Hua Guo officials suspected and monitored them, they have not been able to find the most critical link in the information chain for the time being.

The secret code they chose to pass on the information is indeed on the main menu board, but it does not mean that there is information on a special dish on the blackboard. Coupled with the development of computer and big data technology, as long as high-resolution photos are taken, even the most inconspicuous codes that the human brain may ignore will be summed up by the computer, such as curtains, windows, flower pots at the door, etc. Light switches, handwriting and patterns on the blackboard, there is no subtle change that can escape the eyes of the computer.

So they had to use more complex codes.The restaurant will display today's main dishes every day, sometimes it will be completely different from yesterday, and sometimes it will repeat one, three, four or even five of the same dishes as yesterday, but only when two dishes are repeated, it means there is an urgent information transfer.

Such a pattern is difficult to be discovered by the trackers, because they pay more attention to where the person went and what abnormalities he had when he went. There is no comparison.Unless they already suspect that this western restaurant is a stronghold and is under constant surveillance.

This puts high demands on the intelligence officer, who has to pass by the restaurant every day and remember all the dishes in one or two glances.But doing intelligence work now is very difficult.

In the afternoon, the interpreter returned to the consulate to continue working. With the help of the consulate's encrypted communication channel, the content of the chip was sent back to the intelligence agency of country A.

It was late at night in country A at that time, but because of the high emergency level of intelligence, a sleeping team leader was woken up tragically and went to the bureau to decrypt the information.At nine o'clock in the morning local time, he reported the declassified information to the director and deputy director.

"What do you mean?" the director shouted, "The person in Huaguo who was trapped underground by the missile was actually rescued by Joker?"

"Yes, it's unbelievable, in the way of a second missile explosion." The team leader said, "But the reliability of the intelligence source is very high."

"Who the hell is Joker?"

Of course they all knew who Joker was, the founder of the 32 community in 32 days, but they all thought that he was just a hacker kid with relatively strong skills.They have also obtained information about Joker from other sources, each of which shows that Joker is extraordinary, but none of them shocked them more than the information they just received.

"This is exactly what we urgently need to find out," said the team leader.