Hello, Mr. Major General

Huo Shaoheng's abdomen suffered a skin trauma in the explosion that night. Although not serious, but because he planned the assassination of Sean, the skin trauma was not treated in time and further worsened.

For half a month, he had been healing in his apartment.

He developed a high fever for a few days as the wound worsened and became infected, but he was still unconscious.

The hospital must not be able to go.

He is well aware that U.S. hospitals have an obligation to report to the police on injuries caused by gunshot wounds, burns and explosions.

As soon as he goes to the hospital, he will reveal his condition.

He couldn't let those people know he was hurt.

Besides, it was not serious injuries.

They went out to carry out their missions and carried various special anti-inflammatory drugs specially made by the Special Operations Division.

A man was recuperating in an apartment, changing his medicine on time, and his wound healed quickly.

This time you remove the gauze, you don't need to wrap it up again.

He looked in the mirror and saw a few scars on his strong abs, which he couldn't see without looking carefully.

This injury was nothing, he calmly threw the gauze into a stainless steel trash can, sliced ​​the lighter, burned the gauze, and poured the ashes into the toilet to wash it away.

After packing everything, I was a bit tired, and lay down on the sofa with my eyes closed.

One arm rested on his forehead, covering his eyes, and the sunlight coming in from the window was a little dazzling.

He knew very well that for him and his comrades, if the mission failed, there would be only one way, namely death, physical destruction, and even ashes.

His position is more different, this is an industry that can only succeed and not fail.

This time it was his negligence that someone betrayed and fell into the trap of others.

Fortunately, he responded quickly, turned the light into the dark, escaped the pursuit of the other side all the way, and opposed the generals to obtain a strong helping hand for himself.

Half a month has passed since he removed Sean.

Huo Shaoheng did not dispatch any more, but waited patiently for repairs in his high-end apartment in New Jersey.

Counting the time, James has been in the position of Director of the CIA's Asian Intelligence Department for almost half a month.

If he didn't guess wrong, James should have tried to contact him.

Huo Shaoheng cleaned himself up, put on a black Ralph-Lauren Polo, khaki trousers, big sunglasses, and brought a tennis bag with him. He drove a rented Mercedes SUV and went to Long Island, NY

The contact point he agreed with James was at Tan Guiren's villa in Long Island, New York. He told Mr. Gu, and explained this to Tan Guiren.

Of course, he intentionally gave this news to Tan Guiren, and intentionally did not leave a contact method for Tan Guiren.

In this way, when James contacted Tan Guiren to find him, Tan Guiren definitely wanted to send the letter to him, but without his contact method, he had to ask her domestic parents to ask for the letter.

Huo Shaoheng wanted to use this method to stimulate the domestic traitor who betrayed him, because he judged that the internal traitor must be related to the people who encouraged the Tan family.

If it weren't for this person, the Tan family wouldn't be looking for senior military officials to ask Huo Shaoheng to come to New York to save people.

As long as the people behind the Tan family surface, the whereabouts of the insider will not be far behind.

I waited for half a month just to allow this matter to ferment in China.

And he never shows up, the other party will be anxious, anxious will be faint, and will expose himself.

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New York was very hot in mid-August, and the incandescent sun shone.

Driven by the car on Long Island's seaside road, Huo Shaoheng watched the situation with vigilance.

There is a device for detecting radio monitoring equipment in the car, but it's gone all the way and there is no response at all.

He remembered that the last time he came here, many CIA agents were secretly monitoring the Tan family.

Parked the car near the tennis court in the villa area, Huo Shaoheng went to play a few indoor tennis, and observed the surrounding situation, before he came to the door of Tan Guiren's villa and rang the bell.

A middle-aged woman looking like a maid in her forties came over and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"To find your lady, you can tell Mr. Gu to visit." Huo Shaoheng smiled slightly, and the tennis racket in his hand crossed over and knocked on the palm twice.

When Tan Guiren heard "Mr. Gu" coming, his heart moved, he quickly put on his shoes and ran out.

When seeing Huo Shaoheng's tall figure standing in front of the iron gate, Tan Guiren suddenly felt a little wet.

This half month, Tan Guiren was anxious to death.

She contacted domestic parents and asked them to find out how to contact Huo Shaoheng.

In the end, she did find Huo Shaoheng's phone number and e-mail address, but no matter whether she called or sent an e-mail, she had no information.

Almost later, Huo Shaoheng deliberately avoided her ...

Unexpectedly, he finally appeared.

Tan Guiren walked quickly, opened the iron door, and said softly, "Are you here?"

A slight smile appeared on Huo Shaoheng's calm and calm face. "Miss Tan, bother."

"You're welcome." Tan Guiren said busyly. "Come in, I've been looking for you. But you haven't been here for a long time, and I don't know your contact information. I'm in a hurry. Thank you again."

Huo Shaoheng said hello to Tan Guiren with a smile at the door, and said, "Come with friends to play tennis, and come to see you by the way. How about? Is it safe to live here? Why not return home?" Then she asked: "What are you looking for thing?"

The attitude was relaxed and relaxed, so that Tan Guiren's uneasy heart finally settled down.

She looked around and came to Huo Shaoheng and whispered, "Someone sent a letter to Mr. Gu ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Huo Shaoheng understood that it should be from James. He nodded, Can you show it to me? "

"Come in, are you still in a hurry?" Tan Guiren's face was reddish, and a few beads of sweat were stuck on the tip of his nose.

Porcelain Bai's face has an exquisite and delicate touch, but unfortunately the man on the opposite side seems to be incomprehensible.

Huo Shaoheng took a look at the tree-lined tree beside the road, "... my friend is still waiting for me."

"All right." Tan Guiren was slightly disappointed. "I'll get you a letter."

After handing the letter to Huo Shaoheng, Tan Guiren, who has always been quiet, suddenly said, "... Are you doing any special tasks?"

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

Looking up at Tan Guiren, he said calmly, "Well, don't tell others."

The professionally trained Huo Shaoheng knows that when you tell someone a "secret" and then let that person not tell others, it is the best way to spread this "secret".

What's the secret?

Nothing is said to be secret.

Everything that is said is not a secret, even if it is said to the tree hole.

How do you know that there are no ears over the tree hole?

Tan Guiren had a sense of sacredness entrusted to her. She held her hands on her chest and nodded very hard. "I will never tell anyone! I swear with my life!"

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

He looked down, glanced quickly at James' letter, and drank slightly.

This is probably what James gave him.

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