Xie Yong was the manager of a foreign trade company.
After graduating from New York University five years ago, he found his current job with his resume and moved to Beijing. He had been living here ever since.
It had been five years since then, and he had changed from a young man in his twenties to a successful man. He owned a 200-square-meter house on the Second Ring Road of Beijing. He had an annual salary of millions of dollars, drove a BMW 730, and never lacked beautiful girls in the front passenger seat. He had an enviable life …
At least on the surface.
Almost no one knew that in addition to the limitless envy in the eyes of his friends and family, he had another unknown identity.
That was the CIB field intelligence personnel —
Commonly known as spies.
Although this sounded a little ridiculous, it was difficult for anyone to associate a social elite with a million-dollar annual salary with a spy who did sneaky things.
But on the other hand, it was precisely because he borrowed people's inherent mindset that he was able to handle the work at hand with ease in the past five years without giving himself away in the slightest.
Over the past five years, with the support of the CIB, he used business activities as a cover to weave a huge intelligence network in China, especially in the eastern region. It was mainly used to collect intelligence on the Yangtze River Delta city group, Jinling high-tech park, and the Tianjin-Hebei city group. Even many local officials were indirectly or directly inextricably linked to him.
As usual, on Sunday afternoon, he made himself a cup of fragrant coffee. He downloaded a compressed file marked as the business status investigation report of Jin Ling New Materials Company from his email and typed the password on the keyboard.
Every weekend, his offline team would summarize the collected intelligence to him. After he screened and screened it, he would report it to his overseas team, which was the headquarters of the CIB.
At the same time, he would also spend two hours making new deployments to various offline units according to the instructions of the CIB headquarters.
He had always been very careful in this work. Whether it was online or offline communication, he always used an encrypted email and an overseas bank account. Even his confidants who had worked with him for five years didn't know his real name and identity in real life.
It was because of this cautious attitude that he was able to survive until now.
"… The quantum computer project of the Chinese Academy of Sciences? I got it. "
Xie Yongjiang scanned the contents of the email with a blank expression. He muttered to himself while silently memorizing the orders from the headquarters.
He had heard about this matter recently. It was said that it had caused a lot of commotion on Facebook and Twitter. Many Americans were afraid that China would use this thing as a weapon to launch a cyber war. Media outlets like CNN could also create this kind of environment.
Considering that the White House would definitely pay attention to this matter, he had been consciously collecting intelligence in this regard. It was easy to investigate the background of some of the relevant personnel, but it was not so easy to collect specific research data.
Firstly, this was China's national key scientific research project. Secondly, this kind of highly specialized thing was still a bit challenging for laymen like them. Without the help of a professional consultant, just identifying which part of the information was valuable would take a lot of effort …
After reading the email, she dragged it into the recycle bin. Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang at the entrance.
Xie Yong stood up from his office chair and walked to the door. He glanced through the peephole and saw a courier standing there with a cardboard box in his hand.
"Is there anyone inside? The delivery is here, come out and take it. "
Through the security door, Xie Yong shouted with a frown.
"I don't have a delivery, did you send the wrong one?"
"… Jinxiu District, Building 1, 117, Mr. Xie … That's right, it's here, right?" The courier took a step back and looked at the house number on the wall.
Xie Yong frowned slightly. Although his mind was full of questions, he didn't have too many doubts.
After all, he had always played the role of a business elite, and no one had ever doubted his true identity. If he didn't open the door now, it would easily arouse suspicion.
Therefore, he didn't think much and spoke.
"Okay, please wait a moment … I'll come out after I put on some clothes."
Xie Yong was about to turn around and go back to his room to "clean up" a little.
However, just as he turned around, a sudden explosion sounded from the door. The security door was blown down, followed by a thunderous roar from outside the door.
"Don't move! Put your hands up! "
Stepping through the smoke of the directional explosion, a group of plainclothes policemen broke the door and rushed in. They pressed Xie Yong, who had yet to recover from the shock, to the ground and handcuffed him.
Xie Yong was stunned by this sudden series of actions. He struggled like an ordinary person while he spoke in panic.
"Who are you? What are you doing! "
"You're quite good at pretending." A man walked in front of him, squatted down, and stared at him for a long time. He suddenly smiled, "Xie Yong, CIB intelligence agent in China … Or should I call you Adams Liu?"
The moment he heard this, Xie Yong's face instantly turned pale.
Adams Liu was his real name.
After coming to China, he had never used it once. Whether it was on his passport or identity information, he used the name Xie Yong.
And his real name before he joined the CIB, no one knew it except for the highest-level decision-makers in the CIB!
The only explanation was that the higher-ups in the CIB had been instigated …
He only wanted to do one thing now, and that was to pass the news to his superior.
However, this was obviously impossible.
Just as Xie Yong was handcuffed, another high-end community a few streets away from where he lived was surrounded by more than a dozen police cars.
The security guards of the community stood on the side, trembling, and watched the armed police officers and soldiers escorting men and women wearing black hoods out of the community and into the police cars.
Outside the neighborhood, many people were watching from afar, pointing at the group of people wearing black masks and discussing them.
"What are they doing? Arresting telecommunications fraud? "
"I heard they're arresting spies."
"Spies? No way, spies live in such a big house? "
"I heard from the son of the neighbor of Old Wang's niece that the Shangjing State Security Bureau received a report from the people of Chaoyang City that someone set up a wireless monitoring base station in the community and has been monitoring the phone signals of nearby government agencies for a year!"
"A year? Fu * k, this is too bold! "
Under the word of mouth, there were already ten versions circulating in less than half a day. No matter which one of them was true, the people were arrested.
In the interrogation room.
The short man sitting behind the iron railing, even in the face of a mountain of evidence, still insisted that he was just an ordinary plumber and knew nothing about spies and receiving foreign funds.
Until the police officer in charge of the interrogation threw a roster in front of him.
The moment he saw the roster, the man's face instantly turned pale, and his originally firm eyes began to waver.
Whether it was the names he knew or didn't know, or he had only heard of them, they were all written on the roster. There was no doubt that their entire organization had been uprooted, and nothing was left.
After realizing this, the last trace of stubbornness on his face collapsed.
"This is impossible … You guys … No, I don't understand what you are talking about."
The interrogator looked at the incoherent man and said in a joking tone, "I advise you to tell us the truth.
"I advise you to tell us the truth. We've already investigated your background thoroughly. How can we let you run away when we've already closed the net? Those that should be sentenced will be sentenced, and those that should be executed will be executed … Don't be so nervous, your crimes aren't serious enough to be executed, but a few years in prison will depend on your performance. "
Seeing that his resistance had lost its meaning, the man finally gave in.
He wasn't the only one who confessed. Almost all of the spies, including the biggest fish named Xie Yong, confessed their actions in Hua and the people they were involved with.
After layers of comparison and screening, they finally got the final list.
The colonel of the General Staff Department looked at the shocking names on the list and said anxiously, "This list … I'm afraid something big is going to happen."
The colonel of the General Staff Department looked at the shocking names on the list.
He didn't expect so many people to be involved, and the highest level was even at the city council level.
Although some of them had relatives overseas threatened, and some were tempted by benefits, no matter what the reason was, the fact of the crime couldn't be changed.
Almost predictably.
The political and business circles in China were about to experience a major earthquake because of this list …
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